The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 512

The night deepened, and the Miao forest under the moonlight seemed to become even quieter because of this brief conflict, as if nothing had ever happened, and only the lingering sword energy lingered in the air for a long time.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling over the ancient and mysterious Sword Forging Villa. Inside the villa, the iron furnace was burning, and the firelight reflected a resolute face - Ren Xiaoyao. He held an unformed long sword in his hand, and his eyes revealed a pursuit and desire for the ultimate in martial arts. Tonight, he decided to complete an unprecedented feat, forging a magic weapon that could integrate the power of the five elements.

"Xiaoyao, are you sure you want to do this?" an old swordsmith asked with concern, his eyes full of worry, "The things needed for this sword are too dangerous. If you are not careful, you will attract divine punishment."

Ren Xiaoyao smiled lightly, with a hint of determination in his eyes: "Master, I am ready. For the peace of the martial arts world, this sword must be forged." As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the last piece of meteorite into the furnace. Suddenly, the entire sword-making room was shrouded by a strange force, and the air around it seemed to solidify.

At this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and a disciple rushed in with a look of fear on his face: "Master, it's bad, someone has sneaked into the villa and is heading here!"

Ren Xiaoyao frowned, his hands moving without stopping, and asked in a deep voice: "How many people are there?"

"There are at least dozens of masters, all of them are highly skilled in martial arts, and they are coming with great force!" The disciple's voice trembled.

"Hmph, since they dare to come to the Sword Forging Villa to cause trouble, let them see the true power of sword forging." Ren Xiaoyao curled his lips into a sneer, and the long sword in his hand gradually took shape in the fire, emitting a dazzling light.

Outside the door, a group of men in black quietly surrounded the sword-making room. The leader sneered, “Ren Xiaoyao, hand over your sword-making secrets, or today will be the end of the Sword-making Villa!”

Ren Xiaoyao walked out slowly, holding the newly forged sword. The tip of the sword tapped the ground lightly, making a crisp sound. "If you want my secret book, first ask this sword if it agrees!"

The battle was about to break out, the men in black showed their weapons one after another, and the air was filled with murderous intent. Ren Xiaoyao moved, shuttling between the enemies like a ghost, the magic weapon in his hand seemed to have life, and every time he waved it, it could bring up a gust of wind and force the enemy back.

"This... what kind of martial arts is this?" The leader of the men in black was shocked. He had never seen such a strange and powerful swordsmanship.

Ren Xiaoyao snorted coldly, turned the sword tip and pointed it at the sky. A brilliant sword light shot straight into the sky, instantly tearing the night sky apart, revealing a brilliant starry sky. "Five Elements Sword Art, Flying Fairy from the Sky!" With his roar, the sword light turned into countless tiny points of light, pouring down like a meteor shower, covering all the enemies.

After the battle, the villa returned to peace. Ren Xiaoyao stood in the ruins, looking at the magic weapon in his hand, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart: "This sword is not only a weapon, but also the glory and responsibility of the Sword Forging Villa."

The old swordsmith came forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Well done, Xiaoyao, you have not only inherited the skills of the Sword Forging Villa, but also protected the peace of the martial arts world."

Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "All this is for those innocent lives and our common home."

"So, what do you plan to name this sword?" the old swordsmith asked curiously.

Ren Xiaoyao raised his head and looked into the distance, his voice filled with infinite longing: "Let's call it 'Peace'. May it protect every inch of land and every living being on this earth."

"Peace..." The old swordsmith repeated the name, tears flashing in his eyes, "What a good name. This sword deserves this name."

The two smiled at each other, as if all their hard work and efforts had been rewarded in the best way at this moment.

That day, Ren Xiaoyao set foot in the heart of Miaojiang. Surrounded by towering ancient trees and entwined vines, the air was filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. The purpose of his trip was to find the legendary "King of All Poisons" to cure his best friend of the strange poison. Miaojiang has always been the sphere of influence of the Five Poisons Sect. Although Ren Xiaoyao was uneasy, he was eager to save people and did not stop.

