Dongfang Fan followed Dugu Sword Demon deep into the Sword Tomb, and stopped in front of a wooden house - this wooden house was very simple. In Dongfang Fan's impression, he had gone in and out of the Unnamed Sword Tomb several times before, but he had never noticed such a thing.
of a wooden house.
"Among the top five swords in the world of swordsmanship, Xia Yu, Chixiao has emerged, Tianya, and Langya have been lost for a long time. The second-ranked famous sword is Wuming... Are you interested?" Dugu Sword Demon
Dongfang Fan had not spoken a word along the way, but when he faced the simple wooden house, he mentioned a famous sword, which made Dongfang Fan a little confused: Could it be that the unknown sword was stored in this inconspicuous wooden house?
"Of course I am interested... Ever since I saw the unparalleled sword manual at Shenjian Villa, I have also speculated on the connection between the Nameless Sword Tomb and the Nameless Sword. However, the famous sword that appeared at the beginning was among the ancient swords.
It seems that there is no one named Wuming... So, I regarded these two Wuming as coincidences..." Dongfang Fan answered truthfully, he believed that Dugu Sword Demon was not the kind of boring person who was aimless. Since he mentioned it, the two must be
Have some contact.
Dugu Sword Demon smiled mysteriously, but did not tell the truth immediately. Instead, he took the lead and pushed open the door of the wooden house. Dongfang Fan followed closely behind. As soon as he entered the wooden house, he found that it was not empty - beside the wooden table in the center of the wooden house.
, a white-haired old man was drinking tea leisurely.
"Old devil, you just came here uninvited... I even brought a little devil with me today. Do you really think that anyone like me can come here?" Although the words of the white-haired old man were somewhat expressive.
He was dissatisfied, but there was no anger in his tone. It seemed that his relationship with Dugu Sword Demon was unusual.
"That's right, I brought this son here to play the gym today! If you don't realize it, this Wumingju will probably be forgotten in the corner of the Wuming Sword Tomb from now on..." Dugu Sword Demon's eyes were sharp and he said confidently
said.
"Oh? So confident? Is it possible that this kid can already defeat this old devil like you?" The white-haired old man glanced at Dongfang Fan, then stopped staring and poured tea to drink alone.
"If you want to say he is better than me, he still lacks some firepower, but I think that when I was the same age as him, I am far from his level, and... I am also tired of the atmosphere of this unknown sword tomb. I will finish you as soon as possible.
Entrusted by you, I can leave with peace of mind to do my own thing, or are you planning to give me my freedom now?" Dugu Sword Demon knew that the white-haired old man was far more anxious about this matter than himself, so naturally he would not reveal it.
Out of excessive expectations for Dongfang Fan.
"Okay! I don't want to hear you chirping and making trouble all day long! If this doesn't work, there's no need to find someone else, just let everything happen... Get out, you'll only get in the way here!" The white-haired old man frowned.
Angrily, he waved his hand at Dugu Sword Demon with an out-of-sight and out-of-mind look of disgust.
Dugu Sword Demon was not angry, he smiled and walked out of the wooden house.
Dongfang Fan inquired about the environment inside the wooden house and found nothing but a wooden table, a tea set, and a long sheathed sword placed on the wooden table.
Regarding the long sword on the wooden table, Dongfang Fan only took one look at it and then paid no attention to it: This sword has no spirituality at all. It is the kind of sword that can be bought at a weapons dealer for one or two levels of immortal stone. Obviously,
, just a long sword for decoration.
"The wailing in the Sword Tomb has lasted for more than a hundred years. There are countless swordsmen among them, but few can follow the sound to this unknown place... And your appearance here is not due to your own induction, but I believe this is also a kind of fate...
...Come, drink this cup of tea, and then we can discuss the theory of swords together." The white-haired old man pushed a cup of tea in front of Dongfang Fan and talked in a normal manner.
Dongfang Fan didn't even think about it, he picked up the tea, raised his head and drank it, and then waited quietly for what the old man said about the sword——
"The old devil will bring you here. I think I have already explained to you the three derivative forms of the sword body... Do you have any thoughts or questions about this?"
"One question is, what is the connection between the sword body in the soul state and the swordsman?" Dongfang Fan nodded and asked the question that he had not had the opportunity to ask Dugu Sword Demon just now.
"Well... in terms of the sword body in the soul state, it is actually a kind of life spirit. Compared with the many fairy spirits in the trapped fairy pavilion, it has a very similar essence; however, the fairy spirits are born in the world.
Its life, consciousness, and thinking grow independently, so it rejects the conqueror; and the vast majority of soul sword bodies grow together with the sword master. The soul sword body will recognize the sword master from the moment it forms self-awareness.
Be the source of life and nourish yourself, then obey and follow the sword master."
"The death of the sword master will cause the death of the soul of the sword body. Isn't there a contract-like connection between the two?" Dongfang Fan asked in depth.
The white-haired old man was not in a hurry to answer, but stretched out his hand with a solemn expression, slowly pulled out a third of the long sword on the wooden table, and under the cover of the sharp blade, said calmly: "Swords also have things to fear.
There are many people who are afraid of death... this nameless sword is one of them..."
"Huh? Dare you ask the senior's name?" Dongfang Fan felt that the atmosphere was different.
"Name? I have long forgotten it... If you really want to have a name... just call me Sword Slave... Back to the topic, the old demon has been stationed in the Sleeping Immortal Pavilion and the Nameless Sword Tomb these years. In fact, he is controlled by
The affair between two people... The matter involved in the Sleeping Immortal Pavilion is for the sake of the old devil's face, so I won't talk about it... But the affair at the Nameless Sword Tomb is closely related to the sword in front of you." The sword slave returned the sword and entered it.
