A sword, a donkey, and a pot of wine

On the silent hill, an isolated grave stands quietly!

It seems as if time has stopped here, leaving only traces of the years and endless sorrow.

This lonely grave is surrounded by lush vegetation and blooming wild flowers, but no one comes to visit!

Only the occasional chirping of birds and the sound of wind blowing through the treetops break the endless silence.

"Jing-dong, jing-dong, jing-dong!"

Accompanied by the pleasant sound of bells, a donkey appeared in front of the lonely grave!

On its back was a pale, dying boy!

The boy used all his strength to struggle and fell off the donkey's back, falling heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust!

"Master, I am going to challenge the Sword Tomb again today!"

The young man's body was covered with sword marks, which was shocking, like a bloody man!

"Unfortunately, I failed again!"

The boy gasped, his voice weak. He struggled with all his might and leaned against the tombstone!

It was almost evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the boy's pale face, making it look slightly red.

The boy's name is Xu Tianjiao, and he is the eldest son of the Xu family in Qingyang City!

On the day he was born, a one-armed old man came to the Xu Mansion and saw Xu Tianjiao, who was still in his infancy!

The old man said something!

"If I had a son, I'd want him to be like Xu Tianjiao, whose song of reincarnation would shake the heavens!"

That day, after the old man left!

His father named him Xu Tianjiao!

When Xu Tianjiao was eight years old!

On a pitch-black night, heavy snow fell from the sky!

The lives of 136 people in the Xu family were forever frozen on that night!

If Uncle Wang hadn’t risked his life to send him out!

Hidden in a dry well!

I'm afraid that the Xu family will be doomed at this moment!

……

"Master, I have been studying literature and martial arts with you since I was eight years old. It has been ten years now!"

"Three years ago, you passed away, leaving me only this sword, this donkey, and this pot of wine!"

"For the past three years, I have followed your wishes and challenged the Sword Tomb time and time again, but each time ended in failure!"

"Master, perhaps I am really just a waste!"

"Perhaps you really have made a mistake?"

Xu Tianjiao endured the pain in her body, picked up the wine jug hanging around her waist, and poured it into her mouth!

He didn't pass out until all the wine was drunk!

The donkey was eating grass quietly in front of the grave!

There is a sword hanging on its body!

A sword with a cold glow!

……

In the early morning, when the sun rose, golden sunlight spread over the hills, illuminating the lonely grave and Xu Tianjiao who had fainted in front of the grave.

His face was rosy and white, and he didn't look hurt at all!

The donkey had eaten enough grass, raised its head leisurely, and looked into the distance.

It seemed to know that its owner needed time to recover, so it waited quietly by the side.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Tianjiao's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Sure enough, the wine jug is full again!"

He looked at the wine jug at his waist, which was always full, as if everything that happened yesterday was just a dream!

He smiled and gently stroked the wine jug, as if recalling the time he spent with his master.

Then he looked at the sword on the donkey.

That was the relic left to him by his master, and it was also the motivation for him to challenge the Sword Tomb.

He gently stroked the scabbard, feeling the chill coming from the sword.

This sword has accompanied him through countless days and nights, witnessing his growth from a naive boy to a tough swordsman.

Although every challenge to the Sword Tomb ended in failure, he never gave up!

Xu Tianjiao stood up and dusted himself off. He felt an unprecedented power surging in his body.

He knew that it was the faith left to him by his Master that supported him.

He took a deep breath, took the sword off the donkey, and held it tightly in his hand.

"Master, today I will challenge the Sword Tomb again and will not fail my mission!" Xu Tianjiao said in a low voice, his voice full of firmness and determination.

He mounted the donkey and galloped towards the sword tomb.

The sunlight shone on him, giving him a golden halo.

His back, illuminated by the morning sun, looked so lonely and determined.

The sword tomb is the only inheritance left by the one-armed old man!

"Disciple, I placed this sword tomb here. Only you can discover it and open it!"

