I Got Reincarnated as a Weed (My New Life As A Plant In A Cultivation World)

After watching the whole process, Zhou Ye felt that this killing technique was simply against the sky.

Learn, must learn!

When he came back to his senses, Zhou Ye found that there were still two scrolls, and he hesitated for a while.

If you choose 'scattered flashy' now, then you will not have the opportunity to choose the other two scrolls.

What if the other two reels are also suitable for you?

Zhou Ye was not in a hurry for the time being, he was going to take a look at the last two scrolls and judge which killing technique he wanted to learn.

He raised his palm and touched the black leather scroll tied with black silk thread.

The scrolls are a bit rough, giving Zhou Ye a shoddy feeling.

Zhou Ye knew that this black-skinned scroll had undergone the baptism of years and spent countless hours in order to give him such a feeling.

"laugh!"

Suddenly, a wisp of sword energy came down from the scroll, and Zhou Ye quickly retracted his palm, secretly saying that it was dangerous.

That wisp of sword energy gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, as if he couldn't take it back if he didn't take it back quickly.

I want to cut off my hand.

This black leather scroll has a great temper.

Zhou Ye refused to accept it, and once again reached out and touched the black leather scroll.

A familiar feeling comes.

"The broken sword style, a broken sword, the truth of slashing the heavens and the earth, and punishing the evil spirits of Jiuyou..."

A voice as cold as ice sounded, and the scene in front of Zhou Ye changed again.

He is very experienced now.

This is consciousness being pulled into the scroll.

Think of this as a legacy, and the characters who exist in the scrolls are the powers that created them.

Only they who have an incomparable understanding of slaughtering techniques can write down everything about slaughtering techniques on the scrolls in detail.

...

Zhou Ye found himself in the middle of the jungle, and not far in front of him were the two warring parties.

One party is dressed in black and well equipped, just like those assassins and killers in the world.

On the other side, there was only a young man in tattered clothes and holding a broken sword.

"kill!"

The people in black shouted and raised their weapons to kill the young man.

The young man slowly raised the broken sword, his face was indifferent, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

He seemed to have anticipated this for a long time, and at the same time had absolute certainty, so he looked at the men in black as if he were looking at the dead.

"Destroy."

The young man spoke indifferently, and swung the broken sword at will.

"boom!"

Bright sword light flashed out, but in an instant, those men in black became corpses.

As soon as the screen turns, the scene changes.

Zhou Ye found that he was on the top of the mountain at the moment, and the young man was still by his side.

The young man sat cross-legged with a broken sword on his back.

The ground was overgrown with weeds, and the youth's body was surrounded by strands of sword energy.

The sword was sharp, cutting the weeds on the ground, leaving gaps and ravines on the ground.

Zhou Ye's face was expressionless.

"call out!"

In the distance, three white lights struck.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand and took off the broken sword.

The power was injected into the broken sword, rolling in the body of the sword, the sharp breath became heavier and heavier, and the space was cut out with white marks.

"Whoosh!"

The young man chopped off the broken sword, and a ray of sword light burst out from the broken blade, directly slashing towards the three white lights.

Zhou Ye looked into the distance.

The sword light was very powerful, and it shot down the three white lights directly.

Zhou Ye knew that the young man won, and won without any effort.

Seeing this, the screen changed again.

On the endless plain, the young man walked slowly with a broken sword on his back.

Clouds gathered above his head, thunder and lightning flashed, and a gust of wind blew on the plain, and a green wave like an ocean wave suddenly rose on the plain.

The young man doesn't listen, he doesn't care, the wind can't touch the corner of his clothes, and the thunder can't touch his heart.

Zhou Ye followed the young man and looked up at Jieyun from time to time.

Zhou Ye didn't know what level of catastrophe this was, but he knew that this catastrophe would definitely be very powerful.

Looking at the young man with the same expression on his side, Zhou Ye really wanted to say a few words to the other party and tell the other party not to act like that.

But Zhou Ye knew very well in his heart that no matter what he said or yelled at the young man, it was useless, the other party would not be able to attack him at all.

Zhou Ye didn't know whether the other party could hear it or not.

The other party is really aloof. From the beginning to now, apart from saying a piece of information about this killing technique and the word 'annihilation', he hasn't said anything else.

This kind of master temperament, which is revealed all the time, forced Zhou Ye to suffocate.

This made him always feel that this young man was very hanged.

The fact is the same, no matter who came, they all fell under the young man's broken sword.

To be honest, Zhou Ye was a bit at a loss.

This sword move is called the broken sword style, and there is no broken sword in his hand.

So the question is, this sword trick is so awesome, do you want to turn the big sword into a broken sword to practice?

Think about it, impossible.

If you don't use the good-looking Demon Emperor Soldiers, why do you make them into broken swords?

Brain is sick.

Zhou Ye has already decided that no matter how awesome the young man behaves later, he will never be moved.

"Boom--"

Tribulation thunder began to brew.

The young man stopped and slowly raised his head to look at Jieyun above his head.

