In late autumn, the clouds hang weakly under the blue sky, the leaves of the plane trees turn from golden to yellow, and the whole village presents a withered posture, with a bleak atmosphere.

The seaside cottage is even more lonely in this environment.

It's been a month since the incident of hurting my father in the middle of the day.

The whole thing happened, only the sword died to witness, and the explanation for the clan was that the cultivation was wrong, and the previous statement of the day was completely overturned, and all the responsibility was borne by himself.

Lies told from the mouths of respected people are more acceptable than facts.

At first, Daylight tried to find the reason for the loss of control, tried anger, sadness, but it didn't work, he couldn't mobilize that kind of power, he couldn't even feel it.

When he asked his father for details, he was silent and only told him. "Forget about it, and don't use it anymore, whether you're comfortable with that power or not. ”

Gradually, Daylight could only accept this result.

In the early morning, waking up from the pain, the bones all over his body seemed to have broken countless times, and he spent the month practicing the Sword Breaking Tyrant Technique, forging himself with sweat and pain.

There are only three strokes of the broken sword technique, broken hearts, broken bones, and broken stars, which seem simple, but contain the true meaning of "one".

Every move is a life-sacrificing move that leaves no room for death, the pursuit of winning with one blow, just like the book says: one slashes all things in the world, two slashes hell demons, three slashes the ghosts and gods in the sky, domineering.

In a month's time, Daylight had mastered the first form: broken heart.

Heartbreak is about the instantaneous grasp of the enemy's flaws, causing a precise blow, the required strength and control are very high, if the blow with all its strength deviates from the flaw by a minute, the flaw itself will be used by the enemy, and it will be ruthlessly defeated.

The greater the power of using Heartbreaker, the more damage will be done, which is an advantage for Daylight, who is born with divine powers.

But the load on the body is also proportional, and now the tendons of the day are like tight bowstrings that can break at any time.

Pain is the price of gaining strength, and the price of what you do to yourself, Dayday thought so, forcing his stiff back off the hard bed.

I didn't sleep well all night, not only because of the pain, but because there was something that kept me in my heart and made him toss and turn.

Walking out of the room, there was a rattle in the swordsmithing room next door.

Daylight gently pushed open the hidden door, and saw his father's burly back, and sparks burst out from the edge of the silhouette of the back.

Bai Tian didn't know how to speak, so he finally waited until his father stopped and asked tentatively. "Father, I heard that the training had started, but no one informed me to participate. ”

Hearing about this occasionally during the day, the clan is going to train their generation.

It's not an ordinary cultivation, but a preparation for becoming an immortal cultivator.

The day's unremitting exercise was for this, and he had been waiting for his father's notice, but the days passed day by day, and his father never mentioned it.

Tomorrow is the day training starts and he can't wait any longer.

"You can't go. "The sword is succinct and to the point.

"But Jian Yusheng and they can go, even the sword parting, father, I want to learn immortal arts. ”

His father turned, his eyes as red as a mountain. "You can't. ”

"Why? Because I'm out of control, are you going to punish me with this?" said Daylight and regretted it.

"You're not this piece of material. The sword turned around and spat out hurtful words.

The anger that had been isolated and excluded erupted in a burst of brains, and he yelled at his father during the day. "Why can everyone do it, but I can't!"

Jian Shusheng smashed the forging hammer on the iron and stone, and with a loud bang, the hammer bounced and smashed into the wall, and half of the hammer head was embedded in the wall, "I said no, I can tolerate you to learn some self-defense skills, but only that! The danger of becoming an immortal cultivator is not something you can imagine, I promise your mother to bring you back here, and promise her to let you be an ordinary person and spend your life." ”

The day slowly lowered his head. "I never wanted to come here, I'm not happy at all, I've wanted to escape from here countless times, in the book, the world is vast, and because of you, I've endured it all. ”

"The world is big, but it's also dangerous, at least it's safe here, just settle for the status quo and be an ordinary person. The sword said.

"The Sword Clan is hiding here like a shrunken turtle, what are you afraid of, father, afraid that I will become a bad person after becoming an immortal cultivator?" Bai Tian didn't understand what his father was afraid of, as if there was something in the world that had been threatening his son's life.

"I've never been worried that you're going to go bad. The sword's expression turned painful. "I'm afraid that you'll die in the outside world, just like your mother. ”

All the rebellion of the day turned into nothingness, and he was deflated. "You said that my mother was a fisherwoman and wanted me to spend my life as an ordinary person, but what kind of life did you want me to live?

