Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

Zong Jue left the stage ahead of schedule with a bunch of dark swords, but the world was still in chaos. It was already time for the retrograde army to break through layers of defenses and land on the ground. It makes my heart tremble.

The end of the world couldn't be further from this.

Even people who don't believe in gods can't help but start praying and repenting at this time, praying for something to save them.

The speed of the time retrograde army that successfully landed was astonishingly fast, often before the fleeing people took a step, they could feel the stench approaching, a huge shadow shrouded the trembling, sitting and retreating humans, and the raised knife was like Just looking at the judgment of death makes me feel despair rising from my heart.

Be it gods or evil spirits, whatever it is, please save us.

Countless people screamed and begged in their hearts, as if responding to the call, the land was cracked and treacherous. The black mist drifted away, and the thick sulfur breath rose into the sky with the burning flames. It was too late to see what was behind the mist. The figure has already broken through the fog, like a sharp sword slashing, and the time-traveling army was torn apart and killed in an instant. In the black fog, ghosts and gods in black kimonos with sharp horns in their hair came out in an orderly line up with weapons, ferocious Cerberus or Yegan followed closely behind and bit the time-traveling army, a thick and sinister aura enveloped them, and just a look in their eyes was piercingly sharp and cold.

If you stand on the opposite side, of course you will feel horrible, but if you stand on the protected side, you will feel a subtle sense of peace of mind because of the coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away and the sharp bloody smell that oozes from your bones. Even subtly... the heartbeat accelerated.

"Tsk tsk tsk, that is to say, human beings can still be tempted at such a time." The Lord of the Great Kingdom put his hand on his forehead and looked into the distance, and saw how the girl who was rescued by the jailer looked blurred and excited, and couldn't help it. Shaking his head and laughing, "To be honest, you really aren't the ones to choose based on your face?"

The ghost lamp beside him glanced down at the jailer whose average appearance was far above Huang Quan's basic level walking around the battlefield, and replied indifferently: "At that time... Lord Izanami was still in charge."

The Goddess of Huangquan's requirements for the appearance of the battle system for defending her own territory are understandable. Besides, Zong Jue, who was in charge of this matter at that time, was responsive to Izanami's request, which caused the appearance level of the entire battle system to be seriously exceeded. , newcomers are recruited and after 200 years of training, whether it is appearance or clothing, they are far beyond the standard of ordinary prison guards. Those who can be sent out are all dressed and undressed, have beautiful features, and have a cool and abstinent spirit. The handsome Yujie at the scene was in stark contrast to Gao Tianyuan's coquettish old fritters.

Ghost Lantern just thought of Gao Tianyuan, when he saw a bright light shining through the dark clouds in the sky. Does not appear greasy.

And men and women are not taboo.

It's not that the gods of Tianjin really want to develop some romantic affairs, but the whole Gao Tian has a similar style, and they are more interested in flirting with those Huangquan colleagues who have a dead face than humans.

I heard that Huang Quanshen was getting more energetic on the bed.

Looking at those Tianjin gods who were so excited and didn't forget to secretly try to touch their subordinates' buttocks or waists during the battle, the ghost lamp's forehead burst out with blue veins.

The Lord of the Kingdom had a great time watching the play, and after a few words of teasing, he sent a signal to let Izumo's reinforcements go. Although it did greatly increase the speed of clearing the time-traveling army, it also made the situation of the prisoner in Huangquan even more...

Guojin God and Tianjin God are basically carved out of the same mold, shameless, okay?

This is probably why Zong Jue went back to Honmaru and came back again, everything was settled, only Tianjin God and Guojin God were left to clean up the mess, and those subordinates in Huangquan retreated as quickly as they were fleeing, leaving only I don’t know why there are more fans of Huangquan God in the blockbuster. Inspired by their beauty, they quickly got rid of the tension of life and death and began to exchange excitedly about the battle clips they secretly filmed—although the remaining Tianjin God He is also very handsome with Guojin God, but it is reasonable to say that this kind of playboy stallion is no longer popular 800 years ago. Even if they kill them for a long time, they will not be able to get rid of these gods who never forget to fight. Feel the slightest sense of security.

As for the gods of Huangquan who somehow became popular Internet celebrities?

Do you know how busy Huang Quan is at this time, with a lot of work, they rush back to work overtime to process documents, who is in the mood to understand the complicated thoughts of human beings.

It won't give them a holiday.

Tianjin God and Guojin God took more time to cooperate with the government and other forces in the inner world to stabilize the panic-stricken people. Although the losses were suppressed to the minimum when the gods joined hands to control the field, none of the undeserving humans died, but Ordinary people who have experienced so many years of materialist brainwashing and subversion of their worldview still need proper guidance and appeasement so as not to cause excessive social turmoil.

