dognovel Chapter 466 Lan
Chapter 466 Lan
The straight wound went through the head, killing him instantly.
This was not difficult, but the wound was caused by a vicious beast from the sky, and the wound was caused by the bamboo swords that could be found everywhere in the dojo.
Sakura would not ask questions like "How did you do that?" No one knew better than her the miracles that the person in front of her could create.
"Your hand needs to be bandaged as soon as possible."
Ying gently lifted An Ming's bloody right hand. The state of this hand could be described as tragic. As a martial artist, she could naturally tell at a glance that this was a ruptured blood vessel caused by using strength beyond the limit.
Put a bottle of water on a piece of paper. If you pull out the paper fast enough, the bottle will stay in the same place.
As long as the speed and power of this sword are both extreme, even a bamboo sword can be transformed into an unparalleled sharp blade and pierce the head of the evil beast.
"It's okay," An Ming's face was slightly pale. It was obvious that the blow had consumed a lot of his energy, and he even felt a little exhausted.
The evil beast with its head pierced completely lost its life and turned into a pool of black mud that scattered all over the ground. Soon, not even a trace was left.
Ying originally wanted to use frost to temporarily stop An Ming's bleeding, but what she didn't expect was that during this period of time, the wound that would take at least a year to recuperate would heal automatically.
"I can't die yet."
An Ming's smile was a little tired. Ever since he first fell as a child, he knew that his body's self-healing ability was extremely exaggerated.
Even if he pierced his palm with a dinner knife, it would only take a few minutes to recover. Of course... the pain would not disappear. For this reason, he conducted many experiments alone.
“This is the second time in the past five years.”
The first time was when An Ming came to Izumo. From this point of view, the frequency of evil beast invasion can be said to be extremely low. It is no wonder that more people began to ignore the evil beasts.
When disasters become history and are no longer close to people, they will forget their fear.
[At the age of seven, you left the Land of the Fallen God and headed towards the inner part of Izumo]
[Ying begins to teach you the swordplay she is good at, which is a martial art that matches Frost. However, no matter how advanced the swordplay is, you can always learn it quickly and integrate it into your own martial arts.]
[And your relationship with Sakura gradually becomes closer, and you can clearly feel that the vague gap is melting.]
Inside the warm hotel.
"Storm Keep..."
An Ming sat in Ying's arms, raised his head and asked in confusion: "Sister Ying, why is this place called Storm Fortress?"
Ying dimmed the wall lamp on the bedside table and explained softly, "At the beginning of the fall of the eight million gods, Storm Fortress was the first checkpoint to protect the Central Plains. At that time, the royal knights fought bloody battles here and formed the Fengchuan family, one of the six major families today."
There is a famous saying in Storm Wall: Follow the direction of the wind and you will find your way home.
"The heads of the Fengchuan family in all generations have held the [Lan] in hand to guard the gate of Izumo. The invisible strong wind is the power of the imperial sword," Ying frowned and her voice became a little more serious.
"Did you stay up late reading again?"
"I'm very interested in the history of this place," An Ming saw Ying's angry eyes and immediately changed his words: "But that's not a reason to stay up late. I will definitely go to bed at nine o'clock tonight."
Ying nodded in satisfaction, "Seven years old is the age for growth, so going to bed early will help you grow taller."
"Sister Ying goes to bed early every day, but she's not very tall..."
"What did you say?"
Feeling the frosty murderous intent, An Ming lay back in bed obediently, fearing that he would become the victim of Frost's knife.
Sakura sat on the edge of the bed, her white fingertips touching the knob of the wall lamp, but in her heart she was thinking about the journey she had taken over the past year.
She didn't understand the principles of reincarnation, but she knew that the person in front of her was An Ming, a brand new An Ming.
Whether in terms of personality, appearance, or even the style of every move, he is undoubtedly the most familiar boy, which makes Sakura even more difficult to make a decision.
She learned about the existence of reincarnation only after she came to Izumo, because she met a person in Izumo who was also supposed to have died on Edo Star.
Since that day, Sakura has been wondering if she will be able to meet An Ming again in Izumo one day...but what attitude should she have towards him then?
She lost to Hanabi on Edo Star, and finally chose to accompany Anming through his final time as a sister. She understood that Izumo did not have Hanabi, and she also understood a simpler truth.
