Conquer the world with beauty [Transmigration Book]

The Nascent Soul Stage has an extremely confident and powerful mentality, and can communicate with the weather.The fugue is too illusory, insignificant and big, just around the corner.

What exactly did Jiang Changge deduce that made Nascent Soul Qi Da Neng so anxious.

Jiang Xiaozhou tried his best to recall the plot in the original text, and made sure that there was no big plot in the assessment section. Liangyi Sword Sect was just a small place, not even Xinshou Village. A certain demon boss pulled out the sword bone, and that was the turning point of the plot.

And that episode, at least after the assessment, has nothing to do with Liangyi Sword Sect.

At this time, he suddenly thought of Elder Mingyi again, if he was here, no matter what happened, at least he could keep Liangyi Sword Sect.

With such thoughts in mind, Jiang Xiaozhou fell into a deep sleep.

The next day was the last day of assessment, and all the disciples had already gathered around the martial arts platform, waiting for Jiang Xiaozhou to appear.

The first one to stand on the stage was the inner sect disciple who wielded the epee yesterday. As the sun got higher, his expression became impatient.

"It's already this time, the senior brother is still not here?"

"Although we lost miserably in the past, we still dared to fight. Now..."

"I think he's just scared!"

Just when everyone was discussing, Jiang Xiaozhou came over with Xiaobai step by step.

The inner disciple standing on the stage said loudly: "What is in your arms, our sect's assessment is about strength, not some crooked means."

Jiang Xiaozhou smiled slightly, and revealed the white wolf cub: "It's just a spirit beast cub, is Zhao Nan even afraid of this?"

Zhao Nan on the stage never expected that he would come back with a taunt, and was momentarily stunned.Jiang Xiaozhou put Xiaobai down and told him to go to Bailifeng, and then went on stage by himself.

The Martial Arts Stage is one foot high, and most disciples can go up it with a single leap.Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Xiaozhou walked up the stairs slowly and step by step.

Seeing this, Zhao Nan, who had been stabbed a sentence before, laughed loudly: "Brother, it was so difficult to come up, so be careful not to fall later."

The outcome of the assessment is calculated in this way, if one party admits defeat, or falls off the martial arts stage, it will be considered a loss.

One more thing to note is that the assessment inside the door pays attention to showing strength, and you can use a variety of methods, but you can't take pills to forcibly improve your cultivation, you can't wear special magic weapons, and you can't bring spirit beasts to assist in the battle.

Jiang Xiaozhou finally climbed onto the martial arts platform, took out his fancy middle-grade magic weapon, pointed it at the ground, and then made a starting gesture of Lingxin swordsmanship.

Magical artifacts are generally divided into ordinary, low-grade, middle-grade, and high-grade, and then there are spiritual weapons. Spiritual weapons mean that they have self-awareness. If they can communicate with their masters, they can often exert extremely powerful power.

The types of magic tools are not only swords, but also knives, guns, sticks, fans, pots and banners. Anything that can be made and used by monks is considered a magic weapon.The Artifact Refining One is dedicated to researching this, the top artifact refining masters have always been sought after by people, after all, fighting with spiritual weapons and magic weapons, it is a crushing situation.

Zhao Nan snorted coldly, "Fantasy", he also pulled out his sword, it was a low-grade magic weapon, but there were some gaps in the sword, and from the thick calluses on Zhao Nan's hands and the faint sword intent on his body Judging from it, this is definitely a hard-working person.

It's just that he's only in the consecration period, and Zhao Nan and Jiang Xiaozhou are like a competition between a kindergarten class and a second grader, except that they are competing with the swordsmanship that elementary school student Jiang Xiaozhou is not good at.

In this case, if you want to win, you can only rely on realm suppression.

Zhao Nan stroked his epee and said, "My sword is called Qingming Sword. It weighs 130 catties. It was obtained in Zangbao Pavilion nine years ago."

Jiang Xiaozhou took a sword flower: "This sword is called Zhou Gongjian, I don't know how heavy it is, and I haven't weighed it."

"My sword has always been aimed at the strong. I just want to compete with senior brother Zhou. Senior brother, I advise you to admit defeat directly." Zhao Nan looked contemptuously: "If there is a fight, I will not be like other disciples. , because you are the suzerain's son, you are merciful."

"You talk too much nonsense." Jiang Xiaozhou rushed up.

After Jiang Changge's conversation yesterday, he felt a little restless in his heart, and finally felt a little frustrated: If only I could be as strong as Ming Yi, at least when I encounter this kind of uneasy situation, I will feel a little more confident in my heart .

But the fact is that, if Jiang Changge in the Nascent Soul Stage couldn't handle it, what use would he be.

Although he had read the original text, what he saw was completely from Zhou Qi's perspective. He didn't know anything about the things that Zhou Qi didn't see or participated in.

The understanding of the whole plot made him feel lazy, because he knew that no matter how vast the world is, the only protagonist is Zhou Qi, and the direction and fate of the whole world are closely related to him, even in his thoughts.

When Duke Zhou's sword collided with Qingming sword, there was an ear-piercing sound of fighting.

"Good time!" Zhao Nan poured spiritual energy into the Qingming sword like a tide, and the sword god emitted a blue light, exuding a strong coercion, and attacked Jiang Xiaozhou.

Jiang Xiaozhou didn't have the idea of ​​comparing his strength with him. His realm was higher, which represented a deeper understanding of aura and more ways to use it. Although he didn't understand sword intent, he could see the stagnation in the operation of Zhao Nan's aura .

