Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 757: Subdue Hirumaru and Transform Hirumaru

After collecting Bai Xian's residual soul into the hall space, Zhang Zhiwei did not rush in to repair them with his red hands.

He planned to let the "National Master" nurture their souls first, and then repair them after they were stable.

What we need to do now is... Zhang Zhiwei looks at the Hirudo pill in his hand and finds the sword spirit hidden inside.

The sword spirit was lurking in the corner, looking at him with eyes full of hatred and fear. He wanted to rush over, but was a little timid.

If the people of Bihe Mountain saw this scene, they would be so shocked that they would never know when such an unbearable scene would appear in Hiruzen, which everyone was so afraid of.

Zhang Zhiwei's mind moved, and his consciousness sank into the knife. This was a space composed of black and white. The knife spirit lurking in it finally couldn't help it, and turned into a black shadow, rushing towards Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Zhiwei stood in place, stretched out his arms, grabbed the sword spirit's throat, and lifted it into the air.

Although Hirumaru had a fierce reputation, in Zhang Zhiwei's hands, he struggled like a little chicken, kicking his legs and pulling Zhang Zhiwei's arms tightly with his hands, but he couldn't even create a wave.

"Demon sword? I thought the sword spirit inside would be some weird and evil existence, but it's just this thing?!"

Zhang Zhiwei looked Hirumaru up and down, and to his surprise, Hirumaru's sword spirit was actually in human form.

"It looks like... you are not a naturally formed weapon spirit, but a weapon spirit created by sacrificing a living person to the sword? No wonder you have such a strong grudge."

Using living people to sacrifice swords is not an uncommon thing in the art of weapon forging. For example, the famous sword Gan Jiang and Moye were created in this way.

But when the Hirumaru sword spirit heard Zhang Zhiwei mention the words "sacrificing a living person to the sword", its struggling movements suddenly stopped.

It curled up its legs, knelt in the air, and begged Zhang Zhiwei humbly, asking him to let it go. It also told Zhang Zhiwei about its past.

Zhang Zhiwei did not interrupt and listened quietly.

It turns out that Hirumaru's sword spirit is actually the swordsmith himself.

He was born into a famous swordsmith family, but he did not like swordmaking. Instead, he liked swordsmanship. He wanted to be a swordsman, but was scolded by his father.

Faced with his strong father, he had no choice but to obey, but even so, his obsession with swordsmanship never faded. When he was not forging swords, he would ask swordsmen who came to buy swords for advice on swordsmanship. Relying on these piecemeal knowledge, his swordsmanship improved rapidly.

After growing to a certain size, he began to challenge various martial arts schools in order to test his own strength. Unexpectedly, he never lost a single time.

Even those long-established kendo masters could not make him exert his full strength. He was always able to handle the fight with ease and knew when to stop, and he had never harmed the life of a contestant.

But this angered various dojos, and they united together, setting a trap to kill the swordsmith in the name of a competition. In the end, the talented swordsmith died in hatred under the siege of everyone.

His hatred and resentment turned into endless delusion and merged into the blood-stained sword in his hand.

Thus, Hirumaru was born.

"I never want to kill anyone. I just want to swing the long sword in my hand and have a fair fight with a real swordsman."

"I am not your opponent, but I beg you to give me your body and let me take the lead. I just want to fight a real swordsman. I will not use the abilities of other strong swordsmen..."

The sword spirit continued to express its unreasonable requests.

From these words, Zhang Zhiwei roughly understood what the Hirumaru knife was all about.

In his opinion, the knife of Hirimaru was a little strange, just like a company.

The Sword Spirit and the Sword Wielder are both controlling shareholders of the company, each holding nearly half of the controlling stake.

The souls of those strong men who were killed by the sword are the retail investors who do not have controlling rights.

The actions of the demon are determined by the decisions of these two shareholders.

When the Sword Wielder's shares are in the upper hand, the Demon will tend to be rational.

When the sword spirit has the upper hand, the demon tends to go crazy.

In this repeated tug of war, the demon will become twisted and perverted, just like Eita.

But at the same time, because these two guys were pulling at each other, Hirimaru was unable to display his true strength.

Because, although Hirumaru can absorb souls and master the abilities of souls when they were alive, the most important and powerful thing about this demon sword is actually the sword spirit inside it.

But the sword spirit is just like the previous "national master", obsessed with taking over the body. Not only will it not help, it will also have a great side effect, forcing the demon to be distracted while fighting to resist the invasion of the sword spirit.

