He hadn't used reincarnation in a long time, so he was a little rusty.
He couldn't say anything, so he could only use reincarnation to let Zhen Yue see through his true nature.
Look at this adorable little fatty. How much does he want to be with Teacher? I'll fulfill his wish.
He floated in the air above a grey world.
This was reincarnation, but it hadn't been constructed yet.
He was in deep thought about what kind of reincarnation he should construct to be useful for Zhen Yue.
After a long time, Lin Fan had an idea.
Laws formed.
He raised his hands like a god constructing a world.
This was a world that focused on the blade, a sickly world.
In an old manor, a middle-aged man without arms waited anxiously with bloodshot eyes.
"It has to be a boy."
Wa!
A loud cry broke the silence.
"Hahaha …" The man laughed out loud. It was finally a boy. If that was the case, then someone would take over his path.
He quickly entered the delivery room. On the bed was an ashen white woman, but she smiled and looked at the baby lovingly.
The man walked forwards and wanted to carry the baby, but as he was missing his arms, he could only sit at the side of the bed. He stretched out his legs and picked the baby up.
"My son, from now on, your name will be Zhen Yue. Inherit your father's black blade and become the strongest blade saint in the world."
Wa!
As he hadn't washed his feet in a long time, the smell was a little strong. Zhen Yue spat out white foam and fainted.
10 years later.
Zhen Yue had become a small adult. He held the black blade and cultivated hard.
He followed his father's will to become the strongest blade saint and stand at the peak of the world.
In 10 years, it would be the World Blade Competition. At that time, all blade wielders would appear on the stage. As long as one got first, they would become the strongest.
"I am the strongest." Zhen Yue's expression was cold, and a cold glow shone in his eyes. He took out a blade technique from his chest.
The name of this Saber Technique was very long. He knew that the longer a Saber Technique's name was, the more powerful the Saber Technique was. As far as he knew, he had never seen a Saber Technique with a longer name.
This was a blade technique he obtained by chance. He didn't tell anyone and cultivated it alone.
"Son, how's your training going?" His father, who had lost both his arms, walked over.
Zhen Yue nodded and did not say anything. Instead, she hid the saber technique.
He had memorized the contents of the first page of the saber technique.
Sever all connections.
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 even stronger, I have to abandon everything. No one can stop me."
One month later.
Inside the house.
Blood flowed like a river.
Corpses could be seen everywhere, and their deaths were extremely tragic. They were all killed with a single slash.
A young man stood in a pool of blood with a black saber in his hand. Fresh blood flowed down the blade and dripped onto the ground.
"To be merciless and to sever everything is the strongest Saber Dao." Zhen Yue lowered his head.
Xiao Chen had chopped his parents to death and even killed everyone related to him, all for the sake of severing everything and walking the path of the saber that no one could block.
"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. However, when faced with such a matter, he was not the slightest bit angry. Instead, he was very gratified.
"Zhen 'er, you have surprised me. I am very gratified."
"Go on, just go on like this. You will definitely become the strongest Saber Saint in the world. Don't walk on my old path."
As soon as his voice fell, he breathed his last, completely dead.
Another ten years later.
Zhen Yue had no distractions. As long as they were related to him, he would hack them all to death.
He hacked from the north to the south, then from the south to the west, then from the west to the east.
Along the way, he hacked so hard that even his family heirloom black saber was bent a few times. If he hadn't met a master craftsman who repaired the black saber, he would have changed his saber several times.
"As expected, the Saber Dao requires one to be merciless and to be merciless. The path that I am walking on is the true Saber Dao."
The people he hacked to death along the way really disappointed him.
What relatives? What family?
There were even more ridiculous people. When they saw him hack their fellow disciples to death, they actually gave up their sabers and were willing to become useless.
He scoffed at them and directly hacked them to death.
A battle at the peak.
The publicly acknowledged strongest Saber Saint was hacked to death by his saber.
"Hahahaha, I am the strongest, I am the Saber Saint. I have walked for 20 years and finally reached this step." Zhen Yue stood on the peak of the mountain and laughed. He was extremely excited.
"You don't deserve to be the Saber Saint." The strongest expert that he hacked to death wasn't dead yet.
Zhen Yue looked over and laughed coldly. "You are publicly acknowledged as the strongest. I will hack you to death and I will be the strongest Saber Saint. Even if you don't accept it, it is useless."
"Strongest? How can I be the strongest? Youyou Mountain is where the strongest person lives. You have been on the wrong path from the start. "
"I understand now. Eighteen years ago, why did the person in Youyou Mountain say such words to me? I didn't understand before, but now I do."
"Crazily pursuing the Saber Dao means that you are obsessed with it. However, it is unknown whether or not the Saber Dao likes your obsession."
"Young man, you shouldn't use the saber like this."
"Hahaha …"
The moment he said this, the strongest person in the world died.
"Tsk, idiot. Youyou Mountain. Let me see who is so capable."
Ten years later.
Zhen Yue spent ten years searching for Youyou Mountain.
In these ten years, he was even more obsessed with the Saber Dao. He was even willing to give up his life and all his dignity. He felt that he was the saber and the saber was him.
"Youyou Mountain."
Zhen Yue looked at the hundreds of flowers blooming in front of him. The flames of passion in his heart soared as he stepped in.
His goal for coming here was simple. He wanted to hack the so-called strongest to death.
To obtain the title of Saber Saint.
In a valley.
A middle-aged man and a monkey were barbecuing and drinking wine. They were living a good life.
"Monkey, eat less. If you eat so much, what am I supposed to eat?" The middle-aged man grabbed a bunch of meat from the barbecue rack and stuffed it into his mouth.
