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- On the top of a mountain, there was a young man who looked up at the sky. He stood there for an unknown amount of time, as if he had been waiting for this moment. Only when the sky phenomenon disappeared did he retract his gaze and look down ahead.
This person is wearing a black robe with gold moir¨¦ patterns on it. The fabric is of high quality and the style is luxurious.
He stood there quietly, giving people an extremely lonely feeling, as if there was no one in the world worthy of standing beside him.
His face could not be seen clearly. He wore a special silver mask on his face, and his eyes were deep and calm.
¡°It¡¯s finally begun,¡± he said slowly, looking down at the front.
A little further behind him, there were more than ten people waiting quietly, among them there were five true artistic realms, and two of these five true artistic realms were in later stages.
Everyone was very quiet, looking at the back of the young man in black in front of them, their eyes revealing obedience from the soul. It seemed that as long as the young man in black said a word, these people would wipe their necks with a knife without hesitation.
In the open space between the young man in black and the dozen or so people on standby, there were thousands of various swords, including long swords, short swords, broad swords, thin swords, and soft swords. Some of the swords were rusty and rotten. Some are as cold as autumn frost.
These thousands of swords of various kinds are almost all fused with the golden light of the dragon shadow from before, and they just sit there quietly. 强牺 pddxsw.com 读牺
The young man in black looked back and glanced across the swords on the ground and said, "Is that all?"
"Go back to the third young master. At present, everything collected by my subordinates and others is here. Others are still stepping up their search. Another batch will be sent here soon." Someone immediately knelt down on one knee and replied.
Hearing this, the young man in black didn¡¯t say much, but his eyes clearly showed a trace of dissatisfaction, and he said: "These are not what I want. They are not worthy. Since they are not worthy, what is the use of keeping them?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved, and the thousands of swords on the ground trembled and flew into the air. Then, a ball of extremely black and pure innate energy flew out from his palm, rising in the wind and rising from the ground. Thousands of swords rose up and enveloped it, as if it was swallowed by a black hole!
When the dark innate energy disappeared, the more than a thousand swords of various kinds also disappeared, leaving only traces of metal powder floating around, and they were all destroyed.
After doing this, the young man in black took back his hands and put them behind his back and said, "Look again until you find something that satisfies me!"
"As ordered," someone replied, but no one left. Their duty is to protect the master's safety, and naturally there will be other people to do the things ordered.
Immediately, the young man's eyes flashed and he said: "Now that the sword-making ceremony has begun, only one sword can stand out in the end. I don't want it to fall into the hands of anyone else except me. Do you understand?"
He said this calmly, but it revealed a bone-chilling chill.
"The subordinates will understand"
The young man in black spoke with a chilling tone, and his subordinates also answered with murderous intent.
At this time, the young man in black noticed the expression of one of the elegant old men who was hesitant to speak, and couldn't help asking: "Why do you teach me, sir?"
The old man thought for a while, stepped forward and saluted slightly: "Third Young Master, that sword is of great significance. You and I both know what it represents, but it is definitely not a killing sword. It is absolutely impossible to kill blindly." I asked Third Young Master to think twice about casting that sword in the sword-making ceremony."
Hearing this, the young man in black was slightly silent. He quickly nodded and said in return: "Thank you sir, the students will learn from it."
He understood what the other party meant and humbly accepted the elegant old man¡¯s opinion.
The old man nodded with a smile and said: "It is your duty, and Third Young Master does not need to do this." At this point, he paused and said: "Third Young Master, now the sword-making ceremony has begun. The sword chooses the master, and the master chooses the sword. Both parties are mutual. Then In order for a sword to finally stand out in the hands of its master, it cannot do without the master taking it step by step to defeat the other swords. No one can help in the process, so Third Young Master, you must be prepared."
"Students understand," the young man in black nodded.
The so-called sword-making ceremony is the process of the birth of the Emperor's Sword. In this process, any sword may eventually become the Emperor's Sword. Similarly, this process can also be said to be the process of selecting the owner of the Emperor's Sword. One person, one sword, Being able to finally reach the end and stand on the top, the so-called Emperor's Sword was born, and it also means the emergence of the man who can rule the world!
Anyone who participates in the ceremony and any sword has a chance. As for the final result, no one knows. It requires an individual to hold a sword and move forward step by step.
But this is just the beginning, isn¡¯t it? There¡¯s no rush.The sword-making process of Zijian will be indomitable and will not allow for the slightest retreat. Once the belief in winning the world is gone, it will lose the qualification to grow into the Emperor's Sword.
Rather than passively accepting the casting of the Emperor's Sword, why not take the initiative?
Song Mingdao is undoubtedly the one who knows the most clearly about the sword-making process of the Emperor's Sword. Since all swords are qualified to grow into the Emperor's Sword, then the sword-making process is not only about the material of the sword body, but also not only It just depends on how powerful a person is, including his character, will, belief, opportunity, etc.
It doesn¡¯t matter if the sword in your hand is broken during this process, as long as you can get to the end, the sword body will definitely show the elegance of the Emperor¡¯s Sword.
The process determines the outcome, temporary gains and losses don¡¯t matter, as long as you are alive you will have a chance.
Faced with the provocation of Song Mingdao, some people chose to retreat. After all, his record of sword-cutting true artistic conception was obvious to all. Those who retreated, along with the sword in hand, naturally lost the qualification to make swords.
However, not everyone is afraid of him, there are always people who will stand up.
The sword-making ceremony has begun, who can have the last laugh?
"What's going on?" You Xiao muttered with confusion as he watched the phenomenon disappear. He didn't know what happened at all. He only realized that things had become complicated. He didn't know why. Anyway, it suddenly happened. His instinct was to feel dangerous, as if someone would jump out and kill him at any moment.
Asked this question, he naturally did not expect Wang Dachui beside him to give an answer. After all, this guy didn't look very smart. Even if Wang Dachui had some outstanding performances before, it was not enough to dispel You Xiao's impression.
Unexpectedly, Yunjing said: "Isn't it obvious? Did you see the words on the stone tablet that day? Did you also see the dragon shadow across the sky? Did you also see the golden light scattered in all directions in the dragon shadow painting? Combined with the words on the stone tablet, this is obviously some kind of special ceremony. I think it must be a battle between swords. Only one of the swords stands out in the end and the others cannot compare with its sharpness. At that time, this ceremony can will end"
Hearing this, You smiled for a moment, looked at Yun Jing and said tangledly: "No, Brother Sledgehammer, how did you know?"
"Things that I can't even think of. You guys are simple-minded at first glance. Is this what you can think of?"
"I analyzed it. We have witnessed everything before. Is it difficult for you to analyze it?" Yunjing looked at him and asked with a matter-of-fact expression.
You Xiao was speechless, and his face changed, sometimes confused and sometimes worried, and said: "Brother Sledgehammer, just think what you said is true. In this case, you are not worried about your own safety at all?"
"Why should I worry about my own safety?" Yunjing asked curiously.
Zhida z.com Zhixiao. You Xiao said: "You guy, sometimes you are smart and sometimes you are stupid, why are you worried about your own safety? You have already told me what kind of special ceremony this is. Fighting and fighting are inevitable during the process, so you are not afraid of someone jumping out and killing you." Killed? After all, only the winner can stand out and be endlessly sharp."
Yunjing curled his lips and said with a look on his face: "I'm so worried. Obviously the next ceremony has something to do with swords. I use a hammer, so it's none of my business, okay?"
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