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

"Boss, if we don't invite the young general back, the emperor will probably punish us severely."

Looking at the departing backs of Lin Yang and Tian Mozi, the dozen or so young eunuchs around them were all worried as if they had lost their parents.

"At least a heavy punishment can save one's life. Unlike some people, they may seem to be enjoying great success, but in fact, your majesty's sword is already hanging on their necks."

The leading old eunuch glanced grimly in the direction where Lin Yang left, then snorted coldly and walked away.

As one of Emperor Chu Tianhen's confidants, he knew some inside information about this celebration banquet.

At the same time, in the imperial palace, a tall, magnificent, gorgeous and ancient palace.

Countless high-ranking officials and nobles from the Yongyao Dynasty, as well as many talented leaders from immortal cultivation families and sects gathered here.

They may gather in groups of three or five, drinking with friends, or whisper to each other, chatting and laughing, or bowing and scraping, just to leave a good impression in the eyes of others.

But no matter what, none of the people who can come to the Zhengtian Palace to attend the banquet are simple.

Any one of them would be someone who could cause quite a stir if thrown out there.

The real celebration banquet has not yet begun, but Lin Yang, as the protagonist of today, has already become a hot topic among everyone.

Especially the eldest daughters of the rich and powerful families, whenever they mentioned Lin Yang, they would subconsciously show expressions of admiration and love.

Since ancient times, beauties have loved heroes. For Lin Yang, who is almost like a god of war in the Yongyao Dynasty, any woman will have absolutely no resistance to him.

If he wanted, he only needed to wave his hand and countless goddesses in everyone's mind would throw themselves at him. This was the charm of the young god of war.

In the crowd, Wenren Aoxue, who was wearing a pink long dress and a veil, looked like a fairy. After hearing the comments of the people around her about Lin Yang, she couldn't help but smile on her pretty face.

On the Flower God Mountain, she was shocked by the young man's amazing poetic talent. Now that she knew that the young man was also a god-like existence in this secular dynasty, she actually felt like she had found a treasure.

"I just don't know if he will take part in the entrance examination of my Jixia Academy." Wenren Aoxue muttered to himself.

She didn't want such a good junior brother to be snatched away by someone else from another sect.

"What's going on? Miss Wenren has also fallen in love with young man Lin Yang?" Just then, a white-haired old man asked with a smile while drinking from a gourd.

Bei Xuanchen is the mysterious teacher of the Jixia Academy. His cultivation level is unknown to anyone. He is free and easy and unconstrained by conventional etiquette. He is also the frivolous uncle of Wenren Aoxue.

Ever since I read Lin Yang's poems in the inn that day, I have always called Lin Yang "little friend".

"Uncle Master, what nonsense are you talking about? Lin Yang is indeed the most dazzling existence in the Yongyao Dynasty, but if he were in one of the four major sects in the Southern Region, there would be at least 8,000 people like him. How could he charm Senior Sister Wenren?"

"That's right. Senior Sister Wenren is a nine-star immortal. In the entire Southern Region, only the eldest princess Chu Qingcheng and the Holy Son of the Netherworld Sect, Wei Tian, ​​can be compared with her. Lin Yang is still far behind."

Before Wenren Aoxue could speak, the two female disciples beside her spoke with some disdain.

In their eyes, Lin Yang is just a firefly, famous only in this secular dynasty, while their senior sister is the bright moon in the sky. How can the light of a firefly compete with the bright moon?

"Shut up!"

Upon hearing the speeches of the two junior sisters, Wenren Aoxue, who usually had a good temper, couldn't help but frowned and immediately sneered.

"Senior Sister, we are just telling the truth." The two of them lowered their heads slightly, but still seemed a little unconvinced.

"Tell me the truth? Do you know what Young Master Lin Yang's talent is? You are jumping to conclusions here. Besides, Young Master Lin Yang's talent is his own business. How can you belittle him here?"

Seeing that the two dared to be stubborn, Wenren Aoxue suddenly exuded a coldness, which instantly frightened the two of them so much that they turned pale and dared not speak again.

"I know you are dissatisfied in your heart, but Wenren girl did the right thing. The academy teaches you skills in the hope that you will not be bullied by those monks with outstanding talents, not to let you belittle and look down on others."

The old Taoist Bei Xuanchen took a sip of wine and spoke a few words seriously, which was rare.

You should know that he came all the way from Jixia Academy to Yongyao Dynasty, mainly to assess the young prodigy Lin Yang.

But who would have thought that he didn't see it, but the girl Wenren saw it in advance, and even brought back such a shocking poem.

Although they had never met, he had already had a good impression of Lin Yang in his heart, so when he heard the disdain from the disciples, he spoke out.

"Thank you for your teachings, Master. I understand." The two female disciples were almost crying.

They just wanted to take the opportunity to please Senior Sister Wenren, but it was like stirring up a hornet's nest. They regretted it so much in their hearts.

Everything has two sides. Wenren Aoxue and the old Taoist Bei Xuanchen are very optimistic about Lin Yang, so naturally there are people who dislike Lin Yang.

For example, the Grand Tutor, the King's Uncle and others had already discussed a plan and were waiting for Lin Yang to appear, so that they could take the opportunity to attack and frame him.

"Hehehe, no matter how great your military achievements are, you can only serve as a tool for us in the end."

When they thought about overthrowing the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion and the whole court being controlled by them from then on, the Grand Tutor, the King's Uncle and others could not help but sneer in their hearts.

Of course, in addition to the prince's uncle and others, there was another person in the crowd who wanted to fight to the death with Lin Yang at this moment.

He was none other than the Xianjian Sect's eldest senior brother, Song Ming.

Upon learning that his ancestor had been killed on Huashen Mountain, he was so frightened that he wanted to return to the sect overnight, declaring that he would never step out of the Xianjian Sect for the rest of his life.

But just as he was running away in a hurry, a mysterious man who was powerful beyond words handed him several terrifying trump cards. Once used, he could kill anyone in the Tribulation Period instantly.

"Lin Yang, Lin Yang, you dare to kill my cousin Song Zhong. Today, even if the king of heaven comes, he can't save you. Let your blood be a stepping stone for me to embark on the road to becoming a strong man."

When Song Ming thought that he could soar to the sky as long as he killed Lin Yang, he felt indescribable madness in his heart.

The mysterious man promised that as long as he could kill Lin Yang, he would give him a supreme opportunity. He even imagined in his heart that he would become a top powerhouse and be admired by countless people.

Just when most people were harboring their own ulterior motives, a deafening voice came from outside the hall.

"The Major General has arrived!"

As soon as the voice came out, the whole audience was silent for several seconds, and then everyone smiled.

Some were truly happy because they were looking forward to Lin Yang's appearance, while others were sneering in their hearts.

But no matter what, Lin Yang, wearing a red robe with gold edges and a stern face, appeared in front of everyone slowly.