I Became a Swordsman After the Sword Came, and the Fairy Begged Me Not to Waste Time.

My father's bravery was shattered, and I fell from the clouds into the mire. On the day the fairy broke off the engagement, she said that I was incompetent in martial arts and literature, and that I was not worthy of being a human being. I returned the favor with my hand and smiled gently: "What the girl said is absolutely true." When the family was destroyed, blood flowed all over the family. I shouldered the broken sword and fled in embarrassment, thinking silently in my heart: "Every year is good, every year is virtuous." From then on, there was no longer a martial arts genius Zheng Xuan in the world, and there was more "Mr. Zheng" who was powerless and lectured everywhere. I taught children in mountain villages how to read and write in exchange for three meals and one night's stay. I wrote letters to settle cases for traffickers and foot soldiers, asking for a piece of tile to cover my body. I seemed to have forgotten my hatred, put down my sword, and lingered in the world of mortals. No one knows that every night, I am using the most magnificent literary spirit in the world to temper the broken sword that can open the sky. Thousands of years later, the enemy has become a dynasty of gods, sitting high in the clouds, overlooking all living beings. Wearing a green shirt, I ascended to the ninth heaven step by step. Shenchao sneered at the emperor: "A teacher, how dare you go to the palace to cause trouble?" I closed the book, looked up at the sky, and whispered: "I once wanted to write a book to rule the world, but I didn't allow it." "In that case..." As soon as the words fell, the sound of the eternal sword resounded throughout the world. "——Then kill the world with your sword!" "Here comes the sword!"