There were too many Nameless Swords in this world!
Nameless Sword, Nameless Sword!
Di Sheng's sword, the sword of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the sword of Tian Ruoqing, the sword of the purple-clothed girl, none of them were famous.
Yuwen Jie's sword was no exception.
In the past hundred years, he had used this sword to kill countless demons, but he had never killed a single person.
Wen Yu, the Mystic Sword Master from the Five Godheads Island, would have died under his sword if Di Sheng had not stopped him in time.
"You better stay away from my junior sister!"
Every time he saw Wen Yu, he would warn him like this. That was all, and then he would leave with the sword case.
He had been hiding his sword in a box and carrying it on his shoulder, making the world his home.
No matter where he went, he would bring this old, almost completely faded black box containing the Nameless Sword with him, whether he was fishing by the sea, hunting in the forest, or sleeping in bed.
When someone asked him what was inside, he would sometimes reply,"This is a sword!"
However, when someone wanted to pay a high price for his sword, he would always say,""I'm sorry, I can't agree!”
In one case, he would immediately open the sword case without hesitation and respectfully present the sword to someone.
Of course, this happened when he met his father, Yuwen Taishan.
It was a cave that no one else could enter. He would come here every year, including this year.
His father was right in front of him, sitting in the darkness. Everything was the same.
The old look might not be a good one, and it might even be an unimaginable, strange, miserable state. It was like sitting quietly in the cave for several years for no reason. His heart was beating, but his face was very pale. His body temperature was normal, but his limbs were very stiff. He did not speak or get up, and only his seemingly weak but never interrupted breath remained.
No one knew what was going on, but almost everyone in the Sword World knew that 200 years ago on the Five Gods Island, Yuwen Taishan had encountered a strange change when he was fighting against the demons. Although he managed to escape in the end, his temperament had changed drastically since then, and it did not take long for him to become like this.
This appearance was somewhat similar to the departure of the immortal sword master's primordial spirit, but it was also different. Later, many speculations believed that the immortal sword master's primordial spirit had already drifted far away from the demon world or even other mysterious worlds.
However, no matter what changes his body had undergone, everyone believed that his primordial spirit had not been destroyed.
There was no doubt about it.
This was because his sword didn't automatically return to the Sword Nurturing Pool after his " death ". Instead, it was passed down to his descendants through a unique method.
The sword was still there, and the sword returned when the person died!
For cultivators, when their physical body lost all signs of life and their primordial spirit was destroyed without a trace, it was considered death in the true sense of the word. This was what the so-called " death " meant.
Once the primordial spirit was destroyed, the peerless weapon that the cultivator obtained from the Sword Nurturing Pool during the immortal sword certification would automatically return to the Sword Nurturing Pool, waiting for the arrival of the next immortal sword certification.
Yuwen Jie's sword was no exception.
He had always believed that his father's primordial spirit could return at any time, and that he would immediately return to normal after merging his body and spirit.
Regrettably, every time he came back, it was inevitable that he would be disappointed and sigh. Fortunately, although his father did not improve at all, he was still alive.
For cultivators, as long as their primordial spirit was still there, they could be considered alive.
As long as a person was alive, everything would happen to him. If he died, there would be no hope.
Unfortunately, as a son, he seemed to be helpless about this strange disaster and occasionally vented his emotions. He could not find any other solution to the problem.
He had never heard his father's voice because he had not been born when his father could still speak.
As for how he was born, he still had deep doubts, because even he himself could not believe that a secular woman could actually meet his father in a dream and finally give birth to a child.
He had once doubted his own identity and viewed his father purely as an admirer.
Coincidentally, other than him, no one else could open the Hidden Latch of this sword and find Yuwen Taishan.
The key word was blood.
It was also this word in blood that proved that his mother's dream pregnancy was not groundless.
With the Blood Droplet Sword, the blood and Qi were connected, thus resonating and breaking the Hidden Latch instantly.
No one would think that this was a coincidence.
Without a doubt, he was Yuwen Taishan's son.
When he was young, his mother once told him," This sword was originally something that your father carried with him. Later, after you were born, he gave me the sword in his dream, saying that it was something for you to protect yourself. He also told me that if you wanted to find him in the future, this sword would naturally guide you. However, the prerequisite was that you had to drip a drop of blood on the sword to open the Hidden Latch of the sword. Only then could you fully control this sword. Even without you controlling it, it could automatically produce a magical power and bring you to your father's hiding place.”
He remembered that he was very ignorant at that time. Not only did he not understand what his mother said, but he also did not know that he was originally from the Sword World.
Until one day, he decided to embark on the path of finding his father.
"Jie, do you know? Actually, your father has already told me some things, but I haven't told you yet!”
"Oh, is it very important?"
"Yes, when you were about to be born, he told me that he would send you to the Bamboo Forest as soon as possible because it originally belonged to the Sword World! He hopes that you can return there and cultivate your swordsmanship. In the future, you will inherit his mantle and continue to slay demons! Also, you must remember that this sword is only for your personal use. You can't change it without permission, nor can you borrow it from others. If you keep it, it might be extremely useful in the future!”
