Conquer the world with beauty [Transmigration Book]

half a month ago.

Qiong Zhezhi led 1000 people through Huangyu Desert to Xuanshilou.They have walked this road many times.

This kind of long-term march of large troops is very exhausting, and the speed cannot be increased.They set up camp once on the way, lit a fire, and the smell of food soon wafted to every corner of the camp.

Chu Jiu followed Qiong Zhezhi, sat down and asked him: "Little master, why did you bring so many people this time?"

He spoke vaguely and foolishly, obviously he didn't take this support seriously.He has gone out to fight with Qiong Zhezhi many times, and he is already familiar with it. Although he will still go all out on the battlefield, he is very used to letting himself relax when he is resting.

"Brother asked me to bring more people, be careful." Qiong Zhezhi was polishing his broken knife on the fire, the red flames radiated hot light, reflecting the broken knife in bright red.

"Wow, Lord Sovereign cares about you so much." Chu Jiu shouted exaggeratedly.

Qiong Zhezhi glanced at him, turned his wrist, and the broken knife drew a beautiful arc, turned it to his left hand, then raised his left hand, held the handle of the knife and hit Chu Jiu on the head.

"No big or small."

Chu Jiu's eyes widened and he covered his forehead. It hurt a little, but what surprised him was that he had clearly seen every movement of the little master just now, but he didn't have time to stop him at all.

"Little master, do it again!" Chu Jiu let go of his hand and shouted excitedly.

He had tempered himself in the sword formation before, and always thought that his strength had improved a lot, at least his reaction speed and sensitivity had become faster, but Qiong Zhezhi understated this, and he saw a huge gap.

Poor Zhezhi wondered if the child had been stunned by the knock, and looked at him with concern, then knocked it down with the handle of the knife, and hit the forehead again without changing the position.

Chu Jiu pressed his hand on his forehead, this time he was still a step slower.

"Again!"

Poor Zhezhi understood, he held the knife and said, "If you want me to be your training partner, you have to pay me."

Chu Jiu showed a pitiful expression, this kind of cuteness and begging for mercy came easily to him: "Please, little master!"

"Okay." Qiong Zhezhi raised his hand and was about to hit him.

Chu Jiu focused on the trajectory of the broken knife, from far to near, without any rules, but when he was very confident to continue, the handle of the knife had already hit his head.

"Aw!" Chu Jiu screamed out.

Poor Zhezhi laughed loudly, and he said, "Why are you so desperate to block it? Why don't you try to avoid it first? When you can't beat it, you have to learn to escape."

After all, avoiding is easier than blocking, Chu Jiu felt that what he said made sense, and said seriously: "Little master, do it again, please!"

Poor Zhezhi saw his serious expression, his eyes flickered slightly, and said: "Then you look after it."

The broken knife cut across an erratic arc, and Chu Jiu saw a poisonous snake attacking in a daze. It looked harmless to humans and animals, but it could reach the fatal point in an instant.He adjusted his breathing and locked his consciousness on the broken knife. He only needs to move half a body to the left to hide...

boom!

Unable to escape, Chu Jiu was pushed back by the force of the knife handle and lay down on the desert.

"Ah—" Chu Jiu cried out unwillingly.

"Is that not enough?" Poor Zhezhi looked down at him and asked with a smile.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, a carp stood upright and jumped up, sitting obediently beside Qiong Zhezhi: "Little master, what is your trick called?"

"No name, I figured it out myself."

"You can call it a spirit snake out of its hole or something." Chu Jiu spoke nonsense for a while.

His forehead was red from knocking, and Qiong Zhezhi didn't bother to care about this kid.

He lowered his head and stroked the broken knife quietly.

"Little master, what is your knife called? It's rare to see people using such a knife." Chu Jiu couldn't stay idle and insisted on talking to him.

Qiong Zhezhi said softly: "This is the inheritance of Duan Dao Sect. In fact, it is not very powerful in itself. It is just an ordinary Duan Dao. Therefore, it is called Duan Dao."

Chu Jiu took out his hand and gestured: "Before this knife was broken, it was probably very short. Why did the Broken Knife Sect use this knife as an inheritance?"

"The owner of this Broken Knife is the fourth head of the Broken Knife Sect." Chu Jiu said, "Probably he was so poor that he had nothing, so he took this knife as a legacy."

As he talked, he turned the wrench in his hand, the normal wrench is made of jade, but his piece is made of pure copper, very simple, with a broken knife mark engraved on it, the lines are distorted, as if he couldn't afford to hire a craftsman In the case of , someone engraved it by himself.

"Since your kid is also a member of my Broken Knife Sect, I will say a few more words. This mustard space is also inherited. There is nothing in it, only the tablets of the previous heads of the Broken Knife Sect."

When Dao Dao Sect was first established, Chu Jiu, Feng Jiu, A Ming and others formed the elite group, they were indeed members of Duan Dao's sect.It's just that now that the Wendao sect is powerful, their identities are gradually blurred.Nowadays, many people call him Poor General, but only Chu Jiu and others still call him Little Master.

