Chapter 20 Spiritual

Crossing the stone tablet, Liu Xin is coming to the end of the spring, where there is a boulder. The spring water flows out of the cracks in the boulder, which is extremely clear.

There is a small room 100 meters away from the boulder. The room is made of stone, and the whole room seems to be connected like a boulder. There is a small window in the room, and there is a stove under the eaves outside the window. I don't know what the stove is burning, and the red light like the sun is beating on the stove.

Liu Xin was walking to the eaves and immediately felt an unbearable hot wind coming to his face. Fortunately, his body was too hard. If ordinary people would not be able to get close to this stone house.

He looked down the window into the house and saw an old man snuggled in a ball of hay and fell asleep snoring.

It's already evening. Liu Xinzheng doesn't want to disturb the old man. Naturally, he knows that the most ordinary-looking old man is the legendary craftsman's second method.

It was late at night, and a cool breeze blew. Liu Xin couldn't help shivering. Sitting under the eaves, he looked at the stove. The fire in the stove had been extinguished at some point, and the cold wind made him tighten his clothes tightly.

It was difficult to fall asleep after waking up. He stood up and looked at the stone house from the window outside. Fa Tongtian was still snoring, but his body curled more. Maybe he felt cold!

Seeing this picture, Liu Xinzheng couldn't bear to take off his coat and gently walked into the room to gently cover his clothes on Fatongtian.

"Ah! I slept so well!" Fa Tongtian stood up, stretched out, and a dress fell from him to the ground.

He looked at the clothes on the ground and seemed to understand something. He picked up the clothes and walked out of the stone house. A young man curled up in the corner outside the stone house. The cold wind blew his face red. A long sword beside him slept on the ground, but lay an ancient blade broken into two in his arms.

Fa Tongtian looked at the eight-foot blade on the ground and the ancient sword in Liu Xin's arms. When his eyes touched the ancient sword, he seemed to see something strange, and his eyes flashed with complex light.

For a long time! Without saying anything, he turned around and walked to the stove. He threw away the clothes in his hand and fell gently on Liu Xinzheng.

Boom!

With the sound of flame beating, the sun-like red light ignited on the stove. And Fatongtian stared at the beating flame!

"Are you awake?" Fa Tongtian looked at the red flame and said to Liu Xinzheng, who had just woken up behind him.

"Hmm! The senior has woken up! The younger generation is rude. Liu Xin, who had just woken up, saw Fa Tongtian standing in front of him and quickly got up to salute Fa Tongtian.

"How long have you been here?" Fa Tongtian still did not look back.

"Liu Xinzheng, the younger generation, arrived at this Shiquan Square last night." Liu Xin answered truthfully.

Fa Tongtian turned around, looked up and down at Liu Xinzheng and said, "It's quite polite!" Is the sword on the ground eight-foot blade? With that, he pointed to the sword under Liu Xin's body!

Liu Xin was picking up the sword and said, "Exactly! This sword was given to the younger generation by Elder Fang Tianyu! He hopes that the senior can do a favor for the sake of this sword!"

Fa Tongtian spoke directly and asked, "Are you going to repair the sword?"

Liu Xinzheng nodded and said, "Exactly!" With that, he took out the broken blade and continued, "This sword has followed me since I was a child. It is the only thing my father left me, so I beg you to help me repair this sword!"

Fa Tongtian said indifferently, "I don't cast swords anymore, and I won't do anything like practicing swords anymore!" You go!"

Liu Xinzheng was shocked after hearing this and said, "Senior gave up casting swords?"

Fa Tongtian said, "The sword in your hand is the last successful sword I made. I'm old and can't cast a better sword anymore. I can't surpass ingenuity. His sword is the real nine-foot blade, cutting iron like mud, and never broken spiritual weapon!"

Liu Xinzheng was silent for a while and then said, "In my opinion, the sword of the predecessor can be called a nine-foot blade. Because the sword of ingenuity has become extinct, no one says that your sword will be worse than the sword of ingenuity, because they can't provide evidence. But the senior wanted to compare with ingenuity, so he called his sword eight-foot blade.

"If you want to compete with ingenuity, you have to show your real ability. You think you are not as good as ingenuity. Even if the facts are true, but ingenuity no longer exists. Don't you have the courage to beat a non-existent person?

"You said that the sword of ingenuity is an unbreakable spiritual weapon. If I said that his sword would also break, what would you think?"

Fa Tongtian shook his head and said, "How can it be that the weapon that can break the sword of ingenuity in this palm-like place has not yet appeared!"

"Please take a look at the sword in your hand for the younger generation!" Liu Xin was talking and handed out the ancient sword in his hand at the same time.

"I have already said that I will no longer cast swords, let alone practice swords. Go!" Fa Tongtian said impatiently.

Liu Xinzheng said, "I just asked my senior to see the sword in my hand!" After saying that, he picked up the broken blade in his hand and handed it to Fa Tongtian.

Fa Tongtian took it casually. When his hand touched the broken blade, his expression suddenly changed!

"This?" He looked at Liu Xinzheng with an incredible expression, but he wondered why the sword would beat in my hand, like a heart. It felt like it was alive. Is this sword spiritual?

Liu Xinzheng said, "I think you can feel the breath of the sword, so I want to confirm whether it is made by ingenuity?"

Hearing the word ingenuity, Fa Tongtian's body trembled. The hand holding the sword also trembled: "I have seen a sword made with ingenuity, the same technology. This unique way of building can't be wrong. This sword does come from ingenuity, but why is it broken?" He pulled out the sword and looked at it carefully.

In fact, Liu Xinzheng is not sure that his ancient sword was made of ingenuity, but he heard Sun Yi say that it was an ingenuity sword, so this time he just wanted to confirm it with Fa Tongtian.

"I finally understand! I finally understand why the sword I cast can't surpass him!" Fa Tongtian stared at the ancient sword and suddenly shouted happily.

He turned around and looked at Liu Xinzheng and said, "I have always wanted to build a sword that can cut everything and never break. Now it seems that it is simply a stupid act. A sword that never breaks does not exist. Even if it exists, it can't be called a good sword."

"Liu Xinzheng, do you know why this sword was broken?" Fa Tongtian called Liu Xinzheng's name for the first time.

"Because the younger generation met a strong enemy!" Liu Xinzheng replied.

"No! You are wrong!" While talking, Fa Tongtian stroked the body of the sword with his hand and then said, "It was broken to save you!" I can feel an evil spirit on this sword. If this sword never breaks, it must have drunk blood everywhere with you at this moment.

After hearing this, Liu Xin suddenly remembered the situation of the decisive battle with Huang Quan that day. Indeed, at that time, he was very unstable and only wanted to kill. If it hadn't been for the broken ancient sword to wake him up, he must have entered the devil's road and could not turn back.

He looked at the ancient sword and believed that the sword had a spirit for the first time!