The Lishui Sword Sect is located in the territory of the Yin Shang Kingdom in the southeast of the Tianyuan Continent. In the Tianyuan Continent, where there are many sword sects, the Lishui Sword Sect can only be regarded as a small sect that does not enter the stream, but even so, the Lishui Sword Sect has a lot of influence in the Yin Shang country.

The current sect master of the Lishui Sword Sect, Hai Wuyan, is the fifth-ranked master of the Yin Shang Kingdom's kendo master list "Tianxing List", and he has cultivated the Lishui Sword Technique with one hand, and has reached the realm of the Sword King.

When it comes to the sword sect, it is necessary to mention the level division of sword cultivation, and the sword cultivation in the Tianyuan Continent is divided into nine levels, from low to high, they are sword attendants, swordsmen, sword masters, sword kings, sword emperors, sword sects, sword honors, sword gods, and sword saints.

Among them, the sword attendant is only a sword cultivation apprentice, and the cultivator has cultivated the most basic sword soul technique to the fifth level, and after reaching the level of Yuan Qi liquid, which can stimulate the sword light, even if he truly becomes a swordsman. As for the levels above the swordsman, each level is divided into nine levels, from the lowest to the highest, by the number one to nine.

Like the Sect Master of the Water Sword Sect, Hai Wuyan, who has now reached the level of a ninth-level Sword King, as long as there is a proper opportunity, he will definitely leap to the Sword Emperor powerhouse in one fell swoop, and at that time, even the entire Yin Shang Kingdom may rarely be able to meet opponents.

When Ye Feng was eight years old, his talent was amazing, and he cultivated independently, and he actually cultivated the soul of the sword to the first layer. It was because of this talent that he became the first disciple of the Lishui Sword Sect to be admitted at the age of eight, becoming the most potential new star. It's just that since Ye Feng joined the Lishui Sword Sect and cultivated the orthodox basic sword technique, his cultivation has stagnated, so that he has not made the slightest progress for ten consecutive years, and he is still stuck in the initial entry stage of the sword squire.

Sitting by the lake, looking at the endless blue waves in front of him, Ye Feng smiled self-deprecatingly.

In the past ten years, he has experienced the ups and downs that many people can't experience in their lives, suffering from the heat and cold of the world, and his heart has long been trained as hard as iron. But even so, whenever he thought of the contemptuous eyes of many of his fellow disciples looking at him, and when he thought of the elders of the sect who had scrambled to take him as an apprentice, and now regarded himself as a discarded mustard and wanted to expel himself, his mood would be extremely excited.

It is said that when the heavens descend on a great task, you must first suffer your mind, but this time of suffering your mind is too long. In ten years, let a child become a teenager, and let a teenager become an adult. Thinking that all his juvenile life was spent in mocking eyes, the corners of Ye Feng's lips would always have a bitter smile.

He thought about giving up, and he also thought about leaving the Lishui Sword Sect forever after three months. But if he really left quietly, he was unwilling. He doesn't want to leave in failure, but also wants to prove that he is not a waste in people's mouths, so that those who have laughed at him and looked down on him know how stupid their behavior has been over the years.

Unconsciously, Ye Feng's palm grabbed the sand by the lake, grabbing the sand out of a fist-sized hole. Only when there was a tingling pain in his palm did he wake up from his anger. Seeing blood flowing from his palm cut by a sharp stone, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he subconsciously put his palm in the palm of his hand and sucked hard.

A drop of blood slid down the palm of his hand, dripping right onto the purple pendant on his chest. In an instant, the purple pendant released a faint layer of brilliance, and when the brilliance dissipated, the blood stains on the surface of the pendant disappeared without a trace.

The strange scene that suddenly appeared on the pendant on his chest did not attract Ye Feng's attention. After stopping the blood from the wound in his palm, he crossed his knees on the ground and began to cultivate according to the Basic Sword Soul Technique, guiding the faint vitality in the dantian to flow in his body.

In the Tian Yuan Continent, all the basic sword soul exercises of sword cultivation are exactly the same, but the exercises of the Lishui Sword Sect have been sorted out by their predecessors, and they have more insights from their predecessors when they were cultivating than ordinary exercises, which can make cultivators reduce the waste of time.

The so-called Sword Soul Technique is actually the simplest Qi refining method. Cultivators rely on the breath to incorporate the aura between heaven and earth into the body, so as to achieve the effect of refining the meridian physique. When the thickness of the vitality in the body reaches a certain level, it will be transformed into a liquid state, and at that time, the Sword Soul Technique can no longer meet the cultivator's own needs, and he must find a higher-level internal strength heart method to cultivate, and he can start to cultivate high-level sword skills.

