"The cold moon reflects the frost and snow, the cold mountain embraces the ice pool.
Eight thousand mountains cannot be crossed, the end of the world is here. "
Xue Meng wore a pair of deerskin gloves and brushed away the snow on the towering boulder. He read the cinnabar inscription on the boulder and turned around, saying happily, "Master, we're here."
It was snowing all year round on the summit of Sunrise Peak. At this time, a crescent moon was hanging high in the sky. The cold moonlight shone on the ice lake. The cold air was desolate and cold. Jin Cheng Lake was frozen but not covered with snow. It was like a glass pearl that covered the heaven and earth. The Milky Way fell to the earth and the stars hung for thousands of li. It was truly magnificent.
It was like walking to the end of the world, with white hair.
A group of people came to the lakeside. The mirror-like surface of the lake overflowed with magnificent light. There was a stone embankment leading to the center of the lake.
There was a stone tablet beside the embankment. The tablet was covered with frost and the stone was crisscrossed. Only the four seal characters, "The road is difficult to walk", were vigorous and strong. After thousands of years, they were still clear and bright red, as if they were often painted.
Chu Wanning stopped in front of the stone embankment and said, "The Jin Cheng Lake is seeking a sword. Only one person can enter at a time.
Who wants to go first? "
Xue Meng couldn't wait and said, "Master, I'll go first!"
Chu Wanning looked at him, thought for a moment, and shook his head, "You're too reckless. I'm not at ease."
At this time, Shi Mei smiled and said, "Master, I'll go first. Anyway, I probably won't be able to melt the ice pool."
On the vast ice lake, Shi Mei walked slowly to the end of the stone embankment that could only allow one person to pass.
He followed the rules and condensed a ball of Wakan in his hand. Then he bent down and put his palm on the ice. Shi Mei's Wakan flowed down the ice and a white light flashed in the distance.
Mo Ran held his breath and stood still. His ten fingers unconsciously clenched and sank into his palm.
Shi Mei tried for a long time, but the ice lake still didn't move.
He smiled bitterly and walked back to Chu Wanning, saying, "Master, I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter. I'll try again after a few years of cultivation."
Mo Ran sighed slightly. He was even more disappointed than the two of them, but he still comforted Shi Mei, "It's okay, there's still a chance. I'll come with you next time."
Chu Wanning said, "Don't talk so much. Go forward, it's your turn."
In his previous life, Mo Ran had come to ask for a sword. He was a frivolous youth who had high hopes for the Divine Martial Arts.
However, in this life, he was only here to retrieve the sword. He already knew what was waiting for him, so he didn't have that kind of nervousness and anticipation.
But there was the warmth of reuniting with an old friend.
Walking on the stone embankment, kneeling in front of the frozen lake.
He bent down and touched the ice with his palm.
Mo Ran closed his eyes.
His sheathless modao ā¦
The sinful blade that accompanied him to see all the flowers in the world and taste all the blood in the world.
Opening his eyes, Mo Ran whispered to the lake, "No Return, I'm here."
As if it had sensed the call of its destined master, a huge black shadow suddenly rose from under the ice of the Jincheng Lake. That black shadow circled under the ice, becoming clearer and clearer.
Suddenly, the thousand feet of ice shattered. Mo Ran heard Xue Meng's cry of alarm from afar on the shore. His voice was so far away that it was almost inaudible.
"The ice is melting!!"
The waves surged, and the lake water soared to the sky.
A dark green Jiao Dragon soared out, each of its scales was seven feet wide. In a split second, the surface of the Jincheng Pool was surging with water mist. Under the moonlight, the Jiao Dragon shone brilliantly and breathed out a mouthful of air.
At the same time, an ancient enchantment fell down beside the lake, separating Chu Wanning and the others from Mo Ran.
Inside the enchantment, a man and a Jiao Dragon looked at each other.
Mo Ran narrowed his eyes, facing the water that filled the sky, and looked up at the Jiao Dragon.
