26. The white-haired witch! Forging a sword!
Sky Mountain sect
The bright moon rose from the Heavenly Mountain. In the vast sea of clouds, the wind blew for tens of thousands of miles, and the snow was covered with clouds.
It was said that the snow had colors at the beginning, but later on, its heart died, and it turned white.
A woman with long eyebrows was walking on the vast snow in a white robe and a hoodie.
Every step she took did not leave a footprint in the snow, as if she had become one with the mountain.
The cold wind blew off her hoodie, revealing her slender, waist-length silver hair.
However, her face was still as beautiful as jade. It was as if only her hair had crossed the ravine of time, and Xueluo's black hair was hard to keep!
No one knew who could make such a stunning beauty turn her hair white overnight!
She was holding a dark blue treasured saber in her hand. The word 'seven' could be vaguely seen on the black handle. If one looked closely at the blade, it was actually made up of broken blades.
This was a knife made of broken blades. The most heartbroken person in the world might not be worthy of such a broken blade.
The wind blew the clouds, and the dark night was coming.
The buildings of the northern branch of Tianshan Mountain finally appeared in front of her. She flew into a temple.
A monk's voice came from the hall,"Junior Sister, I didn't expect you to come again.”
Lian Nishang was a little angry, but there was no expression on her face.
"Senior Brother, I've come to the North Peak to look for you ten times this year. This is the tenth time I've finally seen you!”
She quickly walked into the hall and saw Huiming Zen Master sitting on a futon. His face was clear and he looked much younger than before.
Huiming Zen Master smiled kindly and said,"
"There are so many swordsmiths in this world, so why do you have to ask me for help?”
"Because none of them can repair this saber. Only you can!”
Lian Nishang bowed and presented the Demon Blade Thousand Blades. The snow-white blade light was as bright as three thousand silver threads.
The remnants of the cold demonic nature shocked all the Dharma Idols in the hall.
Huiming Zen Master's eyes lit up when he saw the saber that was made of broken blades.
"A thousand broken blades can actually form a saber. This is probably not a saber that can be forged by mortals, let alone a saber that mortals can use!”
Lian Nishang's beautiful eyes lit up and she smiled faintly.
"The seven peerless divine weapons that Senior Brother forged on Sky Mountain are not swords that mortals can use. Who in the entire Nine Provinces doesn't know about the Seven Swords of Sky Mountain?”
"Although swords and sabers are good, if the user has evil intentions, it's better not to forge them!”
Huiming Zen Master waved his hand regretfully.
A normal swordsmith's hand would have been rough from the heat of the knife, but his hand was as slender as jade, and his wrist was as white as a lotus root.
It could be seen that he was no longer using ordinary strength and methods to forge swords!
Huiming Zen Master was originally a government official. He became a monk and fled to Tianshan Mountain because his beloved died.
He studied sword techniques and collected the strengths of various sects. He created 361 Sky Mountain Sword Techniques. The complexity of the sword techniques was above that of the sects.
In his later years, he had comprehended Dao and loved to forge swords. He had actually forged the Seven Swords of Tianshan in a row. After these seven heroes left the mountain, they punished evil and made his reputation shake the Nine States.
Later on, a sect leader of a large sect brought him top-notch materials to forge a sword. He was itching to forge a few swords, but they were used by others to harm a region.
From then on, Huiming Zen Master could only cultivate in seclusion. He would only cast it if he was not fated. Even his junior sister begged him ten times before he finally received him.
Huiming Zen Master stood up and brought Lian Nishang to the sword-forging room. He felt the temperature slowly rise.
They passed through a secret passage. At first, it was as warm as spring, but gradually, they felt extremely hot. Lian Nishang's jade face could not help but ooze a few drops of crystal clear sweat.
Then, the two of them came to a stone room. It was filled with white steam, and there were a few Qi openings on the left and right. The light from the sky could provide illumination.
He saw that the tools here were complete, and there were even a few divine weapons hanging on the stone wall. They should be the latest works of Huiming Zen Master.
