Chapter 41: The Swallow Returns to Its Nest
War, and the Criminal Investigation Department. There's always some friction between them.Among these, the Daoist academy focuses on cultivating cultivators. It's the most difficult to enter and boast...The sword furnace flames never die, the honest sparrow watches silently.
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Carefully put in all kinds of precious materials.
If someone with discerning eyes sees this, they will understand the sacrifices that LIANQUE has made.
Among them are priceless materials like flowing gold stone and drinking light mud. In terms of rarity alone, it is entirely justified for Jiang Wang to return that life token.
The Lian clan's lives were dictated by fate, so they cherished freedom above all else.
Lian Que said that even if he died, he would not hand over his life card. This was no empty boast. If there wasn't another way in the Tianfu Secret Realm, he wouldn't use this as proof.
Because only his fate cards could express his intention of owing no one anything.
So, the moment he discovered the destiny card on Jiang Wang's body, he roughly understood his choices in the Tianfu Secret Realm.
Jiang Wang didn't let him make the wrong choice, and he wouldn't let Jiang Wang make the wrong choice either.
The Lian clan's direct lineage only had the opportunity to cast weapons in an ancient furnace three times in their entire history. This opportunity was generally reserved for breakthroughs during the casting master bottleneck period. He was willing to offer this precious opportunity to Jiang Wang, just to have him forge a sword.
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Lian Que's strength wasn't bad. Back then in the Tianfu Secret Realm, if it weren't for those people constantly scheming against him, he might not have been eliminated.
In the art of forging weapons, he was particularly gifted. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become one of the only ten descendants of the Lian clan in this generation who mastered their own destiny.
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The material gradually melted in the crucible, and he infused it with different seals, each step as precise as a Mohist automaton.
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And from beginning to end, Jiang Wang simply sat beside him, meditating and channeling the Tao.
Time flies, and three days and three nights have passed.
To be honest, Lian Que was truly surprised by Jiang Wang's powerful aura of Dao Origin!
For three days and three nights, Jiang Wang still hadn't reached the point of exhaustion.
What he didn't know was that now, with Jiāng Wàngjiǔ's great star river path spinning and combined with the entangled starlight serpent, even if he didn't practice the Chongmai cultivation method, eighty-four Dao Origins would be automatically born every day, exceeding the number of ninety-nines.
If one were to consider Jiang Wang as a vein of Tao Yuan stones, he could practically produce a hundred-yuan stone every day. Not to mention his relentless cultivation, attending early and late classes without fail.
If it weren't for the practice of Taoism and the scouring of the heavenly gates, both of which consume a large amount of Tao Yuan, the "Treasury" in Tongtian Palace would have long been "full."
The little sparrow still woke up Jiang Wang who was in meditation: "The stage of smelting the ore is over, you can now relax and rest. I'll call you when needed."
Jiang Wang immediately stopped.
Actually, three days and three nights of Dao Yuan's infusion did not tire him out, because he was always in a state of meditation, so his spirit was also very good.
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Even though Lian Que was focused on forging his sword, he wasn't bored.
He resumed his interrupted three-day pulse channeling practice, catching up on "schoolwork," by himself. Afterward came the Four Spirit Body Refining Art. Over time, both the Azure Dragon chapter and Vermilion Bird chapter had already been completed.
While the Xuanwu chapter had originally progressed slowly, after witnessing that enormous turtle beast in Youguo, its majestic and powerful aura, belonging to a strong divine essence of the domineering bloodline, greatly inspired Jiang Wang. It was almost as if it brought the Xuanwu chapter to fruition all at once.
He is now focusing on the White Tiger chapter, just one step away from completing the Four Spirits.
After completing the cultivation of the Four Spirits Body Refining Technique, he began practicing the three Dao techniques that Chong Xuan had brought.
Without mentioning the already marked "Tiong Tian Gong" on the tiger, both the Sea of Flowers and the Thorns Crown require further familiarity before they can be wielded at will.
And so, three more days passed.
Lian Que was intoxicated by the essence and refinement of the mineral liquid, only relaxing a little at this moment. He glanced at Jiang Wang and couldn't help but be surprised, "Have you always been this dedicated to your cultivation Don't you need a break or relaxation"
"Used to it."
