allonlinenovel Chapter 469 1 Sword
Chapter 469 1 Sword
[Eight years old. After training with Gangfeng, your body has become more resilient. Your already extremely strong recovery ability has become even more exaggerated. Even wounds caused by the Zhao Dao can be healed within a minute.]
[Since leaving Storm Wall, you and Sakura have been heading north and soon arrived at the territory controlled by the Uesugi family. The trees here are dense, but the gloomy atmosphere makes people feel uncomfortable.]
[During this year, you continued to write to Mei every month. The only difference was that before leaving Storm Fortress, you received the letter from Mei.]
"An Ming, seeing your letter is like seeing you in person.
You said in your letter that you would stay in Storm Wall for a while to train your body, so I wondered if you would be able to get your letter there in time.
I have read your letters many times. My father always says that my letters are too childish, but I am also studying hard.
I don't know when you can come home, I have cleaned your room carefully.
The maple leaves turned red very early this year. I mean, it would be even more beautiful if you were there to see them.
I want you.
Mei"
Mei's letter was not long, and she did not use any writing techniques. She just expressed her thoughts with the most direct emotions. The power of these words made An Ming's heart extremely warm.
There were also two bright red maple leaves in the envelope, and they were indeed as beautiful as Mei said.
"Still watching?"
"Um..."
An Ming smiled honestly at Ying, put the envelope back into his backpack carefully, and then curled up in his sleeping bag.
It would take some time to get out of the forest. These days, An Ming and Ying often camped under the trees. Fortunately, they brought a lot of camping equipment before leaving Storm Barrier. In addition, An Ming and Ying had excellent physical fitness, so camping in the wild was not a burden.
"Cooking for one person doesn't have to be that difficult," Ying sighed softly. It's not the difficulty of cooking itself, but the problem of thinking about what to cook every day.
Even a dignified imperial swordsman would feel worried because he doesn't know what to do.
After all, we can't eat potatoes stewed with mushrooms every day. Although the ingredients are natural because they are sourced from local sources, if An Ming continues like this, I'm afraid mushrooms will grow on his head.
"Sister Ying, why don't you let me do it?" An Ming knew that Ying was embarrassed about the bold words she had said when she first entered the forest a few days ago. At that time, Ying was very confident that she could completely conquer An Ming's stomach with cooking.
But I didn't expect that I could only find some mushrooms in the forest, and some dry food I carried with me before leaving.
Bread also becomes damp easily in the forest environment, and tastes like solid liquid when chewed, and cannot provide warmth.
Not long after, a drizzle began to fall, and the raindrops hit the roof of the tent. Sakura carefully confirmed that it was waterproof before turning off the lights.
It was so quiet that the only sound we could hear was each other's breathing.
"Shhh."
Ying's eyes moved slightly, as if she heard another sound among the sound of rain. Soon An Ming also heard the sound of hurried running, which was particularly clear among the raindrops.
The frost was slightly unsheathed, and the next second, extremely cold ice flowers rose up in an instant. The extreme coldness made the raindrops wherever they passed by freeze into ice beads and fall.
As vague as the trajectory of falling flowers, it was impossible to trace. The knife slashed through the air, turning the invisible black shadow into bubbles that dissipated in the rain.
The girl who was being chased immediately lost all her strength and fell heavily into the puddle, splashing a lot of water.
"Just fainted and slightly hypothermic."
An Ming helped the girl up from the puddle. The first thing he felt was her extremely weak body, and then he felt the coldness caused by hypothermia.
Her long hair, which was slightly pinker than Sakura's, was soaked by the rain. Her overly pale cheeks were covered with mud and her soft eyelashes were trembling slightly.
"Do not..."
"No."
The girl uttered a few words weakly and tried to stand up stubbornly, but because her body was too weak, she fell into An Ming's arms again.
Fortunately, the Gangfeng body-building exercise had some initial results. An Ming carried the girl back to the tent, then picked up the bamboo sword and rushed towards Ying.
The so-called [evil spirits] are a group of blurry human figures that crawl out of the mud without any consciousness, and their dark arms grow out of the forest like roots.
Frost Flower was unsheathed, the muddy flower turned into frozen soil, and all the evil spirits hiding in the shadows were reduced to ashes. Sakura's frost was indeed very good at large-scale group attacks.
The characteristics of frost make the control of the field almost impeccable.
"How about the child?"
"Just a little weak."