He then asked what the function was.
Her mother did not answer, but shook her head with tears in her eyes.
He remembered that he had caressed his mother's face and looked at her silently for a long time. It was as if they would never see each other again.
He also remembered that before he left, he had told himself that he must not be sad when he left. Otherwise, his mother would be sad too. However, in the end, he could not help but cry. His mind was blank, and he could not think of anything or sense anything.
It was not until the sword suddenly flashed with a dazzling light and was about to take off that he realized he was really leaving. The Nameless Sword was growing bigger and longer, like an iron ship. The difference was that this iron ship could not only travel through the raging waves, but also move in the depths of Yan Min.
He had to go up immediately and search for his father's traces in the vast sea, as well as the location of the bamboo forest.
He was only eight years old, but he already understood why his mother refused to say those words.
It was hard to imagine that a single mother would let her child leave at such a young age. Even if she left for a day, she would feel as if she would never see her child again.
He didn't know how his mother had fallen in love with him, nor did he know how she had fallen in love with his father. However, he knew that since he could remember, his mother had always been very good to him.
Once, when he was slightly drunk, he knelt in front of his father and muttered to himself,""Many times, she even forgot that she was still a lost woman, a lost woman who needed to sell her body to make a living. She was like a full-time mother who did not have to worry about food and clothing. She only spent her time taking care of her child, so she delayed her work too much and her income gradually became meager. At the same time, she did not get married. Firstly, she did not think much about it. Secondly, because of my existence, it was too difficult for her to get married. Moreover, her body was so unclear that she did not even rely on her relatives to support her." And help from friends, so money is getting tighter and tighter, life is getting harder and harder
Having said that, he looked up at his father. His father's condition was still the same.
However, he would rather believe that his father had heard these words, but he had not expressed it for the time being.
The hardship was increasing day by day, and food was becoming scarce.
One afternoon, when he was exhausted, he left his mother's embrace and let go of her hand.
The Nameless Sword was flying!
The Nameless Sword had already taken off!
His body involuntarily flew away with the sword!
He tried to jump down, but he could not move at all!
"Little Jie, Little Jie!"
His mother's call still echoed in his ears. Back then, he said that he would return soon. Once he found the bamboo forest, he would return immediately.
In the end, he did not get what he wanted.
Of course, ten years could change many things, even a person's life.
He did find his father very quickly, and he also found the Bamboo Forest not long after. However, after he arrived at the Bamboo Forest, he quickly learned one thing: " Cultivating the foundation " was the most important part of the cultivation process. To a large extent, it determined the upper limit of cultivation. One needed to make up their mind and put it into action at this part. Only then could they truly take on the mission of the Sword World in the future.
After seeing his father's tragic state and hearing his story, he decided to continue on the path his father had not finished.
However, he did not expect that when he returned to the beach where he had parted ways with his mother, he felt extremely desolate. It seemed that no one had been there for a long time. There was only the cold sea breeze and a few seemingly lonely and frustrated seabirds.
He immediately returned to the busy city that he had not seen for a few years. He walked through the streets and alleys, asking around, but he could not find his mother.
He suddenly remembered the inn he had once stayed in. Finally, a shopkeeper told him,"Your mother is already married. She seems to have gone to a very far place!”
He then asked the innkeeper why his mother had married, and if so, who she had married, what her family conditions were like, and so on.
The shopkeeper shook his head helplessly."I'm sorry, I only know this much. Please continue to ask others!”
"I'm late, I'm really late!”
Many years later, he once talked about the past with a good friend from the sword world. He emphasized that the reason why he often visited all kinds of brothels was because he felt that there was a shadow of his mother in every place.
However, his good friend said," If you know that you can't find her there, but you insist on going, this can't be considered a reason for you to go. It can only be considered a complex. A complex that has been bound for a long time and can't be undone in the real world!”
This good friend of his was called Di Sheng.
Before he met Di Sheng, he spent almost all his time in the Bamboo Forest. At the same time, he met a girl there.
He had written three poems, one about his mother, one about his father, and the third about Yun Xian 'er.
They often played on the meadow and beside the stream outside the bamboo forest. They talked freely and were very happy with each other.
The girl asked him,"Why haven't you grown any hair?"”
He said," I don't know why either. I only heard from my mother that I was born like this. I haven't changed since!”
The girl asked him again," I'm going to 'build my foundation' in a few days. I won't have time to play with you anymore. I wonder if you'll miss me?"”
He said," Of course, I will. I will also think about what you will look like after you complete your 'foundation'. Will you look better than you do now? Will you still be wearing a dress full of patches?”
The girl suddenly pouted." I think I'll definitely look better than now. I'll definitely wear this dress because the patch on my dress is like your little bald head. It's natural!”
He suddenly laughed.”
"Who knows?" The girl chuckled. Maybe I won't like you anymore in the future!”
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