His whole person exudes a cold breath, which is biting to the bone.

At this moment, he was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.

"boom!"

The tribulation thunder fell, and it was fleeting.

Zhou Ye couldn't see how the tribulation thunder dissipated at all.

"Boss, it's amazing." Zhou Ye was very convinced.

The youth ignored Zhou Ye and continued to stare at Jieyun.

There is no trace of emotion in the eyes, and there is no fear of the catastrophe, just as indifferent as facing an ordinary enemy.

"boom!"

Another robbery thunder fell.

As before, the tribulation thunder disappeared.

Zhou Ye was as curious as a cat scratching his head.

If it wasn't for knowing that the young man would never betray himself, Zhou Ye would have wanted to pester the other party to ask how he did it.

This is simply too much to pretend, just staring at Jie Lei like this, there is a feeling of 'you can kill me today, even if I lose'.

One after another tribulation thunder just flickered and disappeared.

Zhou Ye counted, there were eight tribulation thunders in total.

it's not finished yet.

The final tribulation thunder has been brewing!

"boom!"

Thunder struck.

The young man finally raised his hand and grasped his broken sword.

"Shh!"

He swung a sword suddenly, and the mysterious power and mysterious truth were wrapped around the sword light, adding an incomparably powerful boost to the sword light.

"boom!"

The sword light collided with the tribulation thunder, and the explosion spread all over the world.

The earth shook, and Zhou Ye stood unsteady and nearly fell.

The robbery cloud dissipated, and a beam of light descended from the sky, shrouding the youth in it.

Zhou Ye didn't know what changed in the light, but Zhou Ye knew very well that this young man had become an emperor.

In other words, the youth are more arrogant.

"call--"

The gust of wind blew, and the wild grasses on the grassland fell to the ground toward the youth as if they had seen their king.

All things in the world, all living beings surrender.

The young man carried his remnant sword on his back again, his face calm.

Zhou Ye felt the pressure falling on his body, the pressure wanted to make him kneel, but he would not kneel.

I don't know each other so much, just kneel.

The young man's eyes fell on Zhou Ye.

Looking at the young man, Zhou Ye discovered the meaning of the other's eyes: Why don't you kneel?

Zhou Ye smiled disdainfully.

Boss, you are not alive, I kneel to your ass.

The boy has gold under his knees.

Although Zhou Moucao is no longer human, I still have the pride of being a human, do you know?

Four eyes facing each other.

The youth saw the present world through Zhou Ye's eyes.

And Zhou Ye saw the ancient times through the eyes of the youth.

It was really an era when Tianjiao was born in great numbers, and this young man was one of the representative figures of that era.

"It turns out that I have long since vanished..." The young man whispered.

Zhou Ye didn't see any expression on his face.

It was as if the youth really didn't feel anything after knowing that his future was really gone, as if everything was indifferent.

Is this the mood of the boss?

"Crack..."

The space shattered, watching that world gradually recede, Zhou Ye's consciousness returned to his body.

After being dazed for a moment, Zhou Ye was silent and walked towards the last scroll.

Raise your hand to touch.

This time, it was the voice of a female practitioner.

"Six types of Zhuxian..."

Zhou Ye was once again pulled into the world inside the scroll.

Female practitioners are average in appearance. Although they are not as glamorous as fairies outside, they are still attractive in general.

The female boss's sword rose and fell, and the immortal looked back.

Power that cannot be described in words.

Zhou Ye felt that this female boss could even divide the realm with one sword.

"This kind of swordsmanship is what I want to learn." Zhou Ye saw that the grass juice was boiling, and he could not wait to immediately hug the female boss and ask to fly.

But thinking about it carefully, this sword move is not very suitable for me, and it is said that it is the sixth style of Zhuxian, but whether this sword move can shake the immortal has a question mark.

Consciousness returns to the body.

Zhou Ye touched his chin and thought about it.

The little icon passed by him. He started to look at the last scroll. After reading the scroll, he looked at Zhou Ye curiously and asked, "Brother, which killing technique are you going to choose?"

"I haven't decided yet, how about you?" Zhou Ye asked after shaking his head.

"Me?" Little Dekor raised his forehead in annoyance.

"They're all powerful, and I don't know how to choose at all."

"It depends on your own situation." Zhou Ye smiled.

The little icon pondered.

"Every killing technique here is top-notch and very powerful, no matter which one you choose, it is not a loss." Zhou Ye said.

The little icon nodded, he naturally knew this truth.

But among the many killing techniques, only one can be chosen.

This made him a little tangled. He likes every subject, can he choose all of them?

Of course, the little icon also knows the truth that greed is not enough to chew, and he can only choose in his heart.

Unlike the little icon, Zhou Ye has already chosen it.

It's not the broken sword style, nor is it the six styles of Zhuxian, but the flamboyant style.

The phrase 'where the sword points, the sun and the moon have no light, a sword cuts down, and the glitz disappears. ' echoed deeply in my heart.

He Zhou Moucao has a dream from now on.

One day, with the sword in hand, I will slash all enemies in the world!

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