Shepherding Humanity (Nurturing Humanity)

The two left, but Xu Zhi was very indifferent.

He continued to read on the desk with the lights flickering, so the life of a scholar in ancient rhyme and ancient style was very sentimental and compelling.

In fact, Medusa's character is too ruthless, careless, kills people depending on his mood, and hates those who are decadent and lose their initiative. If she doesn't help her, she is destined to be cold.

He kept flipping the pages, looking at the moonlight outside, and smiled, "Liu Wenjian, you have come to life again in this arena. I hope you can bring me some surprises and promote the era for this extraordinary and vast world."

Not only is Medusa looking forward to ten years later, he also hopes that ten years later, when the two worlds completely collide, with the most wonderful side of himself, gorgeous flowers will bloom, and the collision of the two major civilizations will be epic.

At this time, in a sword-casting villa, the flames in the furnace continued to burn.

Whoa!

All kinds of gods and bronzes in the world are in front of you.

"Recast the sword heart." Medusa smiled and made a please gesture.

"it is good!"

The girl smiled, strode forward, and once again stretched her pale and weak arm into the high temperature flame of the furnace, the severe pain reached the extreme in the world, but she swung a small hammer to recast the sick sword.

clang clang!

She seemed to be transformed and reborn in the flames.

She wants to smash her bones, hard work, and her dreams and pursuits, and re-agglomerate them into a fairy sword that is transparent, and cast herself into it.

There are her beliefs in life, going to the peak of the rivers and lakes, asking about the sufferings of the sword fairy gate, sinking into the dust of the mortal earth for 30 years and losing a famous picture, blending into the swaying bright yellow flame.

clang clang!

The entire Sword Casting Villa began to have a sound of Taoism, and it gradually became louder.

The night was thick, and the old blacksmith in the villa was suddenly shocked, and suddenly got up and walked outside, "Someone is forging a peerless sword! It seems that there are ten thousand gods in the fairyland, knocking and casting swords!!"

hum! ! !

At this moment, in the nearby towns, the swords of countless swordsmen on the streets hummed, making a vibrating soft sound, as if trembling, "What a strong sword intent, the king of a hundred soldiers, a peerless divine sword was born."

"The broken sword is recast, and Rentu returns."

Mengmei smiled and looked into the distance, "Medusa is really an extreme person. When he came up, he had his arm repaired, and then he had it broken again. He is a beast!!"

The little fox Hu Haihan, looking at his teacher, dared not slander his name, but kept saying bad things behind his back.

Mengmei was looking forward to it at this time. As a Chinese person, how could she not have the dream of a sword fairy.

"Yujian rides the wind to exorcise the world of demons!"

The girl's eyes flickered with flames, "This is the sword fairy, the extreme way, the sword is not self-cultivating, the body of a mortal is like the ancient blacksmith sacrificed his own flesh and blood to the sword, endured severe pain, with a long sword, a reversal Intention, cut through the river dome."

Jianxian together, from the beginning to the end, there is a sense of rebelliousness, mortals are rebellious when the weak overcome the strong, and it is rebellious to endure severe pain and break their arms.

Bang!

Liu Wenjian cut off his arm and continued to forge.

With flesh and bones as the core and divine gold and copper as the handle, thousands of hammers are forged, and the small hammers are constantly struck, turning the red sword embryo.

boom!

Gradually, the Divine Sword became ten percent, and it rushed straight into the sky with determination.

In the capital of Zhou Dynasty, a white-haired old man wearing a first-class black court uniform was working on the desk, sorting out documents, and there were two disciples behind him, respectfully following him.

Whoa!

Suddenly the lights went out.

Hu Rennong suddenly put down the official document, strode up, and came to the window with his hands on his back, "There is an extreme sword intent outbreak, which is shocking, and a peerless swordsman is born, so Feiyan envoy rushes to the southern region to investigate this matter thoroughly!"

"Yes, Lord Prime Minister."

In Dixianju, a middle-aged and elegant man was drinking under the tree. Behind him was a ginseng fruit tree. There were two boys. He suddenly stood up and laughed, "It's her, Liu Rentu, if you want to slaughter people, slaughter yourself first. ,She has come back!"

This sword intent, many people felt it, was fleeting and turned into a strange talk.

A month later, night.

A young girl with a broken arm was carrying a long sword and was studying at the desk. There were three people side by side. Bai Xiaosheng sat among them, with Medusa on the left and Liu Wenjian on the right, studying together, as if they were three people in a classroom.

The three discussed.