The Jiao Dragon held a pitch-black modao in its mouth. There was no scabbard, and the simple blade was thick but sharp. It could cut through iron and cut through gold.
The dragon turned the modao into a size suitable for mortals. It slowly bowed down its colorful body and placed the blade in front of Mo Ran.
However, it did not immediately raise its head. Instead, it stared at the other party with its ginger-yellow eyes that were as tall as two adult men.
The Jiao Dragon's eyes were like two bronze mirrors, clearly reflecting Mo Ran's reflection.
Mo Ran held his breath and waited for it to speak.
If things did not change, then he only needed to go to the foot of the mountain to pick a plum blossom and give it to the Jiao Dragon. The old Jiao Dragon was graceful and elegant, which allowed Mo Ran to take advantage of it.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, the Jiao Dragon did not give him the weapon as easily as it did in his previous life. Instead, its dragon whiskers danced, and its huge yellow eyes narrowed. Then, it raised its front claws and wrote two words on the snow in front of Mo Ran.
Mortal?
Mo Ran was stunned.
He clearly remembered that in his previous life, this Jiao Dragon could speak. Why was it mute in this life?
After the mute dragon finished writing these two words, it immediately denied itself. It used its thick and fat claws to erase the words and wrote another string of words.
No, a mortal can't have such strong spiritual energy. Then, are you a God?
Mo Ran: "ā¦"
The old Jiao Dragon thought for a moment, shook its head, and wrote again.
You're not a God. You have evil aura on you.
Are you a Ghost?
Mo Ran thought to himself, What a mess!
I'm just reborn, what's there to think about? Hurry up and give me my knife!
The old Jiao Dragon seemed to see through his eagerness to get the knife. It suddenly raised its ferocious claws and pressed the Mo Knife under its claws. Its other claws erased the original marks, added a handful of snow, and continued to write.
Don't be offended.
I saw two other shadows on your body. It's really rare to see them in my life.
Are you a human or a ghost, a god or a demon?
Mo Ran raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course I'm a human.
Do you even need to say that? "He was just a person who had died once.
The old Jiao Dragon paused and wrote again, A person's soul is divided like this.
He had never seen or heard of such a thing before.
Mo Ran saw that it was shaking its head and wagging its tail, and could not help but laugh. "What's so strange about it? Senior, what will make you willing to give me your knife?"
The old Jiao Dragon sized him up for a while and wrote:
Then stand there and don't move. Let me cast a spell to take a look at your soul. I'll give you the knife, okay?
"ā¦"
He did not expect it to make such a request. Mo Ran was slightly stunned and hesitated.
He wondered what would happen if this old thing could see what happened in his previous life.
However, the knife was right in front of him. The power of this Mo Knife was fierce and ruthless. It was a rare divine weapon in the world. If he rejected it, it would be impossible to obtain it in the future.
After hesitating for a moment, Mo Ran looked up and asked, "Yes, but Senior, will you be willing to give me the knife no matter what you see on me?"
The old Jiao Dragon wrote:
This is the rule. I naturally won't go back on my word.
Regardless of whether I was good or evil in the past?
The old Jiao Dragon paused for a while and then wrote:
Even if you were evil in the past, I can't stop you. I only hope that you will be good in the future.
Mo Ran rubbed his palms and said with a smile, "Alright, since Senior has said so, I naturally have nothing to refuse.
Senior, please cast your spell and take a look. "
The old Jiao Dragon raised its body slightly and arched its dragon body that was overflowing with light. It exhaled a breath, and then its eyes glowed with a bright red glow.
Mo Ran looked up and found that the layer of red light was actually a thin layer of fog.
The blood fog gradually deepened and gradually covered his reflection.
After a long while, when the fog slowly dispersed, his standing figure reappeared in the old Jiao Dragon's eyes.
