He didn't know why he asked this human being whom he had met for less than half a day, just as he didn't know why he was sent to this tower to become such a strange existence today.
Before that, it was just an ordinary sword. The only thing that was unusual was probably that its previous masters were not ordinary people. Only the strong deserved it. But he is still just an ordinary spiritual sword.
He never imagined that one day he would be enshrined in a deep tower, commanding Wanjian, and shouldering responsibilities that he should not have borne. And the initiator of all this was his last master...perhaps the last master.
Years passed, when the blood-soaked memory faded and the memory of calling for wind and rain faded, he still failed to understand. Why him?
His master is a very talented monk, and can be said to be the most talented monk he has encountered in these years. Not only talent, but also understanding and opportunity are the best choices.
Accompanying the other person all the way down, witnessing every detail of the other person's ascension.
He thought that one day he would accompany the other person to the top and leave a mark in the world.
Unexpectedly, his master did ascend in the end, and he did go down in history with his master, but he stayed in this world forever.
The ascended power did not take him away in the end.
On the eve of his ascension, the other party trained him one last time and sealed him and several swords in the tower. He was unconscious at the time and had no idea what his next situation would be.
When you wake up from a deep sleep, time has changed and everything familiar has become a thing of the past.
And the sect where his former master belonged was also scattered in the torrent of history. He had just woken up from his deep sleep and was about to face the cruel reality that everything he had ever had collapsed.
And...he discovered that there seemed to be some remarkable changes in himself.
He became stronger and more powerful, not only clearer in thinking, but also more humane.
It's not that he is stupid or lacks clarity. In fact, he had it before. It is a spiritual sword that has passed through the hands of many people for many generations. Not to mention its spiritual aspect, it has also developed a complete system with many generations of owners.
However, he is always a spiritual sword and an inhuman existence. How can he really have human thinking or live like a human being? It is nothing more than learning from human thinking and slowly building a spiritual world.
Because he is not a human being, he has a limited understanding of many things. Because he does not have a human thinking system, even if he remembers certain principles, he cannot understand them clearly.
But after experiencing this absurd "hibernation", he discovered that he had something he never had before. He seemed to really become more human, from "it" to "he".
He didn't understand how this change came about, but he knew who was driving it all.
It was his former master, the powerful one who had ascended.
When he woke up from his long sleep, he really thought he had been abandoned.
A spiritual sword abandoned by its owner. This was enough to destroy all his pride.
All this happened for no reason or reason. Before that day, the other party carefully wiped the sword for him, polished it carefully, and injected pure spiritual power... After that, he woke up from the long chaos, and everything was different.
He didn't even know how he lost consciousness. It seems to be after injecting spiritual power. What else seemed to have happened at that time? The memory after that was blurry, I just remembered that my whole body was warm, and the spiritual power that came in was purer and thicker than ever before...
Now that I think about it, there were articles about the infusion of spiritual power.
He could guess, but he might never figure out what was going on. Because the person who never looked back left him no words, he probably never had the chance to see him again.
He has become like this, becoming the only strange existence in this abandoned tower.
The sect has collapsed, and the things they and their former master cared about have long been lost in the sand of time. Only their helpless pile of "junk metal" was left floating in this desolate space.
They don't know how long they can hold on, and they don't know if they will choose to commit suicide in this decayed and dark space. I don’t even know if I can wait for the day when I can see the light again. Nothing is known.
And he also became the king of all spirits in this space, supporting all beings to walk silently in the darkness.
They welcomed their second home.
A new beginning.
Their existence locked in the darkness was also discovered in an accident.
The new patron was a young monk with bright eyes that overlapped with some of his memories, allowing him to momentarily travel back to that afternoon many, many years ago when he first met that person.
But this young man seems to be a lot smarter than he looks. The other person seemed to be very interested in him, and he could feel the other person's desire from the language and aura full of control.
But...he no longer wants to change his master.
That's it.
Unknowingly, so many years have passed.
The other party is also a reasonable person. He got the information he wanted and also got a promise.
With all his spirit, he became a "preacher" with this tower that had been abandoned for a long time.
From the other party's mouth, he learned another story, a truth that had been lost for a long time.
The ascended power's original intention of keeping him was not to dislike or abandon him.
Yes, after all, it is a natal weapon, and no one would throw away their natal spiritual weapon in a hurry.
However, he did choose to "give up" on him, at least giving up the opportunity to take him with him to the Road to Heaven.
Before leaving this world, he wanted to leave something behind to his beloved sect, hoping to give it more blessings. In order to support a carp like him that jumped over the dragon gate, the sect spent a lot of money.
He also knew that the place he loved had many shortcomings. Over the years, he has offended many forces with his strength, and he has no successor. I am afraid that after his ascension, the sect will become the target of some interested people.
After much thought, he still found a way to deal with the increasingly urgent schedule, hoping to give the sect an extra layer of protection.
He has no heirs or disciples, and it will take a long time of cultivation to see the effect, so there is no need to think about it. Many high-level officials in the sect are not very good either, so it is useless to count on them.
He had no choice but to put his thoughts elsewhere.
Since people are unreliable, it is better to build a powerful attack weapon to protect the sect. Teaching a man to fish is a poor choice, but it is currently the most effective method.
Finally he decided to just stop at this.
