I haven't used reincarnation for a long time, but it's a bit handy.

It doesn't make sense, so you can only use reincarnation to let Zhenyue see through the essence, so as to turn back.

Look at this cute little fat man, how much he wants to be with the teacher, then the beauty of adulthood is good.

Floating above a gray world.

This is reincarnation, which has not yet been built.

He was pondering what kind of reincarnation he should construct in order to be useful to Matsuki.

For a long time, Lin Fan had an idea.

The law is formed.

He lifted up his hands as if God had built a world.

This is a world dominated by knives, and it is a world that is sick to the extreme.

In an ancient mansion, a middle-aged man without arms, his eyes were red, waiting anxiously.

"It must be a boy. ”

Wow!

A loud cry broke the silence.

"Hahahaha......" The man with his broken arms laughed, finally it was a boy, and in this way, someone would take over his path.

He quickly entered the delivery room, and a woman on the bed was pale, but with a smile on her face, she looked lovingly at the baby next to her.

The man stepped forward and wanted to pick up the baby, but because he lacked arms, he could only sit on the edge of the bed, stretch out his feet, pick up the baby, and hold it high in his hands.

"My son, your future name will be Matsuki, inherit your great father's black sword, and become the strongest sword saint in the world. ”

Wow!

Because I haven't washed my feet for a long time, the smell is a little big, and the newborn Mazuki foams directly at the mouth and faints.

Ten years later.

Zhenyue has become a little adult, holding a black knife and cultivating hard.

He adheres to his father's will to become the strongest sword saint and stand on top of the world.

In another ten years, it will be the World Sword Tournament, and at that time, all the knife players in the world will appear on the stage, and as long as they win the first place, they will become the strongest.

"I'm the strongest. Zhenyue's expression was cold, and there was a cold light in his eyes, and he took out a knife technique from his arms.

"The Strongest Knife Technique to Kill Everyone with Ruthlessness and Righteousness"

The name of this sword method is very long, and he knows that the longer the name of the knife method, the more powerful the knife method is, and even, as far as he knows, he has not seen a knife method that is longer than the name of his sword method.

This is a sword technique that he got by accident, and no one told him, he practiced alone.

"Son, how is your cultivation?" the father who had lost his arms walked in.

Matsuki nodded, did not speak, but hid the sword technique.

The first page of his memorization of the sword.

Cut off all ties with yourself,

Therefore, when he looked at his father, who had lost both arms, there was already murderous intent in his eyes.

"To become stronger, to become stronger, you have to abandon everything, and no one can stop me. ”

A month later.

Inside the house.

Rivers of blood.

Corpses can be seen everywhere, and they are all extremely miserable, all of them are killed with a single sword.

A teenager stood in a pool of blood with a black knife in his hand, blood dripping down the blade and falling to the ground.

"Ruthless and unrighteous, cutting everything is the strongest sword. Matsuki bowed her head.

He hacked his parents to death, and even killed everyone who had anything to do with him, just to cut off everything and embark on a path of knife that no one could stop.

"Ahem!"

Not far away, a corpse lay in a pool of blood, half of its body was about to be cut open, but there was still a breath left.

He is Matsuki's father, but in the face of such a thing, he is not angry at all, but very pleased.

"Zhen'er, you are very surprised and relieved to be a father. ”

"Go on, just go like this, you will definitely become the strongest sword saint in the world, don't follow the old path of being a father. ”

As soon as the words fell, he lost his breath and was completely cool.

Another decade later.

Zhenyue has no distractions, as long as there are people who are related, they will all be hacked to death.

He slashed from the north to the south, from the south to the west, and then from the west to the east.

Cut all the way along the way, the chop was earth-shattering, even if it was a family heirloom black knife, it was cut several times, if it wasn't for the master craftsman, the black knife was repaired, I'm afraid it would have to be replaced several times.

