Conquer the world with beauty [Transmigration Book]

The consecrated monk picked up the tattered hand-written swordsmanship, glanced at it casually, threw it aside, and then fumbled for the rest from Jiang Xing's body.

"No fucking thing!" The consecrated monk cursed, "We lost this time, brother, I..."

His voice gradually faded away, a sword was stuck in his chest, Jiang Xing, who was lifeless just now, was holding the sword in his hand, staring at him with dark eyes, the same color as the night.

When Jiang Xing was beaten, he secretly put a feigned death talisman on himself. The green glow just now didn't kill him. When the consecrated monk approached him to check the loot unsuspectingly, it was the only one he had. Opportunity.

The sword in Jiang Xing's hand pierced deeper, piercing through the chest of the consecrated monks. They haven't even practiced the lotus stand yet, this is a fatal injury.

The consecrated monk fell softly, and only then did the other consecrated monk realize what had just happened.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Jiang Xing in disbelief, and then extreme anger appeared in his eyes.He doesn't have any feelings for his companions, they are just companions who steal and plunder together. He always feels that the other party's temper will be bad sooner or later. When he gets a big vote, he can kill the other party and take everything away. .

But he never planned that his companion would die in the hands of his prey.

The consecrated monk took out a sword and stared at Jiang Xing with a murderous look.

In contrast, Jiang Xing was much more embarrassed. Although he was not dead, he was only half breathed.The pain kept him awake, but he wanted to sleep like this.Facing an angry enemy during the consecration period, he should have been afraid, but in fact he didn't have much emotion in his heart. The "Duan Nian Jue" was working hard in his body. Jiang Xing held the sword. He kept wanting to faint, but he knew he had to Persevere, don't back down, don't fall down.

Even if I'm not his opponent... I can't make him feel better before I die.

Jiang Xing held this thought, the pain and injury couldn't make him think about anything more.He rushed over with the sword in hand, his body was hidden in the darkness, only his eyes flashed a little bit of dazzling cold light.

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After Hu Changming came out of the Linglong meeting, he hugged the baby he had collected with a smile on his face. His eyes were very sharp, and he could see the real and fake clearly, and those traders couldn't easily deceive him.Most of the items in the Linglong Gathering are fake, and the rest are shoddy goods, designed to deceive those monks who have just started.Even if he found out that he had been cheated, he didn't dare to make trouble.Hu Changming doesn't have this trouble. Taisui Gate is a formidable sect after all, and it is one of the best under Bai Chu Tower.

However, after he left the Linglong meeting, he realized that he was separated from his seniors from the Taisui Gate.

This is also impossible. There are too many monks in the Linglong meeting, and there are mixed fish and dragons. Hu Changming is not in a hurry. He walked slowly to the inn where he stayed before, but found a battle in the dark.

With a glance, he discovered the strength of the two of them.

A consecration period is the foundation period.

Not interesting.

He himself is a monk in the integration period, and several senior brothers also have the heartbeat stage. After the heartbeat stage, he is the golden core stage. He is the best among his peers, so he naturally looks down on the battle between the consecration stage and the foundation stage.He took another look, only to realize that the Foundation Establishment Stage was actually a child, seriously injured, but not weak at all.He stood there and waited for a while, staring at the foundation building period, feeling more and more strange.

Hu Changming became curious for a moment, and when the two faced each other, he released a wind blade, which hit the consecration period, and the opponent fell down.

He feels ashamed at all for attacking from behind. Of course, fighting is the way to win. If you can attack from behind, don't confront the enemy head-on. If you can encircle, don't single out. wise.

Hu Changming walked over and found that the child had also passed out. His injuries were so serious that it was unbelievable that he was still alive.Hu Changming pinched his wrist and examined it carefully, his expression became more and more exaggerated, and finally even distorted.

"I found a good treasure!" Hu Changming praised himself ten thousand times in his heart, his eyes were amazing, and his luck was absolutely utterly unbelievable. He actually found a well-trained cauldron on the road!

A well-trained cauldron can add at least 20 years of cultivation, although a better quality cauldron can increase one Jiazi or 100 years of cultivation, but he picked it up on the road!

Give this cauldron to Eldest Brother, and when Eldest Brother is happy, he will give himself the set of magic weapons that he has coveted for a long time!

Hu Changming himself didn't think about using this cauldron. If he used it himself, it was only 20 years of cultivation. It's not better to get along in Taisui Gate.

Hu Changming was ecstatic in his heart. Looking at the child's injury, he felt a sudden shock in his heart. A dead cauldron would be useless.He reluctantly took out the life-extending pill for Jiang Xing to use. Feeling that it was a loss, he reached out and touched the corpses of the two consecrated monks several times, and took all the good things, including Jiang Xing's sword And that "Spiritual Sword Art".

