[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

Uchiha Makoto and I entered the room first. This is a common bed. In the middle of the room, there is a wooden low table with a candle on it, and a circle of beds are spread around the low table. The quilts are neatly folded. Waiting for the owner to rest after bathing.It's just that the owners of these beds were stopped before entering the room. The middle-aged man seemed to be the leader of the group. He kicked out the people who followed him and closed the paper door: "No! Come in."

Just by turning your eyes, you can see that under the light of the candles, there are many figures outside the house. They should all be lying outside the door and eavesdropping, but they didn't expect that they had already been exposed by the candlelight.

The middle-aged man also noticed this. He coughed and was a little embarrassed, but he didn't say anything. It seemed that what he was about to say was not a secret that could not be revealed.

He kicked away a quilt, motioned Uchiha Makoto and me to sit down next to him, and drew out his own knife first, a bright light flashed by, and I even faintly heard a clear voice in the air: "This is my knife." His saber, Shang Ten Commandments, is the last work of Takeshiro Genichiro, a master sword maker. But people in the world only know Shang Ten Commandments, but they don’t know his brother, Duan Po Whirling.” The middle-aged man briefly introduced Wucheng to me. Xuan Yilang is a man, and the meaning represented by the sword Shang Ten Commandments.

He seemed to see that among the two of us, Makoto Uchiha already knew this, and I was the only one who didn't understand anything.

Actually I really don't understand anything.I have never heard of Shang Ten Commandments to break the whirling, and Takeshiro Genichiro.

In the narration of the middle-aged man, I gradually understood that Takeshiro Genichiro is the god of swordsmiths and the most powerful master of swordsmiths since ancient times.He only fought seven knives in his life, but these seven knives made him famous all over the world. He is a person who is yearned for by all samurai, and his status is probably the same as the Sage of the Six Paths among our ninjas.Sage of the Six Paths passed ninjutsu to ninjas, while Takeshiro Genichiro taught sword casting skills. Both are equivalent to handing weapons to ninjas and samurai so that they can fight from now on.

Shang Ten Commandments is the last of the seven knives in Wucheng. It is the last work of the master before his death. It is said that when it was cast in the middle of the night, the originally calm night sky suddenly thundered with lightning and strong winds.Shang means advocating and following, and the Ten Commandments include name, loyalty, courage, righteousness, propriety, sincerity, restraint, benevolence, death, and madness, the importance of which is descending in descending order. The name of the sword means that a warrior must follow these ten words, Contains the swordsmith's ultimate insight into the warrior spirit.

"Since then, Shang Ten Commandments has become a symbol of orthodox inheritance in the hearts of warriors." The middle-aged man held my trembling knife in his left hand and his own in his right hand, putting the two together.Shang Shijie finally calmed down under the consolation of his master, but as soon as he came into contact with my knife, he started buzzing again. The two knives clanked and clanked, and they seemed to have a sense of presence in the quiet night, as if they were in Zhaoyang. Tell the world about your existence.

"It's just that few people know that Master Wucheng Genichiro forged eight knives instead of seven. The last one is not Shang Ten Commandments, but this Duan Po Whirling." The middle-aged man also felt that the two knives were too excited, and quickly Put their distance back together.As a result, Shang Ten Commandments did indeed calm down, but my knife screamed even more fiercely, struggling like a fierce beast in the hands of a middle-aged man, baring its teeth and claws, struggling with limbs, this warrior almost couldn't hold it .

I couldn't help frowning and took the knife, held it tightly in my hand and shouted: "Be quiet."

This was just a subconscious action on my part. I didn't expect that the knife in my hand would really quiet down as soon as I said this, lying motionless in my palm.Seeing this, the middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, as if he had expected this situation long ago.However, instead of being happy, he sighed: "He really recognizes you as his master."

Posuo is a Buddhist term, which means tolerant, able to endure, ninja, and it seems to coincide with ninja in some way.But there is an extra hyphen in front, which means to cut off and break open. In other words, this knife is talking about breaking patience, which runs counter to the definition of ninja.

"Duan Po Whirling is a knife corresponding to the ten commandments of the monk. It is said that when Takeshiro Genichiro forged the ten commandments of Shang, for unknown reasons, he suddenly turned on the furnace again at a certain stage in the middle and started to forge the second knife." Middle-aged Seeing that the knife had calmed down, the man sighed again, tied his saber around his waist again, and continued to narrate.

Forging two knives at the same time was originally a big taboo of the knives maker.But the great thing about Takeshiro Genichiro is that he made a big taboo, but he didn't fail, and the last two knives were released at the same time.

"There is a saying that the lightning, thunder, and strong wind were not caused by the Ten Commandments, but by the whirling sword." Makoto Uchiha had been sitting by the side and listened silently before, and when the two knives resonated Sitting still like a mountain, he suddenly interrupted and added, "Shang Ten Commandments is an orthodox famous sword, even if it causes a vision, it will not be such an ominous omen."

"So this knife is an unknown knife?" I followed the eyes of the two of them and looked at the long knife in my hand. I took it from an exiled warrior. It didn't break the knife, and it has been with me until now.The scabbard, which was painted with black paint back then, is now mottled, and part of the varnish has fallen off, revealing the original wood texture inside. The bandage wrapped around the handle of the knife has been changed several times, and the edge of the latest one has also started to turn yellow.If it's really unknown, why haven't I had any problems after using it for so many years?

