One person, Tang Clan, the thorn of being out of the crowd

Chapter 369 The sword is named Crow Nine, and the tiger roars in the wind

Zhang Yajiu's eyes were already bloodshot due to long-term fatigue. Reflecting the red firelight, they seemed to be overflowing with enthusiasm.

Liu Sanxie was a little nervous because of the eyes staring at him. He opened his mouth to speak, but when the words came to his lips...

But suddenly he realized that he didn't know what to say.

Although Zhang Yajiu seemed to be talking to Liu Sanxie, in fact, he was asking himself about his true feelings!

"Yes, it's me..."

He muttered repeatedly, then turned around and came close to the sword blade that was burned red by the fire, with an expression of fascination.

He stretched out his hand, getting closer and closer to the red sword blade, getting closer and closer...

Yoo Sam-seop didn't stop until he could smell the pungent smell caused by the burning of his flesh.

despair……

There was a big hand on Zhang Yajiu's shoulder, and Liu Sanxie walked behind him at some point.

He couldn't help but said:
"You want to do this? That's just your guess. You're not sure what the outcome will be. Why bother with this..."

Liu Sanxie stopped talking when he was about to speak, and pursed his lips and did not continue.

After dating him for these days, Liu Sanxie didn't dare to say that he knew what kind of person Zhang Yajiu was, but he had a general understanding.

At least for this sword, Zhang Yajiu valued it more than his own life.

This left him with no basis for what he said next, and if he said it, Zhang Yajiu would feel insulted.

But Zhang Yajiu didn't react when he heard this. Instead, he murmured:

"Hand-folded and forged, the edge of the blade is covered with earth and burnt using the ancient method. The talisman is well-engraved, but there is still time to draw the spirit together and strike the final blow with the hammer..."

He was talking to himself there, and he didn't know whether he was talking to himself or to Liu Sanxie.

Liu Sanxie was speechless and could only pat the other party's shoulder and continue:

"I said, you should reconsider this, maybe..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yajiu turned his head again, his eyes clear.

He smiled: "My little friend, just for this sword, help me do the final step of attracting the spirit and joining the blade."

As he spoke, he kept muttering about the final hammering method, swinging the hammer in his hand and vividly instructing Liu Sanxie on how to do it, his eyes full of hope.

Liu Sanxie's frown deepened when he heard that. It wasn't until he heard the other party talking about what to do after his soul entered the sword that he couldn't help but interrupt:

"You didn't listen to a word I said.

How can you be sure that this method is correct?

So... you lost your life in vain, then..."

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Yajiu heard this, he waved his hand to interrupt. He pointed to the sky and actually smiled:

"Hehe, you know, God really treats me well!"

"Even to the end, he was helping me! He actually wanted to see this sword come out!"

Immediately, he pointed to the west, where he had just captured the tiger.

"After a person dies, the soul may not necessarily exist. Except for those whose souls were strong enough during their lifetime, there is only a chance of it occurring in special places. But there..."

As he spoke, he became excited and continued:

"You have also seen that there is the most natural place to nourish yin! When a person dies, the soul will definitely be born!"

"You, me, the sword, the generals, the materials, everything seems to have been planned by God for me!
So easy!How can we give up halfway! "

After saying that, he grabbed Liu Sanxie and said tightly: "In this case, you wait until I die..."

Liu Sanxie listened to the other party talking about all the matters after his death with a smile, and his brows became more and more frowned.

When the other person talks about death, he doesn't feel sad, but rather enjoys it.

It's not as if they are explaining the funeral arrangements, but more like discussing where to buy groceries.

However, in the end, he finally regretted:
"It's a pity. It's a pity that I can't see this sword come out with my own eyes in the end."

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, and asked hopefully:
"But I will always stay in this sword. It can be regarded as... it can also be regarded as a different kind of life. You can really see it with your own eyes!"

At this time, his view changed again.

Although he also regards his own soul as the material, in the end, he still has a glimmer of hope, hoping that he can consciously see the appearance of this sword like a living person.

