This was once a continent of God-seeking.

Tianyun Dao gives birth to one, one life to two, two to three, and three to all things upper, middle, and below are three talents, and heaven, earth, and people have one together. Tao gives birth to two qi, qi gives birth to three talents, and three talents give birth to five elements. Among all things, the most spiritual and noble person is also human. But man also, poor in the principle of all things, in his own nature, exhaust his reason, so that life, all life, life in harmony with the Tao, should be strengthened with heaven and earth, and for a long time.

No matter the emperor Bai Ding, no matter whether the noble or the low, no one wants to have immortality, and no one wants to pursue the realm of God.

However, all this, destroyed in tens of thousands of years of catastrophe in heaven and earth, under the guidance of the cult, countless demons poured out from the other world, the righteous people on the continent, had to raise their swords to meet each other, but in the end they were defeated, when the darkness slowly enveloped the continent, there was finally a faint morning light, piercing the darkness.

The white-robed old man, holding a cyan sword that exudes a slight chill, suspended in the air, and opposite him was an old man dressed in dark brown, with a blood-red black pupil emerging behind him, and blood was constantly dripping outward from his pupils, and the two of them floated quietly in the air, both with their eyes closed, no matter the people or demons shuttling back and forth around them, the two still closed their eyes to each other, not disturbed by this ordinary thing at all.

Suddenly, the white-robed old man's eyes opened suddenly, the sword in his hand waved slightly, and a huge sword broke through the air, the ancient lines on it were exactly the same as the sword in the old man's hand, the giant sword followed the old man's hem, and slowly cut down, the speed of the giant sword was very slow, but there was a feeling that he couldn't dodge, when the giant sword was about to cut down to the brown old man, his eyes had also opened, followed by the bright red pupils behind him, quickly condensed a giant door out of thin air, the black giant door was pitch black, the terrifying black, as if it should not belong to this world, slowly poked out of it A giant hand, five fingers are clearly distinguishable, reaching out of the hellish gate, grabbed at the greatsword that slashed down. The two touched, the space seemed to crack, mirror-like fragments fell, the giant sword was clenched by the giant hand, cracked into a lot of pieces, the giant hand spurted terrifying black blood under the slash of the giant sword, and the two slowly disappeared, leaving only the broken space, emitting this gravitational force outward, sucking away the objects in front of the crack.

The white-robed old man covered his chest, a stream of blood flowed out of his mouth, he threw the sword up, the cyan sword quickly surrounded him, his hands kept changing the ancient Indian style, silently chanting something in the air, and then a thunderbolt broke out of the black clouds, hitting the sword that lingered around him, the sword contained more and more thunder, from time to time there were overflowing sparks, the cyan sword blade had been covered by the dark blue thunder, the white-robed old man's changing hand suddenly stopped, and then his hands into palms, holding the sword suspended in front of him, without hesitation, stabbed the sword into his body, penetrating out, at the moment when everyone was amazedThe blood dripping from the white-robed old man turned into light, and they all converged to the tip of the sword, and the thunder and lightning that broke through the air were attached to the tip of the sword at the same time, the old man pulled out the sword suddenly, and walked towards the brown old man in an instant, the black pupils behind the old man were twisted on the path of the white-robed old man, and a ghostly purple luster appeared in the pupils, and some of the space was shattered by a certain force, and a rotating purple light quickly gathered, colliding with the oncoming thunder blade, and it was gorgeous in an instant.

No one knows what happened after this, tens of thousands of years later, many sects that were once dominant have fallen lonely, until no one knows, some of those who escaped by luck have long since disappeared from the dragon, and the internal qi on the continent has become a sharp weapon for people to enter the officialdom, and those who cultivate the god and hold the sword have become the founders of the empire. The entire continent was turned into three pieces, with the Qin Empire in the center, the An Kingdom on the left, and the Yan Dynasty in the rear

"Ahh The man sat back on the bed, opened the window next to the bed, poked his head out and looked out the window, and then quickly retracted his head, with the faint candlelight, he wiped his hands on his clothes, slowly deepened his hands, lifted his worn-out pillow, trembled, and looked straight under his pillow, it was a gold ingot, gold shining gold, the light was brighter than the candle on the side, and the man twisted his thighs vigorouslyThe pain that came from him made him excited, and he trembled with excitement, and gently stroked the ingot of gold. In the Qin Empire, a general of the Praetorian Guard, a year's income is only two or three hundred taels of silver, and his ingot of gold is worth thousands of taels of silver, with this ingot of gold, he can live the life of a luxurious rich and noble lord, when the time comes, the wives and concubines are in groups, hugging left and right, and there is no longer a need to live this day of oppression by the landlord every day, the man's heart is planning his future life, in the lonely thatched house in the wind, there are bursts of men's laughter.

