What shocked Zhou Sen was that this incomplete Tang sword actually carried a military commander's military life.
Zhou Sen forgot to refine the weapon, and he was deeply attracted by the memory carried by this Tang sword.
Tang Dao's memory shows that this military commander has a very high position, but he seems to like to lead the charge into battle. Most of the scenes show him fighting bloody battles on the battlefield, including deserts, grasslands, and brutal sieges, and his
The weapons are not just this Tang Dao, there are also Mo Dao, horizontal knives, bows and arrows, spears, etc., and this Tang Dao is just one of his many weapons.
Zhou Sen forgot to refine the weapon, he was completely immersed in the memories carried by Tang Dao.
Rolling yellow sand.
Endless prairie.
Towering city walls.
A heroic and vast poem.
A rain of arrows covered the sky.
Burning smoke...
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This was a military commander who had experienced hundreds of battles, and he eventually died on the battlefield. Even Tang Dao carried the scene of his death on the battlefield. He stood as strong as a mountain under the siege of thousands of soldiers.
On the contrary, he has been killing people all the time. He is like the undefeated God of War, with mountains of corpses piled up around him.
He ultimately lost.
The flags were burned.
The camp was breached.
Under the rain of arrows that blocked the sky, his body froze, but he did not fall. He stood like a sculpture on the battlefield, and time stood still, forming a shocking picture.
The enemy's high-ranking general personally collected the bones and gave them a grand burial, and the weapons he used were buried with him.
The owner of the knife rests underground, but the story of the knife does not end.
The tomb was robbed by tomb thieves, and the rich burial objects were looted. The Tang knife that once killed people on the battlefield was like a chopping of vegetables and melons. It was appreciated in the hands of countless people and bid at countless auctions. Finally, it fell into the hands of countless people.
In the hands of executives, executives in suits and leather shoes often pull out the Tang Dao alone to examine it, and carefully wipe it with oil. Presumably, he also has a dream of riding a horse across the battlefield with a sword...
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This is a story.
The story of a knife.
The knife has no feelings, but people have feelings. This knife has experienced the killings in the flames of the war, experienced the blood boiling, experienced the burial without seeing the light of day, and also experienced the comfort and leisure of the prosperous age.
Zhou Sen held the long knife in his hand and let out a long sigh.
Perhaps, one day, the next owner of this knife will also find his own shadow in this knife.
Who is that general?
Zhou Sen wanted to know who the general was, but even if he shook his head, he knew that it didn't make any sense, because that was a story thousands of years ago, and in the vast history, such a
There are countless generals.
knife.
Tang Dao.
A Tang Dao that can carry memories.
Zhou Sen raised the Tang Dao in his hand. The blade had been melted like water and emitted a dazzling light. However, it did not flow down, but condensed as before. The incomplete blades were all the same.
good!
good!
You are a good knife, and I will never let you down!
Zhou Sen felt a burst of joy from Tang Dao, just like the joy that metal exudes in a furnace. This is a living knife, it can feel the owner's heart, it can feel the owner's heroism.
Knife, weapon, likes to kill.
No knife in the world wants to be a toy that collectors play with all day long. What a knife likes is to stir up blood, like to be murderous, and like to charge into battle among thousands of troops.
Zhou Sen gave this Tang Dao a new lease of life.
Zhou Sen held the shiny red Tang Dao in both hands, and kept moving his Dantian.
The light slowly dimmed.
The originally sharp blade became more and more dazzling, especially the straight blade, which made people feel inexplicably heartbroken.
Perfect!
Zhou Sen saw that the notch on the blade had disappeared and was replaced by sharp straight lines. The history of the blade had gone through many vicissitudes, but it had gained a creepy killing aura.
The knife is very pleasant, it always exudes a joyful mood.
A knife is a tool for killing people, not an antique for people to appreciate...
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Zhou Sen withdrew the warm current in his Dantian. What surprised him was that the Tang Dao immediately became as cold as before. The heat and brightness seemed to be an illusion. However, the perfect blade told him that it was not an illusion, but a reality.
Already.
This was Zhou Sen's first time refining a weapon. Then, he met a Tang Dao that carried countless memories. He did two things. First, he listened to the Tang Dao's experience; second, he repaired the Tang Dao.
The incomplete blade.
This is a perfect weapon refining experience.
Zhou Sen held the handle of the Tang Dao and slowly inserted it into the scabbard. The joy disappeared, the surging life disappeared, and everything fell into a deep sleep.
Good knife!
Zhou Sen put down the knife in his hand and started to activate the warm current. Now, he wanted to test "Galaxy Refining".
Zhou Sen has never thought about being a weapon refiner for the rest of his life. He wants to turn "Galaxy Refining" into a means of killing people, so he has to keep testing and turn smelting metal into a means of killing people.
A temperature that can smelt metal and easily kill any organic life.
Zhou Sen is a scientist, so he naturally knows what the superpower he has developed can do.
This was an exciting night, because for the first time, Zhou Sen truly had his own powerful personal power, and he also truly inherited the power of Zhou Sen, the best gangster in the universe.
The best gangster in the universe!
Zhou Senjie smiled cruelly.
Since you have replaced me with the gangster Zhou Sen, then I will use the identity of the gangster Zhou Sen to plunge you into endless fear. I will find you one by one and hang you on the gallows one by one.
Zhou Sen didn't know that the murderous aura in his heart had been fully activated by a knife. A knife that had been used for thousands of years, a knife that carried memories, had found a new owner, and the new owner made it look brand new.
life, it also transforms its owner...
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"Dong dong dong dong..." There was a rapid knock on the door outside.
"Come in." Zhou Sen opened his eyes.
"Woooooooo..."
Lu Yun cried and opened the door and knelt on the ground, while Olin stood at the door with an embarrassed look. Obviously, she tried to stop Lu Yun, but in the end Lu Yun still knocked on Zhou Sen's door.
"Get up and talk." Zhou Sen nodded to Olin outside the door and motioned to Lu Yun who was kneeling on the ground.
"Woooooooo..."
"Don't say anything until you get up." Zhou Sen's voice was cold.
"Uh-huh... Wuwu... My... My colleague... She sent a message for help through our private channel, saying... saying... that they were abused by a bad boy... Wuwu... she didn't want to live.
It's over..." Lu Yun stood up and cried, but she was too emotional and couldn't explain.