Lu Wangchen left, Dou Shiqian leaned on the door frame with his waist on his back, and when he saw the always calm Fourth Senior Brother, he was stunned and couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong with the Fourth Senior Brother?" What did Master tell you just now? ”

Hearing the question, Yin Budrunk relieved himself, but thinking of the Taoist teaching that Shizun just talked about, Yin Budrunk couldn't help but worry. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Sixth junior brother, our junior brother is not simple!"

In the wooden house behind Daigo Xiaozhu, Lu Wangchen gently put down the sleeping Zuo Ye, at this time he had changed back to the appearance of a seven-year-old child, with green hair like a waterfall, and his fair face was full of the tender red of the fruit, Xu is the appearance of the void night made his mind affected, when he woke up, the memory of the fault line would not be regained, he would forget the fall of his parents, the separation of his brothers and sisters, the abandonment of his relatives and the betrayal of this world.

Maybe that's the best way for you.

Lu Wuchen didn't know that he would feel guilty whenever he faced Zuo Ye, his parents were not forced to die by himself, his betrayal was not caused by himself, and even when he was the most helpless and difficult, he never hurt him, and thought about taking him under his door, although this was entrusted by others, not out of intention, but the ending was good after all.

No matter how Ren Lu Wangchen calculated, he couldn't figure out where the guilt that affected his mood came from. It wasn't until many years later that he realized that the reason why he felt guilty when he saw Zuo Ye had nothing to do with Zuo Ye, but because he looked too similar to her.

What needs to be done will always be done, and what should come will eventually come.

According to Lu Wangchen's calculations, the day Zuo Ye woke up was in these two days, and he was in a state of innate chaos at this time, which was the rarest opportunity for cultivators, so he decided to pass on the general outline of swordsmanship and Taoism to him first.

The state of innate chaos is like the congenital state of the unborn baby, the spiritual power is pure and powerful, and there are no distracting thoughts and demons. At this time, if you are able to cultivate the Tao and practice the Fa, you should be able to enter the realm in one day for 100 days.

The opportunity was rare, Lu Wangchen raised his qi and accepted the yuan, urging the mysterious power that had just been transformed by the law yuan in his body, and reorganizing a piece of residual ink that had long been erased on the Zhihai Sendai, and the thoughts in the mud pill palace swayed and sprayed out.

I saw that Lu Wangchen's thoughts turned into thousands of ancient seals, colliding with each other, and finally arranged and combined into a section of mysterious and obscure scriptures, from the center of the left night eyebrows into the mud pill palace.

When his consciousness entered the Mud Pill Palace of Zuo Ye, Lu Wangchen's body trembled, originally thinking that Zuo Ye's sea of consciousness should still be in a chaotic and barren state, but unexpectedly, as soon as he touched it, he was teleported to a vast sea of stars.

"Here...... It's his sea of knowledge. "Although there are also many disciples of the immortal cultivation family who have obtained strange things to open up the sea of pseudo-knowledge, most of them are useless waste, but as soon as Lu Wangchen stepped here, he knew that Zuo Ye's sea of knowledge did not rely on strange things, but was really innate. Because there is still the breath of heaven and earth creation in this place.

"I didn't expect this kid to have such an opportunity, if it weren't for the serious depletion of his mind, I'm afraid no one would have thought that this kid would not only be too desolate in the god body, but also have the innate knowledge of the sea." Lu Wangchen sighed with emotion, and at the same time did not forget to imprint the essence of the Sword and Demon Sutra in the sea of stars, although Lu Wangchen's cultivation is profound, but he is not much interested in exploring the sea of knowledge of Zuo Ye.

Knowing the sea is where people are in charge of thinking and memory, and represents the 'spiritual' realm.

It retains all the experiences, memories and cultivation of all the experiences of a person's life, and it is the biggest secret in the human body. Sometimes even those close to you can't be honest about the secrets of the sea of knowledge, because this is more important than life for a cultivator, and you can give his life for him, but you can't share your sea of knowledge.

Therefore, in order to show respect for his disciples, Lu Wangchen retreated from the river after a glance.

After passing the exercises, Lu Wangchen breathed for a while and left.

His consistent principle of teaching his disciples is that the master leads the way in and the practice depends on the individual, and when he finishes teaching, your own practice has already begun.

Long after Lu Wangchen left, in the wooden house, on the bed, the sleeping Zuo Ye couldn't help but enter a spiritual world.

The Tao is divided into yin and yang, and the sword has gods and demons

In ancient times, there was a world in the heavens, called the Sword Realm.

It is not only the sword world, but all the living beings in the sword world have sword nature, even the grass, trees, and caryophyllus, and they can all be sword cultivators after cultivating into spirits.

Zuo Ye appeared here like a dream, without noticing the slightest abruptness, he was just a junior apprentice in an ironsmith shop in Jiangi, waiting for the master to learn the skills of ironmaking.

In the sword world, it is true that all living beings have sword nature, but there are also high and low sword nature, good and bad, from one to nine, the first-class sword nature is the most, and the ninth-class sword nature is inferior. The division of the sword world is based on the sword nature, and the junior apprentice is the ninth-grade sword nature, so he is the lowest and lowly person in the sword world.

But he doesn't care much about his status or anything, he just needs to follow the master to learn to make iron, and then save money to take care of the blacksmith after he saves money, which is what he cares about.

