This box is a wooden box, very modest, without any special decoration, at first glance it is just a hand, and it is not exquisite. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Open the box, and inside is a sword.

The first thing that entered my eyes was my familiar lightning strike wood scabbard, this thing has been processed by Qu Fatsan and Miscellaneous Hair Xiaodao, and has become a work of art, with a lot of rune carvings attached to the oil black and translucent color, and the original blank space is now emerging two shallow real dragon images.

This thing is not carved, but like an etching technique, and when you touch it, there is a sense of concave and convex that is not strong.

Then my hand landed on the hilt of my sword.

The hilt of this sword is the same as the scabbard, maintaining the same style, both of which are complex and simple, with an air of great ingenuity.

Its material is made of the wreckage between the ruined kings.

I touched it with my hand, there was a feeling of shaking hands with people, every trace of pattern fit the palm of my hand, and because of the choice of materials, the tacit understanding between this sword hilt and me hardly needed to adapt, and it became close all at once.

As a sword, the most direct contact with the swordsman is actually the hilt.

The hilt of the sword is in the hand of the swordsman, while the blade of the sword is directed towards the enemy.

Holding the sword in both hands, I slowly withdrew the scabbard, with a proper sense of damping, and then my heart jumped wildly, and with a sudden thrust, the scabbard was withdrawn, revealing the blade inside.

Contrary to my imagination, the blade of this sword is not complicated.

It is a gray-white long sword, the blade does not seem to have a slit, slightly rounded, and this roundness is also reflected in the tip of the blade, which is similar to a semi-arc style, making the entire sword body extremely round, as if there is no attack power.

On the surface of the spine of the sword, there are etched lines on it, as if it were some kind of rune array, simple and a little extraordinary.

I stretched out my left index finger and flicked it over the spine of my sword.

Airplanes......

The sword body suddenly made a "buzzing" sound, a bit similar to the sound of Yuan Datou's coins.

The touch between your fingers doesn't look like bones, but like some kind of steel or stone.

In fact, the sword seemed to weigh much heavier than metal, which was a bit surprising, and when I spread the breath over the blade, I felt that it was not as brittle as I thought.

I was a little worried that the hardness of this bone sword was not enough, and if I fought hard with others, I was afraid that I would suffer.

Now it seems that it is resilient enough.

Merely......

This off-white long sword is really the material of the keel? It seems simple, but there is nothing special about it?

I looked at the miscellaneous hairy path suspiciously, thinking that it was just a half-finished product, but he smiled and said I handed it over to you, and the next thing you need to do is to give it a name, and then let this blade cut your finger and lower the blood of your middle finger on it, so as to gain its approval.

Yes?

Is it true? Is it really this sword?

I couldn't help but ask, "How can it be so fast, it's only been a day......"

Miscellaneous Xiaodao smiled, and said that you have to thank Wang Ming for this matter, what he gave me is basically a half-finished product, and there are not many things that require my time - have you figured out what its name is?

I pondered for a moment, then shook my head and said I don't know, I really don't have any talent for this.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao looked helpless, saying that it was difficult to choose a name?

I hesitated for a moment and said how else it would be called "gratitude"?

Miscellaneous Xiaodao rolled his eyes and said that although the sword body was given by Wang Ming, the sword spirit was made up of small poison, and the hilt was left by your girlfriend, the design of this sword was made by Qu Fatsan, and the whole sword was made by me, but if you take such a low name as "gratitude", not only will we not appreciate it, but we will also feel ashamed - you might as well call it "world peace"......

Yes?

Hearing the complaints of the miscellaneous hairy path, I also think it is indeed inappropriate, the soldier is a murder weapon, make a slimy name, and I feel awkward when I call it, and it is not refreshing.

Qu Fatsan next to him laughed out loud and said world peace? This name is really good, as soon as this sword comes out, there is no one in the world who can compete with it, if this is the case, the world will be at peace - the omen of this name can be ah, the momentum is quite strong......

He was joking, but the miscellaneous trail sighed for a long time, saying that if there were no such disputes in the world, I don't know how beautiful it was, but it was a pity......

He pondered for a while, and then said to me: "As the saying goes, a good war will die, and forgetting a war will be dangerous, and the great wish of the soldiers in the world is to stop the soldiers, and there will be no more disputes in the world. ”

Stop?

I understood the meaning of the gossip.