The sword skills and sword skills of the Tian Yuan Continent are divided into four levels of "Vigorous and Resolute", among which the line-level exercises are the worst, and the thunder-level exercises are the highest, and the exercises of each level are divided into three levels: high, medium and low. Although the line-level middle-level exercises are only at the bottom, there is also a world of difference compared to the outer court disciples who can only cultivate the line-level low-level exercises.

Ye Feng closed his eyes and concentrated, silently guiding the flow of vitality in his body. Under his control, the thin vitality in the dantian slowly flowed, flowing through the limbs and hundreds of remains, and finally all returned to the dantian.

Every time a normal person walks in the body for a week, it will make the vitality in the body condense for a few points, and the thickness of the vitality in the dantian will increase a little.

But Ye Feng was different, in the past ten years, every time he finished cultivating, he would helplessly find that the vitality he had worked so hard to condense would quietly dissipate after entering the dantian, and in the end, he could only maintain the strength of having a first-level sword soul.

After another round of cultivation, the eastern sky was already white. Finding that he had cultivated all night without the slightest progress, Ye Feng's mood was once again extremely lost.

That is to say, his mind has been trained far beyond ordinary people in the past ten years, otherwise if he were someone else, in the face of loss and despair again and again, I am afraid that he would have already had the idea of suicide.

After opening the package he was carrying and hastily eating a steamed bun, Ye Feng entered the cultivation state again. This time he tried his best to concentrate his mind, but due to the previous two successive failures, no matter how hard he tried, he could not calm his heart.

Just when he was at a loss, suddenly, a small voice came from his ears.

"You're doing something wrong!" The voice was extremely small, as if it came from the distant sky, making Ye Feng mistakenly think that he was hallucinating.

"Who is it?" Ye Feng quickly looked around and asked in surprise.

The sound fell, and the surroundings fell into silence again. Finding that there was no one on his side, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

Ye Feng calmed his mind again, trying to guide the flow of vitality in his body. But just as his mind was quiet again, another voice sounded in his ears.

"It's really stupid, a guy who is obviously a Heavenly Leaky Body, but he wants to cultivate his vitality, isn't this asking for discomfort?"

Hearing the voice, Ye Feng suddenly got up, his eyes scanning the scene beside him like electricity.

Except for the towering peaks of the mountains thousands of meters away, all he could see was thatch more than a foot high. The grass at this height is absolutely impossible to hide, and the cold pool ahead is even less likely to be lurking.

"Who's talking?" Ye Feng said in a cold voice.

"Haha!" Ye Feng's vigilant appearance made that voice very pleasant. After laughing, his voice suddenly became serious, and he said, "Little one, do you want to find me, see what is different in your chest." ”

Ye Feng looked down at his chest, and saw that the pendant he was wearing on his chest emitted a layer of light lilac brilliance, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Taking off the pendant casually, Ye Feng lost his mind for a while. The pendant was given to him by his mother on his sixth birthday and has been worn for 12 years. But to this day, it was the first time he had seen the meniscus pendant radiate light.

"Why? wonder why the pendant glows?" the voice said again. After saying that, the surface of the pendant suddenly glowed, and then a purple mist erupted from the pendant.

The mist slowly converged in the air, eventually condensing into an illusory spectacle. In the foggy scene, an old man with a burly and tall figure, even though his face was full of wrinkles, he could not hide his heroic spirit appeared in front of Ye Feng's eyes.

"That's it, little one, for your sake, I'll sacrifice some of my soul power to reveal my true face in front of you. In the foggy scene, the old man's mouth opened and closed.

Looking at the illusion that suddenly appeared in front of him, Ye Feng was stunned in place. Over the years in the Lishui Sword Sect, except for chopping wood and cultivating, he has always been reading, but even with his knowledge of reading thousands of books, he has never heard of anyone who can use mist to condense images, let alone talk to people.

"Who are you?" Ye Feng asked vigilantly.

Facing Ye Feng, who was full of vigilance, the old man smiled slightly and said, "It's been too long, I have long forgotten who I am." But one thing I can tell you is that my presence can change your situation. Do you want to become stronger? Do you want to be free from the eyes of others and from being bullied by others? If you want to, promise me one thing, and I will naturally help you get rid of the name of wastewood. ”

The old man in the smile is like a demagogic demon, giving people a particularly sinister feeling. However, even so, in the face of the old man's temptation, Ye Feng's heart still trembled fiercely.

After ten years of oppression, nothing is more attractive than being stronger. So much so that after hearing that the old man had the ability to make him stronger, he was in a state of excitement and could no longer hide the joy in his heart.