Chapter 7
The morning light was faint, and there was a long shadow of a sword-forging tower on the ground.
The breeze blew the long hair of heaven and earth, and the morning sun reflected his skin brightly. He closed his eyes and inhaled, and said leisurely: "At the beginning of the day, you learn to meditate first!" ”
Meditation? Tianwei feels very fresh! She began learning to forge swords at the age of nine, and it was the first time she had heard of meditation. No wonder the people outside couldn't understand why the sword of the Vajra Sword Alliance could cast sword fire no matter what, it turned out that there was a reason for spiritual meditation.
The people of the sect sat under the constellation of the Star Instrument, but after only a while, some of them lost their stamina.
"We're here to learn how to fight, why don't you teach us how to fight? Is it possible to still play a sword? Disciple A muttered quietly as he scratched his head and picked his feet, and quickly spread around. Everyone began to rub their skin and scratch itchy.
From beginning to end, only Tianwei, who sat in the center of the crowd, has been concentrating. Heaven and Earth looked at the only female disciple in the crowd with admiration. The sun refracted the sky in a circle of colorful spots, and her lilac eyes shone brighter under the light, full of focus, perseverance, and determination.
In the afternoon, his wife Motong suddenly came to the sword-casting field.
She didn't alarm any of her disciples, just watched silently outside the window.
Rows of furnace fires, rows of drainage pipes, and the sound of striking iron one after another, all the disciples sweated like rain.
Heaven and Earth: "Inferior swordsmith, breathing disorders, abuse of brute force."
Once instructed, Tianwei immediately understood. She held her breath and gradually became calm, but the heat of the swordsmithing field made her sweaty clothes, and she had to take off her long clothes, leaving only a white shirt inside. The thin sleeves of the undershirt were rolled up to the shoulders, and the snow arms were exposed, and the male disciples around him would peek curiously from time to time.
Tianwei, who was preoccupied with the sword, was unaware of the strange gaze around him. Tiandi, who was standing behind her, coughed coldly, and all the disciples hurriedly lowered their heads. The sweaty sky looked out of place in this high-temperature sword-casting field.
At dusk, as soon as Tianwei, who was sour and soft, stepped out of the sword-casting field, he saw his wife's attendants waiting outside the door. The attendant took Tianwei to the master's residence, and the master waited for her in the room alone.
There is no ornate decoration in Shizun's residence, and the quaint temperament is in obvious contrast to the exquisite clothing and accessories of the master. It seems that the master is a minimalist person, Tianwei thought in his heart.
Mo Tong took out a set of primary color linen clothes and handed it to Tianwei, saying, "You are the first female disciple of Shizun, I am used to those male disciples, but I forgot that you are still a woman!" If you have anything to say to me here, just tell me what you lack, and treat this place as if it were your own home! ”
Tianwei listened to his wife's words, and his heart was suddenly moved. She stood happily in front of the bronze mirror, Mo Tong helped her change her clothes like a mother, and arranged her long unkempt hair.
"My hair is a little dry, the bottle of scalding oil that was given to you can be smeared on the ends of your hair, and you can come to me directly to get a new one when you are done!"
"Thank you, Mrs."
Mo Tong thought of something again, she opened a wooden box, this seemingly monotonous wooden box was actually a layer of partition boxes, which contained a dazzling array of jewelry. Mo Tong picked out a pearl hairpin that emitted a purple luster from among them, and said, "You like purple, wearing this is beautiful, and your hair is not easy to scatter." ”
Tianwei looked at the new self in the mirror and felt extremely happy. Being cared for by Master's wife, it was as if tomorrow, she would be able to enter the Sword Casting Tower, and Master would be able to teach her the way to forge swords himself. The sword fire, the vortex of energy that burst out of the sword body, those mysteries born from the sword, why there are such strange swords in the world, this attracts all her curiosity, and the beauty and ugliness of her appearance have long been insignificant.
A doorman who came in a hurry interrupted the conversation between Mo Tong and Tianwei.
"Master, the four great sword masters are practicing the sword formation in the square, and the master named Tianwei to watch!"
The early summer wind, wrapped in sand and grassy smell, wafted in the scorching air.
The stars dew at the beginning of the moon, and the master overlooked the square from the sword casting tower, and when he saw Tianwei coming, he smiled.
In the center of the square, a row of sword stands was temporarily placed, on which were placed hundreds of weapons of different materials. The four major sword masters in the four corners of the column each held down the sword holster mechanism on their backs, and the sword holster spread out three thin scabbards to the left and right like a peacock opening the screen.
The four great swordsmen put on special gloves and each pulled out a long sword as thin as a thunder rod from their backs, and with a twist of their wrists, sword fires of different colors spun out from the hilt of the sword and swirled upwards from the sword tip, and a one-zhang-high flame erupted from the tip of the sword.
Heaven and Earth: "A superior swordsmith, use his own qi veins to attract the four major elements in the sword, so that the sword can gather fire!" At this point, the soul of the sword master and the sword are one, refining into the sword soul, the sword soul is born, and with the mental method, it can use all kinds of sword and fire enchantments to form a sword array fire network suitable for both offense and defense. ”
The four great sword masters only relied on sword fire to burn all the weapons on the sword rack, and the new entrants who came to observe were amazed!
Heaven and earth led the people of the gate to wave the yellow sword fire, and the sword array of the earth gate was wide and wide, like a horse leaping into the world; Tianshui led the people of the gate to wave the blue sword fire, and the sword array of the water gate was dense and round, like a hundred springs whispering; Tianhuo led the people of the gate to wave the red sword fire, and the fire gate sword formation was like a broken bamboo, like an eagle sweeping the sky; Tianfeng led the people of the gate to wave the white sword fire, and the sword array of the wind gate was light and strange, falling like rain without a trace. The four of them sometimes attacked each other, sometimes helped each other, and the four-colored sword fire came and went on the ground, forming a brilliant geometric sword array fire network, which made all the disciples obsessed.
Heaven and Earth: "Only the supreme sword of the past can be selected to be inserted into the star instrument sword constellation." ”
Tianwei followed the line of sight of heaven and earth, looking up at the constellation of the star instrument and the sword tower at the top with a look of adoration.
Heaven and earth: "The supreme sword master, cast the sword with the spirit, the spirit sword is unified, and the sword spirit is refined." This direct transmission of the heart method is only given to the heads of previous generations. Casting sword tower, for the head of the sword refining place, there is a direct transmission of the heart in the tower, only the successive generations can enter.
Heaven and earth inserted the sword in his hand back and put it on his back. He pressed the mechanism, and the seven loose scabbards quickly merged, and the swift and smooth movements exuded heroic charm. Tianwei was full of envy and couldn't help but applaud. There was a lot of applause all around!
That night, Tianwei dreamed that he had actually entered the Sword Casting Tower. Since ancient times, the direct transmission of the mind from the mysterious guardian has been engraved on the murals inside the tower. The dream is so real.