Fighter of the Destiny

Kendo is of course about practicing swords. Of course the sword is important. It's just... is it that important? In addition to affecting combat power, could it also affect the realm of the sword wielder?

The sword in Su Li's hand now came from the blacksmith shop in the small town at the foot of Mount Li. It was made by Luo Dagen, a not-so-famous blacksmith in the blacksmith shop. It cost a lot of money and took half a day. He has been with him for more than twenty years. . Holding this ordinary long sword that could not be called a magical weapon, he was still the best swordsman in the world. His sword had previously blocked Pi Yi, and not long ago he had killed a demon general.

It is precisely because of his ordinary sword that the Lishan Sword Sect's attitude towards returning swords to their original nature has become a common practice. Qi Lu of the Kingdom of God and other young disciples have followed suit out of admiration for their uncle. Qiu Shanjun obviously owns a very famous dragon scale sword, but even in the battle with the powerful demon clan for the key to Zhouyuan, he was only willing to use an ordinary long sword, which also came from the foot of Lishan Mountain. That small town also came from the same blacksmith shop, and it only cost a few coins, and the same was true for Guan Feibai. But this did not affect the status of Qiu Shanjun and Guan Feibai among the young generation of strong men in the mainland. They hold ordinary green steel swords and are also members of the laws of the Kingdom of God.

"Some stupid people may not understand this." The black robe gently wiped away a few snowflakes on the square plate, looked at Su Li and said calmly: "But I understand that as long as you can't find the sword, no matter what It doesn't make any difference to you whether it's the Shaqiu sword in the Huaiyuan or the inferior sword in your hand from the blacksmith shop."

"Yes." Su Li was silent for a while and said, "I do need a sword, and I have been looking for that sword."

Many years ago, he was brought to Lishan by his master from his hometown. He walked through dozens of miles of long mountain roads, entered the mountain gate, and became an inner disciple of the Lishan Sword Sect. He mastered the general secrets of the Lishan Sword Sect in a short period of time. , his talent in swordsmanship gradually emerged, and he was loved by all his brothers and sisters and respected by his nephews, but he never had his own sword.

When the swords were divided in the Hongshifeng Sword Hall, he had no choice. When he practiced swordsmanship every day and planned moves with his senior brothers, he always used a wooden sword. The senior brothers asked him why he refused to choose a sword. He said that he didn't like the swords in the sword hall. In fact, there was something else in his heart - those swords didn't like him either, and they all avoided him.

A full year has passed. He has completed the study of basic swordsmanship, gained a first glimpse of the true meaning of swordsmanship, and finally qualified to enter the pinnacle and enter the master's cave. His master is the head of the Lishan Sword Sect and is recognized throughout the continent as a peerless expert in swordsmanship. But he didn't listen to what the master was saying at all, he just looked at the sword hanging on the wall behind the master.

The scabbard of the sword was jet black. He didn’t know what material it was made of, and the sword’s true appearance couldn’t be seen in the scabbard. But for some reason, when he looked at the sword, he felt happy, happy, and wanted to dance. He wanted to take it, hold it in his arms, hold it to sleep, or even take a bath. What made him even more happy was that the sword made a nice and soft chirp in the sheath, as if it was responding to his joy and expressing his own at the same time. bona fide.

Naturally, Su Li didn't know at the time that this sword was the sword of the head of the Lishan Sword Sect, the famous Heaven-Shading Sword that ranked among the top ten in the Hundred Weapons List.

The head of the Lishan Sword Sect was a little surprised. His sword was a peerless and fierce sword. It was unparalleledly sharp, extremely cold, and could best cut off love and life. Why did it make such a gentle sword sound today? Why did he react to this little boy? Tong is so gentle? what does that mean? Then he laughed, because Su Li is his only disciple, and this sword will be passed down in the future. Now it seems that people and swords can't get enough of each other, which is really great.

On that day, Su Li got the master's promise that he would pass the sword to him in the future. This made him so happy that the master wanted to spank him because he violated the sect rules thirty-seven times last year. , when he was asked to copy the sword manual five hundred times, he rarely spoke back.

Later...his master entered Zhou Garden. After that, there was nothing more. His master never came back. The sword never came back. Su Li cried for three days and three nights at the top of Mount Li, and then stayed in a daze for seven days and nights before he woke up and returned to the practice of swordsmanship. However, this time his senior brothers and sisters discovered that his waist There is an extra sword in the room.

That sword came from the small town at the foot of Mount Li, from that humble blacksmith shop, and was made by an unknown blacksmith at the time, the grandfather of the current blacksmith Luo Dagen.

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Spring passed and autumn came, and the years passed by. Su Li had just begun to master the art of swordsmanship, and went down from Mount Li to Zhou Garden.

In the following decades, he would enter Zhou Garden every ten years. This naturally meant that during those decades, control of Zhou Garden was always in the hands of humans, and the demons could never get involved. , the reason for this is because he wants to enter Zhou Garden. Who can grab the key to Zhou Garden under his sword?

He had two purposes in entering Zhou Garden. First, he wanted to confirm the life and death of Zhou Du|husband. If the most powerful man under the starry sky was dead, it would be over. If the other person was still alive, he wanted to know the gap between himself and him. How big is it, and how much time will it take for me to defeat this person when I am in the upper realm of Tongyou.

