"Zhu Xian is finally finished."

In the virtual world "Prehistoric", Xia Yan looked at the long sword suspended in front of him, and the excitement in his eyes gradually dimmed.

The Killing Immortal Sword, the number one killing weapon in "Prehistoric".

And before he refined the "Zhu Immortal", he was already the strongest sword immortal in "Prehistoric World".

Practicing Zhu Xian was the last stage of his sword training, and it has now been completed.

After the short-term joy, he felt disappointed.

In the "prehistoric times", there is no pursuit anymore.

He is so obsessed with kendo, but kendo is meaningless in the real world.

In order to achieve his current achievements in the virtual world, he has lost too much.

Dropped out of college midway and couldn't attend the funeral after his father passed away...

Xia Yan looked at this "prehistoric" most powerful killing weapon, but thought about every bit of the real world in his heart.

"It's time to take off the virtual helmet and change the way of life."

"The name of the sword is Zhu Xian, and I will make you deserve your name!"

"In this ancient world, I, Xia Yan, am the strongest swordsman. Come on!"

With the thought, the Immortal Killing Sword shot out and pierced into the sea of ​​Qi in Xia Yan's Dantian.

The severe pain simulated by the virtual helmet made him faint.

…

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Yan opened his eyes and found that he was lying on a bed.

The face in front of him made Xia Yan feel excited and he immediately woke up.

This is his father, Xia Yuntian.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Xia Yan blurted out and immediately realized something was wrong.

I had a big fight with my father five years ago and was kicked out of the house. I haven't had any contact with him since.

It wasn't until last year that my cousin finally found me and said that my father had passed away for more than a year.

The love between father and son will eventually become a regret.

Seeing his father right in front of him, Xia Yan was filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Looking at my father's clothes again, it is obviously the clothes from prehistoric times, ancient style.

What's happening here?

Xia Yuntian looked helpless, sighed and said, "Can I not come, you careless boy?"

Following the old man's words, countless scenes flashed through Xia Yan's mind, and the memories of the two worlds continued to blend and collide.

This is actually a parallel world.

His father is still Xia Yuntian, but the world is just like the "Ancient World", a world of cultivation, in which swordsmanship is even more respected.

I am a student of the "Ten Thousand Swords Academy", one of the best kendo schools in the Yuqing Dynasty.

At this time, Xia Yan couldn't take his eyes away when he saw his father's face.

Back then, father and son rarely looked at each other like this.

Xia Yan was afraid that this was just a dream and wanted to watch it for a while longer.

I just heard Xia Yuntian say again: "I almost spent all my family wealth to send you to Wanjian Academy, but you... you have been in the academy for ten years, and you were kicked off the sword fighting platform by a junior who just entered the academy.

, and almost died of serious injuries. If I hadn't rushed over to take care of you, you would have died."

Listening to Xia Yuntian's words, Xia Yan averted his eyes, lowered his head and said nothing.

The memory in his mind told him that what the old man said was true.

In this world, I am the worst student in Wanjian Academy.

It has been ten years since I entered the Academy. The first two years were normal, but the last eight years my cultivation has stagnated.

Not long ago, he was challenged by a junior who had just entered school and almost died. He was carried to the ward of the Academy Medical Center and he slowly woke up ten days later.

I just heard Xia Yuntian say with hatred: "My Xia family has been making swords for generations, and I am quite famous in this Yuqing Dynasty.

Your father and I even sold the swords produced by the Xia family to the Imperial Forest Army.

But everything is inferior, only cultivating the Tao is high.

My Xia family has been passed down for thirty-eight generations, and you are the only one who has awakened the sword seed.

Xia Yan, the gold sword species in your body is a talent that many people dream of.

Since you have this kind of talent, why has your cultivation stagnated?"

Hearing the words "gold type sword", Xia Yan's heart moved slightly.

At this moment, he carefully combed through his memory and found that the rules of practice in this world were very similar to those in "Prehistoric".

When he first entered the "primordial world" of the Yuan Universe, the initial state of his Dantian was "gold-type sword species".

Whether it is "prehistoric" or here, the starting point of sword practice must first awaken the sword seed.

The sword seed is located in the Dantian and is the foundation for kendo practitioners.

There are many types of sword types in terms of attributes, and the metal type belongs to one of the Five Elements sword types.

The sword species that has just awakened should be a hazy air ball in the "inner view" state.

But at this moment, Xia Yan's mind sank, and he discovered that the air mass in his Dantian was not the one in his memory.

Instead, it is a small hovering sword.

Kill the Immortal!

The sword seed in my body is actually the Zhuxian Sword?

Swords are very weak at the beginning and require practitioners to continuously absorb the energy of heaven and earth to refine and forge them. This is called forging the sword with one's own body.

Zhu Xian is the result of Xia Yan forging a sword with his own body in the "prehistoric times".

The sword type of his strongest swordsman was revealed and named "Zhu Xian".

But here, Xia Yan silently experienced the memory of his body, and he found that the swordsmanship here was similar to that of the ancient times, but the level was higher.

Beyond the appearance of sword species, there are still many unknown areas.

At this time, the sword type in my Dantian is no longer a gold type sword, it is directly a Zhuxian sword!

This situation here is called "mutated sword species".

Extremely talented!

At this time, someone outside the door said loudly: "The gold sword type is considered talented among ordinary people, but what does it mean here?"

The wooden door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked into the room. He glanced at Xia Yan on the bed and said to Xia Yuntian:

"Mr. Xia, in Wanjian Academy, Five Elements Sword Type is the most basic talent requirement.

The academy lasts for six years, but your son has been studying here for ten years and achieved nothing. He is only at the first level of swordsmanship.

A few days ago, I was knocked off the sword-fighting platform with three moves by a young boy who had just entered school.

I saw that he was seriously injured, so I allowed Mr. Xia to come over and take care of him.

Now that his injuries are no longer serious, Mr. Xia can take him out of here."

This middle-aged swordsman is called Mu Liangcheng. He is Xia Yan's supervisor of swordsmanship at Wanjian Academy, which is equivalent to the head teacher on earth.

"Master Mu, please consider this long-term friendship and give my son another chance!" Xia Yuntian made a "plop" and knelt down in front of Mu Liangcheng.

Xia Yan was stunned when he saw his father actually kneeling down to someone, as if he had been hit with a sap in the head.

On Earth, at the end of my sophomore year, I was kicked out of school because I missed too many classes.

At that time, he had long been addicted to the virtual world. The school could not find him and had to inform his father.

Xia Yuntian rushed to the school, said all his good words in the principal's office, and finally knelt down to beg for mercy.

The principal then relented and changed the situation of dropping out of school to repeating the grade.

The whole school knew about this matter. Xia Yan was not present at the time and did not usually go to school. Instead, he was the last to know.

In this world, it is not abnormal for my father, as a secular businessman, to kneel down to a practitioner like Mu Liangcheng.

But on earth, a father has also knelt down for his son.

After kneeling down, his son realized that he had failed in the end...

"Mr. Xia, please get up quickly."

Mu Liangcheng looked dumbfounded. He lifted up Xia Yuntian with one hand and said helplessly: "In the past ten years, you have donated money to build buildings for the academy and knelt down to beg for mercy. But you
To be continued...