Villain: Memory exposed, heroine reborn to atone for her sins

"boom!"

Lin Yang held the God-killing Spear and chopped it hard on the ground. There was a sharp roar. Except for the ancestral grave whose coffin was pried open by the monk, the rest of the ancestral graves exploded instantly.

Without any hesitation, Lin Yang waved his hand, took away all the treasures, and then he walked away with the God-killing Spear.

From beginning to end, Lin Yang did not say a word to the young monk, and faced with such a sensational scene, the monk seemed to have seen nothing and continued to pry open the coffin lid happily.

There seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding between them.

Not until Lin Yang's figure disappeared into the sky did an old monk with a terrifying aura, bare feet, and a somewhat scary appearance walk out from the void.

"Buddhist, why did you stop me from taking action?" The old monk respectfully bowed to the young monk and asked with confusion.

"We came to the Southern Region only for the inheritance of the ancient god. It is not a wise move to provoke him." The young monk struggled to pry the coffin lid and said in a cold tone.

"But that gun..." There was a hint of surprise in the old monk's eyes, but he seemed unwilling. He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the young monk with a wave of his hand.

"That gun is not something you can covet. Even if I give it to you, you won't be able to bear its consequences." The young monk suddenly looked at the direction where Lin Yang left with some fear, and said in a serious tone.

"Could it be..." The old monk suddenly opened his mouth in shock. What was the origin of that young man? How could he make the man in front of him feel afraid?

"Okay, let's not talk about this person for now. You just need to remember that he is not weaker than me. But how are you preparing for the inheritance?" After emptying the treasures of the ancestor of the Demonic Heaven Sect, the Buddhist disciple Zangtian said in a serious expression.

Bury the sky, bury the sky. He can even bury the sky. It shows how arrogant this Buddhist is.

"My Lord, tomorrow is the Flower Festival of the Yongyao Dynasty. We only need to wait until 15:30, and the Flower Temple's inheritance formation will be activated."

"I have already set up several hidden formations near the Flower God Temple. Unless an immortal descends, no one will be able to detect the location of the inheritance." The old monk withered wood suppressed his inner shock and spoke respectfully.

"Very good, the Flower Goddess is an ancient god. As long as we get her inheritance, our Western Buddhism will surely prosper." A look of deep expectation flashed across Zangtian's face. With a wave of his hand, the ancestral tomb that was originally shattered by Lin Yang was instantly restored to its original state.

At the same time, Lin Yang was like a salted fish, with his hands on the back of his head, a dogtail grass in his mouth, and a gloomy look in his eyes, lying on the God-killing Spear.

From the very beginning, he had been wondering in his heart that there was no powerful Buddhist sect in the Southern Region, but the two people he had just met were indeed powerful Buddhists.

"Could it be someone from the Western Regions?" A hint of vigilance flashed across Lin Yang's eyes. In the entire Tianhuang Continent, only in the place where the Buddhist sect in the Western Regions is strong could such a master exist.

However, the Western Region Buddhist Sect had been expressly forbidden by the powerful beings from the other three regions to set foot in the three regions. The intentions of those two who ventured to come to the Southern Region were obvious.

"No matter what you are plotting, it's best not to hurt anyone I care about." Lin Yang closed his eyes and let the God-killing Spear gallop across the night sky.

In his previous life, the young man who killed demons eventually became a demon himself. He survived as the last demon and became the savior, but what he got in return was endless cold stares and contempt.

So in this life, he became a demon and cultivated immortality, just to protect his sister. Whoever wants to be the savior can do so, and what the people in the Western Regions are plotting has nothing to do with him.

An hour later, Lin Yang returned to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion. The big yellow ox had not come back yet. With complicated feelings, he had no intention of practicing and could only lie on the bed with his eyes closed.

What he didn't know was that since he went to the Demonic Heaven Sect, an unparalleled beauty had been silently protecting him in secret.

It was not until he lay down on the bed to rest that the beautiful figure slowly dissipated into the void.

Lying on the bed with his eyes closed, Lin Yang tossed and turned several times but couldn't fall asleep.

"Oh..." With a light sigh, he slowly stood up from the bed. He wanted to drink to drown his sorrows, but when he thought of the old man's whip, he held back.

If he really dares to drink, he will be hung up and beaten severely by the old man tomorrow. The poor second uncle is the best proof of this.

Arriving at the small courtyard, a cool breeze blew by, and Lin Yang felt much more energetic. He glanced at the little loli Lin Qingyao's room, and suddenly he remembered, should he open the Supreme Bone for his sister and teach her how to practice?

"My beautiful master is much better than me in this regard. I will ask her to guide Qingyao into Taoism tomorrow." Lin Yang murmured to himself.

The little Loli is already ten years old. Although I feel a little reluctant, it is indeed time for her to embark on the path of cultivating immortals.

But the big yellow ox hasn't come back yet. If you want to awaken the supreme bone in advance, you need a drop of blood from the ancient beast...

On the other side, after Lin Yang left, Chu Qingcheng sat by the Wangchuan River for a long, long time before returning to the Weiyang Palace in a daze.

Just before arriving at the bedroom, she found a familiar figure waiting for her.

In the moonlight, you can see that she is a tall, graceful and beautiful woman.

Seeing Chu Qingcheng’s tear-stained face and distraught look, the woman ran over with heartache.

"Kid, didn't you say you were going to date that little guy Lin Yang? How did you end up like this?" The woman hugged Chu Qingcheng in her arms with heartache and asked quickly.

"Aunt, I... I seem to be losing him... wuwu." As soon as Chu Qingcheng saw her aunt, the grievances in her heart instantly surged out like a river bursting its banks. She ran into Chu Qingrou's arms sobbing with her delicate body trembling.

For Chu Qingcheng, who had grown up without a mother, in the huge palace, only in front of this aunt would she express her true feelings like a child.

Chu Qingrou did not ask what happened. She just patted Chu Qingcheng's back gently like a mother, and comforted her from time to time.

After crying for a very long time, Chu Qingcheng's emotions finally stabilized a lot. When she looked up, her eyes were swollen from crying.

"I'm sorry, aunt. It was Qingcheng who lost her composure." Chu Qingcheng wiped her tears and whispered. She hadn't cried as miserably as she did today for thousands of years.

"You silly child, how can you not lose your composure in front of your aunt?" Chu Qingrou rolled her eyes at her niece, took her fair little hand and slowly walked into the room.

After entering the brightly lit room, Chu Qingrou poured her a cup of hot tea.

"Although I don't know what happened, what I want to say is, if love lasts forever, why should we be together day and night?"

"If that person really has you in his heart, then the temporary pain is just the darkness before the flowers of the other shore bloom. What does it matter? After the cocoon is broken and the flowers of the other shore bloom one day."