Evil Soldiers' Self-Cultivation

After the young man got off the bus, he saw a thin air flow from the bus that was invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people floating on his body. Recondense into a solid body.

Touching the corner of the clothes, the young man let out a long sigh and murmured: "My sheath..."

The ancient sword of Yan State, Changge, is the sharpest sword forged by Ning Lizi, the most famous swordsmith in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods.At that time, Ning Lizi got a piece of Tianwai black iron by chance, no matter how much he used fire to temper it, he couldn't melt it. It wasn't until Ning Lizi cut open his chest and sprinkled his heart's blood on it that the hard black iron was willing to deform.When the sword was formed, Ning Lizi and several disciples were obsessed with it, and vowed to forge the No.1 sword at that time.After ninety-nine and eighty-one days of forging, the sword embryo still refused to take shape. Ning Lizi's eldest disciple sacrificed himself for the sword and jumped into the furnace. Only then did the sword take shape.On the day the sword was cast, Ning Lizi cut off his own arm and sharpened the sword with his most important right hand, saying that he would never make another sword after this sword.

And this precious sword did not disappoint Ning Lizi's expectations, it had a cold light, and cut iron like mud, nothing in the world could resist the power of this precious sword.Ning Lizi loved this sword very much, and traveled all over the Central Plains for it, and finally found a kind of iron wood that had grown into a thousand-year-old Miao nationality in southern Xinjiang, and made a unique sheath for this sword.

Since then, this precious sword named "Chang Ge" has started its way of killing.

It is invincible, and in the hands of the leader of the army, it becomes a frightening sword.General Yan Guo used it to behead hundreds of enemy troops besieging and killing him, and escaped from the encirclement of the enemy unscathed.Since then, the epee Changge became famous in the first battle and became the sword for warriors to fight for.

More than two thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye. Chang Ge has changed many masters and slaughtered many war souls. Finally, he was sealed in the hands of an unknown general and became the general's funeral object. underground.

However, decades ago, a group of people dug up the general's cemetery, but the general was a poor man before his death, and he didn't have many things around him after his death, only a sword lying quietly beside the general's body.The group picked up the spear and unsheathed it.Changge is a sword that does not return to its sheath without seeing blood. It has killed too many people, and once it is out of the sheath, the evil spirit will slowly overflow, eroding the mind of the sword holder.

A person with a firm mind is a person who holds a sword; a person with a weak heart is a person who holds a sword.

The little dwarf who picked up the long dagger was a cruel and bloodthirsty person, but he became even more vicious when he took the sword, beheading all his subordinates.Those officers who didn't want to hurt themselves shot Chang Ge with their guns, trying to destroy the evil sword.But Chang Ge was originally made of indestructible black iron, and the bullets were no match for the hardness of Chang Ge. Hundreds of people were slaughtered by the officer, and only one person missed the aim of the gun when he was dying, and hit the officer's forehead .

After that, no one dared to go to the ancient tomb again, and Chang Ge couldn't get back the sheath, Yeye made a sound of "Cen Cen" and tried to get back the sheath.

However, after decades of this, no one put Chang Ge back into his scabbard. Until yesterday, a group of grave robbers dug up the tomb, drilled in through the robbery hole, and found Chang Ge and its scabbard scattered on the side.

In the general's tomb, the only treasure was this sword. Because of the uneven distribution of spoils, several tomb robbers once again aroused their anger in their hearts, and used long spears to kill each other.During the battle, someone used a scabbard to resist, and Chang Ge cut off the scabbard that had accompanied him for thousands of years.

The ancient Changge sword has claimed the lives of tens of millions of people, and has been relying on the scabbard to seal the evil spirit. At this moment, there is nothing to seal the evil spirit for thousands of years, and it is all condensed on the sword, which finally helps the ancient sword take shape.

Gu Jian Chang Ge lightly caressed the scabbard that had been broken in two with his fingers, and heaved a long sigh.

Killing was not what he wanted, bloodthirsty was not what he wanted.He is just a sword, how to use this sword is the choice of the sword bearer.

But today, the sheath of the ruined sword came out, and he became a sword that could control himself.

No need to be driven by others, no need to become a famous sword, no need to be buried in the ground as other people's funeral objects, he has human hands and feet, can stand and walk, and can travel thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

"After today, I will be Yan Changge."

Without forgetting the origin, Gu Jian named himself, Yan Changge, the ancient sword of Yan State, named Yan Changge.

I thought that from now on, as long as I concentrate on cultivation and condense my body, I can live in the world freely and for a long time as a human being.But when Yan Changge walked out of the ancient tomb and walked into the small mountain village, he realized that his thinking was too simple.

The spiritual energy in this world is so lacking!Before he was buried in the ground hundreds of years ago, the world was full of aura and lush vegetation.But now, it is very difficult for him to absorb even a little spiritual energy.

In such a world, what should he do with a sword that has just transformed into form!

Fortunately, Yan Changge is not a human or spiritual cultivator. Even if he doesn't have spiritual energy, he still has two ways to practice if he wants to practice.

