Conquer the world with beauty [Transmigration Book]

"Zhou Ameng?" Wang Chuke raised the corners of her lips, exerted force in her hands, and said word by word: "You are really self-seeking, suffering, and eating!"

"Seventh form, breaking the blue hair!"

In the middle of cutting off the water flow, he changed his move, the long knife slipped sideways, and rubbed against the short knife in Zhou Ameng's hand, making a sharp sound.The saber was brightly lit, and Wang Chuke's aura surged for a moment, and the shadow of the long saber in his hand could hardly be seen clearly. Zhou Ameng parried hastily, but couldn't withstand Wang Chuke's flexible and changeable saber skills.

It has to be said that although Wang Chuke's character and conduct are not very good, his sword skills are indeed good. Zhou Ameng's entry was two years earlier than him, but he could only retreat steadily under his offensive.

"Senior Brother Wang's move of breaking the flowing water and turning the black hair is really unstoppable! No one in the whole sword forging school can do such a flexible change!"

Sword practitioners can be fierce or dexterous. Wang Chuke has only been learning swords from the master for a few years, but she is already able to use the sword freely. The sword forging sect respects strength. Convinced.

Some people even looked forward to him, thinking that Wang Chuke would definitely inherit the position of head and become the next head of the Forging Knife Sect.

His strength, among his peers, can indeed make him laugh out loud.

Seeing Zhou Ameng's awkward response, Wang Chuke laughed and said, "Zhou Ameng, your hands really shouldn't be holding a knife!"

The long knife in his hand suddenly changed direction, slashing instead of chopping, and the back of the knife slapped Zhou Ameng's wrist fiercely. Zhou Ameng let out a scream, and the knife in his hand came out. Wang Chuke took advantage of the victory to pursue and slashed down!

With a snap, Zhou Ameng's saber was cut off and fell to the ground.

For a moment, everyone was startled.

For the disciples of Forging Sword Sect, the sword is their second life and also their dignity.In the forging knife gate, no matter what kind of insult, it is not as good as a broken knife.

Wang Chuke's cut was tantamount to completely embarrassing Zhou Ameng.

Zhou Ameng fell to his knees as if struck by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood.She was cold all over, and her right hand was shaking uncontrollably.

The knife was connected to her spiritual consciousness, and this cut also caused her to be severely injured.

"Wang Chuke..." Zhou Ameng raised her head, her eyes were red, glaring at Wang Chuke.

"Senior Sister Zhou, why are you looking at me like that?" Wang Chuke chuckled, Zhou Ameng, whom he had been calling before, had a strong sense of irony when he called out Senior Sister at this time: "You can't blame me for not being good at learning. "

That's right, she didn't intend to practice knives at first, and she used to dislike this knives, which made her hands wear ugly calluses.

How stupid, how could a person like her confront Wang Chuke with a knife.

The broken knife fell to the ground, extremely miserable.

Jiang Xiaozhou leaned over to pick up the broken knife and handed it to Zhou Ameng.

"... What are you doing?" Zhou Ameng asked.

"Your knife." Jiang Xiaozhou replied.

Zhou Ameng looked at him incredulously, and suddenly became angry.

He doesn't understand at all... the pain of a broken knife!

"The knife is broken!" Zhou Ameng shouted hysterically: "It's all because of you! This kind of thing would never have happened! If you hadn't rushed over! How could I have been broken! You know what it means to break the knife ?!"

Her eyes were full of tears, and she looked like a madman. She was already used to this kind of thing, just bear it, and Wang Chuke wouldn't really do it. Why did it develop to this point...

Jiang Xiaozhou really didn't understand what a broken knife meant, he said, "The knife can still be used."

Zhou Meng: "?"

She slumped on the ground weakly, thinking in frustration, what am I talking to him, the pain of breaking the knife, so only I know it.

Even Wang Chuke laughed strangely.

Jiang Xiaozhou sighed, thinking that there would be no successors in the forging knife sect, no wonder the head of the sect looked disheartened.

