In the ninth year of the Qin Dynasty, it snowed in winter.
The world is covered with snow and ice.
An earth-shattering sound of cracking silk suddenly exploded over the Qinling Mountains, shaking the sky for a long time!
When the thousands of dormant creatures in the Qinling Mountains struggled to come to their senses, they saw a huge black crack, inserted upside down in the Qinling Mountains as if connecting the sky and the earth!
At the same time, a stream of light cyan energy visible to the naked eye gushes out from the dark cracks and quickly turns into a ring-shaped energy tide that sweeps towards the Qinling Mountains in all directions.
The creatures around the shocking crack were horrified, but before they could take any action, the surging cyan energy tide was suddenly retracted by an even more powerful suction force and forced back into the black crack.
The cyan energy tide can be said to come and disappear quickly. Just when these creatures were still in shock, a powerful suction force suddenly acted on them, causing them to fly involuntarily towards the dark cracks at extremely high speeds!
At this time, even some spiritual beings could not escape from this terrifying suction. They all couldn't help themselves, and were swallowed up by the dark space cracks in the blink of an eye.
When the creatures around the shocking crack disappeared, the strange celestial phenomenon over the Qinling Mountains spread far and wide, immediately attracting the attention of the world's martial arts masters!
The entire Great Qin world was boiling in an instant!
In some deep mansions, famous mountains and rivers, or mysterious ancient places, old voices murmured one after another.
"This is……"
"Where is the Qinling Mountains?"
"The leader of dragon veins in the world is the one from Qinling!"
"There is a commotion in the Qinling direction. Is something big going to happen?"
"I wasted my time, hundreds of years have passed with a snap of my fingers. If I am awakened at this time, could it be that the door will open again that day?!"
"Kunlun Divine Land, the legendary door to ascension!"
"Haha! Qinling, I'm here too!"
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The entire Qin Dynasty suddenly became turbulent again, and the situation was as thrilling as when Qin destroyed the six kingdoms.
Countless warriors from all over the world have set foot in the rivers and lakes, and they are all flocking towards the Qinling Mountains.
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Everyone says that Shushan deserves to be the top of the 100,000 mountains in the southwest.
All monks know that if there are thousands of famous sword hiding places in the world, the Shushan Sword Tomb deserves its reputation.
For more than a thousand years, Shushan Sword Tomb has been unique in the world for its swordsmanship, and it has the potential to be the leader in the world's cultivation sect.
As the world's warriors take action upon hearing the news, the Shushan Sword Tomb, which has always been mysterious, also takes action this time.
"clang!"
"Cang! Cang!"
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
A series of majestic bells resounded throughout the entire Shushan territory, and then spread to the surrounding hundreds of thousands of mountains.
The sound of the Shushan Sword Bell is like a summons, quickly awakening the sword cultivators in the mountains who are practicing hard one by one.
A few breaths later, nearly a hundred sword cultivator disciples walked out of the Qianxiu place, either carrying their swords, holding their swords, or holding their swords, all aiming at the location of the sword tomb.
The Shushan Sword Tomb is hidden deep in the mountains and dense forests, in a mysterious valley.
The sword energy and spiritual energy in the valley are lingering all year round, and the tomb is shrouded by a large protective formation, making it impossible for ordinary people to detect it, let alone peek at its true face.
The Shushan Sword Tomb can be called a holy place that sword cultivators all over the world aspire to. The head of the Sword Tomb is personally in charge all year round, and secretly there are four Supreme Elders who work together to guard the surrounding areas.
There is only one way out of the Sword Tomb, and its leader's hall is located here.
At this moment, in front of the master's hall, the current master of the Shushan Sword Tomb, Jian Qihuang, was standing with his hands behind his back.
His eyes were staring at the distant sky, and there was an aura of unpredictability, calmness and authority emanating from his whole body.
At the same time, an old man in gray clothes and gray hair was lying on the edge of the steps of the main hall, looking up at the sky with his legs crossed.
