Become a God with Swords
Iron and Blood World
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Chapter 1 Qin Feng
Cangzhou City, Qin family.
"I will not accept my fate. Fate is the excuse of the weak, and luck is the humble words of the strong. One day, I, Qin Feng, will definitely make you look at me with new eyes!" Qin Feng clenched his fists tightly, full of desire for the strong.
However, the strong was originally only one step away from Qin Feng. He was born with a natural Sword Soul. At the age of three, he could recognize swords. At the age of six, he could understand swords. At the age of thirteen, he had learned the Art of Sword Reining and became the youngest and most promising Great Sword Master in the entire Cangzhou City.
However, just three years ago, such a recognized genius of swordsmanship by the Qin family had an accident when he used the Art of Sword Reining in the Cangzhou City Sword Conference. He fell from the seven-foot high platform and lost his Sword Soul. From then on, he became the lowliest Sword Slave in the Qin family.
Until half a month ago, when he was brought out of his prison cell by the Qin Clan as usual and brought to the sword training field. He was beaten up by the eldest son of the Qin Clan's current Clan Head, Qin Wu. Originally, he was beaten to the point of fainting, but who would have thought that after he was dragged into the prison cell, his body would undergo an unexpected change.
The drowsy Qin Feng felt as if he had entered a void.
When he was surprised by the void in front of him and was ready to use his wounded hands to prop himself up from the ground.
His destroyed Dantian suddenly exploded. A three-foot rusted sword magically flew out of the Dantian and floated in front of him.
"Isn't this the broken sword that caused me to lose my Sword Soul and become a Sword Slave? How did it get into my Dantian? Is this its Sword Soul? "
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Just as Qin Feng was exclaiming at the sudden scene in front of him, the rusty broken sword in front of him let out an earth-shattering Jianming sound and soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a white dragon that circled above his head and let out dragon roars.
"Dragon Sinking Sword! Isn't this the legendary Sinking Dragon Sword Emperor's sword? "
Three years ago, Qin Feng had become a first-grade Great Swordsman. He had read about the legends of the Sunken Dragon Sword and the Sunken Dragon Sword Emperor in the Sword Dao history of the Divine Sword Continent.
Legend has it that when the founder of the Sword Dao created the Sword Dao, he suddenly saw a white dragon descending from the sky and circling above his head while he was sleeping.
In his dream, after the white dragon circled above his head for a while, it suddenly turned into a sword and pierced into his Dantian, destroying his lifelong cultivation.
Originally, he thought it was just a dream. However, when he woke up the next morning and practiced his sword arts as usual, he realized that everything in his dream had become reality. He no longer had the strength to truss a chicken and couldn't even hold a sword steadily.
From then on, he was schemed against and humiliated by his fellow disciples. From the dignified founder of the Sword Dao, he was reduced to the lowliest Sword Slave in the Heavenly Sword Continent.
Sword Slave was the slave of the sword practitioners in the Heavenly Sword Continent. Not to mention their dignity and face, even their right to live was controlled by others. Their status was shameful to everyone.
After being treated as a Sword Slave, the founder of the Sword Dao was humiliated and beaten up. One night, his body underwent a miraculous change. Suddenly, an object flew out from his destroyed Dantian. It was the broken sword he saw in his dream at first, then it miraculously turned into a white dragon.
From then on, the founder of the Sword Dao rose against the trend. He refined the Dragon Sinking Sword and became a Sword Emperor.
Xiu Xiu!
In the blink of an eye, the white dragon circling above Qin Feng's head turned into a broken sword after a dragon's roar. It was enveloped by a white light and mysteriously returned to his Dantian.
It was also at this moment that the drowsy Qin Feng woke up. Everything that had just happened flashed before his eyes. He hurriedly looked at his Dantian. Outside of his Dantian, there was no damage at all.
"Could it be that the legend is true? My experience is exactly the same as the Dragon Sinking Sword Emperor's? Could it be that one day, I can also refine the Dragon Sinking Sword and become a Sword Emperor?"
Qin Feng couldn't wait to verify whether all of this was true or not. He quickly sat down and put his palms together, entering a state of cultivation. When he felt that his Dantian was no longer as calm as it was three years ago after he lost his Sword Soul, he jumped up in excitement and continuously cried out, "It's true! It's true! That legend is true! I really have the Dragon Sinking Sword Emperor's Sword Soul!"
Qin Feng, who had become a Great Swordmaster three years ago, could naturally feel the difference between a swordsman with and without a Sword Soul and the Dantian.
Three years ago, when Qin Feng had a one star Sword Soul, he felt that his Dantian was like a clear stream. It had the feeling of spring water continuously flowing into his Dantian. After he fell from the Sword Contest Arena and lost his Sword Soul, his Dantian was like a pool of stagnant water without any signs of life.
But now, when he experienced everything in the void and sat down to meditate, he felt that his Dantian was no longer a pool of stagnant water, nor was it a flowing stream. He felt that it was like a vast and boundless ocean with rolling waves that stretched as far as the eye could see.
Any cultivator would know that a cultivator's cultivation potential and how far they could go were closely related to the size of their Dantian.
For cultivators, the Dantian was like a Qi storage. The strength of a cultivator's cultivation depended on how much Qi they had.
In other words, the size and depth of a cultivator's Dantian could determine the strength of a cultivator's cultivation.
Thinking about how he had a Dantian that was as deep as the sea, thinking about how he was like the Sword Dao Ancestor, having his Sword Soul destroyed, being trained as a Sword Slave, and having the Sinking Dragon Sword appear in his Dantian, Qin Feng was extremely excited.
"But the cultivation of the Sinking Dragon Sword Emperor is too far away from my current strength. It's like a dream. Now, I'll rely on this Godly Sword to return to the Sword Dao and train to become a Sword Master. That's the most important thing right now."
After Qin Feng made up his mind, a cold light flashed in his eyes as he muttered to himself, "Qin Ming, Qin Wu, and all the other Qin family members who look down on me, when I become a Grade 1 Sword Master, I want you all to become my, Qin Feng's, Sword Slave."
In the following days, Qin Feng hid it from everyone and secretly trained in the Sword Dao.
In just five days, or more accurately, five nights. During the day, Qin Feng would be beaten up by the Qin family members as a Sword Slave. Thus, he could only cultivate at night.
After two more nights, Qin Feng would complete a minor circulation. Qin Feng, who had lost his Sword Soul, would once again become a Swordsman and train in the Sword Dao.
After becoming a Swordsman, six more minor circulations would be a major circulation. In other words, in 49 days, Qin Feng would be able to break through the cultivation of a Swordsman and become a Sword Master.
Once he became a Sword Master, he would only need to cultivate another major circulation to become a Great Sword Master. Moreover, he would be a Great Sword Master with the Sinking Dragon Sword Emperor's Sword Soul.
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