The great elder of the Laoshan Sword Sect is named Yuan Jiujian, and he is the most senior senior figure in the current generation of the Laoshan Sect. Even the current head of the Laoshan Sect is respectfully called Yuan Jiujian, Uncle.
Although Yuan Jiujian is old, he has a great body, and his body is full of tendons that would make even a bodybuilding champion envious. Unfortunately, his bones have shrunk a bit, and he is less than 1.5 meters tall.
Yuan Jianxin introduced again: "My Tao Xin Sword was forged by the great elder's disciple."
Yan Shouyi had seen the power of the Peach Heart Sword before. Yuan Jianxin's combat effectiveness increased by at least 30% with the Peach Heart Sword.
Such a powerful sword is actually the work of Yuan Jiujian's apprentice. One can only imagine how powerful Yuan Jiujian is.
But Yan Shouyi didn't understand why Yuan Jianxin brought Yuan Jiujian to their Minjiao. Is it because tomorrow the Minjiao would receive leaders of other folk sects?
After Yan Shouyi raised his doubts, Yuan Jiujian stroked his beard and said:
"Twenty years ago, I decided not to make swords again in this life. In the past twenty years, no matter how much anyone paid to ask me to do it, I never agreed. But not long ago, there was an interesting request from a younger generation.
I made a sword for him. I didn't want to take action at first, but after hearing his story, I thought about it again and again and decided to come back to help."
After all the words have been said, if Yan Shouyi still can't guess the whole story, then he is really a fool.
Yan Shou turned around and looked at Long Feicheng floating in mid-air.
Long Feicheng chuckled, first bowed to Yuan Jiujian very politely, and then smiled at Yan Shouyi: "The person I was waiting for has arrived."
"I'm sorry, senior, we haven't discussed the sword-making issue yet. Please give us some time."
Yan Shouyi apologized, bowed to Yuan Jiujian, and then dragged Long Feicheng aside.
"Xiaolong, what do you mean?" Yan Shouyi said with a dark face, "You want to use the Zanpakutō as a sword soul? Why didn't you discuss this with me in advance?!"
The Zanpakuto is a peerless magic weapon that has been passed down for thousands of years and has absorbed countless evil spirits. However, it is not blessed by the true dragon purple energy like the Zulong Sword, so it is still a little far away from a real magic weapon.
How to bridge this distance?
Before Xie Qingcang died, he had already told Yan Shouyi the answer: to find a weapon spirit for the Zanpakutō, that is, the sword soul.
Once the Zanpakutō has a soul, it will rise to a very terrifying level, and can even compete with the Zulong Sword.
This also means that Yan Shouyi's combat effectiveness can also be greatly improved.
But there is another problem with this method.
Any weapon spirit needs to have its soul sealed into the weapon by a powerful swordsmith with its voluntary consent.
Who would want to be sealed in a cold weapon forever and lose their freedom?
It can be said that behind every weapon with a weapon spirit, there must be a tearful story. What really affects these weapons is not the weapon spirit, but the emotional bond between the weapon spirit and the owner of the weapon.
Facing Yan Shouyi's questioning, Long Feicheng seemed very indifferent.
He said with a playful smile:
"Actually, when I asked Grandma Liu to tattoo my vagina in Qiantang, I already knew that my previous life was Xie Qingcang's. At that time, I also became more aware of my mission, which is to fight side by side with you, Brother Yan.
Later, I quietly contacted Yuan Jianxin and conveyed my thoughts to Elder Yuan Jiujian, but to my surprise, the elder actually agreed to my request."
"The ghost tattoos on my body are for you, Brother Yan. The purpose is to help you control the evil spirit. The price is my life. I am afraid that after I die, I will no longer be able to fight side by side with you, so I chose to become a Zanpaku early in the morning.
The soul of the sword, Elder Yuan Jiujian decided to help because of our feelings."
Yan Shouyi interrupted:
"But have you ever thought about the consequences of becoming a sword soul?"
"Unable to be reincarnated? Eternal life is sealed in the Zanpakutō? Maybe after you die, the Zanpakutō is obtained by someone else, and I will become someone else's partner? Or... in a certain battle, I won't
The enemy will eventually disappear completely together with the Zanpakutō... I have considered these consequences." Long Feicheng said sincerely.
He has never been a serious person, and nine out of ten sentences he says are jokes.
But this time, Long Feicheng was extremely sincere.
Yan Shou looked at Longfei City and didn't know what to say for a while.
Finally, he let out a long sigh, shook his head and said: "Xiaolong, no matter in the past life or in this life, I owe you too much. I will not allow you to sacrifice anymore this time. Let go of everything here and go to reincarnation.
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Yuan Jiujian suddenly appeared next to Yan Shouyi and interrupted:
"I would like to remind you that sword making is not possible at any time. For a peerless magic weapon like the Zanpakuto, you need to choose a time before making a sword. I have already calculated it before, and the best day for sword making is today.
Too late, after tonight, you will have to wait another fifteen years!"
Yuan Jiujian has a trace of enthusiasm hidden deep in his eyes. It seems that he also wants to complete this peerless magic weapon. For him, he does not care about the final result of Longfeicheng, so he will secretly persuade Yan Shouyi.
Although Yuan Jiujian's behavior contained personal desires, it was also in line with Long Feicheng's wishes.
Long Feicheng took the opportunity and said:
"Brother Yan, don't you think that it is inevitable that I will become the soul of the sword?"
Yuan Jianxin also persuaded: "We don't want Xiaolong to leave just like this. Besides, you should respect Xiaolong's own ideas."
No matter how others tried to persuade him, Yan Shouyi still insisted on disagreeing.
Long Feicheng had no choice but to float in front of Yan Shouyi and said seriously: "Brother Yan, frankly speaking, I am also very scared of becoming a sword spirit."
"Then why do you still have to become a sword spirit?"
"Because I'm more afraid that you won't be able to defeat the Imperial Master, Brother Yan."
Long Feicheng whispered: "Brother Yan, you are very good to me, and so are Luo Ning and the others, but you have been protecting me all this time, but I want to protect you once too! The national master is not dead yet, you let me
How can I rest assured that I will be reincarnated?"
Yan Shouyi fell silent.
His thoughts were also shaken.
"President Yan, time waits for no one." Yuan Jiujian urged softly.
Yan Shou let out a long sigh.
He finally relented: "Then just follow Xiaolong's wishes."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone relaxed their brows.
Yan Shouyi took out his Zanpakutō and handed it into Yuan Jiujian's hand.
The Zanpakutō was originally completely black, but later, after being enlightened by glacier lotus seeds, it was covered with ice-blue cracks, which actually gave the Zanpakutō a sense of spookiness.
Since Yan Shouyi was able to control the evil spirit, the seal of the six-character Buddhist mantra that Miaoji left on the Zanpakutō has disappeared. But this is a good thing, the power of the Zanpakutō will no longer be limited.