This is My Juggernaut Journey

"Okay." Yuzuru took off the most precious long knife on his body without saying a word, and handed it to Qianzi Muramasa, "The name of the knife is 'Open the Gate', which contains the power of the dragon and cuts off the immortal existence."

"Isn't it deadly cut?" Qianzicun was grasping the white hilt of the saber in deep thought, gently exerting force with the palm of his hand, and following the soft groan of the mouth of the carp, the long saber was unsheathed.

It has double-sided blades, the blade is long and narrow, and slightly curved. The young man looked up and down in the sunlight, and sighed: "A good sword, the person who cast it contains power in the sword, and it seems to solidify the undead into a law, and others can't do it." use."

"Immortal Slash can only be used by those who have died, of course, except me." Yuxian took the long knife, and the blade that was shining coldly was instantly wrapped in black smoke.

"In addition to cutting off immortality, it seems to be connected to a certain place." The swordsman's heart trembled.

"Underworld, awakening the dead will of course cost a lot."

"So that's the case, but the old man found that the condition of the knife itself is not stable." Qianzicun was thinking hard, but couldn't think of the problem for a short time, and his frowns were loosened. "When the old man finds a way, I will definitely help you rebuild it."

"Then I'm counting on you!" Yuzuru sincerely thanked him. There are not many legendary swordsmiths in the world who have become Heroic Spirits.

Just when Yuzuru was expecting to 'open the door' to advance to a legend, or even to an artifact, the paper door next to him was suddenly pushed open.

"What are you talking about so exciting this early in the morning?" the beautiful girl asked, chewing rice cakes in her mouth.

"Muramasa has promised us to find a way to forge a long sword so as to fight against the heroic swordsman." Yuzuru replied, stepping aside by the way.

"Well, this is a very good thing!" Musashi sat down, swallowed what was in his mouth with a throbbing throat, and moved directly to the side of the boy's face, "Yusuzuru! Is there any monkey wine left!? "

"No!" Yuxian shook his head resolutely, he only drank three cups, but this woman wanted to drink them all. In this way, even if Wei Mingguo was turned into a winery, it would not be enough for her to drink.

"Tch, cheapskate!" Musashi pouted, snorted twice, and decided to follow Yuzuru in his heart.

Not only can he fight, but he is also very rich and has good wine. Where can I find such a good 'companion'!

She stretched beautifully, yawned and asked, "What are we going to do next? Eat and sleep every day, if this continues, we will get fat."

"Change the equipment, and then go." Yuxian stretched out his right hand and tapped the edge of the ladder with his fingers.

"Go? Where to go?"

Yuxian paused, and said in a friendly and flat tone: "Tuqi City."

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For several days in a row, the sun was shining on the official roads of the Xiazong Kingdom, the dust was flying, the sun was burning above the head, and there were very few people coming and going, and there happened to be a strange combination in the middle.

Except for the young swordsman wearing a bamboo hat who looks like a normal person, the girl next to him with the same high-profile clothes and appearance, and the one-armed monk soldier with a spear on his shoulder, the three of them look dangerous when they walk together, and there are not many pedestrians. Avoid it, at least leave a distance of ten meters before and after.

There are lush farmlands on both sides of the road. It can be seen that Xiazong Kingdom is a rich place, and rich places often have a large number of people. This is of course a good place to get rid of the dirty soil.

"You haven't heard of the name 'Tuqi City' in your respective generations, have you?" Yuxian took out the wound medicine gourd and drank it, asking as he walked.

Musashi, who got up early in the morning and was on his way, yawned, put his hands behind his head, shook his head, and said, "How could those city lords have such ugly names."

"The poor monk has never heard of it, probably unique to this world." The monk has never heard of it either.

Both of them have traveled all over the world, and they can be regarded as native Japanese ancients, so Yuzuru naturally believes everything they say.

"Then this Tuqi City is the singularity."

"Singularity?"

"This is the famous city known as the second Edo. Since we have never heard of it, it is the singularity of this world."

"You mean to say that those dirty things are hiding in Toki City." Musashi moved his shoulders, and patted the long knife on his waist with eagerness, "Then daddy's knife will come in handy, this time I won't run away again."

The sword at the waist is a golden tan with a green handle, and the name of the sword is 'Myojin Kiri Muramasa'. It is a famous sword cast by Qianzi Muramasa, which can cut off karma.

"The poor monk once pierced the heart of the heroic swordsman, but he couldn't do any harm. If he meets them again this time, he will definitely be able to teach them what is good and what is evil." The monk is full of ambition. Changed it casually, but the god-level swordsman was not a vegetarian, and he also gave him the ability to penetrate the karma with his spear.

Even Lianxian is the same, 'Opening the Door' has not yet found a way, but 'Strike Shadow' can be recast. In just a few days, the saber that once killed people and draws swords has evolved from a fine mortal thing to an epic realm. If it is used Killing the heroic swordsman seems to be better than 'opening the door'.

Everyone's confidence has been greatly improved after all shotguns have been changed. Sometimes it's not that they can't beat them, but they have worked hard and managed to slash the opponent with a knife, but they are recovered in an instant.

"Thanks to Mr. Muramasa this time." Yuzuru nodded sincerely, this swordsmith is much more useful than that Chaldea, without the power to cut off his karma, no amount of followers is useless.

"Hmph, then you should persuade Dad to come to Tuqi City with us."

"That's impossible." Yuzuru smiled, rubbing her fingers on the 'open door' at her waist, "I have more important things to ask him."

Musashi didn't know what was more important than stopping the Heroic Swordsman, fanned the wind on both sides with his hands, and muttered in his mouth: "It's hot, it's hot, let's find a place to rest."

"Are you still hot dressed like this?" Yuzuru glanced at Musashi. It was a purple fancy dress, not to mention a lot of hollows, and its length only reached the thigh, forming an absolute field with the black stockings.

Look at yourself again, cyan feathers, gray hanging down, wearing a bamboo hat on his head.

The painting style is different.

"Hey, why do I feel a strange gaze, you must be thinking about something obscene, Yuzuru!" Musashi laughed, she would not blush and shy like a soft girl.

Yuzuru was stunned for a moment, as expected of a swordsman, his secret vision would be noticed, but he didn't answer, just spread his hands, and walked to the front at a faster pace.

"Hey! Are you underestimating me!" This time it was Musashi's turn to be stunned for a while, and with a towering chest, he rushed to the front.

The monk who was originally outside shook his head helplessly, and also quickened his pace.

Hurrying on the road amidst the noise injected a bit of vitality into the numb official road. The footsteps of pedestrians seemed to be much lighter, and Musashi seemed to have forgotten the heat. Yuzuru, who was running ahead, suddenly stopped.

"What are you doing!" Musashi almost hit him with his chest.

Yuxian didn't answer, feeling the warm breath on the back of his neck, pointing to the distance: "We're here."