The statues in the garden show almost all the scenes of making weapons and living utensils, with one exception. This particular figure is kneeling on one knee, holding a hammer in his right hand, but in his left hand he holds not an unformed weapon or vessel, but a flat-bladed stone knife. The statue depicts a man on a mountain carved with many reliefs, carved with a stone staircase. The movements of the figures are still on the first stone step at the bottom of the stone mountain, which seems to have been carved from top to bottom. The long staircase goes up to the top of the mountain, and then the end of the staircase disappears between two other towering mountains that are adjacent to it.

The stone steps that slowly extend upwards are not very wide, but they are not too narrow, and it is still more than enough for the two to walk side by side. Yan Shu took the lead in climbing the stone steps, and the rest of the people followed closely behind, climbing the stone mountain step by step.

The end of the stone steps is embedded in the gap between two other higher stone mountains. After coming up, I realized that this gap was actually a narrow angle. Although the stone steps eventually disappeared at the end of the corner, the widest part of the outer part of the corner was about the same width as the stone steps, which could accommodate three people standing side by side.

As soon as Yan Shu walked into the widest part of the gap, he stopped and did not continue to walk towards the narrower part inside. He turned to face the stone mountain on his left, holding the torch in his right hand, stretched out his left hand and spread his five fingers, and pressed his palm back and forth on the stone wall, as if looking for something. Soon, his hand stopped somewhere, and then pushed it forward. Immediately afterwards, a crack suddenly opened in the seemingly smooth and undamaged stone wall, and it turned out that there was a square stone door hidden here. However, before Yan Shu opened the stone door, there was no trace of artificial excavation on the stone wall.

Followed by Mo Di couldn't help but admire: "It seems that the wisdom of the Kirist Naruto is not limited to superb forging skills, the mechanism is also set up skillfully, and no outsider in the entire Eastern Continent knows this secret!"

Yan Shu said: "Actually, these stone mountains in the garden were not originally here, they were rocks that were transported from the east coast hundreds of years ago. ”

"How did these huge mountains of boulders get here?" said Modi, surprised.

"Hundreds of years ago, the river in the city was still very wide, and the end of the river was the east coast. At that time, people brought many rocks from the east coast on rafts and built the city of Jianing. These boulders were probably brought here at that time. However, with the passage of time, the river has become narrower and narrower, and now there is only a meandering stream in the city. It's hard to imagine how spectacular the scene of moving the boulder was in the first place. ”

After Yan Shu pushed open the stone door in the crack, a stone staircase extending downward immediately appeared under his feet, and he took the lead in holding a torch, and the others followed one by one. The cave was carved out of the stone mountain and is connected to the stone steps. The cave was very dark, and after walking for a while, some protruding lampstands appeared on the stone walls. These lampstands are also carved directly from the stone wall, and naturally they are also connected to the stone wall and cannot be removed. Due to its age, the grease in the stone lamp has long since dried up, but the rush grass is still there. This kind of rush grass is a very flexible purple rush grass unique to the Eastern Continent, it also has a high oil content, and it is not perishable after smoking, as long as it is not buried in damp soil, it will not be a problem to leave it for hundreds of years.

According to Yan Shu's instructions, Future took the oil can handed by Tiward from behind, and by the light of the torch in Yan Shu's hand, he picked up the oil can, pointed the spout at the lampstand, and carefully poured the grease from the jar into the stone lamp. Then, they continued to walk down the stairs, and after about six stone lamps were lit on the stone walls on the left and right sides, another stone wall appeared in front of them. This stone wall has obvious traces of carving, and it looks like a stone wall that has just begun to be chiseled and has not yet had time to be finely carved. If they hadn't come down with Yan Shu, they would have thought that this was the end of the stone steps, because there was no trace of the "door" on this stone wall either.

Yan Shu groped around this stone wall for a while as before, and only then did he find a perfectly hidden door from this seemingly headless wall. After passing through the gate and descending a few more stone steps, they finally reached their destination. This is no longer the interior of the stone mountain, but a cave hidden under the palace garden.

