[Comprehensive] Since I took over the ancestors of the Honmaru

Fusangshen is the last god among the gods.But even though God is the last, he is still God.

With the body of a mortal, belong to the clan of longevity; with the pivot of spiritual power, control the sword for a lifetime.It is really so easy to only wear the title of "God Judge" and make offerings to nearly a hundred mourning gods?Can you really not pay the price?Can you really not pick someone?

No, it doesn't.

Just as humans like to pick swords, swords like to pick people.Moreover, the sword is a fierce weapon, and the conditions for picking its master will only be more stringent.

But now, swords, regardless of length, are given to human beings; human beings can always take over swords without distinguishing good from bad.

When the quality of both sides is subconsciously lowered in order to satisfy a quantity increase, it will not only cause internal conflicts, but also lower the grade of the entire team.

Why was Sword Fusangshen born?

In order to fight against the retrograde army, to protect history, and to stabilize the timeline and destiny line.

What does it mean to fight the retrograde army?

It means that this is a war that cannot be avoided, is not a child's play, and has a lot to do with it.

But what did the garbage of the government do?

I heard that the retrograde army has a size of tens of trillions, but I actually thought that Honmaru would also have a trillion.

The standard for "generals" was lowered, and in order to adapt to these "generals" with low thresholds, the quality of a bunch of good soldiers was forced to be lowered.

The results are obvious. After 30 years, the problem has not been solved, but it has become more serious.

All the students have reached this juncture, the garbage political affairs are still not awake, and they are busy intrigue all day long.To be honest, when the number of Fu Sangshen's Dark Falls increases, there is no need for the retrograde army to take action, and this world will be over.

Rather than pinning hopes on the sudden awakening of the garbage current affairs, it would be better to gather An Luo Fu Sangshen to reorganize an army, slaughter those high-level people, and exchange blood quickly.

It's just that a rule that does not use "justice" routines to overthrow will lose to the next "justice" that is justified sooner or later.

Letting the Dark Fallen pay the Sangshen to slaughter humans will only increase the fear of human beings against the Sangshen group.After the fermentation and precipitation of time, it is not conducive to the battle situation at all.

Qin Xunzhen didn't want to do something that hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damaged eight hundred.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, but the conversation between Qin Xunzhen and Mohuayaoyan was not over yet. With the continuous in-depth analysis, Qin Xunzhen continued to ask questions, and Mohuayaoyan couldn't figure out the direction.

Qin Xunzhen: "The sword Fusangshen in this pill is a ghost. If you fall, break, break, or shatter, where will you go?"

Mohua Yaoyan was uncertain: "I heard that...all will return to the original body?"

Qin Xunzhen raised his eyebrows: "Oh, return to the original body?"

"After the dark fall, the sword will transform into the retrograde army, and the sword will kill the retrograde army. Then the question comes, where does the retrograde army die? Is it also your body?"

"The main body, will it really not be dyed black?"

Mohua Yaoyan was taken aback for a moment, unable to answer.

He frowned and said, "I can't feel the same origin from the retrograde army."

Qin Xunzhen lowered his eyes: "Since they are not of the same origin, where is the 'source' of the retrograde army?"

"They are also divided into short swords, wakizashis, and fighting swords...all the types that men with swords have, they have them all."

"The number is trillions. How many famous knives are there in the world, and there are trillions of them. So, where does this number come from?"

Mohua Yaoken's brows were frowned, and his mind was tied into a knot.

"Does the retrograde army have a 'body' like you? Are they also like you, can be continuously summoned, and return to the 'body' after death?"

Mohua Yaoyan: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Qin Xunzhen chuckled: "Do you know how many discarded sword embryos a swordsmith needs to consume to make a famous sword?"

"Behind every famous sword, there are countless second-rate goods that have been abandoned and abandoned for a lifetime."

"And do you know how many ordinary swords need to be broken to establish the prestige of a famous sword?"

"Every Zhenming knife is stained with blood. It is only after stepping on countless bones of the same kind and drinking the blood of human beings that it is sought after by future generations."

"Where did the retrograde army come from?"

"Who knows?"

"There are countless dead souls on the battlefield, broken knives scream in the sword mound, and there are more than tens of thousands of discarded embryos. They can all become the source of the retrograde army."

