After pondering for a moment, I asked again, "Then did Lin Feng do the same later?" ”

Lin Feng didn't have the courage to melt himself into the iron furnace at first, and after listening to the warlock's words, he tried to use his own blood to forge a sword, but because he had consumed too many stones before, he didn't dare to rashly use the original stone to experiment, so he used the leftovers to make a dagger based on blood first, but it was a pity that it had no other name except for being used in Jing Ke's hand to assassinate King Qin. On the contrary, Ou Yezi, a contemporary, made a fish intestine sword for the king of Yue, which was named the sword of bravery. ”

"Ou Yezi?"

Gu Xi raised his eyebrows, "Why have you heard of this swordsmith?" ”

I snorted softly: "Although I am lonely and unheard, I have heard of peerless famous swords such as Zhan Lu and Ju Que. ”

"In addition to those two famous swords, what other swords did he forge?"

Gu Xi blocked my mouth with a single word, and glared at him silently.

"Ou Yezi used the tin of the Red Pansy Mountain; The copper of Ruoye Creek, after being struck by rain and lightning, obtained the essence of heaven and earth, and made five swords, which are Zhanlu, Chunjun, Shengxie, Fish Intestine and Juque. ”

Although the tone of his voice was still the same, he paused for a second every time he said the name of a sword. "And then? What does his five-mouth sword have to do with the Lin Feng you are talking about? ”

Gu Xi shrugged his shoulders and replied, "It's okay, it's purely for you to popularize common sense, otherwise your head can't be sorted out." ”

I grinded my teeth a little helplessly and said, "I don't need you to popularize it, let's talk about the point!" Did Lin Feng later melt himself into the iron furnace to forge a sword? ”

"How can a frustrated genius swordsmith allow himself to be inferior to others, it already has the stone of the mountain, and the difference is the determination to die. Especially after the advent of Ou Yezi's generation of famous casters, he could no longer wait. When he forged a long sword with seventy-seven forty-nine days of refining, he used the last bit of material to cast another needle, and then pierced the needle into his heart, and jumped into the furnace to cast it with the sword. ”

couldn't help sighing, Lin Feng still destroyed himself because of that obsession. The golden needle already has a provenance here, but ...... "What about the sword?" Is that what you said about the Heavenly Cloud Sword? But why is it not like famous swords like the cadre Mo Ye and Zhan Lu Juque that have been passed down for thousands of years and are talked about by the world? ”

"That's a legend you haven't heard."

I asked, "What legend?" ”

This legend comes from Japan and is recorded in the Kojiki. It is said that there is a monster called the Great Snake with a head and tail split into eight, its eyes shining red like sour berries, and pine and cypress trees growing on its back. There was an old man whose seven daughters had been eaten by monsters, and only the last daughter was left, when a wanderer passing by came up with an idea for the old man to prepare eight barrels of wine. When the monster came, he put his head into the eight barrels, and finally fell asleep drunk, so the wanderer took the opportunity to kill the monster, and found that it had a sword in its belly. It is said that this sword can resist the wind and drive away the clouds, so it is named after the Tiancong Cloud Sword. As for the name of the grass pheasant sword later, it is another legend. ”

It turns out that this sword later came to Japan, so it's no wonder that you haven't heard these stories. But I don't understand what he meant by taking the time to talk about the sword. At this time, looking at Gu Xi's appearance, his cold and thin lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were handsome...... He is not a person who is willing to talk nonsense, so he must have a purpose in talking about this grass pheasant sword.

Sure enough, after I asked a question, something came to light.

I was thinking that since Lin Feng died because of the sword, it was unlikely that he would have given the name of the sword and the name of the golden needle before he died, and if I were a swordsmith, how could I have named the grass pheasant sword after my own name like the cadre Mo Ye, not just a golden needle.

Gu Xi said that there is indeed another person behind Lin Feng, who is his wife. His wife was very sad after he was martyred by the sword, and originally did not want the sword to be baked, but how could the divine sword be obscured in its glory, and on the seventh day after Lin Feng's martyrdom, a strange light suddenly flashed in the furnace, which attracted the attention of local officials. immediately sent troops to rush into Lin Feng's house and take this sword away. Lin Feng's wife was overwhelmed with grief when she saw that the sword that her husband had melted with his life was snatched away like this, but there was nowhere to redress her grievances, just when she wanted to jump into the furnace and follow Lin Feng, she suddenly saw a golden needle inserted in the furnace, and the light emitted by the needle may not be as bright as the sword that was snatched away, but a layer of white shadow faintly floated in the firelight around it.

So Lin Feng's wife took the white shadow as Lin Feng's soul, and named the missing golden needle after her husband. Later, when the warlock passed through that place again, Lin Feng's wife was seriously ill and dying in bed, so he entrusted Lin Feng to the warlock, and it became a magic weapon from then on.

The story is not over, the sword that was snatched by the local officers and soldiers has become an evil sword. It kills innocently, as long as anyone has it, they will die under the sword in less than seven days, and gradually the sword has drunk more and more blood, and the anger is getting heavier and heavier, and people are beginning to fear it. It was not until it had a new owner that it was restrained from evil, because its master was more angry than it, enough to suppress its breath and make it fearful, and this master was Yingzheng.

