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Chapter 589 God Wants to Stop Me
"If your death can sharpen the edge of a peerless sword, then it can barely be considered a worthy death.

But what the best sword needs is not your soul and flesh.

As the swordsmith of the peerless sword, no one should understand better than you that Bu Jingyun is the destined owner of the peerless sword.

The peerless sword is connected to Bu Jingyun's destiny. Anyone else who gets the peerless sword except him will only bring dust to this divine sword.

In this case, if the peerless sword wants to be unsealed, it naturally depends on Bu Jingyun. How can you unseale the peerless sword with your life? It will only add one more soul to the sword's death."

Zhong Mei just shook her head and said, "Even if it's just a one in a million chance, I'll give it a try. As long as I can keep this peerless sword and prevent it from being buried in the dust, I'll die without regrets today."

Yang Guo didn't say much, but just threw the heavy black iron sword in his hand in front of Zhong Mei.

“The art of sword-making is profound and extensive. It is so subtle and mysterious that one cannot even spend a lifetime exploring it. It is an endless source of fun.

The peerless sword is undoubtedly a supreme weapon in your eyes, but in my opinion it still has many flaws and has a lot of room for improvement.

For the sake of an imperfect sword, he lost his life and the possibility of pursuing the infinite way of refining weapons. This is losing the big for the small.

You are able to achieve the sword-making skills you have today, so you must not be a fool, and you should understand this principle better than me."

“Imperfect sword, how is that possible?

The sword-making lineage of my Aojian Villa has been passed down to the ancient military lord Chi You, and it is the most advanced sword-making inheritance. My lineage has already exhausted the limits of sword-making, and there is no room for improvement at all.

This peerless sword is a divine weapon that was forged by the sword-making family of Jianshan Villa after a hundred years of hard work. It takes advantage of the right time, the right place, and the right people, and is a unique divine weapon throughout the ages.

I, Zhong Mei, know myself well. This peerless sword may not be recreated even if I am given thousands or even tens of thousands of years. It is the highest creation of my sword-making lineage.

I died for this sword, and that was a worthy death."

Yang Guo just smiled and said, "Before you say that, why don't you open your eyes and look at the sword in front of you? How is it better than the best sword in the world?"

After hearing this, Zhong Mei focused his attention on the heavy black iron sword in front of him.

After just one glance, he could no longer move his eyes away, as if he was sucked by a magnet, his eyes were fixed on the heavy black iron sword.

"This sword is made of meteorite iron from outer space. It is dark black in color and indestructible. It is a heavy sword without a sharp edge, but it has a powerful sword spirit, a deep hidden sword heart, and a natural sword rhythm. It is a divine weapon that is in no way inferior to a peerless sword.

Although this meteorite iron is also a rare treasure, it is insignificant compared to the divine materials consumed in forging a peerless sword. Moreover, judging from the material and color of this sword, it was cast no more than three months ago, and the casting and quenching time was no more than thirty days.

There is such a miraculous skill in this world. I am really too arrogant and have been sitting in a well and looking at the world from afar."

Zhong Mei is a sword-forging master who has been with swords all his life. His understanding of sword-forging has long been ingrained in his bones.

When others look at the Black Iron Heavy Sword, they can only tell that it is a magical weapon, but Zhong Mei is different. Not only can he tell the material of the Black Iron Heavy Sword, he can also tell when the Black Iron Heavy Sword was cast. Even the casting technique of the Black Iron Heavy Sword appears in his mind one by one as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

But it was also because of this that he could understand how amazing the sword-forging skills of the swordsmith who made the heavy black iron sword in front of him were.

Although he could reproduce the sword-making process in his mind one by one with his years of experience, he really couldn't understand how many of the techniques were done. It seemed that in front of this swordsmith, the sword-making methods he had learned were as ridiculous as those of a child.

"Master Zhong Mei, there is no need to belittle yourself. Your attainments in sword-making are indeed unrivaled. In my opinion, you are no less accomplished than Master Zhong Xuanzi, the master sword-maker of the Black Iron Heavy Sword.

It’s just that Master Zhongxuanzi has mastered many sword-making techniques that Master Zhongmei has never been exposed to, which is why he can do things that Master Zhongmei cannot do.

If Master Zhongmei also knows these sword-making techniques, you will surely be able to do the same thing as Master Zhongxuanzi.

And these sword-making techniques are secondary. The most important thing is that I have mastered a method that can combine martial arts and sword-making. Master Zhongxuanzi's sword-making techniques are all extensions of this method.