However, this time, Mo Ran suddenly realized that in addition to himself, two other blurry shadows were also reflected in the dragon's eyes. They were standing faintly behind him, one on the left and one on the right.
Mo Ran was shocked and immediately turned his head to look, but there was nothing behind him. It was snowing. Where was the figure of the other people?
When he turned his head again, the two people in the dragon's eyes became clearer and clearer. It was like something that was slowly rising from the bottom of the water. Mo Ran stared at them for a while and suddenly felt that the two shadows were very familiar. He couldn't help but take two steps forward. Unexpectedly, the two shadows in the dragon's eyes suddenly opened from their closed state!
Shi Mei!
Chu Wanning?!
He didn't expect that it would be them. Mo Ran was very shocked. He staggered two steps back and couldn't finish his sentence, "How ā this is ā"
The three people in the old Jiao Dragon's eyes stood quietly. Their faces were calm, without the slightest expression. They just peacefully stared into the distance.
Mo Ran was extremely shocked. After a while, he saw the red blood fog rise again. The shadows in the dragon's eyes began to turn from clear to blurry, and finally disappeared.
The old Jiao Dragon exhaled, the dragon's whiskers trembled, and then quickly wrote:
I can't see through it. In all my life, I have never seen a person's soul imprinted with the mark of two other people.
It's very strange.
"My, my soul ā¦ has their mark?"
Yes.
After the old Jiao Dragon finished writing this word, he paused for a moment and wrote again:
I don't know what happened to you. How deep is your obsession that you can entangle with other people in your soul?
Mo Ran stared at the crooked words on the snow, as if he was choking. His face slowly turned red.
His obsession with Shi Mei was deep in his bones. Even if it was engraved in his soul, even if the old Jiao Dragon could see him together with Shi Mei, he didn't think it was a big deal.
But Chu Wanning ā¦ What was going on?
What obsession could he have with Chu Wanning?
Could excessive hatred be a kind of entanglement?
The man and the dragon were so deep in thought that they didn't notice a slight strange wrinkle on the water of the Jincheng Pool.
By the time the monstrous waves broke through the sky and split the shore, it was already too late.
The water of the Jincheng Pool was split into two, as if it was cut by a knife and an axe. Two groups of strange beasts rushed out from the waves. They had the bodies of leopards and the heads of cows. Although they weren't as big as the old Jiao Dragon, they had sharp horns on their heads and sharp claws.
Hundreds of them gathered together, but the old Jiao Dragon wasn't afraid. He looked at them with his yellow eyes.
Mo Ran asked, "What's going on?"
The old Jiao Dragon paused and wrote: Gouchen Upper Palace.
Glancing at these four words, Mo Ran felt like he was struck by lightning.
Gouchen Upper Palace's Master killed and ruled all the weapons in the world.
This Incipient God created the world's first sword and helped Fuxi eliminate the Demon Bandits.
That awe-inspiring Incipient God was actually these hundreds of cows?
This was too shocking. Mo Ran couldn't accept it. While he was in a daze, he suddenly heard the sound of xun from afar.
The xun was a very ancient instrument. In their era, not many people knew how to play it.
As the xun sound got closer, the stampeding beasts gradually stopped. In the end, they bent their front legs and knelt on the two sides.
When the tide of beasts dispersed, a man wearing luxurious clothes and carrying a long sword rode over on a qilin.
The man had a handsome face and delicate features. He had a very gentle face.
He stood in the wind with snow on his body. His clothes fluttered softly in the wind. The xun in his hand had a glossy luster. His ten fingers pressed on the hole and he put it near his mouth to play.
As the last note stopped, the hundreds of cow heads turned into water droplets. They were formed by an illusion.
The man put down the xun and sized up Mo Ran. Then, he smiled warmly, "You're indeed a rare talent.
No wonder Wangyue is so curious about you.
I'm Gouchen Upper Palace and I live in the Jincheng Pool.
The weapons in the pool are all made by me.
