After Qin Feng left the clan arena, he didn't go home. Instead, he went to the back of the mountain to practice his swordsmanship.
He practiced all the way until nightfall, then he picked up the Sinking Dragon Sword and went down the mountain.
When he got home, Yuqin still hadn't woken up. His father, Qin Yuan, was still like a drunkard, gulping down wine and talking nonsense.
While talking, he deliberately pretended to be stupid, staring blankly at the dark night outside the courtyard.
Because he knew that for the past three years, someone had been watching him closely in the dark.
Although he didn't know who this person was, he knew why this person had been watching him day and night.
It was for the map of the Qin family's Swords Tomb that only he knew.
Ever since Qin Feng left the Qin family and regained his freedom, Qin Yuan had wanted to tell him about the Swords Tomb and give him the map of the Swords Tomb.
However, in the end, Qin Yuan chose to wait.
He knew that it wasn't just the people watching him in the dark who wanted the map of the Swords Tomb. There were countless people who wanted the map of the Swords Tomb.
So, he had to wait for his son, Qin Feng, to have the cultivation of a Great Swordsman before giving him the map of the Swords Tomb.
If he gave the map of the Swords Tomb to Qin Feng now, he was worried that it wouldn't be a blessing to Qin Feng, but a disaster.
That was why he would continue to act like a fool, making everyone, including Qin Feng, think that he had become a drunkard who loved alcohol as much as his life.
And Qin Feng knew nothing about this.
After returning home, Qin Feng walked to his father, who was drinking wine in big mouthfuls. Looking at his father's lifeless eyes, he muttered in his heart, "Father! Don't worry, your son will definitely become a strong person. I will definitely let father hold his head high. I will definitely go to the Sword Dynasty, save mother, and let our family reunite! "
After Qin Feng brought his father back from the restaurant, he invited the number one doctor in Cangzhou City. He knew that his father didn't have the slightest external injury. Rather, it was because his father had suffered some kind of shock that he became delirious.
To cure him, the doctor had told Qin Feng that he had to pull himself together first.
"Father! Don't worry, your son will definitely cheer you up! "
After saying this, Chu Qianyun walked to Yuqin's side. Her face was filled with sorrow. She thought to herself, "Yuqin! I believe that you will wake up. You will! "
The external injuries on Yuqin's body had almost recovered. The reason why she had not woken up yet was that the doctor said she had suffered a heavy blow on her head and there was blood clot inside. As long as the blood clot dispersed, she would wake up. Otherwise, she would sleep forever with her breathing and heartbeat.
"August 1st, tomorrow is August 1st!"
Qin Feng had been silently counting the days. August 30th was Cangzhou City's triennial Cangzhou Sword Conference. August 3rd was the seven-day appointment between him and Qin Wu.
Qin Feng had just silently said to himself that August 1st was the day when Cangzhou City's Sacred Sword Pool was opened to Cangzhou City's swordsmen. It was called Sword Cleansing Day.
It was also a test to determine whether a swordsman was qualified to participate in the Cangzhou Sword Conference.
"Tomorrow! I will go to the Sacred Sword Pool to cleanse my swords. I will show those who look down on me, Qin Feng, that I am no longer a Sword Slave. I have the qualifications to enter the Sacred Sword Pool to cleanse my swords. I will also tell them that I, Qin Feng, have the qualifications to participate in the Cangzhou Sword Conference. "
Qin Feng's eyes were like bright lanterns. He was full of anticipation for entering the Sacred Sword Pool to cleanse his swords tomorrow.
The next day, early in the morning, Qin Feng carried the Sinking Dragon Sword and set off for the Sacred Sword Pool to participate in the sword cleansing.
The Sacred Sword Pool was located at the peak of Cangzhou City's Sacred Sword Mountain.
It was said that when Cangzhou City was built, it was left behind by the ancestors of the Sword Dao. It was said that the water in the Sacred Sword Pool was the same temperature all year round. The surface of the pool was filled with bubbles and was covered by a layer of white smoke. It looked like a mirror amidst the smoke.
