Chapter 018 Me and My Enemy Father and Brother
The slanting sunlight passed through Ming Shaotu's body, nailing him to the ground like countless nails.
There was a slight "rustling" sound in the air, like the sound of metal colliding.
Translucent chains shot out from the long sword on the waist of the Sword Sealing Tower Master. Ming Shaotu did not dodge, allowing them to wrap around his upper body and bind his hands and feet.
"You won't resist?" The Sword Sealing Tower Master drew his sword. "Are you willing to return to the sword?"
A flash of cold light struck Ming Shaotu's eyes, and the silver sword blade looked like a work of art forged from ice and cold moon, flashing with a clear and cold light all over.
There is a circle of red lines in the center of the blade, which looks like the traces of stitching, or like a hideous scar, adding a sense of reality and ferocity to this exquisitely beautiful killing blade.
Ming Shaotu looked at the circle of lines for a long time without saying a word. The chains on his body tightened as time passed, leaving cracks on his body that were turning from solid to virtual, like broken porcelain.
The Wuwen Sword lit up and absorbed his spirit back into its body bit by bit.
Ming Shaotu didn't make any futile struggles. He just sighed and said, "You can't use the complete Wuwen Sword. Isn't it better to keep the status quo?"
"I'm not a swordsman, so whether I can use it or not is never something I consider." The Sword Sealing Tower Master looked at him with a smile, "Its material is very suitable for incorporating into my work, that's enough."
Ming Shaotu's eyes widened slightly, and he understood: "So this is what you wanted to do."
The suction of the spirit sword itself was increasing, and he was left with only a paper-thin brittle shell, with only time left to say one last sentence.
The Sword Sealing Tower Master stroked the delicate lines on the scabbard and said in a condescending tone, "Since you've been so obedient, I won't bother your cheap brother. Just rest assured and enter the sword."
Hearing him mention Ning Bufan, Ming Shaotu frowned, then shook his head and smiled.
At the moment when the sword spirit's body was torn into pieces, he finally uttered his last words.
"One day, you will die from your own obsession..."
The chain carried a stream of light back to the sword, coating the blade with a layer of bright silver.
The Master of the Sword Sealing Tower sheathed his sword, sneered, stretched out his hand and pointed at the colorful rope bracelet that Shao Tu had left on the table, then turned and left.
"That's a good thing."
…
"Shao Tu, I'm back!"
In the evening, Ning Bufan walked into the house excitedly with a fishing rod and a fish basket, but he did not get the expected response. The person who usually came out to greet him was nowhere to be seen.
He scratched his head: "Strange, where are the people?"
Ning Bufan looked around and his eyes fell on the stone table not far away. When he saw the familiar bracelet, his pupils shrank and he quickly stepped forward and picked it up.
The moment his hand touched the bracelet, golden and blue light burst out from it at the same time. The blue light pierced his vital points, and the golden light turned into complex runes surrounding him, trying to block the former's attack, but due to the short time, it failed to completely block it.
Ning Bufan groaned in pain as two cone-like blue halos pierced his right shoulder and left arm.
Blood gushed out, staining his clothes red. Along with the pain came a huge panic, and the panic even overshadowed the heart-piercing pain.
Shao Tu's bracelet was tampered with, so... what about him?
…
Chen Wenjian took off his harmless mask in front of Chen Yunli. Although he did not wear the mask intentionally and it was mostly due to Chen Yunli's misunderstanding, it still brought a huge sense of contrast.
Chen Yunli was stunned for a long time before he realized that his previous worries about his situation were all due to the illusion that he didn't know enough about him.
Chen Wenjian was able to struggle alone in the mortal world for twelve years and live to be accepted as a disciple by the Lord of the Sealed Sword Tower. This was due not only to his almost immortal physique, but also to his clever brain, meticulous mind and innate tenacity.
Even after being accepted as a disciple by a cultivator and undergoing the cruel training method, he still did not let the gift of fate go to his head. Instead, he dug out the plans and goals of the Lord of the Sword Sealing Tower through clues, and catered to him on the surface, but secretly made preparations for a counterattack - judging from what happened in the future, he even succeeded. This kind of person is really terrifyingly powerful.
No wonder as long as he wanted, he could raise a gentleman and pillar of righteousness like Chen Qiaoyun, and not a foolish father-con man like Chen Yunli in the original plot line.
With Chen Wenjian's temperament and strength, Chen Yunli could hardly think of anything he couldn't do.
He had misunderstood before, thinking that this person was just like his friend who had encountered setbacks in real life and needed his comfort, help and company.
After all, although Chen Yunli works for the God Realm, he is essentially an ordinary person. He has no experience in getting along with strong people of Chen Wenjian's level, so a big devil who almost destroyed the world was treated by him as a weak chicken who couldn't take care of himself when encountering problems.
Alas, the shame of life.
Chen Yunli felt a little pain on his face, so he rubbed it hard twice, and intentionally or unintentionally skipped Chen Wenjian's last question.
"Forget it, let's get down to business," he said. "You've decided to kill the Sword Sealing Tower Master, haven't you?"
"You don't want me to kill him?" Chen Wenjian lowered his eyes. "From the moment we met, he and I were determined to fight to the death."
He didn't force Chen Yunli to answer questions that he didn't want to answer.
They have a long way to go.
"I know, just checking your resolve." And checking mine.
Chen Yunli was born in the sunshine and grew up in the spring breeze. His life trajectory was ordinary and smooth. His head was full of legal ideals, and he was somewhat uncomfortable with killing people.
But his mission is to confirm family affection - as close as brothers are also close, and he has already completed this link - to shape Chen Wenjian's life positively. This means that he naturally stands on Chen Wenjian's side, and his position is determined. He and the Lord of the Sealing Sword Tower are also in a life-and-death relationship, and there is no other way to go.
