This sound...
Jianchou could recognize that it was Qu Zhengfeng, but she was a little surprised to meet him here. She turned around and saw him walking towards her, so she said, "I just happened to see the sword here, so I was curious and wanted to take a look. As for the ghost axe..."
The ghost axe is still in the extreme region.
Although he wanted to call it back when Jianchou left, King Qin Guang, who was the first of the Eight Kings of Hell, was not a pushover.
In the end, she failed to bring back the Ghost Axe.
Perhaps he still had some hidden injuries on his body, and he couldn't fully recover in the past one or two hours. Qu Zhengfeng's face looked unusually pale.
But his expression couldn't reveal any depth.
He heard that Chou suddenly stopped talking when he mentioned the Ghost Axe, and he remembered his previous doubts: "In the battle against the evil monk Shanxing and the Night Boat Master Liang Tingyu in the Silver Tower, I never saw you use the Ghost Axe, which is a bit strange."
Everyone knows that Senior Sister Jianchou of Yashan is the first person in Yashan who does not use a sword. The magic weapon she often uses is that exaggeratedly large ghost axe, which is often talked about by outsiders.
It can be said that the Ghost Axe is one of his strongest fighting forces.
To those who are familiar with Jianchou, it is incredible that he doesn't need a magic axe to fight with others.
Seeing the spiritual power in Jianchou's body circulate, a faint white light covered the scar on her ring finger caused by the sword. In a moment, the wound healed quickly and no trace of it could be seen anymore.
She raised her eyes to look at Qu Zhengfeng and said, "The Ghost Axe is in someone else's hands for now, and I will take it back someday."
Temporary storage.
The way these two words were used was really subtle. People like Qu Zhengfeng could easily hear the slight chill in her words.
I’m afraid there’s something special about this “other person”.
In the past sixty years, Jianchou must have had many adventures. He was a little curious, but today, with his current identity and position, it was not convenient for him to ask more questions.
Qu Zhengfeng just walked forward, bent over and picked up the ordinary sword on the sword sharpening table.
Different from the situation when Jianchou touched the sword before, when Qu Zhengfeng picked it up, the iron sword was surprisingly quiet, without emitting any cold light or any sword edge.
It seemed that in his hand, this was just an ordinary iron sword.
The three-foot-long sword has a sharp edge on one side and a blunt edge on the other.
Perhaps because it has been here for a while, there is a light layer of dust on its surface.
Qu Zhengfeng's slightly calloused fingertips slowly brushed across the iron sword, slowly brushing off the thin layer of dust on it.
"It seems to be just an iron sword."
It is not a "magic weapon" made by the monks from the Nineteen Continents using various special materials.
Jianchou still had some vision, but the sudden attack from the sword just now made her feel a little uncertain.
Qu Zhengfeng flipped the sword in his hand, and the bright sword blade was like a mirror, reflecting his eyes, which he could not even see clearly.
"It's an iron sword, and also an ordinary sword. There's nothing special about it."
Nothing special
Jianchou couldn't agree with this. Although the wound on her hand had disappeared, she still remembered the sharpness of the sword light just now.
"Although I don't know how to use a sword, I have heard that in ancient times there were great sword masters. When swordsmanship reached the highest level, every move they made was a sword. Their energy was sword energy, their intention was sword intention, and their heart was sword heart. Even things that stayed with them for a long time would be infected with their sword intention over time. Even if they were originally ordinary things, they would have unfathomable power."
Qu Zhengfeng is the owner of Jiexing Villa.
This lake is in Jiexing Mountain Villa, and there are thousands of long swords standing in the lake. There is a sword-grinding platform on the lakeside, and an unsharpened iron sword. Everything couldn't be more obvious.
I think this sword sharpening platform was used by Qu Zhengfeng, and this sword was also made by Qu Zhengfeng.
Not to mention, apart from the new Sword Emperor who is now famous throughout the starry sea, who else here has such extraordinary attainments in the way of "sword"
A powerful cultivator can influence external objects with his own mind.
This sword was originally an ordinary sword, but during the process of sharpening it, it was probably influenced by Qu Zhengfeng, and was subtly influenced by him. As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together", it now possesses an extraordinary "sword edge".
But, what kind of mood must he be in when sharpening the sword to be able to produce such a sharp and cold sword light
Seeing the sorrow in his heart, his thoughts were extremely clear.
Her gaze fell back on Qu Zhengfeng, and she couldn't help but smile: "Come to think of it, although His Majesty the Sword Emperor was also the eldest senior brother of Yashan, when I think about it carefully, whether in the past or now, I have never understood you."
There wasn't much contact or communication.
Except for the time when he witnessed Qu Zhengfeng drawing his sword in anger to fight against Wu Duan, the Kunwu White Bone Dragon Sword, on the West Sea, and got a glimpse of his true nature, all other times seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog.
Jianchou's words were quite straightforward.