An Ming didn't expect that Sakura could solve all the evil spirits so quickly. No matter how many times he watched it, he would be shocked by Sakura's gorgeous fighting style.
Ying nodded slightly, and did not forget to explain: "The Uesugi family has practiced the art of mediumship for generations. In the last Amber Era, a sword user in charge of judgment appeared. He wielded [喰] and made great military achievements, but in the end, he disappeared when the sword was shattered."
"What is the name of that Imperial Sword Master?"
"Uesugi Shinoi."
The weak girl walked out of the tent and slowly said her name, "I need to get back to my family as soon as possible."
Ying was slightly startled, her eyes became extremely solemn, and she murmured: "The name of the deceased imperial swordsman was... Uesugi Shinoi."
That was the most glorious era of the Uesugi family. Uesugi Shinoi not only possessed [喰] at that time, but also controlled [命]. She was also the first imperial swordsman in the history of Izumo to possess two swords.
He was also the judge of the Zhaodao Palace that year, possessing the highest power of judgment.
But in that evil spirit disaster, he was stabbed to death.
And now standing in front of the two of them was the legendary swordsman who had passed away for an entire Amber Age.
An Ming was not afraid of ghosts, but from the previous touch, the person in front of him, Uesugi Xiaoyi, was no different from a living person except that her body was cold.
Well...this is really weird.
"You said you are Uesugi Xiaoi, then where is your imperial sword?" Ying asked calmly. At the same time, Frost was not sheathed, but ready to strike at any time.
"Broken..."
Uesugi Xiaoyi's expression was a little confused, "Both are broken."
She recalled the big sun she saw after crossing the red spider lily, and the depths of her mind were in chaos, as if trying to stop her from recalling the painful memory.
The material used for the imperial sword is extremely special, and it is almost impossible for it to break, but as far as Sakura knows, since Uesugi Shinoi died in battle, Kuu and Ming have indeed been completely lost.
Uesugi Shinoi wanted to say something, but her wound worsened again. Her already weak body could no longer bear it and she lost consciousness again.
"It looks like we'll have to wait until the Uesugi family to get the answer."
“There weren’t so many surprises before.”
After moving Uesugi Shioni back to the tent, Ying looked at An Ming, as if recalling something, "I've encountered similar situations before, and after meeting someone, things will develop rapidly."
An Ming always felt that the "someone" Ying was talking about was himself, but he had no evidence.
"For example, a sudden accident will accelerate the progress of the situation," Ying sighed faintly, "which means that the final battle will break out soon."
Once An Ming appears, it means that the climax of the story has arrived. Regardless of whether you are fully prepared or not, the final battle will begin.
It is an unstoppable trend, like the tide of the times, which has nothing to do with personal will, but one must be forced to face the final battle.
Sakura was all too familiar with this, as Edo Star had faced the ultimate "god" in the last twenty short years, and the price was yet another sacrifice of Yasuaki.
Time and time again, just like the cycle now.
Uesugi Shinoi was put into a sleeping bag, and Sakura took out a map. She had a premonition that Izumo and Takama-ga-hara were about to come to an end.
The war that has lasted for dozens of Amber Ages will finally come to an end.
But can she really win? Although she is not good at deduction, every time she calculates the advantages, the best outcome is to preserve the last spark of Izumo.
Izumo will be swallowed by the sun in every future, it is destined and cannot be rewritten.
"Since the sky was covered, the people of Izumo have forgotten the fear brought by the shadow of the sun, but the sun has never left." The only reason why Izumo can exist until now is that He has never regarded Izumo as a real enemy.
It is better to say that in His eyes there are no so-called enemies, because everything is nothingness.
Before Sakura arrived in Izumo, she witnessed the tragic scene in Takama-ga-hara with her own eyes. It could be said that she was the only one who knew the truth about Takama-ga-hara.
It was just another Izumo.
An "Izumo" swallowed by the sun.
It was the next day when Uesugi Shinoi woke up. An Ming and Ying found her at the edge of the forest. The girl was staring blankly at the sunlight shining through the gaps between the leaves.
With her cherry-colored hair falling down between her ears, Uesugi Xiaoyi whispered, "So I'm already dead."
She witnessed the changes of the times, but did not move forward. Bright red spider lilies grew between her white ankles, and wherever she passed was the River Styx.
Uesugi Shinoi is not a person of this era, and this era can no longer accept her.
Ying silently watched the girl who was gradually becoming transparent in the sunlight, knowing that she was the last dead soul here, able to linger here with the power of the imperial sword.