"Your teacher is Bai Xiaosheng, not me. He is anyone's best teacher and fellow Taoist. He is pure and flawless." Medusa smiled and said, "These days, with his knowledge, you have gradually made up for it. My own defects, although the body is blocked, but coexisting with the sword, nourishing the lifespan, it can also prolong the lifespan a little."

"What is a sword?" Medusa asked suddenly.

The girl with the broken arm said, "Everyone says that the sword is a gentleman, but no matter how beautiful it is, the sword is still a murder weapon, a tool for slaughter. If you want to slaughter people, you must slaughter yourself first. "

"What is Sword Immortal?" Medusa asked.

The girl with the broken arm replied, "Sword Immortals only strive for the present, their lifespan is short, as a mortal's splendid life, without seeking eternity in the future, they can fight the heavens and the earth, slay all things in the world, and even cultivate to the extreme as a mortal, slaying a heavenly emperor. !"

The Sword Immortal lineage is not limited by realm.

That's the utter horror of it,

Spiritual cultivation requires waiting for a long time, step by step, and the sword has the heart of the sword, which is the dantian, the inner world that the monks often say, and like other living beings can cultivate and become stronger, Zifu, Taoist Palace, Dongtian. But it does not need to be like It is the gradual progress of life.

The sword only needs to be constantly forged and forged thousands of times. As long as the energy and materials are sufficient, the sword can reach the Heavenly Emperor in one day. However, the human and the sword are one, and when a mortal dies, the sword will also shatter.

"Jianxian, the sword is not affected by the realm, but is affected by the sword holder. After all, like an ordinary person, you must have an epiphany in the cave to break through. Although you are a mortal, your own sword realm, Limiting the realm of the sword, what level have you reached now?" Medusa said.

"Although I am a mortal, my sword intent has reached the sixth-order cave." The girl with the broken arm said, "I only need one month, and the materials and energy are enough to recast the sick sword and make it reach the sixth-order again."

"it is good."

Medusa smiled and watched the girl with the broken arm leave that night.

She got up and closed the door, smiled at Bai Xiaosheng and said, "What an extreme way, as long as you arrive in the mood of a mortal, you don't need long years of cultivation, after all, this is a tool, but her lifespan is too short, I hope she will live in her lifetime. Before you die of old age, you can fight with me. The wizard is an equivalent exchange, her body, arms, and even everything are lent to her, and I will take it back sooner or later."

"Including the knowledge she got from you." She smiled faintly, looked at the scholar who was reading, and spoke again, "I will beat her to death!"

When a few people traveled around the world and watched the customs and customs of various places, several years passed, and a piece of news spread throughout the Zhou Dynasty.

Three hundred and thirty-seven years of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The great Confucian and Hu people were transformed into commoners. After a mortal life, they finally opened up the Shinto, assisted in reform and reform, absorbed the dragon veins, and established the official system.

Officials and gods, the court has been turned upside down, and its strength has greatly increased. One by one, the great Confucians in the court are amazing and brilliant, suppressing one area, and prospering everywhere.

In less than a few short years, on top of the existing dragon veins, a famous Confucian scholar who had been stagnant for countless years, began to advance by leaps and bounds, and many old monsters in the Taoist realm and even the cave realm appeared.

"In front of us, standing on a land immortal, can we win?" Emperor Zhou whispered in his study.

"If you don't try it, how will you know?" Hu Rennong said.

The Great Zhou Emperor declared to the world:

"Chivalry is forbidden by martial arts! All sects in the world should go to the newspapers and be under control. They should not be chivalrous and righteous without authorization. They have their own court Confucianism, guard one side, and go to court for trial."

There are many sects in the major rivers and lakes, and the sect warriors are not convinced.

The knight travels the world with swords, and he has a lofty arrogance. He sees injustice and kills wicked people. Why should you listen to the jurisdiction of your court?

The major sects formed an alliance of rivers and lakes, and the land fairy Duan Qianyu came out of the hidden world as the leader of the alliance.

In less than seven days, the sects were scattered all over the land, and Hu Rennong led the great Confucian scholars to continuously encircle and suppress the various sects in an organized way, resulting in heavy casualties.

"Lord, what should we do?"

"The imperial court is simply the largest cultivation sect in the world, with the common people as the foundation of cultivation."

The major sects and leaders could not help but look sad.

"Assassinate that dog emperor." A strong man got up in a rage.

Duan Qianyu said with a smile: "Emperor Zhou Chang'an of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Prime Minister Hu Rennong of the Great Zhou Dynasty, established the dragon veins, and the people in the future will surely live and work in peace and contentment. Corrupt officials can be seen in less than a glance.”