He took out the sheath and took out a piece of white cloth to cover the entire long sword.
"As you see, this long sword is the 'Famous Sword Wuming', which ranks second in the world of swords. I know you are shocked by the various 'ordinary' aspects this sword displays at this moment.
But I can tell you with certainty: This is the peerless sword that is 'under one sword and above ten thousand swords'!"
Just as the sword slave said, Dongfang Fan was indeed shocked. Even with such affirmative words, he still could not believe that this sword had such an extraordinary reputation. However, Dongfang Fan did not deny it in a hurry, but quietly
Wait for the following.
"The famous sword Wuming. A hundred years ago, the human race was a supremely famous sword held by the emperor of the human race. At that time, Wuming's soul used the sword body of Tianya to quell no less than a thousand racial wars, large and small. He died in it
There are countless foreign souls under the sword... However, after the traces of the human emperor disappeared, the soul of the famous sword realized that no matter how much fame it gained, it would eventually return to dust, and began to fear death... until finally, it sealed itself into this mortal sword.
Among the long swords... this nameless sword tomb was built for itself, with the purpose of immersing itself in the atmosphere of death... waiting for the opportunity to break through the inner demons..." The sword slave sighed,
His expression of hating iron for not being able to become steel is palpable.
"You want me... to help it break through its inner demons?" Dongfang Fan asked.
"No, the inner demon must be broken through on its own before it can be effective. What you have to do is to get its approval and take it away from the Nameless Sword Tomb. Otherwise... sooner or later it will fall into the hands of someone who shouldn't have it...
...How to do it depends entirely on your own understanding of kendo... However, I would like to remind you that there are many kendo masters who have tried here before you. General kendo theory cannot convince you.
If you can't make it cut through the white cloth within three sentences, then there's no need to keep trying."
Dongfang Fan frowned. To be honest, in his heart he had no good impression of the "famous sword without a name" described by the sword slave: a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. He has not been able to break through the demonic barrier for hundreds of years and has lost his reputation for a lifetime!
"The sword enters the soul, no different from human beings; therefore, what we are talking about today is not the theory of swords..." After Dongfang Fan pondered for a moment, he took off the Nine Heavens Ring Pendant behind him and placed it horizontally on the wooden table -
"A harp without strings, the meaning of the sword is the strings, and the sound of the sword is the rhythm."
Dongfang Fan pressed softly on the surface of Jiuxiao Huanpei's piano, and the stringless piano emitted a crisp, natural sound that kept lingering around!
"What a hand that turns thoughts into strings! The sword that can produce such rich and wonderful sounds must be the Zhanlu that the old devil praised so much!" The sword slave's eyes shone and he clapped his hands in praise.
"The name of this harp is Jiuxiao Huanpei. It was made by an unparalleled craftsman. It is originally a stringless harp, but the swords in the harp box will dance to the melody according to the swordsman's sword intention. If the famous sword has no name, it will be afraid of life and death.
You can turn it into the strings of this piano and just perform the music without risking life and death. This is a way out, but if this method is not accepted, I have no better way to persuade it." Dongfang Fan stared at the name under the white cloth.
Jian stared at it for a moment, but there was no response.
"I can't do anything, take my leave." Dongfang Fan cupped his hands at the sword slave nonchalantly, then picked up the Nine Heavens Ring on the table, opened the door and walked out without any regrets——
"bass--!"
"The Sword Emperor can restore mountains and rivers with one move, and he will be lonely for a hundred years!"
"The nameless one returns to the sky, the tomb of ten thousand swords!"
The fatal murderous intention came from behind, accompanied by the mighty poetic horn that penetrated directly into the soul, stirring every fighting cell in Dongfang Fan's body——
"Zhan Lu! Sword Demon Yu Tian!" Dongfang Fan's reaction was extremely fast. At this time, sensing the crisis and provocation, Sword Demon Sword Gang flipped his hand with forty-four strokes and blasted backwards mercilessly!
"Ding---"
However, he saw that the long sword with the soul of the Nameless Sword trembled for a while, and the sword body swayed, and the forty-four sword demon sword gangs lost five points of their power. At the same time, the sword gang lost its original direction and headed towards the Famous Sword Wuming.
Both sides flew by...
"Huh? Thunder Dragon Wings!" Dongfang Fan turned around and saw the scene of Jian Gang's move being broken. He was a little shocked, but his sword intention was not diminished. He swayed and was possessed by Thunder Dragon Wings, holding Zhan Lu Sword.
Forced in front of the Nameless Sword, there was a hand-to-hand fight, and the sword threatened the heavens!
"Ding ding ding ding!"
With the successive exchanges of blows, Dongfang Fan became more and more astonished by the power of the Wuming Sword: not to mention the previous incident that knocked the sword into the air, just the swordsmanship performed by the Wuming Sword to counter the Fenghui Sword Technique made Dongfang Fan look at him with admiration.
"The swordsmanship seems to be disorganized, but in fact every move and style is aimed at the Fenghui Swordsmanship...even taking the initiative to attack at very tricky angles in defense...suppressing the execution of the swordsmanship...this kind of swordsmanship is actually
It's just a sword body in the soul state... It is indeed the famous sword Wuming... But! You are not the only one who knows the sword!" Dongfang Fan's eyes flashed, and the Fenghui Sword Technique began to break away from the rules of the Sword Evil Realm and reconstructed it.
