And just when Qingyang fell into the killing and couldn't extricate himself, a bright light in his sea of consciousness continued to strengthen, preventing Qingyang's soul from being completely overwhelmed by the killing energy, and completely turning into a killing machine.
And with the killing, the bright light continued to grow, until at a certain moment, it suddenly became brighter, and a vast aura full of masculinity and light instantly filled Qingyang's entire mind, and then spread outside the sea of consciousness. .
And as this breath spread, a loud reading sound sounded in Qingyang's sea of consciousness.
"The Master said that a wise man will not be confused, a kind man will not be worried, and a brave man will not be afraid."
"The Master said: Three armies can seize the commander, but one man cannot seize the will."
"Zengzi said, "You can support an orphan six feet away, you can send a life a hundred miles away, and you can't take it away when you are on a big day."
"..."
With the sound of these readings, the boundless murderous aura was purified and turned into awe-inspiring aura.
At this time, the long sword in Qingyang's hand was swept away by this awe-inspiring aura, as if it fell into clear water. On the long sword that had turned dark, the murderous aura like black mist that enveloped the long sword was completely gone. Hidden within the sword.
As all the murderous intent entered the sword body, the long sword was imbued with the awe-inspiring aura emitted by the chanting sounds. It changed from its previous sinister and sinister appearance and became vast and bright.
With murderous intent hidden and righteousness filling his chest, Qingyang finally woke up from that killing field.
Qingli and Wu Hai, who were in the iron shop, felt a majestic and upright air filling the world. Even the sky dyed red by the red moon became much clearer under this ancient and upright air.
Before the two of them could be surprised, they heard reciting sounds with ancient rhythm coming from Qingyang's mouth.
As Qingyang read, the masculine and upright spirit became stronger and stronger, almost covering the iron shop.
In their eyes, Qingyang at this time seemed to have transformed into an ancient sage, explaining the truth to all living beings.
As they recited, their minds, which had been suppressed under the tide of the red moon for three years, seemed to be released. They suddenly became brighter, and their hearts were filled with hope, light, and warmth.
It seemed that all the evil spirits had gone away, and even the red moon hanging high in the sky seemed a bit brighter and more lovely at this time, and no longer had that depressing and terrifying feeling.
Although Qingyang was away from the endless killing battlefield at this time, he was in another place. He saw the ground fire rising, the stream turning into mist, and countless men sweating profusely under the command of a middle-aged man. Keep forging this long sword.
Among the long swords that were forged, there were five long swords with a cold light, and those who forged them were five tall gods in black robes. Every time they swung the hammer, dragon gods sprinkled it. The rain helps cool down and there are thunder and lightning flashes.
Next to these five people, there was a cast iron furnace each. Qingyang looked at the cast iron furnace and couldn't help but feel his heart tremble. He saw the blazing fire in the cast iron furnace, emitting an intense heat wave, which seemed to burn the surrounding space. generally.
Under each cast-iron furnace, there were three imposing dragons holding the cast-iron furnace with their claws and roaring.
The most astonishing thing is that, above the cast iron furnace, a divine man wearing the imperial robe of Nine Dragons Clouds and the imperial crown of Pingtian is constantly adding charcoal to the five cast iron furnaces.
I don’t know what kind of material the charcoal is made of, but every piece of charcoal emits a gleaming golden light.
Then Qingyang looked at the five men who were constantly forging long swords. His eyes followed the magic hammers swung in their hands, but he only felt that every time those men swung the hammers, they seemed to be hitting his bones. .
But he didn't feel any pain at all, he just felt extremely comfortable.
As the five gods wielded the hammer, all the bones in Qingyang's body began to vibrate according to the rhythm of the hammer swing.
The diamond bone that had been tempered for one-third was being continuously refined at this time, and then the white jade bones throughout the body gradually transformed into the diamond bone.
The speed of its transformation was faster than when Qingyang took the one-horned silver rhino's heart breakthrough before. In just a moment, all the bones in his body were transformed into diamond bones.
And just when all the bones in his body were transformed into diamond bones, Qingyang felt his eyes light up. A blue long sword shot out from the hand of the god on the far left and came towards him through the air. At this time, Qingyang looked at the long sword and saw the two golden inscriptions Zhanlu on the hilt shining brightly.
The long sword went straight into Qingyang's mind and disappeared, and Qingyang also woke up.
Qingyang woke up and felt that everything in front of him had changed. The world was still the same. But in Qingyang's eyes, it seemed that all things in the world were no longer invisible in his eyes. It was the floating things hidden under the stagnant water. It was all clearly visible in his eyes.
Qingyang didn't exit this state until he heard Qingli's cheers, but he had a feeling that he could enter this state at any time in the future as long as he wanted to.
Looking at Qingli's face full of joy, Qingyang touched her head and said, "Brother, it's okay!"
Then he said to Wu Hai, "Thank you for your hard work."
Then he raised the long sword in his hand. At this time, the sword no longer had any murderous aura. The sword was green in color and had a cold light, but there was a huge aura wrapped around it, like a king's sword, which was as bright as a king's sword.
On the hilt of the sword, the two ancient bronze inscriptions Zhanlu exude an ancient atmosphere.
