Approaching a lonely cave near the summit of Mt. Fuji, it looks particularly abrupt under the surrounding snow, and the mouth of the cave is a clump of grass, and the strong vitality can not help but make Ono Yuriko and his party feel refreshed, and the white mist rising in Ono is like a fairy cave.

Follow the little Zhe villager to pick up the hanging vines into the cave, but there is a hole inside, the straight cave is not a trace of cover, no need to light a torch, even if there is no sunlight in, here is as bright as day, deep in the cave a bay of small lake formed by red tumbling magma, not only emitting a lot of heat, but also developing light, the cave wall is burned by the magma into glass-like crystals reflecting the light, faint red light, as if coming to the Sun Palace.

Not far from the magma lake is a different scene, a bay of blue water exudes endless cold, and the surrounding cave ceilings are condensed with icicles similar to stone stalactites, and the cold light of the forest makes everyone feel cold. An old forging platform is just in the middle of the two bays of water, one cold and one hot, and all kinds of utensils are available.

"Xiao Zhejun, is this what you call a forging hole? Why is there no stove? After a brief shock, Yuriko Ono returned to her former dignity and asked with a frown.

Looking at Yuriko Ono's appearance, Tetsumura immediately became proud, since he went to Mount Fuji, his status has improved significantly, and now he is favored by Miss Yuriko, but he is very restrained, and when he heard Yuriko's question, he immediately said flatteringly.

"That's like this, Miss Yuriko, don't you see that this magma lake happens to be a natural furnace, and you don't have to worry about uneven heating, which can make the forging twice as effective with half the effort, and the cold pool next to it happens to be made of snow piled up on Mt. Fuji, so we don't need to go outside to take the snow on Mt. Fuji at all, we can take materials on the spot."

Yuriko Ono nodded and glanced at him charmingly, "Then please leave it to Tetsukun." ”

"Hey." Xiao Zhe said excitedly as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Today's Kotetsumura even if Yuriko Ono proposes to compete with Yasuo Inagawa, the number one master of Japanese kendo, he will not hesitate to raise the hammer in his hand and engage in a duel between samurai with Yasuo Inagawa, in front of a woman who knows how to use his advantages, he is just a naïve child.

"Murakami-kun, the vigilance on the periphery of Inagawa-kun depends on you." Ignoring how excited Tetsumura was, she said solemnly to Akiba Murakami and Yasuo Inagawa.

"Hey."

Yasuo Inagawa and Ichiro Dohi glanced at each other covertly, followed the footsteps of Akiba Murakami out of the cave, and hid in the crevices of the hidden rocks, keeping an eye on the surrounding movements.

Looking at the two people who went out, Yuriko Ono was very satisfied, she seemed to see that the Ono family had become the right-hand man of the future emperor, one person under ten thousand people, calling for wind and rain in the whole of Japan, even if the emperor had to give three points of courtesy, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise playfully.

"Others are protecting Xiao Zhejun in the cave, and they must not let external factors interfere with Xiao Zhejun's work." After calming down, Yuriko Ono commanded a dozen people in the cave.

"Hey." The rest of the crowd agreed in unison.

These people are the disciples of the Ono family, and they are also the essence, all of them have unique skills, and they are all first-class masters in Japan, and it is they who have made the Ono family complete the road of other families for dozens or even hundreds of years in just ten years, and become a first-class family in Japan, and one of the leading families of the 'Curtain Fall Movement'.

Because Myohomura is too important and has a bearing on the right to speak in the future, Yuriko Ono had to gather these elites of the family and secretly escort Myohomura to Mt. Fuji for secondary forging.

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Looking at Yuriko Ono, who looked like a graceful and luxurious queen high above, Kotsumura gathered his mind and carried out some preparations according to the family records, as well as some special ceremonies, he knew that in order to win Yuriko Ono's favor, he must successfully forge Miaofa Muramasa, otherwise he would not be bullshit, and Yuriko Ono would not look at him more.

Xiao Zhemura took a deep breath, and used a special iron tong to clamp Myofa Village is deep into the magma lake, with the heat of the magma lake, the second forging of Myofa Village is being carried out, although he doesn't know how the method of blood refining is, but with his years of casting experience, Miaofa Village is deep in the bone marrow There is a bloody aura, like impurities entangled with the entire katana, regardless of each other, what he has to do is to clear this bloody aura, and the thing that wants to devour the Lord will not happen again, It just so happens that the snow refining method in the family is an excellent way to restrain yourself.

