Sword Case

The bright moonlight shone on the earth, giving this quiet little town a layer of silver armor.

At this time, Sun Bing also dawdled to his own residence, this place is quite secluded, in the entire Sun family is considered quite remote place, if not for the bright moonlight, can not even see the way back.

Driving the body that was strewn with pain, Sun Bing carefully sat down, then took out the bruise medicine and skillfully rubbed the medicine on himself, not long after the dilapidated small house was filled with a pungent medicinal odor that was very unpleasant.

Because the pain on the body is too intense, Sun Bing for a while is also difficult to sleep, can not help but let out a long sigh, this time of the month is his most tormented days, but the night is thick, but also for a while there is nothing to do.

For a long time, after carefully checking around without any outsiders, Sun Bing carefully took out an object from a hidden compartment under the bed.

The appearance of this item looks like a box, but only the size of a thumb, the body of the black incomparable, as if hiding countless mysteries, looking at this small box in front of him, for a time Sun Bing could not help but freeze.

Sun Bing has a secret in his heart that no one knows: he was not a person in this world, once an orphan on Earth, only because of a traveling process, obtained this one miniature box, the accident happened.

Just like that, he traveled to another world, a world where martial arts is respected, where the strong can do whatever they want, where there are no laws and regulations, and where everything can only rely on one's own strength to speak.

Originally crossed into this world, Sun Bing is still quite excited, fantasizing that he is like the protagonist in the novels, cultivation and become stronger, and then holding three feet of green peaks to fight the sword to the end of the world, or to find a confidant, accompanied by the rivers and lakes.

But the reality soon broke his beautiful fantasy for the future, because he was born with a weak body, can not withstand the pain of cultivation, if it is forced to go on, the end result is the collapse of the flesh, that is to say, a lifetime can only look up to those who are high in the cultivator.

If this is the case there is no harm, after all, he has not enjoyed the taste of cultivation, from now on to be an ordinary person is not bad.

What's more, his father is the Sun family's guest elder, powerful, as long as Sun Bing himself does not die, in the town of falling clouds can also be a rich young master, a peaceful life.

But then came the bad news, his father because of a family declared war, but fell, so, Sun Bing became an orphan, and finally or the head of the family on the basis of his father's hard work and high degree, accept Sun Bing as a volunteer son, which is barely living in the large Sun family.

Even so, Sun Bing's life was quite unsatisfactory, because that righteous father never visited Sun Bing again except for the first day after meeting him, and this kind of uncaring attitude made other people subtle to Sun Bing as well.

Putting aside the identity of the righteous son, in the end, Sun Bing is just a son of the guest secretary, and the Sun family branch of the lineage between the blood lineage connection, in general, is an outsider, if the father is still there, then in the way of the strength, others do not dare to say anything more.

But as the saying goes, his father has been killed in battle, which means there is no one to back him up, coupled with Sun Bing has no cultivation qualifications, gradually, the first line began to look down on him, and then the side line looked down on him, and finally evolved into even the family slaves are able to step on him to get out of the air.

Living so far, it could be said that Sun Bing was the bottom of the Sun Family.

A whole decade of sharpening had made Sun Bing's will become incomparably strong, especially for the desire to become stronger than anyone else, only to be reduced to an invalid because of his inability to cultivate.

Through these years of understanding, Sun Bing had already made it roughly clear that the earth under his feet was called the Divine Continent, and its area was boundless, with countless strong people emerging, and even ordinary people had a life expectancy of 150 years in the absence of illness or disaster.

The cultivators are even more transcendent, as long as you are able to cultivate, you are superior, the realm of cultivation is divided into:

Cultivation realm is divided into: Body Tempering, Qi Practicing, Degeneration, and Mortal Transformation.

Further up, Sun Bing himself didn't know anymore, because not only had he never seen it, even the strongest person in the entire Falling Clouds Township had only just broken through Qi Practicing and reached Transmutation.

But even a person with a body quenching layer is several times stronger than an ordinary person, for example, Sun Yang who violently beats Sun Bing every month is in the realm of body quenching triple, not to mention a Sun Bing, even if ten of them come together, they can't beat Sun Yang, which is also why he is holding back.

Even though Sun Bing did not give up, but for so many years, in order to become stronger, he rehearsed the basic sword technique day in and day out, even if he had to rest for a while every time he practiced it, until now ten years had passed, it did not help at all, he was still the same waste that everyone could bully.

The moment he thought of the word "waste", the corner of Sun Bing's mouth couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile: ''Could it be that he will really be like this for the rest of his life? Since this is the case, then why did you let me cross over."

When he said the latter sentence, Sun Bing's face was even a bit grim, others were at the very least a fallen genius, while he had been a waste from the beginning to the end, not enjoying a single day of good treatment, and having come to this world he had been suffering all along.

