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He hadn\'t used reincarnation in a long time, so he was a little rusty.

It didn\'t make sense, so he could only use reincarnation to let True Moon see the essence of it and turn back.

Look at this cute little fatty, how much he wanted to be with teacher. That would be a happy ending.

It was floating in the sky above a gray world.

This was reincarnation, and it had yet to be constructed.

He was thinking about what kind of reincarnation he should construct to be useful to True Moon.

After a long time, Lin fan had an idea.

The laws took shape.

He raised his hand, as if God had constructed a world.

This was a saber-based world, and an extremely sick one at that.

In an old house, a middle-aged man without arms was waiting anxiously with red eyes.

"It must be a boy."

Waa!

A loud cry broke the silence.

"Hahahaha ..." The man with the broken arms laughed loudly. He was finally a boy. In this case, someone would take over his path.

He quickly entered the delivery room. There was a woman on the bed with a pale face, but there was a smile on her face as she looked at the baby beside her lovingly.

The man stepped forward and wanted to pick up the baby, but because he was missing his arms, he could only sit by the bed. He stretched out his legs and picked up the baby, holding it high in his hands.

"My son, from now on, your name will be Zhen Yue. You will inherit your great father\'s Black sword and become the strongest Sword Saint in the world."

Waa!

Because he hadn\'t washed his feet for a long time, the smell was a little strong, and the newly born Zhen Yue directly frothed at the mouth and fainted.

Ten years later.

Masachizuki had already become a little adult, and she was training hard with her black blade.

He carried on his father\'s will to become the most powerful Sword Saint and stand at the top of the world.

In another ten years, it would be the world saber exhibition. At that time, all the saber wielders in the world would appear on the stage, and as long as they won first place, they would become the strongest.

"I\'m the strongest. " Zhen Yue\'s expression was cold, and there was a cold light in his eyes. He took out a saber technique from his arms.

\'The most powerful saber technique to kill everyone heartlessly\'

The name of this blade technique was very long. He knew that the longer The Name of the Blade technique, the more powerful it was. As far as he knew, he had never seen a blade technique with a longer name than his blade technique.

This was a saber technique that he had obtained by chance. He had not told anyone about it and had been cultivating it alone.

"Son, how\'s your cultivation?" His father, who had lost both his arms, walked over.

Zhen Yue nodded and didn\'t say anything, but hid the blade technique.

He had memorized the contents of the first page of the saber technique.

Sever all connections to oneself,

Therefore, when he looked at his father, who had lost both his arms, his eyes were filled with killing intent.

"To become stronger, to become stronger, I have to abandon everything. No one can stop me."

A month later.

Inside the house.

Blood flowed like a river.

Corpses could be seen everywhere, and their deaths were extremely miserable. They were all killed with a single strike.

A young man was standing in a pool of blood with a black knife in his hand. Blood dripped down the blade and onto the ground.

"Being heartless and cutting off everything is the strongest saber Dao." Masachizuki lowered his head.

He had killed his parents and even everyone related to him in order to cut off everything and walk on an unstoppable path of the blade.

"Cough cough!"

Not far away, there was a corpse lying in a pool of blood. Half of its body was almost cut open, but it was still breathing.

He was Zhen Yue\'s father, but he wasn\'t angry at all. Instead, he was relieved.

"Zhen \'er, you\'ve made me very surprised and happy."

"Keep going. Keep going like this. You will definitely become the most powerful Sword Saint in the world. Don\'t follow my path."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped breathing and was completely cold.

Another ten years later.

Zhen Yue had no other thoughts, as long as it was related to someone, he would kill them all.

He slashed from the north to the south, then from the South to the West, and then from the West to the East.

As he walked, he hacked and hacked. Even his family\'s Black blade had curled up a few times. If he hadn\'t met a master blacksmith who repaired the black blade, he would have had to change it a few times.

"As expected, the way of the saber is to have no distractions in your heart and be heartless. The path I\'m taking is the true way of the saber."

The people he had killed along the way had really disappointed him.

What family? what family?

