Chapter 1: Sword Sect Boy

The sky is blazing, and in a corner of the martial arts arena, a young figure is bare-chested, holding a worn wooden sword, slashing forward with a sword, his eyes are firm and calm, his handsome face and the bronze and sturdy body have been wet with sweat, and the sword wind is violent, setting off the dust on the ground.

The young man slashed sword by sword, without the slightest stagnation, although he was out of breath, although he trembled because of excessive physical exertion, he did not have the slightest intention of stopping, with a trace of persistence in his eyes, as if he wanted to cut through this world with a sword!

Not far from him, a figure sat cross-legged, it was an old man, the old man was dressed in a shabby cloth robe, bathing in the sun with the young man, his cloudy eyes were like an eternal abyss, hidden in endless darkness!

The old man did not look at the young man, but held a wooden wine jug, drank it by himself, and the old man's originally indifferent old face appeared with a smile, as if this wine was his only source of happiness!

"It's them again!"

On the martial arts arena, some people came one after another, these people, dressed in uniform white robes, embroidered with a silver-white sword on the left chest of the robe, they looked at the old and the young on the martial arts arena, with strange expressions, with a trace of contempt, disdain and smile in their eyes, looking at the young and the old, as if they were watching a joke!

"Day after day, year after year, I practiced this one move, and I laughed to death!"

"One dares to teach, one dares to learn, I have to say, a madman and a fool are a perfect match!"

"Hahaha, okay, let's cultivate."

“......”

They spoke loudly, deliberately wanting the young man and the old man to hear it, but the young man still waved his sword, the old man still drank, and the two of them did not change in the slightest, and ignored them!

As time went by, more and more people came here, looking at the two people in the corner of the martial arts arena, they also talked about it, but more people were dismissive.

"It's been two years, you think that guy can't really be stupid, right?"

"Shhh, say yes, don't be so loud, others have backgrounds, we don't, if Senior Sister Nuolan hears it, we will die!"

"I'm just curious why he would listen to a madman and follow him for four years!"

"I'm afraid it's crazy, after all, awakening a waste soul is unacceptable to anyone, not to mention that he is still a Shaozong figure!"

“......”

The talk came and went, and the people on the field were all ridiculed!

The young man and the old man did not pay attention to these voices, as if they had nothing to do with them!

The young man swung sword after sword, the sword wind was violent, cutting the leaves falling in the air in half, and the sharp sword wind scratches left a deep imprint on a tree not far ahead!

The old man took another sip of wine, glanced at the tree lightly, and said lightly: "That's it for today, you go back and rest for three days." After speaking, he got up, took the wine jug, and slowly left the martial arts arena with his body bent.

Although they didn't know why, they would have an inexplicable fear of the old man, especially when they accidentally looked at each other, as if they were looking at a fierce beast in the dark, which made their souls tremble!

This feeling is felt by many people, and over time, they dare not approach the old man!

The young man held the sword in both hands, looked at the trees in front of him, his eyes were calm, and then put away the wooden sword, and also followed the old man's steps and left the martial arts arena!

The men looked at the boy with contempt and disdain in their eyes, and only a few women shook their heads in pity.

"It's a pity that he was born so good-looking, but he is a waste that can't be cultivated....."

After leaving the martial arts arena, the old man and the young man parted ways, and no one spoke, as if they had never known each other!

The boy walked along the path all the way to a courtyard, and soon, he came to the courtyard, which was surrounded by greenery and surrounded by rings, like an isolated forest house, with a sense of loneliness and tranquility!

The young man opened the courtyard door, looked at the pavilion, a shadow sat in the pavilion, her face was overwhelming, under the sunshine, like a fairy, she held her cheeks with both hands, looked at the pond by the pavilion, looked at the tail fish in the pond, her eyes drooped slightly, with a wisp of melancholy in her eyes, as if she had something on her mind.

Hearing the sound of the courtyard gate, she turned her head, looked at the young man who walked into the courtyard, and asked with a smile, "Why is it so early today?" The boy closed the door, walked towards the pavilion, looked at her and said, "The time has come!" Qianying's beautiful eyes twitched, looked at the young man, and asked with deep joy, "Really?!" ”

The young man nodded calmly, looking at the clear and calm pond, the original waveless heart was also flooded with slight ripples, sharpening his sword for four years, he finally waited for this day!

"Great, Yunsheng!" Qianying's tears came out of his eyes, and he got up and hugged the young man, which made the young man stunned, he smelled Qianying's faint body fragrance, and smiled: "Sister, isn't this something that should be happy?" Don't cry! Qianying sobbed: "I'm crying because I'm happy!" ”

The young man smiled helplessly, too, he waited for four years, and his sister, why not?

The young man's name is Xiang Yunsheng, and the place where he is located is a force created by his ancestors, called Xiangya Sword Sect, the reason why it is called Xiangya is because the sect is established on Xiangya Mountain in Xiangya City, and Xiang Yunsheng is the Shaozong of this generation of Sword Sect!

As for Qianying, she is Xiang Yunsheng's sister, named Xiang Nuolan, but she is not Xiang Yunsheng's own sister, but an orphan who was picked up and raised by Xiang Yunsheng's parents!

Sister and brother have been getting along since childhood, at the age of eight, parents and grandfather mysteriously disappeared at the same time, there was no news, the two depended on each other, until now, my sister awakened a powerful life soul, and was focused on cultivating by the sect, but Xiang Yunsheng awakened a waste life soul, gradually down, no one cared, if it weren't for the great elder of the sect to override the public, otherwise he would not only be deprived of the position of the young sect, but also may be directly expelled from the sect!

"Did Crazy Grandpa say anything?" Xiang Nuolan let go of Xiang Yunsheng, wiped his tears, and asked.

Xiang Yunsheng nodded and said, "He let me rest for three days." Xiang Nuolan nodded, and his expression gradually became serious: "After three days, you must not take it lightly!" Xiang Yunsheng smiled bitterly: "Sister, I am a mortal, how dare I take it lightly!" Xiang Nuolan nodded, raised a smile and said, "Sister believes that you will be able to do it!" ”

Xiang Yunsheng smiled and did not speak.

That crazy grandfather is the old man who accompanied Xiang Yunsheng to practice swords.

Four years ago, after Xiang Yunsheng awakened the waste soul, he has been in a state of decadence, like a walking corpse, if it weren't for the crazy grandfather, I'm afraid Xiang Yunsheng is still decadent!

Xiang Nuolan looked at Xiang Yunsheng, the crazy grandfather appeared in the sect that day, no one knew where he came from, after he appeared in the sect, he also found Xiang Yunsheng for the first time, and talked secretly, she didn't know what method the crazy grandfather used, so Xiang Yunsheng swept away the haze in his heart, regained his confidence, and concentrated on practicing the sword, which lasted for four years without wavering at all!

She only knew that on that day, the wind and clouds were rolling, as if God was coming!

Xiang Yunsheng's eyes flashed, he would never forget the sword swung by the old man that day, a wooden sword, waved at will, the sword wind roared, like a hidden dragon out of the abyss, stirring the heavens and the earth!

Xiang Yunsheng's eyes swelled with firmness and expectation, and he unconsciously clenched the wooden sword in his hand.

"I'll do it!"

"No matter what, I have to do it too!"