In the middle of a deep mountain forest, there is a swordsmith who is a swordsmith whose only hobby is to forge all kinds of heirloom swords, basically except for eating and sleeping, he is constantly forging all kinds of swords.

However, this master swordsmith has a habit of destroying every sword he forges, leaving only the best sword he forged.

One day, the swordsmith got a piece of extraterrestrial iron out of nowhere, and was immediately ecstatic, and since then he has stayed in the sword furnace day and night, wanting to forge an invincible sword in the world.

"Ding, Ding, Ding"

In the sword furnace, the sound of beating is endless, and after more than three years of hard work, the sword is finally about to take shape today.

"Dad, I'm here with my mother to bring you food. A handsome boy of fifteen or sixteen walked in with a white fox in his arms.

Behind the young man, a middle-aged woman in her thirties and forties, dressed in a thin green shirt, slowly walked in, carrying a bamboo basket containing wine and food specially prepared for the swordsmith.

"Xiaoyao, you stop first, eat the meal first, the food will not taste good when it is cold. Today I specially made your favorite potato roast chicken, stir-fried pork with green pepper and hot and sour lotus root, and brought a pot of freshly brewed Baihua wine. The middle-aged woman came to the stone table next to the sword furnace, and after arranging the wine and food, she said with a smile to the sword forging master.

"Hard worker, you wait first, and you'll be fine soon. The swordsmith didn't look back, and continued to hammer the sword blank in his hand. After such a pillar of incense, the swordsmith stopped, inserted the open sword into the furnace, came to the stone table, and ate with the middle-aged woman and the young man.

"Dad, how long will it take for your Easy Sword to be refined? The boy asked as he ate.

"The sword has been formed, just wait for the sword to be sacrificed in three days. The sword-casting master said while eating, and looked at the young man with a complaining face: "You kid, as my son, don't learn to forge swords with me, but you want to learn to raise some small animals from your mother, so I don't even have a helper now." ”

The swordsmith is obsessed with sword-casting, and his wife's biggest hobby is raising small animals in addition to housework. The swordsmith originally thought that their son would follow his love for sword-casting, but he didn't want this son to be inherently not interested in sword-casting, but he was very fond of all kinds of small animals. The swordsmith was depressed, but he didn't force it, and he didn't pass on his sword-casting skills to his son, but just taught his son some self-defense swordsmanship.

"Dad, you can't complain about me, I have to practice the swordsmanship you taught me every day, and I have to help my mother take care of those small animals, and I have to help my mother cook for my father, how can I have time to come to the sword furnace to help my father again." Besides, I don't know much about sword casting, even if I come to the sword furnace, it won't work, and it won't be good if I accidentally affect my father's sword-casting. The boy said mischievously.

"Okay, can you two finish the meal before talking. The middle-aged woman saw that the sword casting master and her son were eating and kept bickering, and one of them sandwiched a large piece of chicken and blocked their mouths.

Seeing that the middle-aged woman was a little unhappy, the swordsmith and the young man hurriedly stopped their mouths at the same time and began to eat honestly.

"Son, the sword has been formed, just take care of it, it's not a big deal. In the past few days, you have moved to the sword furnace to live with your father, so that your father can teach you swordsmanship. After eating, the swordsmith said to the young man.

Seeing that her son was a little hesitant, the woman persuaded her: "You can stay with your father, and you can also learn swordsmanship with your father. ”

"I know, I know, I'll stay and be abused for the next few days. Seeing that he couldn't push it, the young man replied with a dejected face.

In the next few days, the swordsmith and the boy practiced their swords in the sword furnace. It is said that it is a sword practice, but it is actually a sword fight, to be more accurate, it is the boy who has been pressed and beaten by the sword casting master, so he is not a wolf.

"Dad, I don't understand, since I became sensible, I have seen you forge swords every day, and I have never seen you practice swords, why are your swordsmanship so much higher than mine. After practicing the sword, the panting young man said with a disbelievable expression.

"Haha, because your father and I know swords better than you. How about it, do you want to follow me to learn to forge swords and learn to understand swords?" said the swordsmith with a smug face, once again trying to lure the young man to learn to forge swords.

"Forget it, I don't want to spend time forging swords, I'd rather have a few more critters when I have that time. The teenager simply refused.

"No success!" the swordsmith smiled disdainfully.

"Xiaoyao, you want to trick your son into learning sword casting from you. Sue you, it's useless, my son is with me, but not with you. The middle-aged woman carried a large bamboo basket and walked into the sword furnace from the outside, and said with a smile.

"This is not called deception, this is called guidance. The swordsmith said unconvinced.

The middle-aged woman did not argue, and slowly took the food out of the bamboo basket, placed it on the stone table, and then gave the swordsmith good wine. The swordsmith and the boy knew that the woman did not like to talk while they were eating, and they no longer argued, and they both sat down on the edge of the stone table and ate in a muffled voice.

Suddenly, the sword stove shook violently, and the ground shook like a mountain, shaking the food.

In the furnace, the sword of freedom kept trembling, and the surface shimmered with a dazzling red light. The fire in the furnace burned even hotter under the red light.