An Ming did not start this rebirth just for her. There will be a second "Hanabi" in Izumo, and she is just an NPC who serves as a part of the background story.
If it weren't for the power of the trickster, Sakura would have been just an ordinary person who would eventually grow old and die on the Edo planet. How could she have come to Izumo?
In Izumo's original world line, Sakura never existed.
The sword wielder holding Frost might not have been her originally.
An Ming always talks about finding the meaning of existence, but he doesn't know that the girl next to him is the one who never knows the meaning of her own existence.
Sakura's original personality was very cold, but that was just outward coldness. However, since coming to Izumo, she gradually realized that she did not belong here.
That indifference gradually solidified into a deeper ice shell. She would still draw her sword to help, but there was no meaning in doing so anymore.
Only when facing An Ming, Ying's heart will open up a little and tell her inner thoughts that no one can listen to.
The name "Anming" symbolizes everything about Edo Star to Sakura.
Apart from Qianying, all she had left was Anming.
Ying sat on the edge of the bed, and when she heard An Ming's even breathing, she smiled like a mother. Then she lay down quietly beside him, lying on her side and gently hugged the boy in her arms from behind.
When she told Mei not to fall in love with Anming, she was actually saying this to herself.
What is the use of love if we cannot break the cycle of reincarnation?
Time and again, there is endless loss and reincarnation, and Sakura is not sure whether such a relationship still has meaning.
All she could do was follow her heart.
Feeling the warmth of An Ming's body, Ying felt slightly relieved. At least now... he was still alive.
An Ming was not actually asleep, but the delicate fragrance of hair lingered around his nose. He did not understand the complicated thoughts in Ying's mind, but he had depended on this cold-outside-but-warm-hearted girl during the past year of journey. This kindness, which came without any reason, could never be repaid.
An Ming naturally remembered all that Ying had done for him. Perhaps they were just the same kind of people.
It's like there is no reason to exist in this world, and there is no place that can be called home.
That's why Ying always sits for a long time under the cherry tree in Lianxin Lake, waiting for the person whom she may never be able to wait for in her entire life, but that is the only thing she can do.
The next morning.
After having breakfast in the inn lobby, the two continued to move towards the Storm Wall. Compared to the original God's Fallen Land, at least the road here has become wider and smoother, and patrolling guards in knight armor can often be seen on both sides.
What greeted them was not a gentle breeze, but a solemn gale, guiding people towards the direction of the Storm Barrier.
Starting from the westernmost God's Falling Land, the terrain begins to change from high to low, and the Storm Barrier relies on the edge of the mountain range, which is a natural place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.
"The Twelve Imperial Swords, so there are twelve Imperial Sword Masters?"
"It should be so, but that's just the ideal situation," Ying walked beside An Ming. She looked in good spirits and it was obvious that she had a good sleep.
"To become a Royal Sword Master, one not only needs to have extraordinary martial arts skills, but also needs to be recognized by the Royal Sword before being able to use it. To some extent, it is the Royal Sword that selects the Royal Sword Master."
An Ming was a little confused after hearing this, "Then why did [Shuang] choose Sister Ying?"
Ying recalled the scene at that time, pursed her lips and smiled, "At that time, except for [Zhen], it didn't matter to me which sword I chose. What's more, all the imperial swords were eager for me to become its master."
"The reason I chose Frost in the end is that it looks very similar to Chizakura."
In front of Izumo, Sakura's martial arts were so exaggerated that they could strike at a dimensionality reduction level. After being recognized, Shuang was so excited that she burst into a loud sword sound.
"After becoming a Royal Sword Master, each time you draw your sword, you have to use your life as fuel. Therefore, the life of each Royal Sword Master is extremely short, and most of them will die before the age of thirty."
"Because of this, there are actually only seven imperial sword users in Izumo now."
"Zhen, Tian, Lan, Shuang, Lie, Jue, Qian."
"And as the disaster gets further and further away, the significance of the Imperial Swordsman's existence seems to become less and less," Sakura calmly recounted the unknown past. In her eyes, Izumo was just another Edo, the Edo star controlled by the gods, and there was no difference between it and Izumo shrouded by the sun.
But Edo has Yasuaki, so... Izumo will have it too.
Ying never considered herself as the sword that could save the world, so she took the initiative to give up the sword that symbolized the original truth.
