Musashi Izumimoto is a famous sword-casting master in the Izumo Kingdom.

It is rumored that when he was seven years old, he accidentally entered the mountains during a trip and was adopted by a knife ghost. He taught the secret technique of making swords. At the age of twenty, he came out of the mountain. The famous blade he cast was extremely sharp and was the treasure that many warriors and swordsmen dreamed of.

The sword casting master who defected to the Hei family was once dissatisfied and came to challenge him. He was cast by Musashi Izumizu and killed eight famous blades in his hand in a row. He left in shame. From then on, he devoted himself to studying the casting skills and kept striving for excellence. He was only more respectful to Musashi Izumizu and called him a "teacher".

This Musashi Izumoto lives in Kyoto and his residence is located in a bamboo forest.

When Duan Yu came here by horse, he suddenly felt a little desolate and deserted.

The frequency of warriors and ronin appearing around is much higher than that elsewhere, making it impossible for other civilians to avoid them.

After all, the warriors at this time had the privilege of "killing the She Yu Dui" and could kill rude servants, town people, and people without being punished.

Even if they are the ronin who are the most unclothed and cannot eat, they will definitely have an extremely sharp sword on them.

This is the case with the ronin, so there is no need to say more about the warriors of Shiqing and Shilu's desire for famous swords.

Therefore, outside the residence of Musashi Izumi, you can often see gorgeously decorated samurai in and out, and even kneel down for it for a long time to pray.

‘If this Musashi Izumi Shou had not been a practitioner, could these samurai be so respectful? He would have been hacked to death long ago!’

The samurai in the Izumo Kingdom have extremely strange ideas, cruelly exploiting the weak and greedy, but respecting the powerful, and completely different from the two.

The bamboo forest is very large, and it is planted with a kind of green bamboo, as green as jade. Walking on the stone paths in it, I suddenly feel a sense of silence coming to my face, making people almost feel floating out of the world.

After walking out of the bamboo forest, I saw a courtyard with bluestone paved on the ground, a circle of bamboo fences laid out on the outside, and a pond in the courtyard, with a small bridge and flowing water. The bamboo tube deer power fell from time to time, making a crisp sound of "bang".

This was originally intended to drive away birds and beasts, but it sounded like a morning bell and evening drum, with a lot of Zen meaning.

Outside the yard, several warriors and merchants holding gifts such as silk and incense burners were undoubtedly turned away.

But they were very patient and just waited.

"Who is coming?"

Duan Yu walked forward a few steps and saw two warriors guarding the door. He glanced coldly and asked sternly.

"Dongchen Xingshang, let Musashi Izumi come out to see me!" Duan Yu smiled, but his tone was so big that he was frighteningly loud.

When the two warriors heard this, they were furious and took a step forward and pressed the handle of the knife.

Visitors around quickly moved away, fearing that they would affect the fish.

After all, both in Dongchen and Izumo's country, the status of merchants is very embarrassing. Although some wealthy merchants can be said to be rich enough to compete with a country, their political status is almost lower than that of civilians, and they are within the scope of the samurai killing the She Yuyu.

Duan Yu's words just now were so rude that he could be considered "rude", which means he could be killed!

"It's really... the ignorant is fearless!"

Duan Yu shook his head, reached out and pressed the handle of the ghost cut, and a trace of murderous aura overflowed.

The two warriors suddenly stopped, and even a trace of cold sweat appeared on their foreheads. Their keen intuition made them blurry, as if the handsome young man in front of them turned into an evil ghost in an instant.

Can't move forward!

One step further will die!

Sagawa Yuemon trembled all over, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand, but he did not dare to pull the knife out of the sheath.

‘This... how terrifying is this? Is this man a ghost?’

He was not a samurai who had been on the battlefield, and even learned military tactics under the guidance of Master Musashi Izumimoto. Even when facing a swordsman, he could travel for dozens of rounds.

But at this moment, he felt as if he had returned to the first time he first went to the battlefield, and even began the "warrior shock" with shame.

"Are you two waiting for me to draw your sword first?"

Duan Yu looked at this scene and said quietly, Gui Qi burst out of the sheath.

Buzz!

The howling of the bloodthirsty evil spirit who had been sealed for thousands of years immediately made the two warriors feel more and more awe-inspiring, and their bodies seem to be frozen, and they can't move at once.

Sagawa Yuemon looked at the other party in despair and slashed it gently! He returned to the black scabbard.

"ah!"

Only then did the two of them wake up as if they were dreaming and find that they were already sitting on the ground in a mess, sweating like slurry.

Next to them, a bamboo was cut off and gently fell to the ground.

But the people around were looking at this scene strangely.

They didn't understand why the two warriors did not move after taking a step forward, and the young man just drew his sword and slashed the bamboo, which scared them to the ground.

At this time, Duan Yu's control of evil energy had reached a magical state. He only targeted these two warriors, but the people around him were awakened without any awareness.

"Take it to Musashi Izumiju!"

Duan Yu picked up the bamboo branches and handed them to Sagawa Yuemon's hands.

"Hi!"

