Yang Yufan opened his eyes, and there was a flash of enlightenment in his eyes, as if he was about to catch something, but there was always such a layer of separation, so that he couldn't understand the key to it.

Sword. The sword opens with a double-edged body and a straight head, which can hurt people horizontally and vertically, and pierces through the armor. Dangerous and abnormal, born to kill.

"It's a little bit closer, what's missing?" Yang Yufan's mind quickly flashed the picture just now.

And the swords in the sword heart world are different from the outside world, they have a sword heart, can distinguish between right and wrong, understand words, and can cultivate. How should I understand and recognize swords?

"How's it going?" the sword asked, reinventing the shape.

"It's still a little close, but it shouldn't be too long, and I'll definitely be able to comprehend Kenshin. A flash of confidence flashed on Yang Yufan's face, and then he said very gratefully to the sword: "Sword squire, thanks to your help, I am one step closer to comprehending the sword heart." ”

"It's nothing, it's good to help you, this is your reward for losing Miss Ben for the past seven days. Shi Jian said lightly, as if it was just a trivial matter, but Yang Yufan knew that Shi Jian must have paid a lot for him.

"Thank you!" Yang Yufan thanked solemnly again.

"What is there to thank for, wait until you realize that Kenshin is coming to thank Miss Ben. Shi Jian smiled indifferently: "Let's stop here today, Yang Yufan, you come here again tomorrow, Miss Ben will help you one last time, whether you can comprehend it depends on you." ”

............

Back to the cabin, Yang Yufan crossed her knees on the wooden bed, closed her eyes, and recalled the life of the sword in her mind, from her beginning as a thin sword, to a short sword, and now to the long sword, Yang Yufan carefully felt the changes brought by her every growth.

He turned the sword life of the sword into his own life, and he seemed to replace the sword and became a sword. He carefully experienced the killing of the beginning of the sword, killing for the sake of killing. And then I was ignorantly asked why I wanted to kill, why did I kill? In the end, I was me, born for myself, and killed for me.

These Yang Yufan clearly understand, but this is the sword and not him, he still has to comprehend a lot if he wants to comprehend the sword heart.........

............

It's yesterday again, on a beautiful mountainside.

Yang Yufan sat cross-legged, lying there quietly with a sword on his lap.

His consciousness entered the body of the red sword, and yesterday's scene reappeared.

This time, Yang Yufan looked more carefully than yesterday, and he didn't let go of any details. Especially at the moment when the sword was just born to condense the sword heart, Yang Yufan watched it more than a hundred times, and he knew every step of the sword heart condensation.

Yang Yufan opened his eyes and looked at the fiery red long sword on his knee, this was the first time he looked at the sword so clearly.

I saw that the whole body of the sword was made of spiritual materials that Yang Yufan did not know, the entire sword body was about one meter long, the sword body was thin and transparent, and both sides were carved with a fire phoenix with wings ready to fly and five exquisite patterns, and a heart-shaped purple gem was also inlaid between the sword body and the hilt. The whole sword is so beautiful that it looks like a work of art, and it doesn't look like a tool for killing at all.

Seeing that Yang Yufan opened his eyes and was looking at himself quietly, the sword body of the sword trembled slightly. The red light flashed, and the sword had already flown to the side, and the sword of the soldier soul appeared.

A flash of red flashed across the sword's illusory face, but it quickly vanished. She looked at Yang Yufan and said, "How is it, have you realized it?"

"It's getting closer and closer, as if it's still a layer of window paper, and I'm sure I'll understand it when I go back to retreat for a while. Yang Yufan said happily.

"That's fine. The sword nodded: "After the engagement, I may not have time to play with you again." ”

"Engagement?" Yang Yufan asked in a low voice, "You don't like Sword Prince?"

"What's the use of liking it or not?" Shi Jian's voice was a little low, but she quickly regained her lively personality: "Yang Yufan is really happy to play with you." Tomorrow, remember to come to Chixiao Hall to attend Miss Ben's engagement banquet. ”

"I'll go first. A flash of red light flashed and the sword had disappeared in place, and at this moment there was a giggling laugh in the sky.

"Yang Yufan, you are really a different little sword slave. The sword is really ...... these days It's true... Good... Open the ......" The voice of the sword became smaller and smaller, until the last word reached Yang Yufan's, and he couldn't hear what it was.

Looking up at the void for a long time, Yang Yufan slowly withdrew his gaze, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, but then he shook his head and walked towards his cabin, "Now that I have no strength, even if I know anything, I can't help the sword." It's better to go back and comprehend Kenshin is the most important thing. ”

Back at the cabin, Yang Yufan washed up a little and sat cross-legged on the bed. Today, he had to comprehend the sword heart.

Closing his eyes, his consciousness radiated into the void, carefully feeling the sword veins of the sword heart world, and imagining himself as a small sword flying in the void.

The little sword flew over the cities, over the mountains and Daze, and finally he came to an ancient forest where spirit beasts were rampant and monsters were everywhere.

Coming here, Xiao Jian suddenly became excited. With a single sword, he cut a huge blue sword tiger in half, and the killing continued, this small sword seemed to be a tireless puppet, killing all the way, and the more he killed, the more excited he became.

Kill, kill, kill!

Kill, kill, kill, kill. There is nothing in the world that cannot be killed, and the sword is born to kill.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's just a moment, maybe it's been a long, long time.

Yang Yufan, who was kneeling cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes, his eyes were red, and they were full of killing intent. It was as if his sanity had been eroded by the endless killing aura.

Rise!

There seemed to be a dragon groan in Yang Yufan's mind, and in an instant, the killing aura in Yang Yufan's eyes was dissipated, and he regained his clarity.

"Whew. ”

Yang Yufan let out a long breath: "This sword heart world is too weird, I just imagined that I was a sword, and I was eroded by the endless killing qi, if it weren't for the purple beads on the 'Green Feather Holy Seal', I might have become a sword without any wisdom!"

A hint of fear flashed in Yang Yufan's eyes, no wonder from ancient times to the present, no one in the human race has comprehended the sword heart. Maybe the people who want to comprehend the sword heart have become one, and they only know the sword of killing!

Yang Yufan became more and more curious about Zizhu, and he didn't know what Zizhu was or what ability it had, it could actually help itself in such a special space in the Sword Heart World.