"The head of the family has issued an order. Zhao Zhen, the third brother of the Zhao family, has violated the clan rules by insulting his brothers and robbing his brothers' belongings! He is now imprisoned in the family's ice prison, awaiting his verdict at the clan meeting!"

"Zhao Zhen, do you have any objections?"

Zhao Huan, the elder of the fifth Zhao clan, held a wooden token and looked coldly at a young man in green clothes who was tied up with five flowers and said.

The young man in green clothes has a face like a crown jewel, eyes like paint, and his green clothes are fluttering in the wind. Anyone who sees him can't help but secretly admire this handsome young man.

But at this moment, this handsome young man has sharp eyes and an angry expression!

"Zhao Huan! This is obviously your son who framed me..."

"Shut up!"

Before the young man's roar could be heard, a guard suddenly hit the young man on the back. The young man's eyes suddenly turned white and he lost all strength.

This young man is Zhao Zhen, the only son of the third family of the Zhao family!

As the sole heir of the third family who controls the Zhao family's medicine business, Zhao Zhen should be valued by the family, but because he was born without martial arts roots and unable to practice, he has been despised by countless people in the family since he was a child.

Zhao Zhen also understood this and never went out on weekdays. He concentrated on studying medicinal materials at home and wanted to become a doctor.

But yesterday Wufang Zhao Zheng told him that there was a medicinal plant whose year could not be identified, and he hoped that Zhao Zhen could come to Houshan to help him identify it.

Zhao Zhen thought he was a brother of the same race and went there for help, but he didn't expect that he would be knocked unconscious as soon as he arrived at the back mountain, and he would wake up like this again!

"Damn it! This is obviously trying to kill me! The ice prison is only opened to deal with bandits. Even if you are at the peak of the warrior realm, you will die in a day, let alone me?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhen tried to struggle, but he didn't have much strength, and he was slapped by the guard. How could he move?

"Put it down."

Seeing Zhao Zhen unable to make a fuss, Zhao Huan smiled coldly.

"yes."

The guard responded, grabbed Zhao Zhen and walked towards the family ice prison.

thump!

Pushed by the guards, Zhao Zhen fell onto the frosty ground.

The door slammed shut, the cold air rose in the darkness, and Zhao Zhen's body suddenly trembled.

"Damn it...Damn it! Is this the fate of the weak? Just because they can't practice, they will be killed?"

"I'm not convinced...I'm not convinced!"

Roaring in his heart, Zhao Zhen tried to struggle again, but as the cold air spread across his body, the extent of his struggle became smaller and smaller.

In the end, his entire body was covered by a sheet of ice, and he could only twitch occasionally.

His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he was getting more and more sleepy. Zhao Zhen tried hard to stay awake, but he couldn't stop his eyelids from drooping.

"Am I...going to die?"

"Father, mother, son, I'm sorry for you..."

Murmuring in his heart, Zhao Zhen slowly closed his eyelids.

And just when he was about to sink into the darkness, suddenly, there was a click.

But the skin on his chest was cracked by the cold, and streaks of bright red blood seeped out.

The cold air swept through and soon turned the blood into ice.

But there were still a few drops that touched a sword-shaped jade pendant on his chest.

Buzz!

There was a shaking sound, and a green light suddenly emerged from the jade pendant, quickly wrapping Zhao Zhen's body!

A warm feeling rose from Zhao Zhen's body, which caused the ice on Zhao Zhen's body to melt and turn into water!

"This...this is the jade pendant my mother left for me back then!"

Zhao Zhen reacted immediately, with surprise in his eyes.

He didn't have much memory of his mother. He only vaguely remembered her holding him in her arms that day, with tears and reluctance in her eyes.

Father Zhao Xuan stood aside covered in blood, staring at the sky angrily.

The mother cried for a long time, and finally took out a sword-shaped jade pendant and hung it around his neck.

"Husband, raise Zhen'er well and let him not blame me in the future..."

As soon as the words came out, the mother's body moved and she walked away from the sky.

My father's eyes were about to burst, and he wanted to chase him, but he couldn't catch him. He could only look up to the sky and roar.

Looking at the vague memories, Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why he remembered these things.

At this moment, with a cry, the jade pendant flickered and turned into green light flowing into his wound!

"Um!"

With his eyes narrowed, Zhao Zhen felt his body shake, and the next moment he was in a vast world.

