The world is divided into five regions, namely east, south, west, north and five regions.
In addition, there is the East China Sea to the east of the Eastern Territory, the Southern Wilderness to the south of the Southern Territory, the Western Desert to the west of the Western Territory, and the Northern Plains to the north of the Northern Territory.
This is what the world looks like.
The Lianyun Mountains are the largest mountain range in the southern region.
They are named because they are located at the junction of Lianzhou and Yunzhou.
The mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and the farthest reaches the territory.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a giant dragon sleeping on the earth.
There are countless peaks in the mountains, reaching straight into the sky, like a sky dividing the earth into two halves.
As the saying goes, "A place with water and soil supports a person."
On the outskirts of the mountains, there are human beings who live near the mountains and rivers and gather together to form tribes.
The customs and habits of these tribes are different.
There is one tribe whose people worship a heavenly sword in their tribe.
Over time, the world calls it the "Heavenly Sword Tribe".
Today is the annual sacrifice day of the Tiandao tribe.
Early in the morning, the entire tribe, regardless of age or sex, came to the ancestral temple to participate in sacrificial activities.
The ancestral temple is not big and seems to be a bit shabby.
It is engraved with patterns of mountains, rivers, birds, animals, insects and fish.
It is ancient and solemn.
In the ancestral temple are placed the spiritual tablets of the ancestors.
In front of the temple are a simple big tripod, two rows of bells and drums, and a huge stone.
Further ahead is a huge square, which is already full of people.
The cauldron burned incense, the musical instruments played ancient sacrificial sounds, and there was a knife stuck on the huge stone.
This sword is the legendary Heavenly Sword.
The whole body of the Heavenly Sword is purple, and the blade is simple and rough, but it is so majestic that it is intimidating and one dare not look directly at it.
The people of this tribe believed that this sword was born and raised by the earth, so they called it the "Heavenly Sword", which means a gift from heaven to them.
Thousands of people gathered in front of the ancestral temple, but they were silent and solemn.
Next, is the process of offering sacrifices.
The tribe leader walked up to the stage and sang an ancient ritual.
A group of people danced a mysterious dance around the cauldron.
Everyone in the audience knelt on the ground and worshiped the heavenly sword.
I don’t know how long it took, and I don’t know how many strange processes it went through, but the sacrifice finally ended.
Next, there is the routine sword drawing meeting.
The so-called sword-drawing conference was about to draw the heavenly sword.
Legend has it that if someone can pull out the Heavenly Sword, he or she is the one granted by Heaven.
This person will hold the Heavenly Sword, sweep across the four directions, and unify all the tribes outside the Lianyun Mountains.
But for hundreds of years, no one has been able to pull out this heavenly sword.
Now the people of this tribe no longer think that anyone can pull out this knife.
This so-called sword-drawing meeting has become a routine habit.
Of course, they always have a little extravagant hope in their hearts, just in case someone accidentally pulls it out.
More than a dozen young people came to the stage one after another, and they were about to perform the sword-drawing ceremony.
These young people are all fifteen years old.
In this tribe, fifteen years old means adulthood.
It may be only at this time in their lives that they will come into contact with this magical knife.
In normal times, no one is allowed to touch the Heavenly Sword, otherwise it will be regarded as blasphemy and will be burned alive.
The first young man stepped forward and drew his sword.
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He is the son of the clan leader, his name is Zaro.
He is tall, burly, and extraordinarily brave.
He is already an outstanding warrior at a young age and has a reputation as a genius in the tribe.
He looked arrogant and full of confidence, as if he felt that the heavenly sword in front of him was already in his possession.
He stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife, roared, and pulled it out with all his strength, but the sword didn't move at all.
He was unwilling to give up and continued to try, but even though he tried his best and used various methods, he still couldn't shake it at all, so he had no choice but to give up.
No one laughed at him because it was normal that he couldn't pull it out.
Young people one after another stepped forward to draw their swords, and soon retreated in defeat.
The whole process was uneventful and failed as always, without any surprises.
Soon, only the last young man was left on the stage.
"It's him, the son of a sinner."
The people in the audience recognized the last young man and started talking.
"Why is he here?
How can the son of a sinner blaspheme the Heavenly Sword?"
"What's his name?"
"" The last young man on the stage is named Li Qing.
He is quite handsome, with very bright eyes.
Overall, he looks like a handsome young man.
His identity should be very special, because people in the audience talked about him a lot, and looked at him with very complicated eyes, including hatred, anger, and sympathy.
There is, of course, a reason why this happens.
The root of all this is because of his father.
His father's name was Li Yuanlong, who was once known as the most powerful warrior in the history of the Tiandao tribe.
Decades ago, the Tiandao tribe was actually just a very ordinary tribe, but Li Yuanlong emerged from the sky with unparalleled combat power and swept across all directions.
He led the Tiandao tribe to gradually become stronger and stronger, becoming the most powerful tribe within hundreds of miles.
His ambition to unify the outer reaches of the mountain range almost came true.
Unfortunately, something happened later that changed everything.
Ten years ago, an extremely powerful monster attacked the tribe.
Li Yuanlong fought with the monster for a day and night, and finally died on the spot.
The monster was seriously injured and was eventually surrounded and killed.