All parties have been dragged into the water, and even the King of Silver, who has been flying in the sky for decades, has to start showing up to work. In fact, it is difficult to think about the situation.

But this kind of thing has nothing to do with semi-retired seniors like Zong Jue. Huang Quan's capable assistants can handle things neatly and cleanly, and the only thing that bothers him is that he seems to be inexplicable. His enthusiasm has risen again, the Great Lord of the Kingdom - he has concealed it well and has not been found. room, and I didn’t forget to pull Ichimokulian who was going back to the shrine to continue to stay at home.

Zong Jue is good at forging knives, but he is not limited to forging knives. However, even he finds the things to be forged this time a bit tricky, so he will bring Yimulian, who used to be in charge of forging, to study together, and try to fight before the high-level wrangling is over. Get the finished product out.

It's not that I'm bored and looking for something to do for myself. This is a way that a large group of gods discussed before the action to deal with the government's one-time excessive reduction of staff - the swords don't mind contributing to the battlefield, after all, the instinct of the sword Even fighting, the days are too peaceful and they feel itchy in their bones, but they are indeed a little hesitant about whether to continue the current state of eating, living and fighting with the god judge.

Once trust is broken, it is difficult to build it up again. They also know that human beings don't remember to fight, and no one can guarantee that there will be no scum mixed in during the long battle.

Not only swordsmen, but humans also have some hesitation about the current system. Most of the god judges themselves are young teenagers and girls. Living in a closed sub-space for a long time makes them seriously out of touch with society. They fall in love and have children. The major events in life will inevitably be affected. Although nothing too bad has happened yet, there are faint signs of bad signs showing up. This is one of the reasons why the only remaining high-level officials in the current government so easily compromised and reformed.

To increase the sense of distance between the sword man and the god judge, not only protect the sword man from being hurt by the god judge, but also protect the god judge from being hurt by the sword man.

The dark Honmaru does not only refer to the Honmaru where the sword fell into pieces because of the negligence of the god judge, but also refers to the Honmaru where the sword man's dereliction of duty created an undue desire for the god judge and even concealed him.

Sufficient distance will not hurt each other so easily, and it will be easier to build a trusting relationship without getting too close to allow some romantic but inappropriate feelings to sprout.

In addition, the shortage of god judges has always been a headache for the government of the time. The talented person who can provide sufficient spiritual power is one in a million, and a large part of this one in a million is taken by the various forces in the world. Carve up, and there are very few who can successfully recruit the government of the time, so the government of the time has been suppressed by the time retrograde army and can only resist passively and cannot take the initiative to attack.

The gods are ready to settle things all at once.

Of course, they are only responsible for coming up with ideas. As the main person responsible for this incident, Zong Jue is responsible for turning their whimsical ideas into reality.

So he not only has to soak in the forging room to experiment and work without sleep, but also has to sneak out to direct the real culprits brought back by him in Honmaru to work overtime together, although it is rare for the gods to think about it this time. A reliable idea came out, but the huge workload of preparations made Zong Jue feel in a trance that he had returned to the era when Huang Quan just started to establish order thousands of years ago. ——It’s okay if he doesn’t get a good meal——Honestly listen to Zong Jue’s command and don’t dare to make trouble, so Zong Jue, a volcano that has been silent for many years, doesn’t erupt again.

"It's almost there." Zong Jue wiped his sweat and went straight to the ground, feeling that all the strength in his body was taken away and he could fall asleep directly by closing his eyes.

Strictly speaking, this forging is not considered forging, but what is produced is not a tangible thing, but data that will be placed in a mobile device such as a terminal or a computer.

It is also very challenging for the gods to realize this technology to connect the virtual world with the real world and subspace.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with it." Yimulian was also exhausted. You must know that he spent more time in leisurely retirement than Zong Jue, and all the bones in his body were aching from such high-intensity work.

"Let's try it out." Zong Jue brought a computer from the side and said, "The parameters can be launched without too much error."

Then he can concentrate on enslaving the Dark Fallen Knives in Honmaru who have finished their work and started to rest, and continue to work, and squeeze out the last sliver of labor, so that it is not in vain for him to wrestle with various forces to make matters worse Dilute the sense of existence of the Dark Fallen Knife, and carefully withdraw from the timeline to avoid the collapse of the time paradox world. Now I have to work overtime day and night and rack my brains to negotiate with those people in the other world.

Thinking about the happy life in the future, Zong Jue showed a friendly smile.

Three months after the time-traveling military invasion subsided, people's lives have basically returned to their daily rhythms. To be honest, the exposure of the other world did not bring too many disturbances to their lives. At most, some people suddenly discovered that the government There used to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in a nursing home, and the grandfather who lived next door and would come to play chess with the old man was the former general of monsters.

Ability users are supervised by the government and gods control the field. If you really want to say that after the fact that "hell really exists" is confirmed, the social order will be much better.

