Pen interest pavilion www.xbiquge.cc, quickest renewal rebirth 80,000 years! 笔趣阁www.xbiquge.cc,最快更新重生八万年！ Chapter 311 refining up the sword spirit 第311章炼化剑灵 „Sword?” The old men stare slightly, shake the head, said: „Does not know.” “剑？”老翁微微一愣,摇了摇头,说道:“不知道。” The sword laughs spirit, the clear and resonant voice said: „Is the scarlet pupil sword!” 剑灵哈哈一笑,朗声说道:“是赤瞳剑！” His voice is very loud, might make others hear intentionally to be the same, the surrounding person stopped movement on hand, then has turned head, visits him. 他的声音很大,好像故意要让别人听见一样,周围的人都是停下了手头的动作,然后扭过头,怔怔的看着他。 The old men have a scare, covered the sword spirit mouth hastily, said: „Young fellow, this words may not say, said that that is must take a beating!” 老翁吓了一跳,连忙捂住了剑灵的嘴,说道:“小伙子,此话可说不得啊,说了,那是要挨揍的！” Takes a beating? 挨揍？ „Why?” The sword spirits: „Scarlet pupil sword killed Xiang Yu, must be presented as the divine sword, making one eulogize daily is, why couldn't say?” “为什么？”剑灵不明所以:“赤瞳剑杀了项羽,应当被奉为神剑,让人天天歌颂才是,为什么说不得？” „Magic sword?” “神剑？” „Hahahaha!” “哈哈哈哈！” The surroundings blow out one to roar with laughter suddenly. 周围忽然爆出一阵哄堂大笑。 Sees only 20-year-old young people saying: „Scarlet pupil sword is an evil thing, you actually said that he is a divine sword? Really laughably! The young fellows, you feared that isn't the native?” 只见一个20多岁的年轻人说道:“赤瞳剑是一把邪物,你竟然说他是神剑？真是可笑至极！小伙子,你怕不是本地人吧？” Evil thing? 邪物？ Hears these two characters, the sword is unable to endure spirit finally again, „bang” pounded on under the table, stands up, said: „What evil thing? Your this pedantic scholar! The scarlet pupil sword cut to kill Xiang Yu, killed the thief for Han Dynasty, why will become the evil thing?” 听到这两个字,剑灵终于再也无法忍受,“砰”的拍了下桌子,站起身来,说道:“什么邪物？你这腐儒！赤瞳剑斩杀了项羽,为汉朝杀了贼,为何会成为邪物？” „Homicide Xiang Yu, but also killed young master Qin!” Another person sneers to say. “他杀了项羽,可是也杀了公子秦！”另一个人冷笑说道。 Young master Qin, Qin Dynasty's first swordsman, is the previous owner of scarlet pupil sword. 公子秦,秦朝第一剑客,也是赤瞳剑的上一任主人。 A scarlet pupil swordsmanship, making the world shocking, is such a expert, finally actually died under own sword, making countless people sob. 一手赤瞳剑法,让天下惊艳,可是这样一个高手,最后却是死在了自己的剑下,让无数人唏嘘不已。 Sword spirit complexion slightly one white, said: „King Qin is cruel, young master Qin helped a tyrant do evil, the scarlet pupil sword had no other choice but to cut to kill! His is for the common people common people!” 剑灵的脸色微微一白,说道:“秦王残暴无度,公子秦助纣为虐,赤瞳剑不得已才斩杀！他这是为了黎民百姓！” „Hahahaha!” “哈哈哈哈！” Hears this saying, the people smiled happier. 听到这话,众人笑得更欢了。 Everyone looks at this youth, in the pupil reveals the color of seeing a play, as if during is dark, the sword spirit had been regarded the dissident by them. 所有人看着这个青年,眸子里都流露出看戏之色,仿佛冥冥之中,剑灵已经被他们当成了异己。 In the entire teahouse, filled with the joyful atmosphere. 整个茶馆里,都充满了快乐的气氛。 „Did you say the sword for the world common people? Really absurd!” “你说剑是为了天下百姓？真是荒唐！” „What can a sword understand? Again fierce, is only one heap of junks!” “一把剑能懂什么？再厉害,也不过只是一堆破铜烂铁罢了！” The people scoff to say with a smile. 众人嗤笑道。 „This scarlet pupil sword is an evil thing, who bumps who dies, young master Qin Peng died, Xiang Yu bumped also died!” “这柄赤瞳剑就是一把邪物,谁碰谁死,公子秦碰了死,项羽碰了也死！” „Yes, luckily General Han this sword throwing, otherwise fell to our Han Dynasty, really does not know that will have what consequence.” “就是,幸亏韩将军把这把剑给扔了,不然落到咱们汉朝,真是不知道会发生什么后果。” „This type of evil thing, destroyed considering as finished directly!” “这种邪物,还是直接毁了算了！” „Is.” “就是就是。” ...... …… Sounds, since the surroundings transmit, hearing the sword spirit complexion to be pallid, the body of whole person shivered. The people that opening mouth face, that once he protected, are cursing him at this moment. 一道道声音,从周围传来,听得剑灵脸色煞白,整个人的身躯都是颤抖了起来。那一张张嘴脸,那一个个曾经他保护的子民,此刻都在咒骂着他。 Evil thing! 邪物！ The shop owners walked, looks at the sword spirit, saying that coldly: „Young people, you, if in my family shop said again this type unlucky, I made you leave!” 店家走了过来,看着剑灵,冷冷的说道:“年轻人,你要是再在我家店说这种晦气的话,我就让你离开了！” Hears this saying, the sword spirit whole body shakes, „” loudly calling out, like being bewitched, ran off the shop. 听到这话,剑灵浑身一震,“啊”的大叫一声,像着了魔一样的,跑开了店。 The people stare slightly, look at the sword spirit that goes far away, shakes the head, in the pupil reveals the color of despising. 众人微微一愣,看着远去的剑灵,都是摇了摇头,眸子里流露出鄙夷之色。 „Lunatic!” “疯子！” ...... …… The sword goes crazy spirit was the same, the unceasing starting to walk leg, runs toward the distant place. All in that past, as if with just now words, but becomes torn to pieces. 剑灵发了疯了一样,不断的迈开腿,向着远处跑去。那往日里的一切,仿佛都随着方才的话语,而变得支离破碎。 An anger, the sorrow, flooded the sword spirit heart. 一种愤怒,还有悲痛,充斥了剑灵的心头。 He does not know how long to run, perhaps was tired, by rested by a tree. 他不知跑了多久,也许是累了,靠在一棵树旁休息起来。 That anger, as before is implacable. 只是那份愤怒,依旧是难以平息。 However he knows, Han Dynasty could not go back, no one met again to miss him. 但是他知道,汉朝是回不去了,没有人再会思念他了。 Does not know how long, the sword returned to black Hepang spirit, looks at this smoke wave vast river surface, in the innermost feelings had the lonely color for the first time. 不知过去了多久,剑灵回到了乌河旁,看着这烟波浩渺的河面,内心里第一次有了孤独之色。 Bloodstain that in the past Xiang Yu suicided, by the river water washing out cleanly, could not find the least bit the trace. 当年项羽自刎的血迹,也已经被河水给冲刷得干干净净,找不到半点的痕迹。 Has not known many years, suddenly came a middle-aged man from the distance, he looked at a treasured sword that inserts in the ground, since the skill digs up, in the mouth puts out two characters: 又不知过了多少年,忽然从远处走来一个中年男子,他看了一眼插在地上的宝剑,身手扒起,口中吐出两个字: „Good sword!” “好剑！” The sword blade buzz called one, seems responding to his sound. 剑刃嗡鸣了一声,仿佛在回应他的声音。 But this buzz in the cry, did not have beforehand cheerful again, but becomes disappointed incomparable. 但这丝嗡鸣之中,却再没有了以前的欢快,而变得怅然无比。 The men gawked, said with a smile: „I am the Beimang sword Saint, wants to want East Changjiang to look for the family member, since your I am predestined friends, from now henceforth, you follow in me behind.” 男人愣了一下,笑道:“我乃北邙剑圣,欲要过江东寻找亲人,既然你我有缘,从今以后,你就跟在我身后吧。” The Beimang sword Saint is saying, inserts the sword this in the waist. 北邙剑圣说着,将这把剑插在腰间。 Vanished in the distant place gradually. 渐渐消失在了远方。 ...... …… ...... …… The memory to this, stops suddenly. 记忆到此,戛然而止。 The sword understands spirit finally, he is not Han Xin, is not Xiang Yu, he is only together the spirit body in sword. 剑灵终于明白,他不是韩信,也不是项羽,他只是一道剑中的灵体。 