"There are a total of 18,000 sword spirits in this sword tomb. If you can gain their recognition, you can condense a peerless sword spirit, and your future achievements will be limitless!"

The old man’s words echoed in Xu Tianjiao’s mind all the time!

On top of a mountain shaped like a sharp sword! Xu Tianjiao took a deep breath and then bit her finger!

A drop of blood slowly dripped down his finger onto the stone platform!

As a ray of light came on!

A portal of moderate size suddenly appeared!

"This time, I will succeed!"

Xu Tianjiao looked determined as she stepped into the portal!

The world behind the door seemed like another world, dimly lit and filled with swords.

Countless sword-shaped stone tablets stand, and each stone tablet exudes a sharp sword intent, as if countless swordsmen are swinging their swords in it.

With the appearance of Xu Tianjiao, tens of thousands of sword spirits in those stone tablets appeared at the same time, emitting bursts of sword sounds!

Xu Tianjiao held the sword tightly in his hand!

He was very familiar with this scene!

He has experienced this scene countless times in the past few years!

"Fight!"

Xu Tianjiao shouted loudly and flew into the sword soul formation!

The sound of swords colliding and the sound of sword spirits ringing filled the entire space!

Xu Tianjiao's figure shuttled among thousands of sword spirits, and every time he swung his sword, he condensed all his strength and faith.

Although Xu Tianjiao's swordsmanship was exquisite, he still felt powerless when facing tens of thousands of sword spirits.

However, he did not give up. Every time he fell, he struggled to stand up and continued to move forward with his sword.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, and Xu Tianjiao's battle with thousands of sword spirits lasted for a whole day and night.

His body was covered with sword marks and his clothes were stained with blood, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

As time went by, the sword wounds on his body became more and more!

His vision is becoming more and more blurred!

"Is it still not possible after all?"

"No! I can't fall!"

"The blood feud has not yet been avenged!"

"Master's last wish has not been fulfilled yet!"

"I can't fall, I can't!"

Xu Tianjiao shouted and waved the sword in her hand continuously!

At this moment, his eyes were red and his heart was filled with seeds of hatred!

At this moment, he turned into a god, a god who only seeks revenge!

At this moment, the sword spirits in the sky actually stopped attacking!

Rushing into his body!

Xu Tianjiao's face was distorted and she let out a beast-like roar!

……

Finally, at a certain moment, there was no longer a single sword spirit in the world of Sword Tomb!

And inside Xu Tianjiao's body!

Eighteen thousand sword spirits are slowly condensing!

"Did you make it?"

"Master! I have finally passed the test of the Sword Tomb!"

Xu Tianjiao finally couldn't hold on anymore!

Fell down!

Before he fainted, there was always a faint smile on his face!

……

Xu Tianjiao had a dream!

In his dream, he saw his parents, friends, and master!

In the dream, his mother kissed his cheek!

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was!

It's a long donkey face!

And the donkey's long tongue!

Across his cheek...

Xu Tianjiao rolled over to avoid it and said coldly, "Donkey, you passed!"

"Mmm-ah! Mmm-ah!"

The donkey grinned, as if he was making an excuse, but also as if he was mocking!

"Is this... a sword tomb?"

Xu Tianjiao felt a chill in her chest!

He looked down and saw a sword-shaped jade pendant appeared on his chest at some point!

No ropes or anything like that!

It seemed to be stuck to his skin, no matter how hard he tried!

But he couldn't move the jade pendant at all!

"My cultivation level... This is the Spiritual Transformation Realm!"

Xu Tianjiao sank his energy into his dantian and discovered that the internal force there had already been transformed into spiritual power!

"I don't know what rank my sword spirit is."

Xu Tianjiao lowered her head and muttered to herself!

Deep in his dantian, there is a sword spirit as black as ink!

Wrapped in spiritual power, it just stands there quietly!

When a warrior practices, he first refines his body and then refines his internal strength!