Chapter 412: Forging a New He Dao

The wooden house doesn't need to be big or comfortable. Anyway, it's just a place to stay for a short time. As long as it can protect against wind and rain, it's enough. There aren't many squeamish people among them. Mosquitoes and the like can be dealt with with barriers.

Two hours later, two wooden houses were built on the left and right sides of the thatched hut.

On the left are the wooden houses of Lucia, Esdeath, and Dotya. There are three wooden houses in total. They only have some basic furniture such as beds and not even a wardrobe. They are extremely simple.

On the right is the single-room wooden house of Hohoin Yishun. Although the decoration is also simple, he had nothing to do, so he made some more wooden furniture and planned to send it to Liuxia after he was alive. He often lived in seclusion when he was alive. In the mountains and forests, this skill is still available.

After the construction of the wooden house was completed, it was already night.

"Are you two embarrassed to eat and drink here for free?"

Qianzi Village shouted to Fujimaru Ritsuka and Musashi who were lying limply on the wooden table: "With so many people living here, how can Azai be busy cooking alone? Why don't you go help quickly! Otherwise, go and prepare some food." The prey is back! What a lazy look!"

"Oh oh oh! Sorry!"

The two of them were scolded by Chiko Muramasa and hurriedly started to move. Fujimaru Ritsuka went to the kitchen to help and helped Azai. Musashi ran to the nearby river and caught fish.

"Huh, young people just don't have self-awareness if they don't scold them."

Qianzi Muramasa snorted coldly, then walked out of the hermitage and came to the place where the barrier was laid. By playing with the magic items placed here, he expanded the coverage of the barrier to cover the two wooden houses on the left and right. Within the boundary.

Before he could turn around, he suddenly discovered that two more barriers had risen around the thatched hut, covering all the wooden houses within the barrier.

After a while, he saw Liu Xia's figure walking back from outside the hermitage.

"This is a barrier to repel mosquitoes, and...well, a warning barrier?"

Qianzi Muramasa recognized the purpose of the barrier somewhat unskilledly, with a slightly calm expression on his face, "I didn't expect that this kid like you is actually a magician. It's not bad at all, at least when Ah Xiu and his brother and sister sleep in the future. , you don’t have to worry about being bitten by mosquitoes.”

There are so many mosquitoes in the countryside, especially at night, that the buzzing sound in their ears can make many people run away, even if they have mosquito nets.

He is just a swordsmith, his class is still Saber, and he is not good at magic at all, so he can only lay a barrier to block the weirdness, otherwise there would be no need for Lu Xia to lay such a barrier.

Liu Xia raised her eyebrows slightly.

This old man's attitude towards him was still so stiff during the day, but his demeanor softened when he saw that he had laid two barriers. Moreover, what he valued more was not the barrier to warn people, but the barrier to repel mosquitoes. What a wonderful person. Weird heroic spirit.

"Aren't they here?"

Ruka looked in the direction of the nunnery and did not find Fujimaru Ritsuka and Musashi, so she asked aloud.

"After being scolded by me for a while, I went to help Ah Xiu cook."

Qianzi Muramasa sighed, and his expression completely relaxed, "There are so many more mouths in the family, which is also a big burden for Ah Xiu."

"Yeah.

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Lucia echoed meaninglessly, and then said indifferently: "Esdeath and I are ghosts, so there is no problem if we don't need to eat. If we don't have time, just prepare human-size rice."

"Oh? That's a good feeling!"

Qianzi Muramasa glanced at Liuxia approvingly.

This old man seems to be particularly sensitive when it comes to matters involving the siblings. As long as he does a favor and says something nice, his attitude can easily soften.

"By the way, I have a request."

Liu Xia hit the snake on the stick at the right time, stretched out his right hand, and materialized his broken He Dao in his hand.

"My sword was broken when I fought the Heroic Swordsman before. I wonder if you can help me reforge it?"

Because of the ability to transform into a spirit child, all the fragments of He Dao were in Liu Xia's hands at the moment. The handle, blade and several other broken knife fragments were fully realized by him.

"Tsk, you little brat..."

Qianzi Muramasa clicked his tongue again. As soon as he said those words of approval, this guy immediately made a request. This kid is so shameless.

However, he didn't mean to say anything. His eyes were immediately attracted by the knife in Liu Xia's hand, with a look of interest on his face.

"A dark-colored knife? I have never seen it before. How was this knife made? What ore was used? What was the method of refining and tempering it with fire?"

"have no idea."

Liu Xia gave the answer very simply.

"cut."

Qianzi Muramasa cut it in displeasure, then took the fragment of He Dao from Liu Xia's hand, lowered his head and observed it carefully, tapping the blade with his knuckles from time to time, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Although it is a good knife, you can't see any difference in the technique just by looking at it... Well, for the sake of your good knife, I will do you a favor and recast it for you!"

He pondered for a while, without much hesitation, and quickly agreed to Liu Xia's request.

"Is this kind of knife considered a good knife?" Liu Xia asked somewhat incomprehensively.

"In the eyes of you swordsmen, the sharper the knife and the more capable it is of killing people, the better. But for us swordsmiths, what matters is not whether the edge is sharp, but whether the soul is poured into the knife."

Qianzi Muramasa obviously looked highly at Liu Xia's He Dao, looking back and forth over and over again.

"Just like you swordsmen who want to step into the realm of Tao must devote endless efforts and emotions, if you want to forge a good sword, you also need to infuse the soul of the swordsmith."

"Although the craftsmanship of this knife is not very outstanding, the person who forged it obviously put his soul into it. In my eyes, no other knife is as sharp as this one."

Pour your soul into it?

The realm of Tao?

Effort and emotion?

A long time ago, before he started traveling around the world, Musashi once said the same thing to him, saying that most people who pursue the way of the sword are willing to put in hard work and blood and sweat for their own way, and are willing to achieve this goal. People who dedicate their lives to their goals.

There are countless swordsmen who have studied sword skills in history, but there is only one sword master who has entered the realm of swordsmanship. This is because most swordsmen have no intention of swordsmanship and only study skills.

The same goes for Lucia.

He has never pursued the art of swordsmanship. He has only studied powerful sword skills and used pure power to overwhelm his opponents. He has no intention of pursuing the art of swordsmanship or anything like that.

But now, he has reached the pinnacle of skill, and there is no way ahead. The only way that seems possible is the path of swordsmanship, to break the shackles and become the supreme sword master.

But how to reach the realm of Tao, Liu Xia still has no clue.

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