It was night, by the campfire, the knife and the eternal lay down, looking up at the stars. Qianguxiu crossed Erlang's legs, held the back of his head with both hands, held a grass in his mouth, and squinted his eyes, as if he was laughing. The knife was on the side, like a wooden carving, lying in a decent manner, with eyes as sharp as a knife, but confused, not knowing what to think.

Since the last time the knife was drunk and accompanied the eternal show to go crazy once, the knife is still the knife, still a stuffy gourd, the eternal asked him, but he said that he is the eternal knife, the knife will not talk nonsense, out of the sheath will kill. But since then, the knife has indeed changed a little, such as now, he accompanies the eternal and looks up at the starry sky.

The "thunderclap" of burning firewood pulled the knife back to reality from the blur, but the eternal was still squinting and looking at the sky.

The knife is now not looking at the sky, but looking at the eternals.

The bonfire reflects the side face of the eternal, which is indeed quite beautiful. The knife is not good at words, and can only be described as good-looking. But he didn't know that he was also good-looking, but he didn't belong to the same type as the eternals—eternal, handsome, and the knife was really like a knife, resolute, and ruthless.

"Qiangu, aren't you curious why I was caught by the Netherworld Sect in this Heavenly Trench Mountain?" asked Qianguxiu.

"If you want to say it, you will say it, so why do you need me to ask?"

"Don't you really know about the Netherworld Sect?" asked the knife a little curiously.

"I don't know. Qianguxiu replied lightly.

"This Netherworld Sect is an extremely important branch of the Demon Sect, and it is a rare thing that you are a cultivator and don't even know about it!" Xiao Dao said helplessly.

"Oh, is this Demon Sect very powerful?" asked Qianguxiu.

"Take the word out and say it again. The knife and the ancient show joked, this knife is very bad at talking, but after staying with the eternal for a long time, he has seen a lot of words, and occasionally a few jokes will pop up.

"I wouldn't have saved you if I had known. Seeing the knife joking, Eternal Xiu also joked.

"It's a pity that the world doesn't regret selling the medicine to you. Xiao Dao smiled, and when he saw that he didn't talk to him for thousands of years, he stopped looking at him, raised his eyes to the sky, as if talking to himself, and told about his life experience and why he was caught by the Netherworld Sect in this mountain of no return.

Xiaodao was born in the northwest of the Eastern Continent, a family of swordsmen who are famous for their swordsmen, this family is different from other immortal cultivation families and sects.

It is said that his ancestor was an ordinary local woodcutter, one day he went up the mountain to chop wood, and met a seriously injured comatose woman, the woodcutter was kind, and carried it home for treatment, but the family was really poor and could not afford the high medical expenses, so he had to work multiple jobs to increase his income and treat the woman. Over time, he didn't go up the mountain to chop wood, but he was reluctant to accompany the firewood knife for most of his life, so he offered the firewood knife to the offering table under the ancestral spiritual seat, in order to thank the firewood knife for accompanying him to make a living.

Or moved the heavens, one day, the comatose woman actually woke up by herself, said that she was a wood fairy, because the woodcutter's ancestors felled, ruined the practice of many brothers and sisters, I wanted to turn into a personal punishment, but was seriously injured by the woodcutter's family for generations of firewood knives turned into a knife spirit, the woodcutter is kind-hearted, and he gave up his business and worked hard to make money for treatment, and he was grateful in his heart, and he was willing to marry the woodcutter as his wife, and blessed the woodcutter's descendants, so as to avoid the woodcutter's descendants from continuing to chop wood for a living, and once again fell into the cycle of cause and effect.

The woodcutter and the wood fairy worship under the ancestral spirit to marry, promise that the descendants will not be felling, but do not want the firewood knife to show the knife spirit, the knife spirit weeps, said that the woodcutter's family ancestors fell, the use of the firewood knife, the knife spirit can be transformed, but I don't want the woodcutter to abandon him today, the knife spirit is unwilling, but like a child angry, Yu woodcutter said, I hurt the wood fairy is cause and effect, you and the wood fairy hair is also cause and effect, your ancestors made me a knife, rely on me to make a living, today, you and I have cause and effect! The sword spirit cursed and said, in the future, you should also be a knife, relying on others to use it, begging for a living, but after that, it turned into a beam of light, penetrated into the woodcutter's body, and never appeared again.

The woodcutter was gloomy, and the wood fairy talked to him and said, I am married to you is cause and effect, and the sword spirit into the body is also cause and effect, in the future, you will be a knife to beg for a living, but I don't know how many generations it will take to achieve perfection. Since then, the wood fairy has taught him all he knows about the immortal method of the knife, and finally became a swordsman in the northwest.

