Xu Zhi listened to Wang Jin's story, frowned, and sighed: "Now, this Baihong Sword has fallen into the hands of Jiang Chao, the deputy gang leader of Jiang Shenmiao, Jiang Chao relied on the ghostly plum blossom swordsmanship and this indestructible Baihong Sword to collude with Yang Xingmi in Jiangnan, kill people and goods, and do all kinds of evil. If you want to win against him, you must find a blade that can overcome him. I don't know if you're familiar with the world's swords?"

Wang Jin said: "It's not that I didn't think of this layer, but the swords in the world are all from the ancient Yue land, in the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a Ou Yezi in Yuezhou who had forged swords such as Zhanlu and fish intestines, but these famous swords have long been missing due to their age. Later, the descendants of the Ou clan cast swords for generations, and in the Muzong period, Yecheng produced a world-famous sword-casting master, Ou Zhen, who is said to be the descendant of Ou Yezi. Inheriting the spirituality of his ancestors' sword-casting, this Ou senior obtained a meteorite from outside the sky during a chance encounter on Tiantai Mountain, and when he saw that the texture of this stone was harder than iron, he was overjoyed and brought it back to Yecheng.

Ou Zhen immediately built a large sword-casting field on Luoxia Mountain in Yecheng, erected a high earthen kiln, and he sent people to transport Datong's coal, tin from Xishan, and copper from Tongling, and spent his life's energy to melt the meteorite, add copper, tin, and lead, and cast two sharp swords of Ziqing and Changhong. ”

He Mengjiao said curiously: "It turns out that the Baihong Sword is from the hands of a famous artist, no wonder it is so sharp! I just don't understand how this sharp weapon could fall into the hands of Jiang Wangshen and Dongying people!"

Wang Jin said: "I have also secretly investigated this matter for a long time, and I found out: Ou Zhen's predecessor and the head of the Wudang faction, Ziyang Zhenren, have been friends for many years, Ziyang Zhenren is a martial idiot, in addition to eating and sleeping, he specializes in martial arts and sword moves all the time. This Ziyang real person also likes to collect the world's swords. At that time, it was the sixtieth birthday of Ziyang Zhenren, and Ou Zhen decided to send the two swords of Ziqing and Baihong to Wudang Mountain as congratulatory gifts. ”

Xue Atan said with a smile: "Senior Ou's birthday gift is valuable enough, Ziyang Zhenren must like it when he sees it!"

Wang Jin sighed and said, "If only it was really as Brother Xue said, it would be nice if Ziyang Zhenren could see those two swords." ”

Xu Zhi hurriedly asked, "Could it be that things have changed, and these two swords have been robbed on the way?"

Wang Jin said: "Brother Xu's guess is right, in fact, Ou Zhen also knows that the road from Yecheng to Wudang Mountain is very long, and the people in the rivers and lakes have been coveting these two swords for a long time, so Ou Zhen is also very careful and decides to send these two swords to Wudang Mountain separately." He decided to personally escort Bai Hongjian, go north along the coast, and then enter the Yangtze River, trace the river upstream, and go west from Ezhou to Wudang Mountain, and send Ziqing Jian from Ganzhou, Jiangzhou, and Ezhou to Wudang Mountain by land. These two routes prevent both swords from being lost at the same time. But people are not as good as heaven, and in the end, these two sharp swords failed to reach the hands of Wudang Ziyang Zhenren!"

Xu Zhiqi said: "The two swords were lost at the same time, what is going on?"

Wang Jin said: "First of all, Ou Zhen's fleet encountered a hurricane near Yuezhou, was stranded on the sea and stopped, and then was besieged by a group of Dongying Langren, these Dongying people took a surfing boat, walking on the sea like a flat ground, their body is like a ghost, people can't guard against it, they jumped on Ou Zhen's big ship, snatched the white rainbow sword, and brutally killed Ou Zhen, but unfortunately a generation of sword-casting masters was buried at sea like this, and even a corpse was not found, it is really sad and lamentable!" Later, the Dongying people dedicated the white rainbow sword to the god Jiang Wang, and since then the white rainbow sword has been owned by the Jiang family father and son. ”

After listening to Bai Hongjian's story, He Mengjiao asked again, "What kind of accidents will happen to that Ziqing Sword?"

Wang Jin said with a smile: "Miss He, don't worry, listen to the old man slowly, Ou Zhen entrusted the Ziqing Sword to a famous dart bureau to escort, this Ziqing Sword is quite peaceful in the place where it passes through the Zhuque Gate in Ganzhou, but when it arrives at the Lushan boundary in Jiangzhou, there is a big accident, this is the place where the three forces of the rivers and lakes of the Vermilion Bird Gate, the Changjiao Gang and the Jiang Shenmiao meet.

