Since hundreds of years ago, a generation of Tianjiao, the martial gods abandoned the way of the sword and created the martial arts, the cultivation world of the sword domain has changed from a single sword cultivation to the coexistence of martial arts and sword cultivation.

The majestic mountains are connected together, and when you look at it from afar, you can only see clouds and smoke, and trees are forested. The rich aura surrounds the mountainside, the sun is rising, and the morning dew drops float on the leaves, shimmering with bright light. From time to time, a few birdsongs can be heard in the mountains, adding a bit of tranquility to the mountains.

However, a burst of laughter and noise shattered the otherwise peaceful forest. Following the prestige, I saw a palace dozens of feet high located halfway up the mountainside, surrounded by hundreds of relatively small houses. This is where the sound of laughter and noise is heard. Groups of young men, dressed in uniform costumes, walked together towards the open space in front of the gorgeous palace.

Soon, hundreds of teenagers gathered here. At this time, the originally empty martial arts arena was already full of people, chattering and discussing together

There are some problems in cultivation.

Squeak

The gate of the palace, which had been closed, slowly opened, and there was silence in the originally noisy martial arts arena at this time, and the young man who had originally gathered to discuss was also sitting upright at this time, looking ahead. I saw several people slowly walking out of the palace, led by a strong man, followed by six people in turn, all wearing lilac robes.

The strong man at the head is none other than the master of the Blood Sword Sect, Xue Kong. Xue Kong's body exuded a faint aura, his eyes were different from ordinary people, his eyes were glowing with blood, and a scar was cut from the eyebrow bone to his jaw, making Xue Kong look even more terrifying.

Xue Kong looked around, and all the disciples who met his gaze lowered their heads. Xue Kong said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Today is the monthly meeting of my Blood Sword Sect, and it is also the result of assessing the cultivation of all the sect members in the past month. The monthly meeting is rich in rewards, but "

"If someone is lazy, don't blame the strict rules!" Xue Kong snorted coldly, turned sideways and said slightly: "Great Elder, the rest is up to you." ”

"Yes. Behind Xue Kong, an old man about sixty years old replied lightly.

Xue Kong nodded when he heard this, then turned around and returned to the main hall. After everyone sent Xue Kong away, the Great Elder stroked his beard and said, "Now, if you are willing to participate, go to Elder Li to sign up."

There was a burst of cheers on the martial arts arena, and they rushed to Elder Li, who was already standing on the side, and several disciples recorded all the disciples who had signed up

Under a big tree not far from the martial arts arena, a pair of fiery and longing eyes stared at the teenagers who went to sign up, holding their hands hard, and finally sighed helplessly, letting go of their hands and wanting to leave. Then

"Thirteen!"

The abrupt cry made the boy hiding behind the tree suddenly nervous, and turned around a little tremblingly.

But I saw a young man dressed in the same costume as himself, looking at him with some concern. The boy breathed a sigh of relief. He said, "Starling, can you stop doing this next time?"

The young man known as Starling heard the complaint in Thirteen's tone, but he still looked like a big brother teaching a little brother, gave Thirteen a chestnut, and said in a low voice: "Do you want to die?!You actually came here!!"

"Starling, I, I know it's wrong" Under the starling's bright eyes, the young man named Thirteen finally pouted and lowered his head.

"Hurry up, don't let them find out, or you'll be guilty again." Starling pulled Thirteen and left quickly.

The two of them turned around and finally stopped in front of a small wooden house.

"Didn't I tell you not to go there?!, why are you so disobedient?!" Starling let go of Thirteen and asked, "You forgot that you almost died there?!"

Hearing that the starling mentioned the original incident, Thirteen naturally will not forget it! At the beginning, Thirteen was curious, so he sneaked into the side of the martial arts arena and peeped at the senior brothers practicing swords, but unfortunately he was discovered. As the lowest subordinate in the sect, the sword slave actually dared to learn swordsmanship secretly, so he was naturally beaten. According to the rules of the door, those who steal swordsmanship will gouge out their eyes and cut off their limbs! If it weren't for Sister Momiji's intercession, Thirteen wouldn't have been as simple as lying in bed for a month.

Thinking of this, the thirteen eyes suddenly flew, revealing a cold light. Scratching his head randomly, he smiled: "I'm just curious, I won't be in the future, this time it's true!"

Facing Thirteen's assurance, Starling shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Thirteen, we are all hard-working people, don't think about that, that's not something we can contact, don't forget our identity"

Starling smiled bitterly, "Sword slave, forge a sword with your life, where can you get more energy to cultivate?" By the way, I heard from Hongye yesterday that you fainted again? As he spoke, the starling took out a dark steamed bun from his arms.

"Starling, you can't eat enough, how can I take it?" said Thirteen suddenly shook his head and waved his hand.

"You call me starling, I tell you to take it, don't you look down on starling?" said starling.

"This" Thirteen hesitantly looked at the steamed bun in the starling's hand.

Starling didn't give Thirteen time to think about it, he directly stuffed the steamed bun into Thirteen's hand, and then patted Thirteen's shoulder and said, "We can live now because of God's favor, San'er, don't think about anything else."

After saying that, the starling walked towards a house that exuded a hot smell not far away. Thirteen stood in place, looking at the dark steamed bun in his hand, looking at the back of the starling in the distance, and suddenly picked up the steamed bun in his hand and bit it hard. Overnight steamed buns are already easy to harden, let alone made of this kind of multigrain?

After a busy day, Thirteen took out the two black steamed buns he received from the kitchen, put them in the porcelain bowl on the table, sat quietly by the window, and looked at the bright moon hanging in the air.

Thirteen didn't know when he arrived at the Blood Sword Gate, and he had the impression that only one kind uncle handed himself over to the outer deacon of the Blood Sword Gate, and left happily, and gradually Thirteen grew up, but he has been bullied by the doormen, just because he is a sword slave!

Sword slave! Thirteen punched the wall angrily, if it wasn't for Starling and Red Leaf who have been taking care of themselves all these years, maybe he wouldn't have known where he died a long time ago.

Thirteen sometimes thinks of that kind uncle, but Thirteen is full of hatred in his heart, and he wouldn't be bullied if it weren't for him. If it weren't for himself, he might have lived happily.

Thirteen doesn't remember what his original name was, he only knows that he is now a sword slave, Sword Thirteen! And the starling who left today is also a sword slave, but the starling arrived at the Blood Sword Gate earlier than Thirteen, so he was named Sword Eight. And he was the youngest among these people, and he was the last to join, so Xie Dabald directly called himself thirteen. Under Xie Da's bald head, there were a total of twenty people, thirteen sword slaves, and seven servants. Maybe it's because of the connection between common diseases, Jian Ba takes special care of Thirteen, unlike other senior brothers who always have an arrogant and domineering attitude.

And Momiji, when I think of Momiji Thirteen, my heart is full of warmth, Momiji will always take care of herself like a sister, always secretly send some food to herself, and when it's cold, she will make two clothes for herself, and Thirteen is also very respectful to Momiji like a sister.

It's late at night. A chill hit, and Thirteen couldn't help but wake up from his memories with a shiver, looking at the deep eleven notches on the wall, Thirteen knew that he had been in the Blood Sword Gate for a full eleven years.

"Eleven years, eleven years," Thirteen muttered as he looked at the notch on the wall.

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