Chapter 1445 — The People's Heart as Blade
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Shen Mu walked out of the Sparrow-Grasping Terrace and looked back. Wei Yong stood dumbly on the terrace, staring at that iron shard.
Zaifu strode over and walked shoulder to shoulder with him, praising, "Your cultivation in the Dao realm is too high; it makes your blade skill seem greater than it is. You can make even a shard of iron display the might of a divine weapon. " Shen Mu stared blankly, then shook his head.
This was nothing to boast about.
Compared with these ordinary divine-ability users, he surpassed them far too much in vision, insight, Dao heart, and foundation. Even given a small wooden stick, he could sever a divine weapon. Zaifu laughed. "Your enlightenment this time, comprehending the Blade of Law, was plainly meant to cut down my prestige, to say that I merely flaunt a common man's courage.
But I walk with my blade, joyous in the martial world, free of all your rules and restrictions. Your Blade of Law is not necessarily better than my blade Dao. " Shen Mu was silent for a moment, then said, "Grandpa Tu must have known about Wei Qinghe long ago. Why not remove him with a common man's blade, instead of leaving him for me to deal with personally? " "If I did it, it would always be a common man's courage; if you do it, it represents the wind of Jingping.
" Zaifu smiled freely. "These years you were in the Heavenly Court and I was in Jingping. I have seen too many things like this and killed quite a few in a common man's courage, but what does it avail?
A common man's blade cannot solve these matters. Jingping is so vast; a common man's strength cannot investigate the right and wrong, black and white of all Jingping.
The Heavenly Venerate Mu is needed to establish the law. I have been waiting for you to return. " "In this world, there are always places the Blade of Law of Jingping cannot reach; perhaps a common man's wrath, blood splattering five paces, is still needed. " Shen Mu thought for a moment. "The court needs to display the Blade of Law, to rectify officialdom. But no matter how it is rectified, there will still be people like Wei Qinghe. Grandpa Tu, you are right.
I am too close to heaven and too far from earth; it is time for self-reflection. All my abilities originally arose from the mundane world. Only after reaching the Heavenly Court did I begin to study the innate Dao, attempting to catch up with the Ten Heavenly Venerates in a short time and give Jingping a chance to breathe and develop.
These years, I have forgotten where my abilities came from. " The Dao of the sage lies in the daily use of the common people. He had always thought he was still on this path; suddenly looking back, he found he had strayed. But returning now was not too late. "If the original heart is unchanged, you are still a good youth. " Zaifu patted his shoulder and led him to a blacksmith's shop in the new city. This was a place for forging farm tools, not for forging primordial weapons. Hoes, iron plows, kitchen knives, and such hung in the shop. "Forge a good blade.
" Zaifu sat down and said to the blacksmith, "I want a crucible-steel blade. Two catties of iron, for this youngster. " He pointed at Shen Mu, who also sat on the long bench.
The blacksmith brought coarse tea and said, "No crucible steel, but coarse iron we have.
" "No crucible steel is even better. This youngster can shatter a divine weapon with a shard of iron. Bring two catties of coarse iron, not a tael more, lest he cut people too smoothly. Let this youngster forge it himself.
" Zaifu drank the tea.
The coarse tea was bland, yet he drank it with relish, saying, "You work the bellows for him and assist. " The blacksmith looked at Shen Mu doubtfully.
Seeing his extraordinary clothes, he laughed. "This is a noble young master; how could he do such coarse work?
" Shen Mu drank tea and smiled. "I was a blacksmith once too. Why does your shop still have these farm tools?