The old man's face was rosy and he looked extremely wealthy. But he was unkempt, and his clothes were so ragged that he looked like a beggar.
The old man felt good about himself at this time, and he kept teasing his head brother whether he was having a good time or not.
"Senior brother, you are quite majestic standing like this, but I don't know if you are tired?"
The Seven Emperors of Swords looked calm, Quan pretended not to hear.
"Senior brother, is he expected to ascend in the next year?"
The Seventh Sword Emperor shook his head solemnly and did not answer.
"Senior brother, have you broken through to the end of the eighth realm?"
The Seventh Sword Emperor's face twitched and he shook his head slightly again.
"Well, even a talented and intelligent person like you has not broken through to that level, so how on earth did a dull person like me do it?
well! This practice is really inexplicable and completely inconsistent with common sense and logic! "
The Seven Emperors of Swords had already had black lines in his head when he heard this. If he hadn't known that he really might not be able to defeat the opponent, he would have kicked this bastard to the edge of the sky, so that this guy would not be an eyesore and disgusting person.
"Senior brother, you promised to find a good apprentice for me to pass on my mantle, but where is he?"
The Seventh Sword Emperor's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He suppressed the emotions of grief and anger in his heart and directly spoke.
"I order this disciple to ring the sword bell. Originally, three rings are enough.
You have to rely on your old age in front of the juniors and compete to get your hands on it, that's all.
However, you knocked six times at once and recruited all the disciples from the Shushan Sword Tomb in the past hundred years!
If I hadn't stopped you in time, would you have wanted to recruit the other three generations of elders back? !
snort! It is not impossible to pass on the mantle to others.
I simply grant your wish and promise you to find someone among these six generations of disciples! "
The old man automatically ignored the scolding of the head brother, and then grasped the key points of the words.
"Choose randomly? Does that mean the disciples you taught are no exception?"
I saw that the Seven Emperors of Swords had returned to a calm and gentle state, neither confirming nor denying.
"Senior brother, as the saying goes, a gentleman does not take what others like, isn't that good?"
Before the Seven Emperors of Swords could respond, the old man had already nodded and asked himself questions.
"They are all disciples of Shushan Sword Tomb. For the sake of the sect's inheritance, why should we separate ourselves?!
Well, who is the man who is known as the first sword immortal in the Qin Dynasty? Who taught him his disciple?
Well, no matter whose disciple he is, I can still pass on the mantle now! "
The Seven Emperors of Swords couldn't help but froze when he heard this, and then struggled to squeeze out four words from between his teeth.
"brazen!"
The old man in gray clothes who had taken advantage just lay on the ground and had fun. He didn't care about the boring gourd like the head brother, and occasionally vented his inner emotions.
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light flashed in the distant sky!
The Seven Emperors of Swords and the old man in gray felt something in their hearts, and they both raised their eyes to look into the sky.
"he came!"
"The rumored number one swordsman in Great Qin is truly extraordinary!
Just by relying on the skill of flying with a sword, he can surpass the other disciples by thousands of miles! "
A golden stream of light penetrated thousands of flowing clouds and came straight to the steps of the head hall.
After a few breaths, the golden stream of light transformed into a handsome and tall young man carrying a sword, standing majestically on the steps of the main hall.
At this time, the young man in white quickly controlled the energy flowing out of his body, then knelt down on one knee and bowed respectfully.
"Disciple Rong Yi, pay homage to Master!"
"Disciple Rong Yi, I have met my junior uncle!"
The Seventh Sword Emperor stroked his beard and smiled. He was quite satisfied with the proud disciple in front of him.
I recall the time when the infant Rong Yi wandered alone in the wilderness. He found it when he returned from his travels, and then brought it back to the Shushan Sword Tomb.
Rong Yi became his disciple and began to practice swordsmanship.
This son is not only talented and intelligent, but also has extremely high understanding. Coupled with his careful teaching and the efforts of the top management of Jianzhong, his cultivation speed is terrifying.
The body refining state was perfected at about five years old!
Breaking through the Qi Refining Realm at the age of seven!