Yan Shu held the torch close to the wall, and after taking a closer look, he successfully found a protruding and long circular groove carved into the stone wall. This groove is filled with rope strips, also made of purple rush grass. Yan Shu handed the torch to the future, took the oil tank just now, and slowly poured the grease from the tank into the groove. After pouring the grease, he casually rested the empty jar on the ground by the wall, took the torch from the future and lit the wick rope in the groove. The light began to spread along the circular grooves in the stone wall, like a meandering river of fire, and the light slowly revealed the scene hidden in the darkness.

"Wow—this is a huge underground palace!" said Tiward's youthful heart, and he couldn't help but exclaim, and everyone was fascinated by the magnificent sight before them.

"I really didn't expect that there was such a large underground palace hidden under the palace garden, I'm afraid that the entire garden was hollowed out. Sang Wu exclaimed.

It is said to be a palace, but it is not a palace. There were no rooms, only a spiraling, roofless corridor carved out of the wall and extending downward, but it was dark below, as if it were bottomless. What's even more amazing is that on that spiral-shaped corridor, wherever the fire goes, all kinds of weapons are neatly displayed, which is simply a huge weapons museum.

"No wonder the King of Kiri-naru said that this place embodies the wisdom of the Kiri-Naruto for generations......" The future probe looked down at the spiral-shaped weapon corridor that seemed to have no end, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

"Although it is a small country, it has a history of more than 400 years, 60 or 70 years before the founding of Herilandi and Nuland, so it is not surprising that such a large number of weapons can be left behind. What is truly shocking is that Naruto Kirito has guarded this dungeon for hundreds of years, until the death of the country, and this secret has not been discovered by outsiders. I am afraid that the amount of effort expended in it is impossible to measure the amount of wealth. "Mo Di has always been erudite, and no one here knows the history of the countries of the Eastern Continent better than him, not to mention that he is also an inventor and military strategist, and his interest in this museum-like underground palace of weapons history is definitely no less than others.

"Thankfully, it wasn't discovered by the Napolelanders. Tiward was excited.

"Oh, let's go down and have a look. Yan Shu led the way with torches, and the others followed closely behind towards the entrance of the spiraling corridor.

They descended a stone staircase before stepping onto the top floor of the spiral corridor. When looking down from a high vantage point, the spiral corridor looked a little steep, but you could barely feel the slope of the ground when you were in it. The inner walls and floors of the spiral promenade are paved with flat stone slabs, and the outer edge is a stone-carved parapet. Standing by the guardrail, I looked at the spiral corridor that continued to extend downward, as if it was gradually disappearing at the end of the darkness.

On the wall inside the spiral corridor, there is also a small circular groove carved along the wall that protrudes from the wall, which is also filled with purple wick ropes. Karma handed another oil tank to Yan Shu and took the torch from him by the way. Yan Yu patiently poured the grease from the jar into the groove on the stone wall, allowing the grease to slowly penetrate into the wick rope to avoid the oil entering too quickly and spilling out of the groove.

After the grease was poured, it took a little more time before Yan Shu used his torch to ignite the grease-soaked wick rope in the groove. Immediately afterwards, this blazing river of fire could not wait to wind down the wall of the spiral corridor, and the firelight from top to bottom, gradually reflected the weapons and armor neatly displayed in the corridor, like an army about to go to war, the scene was very spectacular, and people couldn't help but boil their blood.

When the river of fire came to an end, they were finally able to see that the spiral corridor, which seemed to have no end in sight, was actually only seven floors. They are still standing on the top floor, the most spacious floor. Looking down from here, you can see that the diameter of the horizontal space of each floor below is slightly narrower than that of the upper layer, and the entire underground palace is like a whirlpool.

"Let's go to the bottom and have a look. ”

The sound of the fire woke the companions from the shock, and they slowly descended along the corridor illuminated by the river of fire, and the innumerable variety of weapons and armor they saw along the way was dizzying.

After a long time, he finally reached the bottom floor, and Mo Di couldn't help but admire: "The weapons on display at the bottom should be all weapons built by Wuming in the early days, right?"

