Like people, swords have a lifespan of their own.

Just as people will be born, old, sick and die, swords and blades often have their own limits, but most of the time, these strong metals will not show them, but will continue to fight bravely and drink blood as if nothing happened.

"Until they can't hold it anymore."

Liu Bolun carefully examined the long knife of the broken horse, checking every tiny trace on the blade.

"Although the analogy is not too apt...... But just like people, do you like to work day and night? ”

Du Chengfeng shook his head, of course.

Of course he doesn't like to work overtime, or no one likes to work overtime, after all, it means overloading, it means squeezing his rest time, and even making his work and rest chaotic and his body weak.

And the sword blade is somewhat similar.

Just as human beings can live for a long time as long as they don't work overtime and pay attention to health on weekdays, swords and blades can often be preserved for a long time - but on the contrary, just like human beings work overtime every day, day and night are reversed, and their bodies will deteriorate, these swords and blades are often overloaded, and it is also extremely easy to break and roll the blade.

And when the physical condition is poor to a certain point, and the person continues to overwork, the person will die suddenly.

If you change it to a sword blade, it will break on the spot.

"And there's another thing that I just said that isn't quite right...... That is, the nature of the work is different, and the work of swords and blades is different from people after all. ”

Speaking of this, Liu Bolun couldn't help but sigh.

In the final analysis, there is a limit to the pressure on people's work, even if it is diverse. And the words of the sword and the blade...... There is only one job of the sword blade, and that is to kill.

Since it has reached the level of killing lives, how can the dead not harbor resentment?

In the face of this knife soldier who took their lives, they all wished for this knife, and the person who held this knife, was cut by thousands of knives, and there was no place to bury him.

That is the most bitter hatred, that is the deepest resentment, no matter how strong a knife is, it can withstand the resentment of a few or even dozens of people, but after killing hundreds, thousands, or even thousands of people, how can that monstrous resentment and hatred be borne by a mere knife?

This is why swords and blades often need to be sharpened and maintained, on the one hand, to dispel the evil spirits, and on the other hand, to dispel the resentment, so that they can get rid of these resentments...... After all, just as there are times when people can't hold on, there are times when knives can't hold up. ”

Saying this, Liu Bolun nodded the blade in his hand.

"When you can't hold it, the knife dies."

Shaking his head, Liu Bolun handed the knife back.

"People can't be resurrected after death, and the same is true of swords and blades, since it has killed so many people for you, then find a good place and bury it alive."

"Hmmm......"

Du Chengfeng's brows furrowed slightly.

It is true that death cannot be resurrected, he knows that.

But the knife is dead, is there really no way to come back to life?

"Please take another look."

With that, Du Chengfeng opened the saddle bag again.

He took out his heavy knife, which had been cut off.

"Another broken knife...... It seems that your way out of Jibei is not very peaceful. ”

Seeing that another broken blade was taken out, Liu Bolun couldn't help but sigh.

And when Du Chengfeng took out the other half of the truncated blade, Liu Bolun simply took out another wine gourd and poured two sips - obviously, as a grinder, as a person who has been with the blade all year round, he can't see this kind of scene a little.

But immediately, Du Chengfeng put together the two severed blades to form a complete broadsword.

Liu Bolun's eyes straightened immediately.

"Haven't I sobered up yet?"

Two slaps were slapped in his face, and Liu Bolun's eyes widened.

The tingling sensation on his face was still there, and he could confirm that he should be awake, but the knife that appeared in front of him ...... Is this kind of thing serious?

As we all know, people cannot be resurrected after death.

But this knife is dead, how can it be resurrected?

"Let me see ......"

Liu Bolun, who looked puzzled, was about to take the big knife and observe it carefully.

But this time, Du Chengfeng didn't give it.

"Next time, next time."

Seeing Liu Bolun's performance, Du Chengfeng already knew that his thick knife was probably a little strange - it involved the blade he was most familiar with, and it was a bit inappropriate to stand on the side of the road and discuss with a drunk.

"So you're not there? I remember that the long knife was sharpened by him last time, and if it was him, he might be able to find a solution......"

"The mountain chief is out, but this is coming back soon...... Hey, don't be in a hurry to go, it's not easy to come here, so let's take a walk around the academy first. ”

Seeing that Du Chengfeng was about to turn around and leave, Liu Bolun hurriedly grabbed Du Chengfeng's sleeve, so that he could be persuaded to do so.

However, the academy in this mountain is really not much better, a canteen, a dormitory, and the living room of the mountain chief are not allowed to enter, and the only ones you can visit are the classrooms on the side.

However, the classroom is also in progress, and it is not easy for Liu Bolun to bring Du Chengfeng in, but when he heard the sound of Lang Lang reading in the classroom, Du Chengfeng had a familiar feeling in his heart.

Yes, he still remembered that when he was studying the polishing method of the long knife and breaking the horse, the sound of reading he felt was this.

It's just that he didn't hear clearly at that time, what was reading and reading.

This time, by the classroom window, he heard clearly.

"Is this what is taught in your academy? Teach people kindness? ”

"Yes, if you want to teach people, this set of things is the most suitable."

Looking through the window and looking at the students inside who were still a little ignorant on their faces, Liu Bolun was stunned.

"I don't know what this thing can do in this world...... But can't you teach them to drink bars? ”

"That's why the old man would rather let the students take the students to read than let them go in to teach the students, drinking to escape can solve the temporary worries, but it can't solve any problems."

Just as Du Chengfeng and Liu Bolun were chatting, an old man with a donkey walked slowly.

This couldn't help but make Du Chengfeng look sideways slightly.

During this time, the old man who could impress Du Chengfeng, except for Yang Xuan, was the old man in front of him. It's just that unlike Yang Xuan's tenacious temperament like weeds, this old man with white hair just stood there, like a straight green pine, with an immovable momentum.

"Master!"

Almost instinctively, Du Chengfeng's spine was stretched like a big cat, and his body had already entered a state of combat readiness.

The intuition in his mind is frantically alarming, although the old man in front of him has white hair and looks old, but if he really starts to do it, I am afraid he will not lose to Su Xiqing!

This is just the judgment brought by the momentum, not counting the many means that this old man may be hiding.

Just like after Su Xiqing turns into a monster, he can still have a few transformations, if this old man does his best......

It is no wonder that even after Su Xiqing became a strange bird, he did not cross Jizhou and flew to Yanzhou in the south to forage for food.

In this Yanzhou, there are still such masters!

"A strong man and slow hands, the old man has no malice."

Seeing that Du Chengfeng's movement was so big, the old man who led the donkey was a little crying and laughing.

"The intention of the strong man, the old man has already heard the doorman under the mountain say. Isn't the strong man looking for someone to sharpen his sword? ”

The old man leading the donkey stretched out his hand to Du Chengfeng.

"Bring the knife, the old man is the Ruan Shantao you are looking for."