Karma·Jie. This double-edged light sword has one edge for karma and one edge for calamity. The sword is three feet long and weighs only fifteen taels or four cents. The blade of the sword is as thin as a cicada's wing. When placed horizontally under the sun and moonlight, it will show the orange-red brilliance of a forging furnace. There are also light golden fire streaks on the sword, which glow like solid fireworks in the darkness.
This sword represents the hell realm.
When Mu Wan picked it up, he felt that it had its own temper and was full of violence. It seems that if you are not careful, you will hurt yourself with the sword. She tried to put her hand up, but before she touched it, a scorching wave of heat hit her.
"Is this okay?" Shi Wuqi stretched out his hand and pinched the blade of the sword. He didn't seem to feel it was hot. "It's too thin. It seems to break as soon as I break it."
"I don't like it." Mu Wan frowned.
"Indeed. If you don't use it properly, you will be hurt by the sword energy. Try this one."
Resentment. A straight knife is three feet and two inches long and weighs three kilograms and two taels. About half an inch on the back side of the knife, there is a small hollow slit for bleeding. The shape of the sword is like an open bloody mouth. The energy of the sword cut with this sword can swallow all things. This is a greedy knife. The blade that pierces into a person's body will be bitten hard, and the bones and flesh can be peeled off before it can be pulled out.
This knife represents the path of hungry ghosts.
"This one might work." Mu Wan stroked the blade and felt that it was quite handy. This weight is considered normal among knives, but it is still heavier than an umbrella. It doesn't matter, it should be heavier and stronger.
"You have to be careful." Shui Wujun said, "As long as this knife has tasted someone's blood, it can be traced to the ends of the earth. If you are accidentally hurt by it, it will also regard you as its prey."
Before Mu Wan could speak, Shan Hai said, "It's inappropriate."
Ember destroys teeth. It is a scimitar made from the teeth of a giant beast. Not only is the blade quenched with venom, but the hollow space inside was also filled with venom. The tooth is four and a half feet long, but only weighs one pound and seventy taels. After polishing, the tooth body is pale and green, which can bring out the human face, and it is almost impossible to tell that it is forged by huge teeth. If you are injured by the knife, you will be poisoned, and if you don't have an antidote, you won't be able to survive for a day. The injured will fester and die in pain.
This knife is a metaphor for the way of animals.
"If it's a fresh wound, even the sword energy can poison the opponent."
"This, um..." Mu Wan held the handle of the knife, which was still wrapped with withered vines, "It would be difficult if one of our own was injured in the melee."
"That's true. Then this one."
Cut the blood and seal the throat. It was blood red and four feet long. Apart from its color, it was no different from other lightweight swords. Legend has it that a person injured by this knife, even if the wound is only half an inch long, will bleed until the last drop of blood is gone, and the injured person will eventually turn into a mummy without blood, and his body will turn white. Cutting through the air, the sound sounded like the scream of some unknown monster.
This sword is a metaphor for the path of Shura.
"This knife can easily mess up people's minds." Shui Wujun handed it to her with both hands, "If you are not firm enough, you will be controlled by it and become a monster with only killing in your eyes."
"I think I'll give it a try."
Mu Wan held the handle of the knife with one hand and fell directly to the ground with the knife.
I forgot to mention that this knife weighs sixty-seven kilograms and eight taels and nine cents.
"Next one."
Wind and Cloud Slash. A three-foot green blade that can move wind and rain, which is called the divine sword. This sword has no connection with human nature. But it is said that this sword can be soft or strong, and can be bent or stretched. A mere two kilograms of iron can open up the world, move clouds and make rain, break fire and cut thunder. But all these are just rumors, and no one has ever unleashed its true power.
This sword represents the way of heaven.
"I once used it to pray for rain in a place that had been in drought for three years." Shui Wujun said, "I wonder if you can use it to its fullest potential."
"I don't have that confidence..."
Mu Wan learned the lesson and grabbed it with both hands. Compared to just now, it is so light that it can float. She tried swiping it twice, but she didn't think it was anything special compared to the previous weapons.
"Well, maybe you have nothing to do with it."
"As long as it works. Thank you very much."
Shan Hai came over to take a look, and Mu Wan handed him the sword. He didn't really like to play with these steel blades, but this simple-looking sword made him kind of like it.
"This one is good."
He stroked it. The sword's shape and cool touch reminded him of the peach wood sword he had given to Aluan in the past.
Yun Ge and Shi Wuqi looked aside for a long time, one frowning and the other crossing his arms. Yun Ge carefully looked at every weapon Mu Wan had seen and admired it secretly. Shi Wuqi seemed to have remembered something, pointed at Shui Wujun's hand and said:
"Is there another one?"
"..."
"That's right." Dai Luan also reacted, "And there's also a handful of 'Humanity'?"
Shui Wujun's expression didn't change much, but Dai Luan clearly noticed a hint of reluctance. But he didn't mean to hide it. Mizumu-kun picked up the only sword hanging at his side without a scabbard. It was wrapped in an old strip of cloth, and it took quite a while to untie it. It can be seen that when you are entangled, it is a serious and meticulous slow work.
They are all looking forward to it, looking forward to what kind of peerless magic weapon this sword that symbolizes humanity will be.
End the world. The sword is three feet seven inches long and weighs two kilograms and eighty taels.
It's a rusty sword.
Doubt appeared on everyone's faces.
"Why is 'Humanity'... the most useless?" Mu Wan muttered.
"It's not the most useless." Shui Wujun picked up the sword and looked at the rusty iron in the moonlight and the firelight next to it, "But it's the ugliest."
"It looks very fragile." Yun Ge said honestly.
"If the other five weapons are used together, they may not be able to match it. But Duan Chen Huan is a half-finished weapon."