But the words just fell, the moonlight shone onto the black box, in Sun Bing's surprised gaze, the black box that had been unchanged for ten thousand years actually emitted a faint light, the light became brighter and brighter, then Sun Bing directly fainted.

It was only after a long time that he slowly opened his eyes, he had thought that after ten years of stoicism there was already nothing that could shake his heart and mind, but now his eyes were clearly filled with surprise and excitement, because just a moment ago, he had received a stream of information in his mind.

This small box is actually a sword box, which preserves all the treasured swords of Huaxia since the beginning of the ancient times, although it has long been awakened, but it was only taken out to this day, so Sun Bing did not know until now.

For all of this Sun Bing was totally unconcerned, what excited him the most was that there was also a piece of gongfu in his mind called "Sword Sharpening Technique".

This gong method took its name from Ten Years to Sharpen a Sword, which required ten whole years of practicing the basic Sword Technique formula day in and day out, and then paired it with a unique way of running it before it could be refined.

After that, one can start absorbing the heaven and earth's spiritual qi for one's own polishing, and the most important thing is that there is no cultivation restriction, that is to say, even if Sun Bing's body is exceptionally weak, he can cultivate this gong method, and also be able to open up the road of cultivation.

You have to know that during these ten years, Sun Bing has been practicing the basic sword technique day in and day out, even if he knows that he doesn't have any chance, no matter how windy or rainy it is, he doesn't stop, what he lacks is just a chance.

Now that it had become clear, the ten years of accumulation exploded one day, absolutely shocking.

The Sword Sharpening Technique was like a bright light in the dark night, instantly illuminating Sun Bing's confused mind, and without hesitation, Sun Bing immediately began to run to the small courtyard and practice.

The Body Tempering Realm on the Divine Continent is divided into one to nine layers, which is the foundation of thousands of cultivation methods, after all, the body milks all the capital, only with a good body can one cultivate to the highest realm.

One to three layers for the early stage, through the basic techniques to polish themselves, the first glimpse of the mystery of the physical body, and then be able to perfectly control the power of their own bodies;

From the fourth to sixth levels, one nourishes the qi into the body, draws the qi to refine the body, and through the qi temperature nourishes the physical body, making oneself stronger;

From the seventh to ninth level, one needs to control the true qi, qi through the eight meridians and through the dantian, to reach the realm of internal and external unity, to pave the way for the next qi practicing realm.

Only in the night, Sun Bing stood with a wooden sword in his hand and slowly began to rehearse the basic sword technique, but now his essence was completely different from the morning, although the sword technique was the same, even an ordinary person could see the huge difference.

In the morning, because he had only practiced according to his own understanding, although his moves were skilled enough, he was mentally lax and was unable to incorporate all of his essence into his sword, so at best, it could only be considered a flowery gesture, and had no lethality at all.

But at the moment, looking from afar, Sun Bing was as striking as a firefly in the night, an ordinary basic sword technique, the speed of rehearsal had slowed down ten times compared to before, but after each move, the whole person's essence had been improved to a certain extent.

This was because he had already practiced the basic swordsmanship for ten whole years, as if it was a dull sword without a sharp edge, while this "Sword Sharpening Technique" was like a whetstone, starting to practice the sword in accordance with the method above, every move was a polishing, gradually helping himself to open the edge.

Even if the speed is no longer slow, not much time, a set of sword fighting finished, Sun Bing eyes slightly closed, just like that where he stood dumbly, but at this moment in his body as if a layer of diaphragm is broken through, instantly reached the first layer of the Body Tempering Realm.

The original Sun Bing could only be considered an ordinary mortal, at most, he was quite persistent, but in the end, he was not allowed to do so, then after the polishing of the "Sword Sharpening Technique", at this moment, he had already turned into a sharp blade, and even flashed with a cold light, as if proclaiming to the world that after ten years of sharpening his sword, he had finally succeeded.

This was the result of ten years of accumulation, and there was even residual power in it, only because of the fear that his foundation was unstable, Sun Bing still needed to properly familiarize himself with his current body, and when it was stabilized, he would surely be able to raise his realm again.

Although it was only the first layer of the Body Tempering Realm, Sun Bing's heart was filled with excitement, feeling the immense power within his body, only then did he realize his original ignorance, that having power was so wonderful.

To know, even if he is now quenched body one layer, but earlier ten of their own up to the siege, but also do not need to worry in the slightest, and this is still only the first step of cultivation ah, Sun Bing can not help but grip the hand of the wooden sword.

A dazzling light bloomed in his eyes, in the future, I must have even more power, no one can bully me anymore, since I already have the qualification to become stronger, then I have to firmly grasp my own destiny in my hands.

As for those who had humiliated him in his mind, the moment he thought of this, the corner of Sun Bing's mouth could not help but reveal a cold smile.