Creak creak!
The monkey protested. He held all the monkey wine in his arms and didn't want to give it to the middle-aged man.
Pada!
The sound of wood being stepped on could be heard.
"You are the Saber Saint hidden in Youyou Mountain. So, you are just so-so." Zhen Yue walked around the entire mountain and only saw this person.
It was obvious that this was the person he was looking for.
The middle-aged man's mouth was covered in grease. He smiled and looked at Zhen Yue, "Right, I am the Saber Saint hidden in Youyou Mountain. Indeed, I am just so-so."
Zhen Yue frowned and was really disappointed, "Okay, fight with me and let me hack you to death."
"Wait, are you mistaken? I don't fight with people and I am not interested in playing with knives. Today, I have to barbecue with my friends and I don't have time to play with knives. Why don't you join us? It tastes pretty good." The middle-aged man smiled brightly and didn't take this matter to heart.
"That isn't up to you." Zhen Yue said coldly. He didn't even wait for the other party to agree. He raised his blade and attacked.
He could already see the outcome. One man and one monkey would be chopped into a pool of blood.
Saber intent surged towards the two of them.
"Creak creak!"
The monkey was annoyed and hated this person. He picked up the knife that was used to cut meat. He screamed and slashed towards Zhen Yue.
"Eh?"
Zhen Yue didn't take it to heart, but when he clashed with the knife, his expression suddenly changed.
A terrifying saber intent struck him and he retreated quickly.
"There is something wrong with this monkey." Zhen Yue's expression was solemn.
The middle-aged man looked at Zhen Yue, "Young man, don't be so violent. There is something wrong with your cultivation. Moreover, I feel that the knife doesn't like you. Your pursuit is just wishful thinking."
"Bullsh * t." Zhen Yue hollered in rage. But with a kacha sound, the black blade in his hand had many cracks on it. He was terrified and retreated quickly, leaving this place.
"Wait and see, I will be back."
The middle-aged man shouted, "Don't come. I am not interested in playing with knives. I just play with them occasionally."
But to Zhen Yue, he didn't even listen to him.
In the next 30 years.
Zhen Yue would basically come once a month but he would lose badly every time.
Even the middle-aged man didn't attack. Basically, it was the animals beside him that attacked.
In the past, it was monkeys. Then, it was snakes, tigers, and even snakes.
The most terrifying thing was that there was a slow turtle that actually stood on its hind legs. It held a knife and slashed over aggressively.
It was supposed to be easy to kill him but after clashing, he realized that he was badly injured.
"Why? Why is this happening? "
Zhen Yue didn't understand. He crazily pursued the path of the blade and reached such a terrifying level but he still lost so badly.
But this time, he didn't retreat. He just stared at him in rage.
"Why don't you attack? Even if I lose to you, I will accept it. So what if you show me the strongest blade path?" Zhen Yue hollered.
The middle-aged man was in a tough spot, "Actually, you are mistaken. I am really not interested in playing with knives. You might not believe me but I have never purposely cultivated the blade path. I just have the feeling that I want to play with it. In these 30 years, you have always come at the wrong time and I have never thought about playing with knives."
"Then, can't you do it now?" Zhen Yue said.
"I can't, but a few days ago I did. Unfortunately, you weren't here." The middle-aged man said.
"You …" Zhen Yue left. He wouldn't give up. He was the blade saint, the strongest blade saint.
Another 20 years passed.
Zhen Yue's face was old and his hair was white. Even his back was a little bent.
He trained with Leisure Mountain for decades and was so old that he couldn't even hold the knife in his hands anymore.
"You … Why are you still the same as decades ago?" Zhen Yue's voice trembled.
The middle-aged man's looks didn't change and he was still really young.
"Smile and you will be ten years younger, worry and your hair will turn white. I am really happy every day so I am definitely young. How old are you?" The man asked.
"80." Zhen Yue replied.
"Oh, you are still young. I am old, I am already 170. Right, do you want to eat barbecue? My barbecue tastes good but I don't want to play with knives today. "The middle-aged man said.
At that moment.
Zhen Yue was expressionless and stood rooted to the spot like he was in deep thought.
"Hahaha …"
"Why is this happening? I have pursued the path of the blade for my entire life, but in the end, this is still the case."
Zhen Yue let go of the black blade in his hand and looked into the sky. Tears flowed from the corner of his eyes and he was really sad.
"Actually, you are going the wrong way. The blade has a spirit and if you bother others, even if they are close to you, they will annoy you. At least give them some space to breathe, so one's mentality is the most important."
"I still say the same thing, I am not interested in playing with knives."
The middle-aged man thought about it. What a pitiful kid, he was already 80 and he still hadn't thought it through.
Zhen Yue didn't say anything and just turned around and left.
100 years later.
In a certain valley.
A young man chased after a long named blade technique. He trained hard and slashed so many people that they were terrified of him.
Then, he came to this valley and wanted to challenge the strongest person here.
In the valley, a guy was soaking in a hot spring and enjoying life.
Not far away, a black blade was placed there quietly.
"I am going to hack you to death." The young man said.
The guy soaking in the hot spring looked at him, "Young man, I am soaking in the hot spring and have no interest in playing with knives. You have found the wrong person."
"Also, your blade seems really tired. You should let it rest and enjoy life."
Lin Fan floated in the sky and witnessed the development of Reincarnation. He was originally smiling but then, his expression turned serious.
"That's not right, Reincarnation doesn't have anything to do with Leisure Mountain."
He didn't understand.
Reincarnation had broken free from his control and was actually developing on its own.
This wasn't something that would have happened in the past.
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