In the Blade

Du Chengfeng remembered that this brass magic sword was obtained from Mount Taiyin.

As for who he got it from, Du Chengfeng forgot, mainly because the person in charge of the Mount Taiyin Temple died too quickly, and he didn't even have time to remember his name - but it doesn't matter, anyway, he just needs to remember that this magic sword was taken by the leader, and it looks obviously better than those ordinary monks' magic swords.

After all, those ordinary magic swords are newly cast at first glance, while this brass magic sword looks old at first glance.

The person in charge of the Mount Taiyin Temple is also very careless to run out and kill people with an antique.

Of course, what's even more outrageous is that this antique magic sword can actually be used.

Brass is soft in texture and is not suitable as a weapon, but the sword and weapon aura on this brass magic sword is far more murderous than those newly cast steel magic swords - Du Chengfeng once tried to touch the edge of this magic sword, but just a slight touch and a cut was opened on his finger.

It is hard to imagine that brass can be polished so sharp.

The sharp edge of the blade is like being sucked into flesh and blood.

"Then let me see what's wrong with you..."

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng put the brass magic sword on the whetstone and polished it.

The glory of the past remains in the rust, and the blade reflects the faith of the past.

With the gradual polishing, Du Chengfeng's consciousness gradually merged with this magic sword.

Contrary to Du Chengfeng's expectations, the original owner of this magic sword was not the person in charge of the Taiyin Mountain Temple, but an ugly man in a green robe.

It took the ugly man in the green robe thirty-six days to complete this magic sword. The hilt was engraved with tortoise shell patterns, and the blade was engraved with seven stars that dominated killing. On the day the sword was completed, the ugly man in the green robe specially slaughtered an old turtle to sacrifice the sword. Later, in order to let the magic sword be stained with evil, he even killed 78 Taiyin Mountain bandits.

Logically speaking, a copper sword that could kill nearly eighty people in a row was enough to show its superior quality.

But for the ugly man in green robe, this was not enough.

It was still far, far away.

"Well, it depends on your luck."

One day, the ugly man in green robe suddenly made a decision.

After that, the brass sword never saw the ugly man in green robe again.

The ugly man in green robe left, and left very cleanly. According to what the ugly man in green robe said, the people near Taiyin Mountain built a mountain temple and invited the brass sword to it, and at the same time respectfully offered two volumes of scriptures next to the brass sword.

It was at this time that the brass sword, or Du Chengfeng, realized that the two volumes of scriptures beside him looked a little familiar.

According to the records of the two volumes of scriptures, he was just a magic sword, but he suddenly became a legendary magic weapon that subdued 100,000 evil spirits. Just look at the specifications of the offerings from the villagers, it is almost the same as serving a real god.

"Isn't this... a lie?"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but be confused.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng realized what the so-called mountain god in Taiyin Mountain and the subduing of 100,000 evil spirits were all about - let alone 100,000, this magic sword didn't even kill a hundred people, it only killed 78 bandits in Taiyin Mountain, and it was never used again.

But that's the problem.

What did the ugly man in green robe do with such arrangements, and even took the trouble to let the villagers build a temple to sacrifice the sword?

Can it work with so many fancy things?

Yes.

It actually works.

With the day-to-day offerings, this magic sword, which was originally just an ordinary evil weapon, gradually took on some majesty, and under the people's praise and worship, this magic sword became more and more like the fairy magic sword that suppressed the evil spirits in the legend.

But, it can only be like.

Just like a good imitation, no matter how well it is imitated, it will still be seen at a glance that it is an imitation, not the real thing - especially the brass magic sword is the target of the fairy sword, the huge gap between the two cannot be made up by a mere period of offerings.

Later, even this offering was gone.

As the saying goes, there is no Jiazi in the mountains, and it has been a thousand years in the world. Although it is not as exaggerated as a thousand years outside the mountains, the villages outside the mountains have finally declined with time. The people of the past have no idea where they moved to, and this old mountain temple in the mountains has gradually been covered with dust and no one cares about it anymore.

Du Chengfeng has gotten used to the familiar lonely time. It seems that every weapon will have such a period of time, being placed on the shelf or put in the warehouse. In the past, Du Chengfeng might not be able to bear it. After all, this kind of loneliness without anyone is really hard to bear.

But now, he has sharpened more weapons, so he has become accustomed to it. Sometimes, when dust falls on his body, he even feels a long-lost nostalgia.

However, just when Du Chengfeng was bored and had begun to count the dust on his body, someone finally came and pushed open the door of this dilapidated mountain temple.

Rather than pushing, it is better to say that it was demolished. This mountain temple has been in disrepair for a long time and has long been dilapidated. Now the man rushed in rashly and was almost killed on the spot by the purlins falling from the air.

However, it was this noise that made the visitor raise his head.

He saw the brass magic sword and two volumes of treasure scriptures on the altar.

"Baby...Baby!"

The visitor shouted excitedly.

It turned out that this man was a gravedigger named Zhang. He came to Taiyin Mountain this time to try his luck and see if he could find something to exchange for some money. But when Zhang opened the two volumes of the treasure scriptures and was ready to see the quality, the contents of the treasure scriptures attracted his attention.

"This is a real treasure..."

After reading the two volumes of the treasure scriptures, the look in the tomb robber's eyes when he looked at the magic sword had changed.

Then, Zhang spent some money to buy the unowned land near the mountain temple and moved here. He never let go of the sword and wanted to practice Taoism directly in the mountain temple. Du Chengfeng sneered at the behavior of the tomb robber. No one knew the magic sword better than him.

This was an ordinary brass magic sword. At most, it had killed more than 70 people and was considered a fierce weapon. That was it.

Just pointing at such a broken sword, can you really cultivate something?

"I did it! I did it!"

That day, the tomb robber named Zhang pointed his sword at the sky, and the shadow of the mountain god behind him was majestic without anger.

"I finally cultivated it!"

The third update is here, I'm going to take a break, see you in the early morning or morning.

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