Looking at the word "Zhan Lu" on the long sword, Qingyang thought of the scene he saw in the illusion mirror: "The rain master sweeps the rain, the thunder god strikes the raft; the dragon holds the stove, and the emperor of heaven holds the charcoal."
Qingyang saw the scene recorded in "The Book of Yue Jue: The Sword of Yue Jue Wai Biography" while studying before the tide of the red moon. He thought it was compiled by the ancients. Who knew that such a scene really existed, and the ancient swordsmith Ou Yezi Among the five peerless swords forged in Ruoye River, one Zhanlu sword still exists.
And it was placed in this dilapidated little iron shop.
Ancient books record that "Ou Yezi took his skills and went to Zhanlu Mountain. He set up a furnace at the foot of the Zhanlu Mountain. He took the tin from Chijin Mountain and the copper from Ruoye River. The rain master sprinkled and swept it, and the Thunder God After striking it, the dragon holds the furnace, and the Emperor of Heaven fills the charcoal. It takes three years for the sword to be completed. When the sword is completed, the light penetrates the sky, the sun and the moon shine, the stars fight to avoid their anger, the ghosts and gods wail, and the king of Yue and the gods are killed."
It is also said that "Zhanlu Sword" is the essence of hardware and the essence of the sun. When it comes out, it has spirit, and when it is obeyed, it has power."
I originally thought it was just an exaggeration by the ancients, but I didn't know that I could actually see such a scene in person now.
At this moment, Qingyang was holding the sword, and felt that the world loved him. He could actually obtain such a famous ancient sword. Just looking at the scene of forging the sword in the illusion, Qingyang felt that the sword was extraordinary.
From then on, the sword was able to pull himself into the illusion. It can be seen that this sword may have become spiritual. This is simply a divine sword.
Looking at the sword in his hand with excitement, Qingyang felt that even if he could never open Guo Sen's two drawers again, this trip to Red Ax Mountain would be worthwhile.
With this sword in his hand, he even had a feeling that he could fight even if he was a master in the innate realm.
Seeing the excitement on Qingyang's face, Qingli asked curiously, "Brother, what kind of sword is this? It's so scary."
She was really frightened by the horrific scene when she first pulled out the Zhanlu Sword, as if she was in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. She was still a little scared when she looked at the Zhanlu Sword in Qingyang's hand.
Wu Hai was also very curious. When Qingli pulled out the Zhanlu Sword, he just got closer and was frightened by the strong murderous aura that made his legs weak. He knew that this sword was a rare treasure without even thinking about it.
When Qingyang saw Qingli asking, he showed them the two characters on the hilt of the sword, but Qingli had just graduated from elementary school before the tide of the red moon, and had not even entered junior high school, so how could he know the inscriptions on gold.
"Zhan... Zhan... Lu... Jian, how is it possible?"
Qingli didn't recognize the inscriptions on it, but Wu Hai did. Looking at the sword in Qingyang's hand, he couldn't even speak clearly.
"Is this sword called Zhanlu Sword? Old Wu, do you know this sword?" Qingli asked curiously.
Wu Hai tried his best to stabilize his mind before saying, "Of course I know, this sword is one of the top ten divine swords in ancient China. It was made by Ou Yezi, a master swordsmith in the Spring and Autumn Period. It is a true divine sword and it is priceless!"
Wu Hai was so excited when he talked about it that he was almost dancing.
Qingyang saw that although he was excited, there was no greed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel satisfied. Although this person was weak in bones, he could do things and knew how to advance and retreat. This was more important than anything else, and he was worth cultivating.
"I once read in a book that when this sword was cast, it took three years for the rain master to sweep the water, the thunder god to strike the coffin, the dragon to hold the stove, the emperor to load the charcoal, and the god to swing the hammer. When the sword was completed, Light penetrates the sky, the sun and the moon compete to shine, the stars compete with each other, and the ghosts and gods howl. Miss, think about what a scene it is!"
When Qingli heard this, she couldn't help being shocked and speechless. Although she had never heard of the reputation of Zhanlu Sword, just hearing the name of the top ten famous swords in ancient China and the scene of the sword being forged by the gods made people excited.
Looking at the long sword in Qingyang's hand, Qingli wanted to touch it, but didn't dare. He looked at Qingyang and asked, "Brother, is this true? This is really one of the ten famous swords in ancient times. Forged sword Is there really a rain master dragon or something like that?"
Qingyang smiled and said, "Old Wu is right, this sword is the ancient divine sword Zhanlu Sword. When it was forged, there were indeed rain masters sweeping the water, thunder gongs hitting the coffins, dragons holding the furnaces, the emperor loading the charcoal, and the gods swinging hammers. I used to think that these legends were all fiction, but when I held this sword, I saw that scene with my own eyes, it was really fascinating."
Wu Hai then said at this time, "Actually, many ancient legends in China are true. However, after the advent of the Dharma Ending Age, these magical powers were not revealed, so they were gradually regarded as legends or superstitions. If it is not true, then How could someone from those ancient legendary sects succeed in building a foundation so quickly after the Scarlet Moon Tide, and cause strange phenomena in the world!"
Qingyang nodded and said, "Old Wu is right, Li'er, you should read more books in the future, especially our Chinese ancient books, which contain great wisdom and power."
Qingli nodded when he heard this.
Qingyang persisted and stopped talking. Sheathed the sword, but thought of another thing.