As if he could see what I was thinking, the middle-aged man warned me with a serious face that every master of Duan Po Whirling will die in the end. Even if I have lived in peace for nearly ten years, it does not mean that I will be fine in the future.The best way is to find a place to throw the knife and get a new one.

I never thought that I could live to old age in peace, and which ninja dared to say that, so it didn't matter to me whether I died or not.I just need to live as long as I can. Just doing this exhausts all my energy, so I don't have time to think about anything ominous.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man couldn't say anything more. He saw Uchiha Makoto sitting beside him noncommittal and didn't mean to persuade me, so he sighed and brought up the discussion instead.

When the paper door was opened, the people lying outside fell into a ball like dumplings. Seeing that they were eavesdropping and found out, these warriors chose to pretend to be stupid together, rubbing the back of their heads and giggling at us.

The middle-aged man couldn't bear to see his subordinates being so embarrassing in front of the ninja, and shouted: "Qingji, you and this boy!"

The person who was named was one of the people who were fighting swords when we first arrived. He was a dark-skinned, strong and powerful young man. When he heard that he was about to compete with the master who was breaking the whirling, his eyes lit up immediately, but he was followed by a middle-aged man. The next sentence was a shock - "No real knives are allowed, all bamboo knives!"

This is the first time I have used a practice knife made of this kind of bamboo. Compared with a real knife, it looks light and light and lacks weight, but it sounds very sharp when I wield it.I waved it casually in the air, familiar with the feel, and Seiji on the opposite side was ready, watching my every move with full attention.There was an undeniable fighting spirit emanating from his body, and I couldn't help being a little excited by this surging emotion.

Anyone with this kind of fighting spirit will not be weak, I put away a trace of contempt in my heart, and dare not be careless.

Later facts proved the correctness of this move. When the two bamboo knives intersected, I couldn’t help but open my eyes wide. I couldn’t believe the incomparable force coming from the handle. The soreness of my wrist almost made the bamboo knife fall out of my hand. out.

Qingji slightly raised his head and smiled at me: "Hey, if you're not serious, even a bamboo knife will die."

I couldn't help laughing, took a few steps back, and gripped the bamboo knife again. At the same time, the chakra converged towards the eyes, and the eyes gradually became hot: "Sorry, I'm serious now."

As for the result of the final competition?I even opened Sharingan, and it would be too unreasonable to lose any more.

Kiyoji knelt on the ground, put his hands on the ground, raised his head and stared at me, gritting his teeth: "Those eyes..."

Feel the remaining Chakra in your body. The consumption of the three Gouyu's Sharingan cannot be underestimated. Even though you haven't used a single ninjutsu just now, the amount of Chakra in your body is running out.Fortunately, Sharingan ensured that I could see through his flaws, and some of his moves were also copied whether intentionally or not

"Hmph, what is the so-called blood succession limit of the ninja?" The middle-aged man walked over, picking up Kiyoji from the ground, "Cheer up, if it weren't for those eyes, the outcome would be hard to tell. Sharingan , is it possible to copy the enemy's movements?"

I didn't speak, and found that the eyes staring at me became unfriendly again. Makoto Uchiha stepped forward, put his hand on my shoulder and said to the middle-aged man: "My child is causing you trouble. But samurai have samurai Ninjas have ninja methods, if you look down on Sharingan, as long as we are so strong that we can't even copy your moves."

As he said, Sharingan is not omnipotent, just like a five-year-old child, even if he copies the top ninjutsu with Sharingan, the amount of chakra in his body is not enough to support him to use this ninjutsu.The same is true for physical skills, if my strength and speed can't keep up, I won't be able to use Qingci's moves.

The middle-aged man was still very upset, threw Kiyoji into the crowd, pulled out the samurai sword named Shang Ten Commandments, and said to me: "Let me see if you are really qualified to be the master of breaking the whirling. "

The hand on my shoulder tightened suddenly, I sideways avoided Uchiha Makoto's claws, threw the bamboo knife to one, and drew the knife on my back.

"Hey..." Uchiha Makoto called to me, frowning with disapproval.

I winked at him: "No matter what time, you can't bear the name of Uchiha, right." If I don't make this provocation now, in the eyes of these samurai, the Uchiha clan will only make them laugh like a lost dog , Whether it is a samurai or a ninja, the strongest is respected.

So I can't back down, even though I'm clearly no match for the middle-aged man.

An hour later, I was lying on Makoto Uchiha's back, my whole body was sore and weak, especially the burning pain in my wrist, which felt like a bruise.The teacher who has always been venomous didn't laugh at me this time, and quietly carried me to the yard where we stayed.

I was still replaying every move of the middle-aged man when he swung the knife in my mind. I could see his movements clearly, but I couldn't avoid them.In fact, his movements are not very fast, but he has an overwhelming momentum, which made me find a way to avoid or resist. I also copied his swinging knife, but I couldn't use it.

That kind of will, a kind of soul condensed in the sword technique, I can't say it, but I have to admit that it exists.Without this kind of thing, even if I swing the knife with the movements of a model middle-aged man, the knife will still be limp.

Makoto Uchiha didn't speak, and I was also silent all the way. The two of them walked into the yard quietly like this. I felt the footsteps of the person under me stop, and the muscles tensed.

Standing up with difficulty, I saw a young girl standing there in the shadows at the corner of the yard, looking at me quietly.

"your Highness?"