Mo Hua Yao Yan seemed to have figured out something, his expression changed.

"Human beings can summon Fusangshen with the body of the famous sword. Who knows that no one will collect ordinary swords and summon the group of spirits after mastering this technique."

"In this way, the retrograde army can never be destroyed unless the people behind the scenes are removed."

"Of course, this is just speculation."

Qin Xunzhen looked at the changes in the magic medicine research calmly, and when he found that his shocked expression did not seem to be fake, she knew that the vibrating magic knife could be used.

"Do you know why I want to keep you?"

"Because you are the Dark Falling Knife, so you are very precious." Qin Xunzhen said slowly, "If you can sneak into the marching army's camp to find out the truth..."

She didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but just quietly waited for the other party's response.

She needs a Dark Fallen Knife that can be used and mastered to prove whether this conjecture is right or wrong.

The magic medicine has been researched for a long time without saying a word, but the black mist on the body is rising layer by layer: "Humans, even if we are dark, do you still want to squeeze out our value?"

He sneered: "If you want me to do something, it's fine. What can I get without the factor of buns? What can you give me?"

"God judge, I only have one month left. If I don't eat, I will die faster. Since I can't escape, why should I choose to work for you?"

"Send your Tsurumaru from Honmaru back from the front line, I've done my best, and I don't owe you anything."

The blood light flickered in the eyes of the magic medicine researcher: "You have no reason, let me have to pay something!"

Qin Xunzhen laughed. She felt that although the sword had fallen, her mind was not rusted.As a businessman, she likes the other party to take the initiative to negotiate terms with her.

This means... the initiative is in her hands.

Qin Xunzhen said indifferently: "Since the dark fall can break the shackles, then...reforging the dark fall knife, can we exchange for a brand new you."

Mohua Yaoken's sneer froze at the corners of his mouth, his eyes widened slightly, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

"Dark fall means the 'first qualitative change'. From contracted gods to monsters, you have changed your way of survival, so what about another 'second qualitative change'?"

"Dark fall is death, and reforging is also risky. Under the worst premise of 'death', there is nothing terrible about reforging, right?"

"What if it succeeds?"

Qin Xunzhen's words seem to have magic power, enough to confuse anyone: "If it succeeds, you will be another sword that breaks through the shackles."

"A new beginning, a new identity, don't you like it?"

"You can live and experience more people and things, don't you want?"

The hand of Mohua Yaoyan trembled slightly: "Reforging?"

"Who will reforge? You?"

Qin Xunzhen glanced at him: "I will provide the materials." So many resources in this pill are almost moldy ==

"I'm looking for a swordsmith." Could it be that so many human swordsmiths in history are decorations?

"I'll pay for the spiritual power." She has too many of these things and doesn't cost money at all.

"I don't guarantee whether it will work, but you need to tell me whether you dare to bet."

The pancake is drawn and the aggressive method is used well, the rest depends on your imagination and courage.

Mohua Yaoken took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened them again: "What do you want me to do."

Qin Xunzhen knew that it was all right: "Find your kind, and I will give you a discarded pill to settle down in."

……

After "releasing" the demonized extremely short-term to the front line, the east became pale, and it was already the morning sun rising.

Qin Xunzhen, who hadn't slept all night, turned back with his sword, and Taro Taidao walked steadily with the sleeping Tsurumaru on his back.

After the black crane was washed in vain, he was still a pure white brat.

Even though this colleague's ability to handle affairs is maxed out, he is not really defenseless. Just by looking at the black and blue under his eyes, it is clear that he hasn't slept well in the past half month.

Therefore, even if he slept on Taro Tachi's back and drooled, no one would speak to disturb him. This is the silent tenderness they can give to their companions.

When they returned to Honmaru, Qin Xunzhen sent people to the warehouse to check the resources.Although he has drawn a big pie for Dark Fallen Sword, but what he says must be practiced no matter what.

It's just that there are too many warehouse resources, and they can't be exhausted for a while.Qin Xunzhen was not interested in supervising the work, so he simply became the shopkeeper.

Seeing that Ji Jun had returned to the castle tower, Ishikirimaru, who had been silent for a long time, approached Mikazuki, and said softly, "Reforging the Dark Fallen Knife... What does this mean?"

