Volume 13 Kenshin Chapter 42 The Origin of the Sword God
What the sword abandoner raised was not the golden Xuanyuan Sword, but the nameless sword that was as red as fire.
As the long sword was raised, a sense of intent quickly dispersed. Wu Xie withdrew without thinking, and retreated to the edge of the square in one breath, hiding under the steps.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the sense of calm pass through the air above him. Then he found that there were two old men with different faces beside him.
The one on the left is as black as a stone, and the one on the right is as green as a tree, and they are the two great demons who have guarded this place from the Holy Emperor era to the present day.
"What you just said, how did you know the Dao?" Qingshi Weng's face was dark and blue, like a stone, and he couldn't see the slightest joy, anger and sorrow, but his hot eyes betrayed his mood, "Those realms above the Nine Turns of the Dan and the Golden Dan, how do you know the Dao?"
Wu Xie had an answer after thinking about it, he sighed, and then replied: "If I say it, the consequences will be very serious, so I can't say it." ”
"Just a few words, how can there be any serious consequences"
"Don't underestimate these few words." Wu Xie looked at the eager old-timer with a smile, and asked rhetorically, "Among the Jindan real people, there are some people with special supernatural powers, within a thousand miles, as long as someone says his name, or some of the topics he specifies, he can immediately sense it, can the seniors know about it?" ”
"Of course, knowing the Tao of the Devil, this is the power of ear reporting, and there are often people in Buddhism who practice it."
"In fact, when the cultivation reaches a certain realm, this kind of supernatural power will be obtained naturally." Wu Xie said slowly, "And if I say something that shouldn't be said or can't be said...... Seniors, you know. ”
Qingshi Weng's face darkened a little, and the burning meaning in his eyes turned into disappointment.
Because of his depression, he didn't even want to say a word, but Gu Mu Weng showed a wry smile of "I knew that Lu Dao would be like this", and took over the conversation: "This little friend, I don't know what kind of big man Lu Dao was when you were in the upper realm, and what kind of trouble you caused, but I want to advise you that you are a person from the Kyushu realm in this life after all, born and raised in Si, there are your family and sects, and your relatives and friends, so please consider them a little when you are involved in those things. Leave a little incense. ”
He said it humbly and sincerely, Wu Xie naturally couldn't refuse, and replied with a smile: "If my predecessors didn't say that I would do the same, those troubles in my previous life ...... In good conscience, I wish I would never have anything to do with them again in my life."
He said this sincerely, and there was no falsehood at all. The supreme god monarch's bullshit things, even a little bit of it can make him crush his bones, and even affect the entire Kyushu world, if he can, Wu Xie really hopes that he will never be involved with those ghostly grievances back then
Gu Muweng could see his sincerity, sighed lightly, and nodded.
At this moment, the voice of the sword abandoner came from afar: "Come up, it's okay." ”
The three of them walked up to the top of the mountain, only to see the abandoned sword disciple holding a red long sword pointing at the sky, there was infinite light and dark flowing on the sword, and if you looked closely, you could vaguely see that in the light and darkness, there were countless projections flickering, as if countless broken mirrors were reflecting each other.
Wu Xie only glanced at it and hurriedly looked away, even so, he felt dizzy, unsteady on his feet, and almost fell to the ground.
He took two deep breaths to calm down his state, but before he could fully recover, he heard two plops, and the two ancient demons were firmly planted on the ground and passed out.
"Although these two old-timers are old, they are still very curious, and this is what is called. Childlike innocence, right? The corners of the swordcaster's mouth curled slightly, and the crimson sword in his hand swung towards the sky.
Only a tragic roar was heard, and the black clouds in the sky seemed to be erased by an invisible hand, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only a clear blue sky, as if nothing had happened.
"This trick you said really works" The sword abandoner nodded, his eyebrows raised, and he was a little happy, "Drove away the disgusting guy at once"
"But it's back." Wu explained, "If we don't destroy you, it won't really disappear." ”
"yes...... It's really as annoying as kraft candy" The sword abandoner couldn't help frowning as he looked at the dark clouds that quickly reappeared in the sky, "Obviously, the same result will be the same if you come a few more times......"
Wu Xie didn't answer this topic, but asked bluntly: "Abandon your predecessors, have you decided how to choose?" ”
The swordcaster, who was about to swing his sword again to destroy the Heavenly Tribulation, paused, and then swung his long sword as if it were wiping the table with a rag, sweeping away all the dark clouds in the sky at once.
"Honestly, I haven't thought about it yet." He looked self-deprecating, "I thought I was a person who could make decisions on the spot no matter what happened, but now I realize that I just haven't encountered a real dilemma." ”
Wu Xie smiled and didn't say anything.
"Alas...... I don't know how difficult it is" The swordsman shook his head with a wry smile, took out the table and chairs from the storage artifact, beckoned Wu Xie to sit down, and then knocked on the table, and Liuli ran out of the road without knowing where he came from, and put a pair of wine utensils for them.
