shady writers

The night in City W was supposed to be extremely lively, but after the day's events, it was unusually quiet at the moment.

However, the Internet has turned upside down.

After some discussions, they roughly knew what happened, and with the update of Tianladder [-] novels, they basically figured out everything.

A pen seems to give Wu a lot of face. This time, he still didn't directly write about Wu is Wu, but wrote about the process with the eyes of a bystander.

After the tornado was split by a sword, two men appeared.

After that, Wanjiang Pavilion had a pavilion master named Wu, who seemed to be a sword repairer. Judging from the two swords he showed before, it is not an exaggeration to be called the sword god.

Such a person is completely different from Wu, who has always been famous for dance and illusion.

Even if the names have the same pronunciation, it is still rare to guess that they are the same person. More people think that Wu may be Wu's brother or something.

In the hotel, Wu and the others opened three rooms, and Wu himself occupied one of the big rooms, while the other four shared the remaining two rooms. Fortunately, each room had two beds, so it would not be embarrassing.

I don't know whether Duma and Xue Yixing have reached a revolutionary friendship on the point of appeasement dance, and they slept in the same room this time.

"Do you think Wu Hewu is alone?" Duma whispered to Xue Yixing lying on the bed and watching the discussion on the Internet.

"What do you care about this?" Xue Yixing turned over, "Anyway, we just need to know that Wu is the master of the Nether Pavilion, and Wu is the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion."

He didn't seem to be in the least curious about it.

Duma stood up, "Aren't you curious at all?"

"There's no end to being too curious."

"I see." Duma took out his mobile phone, and quickly found a lot of stories about men disguised as women and women disguised as men. "The power of the masses is powerful, and one of them will always be the truth."

Xue Yixing sighed, and said, "We'll investigate after we return to the Nether Pavilion."

"Why?" Dumas asked.

"Because there is a mission to explore the past of the Nether Pavilion, and as Wu talked about, she is the past of the Nether Pavilion. At least one thing is certain, the Nether Pavilion exists because of her."

Duma thought for a moment, "You wait, I'll take a look at the camp missions of Wanjiange."

The preceding tasks are quite similar.

"Instigate rebellion against a person who has been transferred", "climb to the first step of the ladder", "eliminate a famous disciple", "explore the past of Wanjiange"

"Wanjiange also has a mission to explore the past." Duma said.

Duma looked at his sword thoughtfully.

"Let's go to Wanjiange to have a look." Duma suddenly suggested.

Xue Yixing was a little surprised, "It's late at night, what are you doing here? The secret realm may open anytime tomorrow."

"That's why it is necessary to visit Wanjiange in advance. Whether that Wu is Wu Wu or not, with his majestic swordsmanship, he will definitely not be the first person to hold a sword. It is impossible for him to have no connection with Wanjiange's past." Duma has turned over and dressed, "High risk usually means high reward."

And if a high income is obtained, it means that the possibility of returning safely after going to the secret realm will be higher, and at the same time, the possibility of finding good things in the secret realm will also be higher.

Xue Yixing wasn't that kind of coward, otherwise he wouldn't have led people to hunt down Duma back then.

He only thought for a second before deciding to follow.

He is from the Nether Pavilion. Although he is a sword cultivator now, this is only temporary, and he will definitely return to the Nether Pavilion in the future. If he does not participate in this exploration right now, he will have no chance.

The two hit it off.

But Xue Yixing will not forget to follow his brothers, "Wait a minute, I'll call my brothers."

"Okay, with more people, the risk will be smaller."

So the four gathered together and headed towards Wanjiange.

Wanjiange was very quiet tonight. When they were about to step into Wanjiange, they found that the door plaque of Wanjiange seemed a little different.

On the door plaque, there was a faint crack, which seemed to be injured by sword energy.

But before today, Duma confirmed that the door plaque of Wanjiange Pavilion was as new as if it had just been finished.

There are three big characters "Wan Jiange" written on the golden paint. The person who wrote this word must be a master of calligraphy.

Just looking at these three words, that wanton young man seemed to appear in front of them. He wrote three large characters with a big stroke of "youthful spirit, scolding Fang Qiu".

But now those three characters are not perfect, because once the crack appeared on the word sword.

All of a sudden, a sense of desolation grew, as if the young man had gone through many things, and finally swung his sword towards the place where he had set off, denying everything in his past and cutting off everything in his past.

