Have you ever tried to flip the rope?

Just flip the coil out of the way, that's what most people think.

This is indeed the most common way to play, two people turn each other's rope loops in their own hands, so that the rope loops are hooked into a more complex pattern, and then the other person continues to flip the rope loops, and so on...... Until someone can no longer turn the rope ring itself, the competition will be a winner.

However, what if you turn over the flower rope and make it more difficult?

I turn a narrow loop of rope into an extremely long one.

Even the patterns that are drawn and tightened are turned into dense cloth......

"That's how you learn to weave."

When he proposed to learn to turn the flower rope, the old eunuch told Du Chengfeng like this.

"If you want to learn how to weave thread, you have to understand thread first...... Turning the rope is the easiest way, as long as you play a lot, you will know how to make the threads connect with each other. ”

This proposal really made Du Chengfeng extremely satisfied, after all, for a novice like him, if he wants to learn a skill, the most important thing is never how to memorize, but to maintain the fun of learning - if he goes directly to those weavers to learn seriously, he is afraid that he will not be able to resist for a day and will be autistic, but if he changes to a flower rope, he will not get tired of playing for a month.

Getting started as a beginner is a very skillful thing, and if you can do it well, you can save people a lot of detours.

But it's a pity that Jiang Wenyuan didn't hear these words.

When Jiang Wenyuan saw the so-called turning flower rope, there was already a whole tablecloth in front of him, which was full of teapots and teacups, and the tea in the cups was even steaming.

Yes, he knows what a real rope looks like, but so what?

The rope he understands is as small as an ant and as small as a flea compared to this level!

"This is the master's turning rope."

At that moment, Jiang Wenyuan was extremely clearly aware of this fact.

In the time that followed, Jiang Wenyuan tried very hard not to think about it, on the one hand, because he noticed the abnormal fluctuations, and on the other hand, it was also because things of this level were really not something he should touch—but the more he didn't think about this kind of thing, the more those pictures would appear in his mind.

Just like the classic saying "don't think about the elephant", the more you force yourself not to think about it, the clearer the elephant in your mind will become.

The elephant was getting bigger and bigger, and Jiang Wenyuan could even feel the hot breath spewing out of the elephant, and the solid and powerful trunk was wrapping around his arm.

So, just turning the flower rope, there should be no problem, right?

It can be said to be an occupational disease, or it can be said to be a personal preference, Jiang Wenyuan, who was born as a head catcher, is actually difficult to resist this type of "stripping off the cocoon" type of thing - although the silk is replaced with thread, and the cocoon is replaced by cloth, but in general, it is not too much different.

What's more, it's just turning over the rope, just taking the rope apart, is it really difficult?

"It's hard!"

As soon as he tried, Jiang Wenyuan already had the idea of giving up.

It is simply not something that a human can do to remove a dense piece of cloth into the shape of a silk thread - and this is even a relatively easy version, just dismantling the cloth into threads, instead of a coil connected from end to end, which is not known how many times less difficult.

But even if this kind of dismantling is reduced in difficulty, he can't do it at all.

The self-isolation lasted for three days and three nights, Jiang Wenyuan didn't know where to start, at this time he seemed to have returned to Yizhou, and returned to the time when he was still catching heads, the former keenness, the former insight, once again returned to him - but it was useless. Even when he's at his best, there's no way he'll be able to unravel this kind of thing.

"Can't I even turn the rope?"

Jiang Wenyuan, who realized that he was incompetent, was so angry that he waved the iron ruler and smashed it on the cloth in front of him.

The heavy iron ruler had no blades, but it still smashed a hole in the cloth.

It was at that time that Jiang Wenyuan saw it, the thread.

"Always have to ...... Keep doing it. ”

After sitting in front of the thread for another day and a night, Jiang Wenyuan finally stood up.

As he said, he always has to do it, and he can't stop because of this little failure, and he won't break his state because of this little thing...... It's good to take your time, isn't it the same with Shan Bing?

