vstars Chapter 464 Source
Chapter 464 Source
It wasn't cold, but it just fell into lightless darkness for a moment.
The instinct for survival made Mei subconsciously stretch out her hands. Through the shimmering water, all she could see was the hazy sun.
Mei seemed to see the big sun in the sky of Izumo, and the words spoken by An Ming echoed in her mind. Although she still could not understand them, she understood some other truths.
One hand held her wrist steadily, not too hard, not too tight, just enough to use the buoyancy to bring her to the surface.
Mei opened her eyes in the water and saw——
Under the water as deep as the sun, the boy's pupils were deeper than the abyss, like the deepest darkness, swallowing up everything within his sight.
But the moment those eyes came into contact with the sunlight, they melted into her eyes. Mei heard the anxious voices of the adults at the edge of the pond, and then with a splash, Raiden Ryoma jumped directly into the pond and picked up the two of them.
Mei, who was soaked all over, didn't cry, but just looked at Anming blankly.
An Ming just looked at her calmly and said softly, "Are you okay?"
"Uh-huh."
Mei carefully held onto An Ming's wet sleeve and said, "I'm sorry."
"It's my fault, you don't need to apologize," An Ming looked at Raiden Ryoma and said, "Uncle Ryoma, Mei needs to be kept warm."
"Hmm? Oh...right!"
Lei Dian Longma has been in deep thought. Everything An Ming showed showed that he was not ordinary, but the monthly physical examination data showed that An Ming was just a healthy boy.
What he saw and what he got were in constant conflict, which made Raiden Ryoma, who had always been extremely confident in himself, rarely feel confused.
What An Ming didn't expect was that the heat was indeed kept warm, but Raiden Ryoma directly threw him and Mei into the hot spring pool in the Raiden family's territory.
Wrapped in warmth, Mei gurgled and blew bubbles, and one of her little hands did not forget to hold Anming's little arm.
"Anming, Anming, why do you know so much?"
"I'm just a three-year-old."
An Ming calmly slapped away Mei's soft little hand, leaned on the edge of the hot spring, and lazily stared at the sun in the sky.
"Do you hate me?" Xiao Meiyi came close to An Ming, her eyes full of confusion.
The world of children is always so simple. Mei has been a straightforward person since she was young and likes to ask questions directly.
"No."
"Then why are you always hiding from me..." Mei asked aggrievedly: "I gave you my favorite little skirt to wear."
An Ming: “Now I hate it.”
[At the age of four, under the arrangement of Lei Dian Lingyi, you and Mei began basic sword training together, and also began to learn some simple knowledge.]
[Sakura always comes to see you alone late at night, and sometimes appears in the early morning, but she just stares at you quietly, and often leaves silently without saying anything]
"who are you?"
In the early morning, An Ming, who was sitting by the window basking in the sun, took the initiative to speak and looked at the taciturn Ying under the eaves.
He didn't know Ying, and didn't even know her name, but he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
“Does the name matter?”
Ying looked at An Ming instead, her cold violet eyes staring deeply at him, as if she wanted to penetrate the child's body and see deeper into him.
An Ming moved his gaze from the sun to Sakura's face. It was a face that was absolutely beautiful. He thought she must be very beautiful when she smiled. It was a pity that Sakura seldom showed any expression.
"If the name is not important, why did you choose 'Anming'?"
"Is he an important person to you?"
An Ming spoke calmly, the faint light of the morning sun fell on his eyelashes, shining with a golden luster.
Sakura stared at the four year old boy in front of her, he looked exactly like the man she remembered.
"Yes."
She responded just as calmly, "But I don't want you to be him."
Ying hoped from the bottom of her heart that Anming had escaped his destined fate and ended the endless cycle.
But since they can meet again in Izumo, it only means that reincarnation has started again... and fate is still cruel.
After hearing this, An Ming shook his head honestly and said, "I don't understand." After all, he was just a four-year-old boy and had no chance of fighting against the Riddler.
The corners of Sakura's lips curved up, and it was as beautiful as the melting of a thousand-year-old ice, and also as fleeting beauty.
"cherry."
she said softly.
It was as if they had returned to the past again, in that bustling cybercity, on that planet called Edo, the moment when the two met for the first time.
Sakura disappeared in the dim light before the rising sun as usual.
An Ming silently recited Sakura's name in his heart, and held up the Izumo history book given to him by Raiden Ryoma towards the morning sun.