So Chen Yunli hesitated for only a moment before coming to his senses. "Regarding killing your master... the Master of the Sealing Sword Tower, do you have any plans? I'm not talking about something as general as killing him after I become stronger, but a specific, written plan."
"There is no plan, but there is one thing that must be done before killing him. Otherwise, before we take action, he is likely to complete other forging plans in advance and use me to sacrifice the sword." Chen Wenjian quietly replaced "I" with "we".
Chen Yunli didn't notice his little thoughts and was focused on the business: "What's so important?"
Chen Wenjian looked around and made a finger gesture to set up a ban to prevent their conversation from being eavesdropped on and to prevent the Lord of the Sealing Sword Tower from coming back early and hearing their conversation.
Then he took Chen Yunli's hand and sat back at the table. He called in well water to wash the dates in the bamboo basket, grabbed a handful and handed it over.
Seeing Chen Yunli take it and start eating, he said, "Remember the sword that the founder of the Heart Casting Sect forged with his life that I mentioned to you just now?"
"Yeah." Chen Yunli nodded, "Your name is Wu Wen, right?"
"Yes," Chen Wenjian said. "The Sword of No Questions is in the hands of the Sword Sealing Tower Master. It's the one he wears at his waist. On the day the Heart Forging Sect was annihilated, the Sword of No Questions broke apart, severely inflicting heavy casualties on over a hundred cultivators who attacked them. Later, the Sword Sealing Tower Master dug the broken sword out of the ruins and has been searching for a way to restore it ever since."
"The Wuwen Sword is broken? What I just saw wasn't... Oh!" Chen Yunli suddenly realized, "He used your blood to repair the broken sword, didn't he?"
"Besides my blood, he also used some other materials, but he did repair the sword." Chen Wenjian explained patiently, like a mentor, "But once the sword spirit left the sword body, it disappeared."
The reason why Wuwen Sword is stronger than other spiritual swords is that the sword spirit was forged by the founder of Xinzhu Sect with his heart and soul. It is precisely because of the existence of the sword spirit that this sword will guard Xinzhu Sect until the last moment and will not stop until the sword is broken.
Once the sword spirit disappears, the Wuwen Sword can only become an ordinary weapon. No matter how good the materials are or how powerful it is, it is just ordinary.
Chen Yunli was puzzled: "But if the sword is broken, won't the sword spirit dissipate?"
"No, the sword spirit hasn't dissipated. After the Wuwen Sword's main body was broken, it simply lost its carrier. The spirit has always existed and has never left the Sword Sealing Tower Master... the last heir of the Heart Forging Sect."
"Who is it?" Chen Yunli blurted out. Somehow, he had a vague premonition in his heart, "Is it someone I know?"
Chen Wenjian's thin lips moved slightly, but he didn't answer immediately, and a hint of pity appeared in his eyes.
This guy who doesn't even have mercy on himself is actually having mercy on others.
Chen Yunli was instantly shocked by this idea.
"Really?"
Chen Wenjian nodded.
Chen Yunli scratched his hair and went through the people he had met in the past few days in his mind. After removing the villagers from various villages who were obviously "NPCs" and Lin Yaoge who was ignored as soon as he appeared, only the two brothers Ning Bufan and Ming Shaotu were left.
Ning Bufan is a scholar, so weak that he can even be caught by fish when he tries to fish. It is impossible for him to be a sword spirit.
The only possibility is...
The answer was about to come out, and Chen Yunli widened his eyes in surprise.
"...Ming Shaotu?"
Chen Wenjian exhaled: "It's him."
Chen Yunli finally understood where his pity came from. It wasn't pity for Ming Shaotu, but pity for Ning Bufan.
The frail scholar who had the same background as him and had depended on his younger brother for half his life deserved his little sympathy.
"If the Sword Sealing Tower finds Ming Shaotu and takes him back into the sword, Ning Bufan might go crazy." Chen Yunli paused and corrected his words, "No, he will definitely go crazy!"
As he spoke, he excitedly placed his hand on Chen Wenjian's wrist, "We can't let the Sword Sealing Tower Master succeed! If he gets the complete Wuwen Sword, and uses his sword spirit to defend the Heart Forging Gate to the death, you definitely won't be able to kill him!"
"That's what I thought."
Chen Wenjian nodded and told Chen Yunli that Ming Shaotu had previously used the secret sound transmission technique to remind him that the Lin’s Rice Shop was related to the murder case at Jiangnanchun Restaurant.
"It was also at that time that I discovered from the spiritual power he cast that he was a soul condensed from sword energy, and thus guessed that he was the sword spirit of Wuwen Sword - after all, he was the only sword spirit in the world."
Chen Yunli stood up suddenly and said, "Then shall we go and remind him to stay away from the Sword Sealing Tower Master?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Wenjian unexpectedly refused.
"Ming Shaotu knows the Sword Sealing Tower Master. Since he chose to settle near the Sword Sealing Tower, it means he intends to guard the last heir of the Heart Forging Sect. He won't leave." Chen Wenjian patted the back of Chen Yunli's hand soothingly, signaling him to remain calm. "I plan to inform Mr. Ning of this matter. As long as he is willing to consider Mr. Ning's safety, he will not let himself fall easily into the Sword Sealing Tower Master's hands."
Chen Yunli thought it made sense: "Let's go find Ning Bufan now..."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Wenjian raised his hand to cover his lips, then waved his sleeves to remove the restriction.
The next second, the Lord of the Sword Sealing Tower slowly walked into their sight. The afterglow of the setting sun lengthened and extended his shadow, and the long sword at his waist shone with precious light, making him look more agile than in the morning and afternoon.
It's like an empty shell is injected with soul and comes back to life.
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