The Sword Returns to Qingyun

There is a lazy dog ​​in Qingyun Sect named Ye Chen. He was born with a sword bone, which is rare in thousands of years, but he lay down every day, scratched it with his sword, and named it "dog thing". The old sect master regarded him as his grandson's pet: "What's wrong with not practicing? My cultivation level is increasing even with my breathing!" The third senior uncle took the beatings for him, the senior senior brother protected him from disasters, the second senior senior sister protected him with a sharp tongue, and the younger junior junior sister gave him fruits every day. Ye Chen yawned: "If there's anything they can do, I'll take a nap." Until that night, Tianjianmen united with three sects to besiege him, just to seize his sword bone. The old sect leader blew up the golden elixir, the third uncle broke his arm in a bloody battle, the elder brother was struck by seven swords and blocked the secret passage, the second senior sister broke his leg and pushed him out of the way, and the younger junior sister fell in a pool of blood. Three hundred lives for him to live alone. Ye Chen knelt in the darkness for three days and three nights. On the fourth day, he pulled out the sword that had never been unsheathed. The sound of the sword is like crying. The old lady Jianling said with a cold face: "I will accompany you." "I'm not a lazy dog anymore," he said, "I'm a mad dog." Since then, there has been a madman in the world of cultivation. He kills without using a second sword, takes revenge without martial ethics, and uses all his destructive methods to make even his own people afraid. Until one day, he met his former best friend—— The man who would rather die than see him become a devil.