Chapter 1135 Creation and Creator, the Funeral of the Sword

The wind of the night blew across the broken blade with purple and red eyes intertwined.

Fengyuan Manye said to the demon sword: "You may not realize this. Or your swordsmith does not know that the power that gives you consciousness comes from the evil god."

"It is the evil remnant left over from ancient times, and it is also the source of the madness and violence in your heart."

The power of the evil god is good at intensifying and distorting the obsessions in one's heart. Is the demon sword's current wish really the wish it had at the beginning of its journey?

"Let him give up!" Jiang Yi handed the knife to Fengyuan Manye, "Do you have the confidence to resist the temptation of the evil spirit?"

Yao Dao was stunned for a moment, then, relieved, he said to Jiang Yi: "Thank you!"

Fengyuan Manye smiled and stretched out his hand: "It seems that there is more than just violence in his heart."

"Then I will grant your wish!"

He lowered his head and held the demon sword, "I don't have similar obsessions, I should be able to resist for a while."

The power of the evil god entangled in the maple leaves, turning into endless whispers.

"…Sorry! I can't change it, this is part of my consciousness." The demon sword noticed something, but the most he could do was to suppress himself and not take over Fengyuan Manye's body.

But the influence of obsession cannot be controlled.

"How?" Jiang Yi asked.

“No, it’s okay…” Fengyuan Manye closed her eyes for a while, then opened them again, “I just felt a little dizzy, but I got used to it quickly. This degree is within my expectations.”

"Well! Let's find some sea ghosts to try out our swords." Jiang Yi took Fengyuan Manye and took a step forward, arriving at a beach where sea ghosts were lurking.

"Who is it..." Waking up from his sleep, Hai Luan Gui looked at the two figures coming under the starlight.

Fengyuan Manye kept his mind empty and ethereal to resist the temptation of the evil spirit.

"In the storm, I return with a sword and walk barefoot..."

"Everyone - please give me some advice!"

There was no need to talk about the code of conduct when facing Hai Luan Gui. With a slight bow, he stepped on the wind and moved with the sword. His figure floated like a maple leaf, bringing up a touch of blood-red on the enemy.

The Hai Luan Gui were completely enraged. They were the only ones who attacked others, but no one else would attack them, especially in the middle of the night.

"Looking for death!" The sword enchanted with fire in his hand collided with the demon sword.

The demon sword wants a hearty battle in order to enter the "One Heart" state of "Issinden" with him, so Kaedehara Manye tries not to use the power of the Eye of God as much as possible, and simply uses force and sword skills to deal with a whole group of Kairanki.

The flames were cut apart by the power of the evil god. The broken blade showed the sharpness of the famous sword in the past. The purple-red sword energy cut through the surrounding wooden boxes and cut through the armor of Hai Luan Gui.

The momentum was as strong as a rainbow, but as Jiang Yi took Fengyuan Manye to fight against monsters and teams of wandering warriors.

The high-intensity battle caused the light of the demon sword to gradually dim, and its power became weak, and it began to be unable to resist the enemy's sword enchanted with thunder and fire.

The blade became more broken.

Fengyuan Manye sighed, and in the next sword clash, he drew his own sword and cut off the enemy's sword.

The battle is over.

"Although you have been trying to match my rhythm and support your body with gritted teeth, I can only say sorry to you. I cannot understand your paranoia and cruelty, nor can I resonate with the swordsmith." Fengyuan Manye held the sword that had reached its limit after holding it for such a long time.

This is a sword specially designed for "One Mind". If you cannot enter the state of "One Mind", you will not be able to unleash the true power of this sword.

"Failed..." Yaodao has always wanted to enter "One Heart" with Fengyuan Manye, but unfortunately the two have no compatibility.

"You realized long ago that when you set out on this journey, you lost the only person who could unleash your power." Fengyuan Manye pointed at the swordsmith, "This is the source of your despair, the reality you are unwilling to face. The further you move forward, the more desperate you become. But you cannot say 'no' to that person's wish!"

Jiang Yi reflects on himself three times a day, looking at the creations and life he created.

Do my wishes affect them? Can they say "no" to themselves, such as the golden armor warriors and stone statues and clay dolls who have been training in the cave?

Well! Let's give them a few days off every month! They can go out and have fun as they please.

"My life, my body, everything I have was given by him... I still cannot give up his long-cherished wish, because this is the meaning of my existence." Yaodao's thoughts are basically the thoughts of all creatures created by gods or some life forms.

Live because of it, live because of it, die because of it.

To develop to the point of turning away from the Creator requires special experiences and a long time.

Jiang Yi knew that his creation also lived purely for him, and he could not change it. Only time could change these thoughts.

Treating the creatures of creation as your own children, you can let them grow and no longer view them as tools.

Is this the merciless yet compassionate way of heaven, or a merciful Creator?

When people in the world discuss Tao, they are not discussing the truth and laws that exist in the world, but their own ideas, so there are hundreds of schools of thought. If you practice Tao and gain Tao, and benefit all living beings, you can become a saint. Mortals can become saints, immortals can become saints, and gods without Tao can become demons.

When the gossip in your eyes turns, only when your vision, mind and state of mind are high enough can you see all things and the world.

Therefore, he can be compared with the ancient sages and embody the ancient classics.

A figure with a human body and a snake tail emerged from the alien force. It was the source of the dragon totem of the alien world, the source of the Book of Changes and the Bagua, and the source of humanities.

The two hexagrams of Qian and Kun in the Book of Changes.

Tian Xingjian, the gentleman keeps improving himself; the terrain is kun, and the gentleman carries the goods with virtue.

The Wood Emperor Ju Mang assisted the Green Emperor.