These strange feelings gradually disappeared, Duma jumped up, hung one hand on the door plaque, observed carefully to get the sword mark, and then relied on the remaining sword path on the sword mark to settle down.

He fell to the ground.

Xue Yixing was really helpless right now.

After a while, Duma came out of his samadhi and said, "That sword energy is the same as the one Wu wielded."

"Maybe it was just left today." Xue Yixing said.

"Impossible, Wu is very strong. The sword energy behind him completely canceled out the one in front, and it didn't touch the Wanjiange avatar at all." Duma Heritage affirmed.

Although he was in samadhi at that time, he still felt very deeply about the second sword energy. After all, he is a sword cultivator, a sword cultivator who has just taken shape in the way of the sword.

"I suspect that there should have been this crack on the door plaque of Wanbao Pavilion, but it was repaired later, and the kendo in the sword qi that Wu slashed out hooked out the remaining kendo, and the repaired thing disappeared. No, this scar is exposed."

After all, Xue Yixing didn't practice swords, so naturally he didn't understand much.

Zhong Le followed behind and suddenly remembered the description in the novel, and asked: "The novel says that Wanbao Pavilion has the way of swordsmanship, but it's just an attic where did the way of swordsmanship come from?"

"If it has the way of the sword, why can't those swords have the way of the sword? Obviously they have already begun to have some consciousness."

His question is very crucial at this moment.

Even Wanbaoge, who had been listening to them, understood in an instant.

At that time Wu asked him: "Little Attic, do you know what kendo is?"

Wan Jiange couldn't understand it at all, because in that sword energy, the way of the sword he felt was: "For the sky, for the earth, and for oneself. To cultivate a sword is to cultivate a person."

But it is just an attic. Even if it has a little consciousness, it has not yet reached the level of a human being. If it wants to practice swordsmanship, the first step is to cultivate a human being.But it is obviously not even a human being, so how can it have the way of swordsmanship?

Because on its door plaque, someone left a sword path.

It turned out to be the case.

But who exactly is left behind?

Wan Jiange couldn't remember that taking a sword had existed before it was conscious.

"Sure enough, Wu was definitely related to Wanjiange before." Apparently Duma was also aware of this problem, and he was a little excited at the moment.

[Clue 10: Remnants of swordsmanship (already achieved), reward faction points per person: [-] points, please make persistent efforts to complete the task of exploring the past of Wanjiange, and accelerate the progress of the fusion of the heavens. ]

The beep has sounded.

A few people froze for a moment. They didn't expect that this exploration task would not be able to get ten camp points until all of them were completed, but that as long as one clue was explored, they would get ten points, and all team members could get it.

That's pretty rich.

Sure enough, this task is the most worthwhile to do.

"Let's go in." It was unavoidably a little exciting to get rewarded at the beginning of the task.

That's what games do, giving instant rewards to entice people to work harder on tasks.

The reason why the fusion of the heavens adopts a game-oriented approach has to make people feel that it is to make them better understand the cultivation rules of the heavens and to make them more motivated to complete the great fusion of the heavens.

Perhaps after the complete fusion of the heavens, it will be the end of this book.

The four of them walked towards Wanjiange.

Wanjiange has several floors. The first floor is the place where you can change jobs. Here, players who happen to be level ten need to go to the futon in the center and kneel down to a wall in front. There is a line of words carved with sword energy on the wall. I don't know what kind of civilized characters the characters are, and I really can't understand them.

But judging by the pair's neat sentences, it looks like an unfinished poem.

This poem must have a deep relationship with Wanjiange's past.

"We've got to figure out what's written here."

The words engraved with sword energy.

Duma approached and looked at those notches. There was no trace of sword way in these sword qi, but the feeling of this sword qi was very similar to the one on the door plaque, and the word was written like "Wan Jiange". words.

Obviously, the person who wrote the word "Wan Jiange", the person who split a crack in the word "Sword" and left the way of the sword, and the person who wrote this sentence are the same.

Judging from the way of the sword, Duma thinks it is very likely that it is Wu.

What the hell did he write?

The four of them went around downstairs, but they couldn't find any clues, and they really couldn't tell what was written in that paragraph, so they rubbed the text with ink and paper, and then put away the Spring Festival couplets. Two pieces of paper, walked up to the second floor, trying to see if there were any clues on the second floor.

The second floor is where Wanjian is stored. There are swords everywhere on the table and stones on the ground.

Several people looked at these swords. These swords looked very new. They were just randomly placed on the ground, but there was no trace of rust, as if they had just been cast.