Suddenly, there was a sound outside the door, the man hurriedly stuffed the gold under his bed, listened to the sound quietly, sure enough, there was the sound of a branch being trampled, the man was afraid to pick up a machete for chopping wood next to the table, settled down, held the knife tightly in front of his chest, and slowly walked out of the door, just the moment he walked to the door, the sound suddenly disappeared, the man looked back at the bed board where the gold was hidden, and then opened the wooden door with a shudder, the sound of the wooden door rubbing against the ground sounded, the man hurriedly closed his eyes and chopped in front of him with a wood knife, until his hand was sore, he stopped, and his eyes slowly opened, There was nothing terrible about the situation, the man exhaled a long breath, cursed a few words of self-deprecation, closed the door, turned around, a silver-like thing, reflecting the moonlight through the window, a cold sword pointed at the man's chest, and even more surprised that the sword actually stood out of thin air, the man was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground, the firewood knife in his hand had already been thrown aside by himself, the man folded his hands, begging for forgiveness from the gods of the sword, and a cold voice sounded, "The wooden box was taken!" I don't know where the sound came from, resounding throughout the thatched house, the man shook his head sweaty, indicating that he didn't know what the other party was talking about, the sword floating in front of the man slowly stabbed forward, the man crawled towards the door in panic, only to find that the door could not be opened at all, he had to lean against the door, both hands blocked the sword piercing, the sword stabbed unhurriedly, stabbed into the man's hands, pierced the skin on the chest, the man hurriedly shouted:" O man of God, I said, I said, the wooden box was taken by a group of soldiers a few days ago. Hearing this, the depth of the sword stopped, and then the cold voice sounded again, "What soldier took it, and where did it go?" The man looked at his bloody hands and endured severe pain, "The money they gave me is common to the Qin State, it should be the soldiers of the Qin State, they went to Yuming City, the gods I know have said, you have to let me go, me." It's just a flat-headed grass farmer, and he hasn't done anything. Spare me, spare me. The man kept begging for mercy from the suspended sword, and the yellow liquid slowly flowed from his crotch, and the whole room was filled with a foul smell. The sword spirit seemed to have gotten the information he wanted, and suddenly disappeared, leaving the man who collapsed on the ground, undecided. The man began to sob, and then, crying, sighing that he was glad to have regained his life, he slowly stood up, looked at the bloody hands in his hands, the sharp pain hit instantly, stimulating the man's brain, the man's face instantly began to twitch, he endured the severe pain, turned out the hidden gold, turned around and rushed out the door, and ran into the distance. The man looked behind him while running, and when his thatched house disappeared from view, he stopped, lying on the ground tired, gasping for breath, and after a while, he picked up the gold in his hand, regardless of the blood that flowed down, and admired the gold with joy, his face distorted by pain, showing a miserable smile, fortunately, the wealth was still there, the man lay on the ground, staring at the gold, and dreaming of a rich descendant. Suddenly, his bleeding hands stopped bleeding, and before he had time to rejoice in it, the wound on his hand flashed a strange black purple, and a cold feeling came from his hand, and he looked at the wound, the wound was very deep, and he could see deep white bones, and in his bones, a little strange color was slowly revealed, it was a ghostly flame! He threw down the gold in horror, turned over and sat up, anxiously watching the flames in the wound burn more and more, he looked around, there was this wave of light not far away, it was a river, he hurried over as if he saw a savior, he didn't have time to take off his coat, he hurriedly jumped into the water, he stayed in the river for a while, but when he looked down, the flames in the wound were getting bigger and bigger, he couldn't say a word in fright, he had to stare at the dark purple flame in his hand, more and more vigorous, more and more vigorous, and then, covering his whole body

The dawn of dawn gradually crossed the sky, passed through the secluded sky, and descended on such a world, and the dusty ancient sword fell into the world again, all in a dream.