"Sure enough, the way of the knife is to have no distractions, ruthlessness and righteousness, and the road I take is the real way of the knife. ”

Along the way, the people he hacked to death really disappointed him.

What a loved one, what a family.

There are even more ridiculous people, seeing the doorman being hacked to death by him, they actually abandon the knife and do not fight, and are willing to become a waste.

He scoffed at this, and slashed it directly.

Battle for the Crown.

The world's most recognized sword saint was hacked to death by him.

"Hahahaha, I'm the strongest, I'm the Sword Saint, I've been walking for twenty years, and I've finally come to this point. Matsuki stood on the top of the mountain, looking up to the sky and laughing, excited to the extreme.

"You don't deserve to be a sword saint. "The strongest man who was hacked to death by him is not dead yet.

Zhenyue looked at it and sneered, "You are recognized as the strongest, I will kill you, I am the strongest Sword Saint, even if you don't accept it, it's useless." ”

"How can I be the strongest, Yoyo Mountain, where the strongest people live, and you have gone wrong from the beginning. ”

"I understand, eighteen years ago, why did the person in Yoyoshan say such a thing to me, I didn't understand it before, but now I understand. ”

"The crazy pursuit of the knife path represents the obsession with the knife path, but it is still unknown whether the knife path likes you such an obsession. ”

"Young man, that's not how knives are played. ”

"Hahaha......"

As soon as the words fell, the once strongest man in the world hiccuped.

"Cut, idiot, Yoyo Mountain, I'll see who has the ability. ”

Ten years later.

Matsuki spent ten years searching for Yuyoyama.

And in these ten years, he is even more obsessed with the way of the knife, and he can even give up his life and all dignity, he feels that he is a knife, and the knife is himself.

"Yoyo Mountain. ”

Matsuki looked at the destination in front of her that was full of flowers and covered the mountains, and the fiery flames in her heart rose high, and she stepped into it with her feet raised.

The purpose of his coming here is simple, which is to hack the so-called strongest.

Won the title of Sword Saint.

A valley.

A middle-aged man with a monkey made a barbecue there, drank wine, and lived a good life.

"Monkey, you eat less, you eat so much, what do I eat. The middle-aged man grabbed at the grill, grabbed a large handful of meat, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Creak!

The monkey protested, took all the monkey wine in his arms, and refused to give it to the other party.

Smack!

The sound of a branch being trampled.

"You are the Sword Saint hidden in Yoyo Mountain, and it turns out that it is nothing more than that. "When the real moon comes, I walk all over the mountain, and I see this person.

Then it was clearly the person he was looking for.

The middle-aged man ate with a greasy mouth, and looked at Zhenyue with a smile, "Yes, I am the Sword Saint hidden in Youyou Mountain, and it is indeed not very good." ”

Zhenyue frowned slightly, very disappointed, "Okay, fight with me, let me hack you to death." ”

"Wait, in fact, are you mistaken, I don't fight with people, and I don't have much interest in playing with knives, I have to eat barbecue with my partner today, I don't have time to play with knives, why don't you come and eat some together, it tastes good." The middle-aged man smiled brightly and didn't take this matter to heart.

"It's up to you. Zhenyue said coldly, and didn't wait for the other party to agree, just raised the knife directly.

He had already seen the result, that is, this man and a monkey, who were cut down by him in a pool of blood.

The knife was full of intent and pressed towards the two of them.

"Squeak!"

The monkey was so annoying, a little annoying this person, picked up the knife to cut the meat on the side, squeaked and shouted, and slashed towards the real moon so simply.

"Huh?"

Matsuki didn't pay attention to it, but when he collided with the knife, his complexion changed suddenly.

A terrifying sword intent struck, and he quickly retreated.

"This monkey, there's a problem. "Matsuki is dignified.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhenyue, "Young man, don't be so irritable, there is a problem with your cultivation, and I feel that the knife doesn't seem to like you very much, and it's a bit wishful thinking for you to pursue it like this." ”

"You fart. Zhenyue roared angrily, but with a click, the black knife in his hand appeared densely cracked, and his face was frightened, and he quickly retreated and left this place.

