My name is Ye Qinghan, and I’m a swordsman.
It is said that on the day I was born, purple air came from the east and rosy clouds covered the sky. The elders of my clan said that I would become the best swordsman in the world of cultivation in the future.
If I hadn’t met Ye Qiao, I would have almost believed it.
At that time, the Ye family's status was not secure and other families were eyeing us covetously. I have been the hope of the whole family since I was born.
To do this, I need to work ten times harder than other people of my age.
The disciples from the neighboring family were slacking off while I was practicing sword skills.
While they were sleeping, I was comprehending the Dharma.
They woke up and I started practicing swordplay again.
Zhou Xingyun seemed unable to bear it anymore. The young man came to the door out of nowhere, holding Duan Chen in his hand, and pressed the door with one hand, staring at me.
I know this sword.
A rare spiritual sword.
"Something?" I said briefly.
Looking at the person in front of me, he is probably about the same age as me, dressed very simply, and looks listless, with a temperament that says it's fine to be alive, but it's also okay to die.
The young boy tightened his grip on the sword and asked, "How long will you continue to practice?"
"I don't know." I answered, "My father said that the way of swordsmanship is endless and one must keep improving."
The man took a deep breath and looked around for a moment, "Then I will practice swordplay with you."
I was a little surprised.
"are you sure?"
He nodded solemnly, "Yes, practice swordplay with me."
At this moment his expression was unusually vivid.
Later, I discovered that he was indeed a genius.
Ever since I started practicing sword fighting with him, I have never practiced by myself day and night again. After each fight, I would fall asleep and fight again as soon as I woke up.
That was my only friend when I was little.
When I was ten years old, the sect was recruiting disciples, and Zhou Xingyun came to my yard early in the morning to look for me.
Then he turned his head and asked me seriously if I had decided which sect I wanted to go to.
I looked at him strangely, not understanding why he suddenly asked this question, and answered, "I haven't thought about it yet."
Zhou Xingyun gave me the most sincere advice. He said, "Ask the Sword Sect."
I didn't say anything.
So he added: "It is said that sword cultivators all discuss swordplay in that sect."
I don't know why he suddenly talks so much today.
I lowered my eyes and looked at the black sword in my hand, and slowly expressed my thoughts, "Wenjian Sect, the number one sect in the cultivation world, there should be many fellow disciples."
Zhou Xingyun raised his head slightly, his eyes still childish, and replied in a nonchalant tone, "If you want, no sect will refuse you."
"Also, let me tell you a secret." He said seriously, "It is said that whoever joins the big sect earlier will be the senior brother."
My eyes lit up.
The position of senior brother sounds very cool.
And I, Ye Qinghan!
I was born with the script of being a favored child of heaven that "there is no one like me in the world", so naturally I have to be the senior brother.
So the next day, I went straight into the Sword-Asking Sect.
I was filled with pride and joy.
That year.
It was the ten years when we were in love...
What the hell...!
He lied to me!
I thought I could get ahead of Zhou Xingyun.
As a result, he turned around and joined the Changming Sect.
When I was young, I tried to make friends for the first time, but was deceived. I made up my mind to seal my heart and lock away all love, and become a cold and ruthless swordsman.
…
I attained enlightenment at a young age, and my talent is one of the best in the world of cultivation. I once thought that I was holding the Long Aotian script of "there is no one like me in the world". From the day I held the sword, I would be the best in the world of cultivation.
Until I was twenty years old, at the age of youth and vigor, I was not only the best in kendo among the younger generation.
At the same time, she also won the title of the most beautiful woman in the world of cultivation.
She has always had a mysterious pleasure in harming me, and countless times I have been so annoyed that I wanted to crush her face with my sword.
But I have to admit that among the five boring sects, Changming Sect is a bright spot.
Specifically, they can work together to break into the dungeon and bring us out of the dungeon.
That day, Ye Qiao pulled the Moon Arrow to its full bow length and shot an arrow through the prison door.
My heart was pounding.
Do you think it was a heart-pounding feeling?
No.
I was scared.
I have been a law-abiding person since childhood, and exciting activities like prison escaping are not in my life plan at all.
I have to say, I was a good guy.
Until I met Ye Qiao.
…
My first impression of her was in the secret realm.
Yunque came to our side, which made Song Hansheng very embarrassed, but I didn’t care about Song Hansheng either.
When I was protecting Yun Que into the secret realm, Song Hansheng looked at me with some unfriendly eyes.
The chief disciple of Yueqing Sect, he is between the age of a young man and a teenager, with cold features and an extremely arrogant temperament.
Who knows this guy who looks so weak and fragile, I can kill Fu Xiu with one punch, but he dares to look at me with discrimination? ?
I looked at him for a few seconds and couldn't help frowning.
This confrontation between the two sides did not last long.
After the appearance of the female cultivator named Ye Qiao, Song Hansheng finally withdrew his discriminatory look and ordered the disciples behind him to engage in a group fight.
According to other disciples, it was because the female cultivator had cheated him of his spirit stones not long ago.
I don't quite understand what these people are playing.
Is Song Hansheng short of money?
So when I first met her, I just glanced at her casually.
He is in his teens, with calm features, a cold temperament, a bit of baby fat, and looks a little obedient when he smiles.
In conclusion,
It looks very deceptive.
When I was eighteen that year, still full of vigor and vitality, I didn’t know that the name Ye Qiao would accompany me for a long time and would continue to harm me for four whole years.
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