There is also a legend that Taihao Fuxi was the Blue Emperor.

A new road appeared in front of Jiang Yi.

"What a pity! You are the only ones who can see my heart and understand my story during my long journey." Yaodao lamented, "Compared to the famous sword that took the sword of Wuxiang, I am indeed not as compatible with you as before. My power can't reach that level."

Fengyuan Manye shook his head: "The sword in my hand is not a famous one. It is just a sword I picked up at random when I traveled to Liyue."

"W-what?" Yaodao was shocked.

Kaedehara Manye raised the sword in his hand that resonated with his own heartbeat.

"The casting and maintenance of the knife are important, but not everything. It has been with me for many years, and we have a mutual understanding. In addition, the situation at that time forced me to receive the blessing from another force."

"——Martial arts and swords, intention and heart, all are indispensable. This has always been the case with 'One Heart'."

Jiang Yi smiled when he heard that.

Yes!

I once hesitated about what material to use to reforge my "Shenhui Yanzhan" which had lost its sword body. I wanted to take all the rare treasures in the world of Teyvat to forge a sword body that carries the laws of all things.

Now, it seems...

Also fell into the fence.

The forging of a sword is important, but growing with it is even more important.

As long as it is forged, it is enough to grow to the height of carrying the laws of all things in one's mind and heart.

Then after a while, start a furnace of "Return" to practice, and when you are fully prepared, use "Return" to make a sword!

The three secrets of the immortals' elixir cauldron are returned, and then... Thinking of the diagram of designing the sword, Jiang Yi paused.

"Let it be natural according to my divinity and divine authority!"

That is, there is no atlas.

In other words, use your own heart and thoughts as a map.

But it is his own sword after all. Jiang Yi hopes most that the sword can grow with him when he becomes a god and begins to experience the years of sharing the world with him.

Yaodao was deeply shocked by Kaedehara Manye's words.

The fierce feeling was gone, but the persistence remained unchanged.

He said with a hint of envy towards other swords: "Looking back, it seems like the day when it was forged was just yesterday. He was already terminally ill at that time, and he told me that he wanted me to have a magnificent first battle. But he never stood up from his sickbed again."

"I once told him that I could give up everything for his long-cherished wish in order to repay him for giving me consciousness."

The power of the evil spirit was calmed by the compassionate rhythm that Jiang Yi had just emanated from his body. After being hit, the demon sword's consciousness gradually became clear.

"Can you grant me two requests?"

"I don't ask for any forgiveness, I just hope you can put all the blame on me and not implicate Yi Xin Chuan."

"I have gone astray, but there is still an excellent successor like you, Fengyuan Manye."

The badly damaged blade regained a glimmer of light in Fengyuan Manye's hand.

"I will pass on the inheritance of Yixinchuan."

He no longer wanted to challenge General Lei Dian again.

"It's a long journey. My battle has no glorious meaning. I just keep traveling and... keep making mistakes."

The demon sword let out a vicissitudes of life sigh.

"...Darkness and blood can make people numb. I gradually cannot distinguish between 'repaying gratitude' and 'hatred'. Not only did I fail to fulfill his wish, I also stained it..."

"Please let me experience once, the glorious battle that belongs to a samurai!"

"Man'yo Kaedehara, the best swordsman in Isshinden."

"And...I never knew your name, the one who fought against the Skylight."

Jiang Yi said: "My name is Jiang Yi."

"Thank you!" Yaodao was determined to die. "After the battle, please go to Tianmu Blacksmith Shop."

"Then let's have a sparring match, Wanye." Jiang Yi decided to satisfy this demon sword that had never experienced a battle and was of its own will, not the will of a forger.

The two requirements here are the wishes of him and the blacksmith.

He found new ways to fulfill his wishes.

"Please give me some advice!" Fengyuan Manye raised his magic sword, and Jiang Yi casually picked up an ordinary iron sword from the wandering warrior, controlled his strength, and used only pure basic swordsmanship to fight against the sword.

Amid the crisp clinking sounds, the sword's life seemed to just pass by.

It seemed as if the many dead and rusty swords he saw in Mond's Sword Tomb a long time ago seemed to brush through Jiang Yi's heart at this moment.

There is also the sword body that once shattered into pieces after the divine brilliance of the sword slashed the rock.

To die and be broken in battle, to accomplish the purpose for the sword wielder, is perhaps the sword's highest funeral.

No need to regret.

"The moment I first touched the handle of the knife, I felt as if I was transported to a mysterious space, a completely unfamiliar place. There was a knife maker lying quietly on the bed, the moonlight illuminated his frail face, he was already on the verge of death, and his life would not last long."

"Put this newly forged sword beside him and listen to his words."

After finishing their sword fight, the two walked on the quiet streets of Inazuma Castle.

Fengyuan Manye looked at the street lamp in front of him. The broken sword in his hand cast a long shadow under the street lamp. The memories of the sword formed a bright color in his heart.

The defected swordsmith heard in the Kingdom of Winter that "Issinchuan" suffered a severe blow because of them. He spent his entire life not to vent his hatred, but to make compensation.

He learned the truth of the incident and deeply regretted being deceived by the Fatui, but he could never set foot on his hometown again.

He just wanted to send back his most satisfying work.

Maple Leaf arrived in front of the Tianmu Blacksmith Shop.

"He told this sentient sword to return to Inazuma no matter what, but not to rival the gods - just to prove that they were once glorious and that they are worthy of trust."

The two of them walked and stopped, leisurely walking in the mountains all night, and now it was almost dawn.

The door of Tianmu Blacksmith House opened, and the inextinguishable fire was rising.

Red, like the morning sun.