Above Destiny

Chapter 400 Shadow

“If everything in the world is like a book, stored in a library, [name] is a pointer, a special label. It is a method for you to find the things you need as quickly as possible.”

Tong heard: "If we look at it from this perspective, what is the difference between an absolutely pure and blank phenomenon and something that does not exist?
It is even more illusory and indescribable than the so-called fate.

So, how can it be summarized and described? Since it cannot be summarized and described, how can it be pointed to? How can it be observed in the eyes and summarized into records?
The ether sees everything as intelligence and information, but how can there be something in this existence that does not have any intelligence?"

Ji Jue was silent, his eyes widened.

He seemed shocked and stunned, as if he had finally realized his own mistake.

"Name? Directionality..."

In a flash, the first sentence about Chunjun in the Nine Forms of the Elephant Sword suddenly emerged in his mind, as if it was quoted from even more ancient classics and fragments without any annotations.

"…A name can be named, but it is not an ordinary name?"

What's important is not the blankness or the existence, but the 'name' written by the swordsmith and the direction given... From the very beginning, I have walked into a misunderstanding!

Point!

Directionality is the most important thing.

"That's it, I understand!"

It was as if in an instant, something enlightened happened to Ji Jue, and a flash of lightning flashed through his mind. In an instant, countless contradictory records seemed to be completely connected.

Why is it that the description of each sword is completely different? Why is it that apart from the basics, the final effects of each Chunjun are completely different...

That is to say, Ether's direction, no, the swordsmith's direction, the 'name' given by the swordsmith!
However, Ji Jue was still stuck in the idea of ​​fluid alchemy, and he kept going into a dead end on the road of purification, so that he had no results at all. However, he did not expect...

But at this time, we cannot do subtraction, we have to add materials!

He stood up suddenly.

"Sorry to bother you." Ji Jue didn't bother to be polite: "I have something urgent to do!"

"go Go."

Tong was surprised to hear this and waved his hand with a smile.

I saw Ji Jue disappearing into the distance, and then... three minutes later he disappeared into the distance.

Even faster than before!

Tong Ting paused again, puzzled.

Ji Jue's smile became more earnest and humble. "I just remembered that my record book is all used up. Can you give me some?"

Then, Tong Ting could no longer hold back.

Helpless, I sighed to the sky.

"You really didn't give me this chicken for nothing..."

Two chickens, how many problems can be solved, and you can eat and take away at the same time?!
Who invented this crap called craftsman?

He waved his hands helplessly.

Ten minutes later, carrying large and small bags on his back and holding several boxes in his hands, which were filled with all kinds of free materials, and the trunk of the Niuma was full, Ji Jue finally waved goodbye to Tong Ting who had sent him to the door reluctantly, looking back every few steps.

Just like that, it finally went away.

After a long time, Tong Ting was still standing at the door, alert and concerned, worried that this bastard would strike back again.

After making sure that he was really gone this time, he couldn't help but sighed. Now, Tong Ting finally understood why the old man suddenly decided to go out for a walk today... Fortunately, he left early, otherwise his blood pressure might not be able to bear it!
The good news is that Ji Jue really doesn’t treat the Tong family as outsiders.

Bad news, he didn't plan to be a human...

"Hehehe, Isis, I don't want to be a human being anymore!"

Inside the workshop of the Doomsday Train, in front of the huge furnace, Ji Jue felt the rising and changing flames and couldn't help but dance with joy.

Isis remained calm about this.

He never treated Ji Jue as a human being at all...How could a normal person be like this?
He caused trouble on 1, 3 and 5, went crazy on 2, 4 and 6, and assassinated Xu Chaoxian on Sunday.

Wherever he goes, there are explosions. He has amazing wisdom at the touch of a finger, and will give you some secret weapons and mysterious surprises if you are not paying attention... With such a master, if Isis had a body, she would have had a cerebral hemorrhage long ago.

"Yeah, yeah, that's it, I understand, I understand everything!"

Ji Jue laughed wildly, and extended his non-attack, manipulating the fierce light in the furnace to rise, change, and further catalyze...

It's like a chain of disasters.

When the first domino was pushed down, Ji Jue's thoughts, which had been blocked for a long time, suddenly opened up. Then sparks and lightning came one after another. After solving one problem, two problems, and three problems, all the misunderstandings and unknowns that followed were connected.

Among the nine types of elephant swords, Chunjun, which is known to be the most spiritual and has infinite uses, has never had a fixed form.

It's like the same seed, planted in different shapes by different craftsmen...the final effect is also very different, depending on the person.

Of course there are differences in attainments and methods, but more importantly, it is the changes that the craftsmen ultimately give to Chunjun through the qualitative change of the combination of ether and ascension.

No wonder the teacher told him to try Chunjun first. After completing Chunjun, he can also get started with spiritual essence refining.

The embryo of Chunjun is between existence and non-existence and can be transformed freely. It can become a complete Chunjun. Through gradual tempering and nurturing, it can even completely break free from the constraints of matter and exist in a state of pure spirituality!
Its magical use varies from person to person. It can be used to protect the master, to cross the sea and climb the mountain, or to be a guard or a death warrior, alert day and night...