Yang Chen sighed, the reclamation finger silently, looks at front sword spirit, in the pupil cannot bear reveal the color of sympathy. 杨尘叹了口气,默默的收回手指,看着面前的剑灵,眸子里忍不住流露出同情之色。 This memory, lets the extrication of sword clever bottom finally, that last in his heart holds to read, does not have the sect quietly. 这番记忆,也终于让剑灵彻底的解脱,他心中的那最后一丝执念,也是悄然无宗。 „Many thanks the Grandmaster, making me put down held to read.” In the sword spirit pupil flows off two lines of tears. “多谢大师,让我放下了执念。”剑灵的眸子里流下两行泪水。 Deeply is doing obeisance to Yang Chen. 对着杨尘深深一拜。 At this moment, he cried finally. 这一刻,他终于是哭了出来。 „Don't you want to revenge?” Yang Chen asked: „Han Xin abandoned you, Han Dynasty abandoned you, you, did not plan that wants a justice for oneself?” “你不想去报仇吗？”杨尘问道:“韩信抛弃了你,汉朝抛弃了你,你,就不打算为自己讨个公道？” „.” The sword shakes the head spirit, said: „These years, I have boasted of being Han Xin, oneself will regard the general to regard. But was the general to be long, I can also understand gradually Han Xin's difficulties, he has no recourse to discard me.” “不了。”剑灵摇了摇头,说道:“这些年,我一直自诩为韩信,将自己当成将军看待。可是做将军久了,我也渐渐能够明白了韩信的苦衷,他是迫不得已才将我舍弃。” The sword sighed spirit, said: „Now, in this world does not need the sword spirit......” 剑灵叹了口气,说道:“现在,这个世界上已经不需要剑灵了……” The sword is saying spirit, the sound is getting more and more weak. 剑灵说着,声音越来越弱。 Disappointed in his eye, gradually becomes confused, until finally, the sword radical dissipation in world, only left behind one spirit finally, did not have the spirit body of thought. 他眼中的怅然,也是渐渐变得迷茫起来,直到最后,剑灵终于彻底的消散在了世间,只留下了一道,没有了思想的灵体。 Yang Chen silent, walks up, extends the right hand, according to the head of that spirit body. 杨尘沉默了一下,走上前去,伸出右手,按在那灵体的头上。 That say/way spirit body, was inhaled in the palm by Yang Chen directly. 那道灵体,直接被杨尘吸入了手掌中。 A turbulent energy, flows from the palm of Yang dust, sweeps across to his all the limbs and bones gradually. This energy, is quite pure, even smuggled a sharp flavor, the place visited, Yang Chen flesh is some stabbing pain gets up. 一股汹涌的能量,也是从杨尘的掌心奔涌而出,渐渐席卷到他的四肢百骸。这股能量,极为精纯,甚至夹带了一种锋利的味道,所过之处,杨尘血肉都是有些刺痛起来。 He deeply inspires, sits cross-legged to sit down, building up silently is melting this energy. 他深吸了口气,盘膝坐下,默默的炼化着这股能量。 This energy, was a had the strength of several tens of thousands years of sword after all, wanted to refine, easier said than done? 这能量,毕竟是一柄存在了数万年的剑的力量,想要炼化,谈何容易？ Time, at one minute/share one second of past. 时间,也在一分一秒的过去。 The wooden spirit rhyme paces up and down in the cave, looks Yang Chen who that such as the old monk sits well, in the pupil cannot help but reveals not to bear, as well as discontented color. 木灵韵在山洞里来回走动,看着那如老僧坐定的杨尘,眸子里不由得流露出不耐,以及不满之色。 Three double-hour had passed by, sign that Yang Chen has not actually regained consciousness. 已经三个时辰过去了,杨尘却始终没有苏醒的迹象。 However his aura, actually in unceasing enhancement. 但是他的气息,却在不断的增强。 The wooden spirit rhyme felt suddenly oneself somewhat owed, must know that she did not lead this fellow to come, otherwise this sword spirit was her it's in the bag. 木灵韵忽然感觉自己有些亏了,要知道她就不带这这家伙来了,不然这道剑灵就是她的囊中之物了。 Thinks of here, the wooden spirit rhyme sighed, looks in Yang Chen vision, reveals resenting. 想到这里,木灵韵叹了口气,看着杨尘的目光中,也是流露出愤恨。