Karma·Jie. This double-edged light sword has one blade named Karma and one blade named Calamity. The sword is three feet long and weighs only fifteen taels or four coins. The sword body is as thin as a cicada's wing. When it is held horizontally under the sun and moonlight, it will appear.
The sword glowed orange-red like it was burned in a forge. There were also light golden fire streaks on the sword, and it glowed like solid fireworks in the darkness.
This sword represents the hell realm.
When Mu Wan picked it up, she felt that it had its own temper and was full of violence. It seemed that if she was not careful, the blade would hurt her. She tried to put her hand up, but before she touched it, there was a burning sensation.
Heat waves hit my hands.
"Is this possible?" Shi Wuqi stretched out his hand and pinched the blade of the sword. He didn't seem to feel it was hot. "It's too thin. It seems to break as soon as I break it."
"I don't like it." Mu Wan frowned and said.
"Indeed. If you don't use it properly, you will be hurt by the sword energy. Try this one."
Resentment. A straight knife, the length of the knife is three feet and two inches, and it weighs three pounds and two taels. About half an inch on the back of the knife, there is a hollow slit for bleeding. The shape of the knife is like an open blood basin.
Big mouth. The sword energy cut with this knife can devour all things. This is a greedy knife. The blade that pierces into a person will be bitten hard, and the bones and flesh can be peeled off before it can be pulled out.
This knife represents the path of hungry ghosts.
"Maybe this one will work." Mu Wan stroked the blade and felt that it was quite handy. The weight of the knife is normal, but it is still heavier than an umbrella. It doesn't matter, it should be heavier and stronger.
"You have to be careful." Shui Wujun said, "As long as this knife has tasted someone's blood, it can be traced to the ends of the earth. If you are accidentally hurt by it, it will also regard you as its prey."
Before Mu Wan could speak, Shan Hai said, "It's inappropriate."
The Ember Fang is a scimitar made from the teeth of giant beasts. Not only is the blade quenched with venom, but the hollow space inside was also filled with venom. The tooth is four and a half feet long, but only weighs one pound and seventy taels. After polishing, the tooth body
It is so pale and green that it can bring out the appearance of a human face, and it is almost impossible to tell that it is forged by giant teeth. For this reason, the body injured by the knife will be extremely poisonous. Without an antidote, the injured person will not survive for more than a day. The injured person will fester and die in pain.
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This knife is a metaphor for the way of animals.
"If it's a fresh wound, even the sword energy can poison the opponent."
"This, um..." Mu Wan held the handle of the knife, which was still wrapped with withered vines, "It would be difficult if one of our own was injured in the melee."
"That's true. Then this one."
It cuts the blood and seals the throat. The whole body is blood red and it is four feet long. Except for the color, it is no different from other lightweight knives. Legend has it that people injured by this knife will bleed out even if it is only a half-inch long wound, until the last drop.
When all the blood flows out, the injured person will eventually turn into a mummy without blood, white all over. The sound it makes when it cuts through the air is like the scream of some unknown monster.
This sword is a metaphor for the path of Shura.
"This knife can easily mess up people's minds." Shui Wujun handed it to her with both hands, "If you are not firm enough, you will be controlled by it and become a monster with only killing in your eyes."
"I think I can give it a try."
Mu Wan held the handle of the knife with one hand and fell directly to the ground with the knife.
I forgot to mention that this knife weighs sixty-seven kilograms and eight taels and nine cents.
"Next one."
Wind and Cloud Slash. A three-foot green blade that can call for wind and rain, which is called the Divine Sword. This sword has no connection with human nature. But it is said that this sword can be soft or strong, bending or stretching. A mere two kilograms of iron can open up the world, move the clouds and make rain,
Cutting off fire and slaying thunder. But all of these are just rumors, and no one has ever unleashed its true power.
This sword represents the way of heaven.