There were even more ridiculous people who saw their disciples being killed by him and gave up on fighting, willing to become disabled.

He scoffed at it and directly cut it all down.

The battle of the peak.

The sword Saint, who was recognized as the strongest in the world, had been killed by him.

"Hahahaha, I\'m the strongest. I\'m the sword Saint. I\'ve been walking for 20 years and I\'ve finally reached this step." Zhen Yue stood on the peak of the mountain and laughed out loud, extremely excited.

"You don\'t deserve to be the saber Saint." The strongest person he had killed was not completely dead.

Zhen Yue looked at him and sneered,"you are recognized as the strongest. If I kill you, I will be the strongest Sword Saint. Even if you are not convinced, it is useless."

"The strongest? How could I be the strongest? the Youyou mountain is where the strongest people live, and you\'ve been on the wrong path from the very beginning. "

"I understand now. Eighteen years ago, that person from Youyou mountain said those words to me. I didn\'t understand before, but now I do."

"The crazy pursuit of sword Dao represents your obsession with sword Dao. However, it\'s still unknown whether sword Dao likes your obsession."

"Young man, you can\'t play with a saber like this."

"Hahaha ..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the once strongest man in the world died.

"Tsk, idiot, it\'s Youyou mountain. I\'ll go and see who has this ability."

Ten years later.

In order to find the Youyou mountain, Zhen Yue had spent ten years.

In these ten years, he became even more obsessed with the Dao of the blade. He could even give up his life and all his dignity. He felt that he was the blade, and the blade was himself.

"Leisure mountain."

Zhen Yue looked at her destination, which was full of blooming flowers and mountains, and the fire in her heart rose. She stepped into it.

His goal here was simple, to kill the so-called strongest.

He won the title of saber Saint.

In a Valley.

A middle-aged man was bringing a monkey over to barbecue and drink wine. Life was very good.

"Monkey, don\'t eat so much. If you eat so much, what am I supposed to eat?" The middle-aged man grabbed at the grill, grabbed a large handful of meat, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Squeak!

The monkey protested and held all the monkey wine in his arms, not giving it to the other party.

Pada!

It was the sound of branches being crushed.

"So you\'re the sword Saint who\'s hidden in the Youyou mountain. You\'re nothing more than this." The true Moon had arrived, and he was the only person he had seen in the entire mountain.

This was obviously the person he was looking for.

The middle-aged man\'s mouth was full of grease. He smiled at Masanori suzuhara and said,"yeah, I\'m the sword Saint who\'s hidden in the Youyou mountain. I\'m not that great."

Zhen Yue frowned in disappointment,"okay, fight me, let me kill you."

"Wait, are you mistaken? I don\'t fight with people, and I\'m not interested in playing with knives. I have to eat barbecue with my friends today, so I don\'t have time to play with knives. Do you want to come and eat? it\'s not bad." The middle-aged man smiled brightly and did not take this matter to heart.

"That\'s not up to you. " Zhen Yue said coldly. Without waiting for the other party to agree, he directly raised his blade and attacked.

He could already see the result. The man and the monkey were cut down in a pool of blood.

The saber intent was overflowing as it approached the two of them.

"Squeak!"

Houzi was so annoying. He hated this person a little. He picked up the small knife that was used to cut meat, squeaked, and simply slashed at Zhen Yue.

"What?"

Masachizuki did not take it to heart, but when he collided with the knife, his expression suddenly changed.

A terrifying saber intent attacked him, causing him to retreat quickly in shock.

"There\'s something wrong with this monkey. " Zhen Yue\'s expression was serious.

The middle-aged man looked at masachizuki,"young man, don\'t be so hot-tempered. There\'s something wrong with your cultivation, and I feel that the saber doesn\'t seem to like you very much. It\'s a bit of wishful thinking for you to pursue him like this."

"You\'re talking nonsense. " "Damn it!" Zhen Yue roared, but with a crack, the black blade in his hand began to crack. His face turned cold, and he quickly retreated, leaving this place.

"Just you wait, I\'ll be back."