Sagawa was very focused and hardly dared to see this demon-like figure, and quickly walked into the house.

Bang!

Not long after, a few loud noises came from the house, as if a person was knocking away the furniture and fell to the ground again.

Next, the samurai who were waiting outside looked at the master Musashi Izumitsu in a daze and hurried out quickly, and even lost a wooden clog on his feet!

"This is really...this is really..."

He was about forty years old, unkempt and had a circle of stubble. At this time, he looked at the ghost cutter on Duan Yu's waist and was simply blinded.

"What? Could this be your way of hospitality?" Duan Yu smiled and interrupted the master's obsessive expression.

"Very sorry!"

Musashi Inspur wakes up from his dream and bows 90 degrees: "The distinguished guest is here, please go to the humble house to serve tea!"

Suddenly, while watching with his eyes falling all over the ground, he respectfully invited Duan Yu into the room.

"Yuemon, guard the outside immediately and no one is allowed to come in!"

The other generals of Musashi Izumi were sent away, and then they knelt down with their hands and fists, and kowtowed: "Do you dare to ask what you hold in your hand, but you're a ghost cut?"

"That's right! Do you want to see?"

Duan Yu untied the scabbard and stretched it over.

"Don't dare!"

Musashi Izumio was so scared that she stepped back several knees: "This craftsman once said that if you have the power of ghosts and gods, if you don't have enough intention to intimidate them, you will become a slave to the sword!"

He paused and saluted again: "Since you are the master of this knife, do you know what the craftsman is now?"

"My name is Duan Yu, I came from the East Chen Kingdom overseas. Will the teacher killing house..."

Duan Yu thought about it and told some rumors.

"I see……"

After hearing this, Musashi Izumio said nothing and finally nodded: "After the master cast this knife, he has been restless. It turns out that he is going to the mainland to test the knife, and maybe there is a blood sacrifice... Please wait, I will go to serve tea!"

After saying that, he went out in person and brought the tea bowl in.

This is the best blue and white porcelain cup or the Qingguo style. Duan Yu couldn't help but nod in secret after seeing it, knowing that Musashi Izumi was indeed rich.

While Duan Yu was having a leisurely tea, he also regarded this person's true feelings as much as he did. He practiced both martial arts and martial arts, but his magic was only at the level of the Wulu Taoist body, and his martial arts were not as good as the master.

It is already amazing when placed outside.

Musashi Izumisou obviously knew that Duan Yu was unfathomable. Not to mention his cultivation level, at least he could at least be intimidated by Gui Qi. He would definitely not be able to do this. He couldn't help but ask again: "I wonder what you are doing here?"

"It's mainly for this ghost cut!"

Duan Yu pulled out his knife without hesitation and inserted it on the floor.

"hiss……"

As expected, Musashi Izumimoto's eyes were both fearful and turned into a pilgrimage-like expression, mixed with desire and greed.

The feeling was like an old alcoholic who was about to die of thirst in the desert suddenly saw a whole tank of beautiful wine, or a vicious ghost who was lustful as if he had seen a peerless beauty, opening his mouth wide and saliva was about to flow down.

He lay forward, his eyes leaned against the blade, and he wanted to see every inch of the Yayun muscle above. After a stick of incense, he gasped again and again: "Hiss... The sword turned out that the master only completed a sword embryo, and later he passed the flesh and blood of many powerful people to open his head. Somehow, he absorbed a fierce aura and perfectly merged with the blade body... It would be a pity to see such a beautiful thing..."

Musashi Izumitsu almost burst into tears and wiped his eyes: "I understand why you are looking for me, too... This knife was already a great success, but it was once again hurt, which made the fierce aura unable to be perfectly stimulated!"

"Yes, that's exactly that!" Duan Yu nodded: "What remedies do you have?"

"The craftsman's ability is far more than me..." Musashi Izumimoto said: "I can do almost nothing, but this knife already has its own life. As long as you follow its desires, you should be able to recover slowly..."

"The desire of the knife..." Duan Yu's eyes narrowed, and it was obvious that he wanted to slaughter a large number of masters' blood sacrifices: "Is there no other way?"

"This is the only way! But I still have a formation map here, which was left by the craftsman. It is said to be related to Ghost Cut, and may be helpful to the adults? But I need to check this Ghost Cut..."

Musashi Izumima stared at Gui Ke and swallowed a loud saliva.

"You mean... let me cut the ghost here?" Duan Yu smiled and used the Taoist Qingxin Curse and blew it suddenly.

"ah!"

Musashi Izumitsu collapsed to the ground, trying hard to look away, and did not dare to look again: "This knife... is too dangerous, and my mind is almost swallowed by it. God and Buddha, why do I have such greed?"

Even though he said so, his eyes still glanced at Guiqi, showing obsession.

This is the nature of the Izumo people, everything goes to extremes.

I'm afraid there was already an idea in his heart, that is, if he could possess such an extremely beautiful thing, even if he became a knife slave or died the next moment, he would have no regrets.

choke!

Duan Yu put his knife in the sheath, and Musashi Izumi finally calmed down, but his face looked depressed.
Chapter completed!