Hearing what he said, Chu Jiu shook his head and said, "Then it's better than Duan Dao...Little master, the Duan Dao family is so poor, why do you want to inherit it?"

"It's finally been passed down to my generation, so I'm going to inherit it." Qiong Zhezhi has complicated feelings for Duandaomen, after all, he was forced to be the head of the sect at the beginning.However, so many years have passed, and his feelings have undergone slight changes. He has a sense of belonging to Dao Dao Sect, but at the same time he has never forgotten his responsibility as the head of Duan Dao Sect.

Duandaomen has survived for 1000 years, no matter what, Qiongzhezhi cannot let the inheritance of Duandaomen be broken with him.

"And ah, I have already chosen the next head. When I die, I will pass the head and tablet to him." Qiong Zhezhi glanced at Chu Jiu.

"Hey, is it Fengjiu? Fengjiu is now working with Elder Baili, so it's unlikely, is that Ah Ming?" Looking at Qiongzhezhi's eyes, Chu Jiu shook his head again and again: "I'll forget it, the head of the sect It doesn't make sense at all..."

Qiong Zhezhi flipped his wrist, and with a bang, he tapped Chu Jiu's forehead again.

The next day, 1000 people continued to march. According to the location sent by Xuanshilou, the battlefield this time was located in the east of Xuanshilou, which was extremely remote.

In the evening, Qiongzhezhi and the others rushed to Xuanshilou. Now there are almost no people in Xuanshilou. Zhou Congming only left a contact person, waiting for Qiongzhezhi and them.

"The landlord and the others were dragged on the battlefield, and the situation is extremely critical!" Seeing them coming, the contact person said without any nonsense, "General poor, how many people have you brought with you?!"

Qiong Zhezhi said: "1000 people."

"Great! The landlord and the others are saved!" The contact said quickly, "Please follow me, poor general!"

They continued eastward, and soon smelled an extremely strong smell of blood.

The battlefield is located in a desert, and the demonic energy and spiritual energy in the air are intertwined with each other. The sounds of roaring, shouting, footsteps, and countless battles are rushing into the ears.The dim yellow light rendered some hazy blood colors, and it was the surrounded Xuanshilou disciples and the surrounding demons that came into view.

There are more demons than imagined.

Even though he had seen countless battle scenes, Chu Jiu still frowned, and then he heard Qiong Zhezhi's order: "Ten big heavenly demons, two false demons... from the rear, maintain a triangle formation, break the opponent's Surround the circle, be careful not to disperse your strength!"

The centurions behind him immediately made gestures to convey orders.They have fought together many times, and they have a good understanding of each other.

Although there are more demons than expected, the strength of these 1000 people can face any battle scene.Although 1000 people doesn't sound like a lot, but these 1000 people are all cultivators above the Golden Core stage!Moreover, every monk has been tempered in battle, and is truly an army made of iron and blood.

It is precisely because of such counterattack coalition forces that the Qianyuan Continent has won space for survival and opportunities for development.

"kill--!"

Qiongzhezhi snarled and took the lead in the charge, with the entire army behind him.

Wendao Zong's counterattack coalition forces rushed into the battlefield like an arrow, smashing through the outer defense circle of the demons like a bamboo, and then based on the triangle formation, the gap continued to expand.

Chu Jiu was fighting among them. He held a long knife and easily took the lives of the demons while waving. Those hard leather armor and bones were as fragile as tofu under the blade.The scarlet aura of the demons surrounds them, making people upset and irritable. They have sharp claws, teeth, and attack with fire or water condensed by the demonic aura, while the warlocks of the human race also counterattack with bursting fire and thunder.The sound of explosions kept coming from my ears, and I could feel the vibration of the ground under my feet, and the smell of blood rushed to my face, and eventually I even felt numb to the smell. This was the battlefield that Chu Jiu was familiar with.

"Everyone in Xuanshilou, I asked Zong Qiong Zhezhi, come to help! Where is Lord Zhou?!" Qiong Zhezhi shouted sharply, and soon heard a response from inside the battlefield.

"Please come here, poor general!"

Chu Jiu was next to Qiong Zhezhi, and upon hearing this response, he turned his head and said, "That doesn't seem to be Zhou Congming's voice."

"Maybe he is seriously injured." Qiong Zhezhi said: "You lead a team to walk behind to support, and I will go in to rescue people."

Chu Jiu agreed, but he really didn't understand why he had to save the people in Xuanshilou. Wendaozong and Xuanshilou were not enemies, but they would never be friends.As a small general, he would not think about this issue from the position of Wendaozong in the Qianyuan Continent. As the leader of the counterattack coalition forces, Wendaozong now has countless small sects attached to it. Daozong's behavior must be in line with its status as the leader of the counterattack coalition forces.

This is also a manifestation of strength.

Even if you don't look at it from these perspectives, as humans, when faced with threats from the demon world, they should have been united and helped each other.

The author has something to say: here we come!

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