The Road to Becoming a Swordsman Begins with Dou Po

Listen to the sound of the sword in a silent place, sharpen your edge in desperate situations. Xiao Lin, an ordinary member of the Xiao family on the fringes of the Xiao family, has pent-up fighting spirit and a bleak future. When Xiao Yan encountered the breakup of his engagement and made a three-year contract, he was facing the stubborn rock in the back mountain and thrust out a sword that no one cared about. There is no Yao Lao's favor, no bloodline inheritance, only an unopened iron sword, and boring stabs day after day. It wasn't until the bullying came and the sword was stained with blood that he suddenly realized - three years of silence, the sword's edge had not been opened, and the sword bones were already cold. "Think clearly, if you practice it, you may die faster, or it may... Grind out a crack in your blocked bones." Deep in the sword tomb, the monument keeper launched a dangerous and strange "Bone Grinding Art". From then on, he used the ferocity of the cruel soldiers as a millstone and his own withered bones as a sword embryo. He walked alone on a retrograde sword path outside the brilliant avenue of fighting spirit cultivation. Xiao Yan took in the strange fire and refined the strange elixir, and kept the three-year appointment, shining brightly. Xiao Lin only has one sword, which he polishes day and night, gathering thunder in silent places, and asking for the sword's edge in desperate situations. When the storm suddenly rises in the Yunlan Sect, when the black mist of the Soul Clan envelopes Zhongzhou, an unknown sword that has been tempered by mortal iron, Xuanjing, and Star Soul is quietly unsheathed—— Don't seek eternal enlightenment, don't seek to be world-famous. With just one sword, it can grind bones and forge souls, cut off cause and effect, and cut off time and space. For this world, create a ray of dawn.