However, this man never considered the possibility of failure, as if everything would fall into place in his eyes.

Liu Sanxie sighed after hearing this, knowing that no matter what he said now, he would never be able to dispel the other party's crazy idea, so he could only say: "A friend once said that even the soul is still a human being. The body is just a skin, and the soul is It’s the essence.”

Zhang Yajiu smiled and nodded when he heard this, not sure whether he believed it or not.

Then, he reluctantly glanced at the sword in the furnace again, then turned around and disappeared.

This time, Liu Sanxie did not follow him out. He just stood there with his lips pursed, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, I saw a black shadow shooting from the horizon.

This is the spirit...

And looking at his appearance, he clearly looks like Zhang Yajiu.

His eyes were empty, obviously the confused state of an ordinary soul.

However, when he saw the sword blade in the furnace, a mysterious color suddenly appeared on his face.

The speed obviously increased a bit, and without caring about the raging flames in the furnace, he jumped in all at once.

call……

The flames steamed, and the warning lights of the talisman pattern flashed continuously, accompanied by bursts of tiger roars, and the almost inaudible eager voices of people, all wrapped together, and finally... turned into bursts of black energy.

Liu Sanxie stepped forward, shook his head silently, and then took up his true energy and gently covered it!

With the infusion of his true energy, the blade trembled and stood still.

I could see the black energy tumbling on it, as if two forces were entangled with each other, canceling each other out, and finally merging with each other to form that black ink!
So and so, until one night...

Zheng!Stab!

The sword resounded softly, and the surge of black energy on the blade gradually subsided. The surrounding black energy slowly shrank, until all the energy flowed into the blade, and then it finally became quiet.

Liu Sanxie looked at the sword blade in his hand. A flash of black light flashed across the sharp edge. It was dark and full of evil energy!
Seeing this, he followed what Zhang Yajiu said before he was alive, held his breath and concentrated, held the hammer, followed the method he taught, wrapped his true energy, and struck down with one blow!

Ding!Buzz!
The clash of gold and iron made a crisp sound, followed by a pleasant buzzing sound.

Holding the long sword in his palm, closing his eyes and feeling the faint but extremely clear consciousness in it, Liu Sanxie sighed and said:

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that in the end, I actually let you do it..."

Finally, he assembled the blade, hilt, and tassels one by one, and the sword was finally completed.

Zhang Ya admired the Tang Dynasty for a long time, and the sword he made also belonged to the Tang style.

The style is neither the Zhou sword nor the Han sword, but the three-eared cloud head as the main body.

The sword head is huge and has three ears in the shape of a cloud head.

The sword grid is widened to block the hand, and it is extremely delicately made into a tiger's mouth swallowing the blade.

The sword body is wide and symmetrical. From the sword grid to the edge, three straight ridges flow out like water, dividing it into four sides. Reflecting the faint morning light, a series of cold and black lights shine out.

A fierce look!
The name of the sword - Crow Nine!
Choke!

Liu Sanxie sheathed his sword and held it in his palm, feeling filled with emotions...

However, just as he was thinking to himself...

From far to near, several figures suddenly appeared, and when they surrounded the place, they stared at Liu Sanxie with a fierce look on his face.

But...when he saw Liu Sanxie's face clearly and saw the sword in his hand, he was stunned again.

"Yoo Sam-seop?! Why are you here?!"

Then, he suddenly reacted, frowned, his murderous aura surged, he held the sharp blade in his hand, and said in a hateful voice:

"Then you are the white-faced swordsman?! Where are my brothers?! Where is Lu Liang?!"

Liu Sanxie saw this, but ignored him. Instead, he looked around, calmly, as if he was sensing something.

After a while, he nodded silently and asked with unclear meaning:

"You're the only ones here?"

What's the meaning?Everyone frowned and was speechless.

I saw Liu Sanxie's whole body's true energy rising sharply, wrapping around his whole body, and tightly covering the entire long sword.immediately……

Choke!

Zheng!Roar!
The sword leaves the body!Black energy billows out, and tigers roar like wind!

(End of this chapter)