"I once used it to pray for rain in a place that had been in drought for three years." Shui Wujun said, "I wonder if you can use it to its fullest potential."
"I don't have that confidence..."
Mu Wan learned the lesson and held it with both hands. Compared with just now, it was so light that it could float. She tried waving it twice, but she didn't think it was anything special compared with the previous weapons.
place.
"Well, maybe you have nothing to do with it."
"As long as it works. Thank you very much."
Shan Hai came over to look at it, and Mu Wan handed him the sword. He didn't really like playing with these steel weapons, but this simple-looking sword made him like it.
"This one is pretty good."
He touched it. The shape and cool touch of the sword reminded him of the peach wood sword he gave to Aluan in the past.
Yun Ge and Shi Wuqi looked aside for a long time, one frowning and the other crossing his arms. Yun Ge carefully looked at every weapon Mu Wan had seen and admired secretly. Shi Wuqi seemed to remember
What? He pointed at Shui Wujun’s hand and said:
"Is there another one?"
"..."
"That's right." Dai Luan also responded, "There is also a handful of 'Humanity'?"
Shui Wujun's expression did not change, but Dai Luan clearly noticed a trace of reluctance. But he had no intention of hiding it. Shui Wujun picked up the only sword without a scabbard hanging on his side. It was wrapped around
It was wrapped in a circle of old cloth, and it took a lot of time to untie it. It can be seen that when it was wrapped up, it was a careful and slow work.
They are all looking forward to it, looking forward to what kind of peerless magic weapon this sword that symbolizes humanity will be.
Duan Chen Huan. The sword is three feet and seven inches long and weighs two kilograms and eight liang.
It's a rusty sword.
Doubt appeared on everyone's faces.
"Why is 'Humanity'... the most useless?" Mu Wan muttered.
"It's not the most useless." Shui Wujun picked up the sword and looked at the rusty piece of iron through the moonlight and the firelight nearby, "But it's the ugliest."
"It looks very fragile." Yun Ge said honestly.
"If the other five weapons are used together, they may not be able to match it. But Duan Chenhuan is a half-finished weapon."
Shi Wuqi asked: "Why not cast it?"
"This is where my path ends."
These words made everyone feel incredible. Is this what Shui Wujun, who has forged countless magic weapons in his life, would say? The most emotional one was Yun Ge. He thought to himself, is there something that even he can't do?
"I can't understand the human world, it's as simple as that. This sword was the last one I forged, and it was also the one I used to kill myself."
"What?" Yun Ge asked in surprise, "My father said that Shui Wujun's six-path sword skills were all learned from six swords forged by his own hands. 'Humanity' is actually an unfinished sword? Moreover,
The old man said that you gradually lost your way because you indulged in forging knives day and night - that is, you lost your soul and became the six realms of impermanence."
"It's just a legend." Shui Wujun shook his head, "But it's not false. When I was alive, I didn't understand the world at all. I only thought weapons were the simplest and easiest to talk to. People only thought they were ruthless iron weapons, but they
I can't read this cold and silent language. Only when I am drowned in the world of swords can I feel alive. It's ridiculous to say that I couldn't tell the difference between right and wrong in this world when I was alive, and I will still have to break up the three thousand worlds after death.
"
As he said that, he glanced at Dai Luan.
"But someone also taught me something. I'm thinking that if I had met her during my lifetime, maybe I wouldn't be where I am today."
Dai Luan had a vague feeling that he was talking about Lord Xueyue. Not the current Lord Xueyue, but the goddess.
"I want..." She pointed to the rusty sword in Shui Wujun's hand, "I want to borrow that sword."
Mizumu-kun was confused—very confused.
"You can also take a look at the other swords." He said, "It's not that I don't want to borrow it. It's just that giving it to you may not be of much use."
"I'm not very good at using fancy things." Dai Luan scratched her head, "The wooden sword Shanhai gave me before was ruined, and I don't have any weapons for self-defense. I thought, bringing such a rusty sword to the city lord,
They shouldn't stop it."
