chapter 1 Get a new life by the sword washing pool

"What a scam, so I really traveled through time? And I'm possessed by a boy who has the same name and surname as me and looks exactly the same?"

Merlin Moor sat by the [Sword Washing Pool], looking down at the tattered black rusty sword in his hand, and then at the handsome face reflected in the water. He had been there for more than an hour, and he was still a little unbelievable. .

He clearly remembered that last night he and his friends went out for a dinner to celebrate high school graduation. They imagined the freedom after entering college and said goodbye to their gay friends who had lived in poverty for three years. Everyone was so excited that they all drank until they fell unconscious. Waiting for him to come again When he opened his eyes and regained consciousness, he found that he had arrived in this strange world.

After staring for a long time, Merlin Moor knew that things could not be changed, so he reluctantly convinced himself to accept this fact.

I don’t know why, while he was reluctant to let go of his previous life on the earth, Merlin Moor felt an indescribable excitement deep in his heart, as if he had been reborn, in a way that even he himself felt was a little too calm. mentality, accepting the new world and new identity very calmly.

Maybe this is the adventurous factor that is deeply rooted in his soul and is unwilling to settle down to the ordinary.

In the past hour or so, the memory fusion that had been completely completed allowed him to know a lot of things.

This is a world called the Endless Continent, where the strong are respected, there are many sects, and humans and demons jointly dominate the world.

The Wenjian Sect that Merlin Moor belongs to is an eighth-grade sword cultivating sect. It is located in the Xuezhou, one of the ten.sixth largest states in the Northern Wasteland of the Endless Continent. Sect] is one of the nine major human sects, occupying hundreds of miles around Wenjian Mountain. It has over 10,000 disciples, masters, and geniuses. It has a history of more than 1,500 years since its inception.

As a large sect with a prominent status, it is naturally very important to maintain the image of its own mountain gate.

On the contrary, even the masters who fly to the sky and escape from the earth are still human beings, and they also have to eat, drink, and defecate. Therefore, the sanitation work of the sect needs to be paid attention to, and the superior warriors will not waste their precious time cleaning the room. , so Wenjian Sect has an extremely systematic and large "logistics group".

Merlin Moor is not a disciple of Wenjian Sect.

It's a group in the [Logistics Group].

To be precise, he is a boy responsible for cleaning the mountain road at the foot of the mountain every day.

The slightly strange thing about the previously fused memories was that everything before the age of ten was completely blank.

He didn't know who his parents were, or why he appeared in the mountains of Wenjian Sect.

The only memory of his relatives is a younger sister who was less than five years old and dependent on him. In the cold winter when Merlin Moor was eleven years old, when he was out on duty without knowing it, someone saw him being raped by a mysterious and powerful woman in white. Taken away and disappeared.

Therefore, starting from the age of eleven, the former Merlin Moor became an orphan.

In this world where the strong are respected, becoming a strong person is the dream of every teenager, and Merlin Moor is certainly no exception.

What's more, if he wants to leave the Wenjian Sect, walk in the wilderness filled with demons, and find his missing sister, he must have strong force.

It's a pity that he was born with poor bones, small meridians, limited understanding, and extremely poor innate aptitude. From the age of ten, he took the annual entrance test of the Wenjian Sect until he was fourteen, a total of four times, but failed. Pass the most basic test and become a registered disciple of Wenjian Sect.

According to the fused memory, in half a month, it will be the date when Wenjian Sect will open its gate to recruit disciples this year.

The memory in his mind also told Merlin Moor that this year would be his last chance.

Because according to the rules of Wenjian Sect, no disciples over the age of fourteen will be admitted.

There is an unbreakable truth in this world: if a person cannot pass the basic entrance test before the age of fifteen, it can only mean that his talent is really poor and he has no chance of martial arts. It is better to be an ordinary person.

"Damn it, so I only have half a month to prepare?"

When Merlin Moor thought of this, he felt a sense of urgency and crisis.

This natural idiot quickly introduced himself into the new world.

Traveling to a fantasy world where demons are everywhere and strong people are everywhere. If you can't become a powerful person who can call the wind and rain, you can only become a foil at the bottom. You have no dignity and sense of existence. You can't control your own life and death. You are as ridiculous and busy as an ant. .

In such a miserable situation, for Merlin Moor, it would be better to wipe his neck and reincarnate immediately, delete files and rush forward.

Thinking of this, Merlin Moor felt an even greater sense of crisis.

He knew he had to act immediately and do something.

So, Merlin Moor stood up and stood quietly by the [Sword Washing Pool]. After thinking for a long time, he closed his eyes and filtered some memories of swordsmanship moves in his mind, trying to find clues to become stronger.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, as if he thought of something.

The rusty long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and he stabbed out, using a sword technique very skillfully.

In the past fourteen years, although he was just a sweeper, as one of the peripheral staff of Wenjian Sect, a major sword cultivating sect, he had been exposed to it for a long time and practiced secretly. This body still remembered some extremely superficial things. entry-level swordsmanship moves.

So Merlin Moor used it based on his memory at this time, and felt that these sword skills were as if he had practiced them thousands of times, and he was extremely skilled.

This set of basic self-defense sword techniques that three-year-old children of Wenjian Sect can master is divided into sixteen moves.

The first twelve moves are not very famous, but the last four moves are a bit more subtle. They are named [Spreading Light], [Opening Ice], [Flirting Clouds] and [Chasing Wind]. If used in one breath, it will be really continuous. Absolutely, with the billowing sword light, a dozen strong men would not be able to get close at all.

Merlin Moor was not distracted, and according to the memory in his mind, he stabbed out one sword after another.

What even he didn't expect was that he would soon enter an extremely magical state.

If anyone saw it at this time, they would definitely scream in disbelief, because Merlin Moor, who is known to be the most stupid person in the Sword Asking Sect, seems to be a different person at this time, with extremely graceful footwork and elegant swordsmanship. There is a bit of a dusty aura, especially in the last four most exquisite swords. The moves are closely connected and there is no gap to follow. One sword is as fast as the other.

At the end, the pale red rusty sword turned into a ball of red light, rolling around him, extremely fierce.

"call out--!"

Amidst the sound of the rusty sword breaking through the air, Merlin Moor put away his sword and stood up.

A look of surprise appeared on his delicate face.

"It's strange. In my previous memory, the last four moves of this set of swordsmanship were extremely difficult to master. The previous owner of this body spent more than two years practicing thousands of times, but still couldn't master it completely. But why? I just felt that everything was very simple, it seemed that as long as I thought of the moves in my mind, my body could easily complete them?"