From this, it sounds true that what the knife said to the eternals and became his knife.

Xiao Dao continued: "My family has changed generations for several generations, and others are knives, knives are not like swords, swords can hurt others, can hurt themselves, but once it is a knife, it only hurts people, not the person who uses the knife." ”

Qiangu suddenly accosted him, squinted at the knife and asked, "Don't you like my Xiuchuan?"

The knife is stopped, he is not good at talking, but he really has no such intention, but he has only seen Xiuchuan used Xiuchuan once through the ages, and he almost forgot that he used a sword for thousands of years.

Qiangu smiled and said: "Tease you, stuffy gourd, it's rare to change your words today, continue to talk." ”

Just like the knife said, the knife only hurts others, not the person who uses the knife, the ancestors of the previous generations, just when the dart master, or the guardian of the rich and noble, or the court eagle dog to make a living, but the legend of the knife family is not known to be spread by whom, coveting the flow of the knife technique, constantly visiting, the knife family, unbearable, almost want to retreat to the mountains and forests, want to come to the wilderness and farm, but also comfortable, but it is not lawful, because of the curse of the knife spirit, had to beg for a living with others for the knife, this made the disputes of the factions, the various cows, ghosts, snakes and gods of the court moved their minds- This is a knife with immortal magic.

So the knife family constantly had to deal with various forces, and they also hoped to get the famous master of Bole so that they could serve him.

When he was in the generation of Grandpa Xiaodao, he was still confused by traitors, and unconsciously, he became a murderous weapon, and gradually Xiaodao's family was called the Devil's Road, the Magic Knife. Finally, the Demon Dao Sect that the Xiaodao family committed to was exterminated by the world's decency, and the Xiaodao family, as the knife of the Demon Dao, is naturally difficult to be good, the so-called decency, even slaughtered the Xiaodao family, and even the Xiaodao, did not intend to let go.

At that time, it was the sect leader of the Netherworld Sect, who fought a decent bloody battle in the world and rescued the knife. Xiao Dao was young and didn't know that people's hearts were sinister, but he only knew that the sect master of the Netherworld Sect saved him and was his benefactor, so he became the knife of the sect master of the Netherworld Sect. No, it's not a knife that became the sect master of the Nether Sect, it's a knife borrowed by the sect master of the Nether Sect - whenever there is someone in the Nether Sect who wants to kill and it is inconvenient to make a move, the sect master of the Nether Sect tells the knife that this person is one of the murderers who slaughtered your entire family. Knife believed it. Soon his hands were covered in blood.

The knife gradually grew up, he himself is not a heinous demon, before killing, he also saw those so-called murderers who killed his whole family do good deeds.

Xiaodao was puzzled, and one day, he expressed his doubts to his benefactor, the sect master of the Netherworld Sect, but he didn't want the sect master of the Netherworld Sect, afraid that the knife would grow up and increase his strength greatly, he knew that he was being used by him and took revenge on him.

Because I don't want to be too ostentatious, I asked a few inconspicuous disciples who were born outside the door to come to the primeval jungle of Tianyan Mountain with a knife, one is that there are many trees, and the knife will not attract the attention of others if it is cut down day and night, and the second is that the knife is sealed Dantian Zhihai, which is rare and uninhabited, and fierce beasts are everywhere, and the knife can't escape. It is precisely in this way that the knife can be known through the ages.

The knife fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qian Guxiu sat up coldly, kicked the knife, and said, "If you are a knife with me, aren't you afraid that I will use you to kill people indiscriminately?"

"If it weren't for you and me, I might have died a long time ago, or fallen into a constant cycle of cause and effect, and you want me to kill someone, then kill someone, you can do it. With that, the knife turned sideways and said no more.

Qianguxiu laughed and said: "The big knife is out of the sheath, the yellow sand is boundless, I have a big knife, heroic and sad." It's a pity that you're a knife, it's a knife!

The knife sat up violently, his breath was fierce, and he said: "The small characters are added by you, if I repair the knife, there is no knife in the world, no matter if he has a big knife or a small knife, it is not as good as my knife, if I am out of the sheath, I will cut the emperor and the heavens, and the hidden spring will be cut down!"

After that, the knife actually felt a commotion in the dantian, and a harsh breath came out majestically, turned into a knife shape, cut the dantian confinement, and went straight to the sea of knowledge.

The knife was overjoyed, looking up to the sky and roaring, madness was awe-inspiring, splashing the sparks of the bonfire around him, looking at him with a smile and sighing - my brother, out of the sheath!