It's just a small trick, please excuse me. "
Although the old dragon wrote it down and the man said it himself, Mo Ran was still in disbelief. He asked, "You're Gouchen Upper Palace?"
The man was impatient, however. He smiled and said, "That's me."
Mo Ran was about to suffocate, "ā¦ You're the Master of Weapons?"
"That's right."
Gouchen Upper Palace raised his eyebrows and smiled, "That's what the later generations call me. I'm ashamed. I just had nothing to do, so I decided to make a small knife and a small whip. You've overestimated me."
Mo Ran was speechless.
It was annoying when powerful people became humble. Chu Wanning said calmly, "I have three divine weapons". Gouchen Upper Palace was even more annoying. He actually called the weapons he made "small knife" and "small whip".
Why didn't he call the Fuxi Emperor "little old man"?
Mo Ran took a long time to recover and said, "Then, then, shouldn't you be in the Realm of Gods?
Why are you in this ā¦ this pool ā¦ "
"I like to knock and knock and often disturb the Heavenly Emperor's peace.
Instead of being looked down upon by him in the Realm of Gods, I might as well go down to the mortal world. "
ā¦
Mo Ran was speechless, "How long have you been here?"
Gouchen Upper Palace thought for a while and smiled, "It's been a few hundred years."
"ā¦ A few hundred years," Mo Ran repeated and laughed dryly, "Don't you think it's a little long?"
Gouchen Shanggong smiled and waved his sleeves nonchalantly.
"Not really.
Moreover, after forging the sword for the Heavenly Emperor, I've used up a lot of my divine power. It's boring to stay in the Realm of Gods. It's much better here. "
Although Mo Ran was curious about the legendary God of Massacre, it was not good to ask about his personal matters. He thought for a while and felt that something else was more important, so he said, "Exalted God, you didn't come to see me today just because my soul is special, right?"
"Why not?
Your spiritual power is rare, it's rare. "Gouchen Upper Palace smiled," It's a waste of your talent to only give you this Modao. "
Mo Ran said, "Haha, it's alright. I think this sword suits me well."
"At first glance, I thought so too." Gouchen Upper Palace smiled, "After careful observation, I realized that's not the case.
Your talent is rare and I'm curious about it, so I came to invite you to the bottom of the lake for a chat.
I want to see which of those thousands of weapons is most suitable for you. "
"ā¦"
This was a huge shock. Even though the Emperor Ta was very knowledgeable, he was still stunned.
The Master of Weapons actually invited him to ā¦ pick a weapon?
Gouchen Upper Palace saw that he did not speak and thought that he was afraid to go, so he said, "Don't worry. Although there are many demons in the water, they all listen to me and won't hurt you.
Wangyue can vouch for that. "
The old dragon did not say anything and slowly bowed his head.
Mo Ran saw that he was sincerely inviting him and could not help but be moved, "If I go, can you grant me a request?"
"What request?"
"The person who asked for the sword just now is my close friend."
As Mo Ran spoke, he pointed to the shore behind the enchantment and showed Shumi to him. "He asked for a sword but couldn't get one. So I thought, if I can fulfill the Exalted God's wish, can the Exalted God also fulfill my wish and give him a weapon?"
"I thought it was something big, it's just a small matter." Gouchen Upper Palace smiled and suddenly waved his hand. The enchantment disappeared immediately.
"This is very easy.
Let the three of them come over.
If there's a weapon that you like, just take it. "
Mo Ran was overjoyed. He didn't expect to find what he was looking for so effortlessly.
Shi Mo being able to obtain the Divine Martial Weapon made him even more excited than him obtaining an even more powerful weapon.
He immediately agreed to Gouchen Upper Palace. When Shi Mei and the rest arrived, he told them about the situation. Shi Mei and Xue Meng's eyes widened, even Chu Wanning was slightly moved.
Gouchen Upper Palace looked at them from the side and suddenly seemed to realize something, "Hmm?" He stared at Chu Wanning.