Zhao Nan stepped forward with great momentum.

Stepping on the clear autumn——

Jiang Xiaozhou lowered his body, released the power of the epee, turned from defense to offense, and flew towards Zhao Nan with maple leaves transformed from spiritual power.Zhao Nan didn't dare to be careless, so he swung the epee and formed a whirlwind, blocking Maple Leaf from the sword energy.

"This light attack is useless!" Zhao Nan shouted.

Jiang Xiaozhou pinched his hands, a lotus fire appeared on his chest, Jiang Xiaozhou said lightly: "Go!"

Lianxinhuo rushed towards Maple Leaf, and the aura suddenly burned, forming a burning fireball.

Zhao Nan yelled: "I said it's useless!" He swung his epee vigorously, and forcibly cut a way out of the flames.

"Really." Jiang Xiaozhou stood by the stage, looking at him coldly.

"What's going on?!" Zhao Nan suddenly showed surprise, the aura in his body was suddenly empty!

Lianxinhuo, practiced to the extreme, can burn the spiritual energy in other people's bodies.

In the past ten years, whether it was because of Ming Yi's urging or his father's expectation, Jiang Xiaozhou did nothing.

The aura was burnt clean, Zhao Nan didn't panic, he rushed to Jiang Xiaozhou with the epee and shouted: "Do you think I can lift this Qingming sword only by relying on aura!"

He even wielded the 130-jin Qingming sword with his own strength. Jiang Xiaozhou searched his pupils, and used his spiritual energy to use Yanyue Ruhook to barely deal with it.And in the case of exhaustion of spiritual power, Zhao Nan's Qingming sword actually exudes a trace of sword intent to survive in a desperate situation!

While responding, Jiang Xiaozhou thought to himself: This person can also be said to be a genius in kendo, but in the original text, he doesn't even have a name!

"Wonderful, today's juniors really shouldn't be underestimated." The two monks of the Lihen faction sighed: "Your son's aura is extremely delicate, and he can adapt flexibly in battle. But the heavy sword can be used without aura. Against the general situation, the future is limitless.”

Jiang Changge said politely: "It's just a matter of studying hard and practicing hard. The disciples of the Lihen Sect are the pillars of talent. In the future, Baoling Prefecture will rely on these juniors."

"With a disciple like Zhou Qi, in the future Baoling Prefecture will still have to look at the Liangyi Sword Sect!"

Zhou Qi, who was named, withdrew his gaze from Jiang Xiaozhou, and smiled slightly. He looks handsome, and likes to pretend to be gentle and polite in front of outsiders. At this time, he also appropriately showed some shame and pride: "Fortunately Master cultivated, the two seniors looked up to the mountain, the junior yearned for it, and in the future, more seniors will take care of them."

He flattered the two of them lightly, which made them smile.

Zhou Qi nodded, then turned his gaze back to Jiang Xiaozhou.

This is a rare opportunity for him to see his elder brother openly.

He didn't know why Jiang Xiaozhou became serious, but Zhou Qi knew that he wanted to win this round.

Zhou Qi's nerves tensed up, far more tense than his own competition.

So, how will Jiang Xiaozhou deal with Zhao Nan who has aroused his sword intent.

He was looking forward to it.

Talent is talent, Jiang Xiaozhou didn't plan to fight Zhao Nan anymore, he simply dropped the Duke Zhou sword in his hand, his figure flickered, dodging Zhao Nan's attack.

The operation of abandoning the sword made everyone exclaim, and Zhao Nan was even more furious. He is a person who completely walks on the way of the sword, and the sword is his life.

"Jiang Xiaozhou! You are not worthy of being a swordsman!"

Jiang Xiaozhou turned a deaf ear to it. He felt that he and Zhao Nan were walking on two different roads. There was really no need to demand himself by Zhao Nan's standards, and naturally he didn't need to listen to what he said.

"Get down!" A lotus heart fire exploded suddenly, and a powerful force pressed on Zhao Nan, pushing the sword repairer who was on the side of the stage hard.

Zhao Nan fell down from the martial arts stage, and the disciples watching stepped aside one after another. They saw bright yellow flames burning on his body, and the flames radiated extremely strong power, making the air faintly suffocate.

He has always been unpopular among the inner disciples, because he has a withdrawn personality, his eyes are high above the top, and he talks about defeating Zhou Qi every day, and no one else looks down on him.

It's a pity that his strength is far inferior to Zhou Qi, and the other disciples took him as a joke, but no matter how much the joke was made, no one could deny that he was stronger than most inner disciples!

Everyone saw the sword intent on the stage just now.

Was such a person actually defeated by Jiang Xiaozhou...

Unlike other disciples who were puzzled, when Zhou Qi saw that Jiang Xiaozhou had won, he shuddered all over and became uncontrollably excited.

The distant morning appeared in front of his eyes, Jiang Xiaozhou stood above, looking down, his clothes fluttering.

This is Jiang Xiaozhou!

Excited emotions flowed through his body like an electric current, Zhou Qi felt the churning spiritual power in his body, and kept saying in his heart: This is Jiang Xiaozhou!

Others, no matter how powerful they are, are just one person.

Jiang Xiaozhou is different.

Ten years later, he seemed to have become the weak and embarrassed child again. Looking at the person under the moon, he felt unwillingness, admiration, and hidden desire in his heart.

He finally knew what Jiang Xiaozhou was in his heart.

It is his original intention of seeking Taoism.