Meteor Soul Control

More than a hundred years ago, the greatest wish of Xu Zhudao, a famous swordsmith, was to forge an immortal sword. After more than ten years of unremitting efforts, I finally got my wish. He named the forged sword Heavenly Sword! He said: Nothing in the world can destroy its strength. If someone inflicts slight damage on the heavenly sword, he will be given three famous swords in the world: Guangfeng, Feixue and Meteor. Hanging the sword on the top of Huashan Mountain for three days attracted many martial arts masters, but no one could hurt the sword in the slightest. On the third day, when I was putting away my sword, an unknown scholar came. The left palm of the scholar's luck movement is like jade, and it can be broken into several pieces with just one strike of the heavenly sword. Xu Zhudao asked the unknown scholar what kind of skill he used to destroy the Heavenly Sword? The scholar said: "Jade King Gong, I am here to collect these three deadly swords. The day they come out again, the country will be filled with blood." After saying this, he floated away with the three famous swords. A hundred years later, the unknown scholar's words came true. Xiao Sanshao, who had been away from home in Anhezhuang for eighteen years, embarked on a journey home carrying the Meteor Sword among the three famous swords. The faint nebula of Meteor Blade lingers in the black rush, changing in blood, tears, and love, and wandering around the line of life and death. Fight for your homeland; fight for your mother's love; fight for that strange tenderness that fills your heart! Zhongyi shed tears and lost his soul. The ups and downs of dangerous emotions were condensed in dejection and ecstasy, and his soul was hurt in passion. Wedge It was the seventh day of March in the twenty-first year of Hongwu. Deep mountains, dense forests, solitary houses. Half of the room was taken up by three huge bookshelves, with all kinds of books on them spotlessly clean. In the remaining space, there are two earthen kangs covered with reed mats and wolf skins. The walls are filled with feathers of pheasants, teal, geese, etc., Making them colorful. In the center of the two earthen kangs is a short table carved from white jade, with a chessboard with clear lines carved on it, and the black and white chess pieces are crystal clear. Sitting cross-legged on one of the Kangs was an old man with a white beard and a young man with a shiny silver steel bracelet on his left wrist, who was as strong as an ox. "I'm leaving." The old man with the white beard said calmly. "Where are you going?" The young man's clear black and white, twinkling starry eyes revealed a touch of sadness. The young man's name is Xiao Feiyu. As long as he can remember, the old man with the white beard has remained the same as he is now. He is called the old man with the white beard, Hunter Dad. The birds and beasts in the mountains have never escaped from the hunter's father's long bow. He also grew up to be an excellent hunter under the guidance of the hunter's father. "Silly boy, the door to reincarnation has been opened a long time ago. My delay in leaving is not because I am attached to the mortal world, but because you kept me here as a seventeen-year-old baby." The hunter father seemed to be saying a very common thing. Two teardrops dragged their long tails down Xiao Feiyu's cheeks, because what the hunter said about reincarnation is eternal farewell. "My child, there is no need to be sad. There is no endless feast in life." The hunter father said with pity: "Outside the mountain forest where the jungle is full of grudges and grudges, your parents, two brothers and five sisters are eagerly waiting for your return." Xiao Feiyu said sadly: "But daddy..." "Reincarnation means rebirth, and rebirth means goodbye. Farewell my child, my essence, energy, and spirit will be with you." The hunter's father placed his hand on Xiao Feiyu's head, and a faint mist rose from the hunter's head, getting thicker and thicker. Xiao Feiyu lowered his eyes, and the faint mist gradually enveloped him. When Xiao Feiyu opened his eyes, his eyes were as peaceful as the stars and as deep as the autumn pool - returning to his original nature, the hunter's father poured all his power into his body with the method of opening his head. Staring at the place where the hunter's father sat, his gentle face showed confusion. He knew that the hunter father had now embarked on the road of reincarnation...