Hearing Guiguzi asking himself, Bai Chu thought for a while and said, "I don't know much about it, and I don't know much about it. ”

"I was thinking at the time, maybe the knowledge is not deep enough, and the understanding of knowledge is not thorough enough. I was hell-bent on finding answers and devoting myself to the building of miracles. After that, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity came: the outbreak of the War of the Gods, the retreat of those in power, and the dislocation of the war involved everyone in disaster. I fled the Land of Origin, and after me, there were others who were also committed to building miracles. ”

"Where did you go after that?"

"The Great River Basin is not far from this Cloud Dream City. We continue our research in the secluded and secluded Great River Basin, surrounded by forests and flowing water...... I don't know how many years have passed, in a place that has been forgotten by everyone, it seems that we have really achieved the impossible: to complete the 'art of reincarnation'. This is the only known way to get closer to the roots of knowledge. So, the builders of miracles, led by me, were baptized one by one by the art of reincarnation, and possessed the power of a god, and an incredible and dangerous door was opened. Guiguzi paused, with a hint of regret and fear in his eyes.

"Incredible and dangerous gates? Sir, are you saying that they were baptized by miracles and became uncontrollable, like the Eastern Emperor Taiyi? Bai Chu reasoned.

"Yes, I felt uneasy at this time. I saw a terrible world from the miracle. This made me doubt my creation. But as soon as I asked the question, it almost happened: after the miracle was completed, I was useless as a leader. My disciples now want to dominate the miracle and cannot tolerate any doubt about the miracle at all. I had to flee to save my life. For a long time, I slept in the forest by the river, desperately trying to go deep into the uninhabited swamp. At that time, I felt like I was back in my youth, traveling alone. When he didn't notice, even the walking staff was glowing. I call them 'metatrinos'. Guiguzi looked at the staff beside him, reached out and grabbed the staff, and a little green light immediately appeared above the staff, which looked very good.

Guiguzi continued: "These Xuanweizi are close to me, and they lead me on my journey. Until one day, when I woke up from the protection of Fujiman, I heard the voice again; Whispering naturally, he seems to be connected to the Devil's Path, but not the Devil's Path; It is faintly imperceptible, but pure and bottomless. It is one of the laws of this world. It's not the root of knowledge, it's not the superintelligent body, it's the law and power of the land and the forest under your feet. After almost a lifetime of exploration, I seem to have finally found the true meaning of my dreams. ”

"What's that?" Bai Chu asked with some curiosity.

"Everything has a spirit." Guiguzi said lightly.

Everything has a spirit, Bai Chu thought carefully about Guiguzi's words, and it seemed that there was some truth. said: "Sir, can you tell me the origin of this sword?" ”

Guiguzi's eyes looked at the sword on the table, sighed, and said slowly: "The origin of this sword is very sad. This sword involves two people. Their story is too long and too long. I'll show you an image and you'll understand. ”

Guiguzi waved his right hand in front of Bai Chu's eyes, and in front of Bai Chu, a picture appeared.

On the banks of the river lived a poor artisan couple. The two are childhood sweethearts and depend on each other. The husband has nothing else to do, but is blindly obsessed with sword casting. Discarded swords were piled up outside the door to form a sword mound. The villagers laughed at this guy who didn't know anything about the world, but only his wife supported him without regrets.

The cadre is also guilty of his wife's inability to live a better life. He only knew how to forge a sword, and he hoped to make a name for himself through it, so that one day his wife would be proud and glorious. So he took his work to visit swordsmiths everywhere and challenged them. He cut off countless masterpieces and soon let his name spread throughout the land of Chu and Han. Naturally, the swordsmiths who smashed the signboard also hated him.

There is a great master in the world. It is said that his forged sword not only sharpens iron like clay, but also inhabits spirits. Many of the master's disciples were defeated at the hands of the cadre, and they united to complain to the master. So the master sent a post inviting the commander to visit. is better than the master, and he is the veritable first person to forge a sword in the world. But when he arrived at the door as promised, the master didn't even have a road, but just ordered his disciple to stand at the door with a sword to greet him, and with a slight wave, he cut the cadre's sword in half. The craftsmen let out a bad breath, and they laughed loudly at the cadre, doubling the shame of the past to him.

The cadres fled in the wilderness, and failure burned in their hearts. He returned home and repeated his boring casting career. The furnace never goes out, each sword sharper than the last, but they are always lifeless pieces of iron. The difference between a dead sword and a living sword is like the difference between heaven and earth. He gradually became obsessed with forging swords, completely forgetting his original intention, and did not even notice that his wife's body was weakening.

The news of the sword-forging madman reached the ears of the Yin and Yang families. The man who called himself the Eastern Emperor Taiyi summoned the swordsmith and led him to the altar, where a sword stood. The commander immediately recognized it as the work of the master.

"This sword guardian is an ancient miracle. His name is Juju, and it is inhabited by a spirit, which is a sword, and it is a shield. Anyone who approaches him will be torn apart by the blade. "The plan of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi is difficult but effective: forge a sharper sword and cut it off.

"Help me get a miracle, and you can fulfill your wish and become the insurmountable swordsmith in the world. Before I do that, let me tell you the secret method of bringing the sword back to life. ”。

The general shuddered, unable to believe what he was hearing. The Eastern Emperor Taiyi handed him the fine iron that he had preserved from the primeval times. The fire burned for three days and three nights, and the iron could not be melted under any circumstances. The cadre's eyes are bloodshot, and his heart is at war with heaven and man, and he needs a life to bring the sword back to life.

He was too focused to notice his wife's silent approach, his eyes gentle and sad. She received anonymous letters about ways to fulfill her husband's wishes. His body has long been terminally ill, and he is destined to use it to fulfill his lover. The Cadre raised his head from the shadow of the stove, just in time for his wife's last smile. The next moment, she jumped into the fire. A heart-rending call and a sudden bright molten iron swept through his heart, and his other hand subconsciously clenched the hammer. Pain is fleeting, and the frenzy of success has smelted the iron of the primeval world.