[Sword Cultivator] + [Understanding Against Heaven] + [Destiny Oppression] + [The Male Protagonist Will Not Be Aggrieved] + [The Group Portrait is Hot-Blooded] + [Single Female Protagonist]
There is an ancient saying in the Xuan Yao world that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years:
Destiny is orderly and all things have their own order.
The spiritual root determines the starting point, the sword bone determines the upper limit, and the destiny determines the dignity and inferiority.
Some people are born with swords and bones reaching the sky, and they are fought over by holy places.
Some people are born with a low destiny, and even looking up at the fairy mountains is regarded as a delusion.
Lu Zhao was the cripple who was judged by fate as "having no sword, no destiny, and no way to enter the Tao".
On the day the sect accepted a disciple, a mountain of geniuses were waiting to see his joke.
But when the sword-testing stone lit up blankly and everyone thought he should roll down the mountain, Lu Zhao only raised his hand to hold the sword and said:
"It measures sword bones, not swords."
The next moment, he slashed the sword measuring stone with one sword, and all the sword monuments on the mountain bowed their heads.
From then on, he could reveal flaws in the so-called swordsmanship that a genius had practiced hard for ten years at a glance.
The so-called holy land has been inherited for thousands of years, and he changed it to a stronger version on the spot.
The so-called noble son of fate, the Holy Land of Immortal Sect, and the sequence of destiny cannot stop the three-foot sword in his hand.
Later, the Holy Land oppressed him, the dynasty tried him, and the destiny decided his life or death.
Lu Zhao only carried his sword and went up the mountain.
"You say that destiny is orderly and all things have their own order."
"Then I will ask God today."
"Why?"
