Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 613 The Unification of Life and Killing

Inside the sword hut, with the final blow of the hammer, the originally turbulent heat waves and sparks all subsided, and even the breath of the sword covering the surroundings disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Zheng-!
Hearing a sound of sword sound spread all over the world, breaking the silence, integrating the right time, place and people into one. After one year, the famous work was finally completed.

"It's worthy of being a divine sword that chooses its master before it takes shape. Among my current works, this sword should rank first. It is a true king's sword."

Forging a perfect saber for a friend, Jin Ziling, as a foundry, is very happy at this moment.

The sword embryo suspended in the mid-air rang out. The slender and elegant sword body was full of ancient beauty, but it had no edge or edge, and even had no tip, so it was very round.

On the black sword body, there are fine golden textures, and the guard is shaped like a moth spreading its wings. The two red gemstones at the mouth are just like the finishing touch.

Jin Ziling looked at the sword embryo up and down, very satisfied in his heart, and then his mind moved, the sword embryo was like a moth breaking through its chrysalis, bursting out with gorgeous and bright light, a group of blue ice moths appeared out of thin air at this moment, flying all over the sky.

Afterwards, the sword tire started!
The brilliant sword light seems to cover the sun and the moon, and cut through the endless galaxy.

"Cathode and anode are born together, life and death are viewed as one, and the shape of the sword changes like a moth breaking through a chrysalis.

Well, if that's the case, then I'll call you the Bloody Ice Moth.

Moth, moth, I hope you won't be like your elder brother, who will eat ashes for thousands of years. "

Jin Ziling decided on a name for the new work, and then turned to look at the person who rushed to the sword cottage:

"Brother Lin, do you think so?"

The birth of the blood-stained ice moth took more than a year from the refining of materials, to the continuous improvement of inspiration, and then to the actual sword making, which is considered to be a relatively long time since he forged the sword.

Forging swords for those who inherit the Tao with swords is not a simple matter.

From the observation of the swords to the understanding of the concepts, Jin Ziling's inspiration for casting swords was not based on Lin Chongyang's swordsmanship, but on his character.

The soul-stirring killing karma on the sword cannot be faked, but the benevolence for the common people of the world cannot be faked either.

Well, it can be summed up in two words - extreme.

Therefore, Jin Ziling chose to magnify this side, making the blood-stained ice moth not only open a single front like Zhisheng Peitian, and let the sword master weigh between killing and not killing, but a pure no front, and a completely Kaifeng.

How a person's swordsmanship still depends on the person himself, not to mention that the person involved is not a pure swordsman. Forging a sword for such a person, the person himself is far more meaningful than the sword move.

As soon as the words fell, Kaifeng's blood-stained ice moth shot out quickly, slashing down at those who came.

Lin Chongyang didn't dodge, nor did he show any emotion.

The sharp sword weapon slashed down from mid-air, but when it fell three inches in front of him, it stopped abruptly, its sharpness was exhausted, and it turned into a sword embryo again, and slowly fell into the palm of the visitor.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Lin Chongyang bowed and said:
"Thank you Brother Jin for giving me the sword."

Swords formed by different casting techniques will give him slightly different feelings. Lin Chongyang doesn't know whether it is a chance or a coincidence for this extremely special sword.

Combined with the battle of swords that my friend said earlier.

The mission of this sword is destined to be different from the others, and it can be regarded as the second weapon of destiny. Although the material is made by him, in essence, this blood-stained moth is still a gift from a friend.

and……

Jin Ziling solemnly asked: "What you said earlier, if you have the opportunity to use it often, don't collect moths as collections and eat ashes like Yiqiu Nian."

"On this point, Brother Jin, please rest assured." Lin Chongyang replied.

"To be honest, I'm not really worried."

Jin Ziling sighed. After all, there are lessons learned from the past, but he did not give up hope after all:
"The finer the workmanship, the better the quality. Moer ranks first among my current works, and with the world's number one peerless swordsman as the sword master, I have quite high expectations.

Because even I, the swordsmith, don't know if I can cast works that are on par with her or even surpass her in the years to come. When the sword becomes the sky, it can be said to be unique.

However, the sword is now in Brother Lin's hands, and the autonomy is also in Brother Lin's hands. Even if you use her to chop vegetables or cook roast meat, it is your freedom. "

As a craftsman and a swordsmith, Jin Ziling regards every sword he forges as his own flesh and blood, so...

The sword also has the horoscope of birth date.

Under normal circumstances, this birthday horoscope is actually useless, at most it is a thought of his old father, but since it is said to be normal, there will naturally be unusual situations.

At least, if you meet a professional counterpart and use the corresponding materials to match your birth date, you may be able to cast a targeted weapon and try to cut off the sword he forged.

If it were the sword master of the blood-stained ice moth, Jin Ziling might need to worry about it if it were someone else. His painstaking work would be broken by someone, and he would be very heartbroken.

It's a pity that swords are ultimately used by humans, and the gap between sword masters cannot be bridged by swords.

Lin Chongyang chuckled: "Ha, the moment the sword is formed, the Tao is also formed, this is a kind of fate."

At the moment when the blood-stained ice moth took shape, the kendo he fused and sorted out also removed his personal style, leaving only the most essential part connected together.

There are still less than three years left before the opening of the Sword Appreciation Club. With his computing power, the remaining time is enough to formally complete it.

As the No.1 beneficiary, Yuan Bahuang has now fallen into a deep epiphany. Lin Chongyang has high hopes for him, hoping that he can gain something from it.

"I just hope that I don't want to end up with a famous sword with a bad fate."

While sighing softly, Jin Ziling took something from the casting platform behind him and threw it to Lin Chongyang:

"The materials you prepared earlier, after casting the moth, there are still some leftovers. I made a scabbard for her."

For casting the blood-stained ice moth, in addition to the materials provided by Lin Chongyang, he also provided several high-grade casting materials collected by himself, so that the form switching was perfectly displayed.

Then, there are so many materials, and the sword is only this size.

Even though he has refined all the materials to the extreme, and chose the most stable shape when casting the sword, there are still some leftovers that are unavoidable.

Lin Chongyang took the scabbard thrown by Jin Ziling. Its base color was the same black as the sword body, with three-color cloud patterns of red, blue and gold on it. , which shows my friend's mind:
"Brother Jin, trouble me."

At the same time, Lin Chongyang put the sword in the scabbard. It was the first time for him to use the scabbard, and he even felt a little novel.

"No, I'm just fighting for breath."

Although he didn't know why Lin Chongyang's saber didn't have a scabbard, but since there was a sword case, it must not be because of rejection.

The moths are so different, and it's okay to be different.

(End of this chapter)