Jiang Xing regained consciousness in the cold, his consciousness was still stuck in the battle with the consecrated monks, his decisive fighting spirit gave him a jolt, and he woke up instantly.

He opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling, a blue bed curtain, and a quilt covering his body, but it was still cold, and the injuries on his body had all been treated.

This is where?

Jiang Xing wanted to sit up, but felt weak all over. He stared at everything that happened before.When he was about to fight to the death with that consecrated monk, that person seemed to be dead.

He's dead... what about me?

Where is my sword? !

Jiang Xing sat up suddenly, his head was dizzy, his eyes turned white, and he was about to vomit.He squeezed it with his right hand, without the familiar cold and hard touch, he was extremely flustered.

My sword...my swordsmanship!

Mottled flowers flashed before Jiang Xing's eyes. He got off the bed and looked around. It was a small square room with a bookshelf, a bed, and a table. There were some books and various small books on the bookshelves. Things, other than that, there is nothing else.The wooden door was closed tightly, and the windows were also tightly closed, and the cold wind came in through the cracks in the windows.

Although there were a lot of odds and ends, the room didn't look cluttered. Jiang Xing immediately knew that this was someone's room, so his sword was randomly placed in the corner.

Jiang Xing walked over quickly, just as the door was opened, a young man in his 20s walked into the room, when he saw him, he was stunned for a moment, then jumped up, closed the door in a panic, and put Jiang Wake up and throw it on the bed.

"You kid finally woke up!" Hu Changming said, "Be careful, what if they find out?!"

Jiang Xing looked at him blankly, but didn't struggle.This is obviously the opponent's territory, and the opponent's strength is much stronger than him.

He walked on the death line, but wanted to live again.

But what he was more curious about was why the other party said such things.

Hu Changming covered his mouth and said, "Don't make any noise, you know?"

Jiang Xing nodded.

Hu Changming smiled, patted his cold face, and asked, "Do you still remember who you are?"

Jiang Xing paused for a moment and said, "I remember."

Hu Changming asked again: "What's your name, how old are you this year?"

"Jiang Xing." Jiang Xing opened his mouth and said, "Thirteen...15 years old."

He decided to speak louder, which sounds more powerful.

"Little liar, at most 12 years old." Hu Changming squeezed his thin shoulders, gradually tightened his fingers, and said with a smile: "Don't lie in front of me, do you know what happened?"

Jiang Xing shook his head.

"You are an outlaw in the foundation building stage, who overestimated your strength and fought against the consecration stage. I saved you and brought you back to heal your wounds. You should repay me, you know?" Hu Changming said with his fingers: "You know I will give you money." How many panaceas did you feed to bring you back to life? Do you know how to exchange these for me when you hear about the kindness?"

Jiang Xing stared at him with dark eyes and said, "Thank you, I will pay you back."

Hu Changming coughed lowly. The reason why he took care of Jiang Xing like this was because of course he couldn't give a half-dead cauldron to senior brother, and he didn't see anyone who gave a gift and gave him a tattered one, right?He still has to take care of it secretly, and not let the other brothers find out that there is such a treasure hidden in the house, otherwise Jiang Xing will definitely not belong to him.

Hu Changming was so deliberate here, but Jiang Xing had slept for too long, and he felt more and more that he was at a disadvantage, and that set of magic weapons was no longer enough to compensate for these losses.

He didn't know what to ask Jiang Xing to do to make up for his loss. Hu Changming wished to squeeze out his little value. He stared at Jiang Xing and released his coercion: "How to pay it back is up to me."

Jiang Xing licked his lips and smiled at him: "Understood, I will definitely repay you."

Hu Changming thought to himself, this kid looks pretty good when he smiles, completely different from when he had a cold face.

Jiang Xing raised his head and asked him, "What should I call you?"

Hu Changming was taken aback, and didn't answer him, after all, he never thought about how to call himself when he needed a cauldron.

Jiang Xing boldly asked: "Senior, when you saved me, did you see that book of swordsmanship?"

Before he asked, he had hesitated for a long time. He didn't want others to know the Spiritual Heart Sword Art, and he was afraid of offending the savior after asking. He anxiously waited for Hu Changming's answer, with mixed expectations and fears in his eyes. look.

"That sword technique of yours?" Hu Changming said, "The one that says Spirit Heart Sword Technique?"

Jiang Xing nodded immediately.

"I threw it away." Hu Changming rolled his eyes: "You bought it from the Linglong Fair, you were deceived, that is a handwritten basic swordsmanship, you can buy it with five low-grade spirit stones in the market , whichever sect you join, it will be distributed free of charge to the disciples in the sect, how much did you spend?"