In this disaster, most of the tribe was destroyed, countless people died, their families were destroyed, and it was extremely miserable.
Li Yuanlong saved the tribe and should be regarded as the hero of the tribe.
But the result was the opposite.
He became the culprit of this disaster because someone accused him of provoking the monster outside and attracted its attack.
Since there were many witnesses, even the clan leader came forward to testify, it was considered to be ironclad evidence.
Moreover, Li Yuanlong is dead, there is no excuse at all, and everyone has to believe this fact.
As a result, Li Yuanlong became the sinner of the tribe.
He once brought ultimate glory to the tribe, but also brought terrible disasters to the tribe.
As much as the tribesmen worshiped him before, they hate him now.
And Li Qing became the son of a sinner, burdened with the hatred and anger of his tribe.
Now, this son of a sinner is standing on the stage, about to perform the most important moment of his life.
As he listened to the comments of the people in the audience, a trace of bitterness flashed through his eyes, but he immediately regained his composure and his eyes became firmer.
"Father is not a sinner, he is a hero."
He clenched his fists tightly, and the unyielding anger in his heart gradually ignited.
His father is the person he admires most, and he does not believe that his father would do anything to harm the tribe.
"This may be my only chance.
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I must pull out the Heavenly Sword and clear my father's wrongdoing."
He strode up to the Heavenly Sword.
Looking at this domineering and intimidating sword, he couldn't help but feel heroic and fearless.
He suddenly had a hunch that he would succeed He took a deep breath, calmed down, slowly stretched out his hand, and gently held the handle of the knife.
He paused for a moment, as if he was brewing strength, suddenly exerted force, and pulled up "Come out!"
His heart was roaring.
He seemed to see the heavenly sword being pulled out instantly, emitting a dazzling light, while he was holding the heavenly sword and enjoying the admiration of everyone.
But the cruel reality shattered his illusion.
The sword has not been drawn out It is still stuck on the huge stone, motionless, like an eternal existence, looking down on all living beings, and it is beyond the reach of human beings.
The miracle didn't happen.
Yes, miracles don’t happen that easily.
After all, over the past hundreds of years, countless sages have come forward one after another, including many astonishingly talented people like Li Yuanlong, but they have not been able to pull out the Heavenly Sword.
How could it be so easily obtained by Li Qing?
"Why?"
Li Qingxin couldn't accept it.
This might be his only chance.
How could he give up so easily?
"I can't give up.
I must pull out the Heavenly Sword."
He kept trying and refused to give up for a long time, even if he was sweating profusely and even if he was exhausted.
He tried for so long that everyone got impatient.
"Is he crazy?"
Everyone in the audience looked at him looking crazy and shouted: "Get out of here quickly.
The son of a sinner dares to try to pull out the heavenly sword.
You are really overestimating your capabilities."
Upon seeing this, Zarro, the clan leader's son, snorted contemptuously, stepped onto the stage, and stretched out his hand to pull Li Qing away.
But at this moment, Li Qing looked like a madman, with a ferocious expression on his face, as if he was about to kill someone.
Zarro was so frightened that his heart trembled, and he hurriedly slapped him.
There was a "pop" and the scene suddenly became silent.
Li Qing woke up.
He stayed for a while and suddenly realized that he had been slapped.
The anger he had accumulated in his heart suddenly erupted like a volcano.
He yelled: "How dare you insult me like this" and rushed forward, wrestling with Zaro.
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, they didn't expect such a thing to happen.
Seeing the two fighting, no one stepped forward to help.
They all thought that Zaro would be victorious.
After all, he was a tribal genius and his strength was obvious to all.
But what happened next shocked them The two people were seen grappling together on the stage.
At first, they were fighting like a bullfight, but soon Zaro lost his strength and retreated continuously.
Then he was knocked to the ground by Li Qing.
Then Li Qing twisted his arms and pinned him to the ground, unable to move, then slapped him and punched him down, giving him a good beating.
Everyone was stunned, Li Qing won easily This young man who has always been ignored is actually so powerful that he is even more powerful than Zaro, the tribe's genius and the son of the clan leader.
As expected, he is indeed the son of Li Yuanlong.
The clan leader was the first to react and shouted: "What are you doing here?
Why don't you pull them away quickly?"
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Then everyone woke up, rushed forward, and pulled the two away, ending the farce.
At this moment, Zaro had already been beaten into a pig's head by Li Qing.
The clan leader felt that he had lost face and was dissatisfied, but he just said "hum" and left with a resentful Zaro.
After all, Zaro lost in a head-on battle, so it was not easy for him to attack in public.
The tribe respects strength, and if you have strength, you will naturally win everyone's respect.
Everyone looked at Li Qing with a hint of awe, and they were thinking: "Is this going to be the second Li Yuanlong?"
They seemed to see the high-spirited, amazing and talented man again.
Li Qing beat Zaro violently, and his anger was almost gone.
But when he thought that he failed to pull out the Heavenly Sword, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
He sighed and walked through the crowd lonely.
The crowd automatically parted a way, and countless complicated eyes watched him leave.
A young woman came up to him, gently hugged Li Qing's head, and comforted him: "It's okay, just do your best."
This is Li Qing's mother, a strong woman.
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