Its spirituality is created by people. It is basically a sword of self-nature and self-spirituality formed by the spirit, records and directions of the craftsman!
Unlike Isis, who was the spirit of the workshop the moment she was born, she was used to control many tedious controls on behalf of the craftsmen.

It is more like an extension and tool of the swordsmith's hands and feet, a reflection that always follows under his feet, and a sword spirit that operates autonomously.

A tireless and loyal lackey.

Next to the furnace, in a huge nest, the calf suddenly felt cold all over, raised its head curiously, and looked around - everything was normal, why did it feel like it was going to be optimized?

boom!
At that moment, the furnace door suddenly opened. Sharp screams rose from the flames, wailing and crying spread, and blood overflowed like a spring, covering the feet.

Soon, when the illusion disappeared, Ji Jue saw a strange broken sword in his hand, with flesh and blood wriggling, eyes opening and closing constantly, and curling and twisting.

failure.

Ji Jue shook his hands expressionlessly, and the dissociation technique was destroyed instantly.

After the old problems were solved, new problems arose... Precisely because Chunjun is a sword of its own nature and spirit, all changes come from the swordsmith, so it is highly similar to the swordsmith.

So much so that... after meeting a creator like Ji Jue, the chances of becoming evil are extremely high!

"Fourteen failures."

Isis seemed to be gloating over someone else's misfortune, and sighed, "This time, he was corrupted by the White House. This is a case that has never happened before. Sir, if I were you, I would have to consider whether I should welcome the corruption."

“Take a break and start over.”

Ji Jue rubbed his face, feeling full of energy. It didn’t matter if he suffered setbacks repeatedly, as he finally found a little bit of feeling.

In the past, I encountered setbacks because I had nowhere to go and was rushing around in a panic. But now, it’s just a little trouble and hardship on the right path. As long as the direction is right, then all the investment is worth it.

Even though countless materials were thrown into the furnace like flowing water, assets worth hundreds of millions of dollars were consumed in just two days...

But it’s too expensive.

Even Ji Jue can hardly bear it now. He feels heartbroken. Fortunately, there is a solution.

"We need to increase the frequency of recruiting new employees." Ji Jue sighed, "Let's raise the KPI of the employees this month. I'll help you all with the sales."

"Received. Mr. Lu Feng has been notified."

Isis, who was an accomplice to the evil, calmly drew up a new fishing plan, and raised the original production target by a large margin. She then ordered another batch of stimulants from the Xinxiang Sanatorium, which was enough for the free cattle and horses to foam at the mouth and turn the millstone to sparks in the next few months...

After a short rest, Ji Jue stood in front of the furnace again.

Radiant.

The self-nature, the self-spirituality, and the self-freedom… The theories and techniques of the nine types were swirling in my mind, and I watched the many materials being thrown into the darkness again.

Then, he pulled out the bone knife once again, leaving another bloody wound on his scarred wrist.

The sticky blood shone with a red light, winding out like a snake and falling into the furnace.

Then, it was Ji Jue’s own spiritual essence.

A tiny light rose from between the five fingers and gradually grew stronger. The spiritual essence that came from Ji Jue had not undergone any purification. Instead, it evenly carried many of his marks and auras.

Poured into blood and fire, they instantly became one.

Then, Ji Jue fished out a record book produced by the Tong family. It was a blank record book with a hint of gold edges. The scarlet color flowed and Ji Jue's name appeared. Then, as the matrix opened, many complicated records were printed in it, taking it as the source and direction.

Waiting for the moment when the blood, fire spirit and iron are transformed, he puts them into the furnace again.

Next, it is the smooth operation, the control of the temperature, the ascension of spirit and matter, the purification in the transformation, and the integration without any obstruction.

Then, in the dead silence of the flames, a familiar glow rose again.

I don't know how many times I have repeated this process, but there seems to be some subtle difference. Even though all my perceptions are exactly the same as before, and all the changes are the same.

But Ji Jue felt inexplicably at peace.

As if by intuition, a sudden realization emerged for no reason - this time it can work, this time it is okay, this time there will be no problem.

Until... the sound of breaking emerged from the furnace again!

The originally smooth changes suddenly came to an end.

Everything fell into dead silence.

"It seems that we have failed again this time, sir." Isis sighed.

Ji Jue didn't say anything. He waved his hand and opened the furnace. What he saw were many fragments that had fallen apart before they could even take shape. Some were as small as sand, and some were only the size of a finger.

The crystal clear fragments reflected a mercury-like glow.

It was as if a mirror had shattered on the ground.

"Do not."

Ji Jue couldn't help but smile anymore: "Isis, I succeeded."

At that moment, countless mirror-like fragments reflected Ji Jue's face, revealing an appearance exactly like his, with his lips opening and closing as he made sounds.

Follow him and smile.

From the smile, invisible flames rose from the mirror, covering the gentle face, tearing the disguise, burning the curtain, and among the countless fragments, countless strange shadows burning in the flames raised their heads, like evil spirits from hell, grinning silently.

Finally, it bowed its head in obedience.

Just for a moment.

Soon, countless mirrors silently lost their rainbow light, their magic disappeared, and they quickly disintegrated into ashes.

That ray of pure divine essence that was transforming and rising eventually completely dissipated.

Ji Jue couldn't help laughing out loud.

——The ninth type of elephant sword, Chunjun, has been prototyped!

(End of this chapter)