On the banks of the river lived poor artisan couples. The two are childhood sweethearts and depend on each other.

The husband has nothing else to do, but is obsessed with forging swords.

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 all over Yunmengze.

Naturally, the swordsmiths who smashed the signboard also hated him.

There is a peerless 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 came to the door as promised, the master didn't even show up, but ordered the disciple to greet him at the door with a sword, and with a slight wave, he cut the sword of the cadre into several halves.

The craftsmen breathed a bad breath! They laughed loudly at the commander and redoubled the shame of the past.

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 sword of death and the sword of life are like the gap 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 sacrificial place, where a sword stood.

The commander immediately recognized it as the work of the master.

"This sword guards the primeval wonder. Its name is Juque, and it houses the spirit: it is a sword—and a shield. Anyone who approaches it 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 will fulfill your wish to become the unsurpassed 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 quiet approach, her eyes gentle and sad.

She received anonymous letters with 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 administer raised her head from the shadow of the stove just in time for his wife's last smile—and 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.

At dawn, the most outstanding work ever was born, and the soul inhabited it.

The man held the sword in his arms and muttered his wife's name: Mo Xie.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly: his favorite wife and sword are now one.

Just as the Eastern Emperor Taiyi planned, the Mo Evil Sword cut off the giant que, and the power of the miracle "Reincarnation Technique" was liberated.

This is the last miracle of the ancient construction.

With so much effort, you can finally surpass all the swordsmiths in the world!

The cadre did not hesitate to plunge into the light. The searing power of the furnace enveloped him, and the demonic path tempered his flesh and blood, making it hard and sharp.

He fulfilled his highest wish and forged himself into a sword as well.

The story doesn't end there.

The cadre gave it his all, and now he needs to prove himself.

So he revisited the master's residence to repay the humiliation of the past.

But all obsession with the cold tombstone came to an abrupt end: the master had passed away for many years.

The beliefs that sustain life suddenly crumble, and all of them turn into madness and despair.

The Mo Evil Sword in his arms transformed into his wife's figure and comforted him softly.

Only her, always the only one who is empathetic and never abandons herself.

A life divided in two, a unique soul.

The strategic strategy from Wei Du touched Xiliang, causing a bloody storm, and the young master Ma Chao and his powerful father disagreed, and fled from his homeland overnight with the four Leng Hui guns of his dead brother and went to a foreign land.

Sima Yi used teaching the art of the spear as a bait to let Ma Chao join the Yicheng Army to collect intelligence for him.

Ma Chao inherited his father's calm and meticulous mind, but he had more ability to distinguish between right and wrong, and after understanding Sima Yi's identity, he used his plan in reverse to ambush Wei with the four generals.

Ma Chao is a calm and neat fighter. He was originally one of the young village owners of Xiliang.

His father was involved in the Wudu strategy and provoked cannibalism.

The young village owners swore together to maintain peace in Xiliang, but in the end they fell under the tip of the knife, and Ma Chao was also imprisoned by his father.

With the help of the elders of the clan, he escaped overnight, taking the relics of his sacrificial brother - four Leng Hui spears, and wandered into a foreign land.

His situation was exploited by Sima Yi. In exchange for teaching the art of the spear, Sima Yi let Ma Chao enter the Yicheng Army to collect intelligence.

Ma Chao agreed, learned the art of spear control and provided him with information.

After learning that Sima Yi was the military division of Wudu, Ma Chao used his plan in reverse to join forces with four Yicheng generals in the first battle of Wuling and defeated the Wudu army.

This battle has earned him great honors.

However, for Ma Chao, the journey back to his homeland has just begun...... He will eventually go back and restore its purity.

As for when this day will come, he does not know.

He was an exile from a foreign land. I don't care about eating and drinking, I only care about the four guns I carry on my back, and I sleep under my head at night.

Someone taught him the magic ability to resist the spear, and in exchange for being mixed into the Yicheng army and collecting intelligence.

Ma Chao agreed, not only to send intelligence, but also to investigate the other party.

This mysterious mentor is a member of the Wei capital, who controls the army, and is known as the Nightmare Commander.

But his life experience is somewhat unfortunate. This piece of information was captured from the unintentional chatter of the Zhuge military advisor.

"He sympathizes with the people who are being ostracized."

The ambush of the Wei capital in Wuling was all ready.

According to the plan, Ma Chao was going to be "captured", and the generals of Yicheng were invited to come to the rescue, and then let them die here.

The mentor did not seem to doubt the apprentice's loyalty, after all, the latter performed misfortunes on more than one occasion: how the soldiers of Yicheng made fun of his accent, his habits, and even threw the Leng Hui gun into the icy water.

"However, the river in my hometown is more icy than this." A smile appeared on the stranger's face, "It's not hard for me to get something from the coldest place." ”

"But you have become brothers."

"My brother died a long time ago. In the hometown. He looked directly at his mentor.

The other party's gaze was as cold as ever.

On the eve of the ambush, there was a lot of uproar, and Ma Chao was "captured".

As soon as the Wei Du military division stepped out of his tent, a cold spear assassinated the guard, and the second went through his throat.

Being pierced in the throat was exactly how the Xiliang brothers died, when they were clamoring for "a pure Xiliang" instead of Xiliang, who was strategically divided by the Wei capital. The old lord punished them.

It was a rainy night.

The Yicheng army poured into Wuling.