You should know that Master Xuan Zhongzi was actually just an ordinary blacksmith. It was not until he learned this method that he comprehended these sword-making techniques.

As long as Master Zhongmei is willing to learn, Yang can teach you this method. By then, with the foundation of the sword-making lineage of Aojian Villa, you will definitely be able to develop a sword-making technique that is not inferior to Master Xuan Zhongzi. By then, it will be easy for you to forge a magic weapon that is more powerful than the best sword in the world."

Master Xuan Zhongzi was the sword-making master who forged the heavy black iron sword for Yang Guo.

Moreover, Master Xuan Zhongzi has been living in Xiangyang City, so Zhang Junbao once speculated that he is most likely the sword-making master who helped Guo Xiang forge the Xuantie heavy sword into the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sabre.

With his understanding of sword-making and Zhang Junbao's teachings, Xuan Zhongzi comprehended the "Eight Profound Qi Refining Art" of Jindan martial arts, and was able to cast eight mysterious forces of heaven, earth, sun, moon, mountain, wind, water and fire into the sword in the form of runes.

It was precisely because of this that he was able to recast the heavy black iron sword into a magical weapon that was no less powerful than the best sword in such a short period of time.

After hearing Yang Guo's promise and witnessing the mysterious sword-forging technique of the Black Iron Heavy Sword, Master Zhong Mei couldn't help but feel her heart beating fast.

Master Zhong Mei was so obsessed with swords that he was willing to sacrifice his own life in order to sharpen the sword.

If only Yang Guo described it in words, he would definitely not be tempted, but the heavy black iron sword was now placed in front of him.

Faced with the magical door that Yang Guo opened for him, how could he suppress his inner impulse?

"If Master Yang is truly willing to lead me into the new door of weapon forging, from today on, I, Zhong Mei, will follow Master Yang's lead and I am willing to use the rest of my life to forge swords for Master Yang."

Yang Guo waved his hand and said, "Master Zhong Mei, there is no need to do this. I teach you the truth not to make you serve me."

"Then why did you pass on such precious sword-making method to me, Master Yang? How can you repay your kindness?" After hearing what Yang Guo said, Zhong Mei couldn't help but ask curiously.

"As long as you make some achievements in sword forging, it will be the greatest reward for me." Yang Guo replied. Listening to the conversation between the two, Bu Jingyun, who was originally excited about winning the peerless sword, suddenly became a little depressed.

Having seen Yang Guo's methods, he naturally believed that since Yang Guo dared to say so, he would be able to do it.

He risked his life and tried his best to get the peerless sword, but not long after, Master Zhong Mei was able to easily forge a sword that was even stronger than the peerless sword, which made him feel like a clown.

However, Bu Jingyun changed his mind and realized that the reason why he wanted to seize the peerless sword was not because the sword was so powerful or how much he liked magical weapons, but because he wanted to use the power of the sword to take revenge.

In this case, as long as the peerless sword can help him defeat Xiongba, it doesn’t matter whether it is the best weapon in the world or not.

After thinking this through, Bu Jingyun's thoughts suddenly became clear, and he no longer felt depressed at all.

Zhong Mei on the side had already promised Yang Guo that she would not use the method of testing the sword on her own body, but she still looked in the direction of Bu Jingyun with a worried look on her face.

After all, the peerless sword was forged by their lineage after a hundred years of hard work, and Zhong Mei had deep feelings for the peerless sword. Although according to Yang Guo, he could easily forge a more powerful magic weapon than the peerless sword in the near future, Zhong Mei still didn't want to see the peerless sword leave its master and let the magic weapon be covered in dust.

"Master Yang, I am very lucky to have you teach me the sword-making method. I shouldn't bother you any more. However, this peerless sword is the result of my hard work. Zhong Mei really can't bear to see it destroyed in the hands of these people. I dare to ask Master Yang to help Bu Jingyun keep the peerless sword."

Zhong Mei had just witnessed with her own eyes how Yang Guo easily defeated the Sword Demon. The strength Yang Guo displayed in that process was truly unfathomable to the extreme.

The Sword Demon's strength was definitely top-notch among the people present, but Yang Guo defeated the Sword Demon without even using his true Qi. If he was so strong without even using his true Qi, then how strong would Yang Guo be once he used his true Qi? Zhong Mei couldn't imagine it.