"Yes," Yan Shu said, "the weapons and armor on display on the ground floor are at least four hundred years old. ”

"I didn't expect that the forging skills of Naruto Kirito in ancient times were so exquisite. Looking at this world, I am afraid that the entire Eastern Continent will not be able to find a few exquisite instruments that can be compared. Sang Wu was quickly attracted by a weapon with a unique shape, and couldn't help but reach out and take it off and examine it carefully.

It was a long weapon with a single-edged scimitar at one end, the blade of which was shaped like an outstretched wing. The other end is shaped like a spear with a barb. The middle part of the hand is wrapped in a leather rope, and the flame pattern embossed on the leather surface makes this weapon look particularly simple and natural, as if it has its own soul.

Yan Shu walked to Sang Wu's side, looked at the weapon in his hand, and said with a smile: "I knew you would like it." Naruto Kirito is fully committed to this craft and unreservedly pours that passion into every piece of equipment he creates. ”

"In today's Eastern Continent, weapons are mostly cast, and frequent wars have led to excessive demand for weapons, and it is certainly difficult to refine them in order to pursue speed, and traditional handicrafts have become increasingly abandoned. Kirito Naruto focuses on forging simply out of love, but today's nations make weapons for war, just as a means to profit. It is precisely in this way that they cannot compete with the weapons that have been forged by Naruto Kiri, even in a few hundred years. Murphy sighed.

"Every weapon, every set of armor, every tool here is meticulously forged by Naruto Kiri, day and night. Yan Shu gently stroked a set of armor beside him back and forth. "When I was a child, my father used to take me to the forge to watch my eldest brother learn to black. At first, the eldest brother often showed some of his proud works to his father, but he was rejected by his father. My father thought that although the weapons made by my eldest brother were impeccable in shape, they looked like dead things. The eldest brother was not convinced, he said that weapons were inherently lifeless, and even the god of fire could not make it learn to walk and speak......"

Recalling those funny things when he was a child, Yan Shu couldn't help but laugh and said: "At that time, I remember my father once said something to my eldest brother: In the process of forging, if you always think that it is a murder weapon, then it must only become an evil weapon accompanied by death. However, if in the process of building it, every time you hammer down, you are grateful for the gift of the god of fire in your heart, and you are clearly aware that these powers will be used to protect your home and country, and protect life...... Only a weapon watered with this belief can be called a living thing. If the forging is not only a set of monotonous and repeated hammering and shaping, if it is not infused with the correct and powerful ideas of the forger, then it is just a dead thing with an empty shape, and it will never become a classic that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Remember, you're not just forging a weapon, you're forging your soul. For your own quality is the quality of the instrument you have made. ”

"This is probably the so-called 'craftsman's soul', right? I've seen it in an ancient book that records the scenery of the fog. At the time, I was a little ignorant of this concept, but now that I have listened to your words, I finally understand what it really means. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel sorry for himself, because that rare ancient book had long since been burned to ashes along with the library in Asmara.

"Yes, it's incredible!" "I've almost forgotten the details of my thirty years in Napoleland's slave pen. However, when I returned to Jianing City again, they all slowly returned to my memory. ”

Immediately, Yan Shu pointed to the weapon in Sang Wu's hand, and there was an inconspicuous line of small words on the blade, and he said to Sang Wu: "Every weapon here is engraved with the name of the forger and the weapon. It's called 'God's Left', and now it's yours. ”

Sang Wu's green eyes suddenly sparkled, and his excitement was indescribable.

At this moment, Tivod suddenly approached Mo Di and asked quietly, "Alas, my lord, I don't understand what the Prince of Yan Xuan just mentioned that King Fog said. In fact, as long as you go to the battlefield, no matter what kind of weapon, isn't it all used to kill people? At that time, what is the difference between protecting life and plundering life? This has nothing to do with the belief of the weapon builder himself, right?"

Mo Di immediately said in a low and serious voice, "Of course it's different! Those words of the Fog King are not actually talking about weapons, but about people's hearts. Weapons are not evil in themselves, only those who abuse them and kill brutally are evil. The Fog King is actually teaching his children how to be a kind-hearted person, not how to build a weapon. ”

"I see......" Tivod realized.