But even so, Hirumaru still attracts many swordsmen, because in addition to the sword spirit that causes trouble, there is also the power of other killed souls that can be used, and this part of power is extremely considerable.

There are two ways to truly unleash the full power of Hirugan.

One is that the east wind prevails over the west wind and the traitor Dao Ling is completely subdued, and Dao Ling and the remnant soul work together, but this is very difficult and basically no one can do it.

Because the sword spirit, a vengeful spirit born from obsession, is basically the same as an evil ghost, it is extremely difficult to persuade some paranoid old people, not to mention a paranoid evil ghost who lacks humanity.

It can be said that without means similar to the "capture the spirit and send the general", Hirumaru's sword spirit cannot be subdued, even if you beat him to pieces.

Second, the west wind overwhelms the east wind, and the sword wielder willingly gives up control of his body and gives it entirely to the sword spirit without the slightest resistance.

This is also a method, but as mentioned before, the sword spirit is a paranoid ghost. It does not care about strength or life and death, let alone the life of the sword wielder.

Once it has taken full control of the body, it will not even use the power of other souls inside Hirumaru. It will only use its own swordsmanship to engage in the most fair and purest kendo duel with the enemy.

It can be said that the demon sword wielded by the Hirumaru sword spirit, although having the conditions to fully exert all its power, is in its weakest state.

Because, without the power of other souls to protect it, the demon sword can be easily cut off. This is the simplest way to destroy the demon sword.

Any method other than this will provoke a counterattack from the sword spirit and all the residual souls in the sword.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the knife spirit kneeling and begging for mercy in front of him, and couldn't help but touch his nose. Was he really that fierce?! Could he force a paranoid evil ghost to kneel and beg for mercy?!
However, how could I give up control of my body and let the sword spirit fight with pure swordsmanship?!
I'm afraid only the Japanese can make such a shameless and outrageous request.

Moreover, even if he had a brain injury and really did this, the "National Master" would not agree and would even tear the sword spirit apart directly.

In fact, the current "national teacher" is already ready to make a move. If it weren't for Zhang Zhiwei's suppression, it would have rushed in to avenge its Baixian brothers.

"For a vengeful spirit with deep obsession, directly killing it would be a relief, but it would be too easy for it. Maybe there is another way to deal with it!" Zhang Zhiwei looked at the magic sword in his hand, and after thinking for a moment, a blue light emerged from his hand, covering the sword spirit.

The constant begging for mercy came to an abrupt end, and the sword spirit's originally ferocious expression turned peaceful.

Zhang Zhiwei used the ability of Blue Hand to transform it.

He is not a person who likes to repay evil with kindness. If one repays evil with kindness, how can he repay kindness?

He could actually help the vengeful spirit to be reincarnated, but he would not feel happy about it.

The one who killed the evil spirit was a warrior from Japan, and had nothing to do with Shenzhou. However, this demon sword caused a lot of killing in Shenzhou. Who will pay for this? !
As he had said before, one person's blood is not enough to repay a debt. Eita's life is worthless. It is not enough, not even close to enough.

We Taoists don't talk about cause and effect, but about responsibility. You have to bear the responsibility for what you have done. Since you have killed so many people, you have to stay and pay your debts.

He wanted to transform the sword spirit of the demon sword from a double-faced villain who could only influence the sword wielder's mentality and fight for control of the body, into a good assistant who would wholeheartedly assist the sword wielder, thus achieving true unity between man and sword.

In this way, the new Sword Wielder will become the strongest demon far beyond the past.

Of course, without the influence of the sword spirit, the sword wielder is just the sword wielder himself and can no longer be called a demon.

Then, this sword will be used to fight against the Japanese pirates.

As for the other residual souls that reside in this sword...

Zhang Zhiwei looked at them one by one. For all those from Shenzhou, he used the means to pull them out of the demon sword and liberate them, while those from Japan continued to remain as they were.

After all, many of the remaining souls inside were warriors who were killed when they besieged the Sword Spirit. Their responsibilities were none of his business.

Using the Blue Hand to transform the sword spirit was not complicated and was completed quickly.

The ferocious and terrifying vengeful spirit became humble and knelt on one knee in front of Zhang Zhiwei, waiting for his orders.

Zhang Zhiwei patted the sword spirit on the head and said, "From now on, whoever I designate, you will control Hirugan to assist him with all your strength!"

"Follow the Lord's orders!"

The sword spirit lowered its head and responded.