Secondly, he wanted to find the sword that disappeared in Zhou Garden. Maybe it was because Xingkong had never let anyone down, or maybe the famous sword that covered the sky felt his thoughts. When he entered Zhou Garden for the last time, Su Li actually found it in the forest beside the stream. At the same time, this This sword also became the first and only sword found since the opening of Zhou Garden.

However, the sword's sword intent has completely disappeared, leaving only the sword body. Although the material of the sword is still a rare treasure that is difficult to find in the world, it is no longer the same sword as before.

The famous sword is still the same as before, but its popularity is no longer the same.

Su Li was silent for a long time by the river before finally accepting this fact.

The sword is still there, but the sword intention is gone. It turns out that the master...is really gone.

Taking the sword that had lost its soul, Su Li left Zhouyuan and went to the Tang family in Wenshui. He found Mr. Tang, who was occasionally willing to take action himself, hoping that he could find a way to save the sword. How could Mr. Tang, with his status, pay attention to the almost idiotic request of a second-generation disciple of the Lishan Sword Sect? He ignored it. Su Li only did one thing. He stood on the stone dam where the Tang family in Wenshui was hidden in the mountains. In one night, he broke through several realms from Tongyou Upper Realm to the peak of Star Gathering Realm.

As the richest man in the mainland, what Mr. Tang is best at is identifying goods. He knew that Su Li was showing value to him. He admitted that Su Li definitely had this value, so he changed his mind without hesitation and started to make purchases everywhere. Rare materials, trying to revive the famous sword according to his requirements.

Unfortunately, even the Wenshui Tang family couldn't fully fulfill Su Li's request.

The memories end here, because of what happened next, even he, who has always been the most unrestrained, or the thickest-skinned, felt a little embarrassed.

He looked at the shadow in the night sky, sensing the unfathomable will of the Demon Lord, and thought with a smile, if that sword can come to life and is held in my hand now, what does it mean to you?

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The shadow in the sky is getting lower and lower, as if it is connecting with the grassland in the distance.

Chen Changsheng held the yellow paper umbrella and looked at this scene and the cold and deathly look in the eyes of the terrifying beasts in the beast tide. He didn't know why.

He didn't know that the shadow in the sky was the projection of Dapeng. He didn't know that this roc, which had already half-stepped into the sacred realm, was Zhou Du|fu's mount back then. He didn't even know that the sword intention was included in the yellow paper umbrella, which meant that the sword pool might appear at any time. What a provocation this was to the terrifying Dapeng.

Nanke's black hair was spread over his shoulders and was wet from the rain, making it look extremely messy. Her little face was pale, and the indifference in her eyes had long been replaced by anger. In the previous fight, even though they were more than a hundred feet away, the sharp sword intention still hurt her. She didn't understand why the sword intention entered The yellow paper umbrella turned out to be so scary.

"No matter how powerful the sword intention is, so what? If you don't know swordsmanship, how long can you last with only sword intention?"

Listening to the voice of this little demon girl, Chen Changsheng wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't. He had no way to solve this problem, and in fact, even if he solved the problem that the sword power could not be consumed endlessly, he would not be able to use it endlessly. There was no way to deal with the ocean-like tide of beasts surrounding the tomb.

There was an angry cry, and the cold wind suddenly rose above the Shinto. The wet skirt flew up, and the rain deflected it. Nanke raised his sword and struck again.

Two rays of sword light shot out from the blade of the Southern Cross Sword, like two galaxies, slashing towards Chen Changsheng along the straight divine path.

Chen Changsheng raised the yellow paper umbrella to greet him. Hundreds of tiny sword winds were generated on the umbrella surface, accompanied by dense chi chi cutting sounds. The unimaginable sharp sword intent directly cut off the two galaxies, and then It was instantly chopped into countless pieces, and the stone platform in front of the main entrance of the mausoleum was filled with stars, floating like a sea of ​​fireflies.

At this moment, a piano sound sounded.

The ground at the lower end of the Shinto had already been wet by the heavy rain. The old man was sitting cross-legged in the rain, with his guqin across his knees. He lowered his head and played a piece of music attentively.

The old man is the elder of the Zhuyin Witch, and he is best at mental attacks. There is no telling how dangerous the sound of the piano is hidden in, as if it were gurgling like water. The raindrops fall from the sky, and he strikes the strings with his old fingers, and then The vibration of the strings shook it into a mist. Accompanied by the loud or soft sound of the piano, some objects appeared vaguely in the mist.

Those were not real things, but powerful spiritual thoughts, like mountain ghosts or witch tigers. They suddenly left the guqin on the old man's lap and came to the stone platform like a hurricane, without blowing away the sea of ​​fireflies. The starlight-like fragments avoided the yellow paper umbrella in an extremely mysterious manner and turned into several wisps of cold wind, falling on Chen Changsheng's face.

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(At this critical juncture, I hesitated to write about this vanished famous sword. Everyone understands the reason. Zhou Yuan’s long article, from beginning to end, was counting on this sword to add luster to me. I hope it will be published in the end. The results satisfy me and everyone. I wish you all a happy weekend and see you tomorrow. Also: The update is later than expected, although it is still before 11 o'clock. The reason for this is because I ate hot pot at night. I don't know if I ate too much or not. For some other reason, I feel very uncomfortable and depressed...well, I guess it’s just because I’m full.)