As long as Yang Guo is willing to take action, it will only take a few minutes to keep the peerless sword.

Seeing Zhong Mei's worried look, Yang Guo couldn't help but smile.

"Don't worry, these chickens and dogs on the field can't do anything to Bu Jingyun, nor can they take away his peerless sword."

Upon hearing this, Duan Lang and Jian Pin were shocked and instantly wanted to retreat.

Although they were fighting for the peerless sword just now, they were not completely unaware of Yang Guo, so they naturally knew how powerful Yang Guo was.

If Yang Guo really wanted to help Bu Jingyun, they would probably have to give up the peerless sword today.

Jian Pin could not help but shout loudly: "Master Yang, this magical weapon is originally for the virtuous. Master Yang, you are a great martial artist. If you want to take the sword yourself, I am willing to give it to you.

But how could Bu Jingyun be qualified to possess such a magical weapon?

If Bu Jingyun can keep the peerless sword with his own strength, I will naturally have no objection, but if Master Yang intends to help Bu Jingyun take the sword, I, Jian, will not accept it. "

Duan Lang also shouted loudly: "Master Yang, you are a senior master with unfathomable martial arts skills. Even the great Sword Demon is no match for you, so I, Duan Lang, am naturally no match for you.

But if you, Master Yang, want to help Bu Jingyun in the fight for the sword, it would be suspected of bullying the weak, and it would be hard to convince people if the news got out."

Although Yang Guo gained the ability to rejuvenate after practicing the Golden Elixir martial arts, he did not directly let his appearance regress to his youth. Instead, he fixed his appearance at his early thirties.

After all, after experiencing the vicissitudes of life for many years, Yang Guo can no longer return to the mentality of his youthful youth. Instead, he prefers the slightly weathered face of around thirty years old.

It was precisely because of this that Duan Lang spoke out to bully Yang Guo.

Yang Guo didn’t mind this, “I didn’t intend to fight him myself, I just wanted to teach Bu Jingyun a palm technique. If you can still take the peerless sword from him after he learns my palm technique, then even if you are capable, I will not interfere at all.”

After Yang Guo finished speaking, his figure shuttled through the void like a ghost, and appeared in front of Bu Jingyun in the blink of an eye. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed forward, gently tapping Bu Jingyun's eyebrows.

In an instant, a divine will was transmitted to Bu Jingyun's Yang Yuanshen through Yang Guo's fingers.

For Yang Guo, the method of passing on power from mind to mind is actually not easy.

This was the first time he used this method. Before, he just watched Zhang Junbao use this method to pass on his skills to others.

This method of passing on power is just a simple means for Zhang Junbao, but how can Yang Guo's cultivation be compared with Zhang Junbao's.

However, after practicing the Golden Core Martial Arts, Yang Guo's spirit and soul had become much stronger, barely reaching the threshold of passing on power through mind-to-mind transmission. In addition, the amount of information he transmitted was not large, just the seventeen moves of the Sorrowful Palm and its corresponding mental method.

This set of seventeen moves of the Sorrowful Palm was created by Yang Guo when he thought that Xiaolongnu was dead. The so-called sorrowful palm is nothing but difference. The power of this palm technique lies in the mood and inner strength, and the concepts of the moves are different from traditional martial arts. After inheriting the Jindan martial arts, Yang Guo further innovated this original palm technique and combined it with the practice concept of Jindan martial arts, making the combination of mood and inner strength closer. When the heart is sad, the strength is strong, and when the heart is dead, one is invincible.

As Yang Guo passed on his skills through mind-to-mind, the moves and techniques of the Sorrowful Palm appeared in Bu Jingyun's mind one by one.

He is in a state of anxiety, worrying about nothing, making things up, and being out of his mind. He is like a walking corpse, with no way out, having wild thoughts, and looking pale.

Every move and every style carries with it an infinite sense of sadness, like the weeping of ghosts in the underworld or the wailing of a dead person.

This emotion almost completely matches Bu Jingyun's mood at the moment.

The revenge for his adoptive father whom he regarded as a family member has not been avenged, the woman he loved died tragically in her arms, and the brothers who grew up together became enemies.

At this moment, everything in the world has long been eclipsed by Bu Jingyun, and the only thing that keeps him alive is the obsession with revenge.

What makes people sad and heartbroken is nothing but separation.

No one could understand better than Bu Jingyun how Yang Guo felt when he created the Seventeen Styles of the Sorrowful Palm.

(End of this chapter)