When they were deep in the dense forest, they suddenly heard a faint sound coming from the front, as if someone was lurking. Ren Xiaoyao's mind moved, and his figure disappeared into the shadows of the trees like a ghost. He saw two disciples of the Five Poison Sect carefully moving through the forest, holding short knives with cold light in their hands. "Strange, people from the Five Poison Sect are here late at night, could it be related to the 'King of All Poisons'?" Ren Xiaoyao thought to himself and decided to follow them to find out.

As the night deepened, the moonlight cast mottled shadows through the treetops. The disciples of the Five Poison Sect came to a dilapidated ancient temple and stopped. The temple door was closed, but a faint candlelight shone through the gap, obviously someone was inside. Ren Xiaoyao held his breath and approached quietly, only to hear a low conversation coming from the temple: "Tonight is the best time to open the seal of the King of All Poisons. As long as it succeeds, our sect will be the only one in the martial arts world."

Ren Xiaoyao was shocked. It turned out that the Five Poison Sect wanted to monopolize the power of the "King of All Poisons", which would surely cause a catastrophe in the martial arts world. He could not wait any longer and decided to break in to stop this conspiracy.

When the temple door was opened, a foul smell hit him in the face. Under the dim light in the temple, the Five Poison Sect members were standing in a circle. In the center was an ancient stone platform with strange runes engraved on it. Seeing Ren Xiaoyao breaking in, everyone was shocked. The leader sneered and said, "You ignorant kid, since you are here, you should stay alive!"

Before he finished speaking, the Five Poison Sect members had already pounced on him like wolves and tigers. Ren Xiaoyao stretched out his body, dancing with the long sword in his hand. The tip of the sword was like a spirit snake spitting out its tongue, and a little bit of cold light bloomed in the air. A fierce battle broke out in an instant, with sword lights and knife shadows intertwined, and the air seemed to be torn apart. Ren Xiaoyao's swordsmanship was exquisite, and every sword accurately interrupted the enemy's offensive, but the enemies were numerous and proficient in poison, and if he was not careful, he might be in a desperate situation.

As the battle was in full swing, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly sensed an unusual aura coming from the stone platform. He knew that there was no time to lose, so he exerted his strength, killed several followers in a row, and rushed to the stone platform. The seal of the "King of All Poisons" was about to be opened, and Ren Xiaoyao swung his sword to cut the runes on the stone platform. With a loud bang, the stone platform cracked, the seal was broken, and a strong aura dissipated.

"You... you dare to break the seal!" The Five Poison Sect leader was extremely angry, but he also knew that the situation was hopeless, so he turned around and tried to escape. Ren Xiaoyao would not let him get away so easily, so he swung his sword, and a sword energy cut through the night sky, subduing the enemy.

The dust settled, and the ancient temple returned to peace. Ren Xiaoyao looked at the broken stone platform, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. He knew that today's battle not only saved his best friend, but also prevented a catastrophe in the martial arts world. When he turned to leave the ancient temple, he whispered to the air beside him: "The road in the martial arts world is long, Ren Xiaoyao is willing to use the sword as a companion to protect the peace between heaven and earth."

This experience will become another glorious chapter in his legendary career, and his name will be passed down by future generations and become an eternal legend in the martial arts world.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on the ancient and mysterious Sword Forging Villa, covering this solemn and dignified place with a layer of silver gauze. Deep in the villa, beside a hidden furnace, Ren Xiaoyao stood in front of the blazing flames, his eyes were firm, as if he could penetrate all illusions and reach the core of the truth. Beside him was Dugu Hanshuang, the descendant of the sword-forging master Dugu Qiubai. She held an unfinished magic weapon in her hand, with both expectation and worry in her eyes.

"Brother Xiaoyao, this sword is called 'Impermanence'. It carries the hard work and expectations of my Dugu family for generations." Dugu Hanshuang's voice was low and powerful, "But to awaken its true power, a drop of hero's blood is needed."

Ren Xiaoyao frowned slightly when he heard this. He knew the art of sword-making very well, and he knew the dangers involved. "Hero's blood?" he asked. He had a premonition in his heart, but he was unwilling to believe it easily.