Huiming Zen Master slowly introduced,"
"This is a natural sword-forging ground. Below it is the lava of the Heavenly Mountain, and above it is the hot spring jade soup. It nourishes yin and supplements yang.”
Lian Nishang looked left and right and felt her heart open as if she had arrived at a heavenly passage. She said in surprise,
"I didn't expect that my Heaven Mountain would have such a great place!”
Huiming Zen Master held Thousand Blades with both hands and looked at it carefully. When he saw the evil spirit-like patterns and the striking " seven " character, he immediately understood the owner of this demonic blade.
"I heard that the man is already dead. Why are you still working so hard to repair his saber?”
"Although he's dead, his saber can't die!”Lian Nishang's eyes were filled with determination.
"In the past, this saber could split into thousands of blades, and when it split, it would recombine. When the saber's light was sharp, it was like ten thousand demons were monstrous!”
"But ever since he died, this saber seemed to have died as well!”
Huiming Zen Master gently stroked the saber. Although this saber was made up of a thousand blades, it felt extremely smooth when stroked gently, as if it was a part of itself.
"This saber isn't dead. There's an evil spirit inside it. It's just that the evil spirit is sleeping.”
"Sleep?" Lian Nishang was rather surprised, but she immediately came to her senses.
"Such a devilish saber, of course it can't be just a saber.”
"Senior Brother, is there any way to revive it?”
Huiming Zen Master pondered for a while and said,""There is a way, but the price is not small.”
When Lian Nishang heard that there was a way, her ashen eyes seemed to be lit up. She hurriedly asked,
"If you need anything, just tell me, senior brother. I'll go find it immediately!”
Huiming Zen Master suddenly laughed with a mysterious expression.
"Junior Sister, you came to the north peak ten times to beg me, which shows your sincerity. I'll help you pay the price!”
"Junior Sister, you should go out along the original path. When the saber is alive, I will bring it out.”
Lian Nishang didn't know what was going on, but she knew that when her senior brother was forging, there must be some secrets that couldn't be seen by outsiders, so she bowed and said,""Thank you, Senior Brother!"
She walked back the way she came, and the heat slowly dissipated.
She returned to the front of the hall and saw that the entire northern peak was as white as ever. She could not help but think of the first time she met that man on the snowy ground.
At that time, she had been injured by Zhuo Yi Hang and her hair had turned white overnight.
The man stroked her hair and asked her if she had been drenched in too much snow.
She answered because her heart had died.
The man looked at her enviously and said," I'm so envious that you still have the heart to die!”
Later on, he had taken her on a mountain tour and even secretly helped her save Zhuo Yi Hang a few times.
He asked her if she would still be with him, but she just kept shaking her head.
It was said that the "Udumi Immortal Flower" could turn white hair black, and it bloomed once every sixty years.
He picked it for her, but because she didn't want to forget the heartache, she planted it on the southern peak of Heaven Mountain.
During the battle with Da Ming, he knew that he had already cultivated in seclusion and could not be disturbed by external things, so he secretly left without telling him.
She thought that the man had stayed with her for too long and was tired of her, so he left on his own.
Therefore, she was very sad about this all day long, wondering what she had done wrong. She was also very sad about his cruel departure.
That battle had ended unknowingly, but in the end, someone had risked his life to bring his knife back and leave it with her.
She said that it was a request from that man!
His knife was dead, but she seemed to be alive.
Suddenly, the door of the secret passage opened wide. Huiming Zen Master used a wooden scabbard to wrap the saber.
He could vaguely feel that the demonic nature of the Thousand Blades had awakened, but it was suppressed by the wooden scabbard.
The scabbard was covered in talismans drawn with blood.
Looking at Master Huiming again, he was still hale and hearty just a moment ago, but at this moment, he was covered in wrinkles, as if he had aged twenty years!
Lian Nishang was very curious and could not help but ask,"Senior Brother, what happened to you?"
Huiming was about to answer when he saw a few figures suddenly land in front of the hall.
"Since the saber has been repaired, leave it to us!”
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