Lonely daylight, he walked to the door and looked back at his father's back, the fatal scar on his body, all caused by the battle. "I'm not afraid of getting hurt, I just want to become an immortal cultivator like you, I want to become a sword-forging master like you! When danger comes, it is easier for the strong to survive, and if my mother is strong enough, she will not die in a shipwreck. ”

Jian Jie said: "There are countless strong people in this world, and there are as many dead as the stars in the sky, and the reality is so unsatisfactory. ”

"Then I'll be the strongest!" Bai Tian said firmly, the CV master system is right, and only if you are strong enough can you get what you want.

Seeing that his father was silent, Daylight withdrew from the sword-forging room and returned to his room, where the familiar environment left him with nowhere to put it.

Daylight never felt like he belonged here, and every night, he would have some strange dreams.

In the dream, the brick and stone houses are towering, the wide streets are fast passing by some iron boxes, and everyone is dressed in strange costumes and walks in a hurry.

He wanted to see if the outside world was the same as in his dreams.

He lay on the ground, supported his body with his arms, formed a handstand position, and began to exercise.

"One...... Two............ Three ............"

"Ten thousand and one hundred and thirty!"

"Ten thousand and one hundred and eleven!"

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Sweat forms a small lake under the body.

The day can't stop, and as soon as you stop, you will remember what happened in the swordsmithing room just now.

If he can't train like any other child, he will become more lonely and out of place.

The panel of the CV Master system always has a line of small print to remind him.

【Become the Strongest】

"Twenty thousand and five hundred!"

"Twenty thousand five hundred and one!"

Under extreme fatigue, the day spent the most tangled and difficult day in his life.

When he opened his eyes the next day, his muscles were still stiff, the bedroom door was open, and someone had come in while he was asleep.

At a glance, he saw an extra note on the table, with six short words on it: Wake up and practice the sword tree.

The familiar handwriting was put here by my father.

Daylight's heart suddenly seemed to be filled with sunshine, and he walked out of the room full of joy, washed his face with cold water, too lazy to dry it, inserted the one-winged dagger into the leather sheath at his waist, buckled the hood on his head, and hurried out the door.

You can smell the sweet smell of the Dead Sea, and even the sea breeze gets much cooler this season.

Inhaled a breath of fresh air, the cool gas slid into his lungs, and then slowly exhaled, walking towards the sword training tree with excitement.

The clouds in the sky changed shapes, and during the day they imagined that after becoming an immortal cultivator, they would leave here and wander into the real world.

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace, trying to catch up with the eagle-shaped cloud.

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With a history of more than 2,000 years, the Sword Tree is a rare species of iron tree, and was planted when the Sword Clan migrated here.

Two thousand years have not made it die, but it has become more resilient, the trunk is coiled, the iron-blue bark is covered with mottled silver marks, it is incomparably thick, incomparably tall, and the branches at the top of the tree can even connect with the sky.

At the end of autumn, the wind was as sharp as a sickle, cutting the last connection between the dead yellow leaves and the branches, and the fallen leaves rained down, forming a soft cushion of black and yellow on the ground early.

The canopy of the sword training tree no longer obscures the clouds, and the blue sky can be seen through the gaps in the sparse branches.

The old patriarch Jian Que and the three elders set up a table under the tree, white steam rising from the teacups.

The patriarch of Jian was still very conscious, and took a sip of hot tea from time to time.

Elder Sword Wind Thunder and Sword Death collided with the wine glass alone, and Jian Li stared at the hot air rising in the cup.

After Jian Li beat his father with a hundred lashes, Daylight thought that his father had completely broken with the Punishment Elders and had become hostile.

But things were not what he wanted, and the two seemed to tacitly forget about the unpleasant things.

Coupled with the sword wind and thunder, the three elders are still best friends, drinking when they should drink together, drinking tea when they should drink tea together, and they always discuss the training of children together.

The date is set for today, and Daylight will be trained with six other children, and the Sword Tree will be the meeting point.

Seven Sword Clan teenagers came to the tree one after another, everyone was curious, they didn't know what kind of training they were going to face.

Jian Yusheng's face was calm, with a posture of not refusing to come.

The sword parted with a scar two centimeters below his left eye, which looked like a horizontal line.

Daylight stood at the very end, apprehensive, and he still felt out of place compared to the other six children.

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