Sanriyue: "literally."

Tongdao faction has no secrets at all, they are all the swords of the "San Tiao" family, and San Riyue will mention it.

"The first time Ji Jun talked about 'reforging' was for us." Sankaiyue moved, and Shiqiemaru naturally followed, and the two gradually moved into the vicinity of the Sword Sect.

Sanriyue: "Frequently sending teams to and from the Warring States Period is just for a monster swordsmith."

"As for the reforging of the Dark Fallen Knife..."

"It's not difficult to understand, Ji Jun needs some experimental products to test the success rate of reforging." San Riyue calmly explained, "Reforging means burning, melting, aggregating, forming, and forging."

"When we haven't sprouted spiritual wisdom, this kind of pain is nothing. But when we get a human body and have perception, we may not be able to bear the pain of burning."

"The knife body may be able to bear it, but human nature may not."

"Why do you choose the sword of the dark fall? In all honesty, the sword that dares to fall into the dark and kill the lord with all one's eggs in one basket must have excellent temperament and endurance. If they can't even survive, Ji Jun will probably make a new plan."

"We are her knives, and she will never do it without complete assurance."

"As for the dark sword, it is death anyway. If it succeeds, it will be transformed and reborn; if it fails, it will be fate and liberation."

"In this competition, regardless of whether the Dark Fallen Knife wins or loses in the end, Ji Jun will win."

Ishikirimaru was stunned: "Why?"

Sanriyue sighed, "Do you still remember what Jun Ji said?"

"'I don't guarantee whether it will work or not, but you need to tell me if you dare to bet'... Another meaning is 'life and death are fate, success or failure is determined by yourself'." The corner of Sanriyue's mouth twitched, "This is actually a typical... Push the pot statement."

To put it bluntly - I will give you an opinion, and I will help you, but failure is your fate, not my fault ==

Ishikimaru: ...

Push, push the pot? !

San Riyue said with a wry smile: "Because of her uncertainty, uncertainty, and the hope she gave Dark Fallen Knife—Dark Fallen Knife will feel that one more day to live is a day, and it is not a loss to make a deal."

"They will take the lead in fulfilling their obligations, and when they can't make it, they will enjoy the 'rights'."

"If it succeeds, Ji Jun and Dark Fallen Knife will win; if it fails, Ji Jun will still get the information he wants, and Dark Fallen Knife is willing to accept his fate."

"Even, because Ji Jun helped Dark Fallen Knife..."

"Do you think we need to guard against the Dark Fallen Knife when we go to the battlefield in the future?"

Ishikimaru was completely dumbfounded, he really didn't expect that there are so many twists and turns in it!

Sanriyue looked at the castle tower, and murmured: "Ji Jun, she is a person who has no benefits. If you want to keep her, you have to give her the benefits she wants and prove your infinite value... "

"We are still far away."

No wonder he was willing to keep Na Zhen, who was dissatisfied with the God Judge, Bao Ding, no wonder he insisted on getting in touch with Na Zhen who had fallen into demons, no wonder he agreed to "resources for tuition" at the beginning of the school...

She will use her actions to tell Darkfall Knife that I am willing to take in the sword you wanted to protect before Darkfall.

She will tell Dark Fallen Knife in words - if you want to start over, I am willing to help.

She will use resources to tell Dark Fallen Knife that although you are in the enemy camp, I am willing to support you.

Take one step and think a hundred steps, this is their judge.

But they don't know that among the "hundred steps of thinking" of the God-inspector, there is one step in the future that belongs to the blueprint shared by "her and them".

Such a god judge is their Ji Jun.

I really don't want to let go~~

……

After Tsurumaru woke up, the blades wanted to receive him with the gift of a hero, but his ability to do things has risen to a new level.Not to mention, they all know that this is what they are used to, and if they are sick, they have to be cured.

But it's a pity that Tsurumaru, who was chased up and down by an S-level god judge, has already mastered the skill of mischief. He just sneaked a bunch of fusangshen around Honmaru, and shouted: "Come on! Come and catch him!" Me! Catch me!"

But it's very underwhelming ==

Hasebe held the broom in his hand and turned on his horsepower: "Tsurumaru Kuninaga! Stop!"

