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

While Lin Yang was watching the big yellow ox running wildly in the sky, Lu Qingyi in the stone statue of Huashen Mountain had already completely accepted the ancient god's inheritance.

After receiving the ancient god's inheritance, not only did her cultivation soar from the foundation-building stage directly to the out-of-body stage, but even her original nine-star talent was upgraded to the god-level against all odds.

What's even more terrifying is that she also awakened her memories of her past life.

In her previous life, she was a famous and peerless flower god in the divine world. She once worked with the one who had ruled the world for eternity to kill dozens of strange ancestors in the chaotic realm.

Unparalleled in beauty, shocking the world throughout history.

But such a peerless goddess, in order to find her lover, entered the cycle of reincarnation again with the supreme secret method. Her love was so deep that the heaven and earth shed tears.

"He does have a familiar aura to me, but I can't see through him."

When Lu Qingyi stood up, a beautiful woman wearing a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown suddenly spoke.

"He once cut off the existence of eternity by himself. Even after reincarnation to this point, he is still protected by the Great Dao."

Lu Qingyi glanced gently at Lin Yang outside the restriction, and a happy smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth.

After nine reincarnations, he finally got his response in this life.

The beautiful woman looked at Lin Yang deeply for a long time, then turned into a ray of light and sank into Lu Qingyi's mind.

"The great calamity is approaching, and you don't have much time left. Now I can only help you seal the love calamity. It can be completely resolved after you obtain the artifact."

As soon as Lu Qingyi flew out of the stone statue, the voice of the mysterious woman sounded in her mind again.

"Don't worry, but before I leave, I want to say goodbye to him properly." Lu Qingyi murmured in a low voice, and in a blink of an eye she came to Lin Yang.

Lin Yang smiled slightly, but before he could say anything, Lu Qingyi threw herself into his arms and hugged him with both hands.

"What's wrong?" Feeling the softness in his arms, Lin Yang patted her on the back and spoke gently.

At the same time, he also glanced at Lu Qingyi with the Eye of Samsara. He was quite surprised when he found that not only had this girl's cultivation level skyrocketed by three major realms, but her cultivation talent had also reached the god-level.

It is worthy of being the inheritance of the ancient gods. Just based on the improvement in talent, it is almost equal to the supreme inheritance of the dragon clan that he obtained.

"It's okay, I just want to remember your taste forever." Lu Qingyi raised her head and stuck out her tongue at Lin Yang, then rubbed Lin Yang's broad chest with her little head.

"It's time to go back. I'm sure that little girl Yao'er has made a big fuss." After dozens of breaths, Lu Qingyi smiled sweetly, then took Lin Yang's hand and slowly walked down from Huashen Mountain.

Lin Yang always felt that Lu Qingyi wanted to say something, but since the other party didn’t say it, he didn’t care much.

The two chatted and laughed, and soon they returned to the banks of the Forgotten River.

The riverside was still full of flowers and willows, and people were coming and going, and they seemed unaware of the shocking phenomenon that had happened before.

But this is normal. After all, the Yongyao Dynasty is a secular dynasty. Even though there are many cultivators, most of them have very low cultivation bases. In this case, how could they possibly detect it?

Moreover, the old monk Kurumu had set up dozens of large formations before, which meant that even a powerful family like the royal family might not have noticed the strange phenomenon on Huashen Mountain today.

Happy times are always short, and in the blink of an eye, the two returned to Apocalypse City, which meant it was time to say goodbye.

"How about I take you back?" Lin Yang suddenly asked.

"If you are not afraid of being hunted down by my father, then go ahead. I have no objection anyway." Lu Qingyi smiled slyly.

But the next moment she was dumbfounded, because before she could finish her words, Lin Yang ran several hundred meters away.

"I suddenly remembered that the old hen in my backyard has not yet completed its task of laying three eggs a day. I have to go back and supervise it."

"Remember to say hello to Uncle Lu for me when you go back." Lin Yang transmitted the message while running, and disappeared in the crowd in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph, you've pissed me off, you coward." After coming to her senses, Lu Qingyi stomped her feet hard, and with a crackling sound, the floor was crushed by her.

At this moment, a figure in a black robe came to her side and knelt down respectfully.

"Miss, the master has ordered that the immortal sect master has already set up the teleportation array and asked his subordinates to ask you to go back quickly." The man in black robe knelt down and said anxiously.

"Why are you rushing me? I didn't say I won't go back with them."

Lu Qingyi snorted impatiently, then looked at the direction where Lin Yang was leaving with deep affection, then turned around and followed the man in black robe back.

On the other side, Lin Yang used his Heavenly Thought to move freely among the crowd.

He had some trauma about sending Lu Qingyi home. He remembered that in his previous life, he lost a bet to Lu Qingyi and was forced to send that girl home.

But just as he arrived at the Zhennan Marquis Mansion, Lu Qingyi's father Lu Yuan chased him for dozens of streets with a machete without saying a word.

Although he has cultivation now, he has a relationship with Lu Qingyi. He can't give his father-in-law a slap in the face, right? So the best choice is not to provoke the old man.

After walking on the street for a long time wearing a cloak, Lin Yang met a familiar figure, who was Wenren Aoxue, a talented woman from the Jixia Academy.

At this moment, the woman was sitting in the restaurant, chatting with her fellow sisters.

Lin Yang had no intention of going forward to say hello, so he just glanced at Wenren Aoxue and left.

In the restaurant, Wenren Aoxue seemed to sense something, and her beautiful eyes subconsciously swept towards the street, but she did not see anyone familiar to her.

"Did I sense it wrongly?" Wenren Aoxue was a little confused. She just clearly felt a familiar divine thought passing through her.

"Girl, what's wrong?" At this time, an old man next to her who was holding two poems and admiring them noticed her abnormality and asked immediately.

"It's alright, Master. Aoxue is just feeling that the cultivators in this world are truly extraordinary. There are people in just one secular dynasty who can produce such a masterpiece."

Wenren Aoxue withdrew his gaze, smiled and shook his head.

Hearing this, the old man with white beard nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, it is rare for such a masterpiece to be able to compete with the saints of the academy."

"I hope he can really come to the academy examination in half a month."

The old man couldn't put the two poems down and read them again, the smile on his face became brighter.

"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is gorgeous. Hehe, with this wonderful hymn, I can definitely say goodbye to hundreds of years of being single."

Seeing the old man's smile becoming more and more obscene, the beautiful disciples except Wenren Aoxue couldn't help but clamp their legs together, feeling very nervous.

Master-uncle is thinking about something unspeakable again, and he is so blatant about it?

"Uncle Master, please pay attention to your image." Wenren Aoxue touched his fair forehead and curled his lips.

Although her uncle seemed a little disrespectful, his character was absolutely acceptable. Besides, everyone knew that her uncle had been infatuated with the uncle in the academy for hundreds of years.

"Hehe, what are you looking at? As an old man, how can I have any opinion about you?" Upon seeing the nervous look on his nephew's face, the old man almost vomited blood in frustration.

The old man is not cruel, doesn't do evil, and what's wrong with being a little bit bitter?