Obviously, his old friend couldn't cook before, but after he went out for a walk, his old friend's skills were not inferior to the restaurant chef.

"Try again."

Some crazy thought began to take over his mind.

"Try again, try again, try again......"

While thinking like this, Jiang Wenyuan began to disassemble the cloth in front of him.

And the facts have proved that he is indeed talented.

When the first thread was removed, Jiang Wenyuan used half an hour, in order to ensure that the thread would not be broken in the process of being pulled out, Jiang Wenyuan was so careful - but when the second thread was extracted, Jiang Wenyuan's time had been shortened to two quarters of an hour, followed by a quarter of an hour, and half an hour......

As the extraction became more and more proficient, Jiang Wenyuan's consciousness even became blurred, and the task that was almost impossible in his eyes gradually became the instinct of his hand, he didn't even need to think, he didn't need to observe, his hand would grope for the end of the line by itself and move by itself.

Until, the sky is bright.

Looking at the piles of threads around him, as well as the table top that was supposed to have a piece of cloth on it, but now it was empty, Jiang Wenyuan finally lost consciousness and fainted.

It was at that time that he fully understood the mystery of turning the flower rope.

"That's something that can only be trained by top-notch rope flipping, and I'm actually only halfway through it now."

While casually blocking the evil qi of those grassland riders with one hand, Jiang Wenyuan turned around and said to Shan Bing.

"Do you know what is the most important thing for turning the rope?"

“…… Is it a long hand? ”

Shan Bing, whose chest was collapsed, couldn't speak, he didn't know why Jiang Wenyuan wanted to say this at this time.

And what kind of rope is turned...... Yes, he's also seen the so-called master flip the flower rope, and then what? Didn't the seemingly powerful Du Taishi still not go out of the city to fight?

It's just that learning this way of playing with threads, just like those palace maids who learn embroidery, such a twisted posture, how can it be worthy of that body's force?

“…… The point is not to grow hands. ”

Facing Shan Bing's obviously emotional answer, Jiang Wenyuan couldn't help but choke.

"Even if you don't have hands, as long as your feet are dexterous enough, you can turn over the rope...... Even if your hands and feet are cut off, as long as your body can still move, as long as you can bite with your teeth, you can still continue to turn over the rope. ”

“……”

Shan Bing didn't speak at all this time, he only felt that there was something wrong with Jiang Wenyuan's brain.

But immediately, Jiang Wenyuan's words made him frown.

"The limbs are never necessary, they are just external appearances, and they care about the limbs themselves, but they can only say that they have not touched the root of the rope."

Saying this, Jiang Wenyuan once again swung an iron ruler at the fierce wind in front of him.

"The mystery of turning the flower rope lies in deconstruction."

Buzz –

The bloody wind, which was originally enough to split even the city gate, suddenly lost its strength after being split by the iron ruler.

Although the strong wind still blew the hair on the ground, compared to the strong wind that could even crush people, this strength was like a fresh breeze.

"This ......"

It was at this time that Shan Bing realized what had just happened in front of him.

"Evil spirit...... Taken apart? ”

Shan Bing was dumbfounded.

Yes, although the eyes can't see it, once you start to focus on perceiving the evil qi itself, you can clearly realize that the bloody evil qi is intertwined, like a ferocious attack in essence, under Jiang Wenyuan's iron ruler, it melts like ice and snow - like a whole piece of ice, broken into pieces of snowflakes, although it will still bring chills, but it no longer has the ability to smash people's heads and bleed.

What the hell is this...... How?

Is this really what people can do?

"Actually, it's an easy thing to do, after all, their method of weaving evil qi is too rough."

Jiang Wenyuan himself shook his head.

It was indeed too coarse, not even a weaving, not to mention the exquisite weaving in the palace, and even the folk linen could not be compared—that is, it was simply twisted into one piece and thrown out whole.

Maybe in the eyes of others, this is already a clever release of evil energy, and even Jiang Wenyuan's words before would have felt that this was a very powerful performance.

But now it seems......

"It's too weak."