In this way, in the process of material selection, material identification, smelting, hammering, quenching, and grinding infinitely repeatedly, the primary apprentices followed the master to learn to strike iron and learn to cast swords, and in a few years they created thousands of good swords, and even the Sword Emperor, the lord of Jianji City, had summoned them to cast swords for Jianji City.

In this way, the apprentice became a university apprentice, and he no longer followed the master to strike iron, because the master ran to another world to strike iron, and the master there said that it was too far, so he would not take him with him.

However, the master also left a message, he said: "My lifelong wish is to forge a peerless blade, but if you want to build a peerless sword, you need to first make the best piece of divine iron." ”

So the apprentice packed his package, picked up the sword made of iron that he had beaten best, and began to search for the legendary divine iron that could create a peerless divine blade.

The process of searching can be imagined to be extremely difficult, he has been to the sword pool under the cold ice of the Antarctica for thousands of years, to the island of the Three Immortals at the end of the deep area of the East China Sea, to the sword peak of the Thousand Mountains of Western Shu, and to find the Xudu Tonglu of the Southern Barbarian Ghost Ridge.

When he returned to Jianji again, it had been hundreds of years in a hurry, he was still the university apprentice, and the years had no effect on him, but his posture was straight, his eyes had become divine, and his cultivation was also shocking.

But all these college disciples didn't care, just as he didn't care when his ninth-rank sword nature was the lowest person in Kengi. The only thing he was thinking about was the master's entrustment, and he shot out a piece of divine iron and cast it into a divine sword.

So he left again, and after many years passed, he had traveled to many places, found a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures, he had shot countless good irons, forged countless good swords, and finally even created a divine show, he had been able to create a 'spirit iron' that only the Chaos Gods could forge.

At the moment when the forging of 'Spirit Iron' was successful, the senior apprentice also smiled, and he also thought that he had fulfilled his master's instructions, but the smile disappeared and was replaced by his contemplation and incomprehension.

For some reason, the university apprentices always felt that there was still a gap between the Divine Spirit Treasure Iron and the Divine Iron required by the master in their minds.

At this time, the college apprentice recalled his life experience, only to find that the vicissitudes of life had made him increase his extraordinary knowledge, let him get acquainted with many people, and realized that after three thousand red dusts, good and bad, the sword world could no longer find the divine iron that the master said, and he could not cast that peerless sword. The university disciple was very depressed, wandered the sword world in despair, and finally returned to Kengi for the third time after going around and around.

When he saw the Sword Emperor again, the Sword Emperor was already dying, like a candle in the wind.

It turns out that time is the greatest calamity for people.

The university disciple didn't know why he sighed like this, and when he left Jianji, it was already three years after he sat down with the Sword Emperor and talked about it. The Sword Emperor told him that the current Sword Realm could no longer meet the realm of the Divine Iron that he could build, and he needed to go to the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms beyond the Sword Realm to find the Divine Iron Materials that could be forged in the wider world.

So the university apprentice embarked on the road of the heavens, the old sword emperor did not lie to him, in the wider heavens and ten thousand worlds, the university apprentice met more people, found a better material, he would create a good iron in every line, cast into a good sword, and gradually every piece of iron he hit was 'Lingshen Iron', 'Lingshen Iron' became 'Xuanshen Iron', and 'Xuanshen Iron' became 'Dao Divine Iron'.

In the end, the college apprentices no longer strike iron.

Because he has reached the extreme of the Dao, there is no more divine iron in the world.

The university disciple became depressed again, he thought that he had failed his master's instructions, and he never returned to Kengi for the fourth time, because the old Sword Emperor had been seated countless years ago.

He no longer fought with iron swords, and began to wander in the heavens and all worlds, which was his bad condition, and whenever he was in a bad mood, he was accustomed to emptying himself and banishing himself.

During his exile, he met many people, the Bianhuang Sword God, the Chaos Sword Immortal, and the Taisheng Demon Emperor......

"They are all very strange people, and when they know my story, they all have to look at the iron sword I carry with me, which is the best iron I made when I was working in the blacksmith, and if I don't give it, they will fight with me, and if I give it, they will fight inexplicably. It's really weird people. ”

Zuo Ye's consciousness was withdrawn from the university apprentice at some point, and he stood in the border wilderness universe, a young man of the same grade as him in front of him had a wooden face, but his eyes were bright and agile like the stars of the Nine Heavens, as if the experience just now was what he had been telling for himself.

"Later, I had no iron to fight, so I listened to the idea of the guy in the border wilderness and wrote down my experience of iron-making, although I can't strike iron, I can still let others learn to help me continue to search, the heavens and all worlds are too big, one day someone will hit a piece of divine iron and cast it into a peerless sword!" As the young man spoke, a smile bloomed on Mu Ne's face, although it was just a smile, it was like the first dawn of the universe, the miracle of Hongmeng's creation.

Zuo Ye looked at him in a daze, and it wasn't until he came back to his senses that he realized that the other party had stretched out a hand to him at some point, and he didn't know when he put his hand on it.

"I'm sure you can fulfill my long-cherished wish."

The young man said every word, and every word was serious, but the voice of the voice changed from the young man to a young man. Zuo Ye was in a trance, as if he saw the college apprentice and himself through the young man in front of him.

The light gradually flourished, illuminating the entire border wilderness universe into a world of light, and Zuo Ye was engulfed in the light, and closed his eyes.

"Come on, boy!"