Izumo's fate has never changed. Izumo's fate has already been written into the history of later generations. The only one who can change it is Anming!
The only salvation.
It is also the only variable.
Sakura knew that after this, An Ming would still enter a new reincarnation, and would definitely rewrite his destined fate no matter how many times.
All she could do was to accompany him on the short journey and witness the redeemed world on his behalf.
"Then if we don't draw our swords, we don't have to reduce our lives?"
"If you don't draw your sword, you will suffer the backlash of the imperial sword," Ying said softly, "The previous head of the Minamoto family died because of the backlash of the imperial sword. He was only forty-one years old."
"So most of the imperial sword users you see are young people."
"Then Sister Ying has never suffered any backlash?"
"It's not that I need Shuang, but Shuang desires to be used by me," Ying said calmly, "Naturally, there will be no backlash."
Now An Ming had a more intuitive understanding of Ying's strength. No wonder Lei Dian Lingyi always spoke with great respect when he mentioned Ying. After all, she was the only imperial sword user who had lived from the past to the present.
The lifespan of other imperial sword users was no more than fifty years at most, but Sakura had spent dozens of long Amber Ages alone. Her strength was simply difficult to estimate.
If a person practices swordplay for a lifetime, he may achieve the level of a master.
But if one practices swordplay for a full ten Amber Ages, no one can imagine what kind of sword that would be.
The words that An Ming was about to say were stuck on his lips, because a motionless knight appeared in the middle of the road leading to the Storm Barrier.
In front of the towering circular arch, the ropes slowly pulled up the heavy door, and the knight covered in armor stood there quietly, allowing the strong wind to blow past, still standing upright like a pine tree.
One minute.
five minutes.
fifteen minutes.
There was a hint of confusion on Ying's cold face. Then she took An Ming's hand and chose to silently pass through the knight and choose to leave from the side.
"Wait--"
The knight took out a booklet from his armor, and An Ming saw the words "Let you learn 36 cool opening strategies like a royal swordsman!" written on it. Silence was the storm barrier tonight.
After a quick glance, the knight suddenly regained his momentum and shouted, "Hello, Lord Frost, since you are here, why are you leaving?"
cherry:"?"
Is this still in Izumo dialect?
An Ming, who was only seven years old, had obviously never seen such abstract performance art. The knight in front of him was clearly a human, but he spoke like a machine.
The knight took off his helmet in a hurry, revealing an extremely resolute face, but the words he said were: "Sir Frost, please rest for a moment."
"I am Feng Chuanxiu."
Feng Chuanxiu looked extremely nervous, with even a few beads of sweat on his forehead.
The cold and aloof person in front of him is not just an ordinary girl, but the living legend of Izumo. Even the little princess of the Minamoto family cannot make him so respectful.
Sakura nodded, "Hi."
She didn't know him at all.
There were countless imperial sword users in Izumo's history, but there was only one whose name Sakura could remember.
"What the Knight Commander means is that he hopes you two can stay and rest for a while. He means no ill will," the girl wearing glasses hurried over and translated Feng Chuan Xiu's words.
Feng Chuan Xiu put his helmet back on and nodded in agreement.
"I am the Knight Commander's personal guard. Just call me Xiaochun," Xiaochun looked at Anming with a smile, "Her Highness the Princess has mentioned your name to the Knight Commander. The Fengchuan family will not be stingy with martial arts and will teach you everything they know."
One of the reasons why An Ming came to Storm Barrier was to learn the swordsmanship of the Fengchuan family. Only after he had seen all the swordsmanship of the six major families, he dared to say that he could create the strongest swordsmanship in the Yun family.
"Thank you, Master Fengchuan."
An Ming now knew the identity of the knight in front of him, who was the current head of the Fengchuan family and the holder of the imperial sword [Lan], Fengchuan Xiu.
The knight knew that speaking would only make things more troublesome, so he simply nodded to indicate that you're welcome.
After all, he also wanted to see Sakura's swordsmanship, the top master who had appeared briefly in Izumo and had once saved the original Izumo with a sword in hand, and was also a true hero.
Ying nodded slightly to indicate that she had no objection.
If she and An Ming had to say where they were headed along the way, it was to visit all the remaining five major families, to witness all of Izumo's swordsmanship and to find the meaning of An Ming's existence.
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Cough cough...Aqing, what's wrong with you!
I'll give Aqing an elbow for everyone!