Shi Wuqi asked: "Why not cast it?"
"This is where my Taoism ends."
This statement made everyone feel incredible. Is this what Shui Wujun, who has forged countless divine weapons in his life, would say? The most emotional one was Yun Ge. He secretly thought, is there something that even he can't do?
"I can't understand the human world, it's as simple as that. This sword was the last one I forged, and it was also the one I used to kill myself."
"What?" Yun Ge asked in surprise, "My father said that Shui Wujun's six-path swordsmanship was all learned from six swords forged by his own hands. 'Humanity' is actually an unfinished sword? Moreover, The old man said that you gradually lost your way because you indulged in forging knives day and night - you lost your soul and became the six realms of impermanence."
"It's just a legend." Shui Wujun shook his head, "But it's not false. I didn't understand the world at all when I was alive. I only thought weapons were the simplest and easiest to talk to. People only thought they were ruthless iron weapons, but they I can't read this cold and silent language. Only when I am drowned in the world of swords can I feel alive. It's ridiculous to say that I couldn't tell the difference between right and wrong in this world when I was alive, and I will have to break up the three thousand worlds after death. "
As he said that, he glanced at Dai Luan.
"But someone also taught me something. I'm thinking that if I had met her before I was alive, maybe I wouldn't be where I am today."
Dai Luan had a vague feeling that he was talking about Lord Xueyue. Not the current Kuchtsuki-kun, but that goddess.
"I want..." She pointed to the rusty sword in Shui Wujun's hand, "I want to borrow that sword."
Mizuno-kun was confused—very confused.
"You can also take a look at the other swords." He said, "It's not that I don't want to borrow it. It's just that giving it to you may not be of much use."
"I'm not very good at using fancy things." Dai Luan scratched his head, "The wooden sword Shanhai gave me before was ruined, and I don't have any weapons for self-defense. I thought, bringing such a rusty sword to the city lord, They shouldn’t stop it.”
Shui Wujun pondered for a long time and lent her the sword. Dai Luan was also a little surprised. Logically speaking, it might be important that he entangled her so tightly, so she had to hesitate for a while. In comparison, this was easier than what she had imagined. Dai Luan had some doubts as to whether Shui Wujun lent it to him for Qingnu's sake.
"Don't always embarrass others." Shanhai said.
Shui Wujun just said softly: "It's okay."
His father, like Shui Wujun, also had an unfinished object during his lifetime, and he died because of it. I wonder what his spirit in heaven will think when he learns about this. Yun Ge thought and shook his head. But he still firmly believed that he could get the most ideal answer from Shui Wujun.
The next day, everything continued as planned. Shan Hai and Dai Luan went to the Chengwang Mansion to check on the fourth concubine, and Shui Wujun accompanied them. Yun Ge planned to walk around the city, and he heard that there was a blacksmith shop that made knives. However, he suspected that after reading Shui Wujun's works, he would no longer be able to appreciate the "shattered metal". Shi Wuqi searched for Yingyuejun in the city. Mu Wan originally wanted to stay alone in the restaurant, but since he had a fairly handy weapon, it didn't hurt to let him go.
The streets in the early morning gradually became lively. Standing at the door, Shi Wuqi stretched. He didn't take Miss Qi with him today.
"If you follow me, it will affect my speed."
"Huh?" Mu Wan sneered, "It's still unclear who will influence whom."
"Then try to catch up with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared immediately. Mu Wan was stunned for a while, and then realized that he had jumped up the wall, climbed over the eaves, and put a long distance away from her.
"Isn't it childish?"
She followed, cursing.
There was a reason why Shi Wuqi suddenly disappeared. He smelled a familiar scent. He had smelled it before, but not here, but in Cangyi City next door. He had to figure it out before Mu Wan noticed. It doesn't take much time to run three blocks away. He patted the dirt on his body, turned over and landed, stopping just in front of a fortune-telling stall.
"Come here, do the math, I'm sure you'll be satisfied." The fortune teller with a small round mirror greeted him, "Hey, young hero, I see your hall is dark, there will be a bloody disaster."
"It's a disaster for you." Shi Wuqi raised his hand, "Young man named Lin, if I hit you, you and your stall will be torn apart."
"The old man is so angry."
Wu Qi raised his wrist, and Lin You immediately shouted to stop.
"I've been working with you all the way from Cangyi City to here?"
"No, I won't suck people's brains anymore, the conscience of heaven and earth." Linyou put his hands on his hips, "I'm doing serious business now."
"Stop talking nonsense. Where is Mr. Yingyue? He is in Wule City, you must know."
"You're not being unreasonable." The cunning weasel smiled, "You're paying for fortune telling. How can you help me with this small business?"
Shi Wuqi didn't want to argue with him. In desperation, he slapped a silver ingot on the small table. Linyou's sleeves flew across the table and he pocketed it.
"have no idea."
"I'll beat him to death——"
"Wait a minute." He called out again, "I also know he is here. Anyway, Mr. Yingyue... is my savior. Although he doesn't like humans, he is friendly to monsters like us. I almost lost my soul back then. He used the demon-binding rope to cut apart my chaotic Yuanling, and only then could he save a miserable life."
Okay, isn’t it just to add money? Shi Wuqi knocked another silver ingot.
Lin You glanced at it and said, "This one is not pure, you have to change it for me."
"Do you want love?"
"It's business, do you want me to tell you what's false?"
Shi Wuqi calmed down and told himself not to argue with Weasel's relatives, it would do no good. So he took it back and replaced it with another. This time Linyou looked at it and was indeed satisfied. But as soon as he opened his mouth and before he said anything, the two of them heard strange noises in the distance.
"Is your ass on fire?!"
She came, she came cursing.
