There are now more than 200,000 disciples in the sect. Although the sword cultivation method does not have ten thousand meridians, there are as many as 208 meridians.
After entering the Jian Jue realm, one can read extensively the classics on various meridians and will surely find the most suitable cultivation method."
Xiang Sheng listened with great interest.
It has to be said that the Wanmai Sword Sect has a very deep foundation, even she is tempted by it.
Along the way, I have read quite a few books on cultivation, but they are all fragmented and not systematic.
In the field of sword cultivation, except for the only copy of "Divine Will" from Wanjian Sect and "Flying Sword Art" by Lu Zhu, the rest of the classics are not of good quality.
The Art of Flying Sword focuses on mental skills. She has already comprehended all three sword moves and there is no room for improvement.
"Divine Will" is a thin book, most of which is gossip, and only a small part roughly describes the classification of sword intent and the experience of cultivation. It can't even be called a cultivation book.
It can be said that in Dongzhou, where the heritage is already fading, she has relied entirely on her own exploration to cultivate until now.
If he could stay in the Xizhou Sect for a period of time to make up for the deficiencies in his cultivation system, his own progress in cultivation would surely experience a surge.
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng's thoughts calmed down a little, and he curled his lips and chuckled: "The sword vein that Fellow Daoist Li is from must be within the sect, not a major vein."
Li Changting was shocked, "Why do you say that, Brother Xiang?"
"Resources for cultivation are always limited."
Xiang Sheng poured himself a cup of tea without even looking up, "How can a large sect with hundreds of thousands of people be without competition?
Therefore, it is not difficult to infer that the 208 meridians you mentioned are definitely divided into large and small, which may also involve the division of cultivation resources."
At this point, Xiang Sheng put down the teapot, raised his head, and his eyes were deep: "We are not saints, and we all have selfish motives. You are so eager to have Jian Jue join you. Besides considering his cultivation, I am afraid it is more for the status of your lineage, right?"
The tone of these words was calm, neither sad nor happy.
But to Li Changting, the sound was no less than thunder, and the thunder was continuous, each one louder than the last, hitting his chest hard, making his whole body stiff and even feeling suffocated.
At this moment, he stared at the young woman with a smile on her face across the chessboard, without any intention of underestimating her.
He had only given a brief overview of the sect, yet she had deduced so many details in just a few moments. Such a mindset was truly terrifying.
Apart from the three hall masters in the sect, he had only experienced this suffocating feeling of being seen through in an instant in front of Senior Qingxin.
Fortunately, Li Changting was a sword cultivator after all, and his temperament was not comparable to that of ordinary cultivators. Even though his mind was shaken, it only took a moment for him to regain his composure and said in a deep voice:
"What Fellow Daoist Xiang said is correct. Our lineage was once one of the eight main lines, but three thousand years ago, an elder was hunted down by the Pantheon and disappeared. Since then, we have fallen from the position of main lineage to a subordinate lineage.
However, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Among the 200 disciples in the sect, we are still among the top 20.
After Jian Jue goes there, he will definitely be valued for his talent, and his treatment will be no worse than that of the main disciples. Fellow Daoist Xiang can rest assured."
"That's good."
Xiang Sheng smiled softly, "Whether he wants to go or not depends on his own feelings. If he doesn't want to, then let it go."
Xiang Sheng smiled, and Li Changting followed suit, nodding, "Of course. A sword cultivator seeks enlightenment, and forcing it away is detrimental to their practice. Although I have a selfish motive, I won't ruin his future."
After finishing the serious business, the atmosphere became much more relaxed.
Li Changting lowered his head to glance at the chessboard and saw that Xiang Sheng had already made his move at some point. He also became interested and studied it carefully.
After seeing this, I was slightly shocked.
After a few moves, the game returned to peace between the two sides, but upon closer inspection, there was a sense of undercurrent.
He was secretly shocked. Ever since he saw how powerful Xiang Sheng was, his mind was no longer on this chess game.
Playing chess with such a person is just asking for trouble, isn't it?
"Daoyou Li."
At this moment, Xiang Sheng suddenly spoke, his tone somewhat casually: "I'm curious about the sword cultivator senior you just mentioned who was hunted by the Pantheon. I wonder if you could tell me a little bit about him?"
After listening to this, Li Changting's slightly tense mind immediately relaxed, nodded and smiled, "This matter happened three thousand years ago, and it caused quite a stir. If you want to hear it, I will tell you about it.
Because of our relationship, I must respectfully address that elder as "Uncle Master." His name is Chen Lanzhi, and he is the youngest leader of our Myriad Veins Sword Sect since its founding.
"Master Uncle's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Out-of-Body Realm, one major realm lower than all the other lineage masters. But in terms of strength, he has entered the Divine Transformation Realm with the Sword Intent of Time and forged the Sword Soul of Time, making him the best in the sect!"
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