One, the evil spirit takes shape, and if you want to maintain your shape, as long as you keep absorbing the blood evil spirit, you can continue to practice. He has felt millions of people hundreds of miles away, which is as many as the previous country. Slaughtering all the people in this place is enough for him to become a demon; both, if he is already full of evil spirits, if he wants to take the right path, it is actually better to follow the path of Buddhist cultivation, learn from those bald people, put down the butcher knife and stand on the ground It is very easy for so many people to become a Buddha and build a golden body by cultivating merits and virtues hundreds of miles away.

Becoming a Buddha or a demon is all in Yan Changge's thought.

Yan Changge, who has not yet made a decision, walked to a sign in a trance, and saw a four-wheeled thing he had never seen parked beside the sign, and a middle-aged man was sitting inside the four-wheeled thing, his body was turbid , neither black nor white, only gray and inconspicuous, he is an ordinary person with no great evil.

Kill him and become a bloodthirsty demon, or...

Yan Changge walked into the four-wheeled thing... Let's call this thing a cart. Although there are no horses, it can carry people and has wheels. It should be a cart.In ancient times there were wooden oxen and horses, but now there should be carts without horses.

After getting into the car, he first looked at the attire of the coachman, and changed his attire of a traveler into that of the coachman, but the color changed slightly.His scabbard was destroyed, and the clothes on his body were condensed by his own true energy. This change was very labor-intensive, and the inconspicuous corners of his clothes were transformed into blurs.

Fortunately, the coachman didn't look at Yan Changge carefully, but kept asking for two yuan, or because it was an air-conditioned car, it was one yuan more expensive.Although he didn't know how the air conditioner could pull such a big car, Yan Changge concealed his confusion and took out the money from the tomb robbers from his pocket.There are many circles on the bank note (?) that Yan Changge can't understand, but fortunately there are still Chinese characters, such as "one hundred yuan", "five ten yuan" and "two ten yuan". There are "one yuan", but Yan Changge thinks that this kind of car pulled by the "air conditioner" should be relatively rare and expensive. How can you only take the bank note that seems to be the smallest denomination?

So Yan Changge took out "one hundred yuan".

The result was stopped by the driver, and it turned out to be the cheapest.

Yan Changge put in two one-yuan notes in disbelief, sat in the car, and watched the driver drive the car wobbly.Even though the road was so bumpy, the car didn't shake much. In the end, I didn't see what the "air conditioner" pulling the car was. It was really amazing.

Yan Changge looked at the coachman quietly all the way, he was still hesitating about which path of cultivation to choose.

Cultivating demons is his old profession. He has been killing people for thousands of years. One sword kills one person, and countless creatures perish under his sword blade.Obviously, cultivating magic is an easy and simple path for him.Looking at the fuzzy corner of the clothes that couldn't be condensed into shape, killing intent rose in Yan Changge's heart several times.

As long as the sword blade is slashed on the fragile neck of the coachman, the bloody aura will automatically condense his body, so there is no need to worry that he will not be able to maintain his human form due to lack of true energy.

however……

Yan Changge clenched his fists tightly. Since the day he was born, he has not killed a single time out of his heart.Without the sword spirit, he was held in someone's hand, mechanically killing one person after another; after having the sword spirit, he only vaguely felt like a marionette, without the power of autonomy at all.

Bloodthirsty is not what he loves, killing is not what he wants.

He just wanted to be a sword that could dominate himself.

The car got stuck in the mud and couldn't get out. The "air conditioner" probably didn't have enough strength.The coachman turned around in embarrassment, Yan Changge let go of his clenched fist, and smiled, "Do you want to push the cart?"

One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon.At that swaying moment, he chose to follow his heart and no longer be a sword forced to kill.

Helping the coachman to push the cart is just a little effort, but I didn't expect that after arriving at the destination, I would be thanked by the coachman and gain a little merit.

Just a small act of kindness condensed the fuzzy corners of his clothes into reality, and it seemed that the road of cultivating merit was not difficult.

There were millions of people in this city, and a little favor for everyone would probably be enough to keep him alive for a long time.

Starting today, he will start to be a "person", a kind "person".

Of course, Yan Changge is not a sword without brains, he will not be anxious to find someone to help, after thousands of years in the world, Yan Changge can be regarded as a sword that sees through the world of mortals, it is not a good thing to rush.

The most important thing at this stage is to integrate into this world that is completely different from what I know.

The roads here are made of materials he has never seen before, hard and flat, and there are no horses or cows on the roads, all running fast, most of them are the kind of "air-conditioned" cars.This "air conditioner" is indeed a miracle, faster than the best Maxima, but I don't know where the "air conditioner" is placed on this car, and I don't see what is pulling the car at all.

He still has a lot to learn. The first thing to do is to find a way to create an identity for himself.

Even if Yan Changge has been lying underground for hundreds of years, he still understands that everyone has a record in the household department, and it is very difficult for people without identity to travel.He wants to be a peaceful person, so he naturally needs to have an obvious identity.

The author has something to say:

Yan Changge on the highway: (⊙o⊙)!The speed of the air conditioner is comparable to the speed of my flying sword. Is it possible that the air conditioner brother is also a spiritual creature who has achieved positive results?

Engine (a slap on the air outlet of the air conditioner): Look at you, I am the one pulling the car! ! !