"Wait, I'll be back. ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly shouted: "Don't come, I don't have much interest in playing with knives, so I just play occasionally." ”

It's just that for Matsuki, he didn't hear it at all.

The next thirty years.

Matsuki basically comes once a month, but every time she loses badly.

Even the middle-aged man didn't do anything, basically the animals around the man did it.

It used to be a monkey, then a snake, a tiger, and even a snake.

The most terrifying thing is that a slow-moving turtle actually stood up on its hind legs, held a small knife, and slashed violently.

It was easy to hack the other party to death, but after the fight, I found that I was seriously injured.

"Why? ”

Zhenyue couldn't understand that she was crazy about pursuing the path of the sword, reaching a terrifying point, but she would still lose so badly.

But this time, instead of retreating, he looked at the other party angrily.

"Why don't you make a move, even if you lose in your hands, I admit it, what if I can see the strongest sword path?"

The middle-aged man was very embarrassed, "Actually, you misunderstood, I really have no interest in playing with knives, you may not believe it when you say it, I have never deliberately practiced the way of knives, and one day I will feel it, I will play twice, for thirty years, every time you come to the wrong period, I don't have the idea of playing with knives." ”

"Then you can't have it now?" Matsuki said.

"No, but it was the other day, but it's a pity you're not here. The middle-aged man said.

"You ......" Zhenyue left, he would not give up, he was the Sword Saint, the strongest Sword Saint.

Twenty years ago.

Matsuki's face is aging, her hair is already gray, and even her back is a little bowed.

He has been grinding with Youyoushan for decades, and he is already old, and he is almost unable to lift the knife in his hand.

"You...... Why is it still exactly the same as it was a few decades ago? Matsuki asked with a trembling voice.

The middle-aged man's appearance has not changed, and he is still very young.

"Smile and smile for ten years, I am sad and white-headed, I am very happy every day, I must be very young, how old are you?" the man asked.

"Eighty. Matsuki replied.

"Oh, that's still young, I'm old, I'm over 170 years old, by the way, barbecue? The barbecue I make tastes good, but I still don't have the idea of playing with knives today. The middle-aged man said.

And at this time.

Matsuki froze in place expressionlessly, as if she was in some kind of contemplation.

"Hahahaha......"

"Why is this happening, I have been pursuing the path of the knife all my life, how can I end up, but it is still like this. ”

Matsuki let go of the black knife in her hand and looked up at the sky, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, very sad.

"Actually, you are wrong, the knife is spiritual, if you are pestering others, even if it is a close relative, it will annoy you, at least give people a little space to breathe, so the mentality is the most important. ”

"I'm still the same sentence, I'm not interested in playing with knives. ”

The middle-aged man thought, what a poor child, he is eighty years old, and he hasn't figured it out yet, how low his IQ is.

Matsuki didn't say anything, but turned around and left the place.

A hundred years later.

In a valley somewhere.

A young man pursued the sword technique with a long name, practiced hard, and slashed others along the way.

Later, when I came to this valley, I wanted to challenge the strongest here.

In the valley, a man soaks in a hot spring and enjoys life.

And not far away, a black knife was quietly placed there.

"I'm going to hack you to death. The young man said.

The man soaking in the hot spring looked at the other party, "Young man, I'm soaking in the hot spring, and I'm not interested in playing with knives, you're looking for the wrong person." ”

"Also, I think your knife seems to be very tired, you should let him rest and enjoy life. ”

Lin Fan floated in the sky, witnessing the development of this reincarnation, originally smiling, but then, he was a little dignified.

"No, this reincarnation obviously doesn't have anything to do with Yoyo Mountain. ”

He couldn't figure it out.

Reincarnation was beyond his control and developed on its own.

This is something that didn't happen before.

What the hell is going on.