He didn't really like reading, but reading was more interesting than practicing swordsmanship.
Beichen Ittoryu is a unique skill passed down from generation to generation in the Raiden family. Only those who have practiced Beichen Ittoryu to perfection are qualified to become the head of the Raiden family.
Lei Dian Lingyi was not stingy with this martial art and also shared it with An Ming, who was not from the Lei Dian family. Logically speaking, An Ming should be extremely excited when faced with sword skills that had been cultivated for decades in the Amber Age.
But after he witnessed that martial art with his own eyes, the only emotion that arose in his heart was a dull feeling.
that's it.
The extremely exquisite swordplay reflected in An Ming's pupils was no different from a fight between children. Such swordsmanship... was simply not enough to hunt down gods.
It was so boring that he would rather learn about the history of Izumo.
Mei's talent in swordsmanship is indeed outstanding. At such a young age, she can grit her teeth and complete a whole set of training. The small figure holding the bamboo sword is firm and confident.
[At the age of five, you and Mei began to undergo more rigorous physical training, and every night, Lei Dian Lingyi would come in person to explain the detailed practical methods of Beichen Ittoryu]
[Mei always listens to the class with her eyes wide open, and you take out your books to continue studying]
[Leidian Lingyi thinks that you are just not interested in swordsmanship. Perhaps this is not a bad thing for Izumo, but he still believes that... An Ming is definitely not an ordinary child.]
An Ming has never left the territory of the Lei Dian family.
In addition to the God's Falling Land where the Lei Dian family is located, there are still the other five major families, as well as the Zhaodao Hall where family meetings are held regularly.
The Twelve Sword Masters do not belong to any family, but are relatively independent individuals. They are also the pinnacle of Izumo's combat power and are stationed in the area closest to the shadow of Takama-ga-hara all year round.
Apart from Sakura, the most recognized person among the Imperial Sword Masters is the original person who holds the "Truth".
As Izumo's first swordsman, he possesses unfathomable strength. However, in the past Amber Century, people have not seen the sword light that belongs to the "True".
These are the contents recorded in the Izumo history in the Raiden family library, and An Ming also learned the basic information about the Twelve Sword Users.
It's just that the Imperial Sword Users often appear in the world under the name of the Imperial Sword, and their real names are often unknown to the world. For example, Sakura is known to people as [Frost].
"An Ming, don't you want to become a royal swordsman?"
Mei is wearing a cute mini kimono with bright red spider lily patterns blooming on the light purple fabric. The girl is sitting neatly on the futon.
The etiquette classes in the Raiden family are also quite strict, not to mention that Raiden Ryoma is the only daughter. Even if she is only five years old, she must master the most perfect etiquette.
For Mei, her childhood only lasted until she was three years old. Her memories after that were filled with swordsmanship and etiquette, which was also the only way to become an imperial swordsman.
"Do not want to."
An Ming said softly: "Those knives are not worthy of me."
Mei blinked cutely, her small eyes full of doubts, "But Uncle Lingyi said that the Twelve Imperial Swords are the pinnacle of Izumo forged swords."
The original Izumo was able to survive the day of the God's fall because of the power of the Imperial Sword. An Ming's words were indeed somewhat arrogant.
"Whether it's a royal sword or a bamboo sword, it's all the same."
Without reaching the extreme, there is no difference.
Mei always felt that Anming's world was different from hers, and she also had a premonition that the boy in front of her never belonged to the Raiden family...or maybe he didn't belong to Izumo.
"Mei, I'm leaving," An Ming turned his head to look at the girl and reached out to ruffle her neat hair.
"Eh...?"
Mei has lived with Anming since she was a child. Although she is a few months older than Anming, she always feels that Anming is her older brother.
She had long been accustomed to following An Ming, being his little follower, and going with him wherever he went.
When I heard An Ming say that he was leaving, I couldn't help but feel sad for no reason.
"I don't want you to leave," Mei pursed her lips and gently grabbed An Ming's sleeve, her eyes full of reluctance.
Perhaps she inherited Raiden Ryoma's personality, Mei always speaks her mind and doesn't want to keep it in her heart.
“I just want to find a reason for my existence.”
An Ming's voice remained calm, "Mei, defeat me and I won't leave," otherwise, no one will have the right to stop him from pursuing the meaning of existence.
In Mei's eyes, An Ming always had a calm expression, or perhaps nothing could make him show any expression.
Nothing could cause any ripples in his heart, as if he had no heart and could not feel any emotions.