Since then, it has become an artifact in the hands of Ying Zheng, killing for him.

I suddenly realized Gu Xi's intention of talking about this, isn't the royal seal of the hanging cave in Yunnan the heirloom jade seal of Yingzheng? Although the golden needle Lin Feng is not from Yingzheng, it is in the same vein as his sword.

What about the other five? Does it also have something to do with Ying Zheng? Uncontrollably thought of the seven-star unicorn beast that he was most familiar with, could it also be from the Qin Dynasty? But before that, Gu Xi said that it was produced in the Song Dynasty.

I glanced at him and saw him suddenly staring coldly at something. Following that gaze, I was heading outside the stone gate, but in the next moment, my whole body suddenly froze, and Lin Dong, who was originally lying on the ground?

Obviously, just now he was nailed into the shoulder by the soul nail, and his neck was cut by Gu Xi, and he only had one breath left, how could he escape again? The point is that the two of us were nearby, but we didn't hear anything at all. It's just that I didn't notice it, even Gu Xi didn't notice it...... Wait, is Gu Xi really unaware or... Pretend not to?

My back is chilling, and there can only be one reason why Gu Xi would do this at this time: there are still people waiting for an opportunity to hide.

In my panic, Gu Xiyu turned his eyes to look at me, hooked his lips and smiled, "Show you a funny one." I didn't know what he meant, but I saw him stretch out his finger and press it to the center of the vermilion circle. His index finger did not move after falling on the center of the circle, and I looked at it strangely, as I had just looked closely, and although the center of the circle was concave inward, it was not open to the side, and there could be no mystery.

However, I didn't see him press hard, but his fingers were divided into index fingers and middle fingers, and they were knocked on the center of the circle and outside the circle.

From ignorance to sobriety, all that is needed is an opportunity, and this opportunity is because the person who did the strange act was Gu Xi. Suddenly, I noticed a clue, and by the sound of his knocking, it seemed that the center of the circle was hollow.

As soon as he turned his thoughts, he saw that the silver light flashed, and his fingertips already had more lancets, and he did not hesitate to plunge them straight into the end. A very obvious air flow came out of the center of the circle, and I subconsciously tried to pull him away, but I didn't pull him by the arm.

"Could this be poison gas?"

"You and I are generally invincible, what are you afraid of?"

I was stunned by what he said, but I forgot about it, and just saw the air flow coming out of the center of the circle. Suddenly, his waist tightened, and he was held by him to the side to shift his shape, and he raised the knife in his hand and neatly pierced each knife in the center of the vermilion circle, and the resulting air flow filled the space, with a special and pungent smell.

The position reached the point of Yunnan Red Heart, and the tip of the knife was less than a millimeter away from it, but it had not yet penetrated it.

I just counted seven dots, and he pierced six of them, and this was the only one left. There is a strong premonition that when the center of this circle is pierced, unexpected and even irreparable things will happen here, bad things.

My heart tightened, and my eyes were fixed on his hand, and I could sense his movements the fastest if there was even a minute of pulsation under the cortex. However, Gu Xi's cold voice rang melodiously in his ears, but he didn't say it to me: "Haven't you come out yet?" Why don't you try the influence of the Seven Dragons and see if you can break your illusion? ”

Gu Xi didn't look back, but I couldn't help but turn my head to look outside the stone gate, because there was already a faint breath of a person behind him when his words fell. Outside the stone gate, a slender figure faintly seemed to be in the mist, but when he took a step inward, it was clearly visible, and I immediately saw the comer.

Someone who was completely unexpected - He Zhixu.

"Why are you ......" blurted out the words to stop the pain coming from Gu Xi's waist, but he also turned around my waist, but the hand in the center of the circle did not retract.

Gu Xi smiled sarcastically: "Is it still fun to play?" ”

He Zhixu glanced at this side and said lightly: "In the face of you, I never play." You can put away the sword, and I'll scatter the knotted phantom circle. But I heard Gu Xi say: "The game has just begun, isn't it a pity to accept it?" I'm curious how the power of this place compares to your ubiquitous illusions. ”

He Zhixu's breath suddenly froze, and words burst out from between his teeth: "You're a madman!" ”

Gu Xi was unmoved, leaned against the stone wall around me so that he could control the last dot at any time, and then turned his eyes to me and said, "Little wish, do you know why I want to leave this one still?" ”

Without waiting for me to answer, he continued: "Because this place belongs to the battlefield of the three of us, have you always thought that the Fusang Divine Tree was taken away by Dao Fei, but in fact, the person who really took it is in front of you. ”

When I heard this, I suddenly felt chills all over my body, and blurted out, "What about Dao Fei?" ”

He Zhixu finally raised his eyes to look at me and asked softly, "Do you believe everything he says?" I pursed the corners of my lips and said, "No matter how you fought in the Yunnan Hanging Cave three years ago, please tell me about the last Dao Fei?" ”

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