Seeing that the road was peaceful, the dart master who escorted Ziqing Sword slowly relaxed his vigilance, and when they passed through Poyang Lake at the foot of Lushan Mountain, they were ambushed by a group of unknown masked men. The masked man at the head, dressed in gray-white clothes, jumped more than three feet high from the lake and slapped a dart master to death with a wave of his hand. Seeing that the other party was fierce and cruel, the leader of the dart master shouted a few times: "Who is Your Excellency? What is the sect and what faction? This dart bureau is passing by the precious land for the first time, please make it convenient!"

The group of masked men did not answer, but surrounded the dart masters, and the man led by him sneered: "If you want to live, leave the things, otherwise this is your fate", after speaking, he made a move to "open the world", and a willow tree next to him stopped and broke off. In order to protect the purple and green sword, the dart masters had to pick up weapons and fight with the masked man. The dart masters were gradually defeated, either wounded or killed. Just as the masked men were about to succeed in defeating the leader, another group of black-clothed men jumped out of the reeds by the lake, stopped the masked men, and fought with them. ”

"The dart master led by the two factions took advantage of the time when the two factions were fighting each other, holding the purple and green sword in his arms, and he was forced to the top of the golden top of Lushan by these gangsters. Seeing that the situation was critical, the dart master was alone, in order to protect the purple and green sword and not fall into the hands of the gangsters, he had to jump off the cliff with the sword in his arms, and then the purple and green sword disappeared. ”

Xu Zhi finished listening to the story and sighed: "The two famous swords have been lost, and the senior Ou died tragically at sea, Ziyang Zhenren must be very sad to hear this news!"

Wang Jin said: "Yes, Ziyang Zhenren fainted for a while because of the tragic death of his friend Ou Zhen, and under heartache, he canceled the banquet for his 60th birthday, and set up a mourning hall in Wudang Mountain, personally summoned the soul of his friend, and vowed to find Ziqing and Bai Hongjian to commemorate him. Later, Ziyang Zhenren thought that the Changhong Sword fell into the vast sea and could not be found, so he had to put his only hope on finding the Ziqing Sword. Despite his advanced age, Ziyang Zhenren has visited Lushan Mountain in Jiangzhou several times, and set up a stone on the top of the golden roof to find the whereabouts of this Ziqing sword, but found nothing. ”

Wang Jin said: "Yes, Ziyang Zhenren canceled the banquet for his sixtieth birthday because of Ou Zhen's tragic death, and later he thought that the Changhong Sword fell into the vast sea and could not be found, so he could only put his only hope on finding the Ziqing Sword." Regardless of his age, Ziyang Zhenren has visited the golden top of Lushan Mountain in Jiangzhou several times to find the whereabouts of this Ziqing sword, but he has found nothing. ”

Xu Zhi thought to himself, no wonder Brother Ling once mentioned that Ziyang Zhenren seemed to have a special love for Lushan in Jiangzhou, and often came to Lushan to travel, and finally died in a foreign country, and was buried on the golden top of Lushan, it turned out to be such a story.

Xue Atan saw that Wang Jin had finished telling the story, and seemed to be unsatisfied, and asked again: "Grandpa Wang, you said that the Baihong Sword and the Ziqing Sword, these two famous swords, which sword is more powerful?"

Wang Jin replied: "Actually, the Purple Green Sword is better than the White Rainbow Sword!"

Xue Atan didn't wait for Wang Jin to finish speaking, then interrupted: "Grandpa Wang, are you always mistaken, how can the Ziqing Sword be better than the Changhong Sword? Ou Zhen's predecessor personally escorted the Baihong Sword, but only invited a team of dart masters to escort the Ziqing Sword. ”

Wang Jin explained: "Ou Zhen personally escorted the Changhong Sword to divert the attention of the gangsters from the Ziqing Sword, but he never thought that he would still fall into the trap of the enemy!"

Xue Atan said: "This doesn't mean that the Ziqing Sword is sharper than the Changhong Sword?"

Wang Jin saw that Xu Zhi and He Mengjiao also had similar doubts on their faces, so he had to stop for a while and continue to explain: "In fact, the quality of the sword depends not only on the material, but also on the temperature of the furnace, and the temperature of the furnace fire depends on the person to control, the higher the furnace temperature, the better the texture of the forged sword, and the temperature of the fire depends on the human eye to observe." At the beginning, the temperature is low, the fire is red, the temperature gradually rises, the fire becomes orange, yellow, the temperature is high, it is white, the high temperature of white is usually difficult to achieve in the kiln, dozens of craftsmen need to keep heating the kiln, but also always grasp the fire, at this time the casting is one of the best in the world, such as the white rainbow sword, is to take the meaning of "white rainbow through the sun".

After listening to Wang Jin's explanation, Xu Zhi and the others suddenly opened their mouths and nodded silently.