Zhang Zhiwei nodded with satisfaction, and his consciousness withdrew from the magic sword.

He weighed the long sword in his hand. It was still the same weight and feel as before, with little change, almost the same as before.

But it was only in his hands. If it were handed over to someone else, a drastic change would be seen.

"To me, this thing is like chicken ribs, not even as good as the Dongfeng Great Sword."

"At least the material of the Dongfeng Great Sword is strong enough, there is no possibility of it breaking."

"If it's this demon sword, I'm afraid a few strikes from the Flying Thunder Sword will destroy it."

"However, if it is used normally, there is no possibility of scrapping it. Who should I give it to?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought about it and first ruled out Zhang Huaiyi and Tian Jinzhong.

Zhang Huaiyi has thunder magic, so he doesn't need this thing. Besides, he is a man with his own pursuits and will not rely on this thing.

Although Tian Jinzhong is a little weaker than Zhang Huaiyi, they are the same in other aspects. Moreover, if this thing is used in Longhu Mountain, the master will have to beat someone.

Old Lu has lived a flawless life, so he would not look down upon a sword that kills people and devours souls.

Lu Ci might like it, but he is in the process of rising in cultivation, and giving him this thing would harm him.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Zhiwei decided to give the magic sword to Wang Ai.

The fat man was busy with the affairs of the Tiantong Church and had neglected a lot of his practice. Although I had allocated a lot of faith power to him, this thing was the same as Qi. Without the means to protect the way, it would be useless no matter how much power you had.

Now, apart from his own magic paint, Wang Ai’s most powerful means is to invite the “national master”, but this is a special trick, how can he use it lightly?
It is most appropriate to give this magic sword to him. In the next period of time, the Magic City and even the entire Shenzhou land will be in trouble. As an archbishop, he must have some strength. Letting him wield the magic sword and become a demon may not be a bad choice.

However, before giving it away, there is still one thing to do. Zhang Zhiwei found the standard Japanese sword-style Hirumaru in his hand a bit annoying.

"Since we are going to reform it, let's do it thoroughly."

He first communicated with the sword spirit inside and asked the sword spirit to cooperate. The sword spirit had already been transformed, so naturally it would not object.

Then, he stared at Hirumaru, with lava-like light flashing in his pupils. Hirumaru was instantly enveloped by flames, the temperature of which was quite high.

Under its calcination, the Hirumaru began to turn red, and then its appearance began to change, from a Japanese sword to the ancestor of Japanese swords - the Tang horizontal sword.

Originally, Zhang Zhiwei wanted to transform the Hirumaru into an Eight-sided Han Sword, but the difference between the Eight-sided Han Sword and the Japanese Sword was too great. After all, he was not a weapon refiner, and if he made any rash moves, he might damage the spiritual weapon. The difference between the Tang Horizontal Sword and the Japanese Sword was smaller, and with a slight modification and the cooperation of the sword spirit, it would not be a big deal.

After Hirumaru was transformed into a Tang sword, Zhang Zhiwei raised his hand and a ball of black asphalt-like Yin Lei appeared in his palm, wrapping around Hirumaru and quenching it.

Afterwards, he switched the Yin Thunder to Yang Thunder, heated the Hirudo pill again, and then switched to Yin Thunder to quench it.

After going back and forth several times, Hirumaru's size became smaller, but at the same time, due to the tempering of thunder, its texture also became much stronger.

The current Hirumaru is unlikely to be cut off even if the residual soul and sword spirit inside it do not help. Of course, if a magical weapon like the Sanwu Female and Male Evil-Slaying Sword is taken out, it will still be vulnerable.

After tempering, Zhang Zhiwei took the knife, made a few casual cuts, and walked towards the interior of the dojo.

Earlier, when he came to hunt down Eita, Zhang Huaiyi was curious and followed to take a look. Seeing Zhang Zhiwei slap Eita to death with one slap, he was worried that Zhang Zhiwei would say he was lazy and not doing his job, so he left to deal with the escaped fish in the dojo.

Under the siege of Zhang Huaiyi, Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others, the battle inside the dojo was over, and all the Japanese pirates were killed by a few people.

The corpses were gathered together and piled up on the parade ground. The pile was so high that it looked like a small Jingguan, and the ground was covered with bright red blood.

Chen Zhen stared at this blankly, his heart still a little dazed. The Hongkou Dojo, which he had always regarded as a mortal enemy, was destroyed just like that. Everything that happened today seemed like a dream.

(End of this chapter)