Hearing Guiguzi asking himself, Bai Chu thought for a moment and said, "I don't know much about it either. I don't know much about it."
"I was thinking at that time that maybe my knowledge was not profound enough and my understanding of knowledge was not thorough enough. I wanted to find the answer wholeheartedly and devoted myself to the construction of miracles. Then, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity came: the Conferred God War.
The outbreak, the retreat of those in power, and the war and displacement caused everyone to be involved in disaster. I fled the place of origin, and I was followed by others who were also committed to building miracles."
"Where did you go after that?"
"The Great River Basin is not far from Yunmeng City. We continue to study in the secluded and secluded Great River Basin, surrounded by forests and flowing water... I don't know how many years have passed, but it has been forgotten by everyone.
There, we seemed to have achieved the impossible: to complete the 'Art of Reincarnation'. This was the only known way to get closer to the source of knowledge. So, the builders of miracles, with me as the leader - accepted it one by one.
Baptized by the art of reincarnation, and possessing the power as powerful as a god, an incredible and dangerous door was opened." Guiguzi paused, with a trace of regret and fear in his eyes.
"Incredible and dangerous gate? Sir, are you saying that they received the baptism of miracles and became uncontrollable, like Donghuang Taiyi?" Bai Chu deduced.
"Yes, I felt uneasy at this time. I saw a terrible world from the miracle. This made me doubt my creation. But as soon as I raised the question, I almost encountered an accident: After the miracle was completed, as a leader
I am no longer of use as a protector. My disciples now want to dominate the miracles and cannot tolerate any doubts about the miracles. In order to save my life, I had to escape. For a long time, I slept in the forest beside the river.
, desperately heading deep into the uninhabited swamp. At that time, I seemed to have returned to my youth, traveling alone. When I didn't notice, even the walking staff was filled with fluorescence. I called them 'Xuan Wei Zi'.
"Gui Guzi looked at the staff beside him, reached out and grabbed the staff, and a little green light immediately appeared above the staff, which looked very beautiful.
Guiguzi continued: "These mysterious particles are close to me, and they lead me on my journey. Until one day, when I woke up from the protection of Teng Man, I heard the voice again; the natural whisper, he seemed to be connected with the devil,
But it is not a magic way; it is too weak to be perceived, but pure and bottomless. It is one of the laws of this world. It is not the source of knowledge, it is not a super intelligence, it is the land under your feet, the law and power of this forest.
.After almost a lifetime of exploration, I seem to have finally found the true meaning of my dreams.”
"What is that?" Bai Chu asked curiously.
"Everything has spirit." Gui Guzi said calmly.
All things have spirits. Bai Chu thought about Guiguzi's words carefully, and it seemed to make some sense. He said, "Sir, can you tell me the origin of this sword?"
Guiguzi looked at the sword on the table, sighed, and said slowly: "The origin of this sword is very sad. This sword involves two people. Their story is too long.
I'll show you an image and you'll understand."
Guiguzi waved his right hand in front of Bai Chu's eyes, and a scene appeared in front of Bai Chu.
A poor craftsman couple lived by the river. The two were childhood sweethearts and depended on each other for their lives. The husband, a general, had no other talents but was obsessed with making swords. The discarded swords were piled up outside the door to form a sword grave. The villagers were all
He laughed at this guy who didn't understand the world, but his wife supported him without any regrets.
Gan Jiang also felt guilty that his wife could not live a better life. He only knew how to make swords, and he hoped to become famous through it, so that one day his wife would be proud and glorious. So he took his work to visit sword makers in various places.
Master, and challenged them. He cut off the work of countless famous craftsmen, and soon his name spread throughout the land of Chu and Han. Naturally, the swordsmiths who had their signs smashed also hated him.
It is recognized that there is a peerless master in the world. People say that his swords not only cut iron like clay, but also inhabit souls. Many of the master's disciples were defeated at the hands of generals, and they united to complain to the master. So the master sent a gift to generals.
He posted an invitation to visit. He was better than the master, and he was truly the first person to forge swords in the world. But when he came to the door as promised, the master didn't even have a way. He just ordered his disciples to stand at the door with swords to greet him, and with a single wave, the general's sword was cut off.
The sword was cut into half. The craftsmen let out a bad breath. They laughed loudly at the general and repaid him with double the humiliation of the past.
The general ran away, the failure burning in his heart. He returned home and resumed his boring forging career. The furnace was not extinguished all the time, and each sword was sharper than the previous one, but they were always lifeless pieces of iron. Death
The difference between a dead sword and a living sword is like the difference between heaven and earth. He gradually became obsessed with making swords and completely forgot his original intention. He didn't even notice that his wife was getting weaker and weaker.
The story of the sword-smithing lunatic spread to the ears of the Onmyoji. A man who called himself Donghuang Taiyi summoned the swordsmith and led him to the altar, where a sword stood. Ganjiang immediately recognized it as the work of the master.
"This sword protects the ancient miracles. His name is Jujue, and there are souls living in it. It is both a sword and a shield. Anyone who comes close to him will be torn apart by the sword's edge." Donghuang Taiyi's plan is difficult but effective.
:Forge a sharper sword and cut it off.
"Help me get a miracle, and you can realize your wish and become an unparalleled swordsmith in the world. Before that, let me tell you the secret method to make the sword come alive."
Ganjiang was trembling all over and couldn't believe what he heard. Donghuang Taiyi gave him the fine iron that had been preserved from ancient times. The fire burned for three days and three nights, but the fine iron could not be melted no matter what. Ganjiang's eyes were bloodshot.
, the inner battle between heaven and man requires a life to make the sword come alive.
He was so focused that he didn't notice his wife approaching silently, her eyes were gentle and sad. She received an anonymous letter, which contained the method to realize her husband's wish. His body was already terminally ill, and he was destined to use it to fulfill his lover. Go-getter
She raised her head from the shadow of the stove, just in time to meet her wife's last smile. The next moment, she suddenly jumped into the fire. The heartbreaking call and the sudden bright molten iron swept through her heart, and her other hand subconsciously clenched
Hammer. The pain is fleeting, but the enthusiasm for success melts the ancient fine iron.