Under the low laurel tree, there is a stone table, and there are three stone benches next to the stone table.

A middle-aged man was sitting alone in the elegant and quiet fragrance of the osmanthus tree. He was wearing a quaint linen gown, his long hair was casually dispersed, and his whole body looked unkempt.

Putting down the wine glass, he glanced at the main universe, and a faint curve gradually hangs on the corner of his mouth.

"I entered a chat group, is it as for floating like this?"

On a mountain top of a lonely peak of thousands of feet, Gu Kun sat cross-legged on a bluestone, carefully examining a long sword in his hand with a simple shape and a breath of time, and then gently closing his eyes.

This is an ancient sword that is three feet, six inches, five inches, and three inches wide. The sword body is like a mixture of ancient black gold and meteorite iron from the sky, shining with a faint faint light. A bright golden thread stroked across the sword body and flowed to the tip of the sword, becoming the heart of this murderous weapon.

The golden thread is the golden gold that was injected into the sword body after melting.

It was like a living snake, tightly locked in the sword, flashing with light. I don’t know if it was light flowing or gold flowing, but when the light flowed through the golden thread, the whole sword was filled with a faint sound of thunder.

This is the first evil sword in ancient times, the ancestor sword, Duansheng!

"The soul casts a sword, but it's a cruel person." When recalling the process of Xiangyuan casting a sword, Gu Kun couldn't help but sigh that this old man is really a cruel person.

The blood-coated formation sacrificed the souls of ten thousand people. In the end, he simply jumped into the sword furnace and became a sword spirit with his body. It was only after Duansheng was forged.

It is a sword that can cut the world and break the rivers and mountains - because it is the first sword clearly known to the world, many people call it the "ancestral sword".

Fuxi kept his promise and soon handed over the ancestor sword to Gu Kun.

This idiot ancestor sword can be used to exchange for more advanced artifact refining books in other worlds, and it is not a loss no matter how you look at it.

According to legend, the sword-casting place where the ancestor sword was cast was decades, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years after the sword was cast. Death was finally no longer an illusory noun. It seemed to have become a real, visible, and tangible nightmare condensed in front of the eyes and could not be dissipated for a long time.

The ancestor sword, which absorbed Xiangyuan's soul and more than 17,000 unjust souls, should have been soaring to the sky, but because Xiangyuan's sword spirit fell asleep, the ancestor sword did not emit any evil energy at this time.

"A sword kills the god, and in one thought... this sword is OK."

Slowly opening his eyes, Gu Kun felt the destructive evil spirit hidden deep in the sword, and a ripples appeared in his eyes.

The ancestor sword, this is the real sword of death in this world!

In terms of power alone, some worlds are weaker than holy weapons and magical tools.

If you bring it back to the prehistoric world and re-spend it again, you can barely reach the power of an ordinary immortal weapon. It is worthy of Gu Kun's current realm, much stronger than the spiritual bell that Qingfeng gave him at the beginning.

Gu Kun also saw the Fen Ji in Chuan Yun's hand. Compared with the ancestor sword in front of him, he was indeed his younger brother.

"What a pity, if you can reach a higher level in other worlds."

With Gu Kun's current realm, his spiritual sense can also detect the sleeping sword spirit in the ancestor's sword - Xiangyuan.

As the younger brother of the ancient demon god Chi You, Xiangyuan, although born weak, has embarked on a shocking path in the way of making swords.

Being able to explore the "Soul Sword Forging" method will make people die. The soul becomes a piece of material needed for his sword making process, which is no different from ore, and it can also prove his profound attainments in the art of refining weapons.

Even the Longyuan tribe that cast the Seven Evil Swords only inherited part of Xiangyuan's sword-making skills.

In addition to his profound attainments in sword making, Xiangyuan is also a man of great perseverance. At the last moment of refining the ancestor sword, he jumped into the sword furnace and used his three souls and seven spirits to sacrifice his life to the sword.

It can only be said that Xiangyuan was born in the wrong era and the wrong world. If he put it in a vast world, his life would be better. With his talent for sword making, he might be able to stand at a higher level.

"Seeking benevolence and getting benevolence, and dying to be worthy of one's own place."

Gently touching the sword body, Gu Kun sighed quietly.

This cruelty and madness have the simplest motivation.

Fight against the sky? Kill the gods and kill the sky? Leave a name in history? Change your destiny?

None!!!

Maybe when he first swung the stone hammer and thought of that strange way, he was already crazy.

Because from then on, what he thought was nothing more than the simplest reward of the person who saved him, loved him, depended on him for life, cared for and quarreled, blamed and protected him, and rewarded him with the second life, who was destined to be the closest person in his life.

He has been working firmly in this direction, step by step, towards success and destruction.

Brother, I am weak, incompetent, and useless, but I can give you the sharpest sword in the world.

Well... If such a plot can be written into a novel and posted on Jinjiang, it will definitely attract the pursuit of countless fuchsians.

Putting the ancestor sword into the dantian, Gu Kun stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the world with a plain look.

This world was once a memory of his childhood of countless peers before he traveled through time, and it also moved countless players.

But now Gu Kun is no longer the second-year junior. As for the game characters he admired when he was young, he now took a look at them and stopped watching them.

In the eyes of people of different realms, the same world has completely different appearances.

In his eyes, this thousand world is just an inconspicuous corner of the heavens and all worlds, and he can no longer raise any interest in it.

"It's time to go back."

In the world of Fairy Sword, he could no longer be interested in it, so he thought about it, opened the chat group interface, and returned to the prehistoric world.

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Wuguanzhuang

In the quiet and elegant courtyard, Gu Kun stood in the pavilion, took a deep breath of spiritual energy, and looked intoxicated.

How can the light of rice grains compete with the moon for brilliance?

Although the concentration of spiritual energy in the Fairy Sword World is far higher than that of the Doupo World I visited last time, it is still far inferior to that of the prehistoric world.

Taking out the ancestral sword and staring at the sword body that was shining with a faint light, Gu Kun also had plans in his heart.

"Xiangyuan's sword spirit must erase spiritual wisdom"

Only by breaking the old shackles can you gain a new life!!!

The artifact refining techniques in the Zhongqian world are placed in such advanced worlds as the prehistoric world. Even though there are many highlights, they actually have many defects.

If this ancestor sword wants to play the greatest role in his hands, he must re-sacrifice and be branded as a prehistoric immortal weapon.

The biggest obstacle in front of Gu Kun is Xiangyuan’s sword spirit!
Chapter completed!