Shui Wujun pondered for a long time and lent her the sword. Dai Luan was also a little surprised. Logically speaking, it might be important that he entangled her so tightly, so she had to hesitate for a while. In comparison, this was more in line with her expectations.
It was too easy. Dai Luan had some doubts as to whether Shui Wujun lent it to him for Qingnu's sake.
"Don't always make things difficult for others," Shanhai said.
Shui Wujun just said softly: "It's okay."
His father, like Shui Wujun, also had an unfinished object during his lifetime and died because of it. I wonder what his spirit in heaven would think when he learned about this. Yun Ge thought about it and shook his head. But he still firmly believed that he could
Get the most ideal answer from Shui Wujun.
The next day, everything continued as planned. Shan Hai and Dai Luan went to the City Prince's Mansion to see how the fourth concubine was doing, and Shui Wujun accompanied them. Yun Ge planned to walk around the city, and he heard that there was a blacksmith shop that made knives.
.But he doubted that he had seen it
After Shui Wujun's works, those "broken coppers and iron" were no longer attractive. Shi Wuqi searched for traces of Yingyuejun in the city. Mu Wan originally wanted to stay in the restaurant alone, but now that he has it, he can still take advantage of it.
Weapons, there is no harm in letting him go.
The streets in the early morning gradually became lively. Standing at the door, Shi Wuqi stretched his waist. He did not take Miss Qi with him today.
"If you follow me, it will affect my speed."
"Ha?" Mu Wan sneered, "It's still unclear who will influence whom."
"Then try to catch up with me."
As soon as the words fell, he disappeared immediately. Mu Wan was stunned for a while, and then she realized that he had jumped up the wall, climbed over the eaves, and separated a long distance from her.
"Isn't it childish?"
She cursed and followed.
There was a reason why Shi Wuqi disappeared suddenly. He smelled a familiar scent. He had smelled it before, but not here, but in Cangyi City next door. He had to find out before Mu Wan noticed.
It didn't take much time to run three blocks away. He patted the dirt on his body, turned over and landed, stopping just in front of a fortune-telling stall.
"Come here, do the math, I'm sure you'll be satisfied." The fortune-teller with a small round mirror greeted him, "Hey, young hero, I see your hall turns black, there will be a bloody disaster."
"What a disaster for you." Shi Wuqi raised his hand, "Young man named Lin, if I hit you, you and your stall will be torn apart."
"The old man is so angry."
Wu Qi raised his wrist, and Lin You immediately shouted to stop.
"I've been working with you all the way from Cangyi City to here?"
"No, I won't suck people's brains anymore, I have a conscience." Lin You put his hands on his hips, "I'm doing serious business now."
"Stop talking nonsense. Where is Mr. Yingyue? He is in Wule City, you must know."
"You're being unreasonable." The cunning weasel smiled, "You're paying for fortune telling. How can you help me with this small business?"
Shi Wuqi didn't want to argue with him. In desperation, he slapped a silver ingot on the small table. Linyou's sleeves quickly swept across the table and pocketed it.
"have no idea."
"I'll beat him to death——"
"Wait a minute." He called out again, "I also know that he is here. Anyway, Mr. Yingyue... is my savior. Although he doesn't like humans, he is friendly to monsters like us. I almost lost my soul back then.
He used the demon-binding rope to separate my disordered Yuanling, thus saving a miserable life."
Okay, isn't it just to add money? Shi Wuqi knocked on another silver ingot.
Linyou glanced at it and said: "This one is not pure, you have to change it for me."
"Do you want love?"
"It's business, do you want me to tell you what's false?"
Shi Wuqi calmed down and told himself not to argue with Weasel's relatives, it would do no good. So he took it back and replaced it. This time Lin You looked at it and was indeed satisfied. But he just opened his mouth and didn't say anything.
, the two of them heard strange noises in the distance.