With cream on the head of Xiwan, he drew his knife frantically: "Kill you!"

California Qingguang's face was full of nail polish, and his face was ferocious: "Tsuru Wan! I'm going to stew you today!"

Tsurumaru galloped past, bursting out at an almost impossible speed of Taidao: "Oh, you scared me, I really didn't mean it!"

"But you can't catch me!"

Tsurumaru ran wildly, raising countless smoke and dust, Mikazuki, who was sitting on the corridor drinking tea with Yingmaru, sighed deeply.

He got up and went to the kitchen.

Tsurumaru led the troops around the first circle, cursing and making noise.

Sanriyue brought a bowl of fruit and put it down in slow motion.

Tsurumaru slid around the second lap with the large army, and his speed increased, getting faster and faster.

Sanriyue picked up a banana and peeled it slowly: "Hahaha, a banana looks like the moon."

Tsurumaru led the troops around the third circle, Feng Xu Yufeng, tiptoe to the ground.

Sanriyue saved the banana peels and smiled: "Young people nowadays are very energetic."

Tsurumaru led the group around the fourth lap, and Mikazuki casually threw a banana peel.

Tsurumaru didn't get hit, Hasebe stepped on it!

As soon as the acceleration came, Hasebe rushed forward, but his upper body couldn't maintain his balance and fell straight down.

At this moment, the broom in his hand exerted its invincible power, supporting his body, like skiing, sending him vigorously, allowing him to slide forward——

Hasebe was shocked!

Immediately afterwards, he stepped on a banana peel and leaned on a broom to reduce friction, and chased Tsurumaru madly!

Many Blades: ...

They don't know Hasebe's maneuvers very well, nor do they know how to handle banana peels ==

On the fifth lap, Sanriyue smiled and threw out a piece of watermelon rind.

Kagemaru stepped on the watermelon rind, leaned on the main body, and chased and intercepted Tsurumaru in a "crazy skiing" posture!

Many Blades: ...

You guys, how did it work?

On the sixth lap, Mikazuki sighed and threw Imaiken's skateboard.

California Qingguang threw himself on the skateboard, paddled with both hands, sprinting and sprinting!

Many Blades: ...

Qingguangdian, has your image been eaten by dogs?

For the seventh time, Sanriyue threw out superglue...

Tsurumaru roared, "It's my turn!"

Then he stepped on it.

Tsurumaru fell to the ground: ...

Many Blades: ... Huh?

Immediately afterwards, Tsurumaru was mercilessly overwhelmed by the sea of ​​blades.

He was carried away by the blades, shouting "Don't! Let me go!", which together means "Don't let me go"!

Well, Tsurumaruden, your wish will definitely be granted~~

On the ground, Tsurumaru's shoe was still stuck.

San Riyue took a sip of hot tea and sighed, "Ah, drinking tea this way, you don't have to worry about dust falling into the cup."

Yingmaru: ...

……

In view of the tragedy of the D765 Honmaru's dark fall, the "sword training institution" learned from the painful experience and decided to shorten the time limit for investigation, and now distribute the distributed books.

Wait until the investigation is complete before deciding who to send the life-saving letter to. I am afraid that there will be more dark-falling knives.

And the day Tsurumaru returns will be the time when the books will be distributed.

The development of training institutions is stable, and there are good reasons for opening new courses.

You only need to say that you found a deficiency in the process of education and want to add an elective course, no one will doubt their professionalism.

Therefore, the course arrangement went smoothly. When the 35 swords with extremely problematic vibrations that were initially investigated gathered in Daihiro, Kikko Sadamune smiled and handed out the book, and said kindly: "This is a special elective course."

"For the time being, it is only open to those who are qualified, please cherish it."

"If you can, remember to keep it a secret." The tortoise shell Zhenzong frowned, harmless to humans and animals, "If there is anything you don't understand, please ask it alone, or take it back to discuss with the companions of Honmaru."

"The postpartum care of sows depends on one's own comprehension and talent."

"Of course, if you think there are partners with the same talent around you, welcome to recommend them to us~~"

After finishing speaking, Guijia Zhenzong walked out of the room and quietly faded away.

