Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

The monthly rental card of Baiwen Hall finally expired. In the afternoon, Wang Qiye went directly to the inner gate’s martial arts building and applied for a monthly rental card with 10 contribution points.

"Hahaha, Kung Fu Building, here I come!"

He randomly picked up a book from the bookshelf. This book, "Another Interpretation of Lingxi Swordsmanship", was indeed unique and he gained a little. He reluctantly put the book down. He then picked up another book, "The Relationship between Swordsmanship and Environment". He just flipped through a few pages and was greatly inspired. He carefully put the book back to its original place, took a step back, and looked at the whole shelf of books in front of him. Wang Qiye's heart was surging.

“What is Baoshan!!!”

My fingers gently slide across the surface of these books. Only this real touch can comfort my restless heart.

“This! This is!!”

"No way, it really is 'One Mind Flowing'!!!"

Wang Qiye held the book in his hands, as if he was on a pilgrimage. His hands were shaking, and he could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart.

Looking at the title page and the five big words, my breathing became faster.

"Shifang Hao's one move"

This kind of book is only worthy of being placed in the Kung Fu Building. It is simply like a pearl covered in dust, or gold buried in a corner. These people are simply blinded by greed and fail to recognize the real thing!!!

Ah, why not put it on the Shinto platform? It's totally disrespectful to my idol!!!

Wang Qiye took the book reverently, came to the entrance of the Kung Fu Building, and placed it on the table.

"Brother, I'm in trouble."

The old man with white beard looked at the book, then looked at Wang Qiye carefully, and was a little surprised.

"Are you sure you don't want to change it?"

Wang Qiye nodded solemnly.

"Okay, wait a minute."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, the old man with white beard could only sigh helplessly, write it down in the account book, and push the book in front of Wang Qiye.

Wang Qiye carefully put it in his arms, as if only in this way could he get closer to his dream.

Until he was thrown onto a large rock by Elder Hai, Wang Qiye managed to hold on by relying on the strength of the book in his chest.

He tremblingly took out the "One Mind Flow" which still had body temperature from his arms, placed it on a large rock and knelt down for a while before he dared to open it. He only read one line and could not take his eyes away.

I became famous at a young age. I have been famous all over the world at a young age! I have fought countless battles in my life, a total of 1139 battles, big and small! Among them, I won 1026 games, and the rest were draws.

Every victory is full of thrills and excitement; every draw is a contest of wisdom and courage. These experiences not only tempered my will and skills, but also made me deeply aware of the cruelty and helplessness of fighting. No matter what difficulties and obstacles I faced, I never retreated a step and always insisted on my beliefs and moved forward courageously!

Everyone knows that Shifang Haoyi's seven-style sword technique is famous all over the world, but few people know that my Spring and Autumn Sword Technique actually has eight styles.

This eighth move is a move that shakes the heavens and the earth, and is a move that will destroy everything in its path! It seems to exist just to announce to the world: in the face of life and death, the brave are fearless and will sacrifice their lives!

To perform this move, one must abandon the desire and attachment to survival. Because only by letting go of the obsession with worldly prosperity and the greed for the road to immortality can one truly understand the philosophy behind this move - exchanging life for life, and burning the boats!

When the enemy thinks they have cornered you, they don't know that you have already prepared for the worst. At the critical moment, you resolutely use this move and go to the road of destruction with the enemy. At this moment, life and death are no longer important. There is only one belief in your heart that supports you: it is an honor to die!

However, I have never had the chance to perform this move, which is the greatest regret of my life. My disciples are dull and pedantic, and no one has mastered the essence of this move.

I cannot bear to see this unique skill buried, so I leave this book for the right person to read.

This unique skill is called "One-Mind Flow".

It is to transform the power of life into motivation. Only those with a strong will can use it! Only those with profound swordsmanship can use it! Only those who are willing to sacrifice their own lives can use it! ! !

Spring time, falling flowers and roads

The material is a glass of wine that moves the heart

Swords and sabers are flashing back and forth

The grass on the grave has already grown in autumn

This is the key to this trick.

Remember!

Remember!!

Remember! ! !

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"Wang Qiye, you dare to read this book, do you want to die?"

"What do you know, little girl? Go play in the mud!!!"

You dare to slander my idol, Dong Jiang loves you, you are seeking death.

"Back then, Sword Saint Shifang Haoyi had countless fans. However, when this book was published, at least 60% of them died. As a result, the sword art was lost and this book was listed as a banned book."

Dong Jiangai didn't know whether to live or die, and spoke in a gloomy voice.

"That's right. Among these people, there are many with strong minds. They are all extraordinary geniuses. How could they be afraid of death if they dared to use this trick? But they still died!!!"

Even the little girl Tian Jianzhen came over to help.

"Tell me, is there a possibility that if you use this move, you will die!"

Wang Qiye had a look of longing on his face and still became a die-hard fan.

"Well, what you said makes sense. Do you still dare to learn it?"

Tian Jianzhen's face turned pale with fright.

"Learn, why not learn? It's always good to have many skills."

You have to finish your journey to the end for your idol, even if you have to kneel down.

"Then I wish you to learn it sooner, die sooner and be reborn sooner."

Dong Jiangai felt that he was beyond help and could only shake his head.

"Lend your auspicious words."

For Wang Qiye now, being able to learn this move is equivalent to getting closer to his idol. Even if he is torn to pieces, he will have no regrets.

"Hey, he's gone crazy. Let's disperse. This Wang Qiye is beyond help."

Dong Jiangai glanced at the crowd watching and sighed.

"Wang Qiye, you have to think it through. If you give up the immortal path and longevity, you will have nothing."

Fan Zhengxing tried hard to persuade him.

"You are full of envy, jealousy and hatred!!!"

How could Wang Qiye possibly listen to the words of these villains? How could they possibly understand how strong my love for my idol is!

"Wang Qiye, it's not too late for you to turn back now, why do you have to seek death?"

Jiang Yuyan's eyes were slightly red. This naughty girl was only one year younger than Wang Qiye. As the saying goes, "Girls change a lot when they grow up." This sentence is really true! She was just a little girl back then, but now she has grown into a graceful and charming girl. Look at the sixteen-year-old girl, who is in her prime, as beautiful as a blooming flower. She was wearing a fiery red dress, like a burning flame, dazzling; like a dancing butterfly, light and agile.

The fiery red skirt fluttered in the wind, like a leaping flame, full of vitality and vigor; the exquisite patterns embroidered on the collar of her top made her look noble and elegant. Her long black hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, gently brushing against her snow-white skin, exuding a faint fragrance. She thought Wang Qiye was secretly sad for Senior Sister Yuan.

"Yes, why must I die?"

Wang Qiye returned to that scene again. The fire man walked down from the platform step by step, as if carrying the pressure of heaven and earth. He had already prayed like an ant, but was still crushed by a foot.

The hand holding "One Mind Flowing" had its nails dug deep into the flesh without anyone noticing.

Alas, everyone was unable to persuade the young boy any more and could only leave helplessly.

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