Wang Jin continued: "If the temperature of the furnace fire is high, the color of the fire will be white and blue, until it is blue and purple, in fact, the temperature of the furnace fire in this world is difficult to reach blue and purple, this is not only a matter of heat, but also a matter of luck. ”

Xu Zhi was very puzzled, and couldn't help asking: "Isn't sword casting also about luck, isn't the material of the sword and the experience of the swordsmith the most important?"

Wang Jin saw that the three of them were very puzzled, so he had to continue to explain: "When the temperature of the fire reaches white, the craftsmen continue to heat, and the temperature of the kiln is difficult to continue to increase, even if it is raised, the fire turns blue-purple, it is also a fleeting thing, and it is difficult to catch it, so the swordsmith can only sleep for a few days, and stay by the kiln all the time, if you are lucky, you can seize this moment of effort and complete the mission of sword casting, do you think this requires luck?"

Only then did Xu Zhi understand that the most critical moment for the ancients to forge swords was to cut off their own nails and put them into the kiln in order to finally complete the mission of forging swords. This is mainly because the ancients believed that their hair and nails had their own spirituality, and throwing these hair and skin objects into the furnace could motivate the fighting spirit of the craftsmen, thereby raising the temperature of the furnace fire, so as to create the world's famous sword.

Xu Zhi figured it out and replied casually: "Grandpa Wang, what you said is right! Sword casting cannot only rely on strength and experience, but also requires spirituality and luck!"

Seeing that Xu Zhi suddenly realized, Wang Jin nodded, and said with a smile: "If the material of the sword is outstanding, and the fire temperature reaches blue and purple, and the sword is forged by thousands of hammers, I am afraid it will be a rare and famous sword in the world, and that purple and green sword should be this kind of sword." ”

After listening to Wang Jin's story, Xu Zhi asked, "Grandpa Wang, as long as we find that purple and green sword, won't we be able to restrain the white rainbow sword of the Jiang Temple?"

Wang Jin nodded, seemed to be a little melancholy, and sighed: "Yes! But Ziyang Zhenren and the friends of the Three Mountains and Five Mountains have not been able to find it, how can we encounter it? This matter of finding a sword is unattainable, and it needs an opportunity, and the more anxious you are, the more you can't find a clue!" After finishing speaking, he glanced at Xu Zhi meaningfully, Xu Zhi no longer spoke, but wondered in his heart, what is this opportunity? Why did Brother Ling also say this opportunity on the top of the golden top of Lushan Mountain?

He Mengjiao saw that Wang Jin and Xu Zhi were silent, and said: "Grandpa Wang, let's not talk about this purple and green sword first, it's just this ghost and evil art of the Dongying people, isn't there a way to restrain it in the world?"

Wang Jin shook his head and sighed: "How to restrain the ghost ninjutsu of the Dongying people is also a problem that has plagued the old man for a lifetime. ”

When Xue Atan heard this, he stretched out his tongue in surprise and asked, "Grandpa Wang, is this Dongying people's ninjutsu really so magical?

He Mengjiao listened to Xue Atan's words, and said with some disdain: "Xue Atan, don't you grow the ambition of foreigners and destroy the prestige of our Tang people! I have walked the rivers and lakes for many years, and I have seen many talented people, even Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Huashan, these martial arts Taishan Beidou, I have not heard of such a magical skill. The Dongying people are just barbarians and sparse people, and every move and style of their fighting comes from my Tang Dynasty, how can everyone have the skill of flying immortals, the art of stealth and concealment?"

Xue Atan listened to He Mengjiao's explanation, but still couldn't solve the doubts in his heart, and argued with He Mengjiao: "You can not believe it, Miss He, but this mysterious demon art of the Dongying people, but Grandpa Wang saw it with his own eyes, can it be fake?"

He Mengjiao was momentarily choked by Xue Atan's refutation, so she had to look at Wang Jin with a pleading eye: "Xue Aniu, even if there is such a magical martial art in the world, maybe Grandpa Wang has already found a way to crack it?"

Wang Jin saw He Mengjiao looking at him with expectant eyes, and said with a long sigh: "Miss He, you think too highly of Grandpa Wang, grandpa is old and has long been exhausted, how can he crack such a wonderful ninjutsu, I'm afraid this is also a regret for my life, and it will be buried in the ground with the old man." When he finished speaking, his face was very sad and melancholy.

Xu Zhi saw that Wang Jin was very sad between his eyebrows, and comforted: "Grandpa Wang doesn't have to be too sad, will those ghost tricks of the Dongying people be magical tricks? ”

Xue Atan and He Mengjiao also echoed and said, "Brother Xu is right, we have also seen such juggling, we may be able to ask these people for a way to crack it?"

Wang Jin was very relieved to hear the words of the three of them, and said with a smile: "What you said may be right. It's a pity that if the old man can meet the three of you earlier, the old man will be a few years younger, maybe he will be able to go to Jiangshan and avenge the hatred of this country!"