When Danshu woke up, he habitually touched his right hand. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There should be a long sword there.

The whole body is dark and dull, and there is no decoration at all. The two blades appear to be unbladed, and there is a toothed gap near the hilt.

Ordinary as a handful of scrap metal.

But when the ghosts and monsters saw this sword, they must have panicked and roared.

Even Danshu himself subconsciously became wary when he first saw this sword.

It is made of a whole piece of meteorite iron at the bottom of the Crescent Lake in the ancient pasture, which condenses monstrous resentment, beheading immortals and ghosts.

From the day it was forged, the sword exuded a strong killing intent.

It was as if the 400,000 unjust souls in the Sword Domain were screaming together.

When Danshu and Tsubaki had just brought this sword back to Cangwu, Shizun wanted to throw it into the real fire and reforge it.

"Although you have returned safely, this sword was born for killing, and it is extremely ferocious, and the cause and effect are not over, and I am afraid that things will change in the future. Shizun looked at it carefully, and the sword body was shining with a cold dark light, "Especially Tsubaki, you shouldn't stay in such a hostile atmosphere for a long time." ”

Tsubaki pursed her lips and didn't speak.

When Shizun was about to take the sword and melt it, Chunqi suddenly asked, "Shizun, all the undead on that battlefield are inside." Where will they go once the blade is re-forged?"

At that time, there were many wars in the world, and there were 400,000 dead in the battle of Gu Muyuan, and the blood stained the water of Crescent Lake with a thin red.

The master said, "The dead have a place for the dead. ”

Before the fall of Taber, the underworld was established, and from then on, the souls and dead souls in the world did not have to migrate with their bodies, they could enter the underworld and wait for reincarnation, and when the time was right, they could be reincarnated as humans.

However, the Fusang Emperor has been absent for a long time, and the ghosts stranded in the underworld have nowhere to go, and they can't escape the fate of annihilation after all.

"Master, can you give this sword to your disciple for safekeeping?" Danshu said, "Since the cause and effect are not over, escaping is only self-deception. This sword was entrusted to me and Tsubaki, and it may not be a turning point from God. In the future, if there is really a fierce evil and evil calamity, the disciples will also bear it on their own and will never implicate others. ”

Shizun sighed and said, how old are you, what do you bear.

It took a long time for the master to seal the ferocity of this sword. It was handed over to Danshu more than a month later.

"The general used this sword to forcibly change the tide of battle, and his soul was annihilated by the time the sword was made, and the spell of you and him was long overdue. The master said, "We cultivators really shouldn't meddle in the military and political affairs of the world, and this time you knowingly committed it." ”

Danshu knelt in the main hall, bowing his head and not daring to make a sound.

The master said, "When you are older, you have considerations in your heart, and you refuse to listen to the teacher. ”

"Master......" Danshu wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't find the right words.

Shizun continued: "The young man is high-spirited, fearless, and understands the teacher very well. You don't do these things for personal vendettas. But Danshu, the change of dynasties in the world is a common thing, and you can save this generation, but you can't save them for eternity. ”

Danshu said, "The disciple understands. ”

Shizun shook his head: "As a teacher, I also know that you understand." As a teacher, you know better, even if you understand, you still can't help but take action. ”

"This time, someone uses 400,000 dead souls as a medium to force you to intervene with the old and weak women and children of a country; will someone use the lives of one million or two million people to seek a turnaround next time? What kind of thing can't be done to destroy the country and be peerless?"

"Master," Danshu's throat tightened, "but if the disciples don't make a move, they will slaughter the twelve cities......"

"Do you think that if you save the weak country and widows in front of you, there will be no more wars and slaughters in the world? What the Fusang Emperor can't do, how can you do it!" Shizun was rarely angry, and threw his long sword in front of Danshu with a clatter.

The blade slammed into the ground, making a tooth-aching hum.

"This time it was your luck, Gu Muyuan was not guarded by gods. What about next time? If you have a fierce soldier in your hand who can influence the situation of the battle, will you not be coveted by others? And once you enter the game, how easy will it be to try to get out of the battle!"

Hearing this, Danshu suddenly understood the intention of the master. No one knows better than the Master the dangers of carrying the greatest treasure. A dragon ball that can control the southern water system has been fused in Shizun's body for decades. The demon dragon and ghost caused by this were full of murderous opportunities, and during the period, the master lived in fear, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he was waiting for the day.

Danshu bowed his head and said, "The disciple knows that he is wrong. ”

Shizun paused for a long time before continuing: "I have lived for my teacher for more than 100 years, I have seen a lot of living beings withering, and I am used to leaving my friends. Everything is empty when I get old, I just don't want to see a few of you being coerced and not being able to die well. ”

Danshu was so ashamed that he didn't know how to answer.

Shizun touched the top of Danshu's head and said, "As a senior brother, you have to take care of several junior brothers." If even you are so reckless, self-willed, and a teacher...... How can you close your eyes with peace of mind?"

Danshu raised his head suddenly: "Master, please don't say such things! Master, the immortal path is complete, and the immortal ascendancy is just around the corner, how can it be ......?"

Shizun patted him, as if Danshu was still a child of a few years old.

"As the teacher is about to die, there are no more requirements in this life, I just hope that you are safe. If you want to keep this sword, you can, but you must promise to be a teacher, and from now on, you will not tell anyone about the origin of this sword. You are not allowed to interfere in the military and political affairs of the human world and the power of the divine realm. ”

Danshu answered them one by one.

At that time, he didn't know that later, the flames were in the sky, the lives were devastated, and the master died under his own sword.

And that sword has long been lost by Danshu. Under the siege of the gods, the sword flew away from his hand and flew away.

The past three years have passed in front of me like a horse watching a lamp.

"You're awake. What are you looking for?" An unfamiliar voice pulled Danshu back from his trance, "This is Sycamore. It's safe, don't be afraid. ”

Danshu opened his eyes and looked at the source of the voice, only to see a man standing in front of the couch, with sharp eyebrows, a noble body, and bright yellow clothes, but he was more arrogant than the emperor of the world.

Danshu immediately pinched a duel in his hand, and his face still pretended to have just regained consciousness: "Your Excellency?"

The man leaned down and tucked the corners of the quilt for Danshu: "It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is, do you remember who you are?"

Danshu squinted at him.

The man sat on the edge of the couch.

Danshu raised an eyebrow.

The man laughed: "You still haven't changed this habit." When he senses that something is wrong, he likes to provoke the left eyebrow. ”

Danshu said warily: "If you refuse to tell your identity, then please forgive Danshu for being rude." As he spoke, he turned over and sat up, gesturing to leave.

The man shook his head and sighed, "After all these years, your fiery temper hasn't changed at all. ”

Danshu looked at him with a blank expression.

The man continued: "You must have suffered a lot over the years of being a man, right? ”

Danshu intuitively felt that this person might recognize himself as someone else. He pondered the words and said slowly, "Is there any misunderstanding Your Excellency? I am Danshu, the great disciple of Cangwu. "Known for his mild-mannered temperament, tyrannical and wanton is something that happens after entering the devil, and few people know about it.

The man smiled faintly: "Your name in this life is Danshu? ”