"Yes, only the blood of a true hero can inspire the power of 'Impermanence'." Dugu Hanshuang explained, with a complicated light flashing in his eyes, "And this is also the last test of sword forging."

There was a heavy atmosphere in the air. Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath and slowly drew out the sword from his waist. It was an old friend who had accompanied him through countless life and death. "In this case, I will lend you a hand." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his wrist, and the sharp tip of the sword gently scratched his palm. Blood instantly gushed out and dripped onto "Impermanence".

The sword suddenly trembled, and a strange power emerged from the sword, like a long drought and a sweet rain, and Impermanence seemed to wake up at this moment. The lines on the sword began to flow, emitting a dazzling light, and the whole sword seemed to have life, eager to try.

"Good! 'Impermanence' is complete. Next is the final test." Dugu Hanshuang said excitedly. She handed the sword to Ren Xiaoyao, "Use it to prove your courage and strength."

Ren Xiaoyao took over the Impermanence and felt an unprecedented power surge into his body. He was filled with confidence. At this moment, there was a noise outside the villa, and a group of men in black approached quietly. They were obviously coming for the newly forged magic weapon.

"Brother Xiaoyao, be careful!" Dugu Hanshuang reminded, but she knew that Ren Xiaoyao was unusual at this moment.

Ren Xiaoyao held the "Impermanence" in his hand, and his figure flashed like a ghost. Every time he swung his sword, the enemy fell. The sword light was like a dragon, shuttling between the enemies, and every strike was accurate and fatal. The men in black were horrified to find that they were facing an almost unbeatable opponent.

The battle lasted for a long time. When the last ray of sword light dissipated, Ren Xiaoyao stood in the mess, breathing steadily, as if everything just now was just a trial run. "'Impermanence' really lives up to its reputation." He whispered to himself and looked at Dugu Hanshuang, with unspeakable pride and satisfaction in his eyes.

Dugu Hanshuang stepped forward and patted Ren Xiaoyao on the shoulder: "In today's battle, you not only proved your strength, but also made Wu Chang famous. From now on, you and I are true partners."

"Partner," Ren Xiaoyao repeated this warm word, a smile on his face, "With a friend like you, why should I fear any hero in the world?"

The two smiled at each other, and the Sword-Forging Villa under the moonlight witnessed the birth of this legend. From then on, there was a pair of duos that could not be underestimated in the martial arts world, and the name "Wu Chang" was passed down through the ages with their footprints.

In this dense forest of Miaojiang shrouded in ancient legends, there is a hidden place called Nether Valley, where the mysterious traces of the Five Poison Sect are hidden. Ren Xiaoyao, a chivalrous man with unique skills, stepped into this land full of unknowns and dangers alone in order to pursue a secret that has been buried for many years.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on the dense treetops, leaving only mottled light and shadows. Ren Xiaoyao shuttled lightly through the forest, and every step seemed to blend with nature. His breathing was even, and his eyes were like torches, searching for clues in the darkness. "It is rumored that the Five Poison Sect has the secret of the ancient magic weapon. If I can get it, it will definitely help me." He muttered in his heart, but his steps did not stop at all.

Suddenly, a slight noise broke the silence of the night. Ren Xiaoyao stopped alertly and looked around. He saw several dark shadows approaching silently not far ahead. He raised his lips slightly, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes, "Are they coming?"

"Hmph, Ren Xiaoyao, you dare to break into the forbidden area of ​​my Five Poison Sect. Today is the day you die!" The leader shouted coldly. Behind him, several sect members slowly surrounded him, each holding a strange weapon in their hands. The air was filled with a suffocating breath.

Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and appeared in front of a believer like a ghost. With a "bang", the weapon in the man's hand was taken away. Then, Ren Xiaoyao turned his wrist, and the weapon turned into a cold light and stabbed straight at another believer.

The battle broke out in an instant, with swords flashing and sabers interlaced, and each strike carried deadly force. However, Ren Xiaoyao seemed to be at ease, and each time he attacked, he could accurately avoid the enemy's vital points and counterattack at the same time. His body movements were like flowing clouds and water, making people unpredictable. Gradually, the Five Poison Sect members began to show signs of fatigue.