There is nothing in this world, only a giant sword inserted upside down between heaven and earth!

This giant sword is extremely tall, and the hilt is connected to the sky. It seems that the entire sky is part of the hilt.

The sword body is like a giant pillar supporting heaven and earth. It stands between heaven and earth, and the tip of the sword does not touch the earth!

At the same time, the front of the sword is also engraved with four large Chinese characters with flying dragons and phoenixes!

Ten thousand swords!

Looking at these four big characters, Zhao Zhen looked shocked. He had no idea where this place was.

But he soon calmed down. Although he didn't know why this jade pendant brought him here, it was a jade pendant left to him by his mother, and he believed that his mother would not harm him.

Taking steps, Zhao Zhen walked towards the giant sword.

When he walked to the sword, he suddenly saw a series of words carved on the ground.

"This sword is transformed by the essence of my Wanwu Sword Sect. I, the Wanwu Sword Sect, was once the leader of the ancient martial arts sect and led the martial arts civilization for thousands of years. Unexpectedly, a traitor appeared. In order to protect the peace of the world, my disciples of the Wanwu Sword Sect took on the form of Wanjian.

, and finally died together with the traitors, the remaining kendo essence condensed into a kendama, circulated in the world, looking for a destined person, hoping that the destined person can inherit my sword sect's martial arts and build another sect!"

Wanwu Sword Sect?

Zhao Zhen stared blankly at the words on the ground. He had never heard of the Wanwu Sword Sect at all. He only knew that the continent he was on was called Zhenwu Continent, and the city he lived in was called Cangzhou City.

Turning his eyes again, Zhao Zhen saw a palm-sized groove on the sword.

"If you put it in the palm of your hand, you can obtain the essence inheritance of my Ten Thousand Martial Sword Sect and awaken the spiritual root of Ten Thousand Swords!"

Ten Thousand Sword Spiritual Roots!

Zhao Zhen’s eyes lit up!

If you have the sword spirit root, you are a sword cultivator!

Sword cultivation, with one sword strike, the world changes!

In Zhenwu Continent, almost all warriors admit that sword cultivators are the most lethal beings among warriors!

And he was killed because he had no spiritual roots and could not practice!

Now that the opportunity is right in front of him, how can he not seize it?

Without hesitation, Zhao Zhen stretched out his hand and wanted to press it on the groove.

But at this moment, another line of cyan font appeared in front of his eyes.

"Those who have obtained the Spiritual Root of Ten Thousand Swords can condense spiritual energy of various attributes into their bodies. They can practice with great speed and immeasurable power, but the pain is also immeasurable. Every time they practice, they must go through the pain of Ten Thousand Swords piercing their hearts. If they cannot bear it, it will be extremely easy.

If you are obsessed with it, if you are destined to have such perseverance, you might as well give up."

"Give up? How could I give up!"

Zhao Zhen's eyes twisted, "Without strength, I am destined to be bullied! Rather than being bullied to death, I would rather move forward in pain!"

After spitting out the words, Zhao Zhen pressed his palm hard on the groove, and there was a sudden bang, the sky and the earth changed color, and the giant sword shook!

A stream of green light emerged from the groove, and the vast world and the ancient giant sword shrank in it in an instant, and all poured into Zhao Zhen's body!

"ah!"

A strong pain emerged, and for a moment, Zhao Zhen felt as if his internal organs, flesh and blood, and meridians were being cut and pierced by countless swords!

At the same time, waves of inexplicable feelings surged over him, as if he fell into the volcanic magma in an instant and was baked and melted by the magma. It also seemed as if he was thrown into the earth, suppressed by the vast mountains, and was about to be shattered to pieces!

After that, he seemed to be above the nine heavens, being blown by the strong wind, as if he was cut to pieces by a thousand knives. Then, he seemed to be bombarded by thunder, and he was born and died countless times in an instant.

In this endless pain, Zhao Zhen's consciousness became more and more confused. He felt as if he had died countless times and lived countless times. He didn't even know if he was still himself.

But he always insisted on one thing, that is, he could not fall into coma.

I don’t know how long it took, it seemed like an instant, and it seemed like countless years.

When Zhao Zhen woke up again, he found that the ropes on his body had broken, and at the same time, waves of hot air were steaming, and the cold air around him not only failed to affect him, but even poured into his body crazily, turning into a stream of heat!

"Is this...inner strength?"
To be continued...