During sword fighting class, An Ming would show a second expression besides calmness, which was boredom, as if he thought from the bottom of his heart that practicing sword fighting was not as good as basking in the sun.
"good...!"
Mei took a deep breath, and her confused eyes instantly became calm.
She always speaks her mind directly, but this time, she couldn't say that sentence - "I want to find the meaning of existence with you"
Dojo.
Mei took out the bamboo sword that had been with her since she started practicing sword skills, while An Ming held the bamboo sword that he had only used a few times.
Neither of them wore protective gear, but faced each other with bamboo swords in their hands.
Lei Dian Lingyi stared at An Ming silently and sighed softly, and a confrontation from the previous night emerged in his mind.
"Master Ling, how long do you want to keep this secret?"
The golden pupils come from the suppression of blood, and are also the most noble symbol of Izumo.
[Mine] is the royal family of Izumo since ancient times. The only difference from other families is that in the Minamoto family, only the imperial sword user has the qualification to become the head of the family.
The head of this lineage of the Yuan family is the sword user who wields the sword of Heaven.
The girl in front of him was only seventeen years old, and might be the youngest imperial swordsman in the entire Izumo calendar. She had only taken over the position of head of the Minamoto family for three years.
However, his martial arts skills can rank third among the Twelve Sword Masters.
"Hand over the son of Takamagahara to be judged by the Imperial Sword Palace."
It is reasonable and legal to make such a decision. Now that [Zhen] has not appeared for a long time, she is the nominal leader of Zhaodao Palace.
"We have been observing him for five years, and have conducted detailed physical examinations every month. I can guarantee in the name of the head of the Raiden family... that the child is not a beast or a god, but a human being like you and me."
"Your assurance means nothing."
The golden pupils were as hot as the lava at the center of the earth, but the heat slowly faded when it encountered the chill of an alpine ice spring.
Sakura under the eaves did not speak, but anyone could sense the silent meaning -
[My promise, is the quantity enough? ]
The light in the golden pupils gradually faded, as if the previous storm had never existed.
The only two things above the sky are truth and frost.
Sakura rarely shows up, and the people of Izumo rarely see her true appearance, but her strength is too powerful for any force to ignore.
"Yuan Yuesheng, nice to meet Senior Ying."
His hair, as red as autumn maple leaves, swayed slightly as Yuan Yuesheng bowed slightly to Ying who had appeared out of nowhere. He performed the classical etiquette effortlessly, revealing his natural confidence.
"What if Yue Sheng insists on having him today?"
"The character [Tian] changes people."
There was an undisguised chill in Ying's cold eyes, and no one could imagine that this was the [Frost] who had never fought or competed and was indifferent to worldly things.
Yuan Yuesheng nodded lightly, her golden eyes calm and elegant, "When he is ten years old, he must be brought back to the Zhaodao Palace."
This was her biggest step back. Regardless of whether the baby was the child of Takamagahara, it would definitely change Izumo's future.
For this reason, we must be cautious.
"can."
As Ying uttered the last word, the meeting ended. After watching Yuan Yuesheng leave, Lei Dian Lingyi realized that his back was already wet.
After abandoning the [truth], Sakura and Yuan Yuesheng became the strongest in the world of Izumo. They had chopped off countless heads of evil beasts with the imperial swords in their hands.
Thinking back to the present, Lei Dian Lingyi knew clearly that this was An Ming's choice.
He chose to keep Mei Raiden away from everything related to "An Ming" and leave the Raiden family alone to face the day of judgment five years later.
The moment An Ming grasped the bamboo sword, Raiden Mei's usually steady hands began to tremble. If the person in front of her was not still An Ming, she would have thought that she was facing the abyss.
Those eyes were once again covered with a darkness like the shadow of the sun, exactly the same as what she had seen in the pond.
But compared to the fear deep in her heart, Mei is more afraid of losing Anming.
The small body burst out with strength close to its limit and made a beautiful slash, but in just a second, Mei's hope was instantly shattered.
The bamboo sword in An Ming's hand attacked like a violent storm, but finally fell lightly, knocking the bamboo sword in Mei's hand to the ground.
"Beichen...Ichidao-ryu."
Mei knelt on the ground of the dojo, muttering to herself.
That was the Beichen Itasuri style, which even surpassed Lei Dian Lingyi's. The ancestral swordsmanship of the Lei Dian family took on new vitality in An Ming's hands.