Chapter 974: I'm Not Very Interested in Juggling Knives

I haven't used reincarnation for a long time, but it's a bit unfamiliar.

It doesn't make sense, so I can only use reincarnation to let Zhenyue see through the essence, so as to turn back and do the right thing.

Look at this cute little fat man, how much he wishes to be with his teacher, that's how wonderful it is to be an adult.

Floating above a gray world.

Here is Samsara, not built yet.

He is thinking about what kind of reincarnation should be constructed to be useful to Zhenyue.

After a long time, Lin Fan had an idea.

Laws take shape.

He raised his hand, like a god building a world.

This is a world dominated by knives, and it is a world that is extremely sick.

In an old house, a middle-aged man without arms, with red eyes, waited anxiously.

"It must be a boy."

Wow!

A loud cry broke the silence.

"Hahahaha..." The man with the broken arms laughed, and finally he was a boy. In this case, someone will take over his path.

He was about to enter the delivery room, and a woman on the bed was pale, but with a smile on her face, looking lovingly at the baby next to her.

The man stepped forward and wanted to pick up the baby, but because he lacked both arms, he could only sit on the edge of the bed, stretched out his feet, clamped the baby, and held it high in his hands.

"My son, your name from now on will be Zhenyue, inherit your great father's black sword, and become the strongest sword master in the world."

Wow!

Because she hadn't washed her feet for a long time, the smell was a bit strong, and the newborn Zhenyue foamed at the mouth and passed out.

ten years later.

Zhenyue has become a little adult, practicing hard with a black knife in hand.

Adhering to his father's will, he must become the strongest sword master and stand on top of the world.

In another ten years, it will be the world's knife-wielding competition. At that time, all the sword-wielding swordsmen in the world will appear on the stage. As long as they win the first place, they will become the strongest.

"I am the strongest." Zhenyue's expression was stern, and there was a cold light in his eyes. He took out a sword technique from his arms.

"The Strongest Knife Technique to Hack Everyone Without Heartfelt Righteousness"

The name of this sword technique is very long. He knows that the longer the name of the sword technique, the more powerful the sword technique is. Even, as far as he knows, he has never seen a knife technique with a longer name than his sword technique. .

This is a sword technique that he got by accident, no one told him, and he practiced it alone.

"Son, how is your cultivation going?" The father who lost both arms came.

Zhenyue nodded, did not speak, but hid the saber technique.

The content of the first page of his knife technique.

Cut off all ties with oneself,

Therefore, when he looked at his father who had lost his arms, there was already killing intent in his eyes.

"To become stronger, to become stronger, you have to abandon everything. No one can stop me."

a month later.

inside the house.

Blood flowed like a river.

Corpses can be seen everywhere, and the death is extremely tragic, all of them were killed with a single knife.

A teenager stood in a pool of blood with a black knife in his hand, and the blood dripped down the ground along the blade.

"Unfeeling and unyielding, severing everything is the strongest way of the sword." Zhenyue bowed her head.

He hacked his parents to death, and even killed everyone related to him, just to cut off everything and walk on an unstoppable path of the sword.

"Ahem!"

Not far away, there was a corpse lying in a pool of blood. Half of his body was about to be cut open, but there was still a breath left.

He is Zhenyue's father, but facing such a thing, he is not angry at all, but very pleased.

"Zhen'er, you surprised my father, and I'm very pleased."

"Go on, just go on like this, you will definitely become the strongest sword master in the world, don't take the old road of being a father."

As soon as the words fell, he died, completely cool.

Another ten years later.

Zhenyue has no distractions, as long as anyone related to her is hacked to death.

He hacked from north to south, from south to west, and then from west to east.

Walking and chopping all the way, the chopping is earth-shattering, even if it is a family heirloom black knife, it has been hacked several times, if it is not for meeting a master craftsman, repairing the black knife,

I'm afraid I have to change the knife several times.