Jiang Wenyuan just raised the iron ruler, and a little in the air, a rider who was whipping his horse in mid-air lost his horse hooves on the spot.

Send the power under the horse's hooves, so that the horse can take advantage of the horse's strength...... This technique may be interesting, but is it really a clever technique?

"It's far away, it's too far away."

Jiang Wenyuan shook his head again and again.

Indeed, he really can't do it now, his meager evil qi and strength are a little too unsightly in front of those fierce grassland riders who are as fierce as tigers and wolves - but he doesn't need to go head-on, he just needs to disassemble the evil qi that is swinging out, and let those forces flow into the void and dissipate between heaven and earth.

So, here's the problem.

Now that he can even deconstruct the evil spirit......

So, can people be deconstructed?

"Open."

With the guidance of the iron ruler, an oncoming steppe rider fell to the ground with his men and horses, and turned into a corpse.

"Open, open, open."

The iron ruler was clicked three times in a row, and the three steppe riders turned into corpses all over the ground.

The other grassland riders also gradually discovered the movement here, and some of the closest grassland riders had also slapped their horses to kill—but Jiang Wenyuan didn't have the slightest fear on his face, he just pointed them with an iron ruler one by one, and those grassland riders all died on the spot, and even died without a body.

Such a terrifying strength simply made Shan Bing on the side look stupid, the scene of corpses everywhere was so shocking, and even made Shan Bing forget the fact that he was seriously injured for a while.

How exactly is this done?

If Jiang Wenyuan used any moves, or showed any exercises, then he could understand, after all, those themselves meant an increase in combat effectiveness - but now Jiang Wenyuan obviously didn't do anything, just clicked a few times with an iron ruler and muttered a few words in his mouth, and those grassland riders who had just been invincible died on the ground......

How on earth is this kind of thing done?

Could it be that this is a spell......

"Poof—"

Excessive thinking is not something that a seriously injured person can do after all, especially Shan Bing, who is already seriously injured and dying, and the thinking just now directly made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

It was at this time that Jiang Wenyuan scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, but I've only learned half of the rope flipping technique...... Deconstruction, it's something I'm good at, but I haven't studied this part of reconstruction, so I really can't do anything about your current injury......"

Saying this, Jiang Wenyuan directly carried Shan Bing.

"But don't worry, as long as you can hold this breath, you won't die...... Master Du's research on turning the flower rope is much deeper than mine, and he must understand the truth of reconstruction, as long as you can go back alive......"

"Don't worry, I can't die."

Coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood clots in his mouth, Shan Bing squeezed out a smile.

"Have you forgotten? Earlier, when we had just brought that monster back...... Haven't we already been refactored at that time? We can't even kill ourselves...... We can't even die, so how can we die here? We...... Wait a minute? ”

"Will you wait a moment?"

At this moment, Jiang Wenyuan and Shan Bing looked at each other almost at the same time.

"Did you just say that, refactoring?"

Jiang Wenyuan's pupils shrank.

Maybe this is not a question that needs to be asked, he already has the answer in his own heart—the technology that makes them unable to survive or die, the power comparable to that of a god...... Now that I think about it, is this actually a refactoring?

Deconstruct and reweave people, so as to show new patterns and new looks......

Isn't this the root of the rope?

"Could it be that the Emperor has also mastered this technique!"

Shan Bing subconsciously raised his head.

In the distant sky, a throne hangs high in the sky.

But immediately, Shan Bing turned his head to look at Jiang Wenyuan beside him.

Yes, even if the emperor knew about this skill, what could he do? Even his good brother, Jiang Wenyuan, who is at the same level as him, has already ......

"It's too ugly."

A voice fell from above.

"If that's all you have, then don't be human."

As the words fell, one roar after another resounded in the sky.

The update was delivered, and I was confused by playing the phantom beast Palu with my friends, and today is also a day of health, and everyone rests early.

Thank you for your recommendation votes and monthly passes, and thank you for your encouragement and support.

I'm going to catch up on sleep, good night everyone.

(End of chapter)