Cultivation into the Yuanling realm at the age of eight!
Condensing the True Gang Realm at the age of ten!
Entering the innate realm at the age of twelve!
At the age of fourteen, he has reached the realm of kings!
What's even more exaggerated is that Rong Yi actually relied on his great wisdom and perseverance to successfully master one of the secret arts inherited from the Shushan Sword Tomb - sword control!
After he mastered the secret technique, his true combat power skyrocketed, and it could no longer be measured by normal king-level monks.
This matter has already spread throughout the world, and this is how he got his title as the first swordsman in the Qin Dynasty!
Now, this kid has spent several years practicing hard, and even he doesn't know the opponent's true combat power and what level he has reached.
Just as the Seventh Emperor of Swords was about to say something to greet his beloved disciple, the old man in gray clothes beside him couldn't wait to shout.
"Well, you are such a good boy!
At such a young age, he actually has such a level of cultivation. He is hundreds of times stronger than my uncle, me, and your master back then! "
Hearing this, Rong Yi couldn't help but look sideways at the old man in gray. What does this young uncle, who has always been unreliable, mean today?
It's just that he deliberately belittled himself, so why did he have to use Master as his back?
"Young master uncle, what you said is wrong. The disciple's meager cultivation today is all due to the master's careful training and cultivation.
How dare I, the disciple, compare myself to the master, his old man, and you, my little master uncle? "
The old man in gray waved his hand nonchalantly, then jumped up. He ran to Rong Yi and said with a smile.
"You bastard, stop calling me "junior uncle", it's too offensive!
In order to fulfill his promise back then, your master has allowed me to accept you as a closed disciple.
Ha ha! Congratulations, you will learn all my real skills next! "
Rong Yi couldn't help but be speechless. He raised his eyes and looked at the Seven Sword Emperors. The meaning was self-evident.
The Seventh Sword Emperor pretended to be calm, then nodded with a smile.
"About this matter, your junior uncle is not talking nonsense, my master has indeed given his permission.
Although you are talented and have good cultivation, your junior uncle is also very capable.
Nowadays, the situation in the world is unpredictable, and it would be a good thing if you can acquire more skills to help you. "
Rong Yi had some own judgment in his mind as to whether the young uncle in front of him was really capable. Since the master has agreed, he will naturally not object.
"Rong Yi pays homage to the master!"
The old man in gray clothes first accepted Rongyi's apprenticeship ceremony calmly, and then helped him up with a smile on his face.
"Haha! Good disciple, no courtesy!"
The Seventh Emperor of Swords on the side really didn’t want to be disgusted by the old man in gray anymore, so he spoke at the right time.
"The master-disciple relationship between you two will be gradually cultivated in the future. Let's get down to business first!"
Hearing the head brother mention business, the always unreliable old man in gray also calmed down, he patted his chest and said bluntly.
"Senior Brother, just because you are willing to give up my love today and give me such an outstanding apprentice, if you have anything to do, just ask me, Junior Brother, I promise to go through fire and water for you, no matter what!"
The Seventh Sword Emperor raised his hand to stop the old man in gray clothes from being impassioned, and said with a solemn expression.
"Junior Brother, this movement in the Qinling Mountains is extraordinary! It is of great importance, and Senior Brother wants you to go there in person.
In addition, you can randomly select ten elites from among the six generations of disciples to accompany you to deliver the message. "
After hearing this, the old man in gray clothes thought for a while, then he waved his hand and pointed at Rong Yi beside him and said with a smile.
"Haha! I have someone who looks like a swordsman accompanying me, so why should I choose ten elite disciples to be a burden?
I took him to the Qinling Mountains alone, so that I could test his skills, and secondly, it would be easier for me to get information. "
The Seventh Emperor of Swords frowned slightly. He knew the temperament of this junior brother well, so he had to make appropriate concessions.
"In this case, I will send another ten elite disciples to form a separate team. Then I will only need to look after them secretly."
Although the old man in gray clothes was full of reluctance, he finally nodded and agreed due to the kindness of the head brother.
