Chapter 4356: Memory fragments of the Human Sword Ancestor, the son of a swordsmith

Regarding this change, Ye Guchen was calm in his heart.

He understood that the Human Sword Ancestor's inheritance naturally wasn't easy to obtain.

And when the scene before Ye Guchen's eyes gradually became clear.

He found himself in an old-looking building.

Around the building, there were traces of being scorched black by fire.

And in the center of the building was a huge copper furnace.

In which there were some sword weapons burned red-hot, being forged.

A man with dark, bronze-colored skin was forging something inside.

And beside the man was a child, making it hard to see clearly.

"Dad, is this sword about to be forged?"

The child asked curiously.

"Hehe, after engraving some Dao patterns, it can be forged into shape."

"By then, this sword will be offered to the imperial family."

"Dad is really amazing!" the child said.

"Heh, then Chen'er, do you want to become a swordsmith like your father in the future?"

The child thought for a while, shook his head and said: "I also want to become a swordsmith, but I want to become the number one swordsman in the world even more."

"Number one in the world, haha, being number one in the world is not so easy."

"Let alone number one in the world, if Chen'er can spar with the children of the Xuanyuan Dynasty's Emperor in the future, that would already be quite remarkable."

The Xuanyuan Dynasty's Emperor was the number one sword Dao expert of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.

His children were also all dragons and phoenixes among people.

And this middle-aged man was a swordsmith specially forging weapons for the Xuanyuan Dynasty's imperial family.

"I definitely will!" the child said, clenching his fists.

Seeing this blurred scene.

Ye Guchen's face also tightened.

Because the real name of the Human Sword Ancestor was Jian Chen!

"Could this be the memory fragments of the former Human Sword Ancestor?" Ye Guchen thought.

And next, the scene changed.

In the years that followed, the child learned to forge swords while practicing the sword.

It can be said that his whole life was tied to the sword.

Even when resting, he was holding a sword.

Even Ye Guchen couldn't help but sigh when he saw this.

From the youngest age, the Human Sword Ancestor had already shown monstrous sword Dao talent.

Even when he was forging swords, the many sword weapons around the forge would resonate faintly with his forging.

Ye Guchen could be sure.

In the earliest times, the Human Sword Ancestor did not have any special physique.

If he had to say what talent he had, it was an extraordinary sword heart.

The hazy and blurred scene passed in a flash.

The next moment, the scene before his eyes became clear again.

It was actually in a place like an imperial garden.

A teenager in simple clothes faced a group of teenagers and girls in luxurious clothes, clearly disciples of royalty and nobility.

And the leader, a teenager in a bright yellow robe, had an arrogant look in his eyes.

Looking at this simple teenager, who was the young Human Sword Ancestor, Jian Chen.

"Yo, isn't this the son of the famous great swordsmith of our Xuanyuan Dynasty?"

"Did you come here to peek at our imperial family practicing the sword and martial arts?"

"You know, this is a capital offense."

This teenager was the ninth son most favored by the Xuanyuan Dynasty's Emperor, favored since childhood, with a proud and arrogant personality.

"I just entered this place by mistake," Jian Chen said calmly.

"Hmph, even if you are shown the sword manual, you won't be able to learn it."

"Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, the son of a mouse can dig holes."

"Since you are the son of a swordsmith, you can only forge swords for the rest of your life."

"What you need to do is to forge the best swords for our imperial family."

"If you can't forge them, then you are trash."

Jian Chen didn't say anything, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, no matter what, you entered this place, so it counts as a violation."

"Next, you can just be the object for me to practice the sword."

The Ninth Prince's eyes carried a playful look.

The people around all showed a look of ridicule toward Jian Chen, carrying faint pity.

Jian Chen frowned.

However, the Ninth Prince didn't say a word and attacked directly.

His aura erupted, and his realm was not weak.

And Jian Chen, no matter what, was just the son of a swordsmith.

Although his talent was monstrous, his cultivation resources could not be compared to these royals and nobles at all.

Just at this moment.

Ye Guchen, who had been watching this illusion.

Suddenly his mind shook.

The next moment, he found that the Ninth Prince was attacking him directly!

"What's going on, I have become the Human Sword Ancestor?!"

Ye Guchen's mind was shaken.

Just now, he had been observing the memory fragments of the Human Sword Ancestor from the perspective of a bystander.

But now, he seemed to have become the young Human Sword Ancestor!

Most importantly.

Ye Guchen could not use his own power.

He could only use the power of the young Jian Chen.

His body was weak, his realm was average, only his sword Dao was clear in his heart.

In the eyes of the young Human Sword Ancestor.

Even this Ninth Prince was an extremely difficult enemy.

At this moment, Ye Guchen vaguely understood.

What the so-called test was.

Ye Guchen didn't think much and attacked directly.

Even with the weakest body.

But that kind of sword Dao technique still existed.

Subsequently, a cold light flashed.

Everyone was stunned.

Blood splattered.

The Ninth Prince's right arm holding the sword was actually severed!

"Damn it, you... you lowly slave!" the Ninth Prince's face was pale, roaring.

Around the imperial palace, there were many experts who heard the sound and flew through the wind.

The next moment, the scene before Ye Guchen's eyes became blurred again.

"What's going on..."

Ye Guchen frowned vaguely.

But he believed that if it were the Human Sword Ancestor, he would have made the same choice as him.

However, a moment later.

The blurred scene before his eyes became clear again.

The young Jian Chen stood in the rain.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Jian Chen looked at his father, whose hair was gray and who looked exceptionally old.

"I'm fine, you kid, you really exceeded my expectations."

"That Ninth Prince is a monster cultivated with the resources of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, and you actually severed his arm."

"It was all my fault..." Jian Chen clenched his fists.

"It's okay, but next, I have to stay in the Xuanyuan Dynasty to forge swords for His Majesty."

"You leave with your aunt." the man said earnestly.

"Then when can I come back?" Jian Chen asked.

"Heh... then wait until you become the number one swordsman in the world before coming to find me!" the man laughed heartily.

Jian Chen nodded heavily.

The scene before his eyes became blurred again, the picture changed, and another period of time passed.

And the picture that emerged next.

Was an imperial city of blood and fire.

Under the imperial city lay the corpses of many experts of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.

A young sword cultivator, holding a long sword, his green shirt stained with blood like peach blossoms.

His gaze looked toward the void above the imperial city.

A middle-aged man in a dragon crown and imperial robe.

"Where is my father?"

This young sword cultivator said word by word.

It was Jian Chen who had returned.

And the man in the dragon crown and imperial robe looked at Jian Chen, letting out a cold and sharp laugh.

"I didn't expect that the son of that swordsmith could become the number one sword cultivator who swept through thirteen countries."

"At first, you hurt my son's arm, and I intended to execute you."

"But he wanted to pay with his life."

"However, he is a swordsmith after all, and still has value."

"I placed him under house arrest in the forge, forging weapons and swords day and night."

"But I have to say, the swords he forged are indeed perfect."

"As for wanting to see him, of course you can."

"Now, you can let father and son reunite..."

The Xuanyuan Emperor finished speaking, but a strange and cold smile appeared on his face.

Then, a cyan sword embryo was sacrificed from his palm!

"Your father is right here!" ===== CHAPTER 4357 =====