Chapter 57 Doubts about Ancestors

The tide is first carved.

Sahara Castle, castle tower.

After Zuo Yuanzongga recovered from his trance, he just calmed his breathing slightly and quickly stood up.

The lord of the Sawara clan, who is already over fifty years old, has obviously much higher internal strength than Keijiro, so like Sun Huang, he did not suffer a short period of time after entering the Sui tide. Oxygen problem.

But when he saw the sky outside through the terrace of the castle, and then looked down at the scene of Sawara below, he also frowned in surprise.

After a while, Sahara Soga calmed down and turned around, preparing to leave the terrace and return to the castle to ask others before making any further calculations.

He came to a sliding door in a few steps and opened it. Behind the door was a staircase that turned to the left.

Sahara Soga stepped down and walked into the castle tower.

As a result, when he was halfway down the stairs, he saw from the empty space beside the stairs that there was a person sitting in the middle of the area on the side of the castle tower where the portraits and armors of ancestors were displayed.

You must know that only the most distinguished members of the Sawara clan can enter this place. Even the lord's wife and underage heirs are not allowed to set foot in this place. The appearance of this person undoubtedly made the Sawara clan feel... unexpected and offensive.

"Who are you and why are you here?" Zuo Yuanzongga strode towards the opponent from behind; of course, after all, he is not Sun Yixie, so he will not attack from behind first and then ask questions, but When he was several meters away, he shouted and asked, revealing his position.

Hearing the sound, the person sitting slowly turned half of his face and glanced at Zuo Yuan Zong Ga, "Who are you?"

"Presumptuous" Zuo Yuan Zong Ga at this time He was only two meters away from the opponent's back, and replied sternly, "I am the Lord of the Sawara Domain, Sawara Soga, and I am the master of Sawara Castle." He said, putting his hand on the hilt of the samurai sword at his waist, "You This person of unknown origin is sneaking around in the place where the Usahara family enshrines the armor and portraits of their ancestors. He dares to ask me who I am. I advise you to report his origin quickly, otherwise don’t blame my subordinates for being ruthless.”

Of course, after a breath, the other party not only was not frightened by his words and momentum, but also calmly said, "Are you too?"

"Well" Sahara Zongga was stunned for a moment, "What are you talking about?" Don’t you understand people?”

“It’s you who don’t understand.” The man said and stood up.

He was also a samurai with a sword at his waist. He wore a kimono with a color similar to Souga's. It was not until he stood up straight that Sohara Soga realized that this man was taller than himself. He has a head and a body shape that shows that he is a practicing practitioner.

Generally speaking, when you see a person with this kind of figure and appearance standing up, and you cannot tell whether the person is a friend or an enemy, you should be somewhat cautious.

But Sahara Souga did not flinch or make any big movements because the other party stood up. He just stood calmly and stared at the other party. It seemed that no matter what the other party did, he would Can take it easyright.

"My name is Sahara Anji." As Sahara Anji spoke, he turned away from his tall body, revealing a face that was also in his fifties, "I think I am the ancestor you call me. One of them."

As he finished speaking, his front appeared completely in front of Sahara Zongga, and at this time Sahara Zongga also saw clearly that the other person's clothes were different from his own. Just like the one on the front, the family crest of the Sahara family is embroidered on the front.

“You are very courageous.” But Sahara Zongga was not swayed by the other party’s words and clothes. “You think you can bluff someone by stealing a piece of clothing and putting it on and making such bizarre remarks?” There must be a limit to joking."

"Don't tell me that you can't believe it, even I guessed that this place was from later generations after seeing some evidence." Sahara Anji also seemed to have expected the other party. He would not believe himself easily, so when he said this, he raised his hand and pointed behind himself, "Look at the portrait I just sat there looking at, who was painted on it"

When he finished speaking, Sahara Souga's eyes had slightly zoomed in, and he looked past the other person's side to the painting hanging on the wall not far behind him.

But after looking at it for two seconds, Sahara Zongga just responded, "So what? You sat there, saw the name on the painting, and then claimed that you were the person in the painting. That's it." Can you fool me?"

It is normal for him to have this reaction. After all, the style of portrait painting at that time generally did not restore the original person. Even if he wanted to restore it, it was far from the one in the photo. Accuracy, so this portrait really proves nothing.

"Well, it seems that I can only find other ways to make you believe it." Anji Sahara said, slowly raising his hand and reaching for his waist.

Sahara Zong, I am still very calm, "Huh, it should have been like this."

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The positions that Soga Sahara and Anji Sahara were standing on had already been exchanged after this moment of fighting.

However, no one was injured in this staggered confrontation.

Both of them understood before taking action that this was not a life-and-death fight, but just a test between swordsmen similar to saying hello.

After this test, Sahara Zongga also confirmed two facts. One is that his opponent uses the same family swordsmanship as him and is extremely proficient; The samurai sword he is holding is the same as the one he uses, that is, the famous sword "Sashou" that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Sahara family and there should be only one in the world.