"The knife is actually not important." He said another sentence that made everyone laugh.

"I said Senior Brother Wang, this kid can't be stupid."

"He actually said that the sword is not important. If the master heard it, I'm afraid he would have to clean up the house himself."

"Zhou Ameng, you actually fell in love with this kind of person, you really have a unique vision."

"Hahahahaha, I'm afraid he has no knives to use, so he is already crazy."

Zhou Ameng was so ashamed and angry that he felt ashamed for a while.

Jiang Xiaozhou had no intention of arguing with them, and only said to Zhou Ameng: "In that case, I'll show you."

With a twist of his fingers, he held the broken knife in his hand, and then pointed it at Wang Chuke.

Zhou Ameng's knife itself is relatively short, after being cut off, it becomes no longer than the length of the palm.

As the saying goes, an inch is short and an inch is dangerous, holding this broken knife in his hand is ridiculous.

Jiang Xiaozhou said to Wang Chuke: "The knife is not important, but since you use a knife, I will fight with it."

Wang Chuke's expression was haughty: "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being too ruthless."

As soon as he turned the long knife in his hand, the distance between the two of them was already close. At this moment, they only needed to move forward slightly to hit each other.

Wang Chuke was even a little boring, it was too simple, and it would also insult his style to fight with this kind of person.

Find something else to do next time.

With the knife in front of Jiang Xiaozhou, it's hard to get an inch in.

Wang Chuke's eyes widened in surprise, and she saw Jiang Xiaozhou put a knife against his long knife with one hand, and pinched his shoulder lightly with the other. After turning around, Wang Chuke only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and his right hand drooped suddenly.Jiang Xiaozhou swung out his palm and threw Wang Chuke to the side of the road.

His movements seemed slow and leisurely, like walking by the lake, without any ferocity.

And Wang Chuke was thrown to the ground, and immediately bounced. He bowed his body, covered his shoulders, and kept screaming.

Everyone saw Jiang Xiaozhou's movements clearly, but they didn't understand why Wang Chuke didn't dodge.

The boy Xiaoyu was the most anxious, Jiang Xiaozhou was so ruthless, no matter if Wang Chuke behaved recklessly, he is now the most valued disciple by the head of the sect!

What should I do if the leader blames me? !

"……what happened to him?!"

Jiang Xiaozhou smiled slightly: "Maybe it's because he's not good at learning."

He threw the knife to the dazed Zhou Ameng, thinking that he was still not very good at using a knife.Although his consciousness has been in this memory fragment for three years, he actually touched the knife for a very short time.

If it's the Sword of Asking Heart...

Jiang Xiaozhou shook his head secretly.

... Forget it, what's the point of him bullying the kids here.

Wang Chuke lay on the ground, almost howling.

No one had ever made him so embarrassed. He could also see Jiang Xiaozhou's movements clearly, but he couldn't resist, and his spiritual power seemed to be blocked.At that moment, he seemed to be facing the prey of the natural enemy, and he could do nothing but fear.

why? !

Why Zhao Que, this trash!

"Zhao Que, since you have already left the prison knife cave, why don't you come to see me."

A cold voice came, and the headmaster came slowly from the end.

All the disciples stepped aside one after another, and bowed to the head sect with trepidation.

"Meet Master." Jiang Xiaozhou also saluted.

Zhou Ameng was still holding the broken knife in his hand, when he saw the master coming, he subconsciously carried it behind his back and hid it.

The head didn't look at her. He looked around, and the disciples trembled under his gaze. Everyone knew that their head's temper was not good.

"Master!" Wang Chuke threw herself at the head of the sect, and complained, "Master... this disciple's arm was crippled by Zhao Que!"

The head of the sect stood straight without showing any angry expression. He looked at Zhao Que and asked, "You did this?"

"Yes."

Jiang Xiaozhou thought to himself, your old man has been watching for a long time, but now you come out and ask clearly, what does it mean. "What did you use to do it?"