"Haha, it's time to sacrifice the sword. Seeing this, the sword-forging master was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly dropped the dishes and chopsticks, and splashed the buckets of beast blood prepared in advance onto the Easy Sword. That's not all, the swordsmith even cut his palm with a knife, and carved mysterious blood lines on the sword body with his own blood.

The woman and the young man were accustomed to seeing the swordsmith's method of sacrificing the sword, and although they saw the swordsmith cut his palm, they were not surprised, but just looked at the swordsmith with a nervous face, praying in their hearts that the sword could be successfully cast.

However, at this moment, the anomaly suddenly changed, and the Easy Sword in the furnace suddenly flew out of thin air, piercing through the swordsmith's body, sucking most of the swordsmith's blood out of his body, and slashing at the woman and the boy at the same time.

Seeing that the woman and the boy were about to be killed by the newly baked Xiaoyao Sword, the swordsmith didn't know where the strength came from, and his speed suddenly increased greatly, and he grabbed the Xiaoyao Sword and gave it down.

On the Sword, the original red light disappeared, emitting wisps of black gas, condensing into a terrifying demon face, biting the sword forging master's neck.

The sword-casting master shouted, waved the Xiaoyao Sword, and suddenly inserted the Xiaoyao Sword into the stone table where he was eating just now, without the hilt, and shouted at the young man: "I was deceived, there is something wrong with that piece of Heavenly Dark Iron, this is a magic sword." Son, take your mother away, go as far as possible, and don't come back. ”

At this time, although the sword-casting master was still in control of the magic sword, the essence and blood in his body were rapidly draining, and the person was rapidly drying up.

The boy wanted to come forward to save his father, but was stopped by his mother. I saw the woman's palm flipped, and a palm was imprinted on the young man's chest, and the young man was immediately thrown dozens of meters away by a soft force, and came to the outside of the sword furnace.

"Die'er, go quickly, you must live, find the person who framed your father, and avenge us. In the furnace of the sword, the woman's terrible voice was heard.

The earth shook more and more violently, and the boy knew that the power of the magic sword was getting stronger and stronger, even if he went up by himself, at most he would increase his life, but he could not change anything.

In the end, the young man burst into tears, and the young man bowed violently in the direction of the sword furnace and said, "Dad, mother, I will definitely live to avenge you." After saying that, the boy didn't look back, and ran away frantically.

Soon after the boy ran, he felt that the magic sword had rushed out of the sword furnace and chased after him. The young man knew that he was not the opponent of the magic sword, so he hurriedly found a bush to hide.

"Boy, come out and let this demon suck your blood dry. I have already sucked the blood of your father and your mother, and if I suck up your blood, this demon can complete the sacrificial sword and be invincible in the world. Not far from the place where the boy was hiding, the magic sword said arrogantly.

The boy hiding in the grass, although he was extremely sad about the death of his parents and hated the magic sword, did not come out, but gritted his teeth and hid in the grass.

In the sword furnace, there was a dead silence, and the swordsmith and his lady were sucked dry by the magic sword, and turned into dry corpses lying quietly on the ground.

Suddenly, the swordsmith who had turned into a dried corpse opened his eyes, and after a blur in his eyes, he quickly regained his clarity, and the shriveled flesh and blood recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, the appearance of a large number of forged swords was also changing rapidly, and it soon became the appearance of Ren Yao.

This swordsmith is actually Ren Yao, who is in the midst of illusion. And the swordsmith's lady is a trick butterfly who is also in the illusion.

After Ren Xiaoyao woke up, he stretched out his hand to touch the body of the trick butterfly, and a black shadow immediately flew out of the trick butterfly's body, which turned out to be a trick butterfly as if he was asleep. As soon as the demon eye on Ren Xiaoyao's forehead opened, a green light shot out, shining on the phantom of the trick butterfly, and a lighter gray mist was pulled out from the phantom of the trick butterfly. Then, the same gray mist flew out of Ren Yao's forehead and merged with the gray mist of the trick butterfly.

These two wisps of gray mist are exactly the obsessions generated by Ren Yao and tricks in this reincarnation.

With a flick of his hand, the gray mist that fused together flew out of the air and disappeared into the air. The next moment, Ren Die, who was hiding in the grass, suddenly remembered the bits and pieces of living with her parents for more than ten years, and remembered the wishes and expectations of her parents before they died, and the belief in living in her heart became firmer.

The green light on Ren Xiaoyao's demon eye shone on the soul phantom of the trick butterfly again, and the soul phantom of the trick butterfly disappeared immediately. At the same time, the magic sword that found Ren Die's traces in the distance, and when he was about to kill Ren Die, he was suddenly blocked by the trick butterfly that had turned into a ghost, and the boy that Ren Die had turned into escaped with his life.

In this way, in the more than ten years since this year, Ren Die has escaped the pursuit of the magic sword countless times with the help of his ghost mother Hua Zhaodie. In the process of escaping again and again, Ren Die faced life and death again and again, and strengthened his belief in life with the help of tricky butterflies again and again.

In the process of escaping, when Ren Die's belief in survival reached the extreme, the reincarnation of the first life quietly ended