Lian Que nodded: “You weren't able to become the victor of the Heavenly Mansion Secret Realm for no reason.”
After some thought, he added, “Your sword is almost finished. What are your thoughts on it”
Jiang Wang looked at him, very seriously said: "You've worked hard."
This wasn't just polite talk. He practiced diligently himself, and he could also see how hard LIANQUE worked. Without exaggeration, at this moment, in his eyes, even LIANQUE's face, which looked especially clear under the firelight, seemed much more endearing.
The sparrow crane looked at the situation in the sword furnace and said, "I am asking you about your thoughts on the sword. Not me."
"You are a family of armorers, a genius among armorers. I have no ideas, I trust you."
The magpie shrugged its shoulders and said nothing more.
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After about half an incense stick's time.
His hands danced, weaving intricate hand seals. Finally, with a outward thrust of his right hand, a stream of molten metal surged from the sword furnace.
The moment it was exposed to the air, it crackled and popped!
As if all that exists between heaven and earth is merely its condensation.
The metallic slurry solidified into a crimson iron rod, which then quickly turned dark. Finally, it was placed on the anvil by the sparrow.
“Come, you forge it yourself.” Lian Que handed over a hammer the size of a human head.
The moment Jiang Wang received it, his hand went heavy. He mobilized his Dao Yuan only to stabilize himself, and couldn't help but be startled in his heart.
Given his current physique, he could easily lift several hundred kilograms with one hand. It's surprising that he still struggled to lift this iron hammer.
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“I’m going to make the final preparations. You are responsible for forging the sword blank. Forge it five thousand times on the front, then five thousand times on the back. Repeat this cycle. Don’t stop until I say so.”
Lian Que, after giving his instructions, turned and walked into the sword formation.
And behind him, the sound of hammering iron had already begun.
I don't know how long it had been.
Jiang Wangshi could no longer remember how much time had passed.
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He was too tired.
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The arm was even numb, completely without feeling.
Although he mastered many techniques of qigong, in the end, he could only rely on his own physical body.
He persevered entirely through astonishing willpower, supported by the Dao Yuan continuously produced by the Xinghe Dao's vortex.
The sparrow had never shown up, he even suspected that the fellow had gone home to sleep.
But not that long.
At first, he could still think about all sorts of things. Later, he could only empty his mind.
Since the swallow said not to stop, he couldn't stop.
After all, this is his own weapon.
He had nothing before him, and no one behind him.
One is one's own only reliable person.
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Persistence is his only reliance.
Through countless beatings, he vaguely connected with the sword embryo hammered under his hand. It was a very faint feeling, but because of its sharpness, it couldn't be ignored.
Later on, Jiang Wang unconsciously began to run the White Tiger Refining Body Scripture.
The original Four Spirits Body Refining Technique was based on the White Tiger Body Refining Technique, and the White Tiger chapter is the most important part.
Now that the four spirits' body tempering has reached its final stage, the sword implements also perfectly align with the Western gold.
With hammering and hammering, Jiang Wang's arms slowly regained feeling.
First it was a dull ache, then a sharp pain. He gritted his teeth and endured both.
Finally, he felt blood flowing in his arm, strong and warm.
The Baita Lianti Chapter progresses rapidly.
Just as he had adapted, even gotten used to it, he heard the sound of a skylark.
“OK.”
The robin's voice was weary.
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Jiang Wang instinctively stopped.
After the exhilaration from cultivating his Four Spirits and refining his body faded, he suddenly felt weak all over.
However, the iron smith ignored him. The man had both hands red and raw, and he directly grasped the sword embryo that was extremely hot from repeated hammering, and threw it back into the furnace.
“For the past three days and nights, I have fasted and meditated, using the secret techniques of the Lian family. I am now fully prepared.”
It seemed like three days and three nights had passed again. Jiang Wang thought dazedly.
“I have you enter a state of meditation and tranquility, so that your most pure essence can be cultivated. I want your sword to perceive you from the moment it is born through this essence. Then, having you forge the blade is to ensure your qi, spirit, and energy are integrated into it, achieving the ultimate understanding.”
The magpie pinches its beak like a flying bird, its expression crazed.
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"So I needn't ask you any further. This is the very sword you desire most!"
Now, you can give it a name.
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Jiang Wang strained his eyes to look up.