"It's a knife, but it's not a knife."

The master closed his eyes, and after a while, he said with relief, "You did a good job."

When the words came out, everyone was shocked.

"Master?!" Wang Chuke said angrily, "What does this mean?!"

The head of the sect walked up to Jiang Xiaozhou, and said in a deep voice, "I forge the sword sect, but it's actually called the Broken Dao sect. I mainly practice sword techniques, but in fact I use the sword to enter the Tao."

He picked up the remaining half-cut knife on the ground, played with the blade in his hand, and said slowly: "I have taught you countless times, no matter whether a sword is just a tool, it is an extension of a person, and the most important thing is the strength of the person itself. Don't overdo it." Pay attention to the utensils in your hands, and don't be obsessed with sword skills, all methods are unified, what you need to understand is Tao."

Wang Chuke murmured, "Tao...what is it?"

The head turned to look at Jiang Xiaozhou.

Jiang Xiaozhou rubbed his nose, stood up and said: "If you want to cut a watermelon, you learn the master's method to draw a scoop from a gourd, and cut it out in the same way. No matter how good you are, you only stay at the knife method level."

"If you can master the knife skills taught by Master, start to think about using other methods to cut that watermelon, and cut it perfectly and beautifully, then you have reached the level of Junior Brother Wang."

"But the last level, that is, you are already familiar with how to cut this watermelon, you can give any watermelon, use any utensil, and cut the knife from any angle, and you can cut the watermelon as you like, that is, you have reached the Tao realm."

"So, the knife is not important."

This is also what Jiang Xiaozhou learned from his three years of continuous fighting experience after entering the Prison Knife Cave.After comprehending this point, he suddenly felt that the Lingtai was clear, his mind and body were at ease, everything was transparent, and the world and rules showed him a deeper inner meaning, so he was able to leave the prison knife cave in just three years.

When it comes to the opportunity for comprehension, it also lies in his practice of creating something out of nothing.

Although he has not practiced it out of nothing, he is now extremely good at observing things with his spiritual sense, and he can gain insight into the opponent's weaknesses and fatal points in an instant.

When Wang Chuke made a move just now, he only glanced at it with his divine sense, and he knew how to make a countermeasure. No matter whether it was a broken knife, a heart-questioning sword, or nothing in his hand, he was sure of victory.

Therefore, a cultivator is one who comprehends the rules.

Although what he said was simple, the expressions of those disciples were still a little confused.

Having said that, how do we reach the realm of Tao?

Wang Chuke showed a shocked expression, and after a while, he shouted angrily: "Impossible! You must be lying to me!"

If Zhao Que said so, it means that Zhao Que has reached the point of Dao.

How can it be? !That good-for-nothing Zhao Que was only three years old!Why did he suddenly improve so much!

"As I said, Prison Knife Cave is a good place." Jiang Xiaozhou said seriously.

The headman glanced at him lightly, stopped Wang Chuke's impotent rage, and then said to Jiang Xiaozhou, "Come with me."

Jiang Xiaozhou nodded.

Zhou Ameng was completely shocked by this series of events.

She didn't understand the theories Jiang Xiaozhou said, she just couldn't believe it, is this dazzling and highly anticipated person still that lonely Zhao Que?

She was a little panicked for a moment, and couldn't help but yelled quietly: "Senior Brother Zhao..."

Jiang Xiaozhou looked back at her, and pointed to the piece of fabric on her shoulder.

That's what Jiang Xiaozhou used to cover her ears before.

Zhou Ameng picked up the fabric and unfolded it. On it was a beautiful handwriting, which was the letter she had written to Jiang Xiaozhou.

It's just that there are some blood stains on the letter at this time.

Jiang Xiaozhou sounded into his ears: "Junior Sister Zhou's kindness, I am very grateful, but I am only determined to seek the Tao, so I am ashamed."

After a pause, he said again: "Your knife is very good."

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