But thinking about it, I also know that this is impossible.

Perhaps it is the special effect of Wanjiange, which can make the sword stainless.

Duma remembered that in the original text of Tian Lai IV, it was written that these swords have a little consciousness, so he spread the paper on the ground and asked, "Do you have any impression of this word?"

These swords didn't care about him at all.

Duma recalled that they were very enthusiastic about dancing, so he said: "If someone can help us solve the problem of this word, maybe I can get Wu's signature for that sword."

This caused the surrounding swords to become lively, and they surrounded him in an instant.

Xue Yixing was really stunned, his eyes widened, and he said, "I never thought that swords would chase after stars."

"Now I think Wu should be Wu." Looking at the many swords in front of him, Duma said so.

Can make so many swords crazy, except for Wu who swung the peerless sword that amazed everyone, there is no one else. Even if the dance is powerful, it is useless. These are swords. A man with a fan.

Xue Yixing didn't answer, but in his heart, he agreed.

After a while, these swords suddenly stopped moving, and they looked a little downcast. They were just beginning to realize, and now they are no different from a three-year-old child. Most of the time, they can only act on instinct, and they still can't understand the words , let alone a word that neither Duma nor Xue Yixing knew.

But suddenly a sword came out on its own initiative, and it pointed at the corner, as if it wanted to lead the two of them to a certain place.

So the two followed and came to a dilapidated cabinet with a rusty lock on it.

This is really strange, these swords will not rust, logically speaking, everything in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion should not rust, why is the lock rusty?

But it was convenient for Duma. He split the rusty lock with his sword and opened the cabinet. Inside the cabinet was a sword that had been broken in two. The sword was full of rust, just like the split lock. .

Sensing someone coming, it moved slightly.

If the swords outside look like children, then this broken sword is like an old man who is about to pass away.

Duma moved the two pieces of paper in front of Broken Sword, spread them out and asked, "Do you know what is written here?"

Seeing the words, the sword trembled.

Its sword tip flew to the front of the paper, and began to slide along these traces.

Duma understood its meaning, "You carved these words?"

The other party nodded, it was a little excited, the abandoned broken sword wanted to see its owner again, before it was completely scrapped, it wanted to see it again.

Duma inexplicably felt the sadness and couldn't say anything.

He picked up Broken Sword, "Let's go, let's find Wu."

Xue Yixing: "!!! What are you doing! Are you crazy?"

They came out secretly.

"It's impossible for Wu not to know that we left." Duma replied.

After all, it's dancing.

He left with the sword in his arms. As a sword repairman, he couldn't just see a sword scrapped like this.

Duma ran all the way back to the hotel and knocked on Wu's door.

Xue Yixing and the three followed behind gasped, feeling instantly that this person was about to finish playing.

The door opened slowly, and Wu in women's attire came into view.

Broken Sword was very confused, it thought its owner had returned, and Duma brought him to see the owner, but the person in front of him was not its owner.

"It's going to die." Wu said flatly, as if she had seen this kind of thing too often.

"It wants to see Wu." Duma said urgently.

Wu looked at Duma, she knew what Duma meant, but in fact, what it wanted to meet was not Wu, but the original owner of Wanjiange, and she was not.

But she didn't say it.

"Wait a minute," she simply said.

Close the door.

Not long after, the door opened.

A man appeared there, standing there like a sword, cold and arrogant, like the moon and water.

Broken Sword was extremely excited, it was trembling.

"Thank you, Ruyuejian." He said.

That familiar voice seemed to have traveled through the millennium.

Kisaragi still remembered the appearance when it accompanied that magnificent swordsman all the way to the highest point.

It's a pity that in the end, he gave up on the way of the sword, or in other words, the way of the sword abandoned him. He wrote that paragraph, and finally the sword broke and he left.

The glitz is gone, and everything is empty.

That passage is "Don't say that everything turns to nothing, and it's all a dream when you don't turn your head." (Note 1, citing Su Shi's poem)

A voice of vicissitudes passed into the minds of several people, and then the broken sword dissipated, leaving nothing behind.

[Clue 20: A dream (completed), clue [-]: broken sword like the moon (completed), reward faction points: [-] points per person, please make persistent efforts to complete the task of exploring the past of Wanjiange, and accelerate the progress of the fusion of the heavens. ]

Wu's mood didn't fluctuate at all, he closed the door, as if everything had nothing to do with him.