There was a charming woman with a sword next to her, charming and charming, and laughed loudly: "I heard, that is the praise system?"

"It's a good policy."

Next to him, a giant man with a big shoulders and a round waist snorted, carrying a black mace, "I don't read much, that dog emperor and the prime minister of Zhou do have two brushes, and they are changing the French policy, especially the incense of the people's praise, more It's their foundation of cultivation, so they can't occupy the hut without shitting."

"Then we can't surrender either!" A middle-aged man said elegantly, "How can we, the martial arts practitioners, surrender those scholars? We step into the martial arts, and we have a bloody chivalrous spirit. We don't accept the rules and become the lackeys of the court. "

Duan Qianyu sat on a high place and looked at the crowd, his eyes were firm, and he smiled and said, "With me here, the imperial court will not bring peace to the world's sects!"

Most of the disciples of the major sects were less than a hundred people. Rather than being surrounded and suppressed, Duan Qianyu ordered them to migrate to the sect and to the northern region to fight against the imperial court.

Another day at the court, Zhou Changan, the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, said:

"In the northern border of the barbarians, there is a province that is not under the jurisdiction of the imperial court. The folk customs are sturdy, the chivalrous style is prevalent, the dragon veins cannot be extended, and the Dazhou iron cavalry is flat?"

"I would like to go."

Hu Rennong took a step forward with deep eyes.

Zhou Changan said: "Wulin myth Duan Qianyu, he alone is kendo, the whole arena, do you have confidence?"

Three hundred and thirty-eight years of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Hu Rennong, the national teacher, brought ten thousand teachers of tigers and wolves, and there were innumerable great scholars in the imperial court, and set out for Bei'an.

The earth was shaking slightly, and the army swept in. The black mass exuded a killing momentum, which had the smell of gold and iron horses.

"Combine!"

Hu Rennong stepped forward and said, "Chivalrous men are bandits who disrupt the general system of the imperial court, so they should all be suppressed."

As soon as he waved his sleeves, a piece of thunder and Taoism formed in the sky, and he was about to attack the martial arts alliance in front.

A swordsman showed great horror.

How could this Hu Rennong have such an earth-shattering power?

Duan Qianyu stood at a high place but laughed loudly: "He Hu Rennong came slowly all the way, set up camp step by step, led a large number of troops, not fighting, but laying dragon veins all the way, leading a country's luck, come to fight with me, not Humans can resist."

Hold your breath around.

Carrying a country's luck, how strong is the Great Zhou's national luck?

How can a martial arts knight be one person against one country?

Duan Qianyu suddenly smiled and said, "With me here, the imperial court will not bring peace to the world's sects!"

"But maybe, it's not our era anymore." He slowly drew his sword forward and looked at the old scholar.

At the moment when the sword was drawn, the sky thunder rolled and curled with endless arrogance, and he collided with the fate of a country.

Sword God Duan Qianyu and Hu Rennong fought, and both sides broke out into the realm of quasi emperors.

A hundred miles away, in the house of a girl with a broken arm, she was washing her sword with alcohol.

Although she is a mortal body, at this time she already has the heavenly mood of a quasi emperor. Her body was washed with sword intent, and she raised impurities all over her body, exuding the first faint floral fragrance.

Although she still has the mortal life, old age, sickness and death, and her body is extremely fragile, but at this time her eyes have become extremely clear and beautiful, making people unable to help but get close.

"Jianxian, don't cultivate your body, only cultivate your sword!"

She kept washing her sword with wine, suddenly looked out the window, laughed loudly, and strode out.

Whoosh!

She gently jumped onto the long sword, and the long sword turned into a streamer and galloped, piercing the clear sky.

As a mortal, it is difficult for her to reach the sky, but she can fly with a sword. She flew between the heaven and the earth for a while, and suddenly looked at the two groups of people on the ground.

Hu Rennong and Duan Qianyu fight.

Hu Rennong was regarded as her senior brother, and they were all disciples of Bai Xiaosheng, while Duan Qianyu was his senior in martial arts, and he was kind to him.

Whoa!

She jumped suddenly, holding the sword in one hand, and fell fiercely from the sky, the gust of wind whistled in her ear, and slowly swung the sword against the ground.

In an instant, the sky and the earth gathered together.

The huge sword energy directly condenses the essence, as if the sword slashed into the air, there are endless worlds, flowers, birds, insects and fish, as if separating the two worlds, turning into a huge barrier.

Boom!

The earth was slashed openly!

An inch by inch bulges, turning into a rugged and towering mountain range, separating the two opposing men and horses.