"Sure enough, the Dao of the Sword is to have no distractions, be ruthless and righteous. The path I take is the real Dao of the Sword."

Along the way, those people he hacked to death really disappointed him.

What relatives, what family.

There are even more ridiculous people who, seeing the disciples being hacked to death by him, even gave up their swords and refused to beat them, willing to become useless people.

He sneered at this, and directly slashed everything.

Battle of the pinnacle.

The most recognized sword master in the world was hacked to death by him.

"Hahahaha, I am the strongest, I am the sword master, I have been walking for 20 years, and I have finally reached this point." Zhenyue stood on the top of the mountain, looked up to the sky and laughed, excited to the extreme.

"You are not worthy of being a sword master." The strongest man who was hacked to death by him is not dead yet.

Zhenyue looked at it and sneered, "You are recognized as the strongest. If I kill you, I am the strongest sword master. Even if you refuse to accept it, it is useless."

"The strongest? How could I be the strongest, Youyou Mountain, where the strongest people live, and you have been going wrong from the beginning."

"I understand. Eighteen years ago, why did youyoushan say such things to me? I didn't understand before, but now I understand."

"Crazy pursuit of the Dao of the Sword represents an obsession with the Dao of the Sword, but it is still unknown whether the Dao of the Sword likes your obsession."

"Young man, that's not how knives are used."

"Hahaha……"

As soon as the words fell, the once strongest man in the world burped.

"Tch, idiot, Youyou Mountain, I'll go and see who has the ability."

ten years later.

Zhenyue spent ten years looking for Mount Yoyo.

And in these ten years, he became even more obsessed with the Dao of the Sword, and even gave up his life and all dignity. He felt that he was the knife, and the knife was himself.

"Youyou Mountain."

Zhenyue looked at the destination where a hundred flowers bloomed in front of her and covered the mountains, the fiery flames in her heart were soaring, and she stepped into it.

His purpose of coming here is very simple, to kill the so-called strongest.

Won the title of sword saint.

A valley.

A middle-aged man took a monkey, made barbecue there, drank wine, and lived a happy life.

"Monkey, eat less, you eat so much, what am I going to eat?" The middle-aged man grabbed a handful of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Squeak!

The monkey protested, holding all the monkey wine in his arms and refusing to give it to the other party.

Slap!

The sound of wooden branches being crushed.

"You are the sword master hidden in Youyou Mountain, so it turned out to be nothing more than that." Zhenyue came and walked all over the mountain, only to see this person.

Then it was obvious who he was looking for.

The middle-aged man was full of greasy food, and looked at Zhenyue with a smile, "Yes, I am the sword master hidden in Youyou Mountain, and I am indeed not very good."

Zhenyue frowned slightly, disappointed, "Okay, fight with me, let me hack you to death."

"Wait, did you make a mistake? I don't fight with people, and I'm not very interested in juggling knives. Today I have to have a barbecue with my partner. I don't have time to do knives. Why don't you come and have some, taste It's not bad." The middle-aged man smiled brilliantly, and didn't take this matter to heart.

"It's up to you." Zhenyue said coldly, without waiting for the other party's consent, she directly raised the knife and attacked.

He has already seen the result, that is, this person and monkey were cut down by him in a pool of blood.

The knife was full of intent, and it was pressing towards the two of them.

"Squeak!"

The monkey was so annoying, he hated this man a bit, picked up the small meat-cutting knife at the side, squeaked, and slashed towards Zhenyue so simply.

"Ok?"

Zhenyue didn't take it seriously, but when he collided with the knife, his complexion suddenly changed.

A terrifying saber intent struck, and he quickly backed away in shock.

"There is a problem with this monkey." Zhenyue said solemnly.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhenyue, "Young man, don't be so irritable, you have problems in cultivation, and I feel that Dao doesn't seem to like you very much, you are pursuing it like this, it's a bit wishful thinking."