The sword cleansing could determine whether a swordsman had the qualifications to participate in the Cangzhou Sword Conference. It meant that any swordsman who participated in the Cangzhou Sword Conference had to be a fourth-grade swordsman or above.
And this test to determine whether a swordsman was a fourth-grade swordsman or not would be reflected in the Sacred Water Pool.
Every swordsman who participated in the sword cleansing had to fuse the sword qi they cultivated into their longsword and place it in the Sacred Water Pool for half an incense stick of time. Only then could they prove that they were a fourth-grade swordsman. Otherwise, they would be removed from the Sacred Sword Pool and lose the qualifications to participate in the Cangzhou Sword Conference.
Next to the Sacred Water Pool, there was a Sacred Sword Stele that was as old as the Sacred Water Pool.
The Sacred Sword Stele and the Sacred Water Pool had a mystical relationship. The people of Cangzhou City wanted to know the mysteries behind them for several lifetimes, but they knew nothing.
Any swordsman who had their sword cleansed in the Sacred Water Pool did not need to light incense to calculate the time. The Sacred Sword Stele would record and display the time freely after placing the longsword in the Sacred Water Pool.
Moreover, anyone who had reached the fourth-grade swordsman cultivation after their sword cleansing in the Sacred Water Pool would appear and be recorded on the Sacred Sword Stele, becoming the final name list to participate in the Cangzhou Sword Conference.
In a Cangzhou City where martial arts were respected and the Sword Dao was the most important, the Cangzhou Sword Conference was simply the farthest and highest dream of cultivating the Sword Dao in their entire lives for the disciples who cultivated the Sword Dao in Cangzhou City.
It was also the holy land that they had been pursuing the Sword Dao for their entire lives.
At this point, on the first day of the eighth month, countless swordsmen appeared in Cangzhou City. They carried their swords and rushed to the Sacred Sword Pool.
"Stop! Come back here! "
At the entrance of the Sacred Sword Mountain, two Cangzhou City guards who guarded the Sacred Sword Pool shouted angrily at Qin Feng, who had just stepped into the Sacred Sword Mountain.
After shouting angrily, they stood in front of Qin Feng and blocked his way.
The guards who guarded the Sacred Mountain in Cangzhou City were the same as the Sword Conference in Cangzhou City. They were also held once every three years.
The guards who guarded the Sacred Mountain came from the four great clans of Cangzhou City.
They rotated every three years, and during these three years, they were not allowed to take half a step out of the Sacred Mountain.
The two guards who had just shouted at Qin Feng were the disciples of the Jiang Clan that had been rotated three years ago.
The two Jiang Clan disciples had not left the Sacred Mountain for three years, so they naturally did not know what had happened in Cangzhou City in the past half a month.
They did not know that Qin Feng had rushed out of the Qin family's Sword Testing Day and regained his freedom.
They did not know that Qin Feng had killed and defeated a fourth grade Sword Master. They did not know that the war drums that came from the Cangzhou City's clan arena yesterday was Qin Feng defeating the fourth grade Sword Master Chen Chong, who was favored by the Chen family, in one move.
As for Qin Feng's change, he possessed the Sunken Dragon Sword Emperor's Sunken Dragon Sword Soul, so it was even more impossible for them to know.
In their hearts, they only knew that three years ago, when Qin Feng used sword qi to control the Sunken Dragon Sword, he fell from the Sword Discourse Arena in Cangzhou City and lost his sword soul, becoming a lifelong Sword Slave of the Qin family.
Only then did they dare to shout at Qin Feng like this with disdain in their eyes.
The two Jiang Clan disciples sized up Qin Feng with disdain. A cold light flashed in one of the disciples' eyes as he mocked, "Isn't this the Great Sword Master that shook our Cangzhou City, Qin Feng, Young Master Qin? What wind blew you here today?! "
"Bah!"
The other disciple shouted angrily as he glared at Qin Feng and scolded, "Great Sword Master, Young Master! Qin Feng doesn't deserve it. In my next life, or even the life after that, Qin Feng doesn't have the qualifications. "
"Hmph! Qin Feng, do you know where this place is? "
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