I set off the Night Parade of Hundred Demons in Tokyo

After Gao Xianghong finished speaking, his eyes widened.

"Wait a minute!! The origin of the sword...the founder...hiss!!"

I was thinking about who was called the Sword Master in the history of China, but I overlooked one thing, that is the creator of the sword!

The creator of the sword known as the "ancestor of all weapons".

As the creator of swords, the creator of swords in the world, and the first person to use swords, his understanding of swordsmanship must amaze ancient and modern times, and he has gone further than any sword cultivator.

This kind of people deserve to be called sword masters!

Only he can be worthy of the name of Sword Master.

The moment Gao Xianghong reacted, the No. 1 Immortal of Kyushu and Tianxie Sword Immortal also understood. Their expressions changed completely, and they all looked towards the tombstone in horror.

The tombstone stands erect, as if a sword has been inserted into the ground, pointing straight to the sky. Even though the tombstone has been damaged, there is still a trace of the immortal sword spirit remaining, like a lonely figure walking around the world with a sword.

"Creator of the Sword."

Tianxie Sword Immortal's pupils were dilated, and he stared blankly at the broken sword he held in his hand.

At this moment, he saw it in a trance.

In that distant era, during the slash-and-burn farming, there was a lonely figure tempering something, hammer after hammer, sparks flying everywhere, hammering and hammering.

Finally, a sword made of bronze material appeared.

The lonely figure stroked the sword, smiled, and spoke ancient words. Even though Tianxie Sword Immortal couldn't understand the sound, he could still judge his words from his words and deeds.

"From now on, your name will be: Sword."

This is the birth of the first sword in the world and the beginning of kendo.

The lonely figure created the sword, as if searching for something, traveling across mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, crossing swamps and abyss, walking in the world, and stepping into all realms of the world.

Every time he walked and stopped in a place, the creatures there knew him and the sword, and spread it.

In this way, each sword cultivator was born in the world. The lonely figure created the sword, and also created the sword cultivator and started the path of swordsmanship.

And he was gradually no longer lonely.

After seeing the world of mortals, having beauty, friends, and people he cares about, he is no longer lonely, and the sword of loneliness has become the sword of the world.

Then one day, the lonely figure seemed to sense some danger. Holding the bronze sword that had accompanied him through thousands of mountains and rivers and all over the world, he said goodbye to his relatives and friends and walked into the distance.

"Wait until I return."

These four simple words of farewell convey all the emotions and reluctance.

he's gone.

Time is long, the sea is full of vicissitudes, spring, summer, autumn and winter change again and again, year by year.

The lonely figure never returned.

Relatives and friends have been waiting. No matter it is windy, rainy, snowy or drought, they are determined that the lonely figure will return.

until one day.

They waited for the lonely figure to return, but what came back was only a broken sword stained with blood, and the lonely figure never came back.

The blood on the broken sword belongs to the enemy as well as his, and is filled with sadness, reluctance, and longing.

The Tianxie Sword Immortal shed tears. This was the sadness contained in the broken sword, the hurt that the master had passed away and could not bring him back.

Buzz.

The broken swords screamed, making a cry-like sound, as if they were crying.

The immortal swords behind it also began to contend. Not only the immortal swords, but all the remaining swords and even all the broken soldiers in the Hanguguan Cemetery were contending at this moment.

Tens of thousands of soldiers roared together, mourning the heaven and earth.

Gao Xianghong and the No. 1 Immortal of Kyushu were shocked, but what they were shocked about was not the chorus of tens of thousands of soldiers. As the first sword in the world, isn't it normal to summon all the weapons in the world?

The one who was truly shocked was the one who spoke earlier.

Only now did they come back to their senses. Who was the person who just spoke to them?

"Who's there?"

The hair on the head of Jiuzhou's No. 1 Immortal Master suddenly appeared. There were graves of gods and demons all over the place. Even the Immortal and the Supreme were buried here.

I had observed the surroundings before, but there was no one around, but now there was a stranger's voice... In this place where the graves of gods and demons were everywhere, a sudden voice made the gods and demons tremble.

Is it a person or something?

It is certain that the other party must be much stronger than me, because I have not felt the other party's arrival. Until now, I still don't know the source of the sound, and I can't even detect the other party's breath.

Immediately afterwards.

The number one immortal in Kyushu, Gao Xianghong, looked not far to the left.

A man walked towards this side with a warm smile: "You three little friends, don't be nervous. I don't mean any harm. I just came here to express my condolences."

Little friend...

The corner of Jiuzhou's No. 1 Immortal Master's mouth twitched. It had been many years since he had been called "little friend". You must know that he was already over 20,000 years old. There were too few people older than him. There were not many people in his world. indivual.

The other party called him Xiaoyou, and he was obviously much older than himself.

Soon, they saw clearly the person who came. He had a middle-aged face. He was not the kind of domineering uncle who was unsmiling, nor was he the kind of calm and stable uncle. He looked like the kind of kind man who always smiled at both children and adults. Uncle.

A smile makes people friendly and does not cause any resentment.

The kind uncle has faint crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, adding to the vicissitudes of time, and his smiling eyes are aged with time.

An ordinary person might be misunderstood by his face and think he is just an uncle. He is wrong. This is an ancient man with a long history and rich experience.

The pupils of the No. 1 Immortal Lord in Kyushu shrank into needles.

Can't feel it! ! The other person is clearly right in front of him, but he can't feel any breath fluctuations. If he closes his eyes, it seems as if he doesn't exist.

The only thing that can judge his existence is the eyes, which can be seen with the naked eye.

"Senior." Gao Xianghong, the number one immortal in Kyushu, and the Tianxie Sword Immortal who later recovered from the trance of the broken sword saluted the kind uncle.

The kind uncle smiled and waved his hand: "No need to be so polite, just feel free."

His smile made the three nervous No. 1 Immortals in Kyushu inexplicably relax, with a natural affinity.

"I didn't expect that this time I came here with the intention of meeting the person I used to be, but instead I saw the birth of "Sword". After eons, "Sword" finally found the new owner it wanted."

The kind uncle stroked the hand of Tianxie Sword Immortal and broke the sword.

The broken sword buzzed, as if a child was cheering and a little excited when seeing an elder.

"Sword boy will be happy to see this scene if he is alive in heaven. He will accompany his new master well and let the world remember the reputation of the sword master again in the future."

The three Tian Xie Sword Immortals were not too surprised when the sword was chosen as their master. Basically, they had already made a judgment when Broken Sword was born. They were surprised that Uncle Heshan knew the sword master.

"Senior...you know Senior Sword Master."

Gao Xianghong asked cautiously.

The other party called the sword master "Sword Boy". He must be older than the sword master, and probably not an earlier person from the Taichu era.

"We have met once before. Are you trying to trick me?" The kind uncle pointed it out directly, with a smile on his face and not angry.

Then when Gao Xianghong blushed in embarrassment and wanted to say something, the kind uncle smiled and said:

"I feel the aura of my naughty little son from you. One comes from the First Realm, one comes from the Great World of Three Lords, and one comes from the Great World of Clouds. You are from three different worlds gathered together, and each of you is stained with traces of the destruction of the world and the traces of time. .

It seems that you didn't stumble into this place accidentally. It was my little son who asked you to come. "

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