Inside the dark green glass, the amber wine is rippling slightly.
"The Holy Emperor's good wine is gone, and the wine in the world is okay." The sword abandoner casually raised the cup and drank it all, but when he put it down, the wine in the cup was already full, "Among the various magic weapons in my collection, this set. A thousand cups of drink is my favorite, as long as you are not drunk, good wine will continue to appear in the cup until you are drunk. ”
Wu Xie nodded, and also drank a glass, this wine is not strong, mellow and slightly sweet, and the taste is very good.
"Wu Jie, are you interested in listening to me tell a story?" The sword abandoner asked suddenly, but before Wu Xie could answer, he drank wine and began to tell himself:
It was a long, long time ago, uh, and it wasn't a long time ago. In a place where names are not worth mentioning, there is a young man whose name is not worth mentioning, and the reason why he is called "not worth mentioning" is because it is indeed not worth mentioning, and definitely not because the storyteller has forgotten the past......
The young man whose name is not worth mentioning is very envious of the immortals flying around in the sky At that time, immortals were not as rare as they are now, about the same as the big fat pigs in the pigsty, maybe more, after all, it is not easy to raise pigs so fat.
The young man wanted to cultivate immortals, so he did it. His luck was good, he was born with great qualifications, so it only took less than fifty years to achieve a little bit of results, which is roughly the kind of jump from the top of an ordinary hill, which can be buffered with the help of spells, so as not to fall to death.
"It's really bad enough to get to this point after fifty years of cultivation," the sword abandoner took another drink and said with a smile, "What do you think?" ”
"Was he happy then?" Wu Xie asked rhetorically.
"Of course, I'm so happy, even if I just jump off a cliff, at least I'm flying in the sky."
"Since I'm happy, I don't think it's bad."
The sword abandoner raised his eyebrows: "Your statement is exactly the same as Zhang Fatzi, but it's a pity that your times are too far apart, otherwise you will definitely become good friends"
So he went on to himself:
That young man who is not worth mentioning, the results of his cultivation are naturally not worth mentioning. But it was this unworthy achievement that caused him a lot of trouble.
In that era, there were many immortals with bad character, of course, there are also in modern times, and the guys with bad character are like weeds in the field, even if the farmers keep pulling and pulling, there will be a certain immortal with a bad character who will continue to emerge to practice a very special spell, and need to use some special materials, and one of the materials is a person born at a specific time and place.
According to the general convention, the young man who is not worth mentioning is exactly the material he needs.
Wu Xie's smile was gone.
"The result is obvious, a guy who doesn't even remember his name has become material, and he has lost his roots as a cultivator, and from then on, not only can he no longer cultivate, but he will never even be able to go to the sky again." The swordcaster shook the glass and looked at the wine in the cup, "As soon as he leaves the earth, he will start to get dizzy. The higher you fly, the more dizzy you get, and when you're about 100 feet off the ground, you'll almost pass out, but the strange thing is that it's okay to jump simply, it's really strange. Wu Jie, have you ever heard of such strange symptoms? ”
"I haven't heard of it."
"I haven't heard of it either." The sword abandoner nodded, "If you just can't cultivate immortals, that guy who is not worth mentioning will accept his fate; But he couldn't fly, it was too uncomfortable for him. So he dragged his dying body to a man who was said to be a good fortune teller. ”
The person who is very good at fortune telling is actually quite black-hearted, and he always collects a huge amount of money when he tells fortunes for others. But this time he was kind, not only did he not take a penny, but he also generously provided medicine, so that someone who would have died like that would have died.
After he recovered from his injuries, he followed the instructions of the fortune teller and came to a place where those declining people who could not cultivate immortals licked each other's wounds and shrank their heads as turtles.
Of course, he didn't go to be a shrunken turtle, he went to that place to find an opportunity, an opportunity to fly again.
There is an ancient relic in that place, the tomb of a great man. The big man left important legacies in the tomb, claiming that if someone could solve his puzzles, they would be obtained.
Naturally, someone will try to solve the puzzles.
"What's that puzzle?" Wu Xie couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Anagrams, or codes, are inexplicable anyway." The sword abandoner said, "From ancient times to the present, no one has been able to answer. ”
But it doesn't matter if you can't answer, that place also provides another way to pass the level, which is to challenge the special mechanism of the secret method, as long as you learn the swordsmanship of the machine man, you can also pass the level.
Wu Xie frowned slightly, he vaguely guessed what this sword technique was.
"What the hell is that. Tianwen swordsmanship is simply inexplicable, but it is incredibly powerful, and someone really can't learn it. The swordsman took another drink and smiled, "But he thought of another way to improve his swordsmanship and take down the mechanics who stood in his way. It certainly didn't happen overnight, I remember...... Seems like a hundred hits? Or a thousand times? Anyway, the last thing is to win. ”
Wu Xie grew his mouth, and he finally knew how the swordsmanship of the abandoned swordsman came about.