“I don’t want to be born in the same year and on the same day, but I want to die in the same year and on the same day, hahaha——” Linze smiled sadly and full of anger: “But in the end, I lived, but they could only stay in the sword.
Can’t enter reincarnation.”
"What if the sword is completely destroyed?" Feng Danyuan asked.
"If you destroy the sword, the soul in the sword will fly into ashes and disappear."
Feng Danyuan pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Why is Xuanyuan Sword like this?" Wei Zi heard the conversation between the two and came over to ask.
"Ha." Linze sneered: "Everyone in the world thinks Xuanyuan Sword is a divine sword, but there are only two ways to become an ancient divine weapon. One is to inject the power of gods, such as Pangu Ax and Donghuang Bell, and the other
One is to refine it with essence. The stronger the essence, the more powerful the weapon will be."
"The Ji family is just after the Son of God. If the little divine power left in the bloodline is cast into the Xuanyuan Sword, then Ji Xuanyuan can only become a mortal. How could he be willing? In this way, only the latter type is left.
"
"The killing battle between Ji Xuanyuan and other tribes was also his journey to sword making. Xuanyuan Sword went from being unknown to becoming famous all over the world, using the souls of my eighty-one brothers!"
"What kind of divine sword? Hehe, Xuanyuan Sword makes people all over the world fearful, not because of its sharpness, but because of its soul-eating ability!"
Linze became more and more excited as he talked.
It has been a long time since he mentioned ancient things, but today he somehow managed to talk about them so much all at once.
Feng Danyuan and Wei Zi were shocked when they heard this.
"You——died by the Xuanyuan Sword, why didn't you get your soul eaten?" Feng Danyuan asked.
"The Xuanyuan Sword can eat up the souls of the world, but it cannot eat the Lord. Do you think the Xuanyuan Sword was forged by Ji Xuanyuan?" Linze's face was full of ridicule: "Back then, the meteorite fell from the sky, and I made it with the iron in the stone.
One sword at a time."
"The sword is now locked at the bottom of the Yellow River. This is the sword. When I forged the sword, I poured my heart and soul into it. From now on, the sword recognizes its owner and will not bite back. After the sword is forged, I will
It was given to Duan Xiu. Later, Duan Xiu was killed by Ji Xuanyuan, and the sword fell into Ji Xuanyuan's hands and became the Xuanyuan Sword."
"As the Xuanyuan Sword devoured more and more souls, it gradually forgot about its past and recognized Ji Xuanyuan as its master. But as long as my flesh and blood and soul are here, it will never be able to devour my soul."
"That's why Ji Xuanyuan had to use Pangu's ax to kill me and seal my soul."
"But because of the remaining essence on the Xuanyuan Sword, after thousands of years, my remaining soul is still intact and can be reborn."
Linze smiled sarcastically: "Ji Xuanyuan would never have thought of that."
Feng Danyuan and Wei Zi were silent. Everything Lin Ze said was completely different from what was written in history books.
I'm afraid there's no way of knowing what the truth is.
But Feng Danyuan chose to believe in Linze this time, because he had seen the world in Xuanyuan Sword, and the reason why they were still standing by the river at this moment was because of the soul of Emperor Nv Sang in the sword.
"If the Xuanyuan Sword is complete, with the power of the Xuanyuan Sword, it will naturally be possible to seal the magic sword. But now there is only one section of the Xuanyuan Sword left, and its power is greatly reduced. It may not be possible to succeed. I will tell you first." Linze said again.