Of course, occasionally I would fantasize a little bit if I had such a little bit of ability, but when I think about the danger and casualty rate of the time-traveling army invasion and standing at the forefront that day, most people feel that they are living an ordinary but stable life. There's nothing wrong with that either.

One day in a stable world, people wake up from their sleep as usual every day, yawn, brush their teeth, wash their faces, sit at the table while having breakfast, and open the terminal to read today's news, but only see the light screen that pops up violently. The ground went dark for a moment, and then bright light exploded from the light screen, flooding consciousness.

[The battle turns and the stars move]

[Reversal of time and space]

[history changes]

Every sentence was read slowly by a different voice, whether it was a warm or clear or deep voice, which immediately caught the eyes of many voice controllers, and in sync with the voice, a picture of the time-traveling army invading appeared in front of them. Pulling people back into the horror that is like the end of the world.

[Things Backtracked]

[only swords]

The cherry blossoms are scattered like waterfalls, and the figures gradually appearing from the cherry blossoms are even more dazzling.

"San Ri Yue Zong is near, please give me more advice." The young man nodded gracefully, the moon in his eyes was high and clean, and he slightly frowned and smiled lightly, which was already the ultimate beauty that made people's minds go blank and they only knew they were sluggish and dazed.

"Because it was forged by a fox, it's called Xiaohuwan." The white-haired young man with fox ears showed his sharp canine teeth, and his index finger lightly rested between his lips. "The name is small, but it's big."

"I am Ichiki Ichishin, and Toshiro is my younger brothers." The young man with short water-colored hair wore a gorgeous military uniform with a gentle temperament, and a large group of young men and women around him introduced themselves with laughter and chirping, Yaken Toshiro, Ranto Shiro, and Hirano Fujishiro, Maeda Fujishiro—presumably his younger brothers.

The picture paused slightly, covered his eyes with both hands from behind, and turned around in surprise to see the young man in white clothes with golden eyes as elegant as a crane showing a sly smile, and said with a brisk smile, "Oh, I am Tsurumaru Kuninaga, Reached?"

Before waiting for an answer, the cherry blossoms rose again, and the flying cherry petals fell on the fingertips as white as jade. The soft green eyes of the youth were like the first buds in spring, trembling and falling with crystal dew, "I It's Kobizen's Umaru, well, I'll do my best to meet your expectations."

He flipped his hands to let the cherry petals fall, and the little boy puffed his cheeks and blew on the cherry blossoms, behind him was a sword that was longer than his height, "Hey, Hotaru from Aso Shrine, clang! The finale is here!"

Yingwan turned around, and let out a low sigh from the beautiful little cloak. The young man in cassock lowered his eyes and whispered the Buddha's name, "Jiang Xuezuo's words... at least pray for you."

Then there was California Kiyomitsu, Kasen Kanesada and others appeared and then faded away, even though they couldn't remember each of their names, they were shocked by the shocking beauty that took turns to be speechless.

[A mission to protect history]

[keep in mind the entrustment]

Cherry blossoms rose from under the feet, and countless battle scenes flashed in front of my eyes. The sharp sword light and blood intertwined. The sword man in the battle showed an invincible sharp side besides elegance and peace. Yaken Toshiro, who leaned over and submerged all the blades, the dagger that looked like a child suddenly burst out with hormones that made people blush, and Yamabaki Kunihiro, wearing a tattered cloak, had no regrets when his eyes were burning with fighting spirit The title of Yu Kunihiro's highest masterpiece, Hiromaru, who laughs and sweeps away thousands of troops with a big sword that even adults can't lift, has a certain charm mixed with innocence and madness.

[back in time]

[back to the past]

The heavy paper barriers were pushed away from the front of the eyes, and the swordsmen sat on both sides of the Japanese room with solemn expressions, and the camera quickly moved forward as if they were really walking quickly from the door, while the paper barriers were closed one by one behind them, turning around when they reached the end of the room, The last paper barrier suddenly closed in front of the eyes, and the emblem of bright ink and wash gradually appeared on the door, and countless voices rang out in unison:

"Sword flurry."

The emblem faded away, leaving only a large QR code on the door. Some people whose minds went blank after being shocked subconsciously scanned the QR code, and clicked confirmation on the pop-up download option box.

[Touken Ranbu, downloading...]

What, the promotion of the game?

[After loading, please read the instructions carefully]

The long manual cannot be skipped or quit, forcing people to read it patiently.

[May I confirm the entry? ]

[whether]

At a time when the government has just experienced the time-traveling military invasion and the government is extremely strict, few people think that this is some kind of boring marketing.

So, do you want to join the government of the time, change from a calm and stable life to an ordinary person with an unusual part-time job, bear the corresponding glory and risk, and share weal and woe with the swordsman?

Dear Candidates for Trials?