Sneer...

Suddenly, under the burning of the blazing magma flames, the village of Myofa began to shake violently, as if it was about to break away from the control of the little Zhe villager, and the bloody aura rose into the air, which suddenly made the entire cave a little colder, and the air became viscous, and there was a feeling of oppressive suffocation.

Xiao Zhe was not intimidated by this sudden change, gritted his teeth, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down, and his originally somewhat pale face turned red.

"Help me." Xiao Zhe Murafu suddenly roared, but just two words seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, and it was extremely difficult to jump out of Xiao Zhe Murafu's mouth.

"Yamamoto-kun." Yuriko Ono looked at the iron tongs that were constantly shaking in the hands of Kotsumura, and couldn't help frowning, in fact, even if it was such a situation before, no one expected such a big reaction, Kotsumura didn't even hold on for a quarter of an hour, and Yuriko Ono had to call someone over to resist his position.

"Hey." Taro Yamamoto was unequivocal, and stepped forward with a pair of powerful big hands to grab the iron tongs in the hands of Tetsumura Kojimura, and firmly controlled the trembling to the minimum.

"Little Zhejun, how can this be?" Yuriko Ono asked, twisting her eyebrows, her expression a little heavy.

Now she also realizes the seriousness of the matter, although the 'Curtain Fall Movement' is not won by relying on a single Myoho Muramasa, but the Muramasa sword is recognized as the nemesis of the Tokugawa Shogunate, and its symbolic significance cannot be underestimated, if this Myoho Village is damaged here, then it will undoubtedly be a huge blow to all the 'Shogun Fall Movement' Cheng Yuan, and if it is not done well, it will fall apart, then the Ono family will be directly implicated in the smoke and disappear.

"Huhu, Miss Yuriko, this Mystic Law Village seems to be a little different." The little Zhe villager, who was a little prostrate, took a few big breaths and said with some worry.

"What, what did you say?" Yuriko Ono suddenly raised her eyebrows, and a cold murderous aura came out of her delicate body, tightly locking on Kotsumura.

Myohomura will never allow anything to go wrong, its symbolism is self-evident, and gradually the Ono family, which is the only one, cannot bear the wrath of many allies.

"Yes, that's the case, just now Miaofa Village is not only a demonic bloody aura, but also a strong Zen aura, righteous and bright, peaceful and upright, and intertwined with the bloody aura, this magma lake can not be destroyed at all, only the bloody aura." Feeling the powerful murderous aura on Yuriko Ono, Kotsumura had to fight the possibility of suffocation to speak in one breath.

"Wouldn't that be nice?" Yuriko Ono heard that the murderous aura on her body had disappeared without a trace, her eyes were bent into crescents, and she looked at Kotsumura with a somewhat charming smile.

"That's why it's so bad." Xiao Zhe Murafu frowned, he had followed his father to forge swords since he was a child, and he had not encountered such a strange thing in more than 20 years.

"Oh?" Yuriko Ono looked a little more interested.

"The weapon was originally used for killing, if only Zen is left, then this Miaofa Muramasa can't be contaminated with blood in the future, otherwise terrible things will happen." Xiao Zhe seemed to think of something, and a frightened expression appeared on his face.

"What's the matter?"

"The Buddha is the great demon, if it is contaminated with blood, this knife will become an authentic magic knife, the killing is unparalleled, even if the master is a little careless, it will be counterattacked, ten times more powerful than now." Xiao Zhe Murafu organized the language and said.

"Well, is there any way to change that?" Yuriko Ono said with a frown, she didn't want this Myohomura to become uncontrollable, and she didn't want it to turn into a silver pewter spearhead.

"Yes, yes, but that kind of legend is too ethereal, I have seen from a classic book passed down by the Ming Dynasty that if you find the fire of Samadhi True Fire, you can purify any impurities in the world." Xiao Zhe said as he recalled the classics left in his family.

"It seems that now we can only resign ourselves to fate, I hope Amaterasu can bless us with success, and we will be lucky to get rid of that damn Zen feeling, right?" Yuriko Ono was very unhappy, she didn't like this uncontrollable situation very much.

"Hmm." Xiao Zhe nodded silently, and after regaining some strength, he stared intently at the changes in the Miaofa Village in the magma lake.

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