Qu Zhengfeng was standing closer to the lake, and Jianchou was just behind him. Through the sword in his hand, he could see Jianchou's tall figure and the almost inquiring eyes staring at him.
"Junior sister, I have transformed into a demon - what exactly do you want to ask?"
The first half of the sentence is nothing more than a reminder that the two people are now in different identities.
It was just like what Jianchou said yesterday, “Sword Emperor doesn’t need to worry about the affairs of Yashan,” but since Jianchou said this today, of course he really had something to ask.
"I want to know, have you really betrayed Yashan?"
Such a casual sentence, when it came out of Jianchou's mouth, was like a light cloud floating in the sky, a breeze blowing over the lake; but when it fell into Qu Zhengfeng's ears, it was so swift and fierce, like a crack of thunder in the wilderness.
"… "
He slowly lowered the hand holding the ordinary sword. Then, Jianchou could no longer see any of his expressions or catch any of his moods from the mirror-like sword.
With his back to Jianchou and facing Jianhu.
Qu Zhengfeng's black gold robe was blown up by the wind. Because of his tall body, it gave Jianchou the illusion that he was standing on the top of a cliff.
She could only hear his normal voice: "Everyone says I betrayed, it seems that Daoist Jianchou has a different opinion."
"I dare not express my opinion, but I am puzzled."
Jianchou has never been the kind of person who hides things. Ever since she embarked on the path of spiritual practice, she has always been open and honest. Words like "timid" and "hesitant" have never had anything to do with her.
So at this moment, she spoke without any scruples.
"The incident at the Silver Tower was caused by Zuo Liu, who lured Yashan into the trap."
"Yesterday, you massacred the Silver Tower and the Night Cruise, leaving no one alive. People outside say that after you rebelled against Yashan, your character has changed a lot, but not to this extent. Now, you have started a big fight because of a disagreement. In fact, it is because this matter involves Yashan and violates your bottom line."
"They said that even though you rebelled, your ties to Yashan are too deep and can never be broken."
The ties are too deep to be undone.
"Haha." Qu Zhengfeng actually laughed out loud, and the hand holding the long sword gently turned, and the ordinary sword slowly turned a beautiful sword flower in the void, "What do you think?"
Most of Yashan's disciples learn swordsmanship.
At the beginning, they all practiced like ordinary people, one move at a time, learning the word "form" first. Later, they combined various skills to transform ordinary sword moves into real sword techniques with thousands of powerful styles.
Although Jianchou had never learned swordsmanship, he could tell at a glance that Qu Zhengfeng's seemingly ordinary sword move was only unintentional, but his hand was steady without any trembling.
The standard is extremely high, not a single millimeter off.
After all, he was the powerful man who was able to dominate the Yashan Beast Trapped Area.
Jianchou felt a little strange in his heart, but he continued with what he had just said.
"But as far as I know, Night Cruiser has been acting against you for decades. You have never responded to their provocations. Others think they are clowns, and the new Sword Emperor doesn't take them seriously. But in fact..."
"I never thought that you, Qu Zhengfeng, were kind-hearted."
"After years of inaction, the next move will result in rivers of blood and mountains of corpses. By describing it in such a light and indifferent way, and removing the thorn in the eye, wouldn't it be more effective in killing one to warn the rest?"
After these words were spoken, Qu Zhengfeng remained silent for a long time.
Because he couldn't deny it.
"Big Sister Yashan, you have a heart as sharp as seven ores and eyes that can't be blinded by dust. Just the clarity of your mind is better than ninety-nine percent of the cultivators in the Nineteen Continents."
Clear mind
Jianchou felt that she was just looking at things calmly. When it came to scheming, tactics, and overall strategies, even Xie Buchen from the isolated island on earth was far superior to her.
She did not show any emotion at all in the face of Qu Zhengfeng's compliments, which were either genuine or fake.
He just continued to ask: "What people say is not true, what you see is true. But now I think that even what you see is not true, and you have to ask your conscience for everything. Senior Brother, do you really think you have betrayed Yashan?"
"You must ask your conscience, ask your conscience?"
Qu Zhengfeng was not unfamiliar with these two words, so much so that when he heard them, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. He suddenly turned around and saw Chou, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"I have already asked this question thoroughly when I achieved the Out-of-Body Ability sixty years ago."
Ask thoroughly.
In just three simple words, Jianchou could sense an indelible heaviness and vicissitudes of life, as well as a sense of desperation hidden deep in one's heart.
Qu Zhengfeng did not answer her question, but it was equivalent to giving the answer.
On the Yashan Road, a long song is sung to send off the heroic soul;
Return the scabbard to the top and offer a pot of wine to Qian Xiu.
From the moment he chose to rebel against Yashan, he never thought about having any more contact or interaction with Yashan, even if he would be criticized and reviled by thousands of people in the future.
In this life, I will never look back.