"An Ming."
Uesugi Xiaoyi turned around and raised the two imperial swords at her waist, "The imperial swords want to see you, so I am here."
"I see... Takama-ga-hara once forged that sword, right?" Uesugi Shinoi lowered her eyes, feeling an unspeakable emptiness spreading from the bottom of her heart.
Izumo is a reincarnation, a reincarnation of the path that Takama-ga-hara once walked, and the ending will also be the same nothingness.
Uesugi Shinoi finally understood why she met An Ming. The boy in front of her had once held that sword - the sharp blade forged with the power of the entire world.
But in the end he failed, simply because it was just a lie from the beginning to the end.
The lie called salvation.
"Promise me..." Uesugi Xiaoyi held An Ming's hand and placed the imperial sword solemnly in his palm, "Never lose hope in this world."
An Ming took the two imperial swords with both hands. When they fell into his palms, only two fragments of the blades remained.
The figure of Uesugi Shinoi in front of him melted into the sunlight, and finally he glanced at the town in the distance with a satisfied smile.
An Ming opened his eyes in the dim sunlight. The drizzle outside the tent was still falling, and Ying was leaning in the corner of the tent holding Shuang, with her eyes closed and concentrating.
"Uesugi Shinoi..."
"It seems that it was an illusion. Perhaps it was the remaining power of the Imperial Sword that allowed us to see her again," Ying murmured softly. Perhaps becoming a user of the Imperial Sword means being destined to face a cruel fate.
"Kume and fate."
An Ming opened his palms and found that the two fragments were intact, proving that everything that had just happened was not a dream.
"Ah..." Ying sighed softly, "Even the little princess of the Yuan family has never seen so many Zhaodao in her life, but you, Shuanglan Kumi, have seen them all since leaving the Land of the Gods."
She became more and more aware of the significance of Anming to Izumo. When a person is destined to save the world, the will of the world will also provide help in the dark.
It’s better to say that this is the world’s self-salvation.
An Ming poked his head out of the tent and saw the gentle sunlight. "Sister Ying, the sky is clear now."
[At the age of nine, you and Sakura continued on your journey to the Imperial Sword Palace. Along the way, you saw many sights of Izumo, but everything you saw seemed strangely familiar.]
[You always recall what Uesugi Shinoi said, what kind of sword was the one that Takamagahara once forged? ]
[And you still carry that original bamboo sword. Although you take good care of it every day, it is still getting old after four years. Not to mention that you occasionally use this bamboo sword for sparring with Sakura.]
Lotus Heart Lake.
When the breeze blows, a gust of cherry blossom petals will fall. Just as Sakura said, it is warm spring here all year round. Cherry blossom trees surround Lianxin Lake, and under the cherry blossom trees next to the pavilion is where Sakura often rests.
"After this, we will rush to the Zhaodao Palace to face the trial."
Sakura sat under the tree and reached out to touch the cherry blossoms. The cherry blossoms here were different from those in Edo. They were nourished by the frost sword and would not wither all year round.
An Ming is now much taller than he was at the beginning of his journey, "It's just a trial, not as much as the oppression brought by the Great Sun."
For An Ming, the trial in the Imperial Sword Hall was just a part of the journey, not the final destination.
Only when you face the big sun can you reach the final destination of your journey.
"Sister naturally believes you, but that trial is not an ordinary trial," Sakura said softly, "You will face the first imperial swordsman in the history of Izumo."
"Is that Imperial Sword Master as powerful as Sister Ying?"
“Close, but not enough.”
Sakura pinched a petal between her fingers, "But that person will be a difficult hurdle for you to overcome."
An Ming was still puzzled, but Ying simply pulled out a long sword that was icy cold enough to penetrate her body, and the aura she displayed instantly became completely different.
"This sword is called Qianying," Ying showed the hilt of the sword, "When the third groove is beyond the boundary, I will have a chance to use the sword to free Izumo from the shadow of the sun for a moment."
"If you are determined to sever the connection between Dainichi and Izumo, I will help you with this final blow."
This is Sakura's deepest secret. Qianying is also the final trump card, and the reason why the only spark is left among the countless deduction results.
This sword, which had been silent for dozens of amber centuries, was enough to cut off the shadow of the sun for a moment.
An Ming seemed to understand something. "So after this sword strike, what about you, Sister Ying?"
"..."
Ying shook her head, "That's not something you need to worry about." She also didn't want An Ming to be distracted and hesitate because of this.