Suddenly, my eyes lit up!
As if stung by something, a single tear rolled down her cheek.
In Jiang Wang's eyes, a sword embryo without a concrete shape rose in the fire.
But that sharpness, that aura, had already captivated him.
At this moment, hundreds of images flashed through his mind.
Just like moonlight that's inescapable, the moment you see it, you're already enveloped by it.
During the process of instilling Dao Yuan and forging the sword embryo, he completely emptied himself.
The swordsman before him, in a certain sense, was a reflection of his innermost self.
What was buried deep in Jiang Wang's heart
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It is that once-in-a-lifetime, unattainable moon, the ever-receding ideal, and the hometown one can never return to.
Jiang Wang said with an indescribable feeling, his voice filled with emotion: "Let's call it 'Long Xiang Si'."
"Longing for you."
Lian Que murmured the name, staring fixedly at Jian Pi.
No true armorer ever feels nothing for the weapons they forge, but he truly felt something touching his very soul in this blade, not yet fully formed.
The former country of the Lian clan, where they once resided, now stands as the Xia Kingdom.
But Xia was not the nation that overthrew the former state of Lian. The nation before Xia had already been conquered by Xia. Hatred has nowhere to go.
When the country was destroyed, the Lian clan fled and dispersed their whole family, moving to the state of Qi.
For many years after, the members of the Lian clan became strangers in a foreign land.
At first, the Lian clan couldn't gain recognition from the local people of Qi and was ostracized. They also couldn't earn the trust of the Qi court; even outstanding young men couldn't be entrusted with important responsibilities.
Because he missed his home country, and his home country was in the south, the Li family named the city they built "Nan Yao".
Over the years of development, the old country has long since disappeared into the dust of history. The Lian family, relying on their growing reputation in the weaponsmiths' guild, gradually gained a foothold in the State of Qi.
But discrimination has never disappeared, and the divide remains.
Initially, outside the Man Yue Tan lake, Chong Xuan Sheng allowed Jiang Wang to not be afraid of the Lian clan. Though it was support for a friend, it also reflected this phenomenon to some extent.
In the hearts of many members of the Lian clan, they also have a hometown that they can never return to. They are always foreigners.
The humble sparrow slowly closed its wings.
A ball of light, encasing a sword, was placed in Jiang Wang's hand.
That was like handing over a beam of moonlight.
The light faded.
But look,
The blade is slightly flattened, resembling a full moon.
The sword guard's engraving, like lovesickness twisting and entwining.
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The sword ridge is straight and sturdy, and the sword's edge is sharp and thin.
The sword shone with a visible chill. The blade itself, however, seemed to vanish into its own brilliance.
As for its appearance, the hilt is like ink, and the blade is like snow. Not a single flaw can be seen.
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On the ridge of the sword, near the guard, there are three characters inscribed: "Qi Wen".
Return to one's nest.
The sword's name is "Longxiangsi", and its inscription is "Yan Gui Chao".
Longing for You — To Jiang Wang in the Distant SouthLonging, as a swallow returns to its nest.
In the month of frost, store wine; in the third month, get drunk.
Flowers are like makeup, willows are like waists.
I wish to send the date of my return by swallow.
To and fro all over the place, a long journey indeed. (1)
Over thousands of mountains, with a single heart's resolve.
After thousands of mountains, the wings grow old.
Having looked at every eaves, there is none alike.
Spring swallows cannot return to their nests.
Wandering through the deserted city, I weep like a mournful bird.
The four seasons have come and gone, with summer giving way to winter.
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To ask where the villagers are,
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A homesick person is in the distant south.
Longing, always like a knife.
Note:
(1) The state of Chu was to the west of the state of Qi.
(2) The four seasons have come to an end because Fenglin City has been forever frozen in time, with no more spring, summer, autumn, or winter. Swallows need not return, nor do they need to depart again.
I feel there should be a poem to accompany this sword. So I wrote it from Jiang Wang's perspective. Jiang Wang isn't a man of letters, and this poem doesn't necessarily reflect his abilities in that area. It's simply me "writing for him" out of feeling. At the same time, I hope readers can better understand these emotions through the poem.ou really think the six armies of Chu are made of straw“This scholar really existed, and this article is also real.” A voice wandering along the sides of the street replied: “But whether it is really...