"You fart." Zhenyue roared angrily, but with a click, dense cracks appeared on the black knife in his hand. He was so shocked that he looked terrified, stepped back quickly, and left this place.

"Wait for me, I will come back."

The middle-aged man hurriedly shouted: "Don't come, I'm not very interested in juggling knives, I just play occasionally."

It's just that for Zhenyue, he didn't hear it at all.

the next thirty years.

Zhenyue basically comes once a month, but every time he fails miserably.

Even the middle-aged man didn't do anything, basically it was the animals around the man who did it.

It used to be a monkey, then a snake, a tiger, and even a snake.

The most frightening thing was that a slow-moving tortoise stood up on its hind legs, held up a small knife, and slashed aggressively.

It was easy to hack the opponent to death, but after the fight, he realized that he was seriously injured by the hack.

"Why? Why on earth is this?"

Zhenyue couldn't figure it out, she frantically pursued the Dao of the Sword and reached a terrifying level, yet she still failed so miserably.

But this time, instead of retreating, he looked at the other party angrily.

"Why don't you make a move? Even if I lose in your hands, I will admit it. What if I can see the strongest way of the sword?" Zhenyue roared.

The middle-aged man was very embarrassed, "Actually, you have misunderstood me. I am really not interested in juggling swords. You may not believe me if I tell you. I have never deliberately practiced the way of swords. I will feel it someday. I will do it twice. For thirty years, you have come at the wrong time every time, and I have no intention of playing with a knife."

"Then can't you have it now?" Zhenyue said.

"It can't be, but it was there a few days ago, it's a pity you're not here." The middle-aged man said.

"You..." Zhenyue left, he will not give up, he is the sword master, the strongest sword master.

Another twenty years passed.

Zhenyue's face is aging, her hair has turned white, and even her back is bowed a little.

He has been grinding with Youyoushan for decades, and he is already old, and he can hardly lift the knife in his hand.

"You...why are you still the same as you were decades ago?" Zhenyue asked tremblingly.

The appearance of the middle-aged man has not changed, he is still very young.

"Smile and smile, ten years old, worry and grey, I live happily every day, I must be very young, how old are you?" the man asked.

"Eighty." Zhenyue replied.

"Oh, that's still very young. I'm old. I'm over one hundred and seventy years old. By the way, do you want to eat barbecue? The barbecue I cook tastes very good, but I still don't have the idea of ​​using a knife today." Middle-aged said the man.

And at this time.

Zhenyue froze in place expressionlessly, as if she had fallen into some kind of deep thought.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Why is this happening? I've been pursuing the Dao of the Sword all my life, but in the end, it's still like this."

Zhenyue let go of the black knife in her hand, looked up to the sky, tears fell from the corner of her eyes, very sad.

"Actually, you went wrong. The knife has a spirit. If you pester someone, even close relatives will bother you. At least give them a little room to breathe, so the attitude is the most important."

"I still say that, I'm not interested in juggling knives."

The middle-aged man thought, what a poor child, he is already in his eighties, and he still hasn't figured out how low his IQ is.

Zhenyue didn't say anything, but turned and left here.

One hundred years later.

in a certain valley.

A young man pursued a knife technique with a very long name by chance, and worked hard to practice it. Others were frightened by the news along the way.

Later, he came to this valley to challenge the strongest here.

In the valley, a man soaked in a hot spring, enjoying life.

And not far away, a black knife was quietly placed there.

"I'm going to hack you to death," said the young man.

The man soaking in the hot spring looked at him, "Young man, I'm in the hot spring, and I'm not interested in playing knives. You're looking for the wrong person."

"Also, I think your knife seems to be very tired, you should let him rest and enjoy life."

Lin Fan was floating in the sky, witnessing the unfolding of this reincarnation, he was smiling at first, but after that, he became a little dignified.

"No, this reincarnation obviously has nothing to do with Youyou Mountain."

He couldn't figure it out.

Reincarnation got out of his control and developed on its own.

This is something that would never happen before.

what's going on.

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