After Spending Ten Years in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, I Suddenly Realized That Zhenjianghu

Three hundred years after the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, a sword in the world can determine life and death, as well as family status. When he was eight years old, Shen Shi was picked up from the dead and entered into the Xuantian Sword Sect. No one was willing to accept him as a disciple, and they only gave him a broom to guard the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion that was full of scraps and no one cared about it. Once you keep it, it lasts ten years. He lowered his eyebrows and let others trample on him, hiding his edge every time he lowered his head - because his mother said before her death: Don't let others see the knife in your eyes. But when his ancient sword, which could not even break the head of the sword, bowed its head boldly, when the insight he had hidden for twenty-two years suddenly alerted the emperor to worship him, and when the old case of the family massacre led to the high wall of the capital and a close relative he had never met—— The dormant sword was unsheathed. The strange eyes that you can understand after just one look × The return of all the treasures × The opportunity to intercept the son of destiny. Pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, he rose from being a sweeper to becoming the most powerful person in the world. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.