C6 Returning to the village to prepare for the end of his long-cherished wish

Mo Jianchou and Radix Amaryllis went through the same journey, day and night, without stopping. They finally made it back to the village in early July.

When they arrived at the village, the sky was already dark. When the two of them arrived at Old Mo, Radix Amaryllis and Elder Mo's eyes were filled with tears. After the three of them finished dinner, Elder Mo ordered Mo Jianchou to rest and to discuss things with the two from Radix Amaryllis.

"Big brother, you came with my son. I wonder if you've heard anything?" Old Mo asked.

"There must be news. Second brother, let me tell you, Swallow King will definitely go back. It's not too late to regret it now." The Radix Amaryllis replied.

"Sigh, it's already too late. I've already ordered people to fix the Sword Discourse Arena, and the sword forging invitation has been sent to all the sects and schools. The Emperor has also sent a special envoy to retrieve the sword. You can't take back your arrows when you open the bow. " Old Mo said.

"I wonder when you plan on opening your sword?" Radix Amaryllis asked.

"On the seventh day of this month, I hope it's still not too late."

"The Swallow King is powerful, and right now he is busy recruiting and recruiting. He might not care about this sword. But it's not appropriate for you to open your sword at this time. "

"I have no choice but to do this. I only hope that you can teach my grandson. If anything happens to me, let him avenge me."

"Ai!" Radix Amaryllis sighed and went back to the bedroom he prepared.

A few days of time passed by in a flash like the flowing water. The misty clouds disappeared along with the wind. Liu Jiazhuang had been bustling for a while, but somehow, groups and groups of people from all over the country came to the village. The people from all different sects, including some who did not have any sects, gave their village a warm welcome, because these people had money, so there was no need to be so polite. Old Mo had also seen these people before. Strangely, they seemed to be extremely respectful to Old Mo. On the sixth of July, an imperial army came to the manor. It wasn't many, but it was the imperial guards. The leader of the group came to the front of the Mo Residence with an imperial edict in hand and was dressed in the uniform of a eunuch. He was riding a handsome white horse. Elder Mo led his family and knelt in the courtyard to receive the decree. The leader of the eunuchs dismounted and read out the decree, which read as follows:

"In accordance to the blessing of the Heavens, the Emperor hereby instructs: We shall enter the Treasure Hall for the first time and feel the might of the Grand Ancestor. The world is certain, the four seas shall submit, the sword shall be forged, the Mo Clan shall feel the majesty of the Emperor and the sword shall be forged. My special envoy led the head eunuch, Eunuch Xi, to protect the sword as he returned. This is it! "

"This commoner accepts the decree to thank you." He slowly stood up and led his father-in-law and the others into the house, welcoming them warmly.

Eunuch Xi walked into the house and sat on the chair. His servants had already poured him a cup of tea. After the Eunuch Xi finished his tea, he asked, "Old Mo, where is the Emperor Sword now?"

Elder Mo replied, "Reporting to Eunuch, the Emperor's sword is still in the Sword Cultivation Grotto. When the sword opens tomorrow, I will present it to you. "

"Oh, then we'll wait for another day."

"Eunuch, I want to ask you something. At present, there are rumors everywhere in the north saying that the Swallow King is recruiting troops with the intention of conspiring against them. I wonder what your Majesty thinks about this matter? " Old Mo asked.

"Oh, whoever has the Emperor Sword, the entire world will be in that person's hands. His Majesty himself knows. You don't have to worry too much. " The Eunuch Xi replied.

The villagers had been accustomed to the excitement. A little girl held the old elder's hand, raised her head and asked, "Grandpa, who are they? What are they doing here?" The old elder patted his granddaughter's head. "Granddaughter, ah, they are a bunch of people who don't care about their lives. You can't be like them. In the future, ah, stay far away from them."

On the southern mountain outside the village, there was a small temple. An old monk sat cross-legged on a prayer mat inside the temple. He clasped his hands together and recited a scripture.

The sky gradually darkened. Radix Amaryllis laid on the summit of Mount Kong, crossed his legs, placed both hands under his head, and placed the wine gourd at his side. The moon today was beautiful, curving up to hook the sky, accompanied by the stars. The grass on the mountain was very tall, swaying gently with the wind, showing off its elegance. Old Mo was also standing on the mountain, looking at the lights of the houses in the village below. He couldn't help but let out a short sigh.

At the end of the day, the old man was like a dying candle flame. He was like the setting sun, a withered old tree, and a withered yellow flower. He only wished that everything he had missed in this world would be as good as he had hoped!

Initially, the two of them did not speak. After looking at it for a while, Elder Mo turned around and walked to the Old Lv, and asked: "Big brother, is my third brother, fourth brother doing well?"

"Yes, the two of them have always been good." Lu Daocheng replied.

"Ai!" Elder Mo sighed. Big Brother, it's not like I don't want to be as carefree and carefree as you guys. "

"You still can't let it go!" Honestly speaking, you are bound by the rules of thousands of years. Even if you want to live, you should learn to live for yourself. Haven't your Mo Clan paid a great price to forge a sword in hundreds of thousands of years? Do you want your grandson to live his entire life like you, for the sake of forging swords? Let's not talk about the martial arts world, will your Heavenly Emperor Sword not be targeted by the Swallow King? His Majesty had given the order to lay down the vassal lords, and with such a powerful force in the Swallow King, how could he allow himself to be humiliated? To seize the Emperor Sword and seize the Heavenly Dao. "How can your Sword Crafting Villa continue to stand on its feet?"

"Ai!" This is what I am worried about, but big brother is unaware, my second brother is already running out of time, do you know why I am so anxious to open my sword and reestablish my Sword Crafting Villa? "

"Please speak, second brother." The Radix Amaryllis replied.

"In my entire life, I lived for the sword and also lived for my ancestors, but I did not pass down my ancestor's method of forging the sword to my descendants. Although I have a son, Jian Chou, from a young age until now, I have never passed down the art of forging the sword to him, and I have already thought about it clearly, in my thousand years of forging the sword, I have experienced many vicissitudes of life. Thus, I made up my mind. From this life onwards, the Mo Clan will no longer forge swords. However, I cannot disgrace my ancestor's prestige, and I cannot waste my entire life. "Let's put it this way. Rather than saying that I'm fulfilling the will of my ancestors, it would be more accurate to say that I'm fulfilling my lifelong wish."

"What's the difference?" You just can't let it go. "The four of us have roamed the martial arts world for so many years. Have you not seen through the martial arts world? No matter how good your sword is, it is only a weapon for killing. Perhaps, it will attract the martial arts world's people to fight and kill each other."

"That's why I sent my grandson to you!" Brother, please do not make him kill innocent people. If you want to fight for the sword in the martial arts world, then you can compete with my Mo Clan. In any case, my Sword Crafting Family will never forge swords, and the people in the martial arts world will never believe me. My Mo Clan has had enough of forging swords, and now, it is time for my Mo Clan to shine, my Mo Clan has been harmed by the sword for hundreds of years, and at this time, why can't my Mo Clan use the sword to indicate that my Mo Clan will no longer forge swords? "

Lu Daocheng thought that since this matter had already reached this point, there was no need to argue with his second brother about whether he was right or wrong. He could just leave it to him. After he finished thinking, he no longer spoke. Elder Mo also took the big gourd of the Radix Amaryllis and drank with him.