The book has been delivered, and the words are here. As for whether they read the book or listen to it, it has nothing to do with him.

The room was very quiet, and when the candlestick was shaken, Qie Guangzhong sneered sarcastically. He didn't say much, but just turned the middle page of the book in boredom.

He is really not interested in learning anything...

How ironic it is to learn so much just to serve a pile of rubbish!

The vibrating candlestick, Qie Guangzhong, swept across the pages of the book with a casual attitude.

At the first glance, oh, it’s all sows; at the second glance, oh, there’s the words “spirit judge” mixed in… Tsk, do you want to brainwash them even a copy of "Postpartum Care of Sows"?

The third eye, oh, a god judge is like a sow...

Tsk, don't insult the pig, okay? !

Uh, no, wait, what does it say it looks like a sow?

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong stared wide-eyed, stretched his neck suddenly, and moved his whole face to the page, and then he saw: [The judge of God is like a sow, we should first XX, then XX, then XX, and finally XX... ...]

Hiss—candlestick cut Guangzhong gasped.

Then he looked around blankly with an indescribable panic.Immediately afterwards, he discovered that all the fusangshen in the same room had this expression.

They looked at each other with great shock and fear in their eyes, but also full of malice and excitement. In the ultimate silence, they read carefully line by line.

After a while, Yizhen Yaoken Toshiro stuffed the most important book into the package, his voice trembling slightly: "Sorry, it's getting late, I have to go back."

Yizheng Jiangxue left words and nodded: "It's time to go back."

Vibrated and vibrated, the knife put away the book, and quietly lined up in front of the space-time compass, a slight spark ignited in the originally dull eyes.

Maybe give it a try.

After all, there's never been a worse situation, has it?

……

Qin Xunzhen understands that his own home pill is very dazzling, it has long been the morning star in the sky, and no one can compete with it.

However, the skills were taught, the kangaroos were raised by someone, and the fields were cultivated. When everything was on the right track, her Honmaru was completely free. She went out on expeditions every day and didn't need to be an insider. It's a fairy day.

She has informed Mohua Yaken of the Honmaru coordinates vacated for Dark Falling Knife.And at the stall where the dark falling knives gradually gathered, in order to remove her suspicion, she decided to travel to another world with the sword.

For example, the beaches of Hawaii.

Qin Xunzhen: "Honmaru's career is going well. To celebrate, let's go to Hawaii together!"

All the blades cheered and supported, but Sanriyue's smile was stiff.

Hawaiian beach?

No, no, absolutely not!

If Ji Jun walks around the Honmaru in a bikini, his life will be very difficult in the future, right?

Sanriyue smiled and said: "Ji Jun, in fact, as a sword, it can't be soaked in sea water."

Soaking in seawater... Yes, swords are made of steel, but seawater, soaking for a long time and soaking too much is really not conducive to maintenance.

The blades couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Sanriyue continued her efforts: "Ji Jun, we have to... take off our coats when we go to the beach, leaving only a pair of shorts."

The blades "hissed", Yamabuki Kunihiro trembled, and directly wrapped himself into a ball!No, no, no, he can't hold on to a pair of shorts!

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that there are many people with mixed hands. What if someone else touches it..." San Riyue was embarrassed, "As gods, we can't be rough on humans, but we are Ji Jun's sword, I feel very sorry Ji Jun!"

Many Blades: ...

Yes, it makes sense!

Qin Xunzhen: "Then tell me, where should we go?"

Sanriyue: "Hahaha, how about...climbing the mountain."

Ping'an Dao smiled and rolled his eyes: "It's just a matter of moving our legs and feet, let's compare. Among us, who is the best!"

Qin Xunzhen frowned: "Want to compete?"

Sanriyue: "This is interesting, if there are awards and bonuses..."

Zhongren felt reasonable and nodded.

Qin Xunzhen was silent for a while strangely: "...OK."

Mountain climbing, but also a competition?

She is the big boss, and they are Fu Sangshen, if they want to distinguish between... then they can only...

Half a day later, Qin Xunzhen brought the swords of Ihonmaru and stood at the top of the world—the foot of Mount Everest...

She looked up at the sky: "Climb."

Swordsmen: ...

Facts have proved that the mountain climbing I chose is really "climbing" mountains ==