A sword stove erected on the mountain peak.

Lin Huang stood in front of the sword furnace, looking at the blue flames that floated from time to time in the furnace, his eyes were empty and he had no movement for a long time. Only the scorching fire illuminated his face, and sweat rolled down. In just a moment, Lin Huang was a little shaky and almost exhausted.

"Brother."

Shui Rou exclaimed, and a little under her feet, she was about to step into the sword furnace and help Lin Huang out.

"Don't move." The Marquis of Tianjian hurriedly stopped him.

"Let me go, can't you see it? My brother is weak in physique, and even the high temperature of the sword furnace is unbearable, let alone the sword casting?!" Shui Rou was a little angry.

"Maybe, I should really ask my brother to change his method. After all, his body..." Yang Xu asked a little worried.

Several people were arguing, and were hesitating whether to persuade Lin Huang to give up this method when they heard a hammer sound.

clang!

Lin Huang finally stretched out his hand, picked up the hammer, and swung the first hammer slowly but extremely firmly. Everyone immediately stopped the argument and looked at Lin Huang with bright eyes.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

There were three consecutive sounds of gold and iron knocking, and everyone frowned unconsciously because the sound was extremely harsh and disorganized.

"It seems that my brother is not omnipotent. At least I am afraid that this sword-making method is much better than him." Bu Yun frowned. He was born in a sword-making family and had great achievements in this sword-making method. At this moment, seeing Lin Huang's disorganized and even know nothing about the creation method, he couldn't help but want to enter the sword furnace and tell Lin Huang how to cast a sword.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

There were several consecutive sounds of knocking, but it was much better than before, with a faint sound of rhythm. Bu Yun's eyes lit up, nodded, and exclaimed: "Brother is indeed the number one genius in the ages. He actually realized the flat hammer method among the eighteen sword-casting techniques so quickly."

"Bu Yun, will you die if you don't speak?!" Tie Ruonan glared at Bu Yun fiercely.

Bu Yun smirked, shut his mouth, stopped talking, looked at Lin Huang, and suddenly stunned, "Hey, this technique is so strange, it does not belong to any of the eighteen methods of making swords, but why do I feel a little familiar?"

Not only Bu Yun, but others also felt a familiar strange feeling, which was very strange. An inexplicable sadness arose in their hearts.

Lin Huang didn't know what Bu Yun and others were thinking. He closed his eyes at this moment, and the most impressive scene in the Sword God's memory echoed in his mind. A person, a sword, lonely and speechless, silently swinging the hammer. The lonely jingle sound, for some reason, turned out to be the deepest memory remaining in Lin Huang's mind.

So Lin Huang asked for a sword furnace. He wanted to grasp the touch that moment, the touch that the sword god left him at that moment.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

After another sound, Shui Rou suddenly covered her mouth and burst into tears. She was sensitive and the first to understand what this familiar strange feeling was.

"That's...father."

Shui Rou's tears rolled and her eyes were red. She looked at Lin Huang in a daze. At this moment, Lin Huang's actions overlapped with the sword god in her memory, and her lonely and thin figure was silent, making a sword.

Those who had never understood at that time had already understood it, realized it, hurt, hurt, and heartbroken.

clang!

Another light sound, Lin Huang's eyes suddenly became calm, and endless power seemed to surge out of his body, making him eager to forge this sword.

Mars suddenly rose, and the mist was filled with water vapor. Lin Huang completely let himself be immersed in the back of the sword god's lonely sword-casting, to experience, to pursue, to understand, at that moment, what was the sword god thinking in his heart!

The entire mountain suddenly became quiet, only Lin Huang swung his hammer again and again, and then lonely and speechless sounded, but it made people cry and the sound of his eyes red.

The Marquis of Tianjian closed his eyes and listened quietly. He thought of the back of the sword god in his mind. He was so ignorant that he didn't know why the sword god didn't care about him and ignored him. He was just a lonely sword-making man, so he was not allowed to get close to him.

At this moment, when the Tianjianhou heard the sound of the sword casting again, he couldn't help feeling sad and his eyes turned red.

It turns out that you have given me the deepest love, but I have been late for countless years to understand that in that silence, everything you have done for me.

Father's love is like a mountain, he is there, he is always there, but we stand on the mountain and look at the scenery in the distance. Never remember the mountain that silently lifts us up under our feet. It was he who gave us a shoulder, a fulcrum, and a peak to touch the highest point of the world and see the scenery in the distance.

Shui Rou had already cried, Tie Ruonan hugged her hard, but her tears had already lost control.

She kept thinking, if they were not so willful and stupid at the beginning, wouldn’t everything that happened next? She could still lie in the warm palm of the sword god, and she didn’t need to imagine her long loneliness and wandering in the future.

"Shui Rou, we must be stronger. Let our father be proud of us!" Tie Ruonan's eyes were blurred in tears, but he still tried hard to comfort Shui Rou, who had already shed tears.

"If I could get my father back, I would rather not learn to be strong in my life!"

Shui Rou's words instantly made Tie Ruonan burst into tears.

If the Sword God is still there, how could they need to be strong? If the Sword God is there, they can block all the storms for them.

Bu Yun and Ji Feng looked at the sword furnace in a daze. At this moment, their vision was blurred, as if they saw the figure of the sword god, standing there, silently swinging the hammer.

At that time, they didn't understand, and they also complained about the busyness of the Sword God and ignored them, but at this moment, they understood, realized, hurt, and were injured.

The silkworm will not stop until it dies, and the candle will not stop drying when it turns into ashes.

Being a parent is just that.

Lin Huang sighed a long time, put down the hammer in his hand weakly, and looked at the sword that appeared in front of him. This sword was very strange, without a sharp edge or blade, but as long as you hold it in your hand, you will feel at ease.

"Where I am at peace is my family. This is not a sword, but a family, a promise, a responsibility, and a lifelong protection." Lin Huang held the sword in his hand, pondered for a long time, and finally turned into a sigh.

"I have already understood your way, your sword, your touch. That is indeed an invincible belief and an invincible power."

Lin Huang's eyes became calm, and he looked at the people who were already in tears, hung the long sword he had made in his hand in front of the sword furnace, "Go. Let him know that his protection, his persistence, and his beliefs were not in vain!"

Everyone nodded with a sad expression and slowly walked to the sword. This was not the sword god, but they could feel the familiar warmth of the sword god in this sword god.

Lin Huang lowered his head, lowered his eyebrows, and sat cross-legged, "Sword God, your Tao, your sword, your touch, I already understand. Is that true? If you want to pass the five changes in heaven and man, do you have to find the power to move yourself?"

"If you can't move your own power, how can you support me all the way and win the throne of God! This is not a change of heaven and man, it is a change of mind!"

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