Conquer the world with beauty [Transmigration Book]

Jiang Changge has also been to Yunshuiyuan?

This is actually a matter of course, he is a sword cultivator, and the sword cultivator will naturally be fascinated by Yun Shuiyuan, but he doesn't know whether he came before or after Jiang Xiaozhou was born.

But he must have managed to get out of here.

Jiang Xiaozhou clenched the sword in his hand, and various pictures began to appear in front of his eyes.

Jiang Changge's memory fragments are more complete than those of others.Jiang Xiaozhou had discovered before that the integrity of the memory fragments was related to the sword master. Some people were just blurred pictures, while others were complete fragments.

Among the memory fragments in Jiang Changge, the first thing Jiang Xiaozhou saw was a boy with an iron sword on his back.

Jiang Xiaozhou's gaze was first attracted by the young man, who was wearing gray cloth clothes and had a childish expression on his face.There was nothing unusual about his iron sword, it was just a very ordinary iron sword.

... Is this when Jiang Changge was young?

Jiang Xiaozhou's consciousness was withdrawn from the fragment, and he swung his sword across his chest. He had to bear these memory fragments while resisting the siege of the sword energy.

Another flash, Jiang Xiaozhou sank into the debris again.

The young Jiang Changge took his iron sword and traveled all over the old state. His cultivation was mediocre, and his swordsmanship was also mediocre, and there was nothing remarkable about him.

The twelfth floor of the Baiyu Building, he visited one by one, but was turned away. They laughed at him for not knowing what he could do. With this level, he dared to knock on the door of the Baiyu Twelfth Floor.

"Hey, if you want to join the Baiyu Twelfth Floor, go and change your sword first." The man with a blurred face said, "People like you are not qualified to come in and watch the door for us!"

"What is that in your hand, a child's toy?"

"I don't even have a sword bone, and I want to worship under the master's door."

"Trash, get out."

Jiang Changge didn't have any humiliating reaction to these words, he just clenched his sword and turned to leave.

Jiang Xiaozhou thought to himself, did he ever want to enter the Twelfth Floor of Baiyu?That's right, Yu Chaoyan said that when Qin Wuxin was still around, the Baiyu Twelfth Floor was indeed the holy place in the hearts of every practitioner.

So, is this memory from the time when Xinzhou had not yet been developed, and the Seven Star Building had not yet been built?

Jiang Xiaozhou swung the iron sword, and the surrounding sword energy was blocked by an invisible barrier, and he sank into memory fragments again. He wanted to know how Jiang Changge changed from a "waste" without a sword bone to a Liangyi sword The suzerain of the sect.

The young Jiang Changge has been depressed all the time. Holding his iron sword, he walked from the barren mountains and deserts to the downtown buildings, from the war-torn north to the tense south. At that time, Qin Wuxin was about to leave. People in the state are in panic, and all of this has nothing to do with Jiang Changge.

He has been practicing sword.

Fight against wind and sand in the desert, fight against spirit beasts in the deep sea, and experience sword intent in the deep mountains.Practice swords when the sky is sunny, practice swords in rain and snow, practice swords in spring peach blossoms, practice swords in cold winds... The troubles of the world have nothing to do with him.

Until he came to the last sub-floor of the Baiyu Twelfth Floor, Cangyu Tower.

Jiang Changge has grown slightly and turned into a more silent swordsman, but his sword is still very blunt, without a sword bone, no good sword, and no sword art.The young Jiang Changge, even after a long period of fighting and training, is still just an ordinary swordsman.

At that time, Cangyu Tower was not as depressed as it is now. There was a big city with bustling streets and bustling crowds.

Jiang Changge wore a black hat on his head and was wrapped in tattered clothes. After all, he practiced all the year round and didn't care about these external attires.

Only one sword was carefully cared for and held in his hand.

Jiang Xiaozhou was a little surprised, had Jiang Changge ever been to Cangyu Tower?

The invisible entanglement in fate made him feel a little emotional.

As he saw more memories, the sword in his hand became hotter and hotter. He had already recognized that this sword was the sword Jiang Changge had been holding in his hand.

If it goes on like this, if you can't finish reading this memory, this sword will be destroyed, just like the previous swords.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Xiaozhou tentatively poured aura into the iron sword to protect it.

The leak of spiritual energy caused the surrounding sword energy to go crazy, just like a shark smelling blood in the deep sea.The pressure Jiang Xiaozhou was under suddenly increased a lot.

But if the transportation of aura is stopped, the sword will be destroyed.

Jiang Xiaozhou finally understood why the person who came to try the sword and the sword stealer died here.

If you can't let go of the sword in your hand, you can't do without Yunshuiyuan.

This is not a place to try swords, this is simply a place to abandon swords.

That's what he said, but Jiang Xiaozhou would definitely not put down the sword in his hand at this time.

After temporarily protecting the iron sword, Jiang Xiaozhou sank into the memory fragments again.

Came to the Jiangchang Pavilion in Cangyu Tower, after a long journey of tempering, finally reached the period of excitement.

