Under the low laurel tree, there is a stone table, and three stone benches are placed next to the stone table.

A middle-aged man is sitting alone in the elegant and quiet fragrance of the laurel tree at the moment. He was wearing a quaint linen robe, his long hair was casually draped, and his whole person looked unkempt.

Putting down the wine glass, he glanced at the main universe, and the corners of his mouth gradually hung with a faint curvature.

"Entered a chat group, as for floating like this?"

On the top of a lonely peak, Gu Kun sat on a piece of bluestone, carefully examined a long sword in his hand with a simple shape and exuded the breath of a long time, and gently closed his eyes.

This is an ancient sword with a length of three feet six inches and a width of three inches and three, and the body of the sword is like a combination of ancient black gold and meteoric iron outside the sky, glowing with a faint ghostly light. A bright golden line crossed the blade of the sword and flowed to the tip of the sword, becoming the heart of the murder weapon.

That golden thread is the fiery pupil gold that is melted and injected into the sword body.

It was like a living snake, firmly imprisoned in a sword, faintly glittering. I don't know if the light is flowing or the gold is flowing, when the light flows through the gold line, the whole sword is faintly thundering.

This is the first fierce sword between heaven and earth in ancient times, the ancestor sword, broken life!

"The soul forges a sword, but he is also a ruthless man." Recalling the process of forging the sword in Xiangyuan, Gu Kun couldn't help but sigh that this old brother was really a ruthless person.

With the blood-smeared array, sacrifice the souls of ten thousand people, and in the end, he simply jumped into the sword furnace, martyred the sword and became a sword spirit, and the life was cast.

It was an invincible, indestructible sword that could cut the heavens and the earth and split the rivers and mountains - because it was the first sword that the world clearly knew, many people called it the "Ancestral Sword".

Fu Xi kept his promise and soon handed over the Ancestral Sword to Gu Kun.

This chicken rib ancestral sword can be exchanged for a more advanced otherworldly refining book, no matter how you look at it, it won't be a loss.

Legend has it that the place where the ancestral sword was cast was not planted for decades, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years after the sword was cast. Death is finally no longer an illusory term, it seems to have become a real, visible, and tangible nightmare condensed in front of the eyes, and it cannot be dissipated for a long time.

The Ancestor Sword, which absorbed the soul of Xiangyuan and more than 17,000 unjust souls, should have been sinister, but because Xiangyuan's sword spirit fell into a deep sleep, the Ancestor Sword at this time did not exude a trace of evil energy.

"A sword kills a god, a thought...... This sword is okay too. ”

Slowly opening his eyes, Gu Kun felt the earth-destroying evil aura hidden in the depths of this sword, and a trace of ripples appeared in his eyes.

The Ancestral Sword, this is the true sword of death in this world!

In terms of power alone, putting some worlds is weaker than any holy weapons and artifacts.

Brought back to the flood wilderness to re-practice, he can barely reach the power of ordinary immortal weapons, worthy of Gu Kun's current realm, much stronger than the spirit bell that Qingfeng gave him at the beginning.

The burning silence in Chuan Yun's hand, Gu Kun has also seen it, and compared with the ancestral sword in front of him, it is indeed his younger brother.

"It's a pity, if you can be in other worlds, you may be able to reach even greater heights."

With Gu Kun's current realm, his divine sense can also detect the sleeping sword spirit in the ancestral sword, Xiangyuan.

As the younger brother of the ancient demon god Chi You, although he was born weak, he has walked out of a shocking road in the way of sword casting.

Being able to find the way of "soul forging sword method", making life and soul become a material he needs in the process of forging a sword, which is no different from ore, can also prove his profound attainments in the way of refining.

Even the Longyuan tribe, which forged the Seven Fierce Swords, only inherited part of Xiangyuan's sword-casting technique.

In addition to his profound attainments in sword casting, this Xiangyuan is also a person of great perseverance, and at the last moment of refining the Ancestor Sword, he jumped into the sword furnace and used his three souls and seven spirits to die for the sword.

It can only be said that Xiangyuan was born in the wrong era and the wrong world. If he is placed in a large world, his life is better, and with his sword-forging talent, he may be able to stand to a higher height.

"Seek kindness and get kindness, and die as you deserve."

Gently stroking the sword body, Gu Kun sighed faintly.

This cruelty and madness, but with the simplest motives.

Fighting against the sky? Killing the gods and punishing the heavens? Leave a name in history? Change your fate?

Neither!!

Perhaps he had gone crazy when he first picked up the stone hammer and thought of that strange idea.

Because from then on, all he thought about was to repay the person who saved him, loved him, depended on him, cared for and quarreled, blamed and protected, and gave him a second life, and was destined to be the closest person in this life by blood.

He has been working firmly in this direction, step by step, towards success and at the same time towards destruction.

Big brother, I am frail, incompetent, and a waste, but I can give you the sharpest sword in the world.

Well...... If such a plot can be written into a novel and sent to Jinjiang, it will definitely attract countless rotten girls.

Putting the Ancestor Sword into the dantian, Gu Kun stood with his hands in his hands, staring at this piece of heaven and earth with a flat gaze.

This world used to be the childhood memories of countless peers before he traveled through it, and it also touched many players.

It's just that Gu Kun is no longer the second boy he used to be, and as for the game characters he admired when he was young, he now looks at it and doesn't look at it anymore.

In the eyes of people in different realms, the same world presents completely different appearances.

In his eyes, this Middle Thousand Worlds was just an inconspicuous corner of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, and it no longer aroused any interest to him.

"It's time to go back, too."

In the world of fairy swords, he couldn't arouse any interest in him, so he just moved his mind, opened the chat group interface, and returned to the wilderness.

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Wuguanzhuang

In the quiet and elegant courtyard, Gu Kun stood in the pavilion, took a deep breath of spiritual energy, and showed intoxication.

The light of rice grains, how can it compete with the vast moon.

Although the aura concentration of the Immortal Sword World is far greater than that of the Dou Po World that I visited last time, it is still far from the Flood Desolation.

Taking out the Ancestor Sword and staring at the sword body with a faint glow, Gu Kun also had a plan in his heart.

"Xiangyuan's sword spirit must be erased from the spirit"

Only by breaking the shackles of the old can we get a new life!!

The alchemy of the Middle Thousand Worlds, placed in a high-level world like the Flood Wilderness, even though there is no lack of bright spots, it actually has a lot of flaws.

This Ancestral Sword, if you want to play the greatest role in your own hands, you must refine it again, and brand it with the brand of the Flood Desolation, and become a genuine Flood Desolation Immortal Weapon.

And the biggest obstacle in front of Gu Kun is Xiangyuan's sword spirit!

In order to bring the Ancestral Sword back to life and take it to the next level, it is necessary to erase the sword spirit's intellect and let its soul completely merge into the sword body, becoming a part of the Ancestral Sword, not an obstacle.