"Still alright?"
Jiang Ding was taken aback.
He had never learned flying sword swordsmanship.
"Forget it, I understand what you mean."
Without waiting for his answer, Immortal Dinghai waved his hand, "You've seen my swordsmanship, it's just like that."
"But even so, it's considered good among the Nascent Soul monks of the Xianmen Sect. Many people haven't touched skill-based cold weapons at all after the high exam; they all use power-based treasures like stone seals and Little Mountains."
"I estimate that even if you turned the entire Xianmen Sect upside down, you might not find someone qualified to be your swordsmanship teacher."
"Don't you have a Yin Mist Pearl?"
He seemed to recall something and asked, "You can practice inside it. Immortal Yinwu is a true master of the Sword Dao. Flying swords and swordsmanship form her foundation; they should still be quite good."
"That won't do,"