He wanted to visit the owner of Cangyu Building, but before that, he had to go to the blacksmith to sharpen the sword in his hand.This memory is very ordinary. Jiang Xiaozhou doesn't understand why such a memory is stored in Jiang Changge's sword. Memory storage is very stressful for the sword itself, and generally only the most important fragments to the owner are saved.

The blacksmith shop took Jiang Changge's sword, frowned, and said: "Brother, your sword has been used for a long time, and it will be like that after you take care of it. Why don't you change it? We have the latest sword here. The sword cuts iron like mud..."

"No need." Jiang Changge said in a muffled voice, "Boss, please help."

"Hey, that's fine." The blacksmith shop owner said: "Two taels of silver, come and pick it up tomorrow morning."

Jiang Changge was stunned, two taels of silver was beyond his budget, and Cangyu Tower was considered a big city at that time, and the prices were higher than other places.

He pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and said, "...forget it."

The poverty and embarrassment of the young people are clearly visible.

The boss was about to return the sword to him, when a deep and gentle voice came from behind Jiang Changge: "Help him take care of it, this sword can no longer be used."

When Jiang Xiaozhou heard this voice, his heart tightened.

He seemed to have heard it somewhere... such a comfortable sound like soaking in warm water.

Jiang Changge turned around. He was wearing a bamboo hat and saw the man's face from the bottom up.

A plain white face, light brows, and a gentle smile. Compared with Jiang Changge, he is wearing a clean white robe, and his long hair is neatly tied up. He has a restrained and profound beauty—like a warm man in the sun. Jade.

This person was so familiar, Jiang Xiaozhou desperately remembered where he had seen this face, and even forgot to avoid the attack of sword energy.

Ling Jun said: "Be careful!"

Jiang Xiaozhou was shocked and came back to his senses.

In the memory fragments, Jiang Changge said to the man in white: "Why did you help me?"

"Because of your sword." The man in white smiled gently: "Two taels of silver are nothing to me, but this sword is very important to you."

"Thank you..." Jiang Changge did not refuse hypocritically, he took a deep look at the man in white: "I will repay this kindness."

The man in white didn't refuse, his eyes slightly bent.

Just as Jiang Changge accepted his help frankly, the man in white also sincerely accepted Jiang Changge's thanks.

The more Jiang Xiaozhou looked at the man in white, the more familiar he looked, but he couldn't remember anything.

That night, Jiang Changge was resting in a ruined temple, but in the middle of the night, the sky suddenly became violently stormy with thunder and lightning.

The ruined temple couldn't keep out the wind and rain, and Jiang Changge woke up in the damp and cold. He subconsciously touched the sword beside him, but found nothing.

He walked out of the ruined temple, and saw the distant position of the main building of the Twelve White Jade Tower, a huge purple light burst out of the air, and in the purple light, a monk with a broken arm slowly soared up.

The dark clouds were dense, the wind was turbulent, and purple mixed with golden lightning kept attacking the broken-arm monk. He was holding a long sword in his hand, and he swung it out.

Jiang Xiaozhou was stunned.

Jiang Changge, who was young and indifferent to world affairs at that time, didn't know, but he knew that the soaring sword cultivator was none other than Qin Wuxin!

He had indeed ascended successfully... Jiang Xiaozhou let out a long breath in his heart. Only Qin Wuxin could use such an earth-shattering sword.

Unexpectedly, the scene of Qin Wuxin's ascension could be seen in the memory fragments of Jiang Changge. Although it was only a glimpse, Jiang Xiaozhou's heart was so at ease.

Jiang Changge was also stunned. The sword repair in his heart should be like this.

The broken-arm monk successfully ascended, but Jiang Changge's heart could not be calm for a long time.

He was determined to become a sword cultivator, and he waited at the door of the blacksmith's shop before dawn.

However, in the morning, what he saw was the boss carrying his luggage and preparing to leave.

He didn't look like he had failed in business and ran away with money, but more like he was preparing to flee before danger came.

Jiang Changge stepped forward to stop him and asked, "Boss, where is my sword?"

"Sword?... It's about to start fighting!" The boss said repeatedly, seeing that Jiang Changge wouldn't let go, he let out a long sigh and urged, "Brother, hurry up too!"

"Who... is going to fight?" Jiang Changge didn't know anything, and asked in confusion, "Has my sword been sharpened?"

"Hey, the swords are all in the shop, they're already sharpened, little brother, go and get them yourself!" The boss muttered, pushed him away and ran away, muttering: "Where did you come from, that fool will die..."

Jiang Changge walked into the shop and saw his sword at a glance. He picked up the sword, looked at it carefully, and flicked his fingers to listen to the sound with satisfaction.

He walked out of the blacksmith shop without looking at the other swords.

However, outside, there was indeed a scene of turmoil. Everyone was running away. The streets that were bustling and bustling yesterday were almost in ruins now.

Jiang Changge didn't understand what it meant, but Jiang Xiaozhou could figure it out.

The Baiyu Twelfth Floor had problems very early on. It was only Qin Wuxin who suppressed the other people's eagerness to move. However, last night, when Qin Wuxin ascended to immortality, the Baiyu Twelfth Floor was completely in chaos.

It's just that the people in the Cangyu Building are so panicked, as if a war is about to happen in this city.

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Who is the man in white, you must be able to guess =v=