"Don\'t come," the middle-aged man quickly shouted."I\'m not very interested in playing with knives. I just play with them occasionally."

However, to Zhen Yue, he didn\'t hear it at all.

In the next 30 years.

Shinyuki basically came once a month, but every time, he would lose miserably.

In fact, even the middle-aged man didn\'t do anything. It was basically the animals around the man who did it.

It used to be monkeys, then snakes, Tigers, and even snakes.

The most terrifying thing was that a slow tortoise actually stood up on its hind legs, raised a small knife, and slashed down aggressively.

Originally, it would have been easy to kill the other party, but after exchanging blows, he realized that he had been seriously injured.

"Why? Why is that so?"

Zhen Yue couldn\'t understand why he would lose so badly after crazily pursuing the Dao of the blade and reaching such a terrifying level.

But this time, he didn\'t retreat. Instead, he looked at the other party in anger.

"Why didn\'t you make a move? even if I lose to you, I\'ll accept it. So what if you show me the most powerful saber Dao?" Zhen Yue roared.

The middle-aged man was put in a difficult position."Actually, you\'ve misunderstood. I\'m really not interested in playing with a saber. You might not believe it, but I\'ve never deliberately practiced saber Dao. It\'s only one day that I feel it and will play with it a few times. For the past 30 years, you\'ve always come at the wrong time. I\'ve never had the intention of playing with a saber."

"Then you can\'t have one now?" Zhen Yue said.

"No, but there was one a few days ago. It\'s a pity you weren\'t here." The middle-aged man said.

"You ..." Zhen Yue left, but he would not give up. He was the sword Saint, the strongest Sword Saint.

Another twenty years had passed.

Zhen Yue\'s face was old, her hair had turned white, and even her back was a little bent.

He had been sharpening the knife with Youyou Shan for decades. He was so old that he couldn\'t even lift the knife.

"You ... Why are you still the same as you were decades ago?" Masachizuki asked in a trembling voice.

The middle-aged man\'s appearance had not changed. He was still very young.

"I\'m happy every day, so I must be young. How old are you?" The man asked.

"Eighty." Zhen Yue replied.

"Oh, that\'s still very young. I\'m old, already over 170 years old. By the way, do you want to eat barbecue? The barbeque I made tasted pretty good, but I still don\'t have the intention to play with a knife today. " The middle-aged man said.

At this moment.

Zhen Yue stood there expressionlessly, as if she was lost in thought.

"Hahahaha ..."

"Why is it like this? I\'ve been pursuing the saber Dao my entire life. Why is it still like this in the end?"

Zhen Yue let go of the black blade in her hand and looked up at the sky. Tears fell from the corner of her eyes, and she was very sad.

"Actually, you\'re going the wrong way. The saber has a spirit. If you keep pestering him, even if he\'s your closest relative, he\'ll still bother you. At least give him some breathing space, so the attitude is the most important."

"I\'ll say the same thing, I\'m not interested in playing with knives. "

The middle-aged man thought,"what a poor child. He\'s already 80 years old, but he still hasn\'t figured it out. How low his IQ must be."

Without saying anything, Zhen Yue turned around and left.

A hundred years later.

In a certain Valley.

A young man was pursuing a saber technique with a long name. He worked hard to cultivate it and struck fear into the hearts of others.

Later on, he came to this Valley to challenge the strongest person here.

In the valley, a man was soaking in a hot spring and enjoying life.

Not far away, a black blade was quietly placed there.

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

The man in the hot spring looked at him."Young man, I\'m in the hot spring. I\'m not in the mood to play with my saber. You\'ve found the wrong person."

"Also, I see that your saber seems to be very tired. You should let him rest and enjoy life."

Lin fan floated in the air and witnessed the development of this reincarnation. He was initially chuckling. But soon, his face turned solemn.

"That\'s not right. This reincarnation cycle clearly has nothing to do with the Youyou mountain. "

He could not understand.

Samsara had escaped his control and was developing on its own.

This was something that would not have happened in the past.

What was going on?