The only thing that can stop the conflict is strong force, just as after nuclear weapons are created, the great powers will stop fighting, and only with strong force can stop fighting and calm the war.

Zhige Sword, the name, is really good.

I nodded, and said okay, this sword will be called a stop.

With that, I turned my sword around and slashed it toward the middle finger of my left hand.

The sword has not been sharpened, the blade is not sharp, I also showed the strength, only barely made the middle finger blood fall, and as soon as the blood droplet fell on the blade, it was like a stone falling into the quiet lake, and the sword body suddenly had countless ripples, and the soft light continued to float, cruising on the blade.

The original gray-white ivory-like sword body suddenly seemed to come to life, and a breath swam rapidly in those subtle grooves, and the next second, I suddenly felt an indescribable feeling.

My hand was on the hilt of my sword, as if I were holding my lover's hand.

It's so gentle.

Then I had a feeling of sympathy for this long sword heart, as if it had become an organ in my body, and an incomparable sense of familiarity quickly spread through my perception.

At the same time, that aura rose up, and an awe-inspiring majesty suddenly emanated from the sword body, making people feel shocked in their hearts, and they couldn't help but kneel down.

This is Long Wei.

At this moment, I finally stopped doubting whether it was a dragon bone or not, because with such an aura, there was no other name than a real dragon.

The miscellaneous trail seemed to have been prepared, and as soon as the palm of his hand stretched out, he covered this breath.

The breath seemed to be very dissatisfied with his obstruction, and wanted to struggle, so it turned into a spike and stabbed at him, and the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao smiled, saying You still want to take advantage of me?

He slapped his hand back, suppressed the breath, and said to me, "Talk to that thing." ”

That thing?

I was stunned for a moment, and then I felt a strange but familiar aura come to my mind.

It was like some kind of creature, human, or animal, with an indescribable consciousness, wanting to be close to me, but with a little resistance and fear, I tried to communicate with it, it refused at first, but when I exuded enough kindness, it finally chose to bow its head.

Then it melted into my overall consciousness, and at that moment, I had a feeling of being in my blood, and the sword and I were suddenly inextricably linked.

This thing turned out to be the sword spirit.

Seeing my eyes light up, he explained with a smile on the side: "If the sword wants to fly, you need to have a sword spirit, and the sword spirit is hard to find, but fortunately, your cousin happened to have a suitable thing in his hand, so he used it for you - this thing is the rarest thing besides the dragon bone......"

Hearing his words, my heart was full of emotion, and I was about to say some words of thanks, but the miscellaneous hairy path stopped me, saying who of us is with whom, don't talk nonsense, I will teach you the means of the sword, I hope it can help you.

With that, he began to pass on my mantras.

Miscellaneous Trail stayed here late, and waited until I had fully learned the Imperial Envoy's sword before I left.

After he left, seeing that I couldn't put down this sword, Qu Fatsan was speechless for a while, and said that as for it, isn't it just a broken sword, as if he was marrying a little wife.

I smirked and said you didn't know how great this sword was.

Qu Fatsan took out the measuring ruler and said that otherwise, let's give it a try and see who is harder?

I couldn't help but roll my eyes and ignore his teasing.

That night, I almost slept with my sword in my arms, and I had a dream.

This dream has nothing to do with the Gathering Blood Gu, but a dream about insects.

I dreamed that insects and insects came, and I gently untied Luo Xiang, and then ...... with me It was an indescribable thing, but when it was almost dawn I got up and sneaked into the woods to change my trousers.

The next morning, I got up early, ran along the mountain road, found a place where there was no one, and then took out the Zhige Sword from the Qiankun bag.

I carried the sword, practiced a whole set of movements, and then began to practice swinging the sword.

Every sword needs to have a sense of sword, and I need to be familiar with each of its slashes, adjust the most suitable strength, angle and power, and grasp the enemy.

The reason why the One Sword God King was so powerful was because he had gone through millions of exercises before he could finally slash with one blow.

I was sweating profusely, and suddenly I heard someone clapping his hands next to me and saying, "Not bad, good swordsmanship, good sword." ”

Yes?

I heard it, and I couldn't help but look back and look left and right, but I couldn't find the direction the sound came from.

What's going on?

Just as I was looking around, a sloppy old Taoist priest jumped out from the left, grinning at me, and said, Boy, this sword of yours is very good, I will exchange this with you, what do you think?

He stretched out his hand and handed over a branch that had been stripped of its bark to serve as a stick.