To Become a Swordsman, I Have to Sharpen My Sword for Three Hundred Years.

In the troubled times of immortals and demons, only strength can speak "An alien invasion, a natural disaster that will destroy the world?" "The collision of worlds? The beginning of destruction?" "It's ridiculous, I'm going to stop this with my sword!" —— Jian Xiu Ningjie, a young man who came out of Qingchuan Town. [Both parents died, servant was born] But he did not give up and eavesdropped on the practice in the school every day. [The Immortal Sect is coming, the qualification selection is held every three years! Ning Jie murmured: "I want to become an immortal!" —— The world doesn't know, a hundred years later. Those who ridicule him should call him the Sword Master.