I guess the quick-responsive reader has already thought of it. Yes, this "sacrificial sword" is exactly the one on the empty knife rest that Sun Yihe and Keijiro saw in the secret cabinet of the study. The weapon was originally there.

On weekdays, the heads of the Sawara family would not always wear this famous sword. They would only wear it during "sacrifice".

"Can you accept it now?" Anji Sahara was already sheathing his knife when he asked this question.

On the other side, Sahara Zongga not only put away his weapons, but also immediately turned around, sat down respectfully, leaned down and said, "Ancestor, please forgive me for being rude."

Consider After seeing the existence of "gods" and the vision that was happening at this time, combined with the irrefutable evidence in front of me, Sahara Zongga quickly changed his mind and accepted the reality.

"Get up quickly." Sahara Anji also immediately turned around to help Soga, and showed a slight smile, "To be honest, my mood is a bit complicated now. As an ancestor, my descendants are actually inferior in swordsmanship." It has surpassed so much."

What he said at this moment has undoubtedly told us the result of the confrontation between the two of them just now.

Although it was a trial in which neither party was harmed, the superiority was still divided, and both parties involved understood that there was a huge gap.

Of course, it’s not that Anji Sawara is weak, it’s just that I am too strong.

If I am not the lord of the Sawara clan, but a swordsman who travels all over the world, if he does not practice the simple battlefield swordsmanship of the Sawara family, but has the guidance of a famous teacher, then with his talent, There is a high probability that the achievements that can be achieved will not be inferior to those of the famous "Sword Masters" in history.

However, these are just assumptions. In reality, he is only the "Sahara Sword Master" after all, and he cannot go to the "Tianxia" stage yet.

"My ancestors are so complimentary, my descendants." When Zongga heard Anzhi's praise, he didn't feel any pride or joy. Instead, he felt ashamed and said, "Oh, it's because I spent too much time in my youth." In terms of swordsmanship, after taking over the important task of lording the domain from my father, I felt powerless everywhere. Although I had tried my best over the years, I still watched Sahara fall into a situation where he could be attacked at any time."

"Ah, sure enough, Are you in the same situation over there?" Anzhi heard this and continued weakly.

"Sir Ancestor, what do you think it means?" Zongga seems to have realized something.

"You said that you have been the head of the family for many years, so you must have read those family classics." Anzhi continued, "Then, you should have some impressions of my era."< /p>

Maybe some other ancestors appeared here. I really can’t remember anything about the Sahara clan for a while, but he must have an impression of Sahara Anji or the "Bunji period" in which Anji lived. , because that was the era when the so-called "Yao Tide" occurred in family records.

"Ancestor, could it be that" Zongga said, looking out the window, "this is the tide of rice"

"Oh, is this what later generations will call this phenomenon?" But at this moment Sahara Anji seemed to have just learned this word, "So you also presented the fragments of the Amancong Cloud Sword in your own time?"

"No, I" Soga recalled a little, " I think the situation here has nothing to do with that, but is caused by outsiders breaking in and destroying the sacrifice."

"Is this so?" Anzhi groaned, and then fell into thought.

“NoHowever, I did offer a treasure and made a deal with the gods about a month ago. "Zongga quickly added new information.

"Oh, so after you presented the treasure, nothing unusual happened, and the transaction was successful." Anzhi seemed a little surprised by this.

"Yes. Zongwo replied, "What I offer is a treasure obtained from the Central Plains, called the Xie Long Bi." "

"Well" Anzhi looked solemn when he heard this, and said thoughtfully, "Is there really something wrong with what I donated?"

"My ancestors, could it be said that you The Tiancongyun Sword fragment presented was a fake, so it angered the gods." Zongga had already made his own speculations about this matter in the document, so he happened to take this opportunity to ask.

"No, I offered it. Absolutely authentic. But Anzhi's answer was, "But because of this, things are a little hard for me to accept."

"The descendants are stupid and don't understand what their ancestors meant." "Zongga motioned to the other party to continue explaining.

"When I was trading with the gods, he asked me to find a worldly treasure to present, but he didn't specify what it was. I guess you also received the same request. "Anzhi asked.

"Well, not bad. Zongga nodded.

Anzhi continued, "After some searching, I presented the most valuable thing I got, which was the fragment of Cong Yun Sword that day; however, when I presented this After receiving the treasure, the god seemed to have been hurt. His body suddenly reacted violently and showed clear hostility, which immediately triggered the phenomenon in front of him."

At this point, his expression It became a little subtle. "Zongga, you must have heard the legend of the three artifacts. It is said that the Amancong Cloud Sword was born in the body of the Yamata no Orochi. In other words, it symbolizes the power of our Japanese indigenous gods." He paused, "Yes What is the thing that is rejected and attacked by other local gods? Is it really a god?"

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