The villain loses his memory every day [Transmigration Book]

The storm is surging, and the thunder and lightning are ringing together!With loud bangs one after another, countless sword lights smashed into pieces in the air, covering the sky, looking like a vast galaxy from a distance.

"That direction is Cangyun Mountain? Is it the Tiansuo Sword Formation?"

"Someone is entering the Heaven Locking Sword Formation?"

"Who is so reckless!"

"Are you crazy? How dare you challenge the Tiansuo Sword Formation?"

"You guys know nothing! The Tiansuo Sword Formation has been broken!"

"Shopkeeper, what are you talking about?"

"This scene is exactly the same as it was back then, exactly the same as it was 55 years ago! The Tiansuo sword array was broken, and then, Cangyun Mountain caught fire! It burned for three full months! The soul is everywhere!"

"Hurry up, stop the ink, and go to the top of the mountain to see where the sacred place is!"

"Won't it be Hua Yuji again?"

"Fellow Daoist, don't scare me, I have a bad heart!"

"Go, go, go!"

The turbidity lay on the ground anxiously buzzing, the snow was white, and everything fell into silence.

The breeze was blowing, and the remaining sword shadow was floating aimlessly.

Hua Yuji crawled out of the snowdrift, ignoring the upheaval in the sea, and shouted loudly: "Bai Huang, don't let it get away!"

Bai Yunkuo manipulated it with his mind, and the trembling Qingzhuo on the ground suddenly jumped up, stabbing straight at the remaining sword soul, and it was wiped out on the spot, killing him completely.

Afterwards, Bai Yunkuo remembered: "Why did you kill them all?"

Hua Yuji fell back and collapsed on the ground: "It can't afford to lose, it's not a joke to get angry later."

Bai Yunkuo didn't bother about the sword soul, but asked, "You went to Cangyun Mountain to purify the soul and jade dew? What is that?"

Hua Yuji pretended to be mysterious: "Good stuff."

Bai Yunkuo said: "The Complete Book of the Six Realms is treasured in the Yunding Pavilion. I have read all of them. There is no ancient book that records the Qinghun Yulu."

Hua Yuji was stunned: "There must be hundreds of thousands of books in Yunding Pavilion? Have you read them all?"

"Yes."

"..."

"What is Qinghun Yulu?"

"Not everything is recorded." Hua Yuji sat up and looked at the "stars" that were gradually disappearing in the sky. Those broken sword shadows streaked across the sky like shooting stars, all heading towards a certain central point.

Hua Yuji was ecstatic: "Here we come."

The brilliance gathered more and more, and became more and more dazzling. Suddenly, the brilliance spread out——

Bai Yunkuo immediately became alert, he thought it was the sword array going back and forth, but unexpectedly those light spots fell one after another, it turned out to be water without any attack power.

It's raining.

Not to mention the snow on the top of Cangyun Mountain all the year round, and how unusual the rain is, Bai Yunkuo's cognition alone feels that the rain is strange.He stretched out his hand to catch it, and the rainwater fell on his palm, Wugou was bright and crystal clear, and it actually penetrated directly into the skin.

Bai Yunkuo panicked for a moment, and then felt something was wrong.

Not only is this rainwater not harmful to the human body, but it can cleanse the marrow and purify the soul, and has the effect of purifying the heart and dispelling demons.

magic...

This rain is the natural enemy of Moxiu!

Bai Yunkuo looked at Hua Yuji suddenly in astonishment, but Hua Yuji was holding a purple bamboo oil-paper umbrella embroidered with Laxue Hanmei in his left hand, and a jade bottle in his right hand, where he was concentrating on catching the rainwater.

Bai Yunkuo panicked.

The drizzle slapped on the umbrella surface, making the sound of "Xixisuosuo".Standing under the umbrella, Hua Yuji looks handsome and handsome, with a calm but not cold gaze. Standing in the drizzle, she looks like a painting without ink.

This angle, this thrilling glance, seemed familiar.

The memory of when he was three years old was already very vague, Bai Yunkuo could barely remember some vague fragments, but thanks to the reminder from the sword soul, he did remember some things.

The second day after arriving at the top of the cloud, it happened to be Elder Tanlang's birthday. In terms of seniority, Hua Yuji is considered the senior brother of the top of the cloud. He is in charge of supervision and preparation. It is really hard to take care of Bai Yunkuo who is running around all over the ground.

Elder Tanlang's Dikun Palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons, rare wines were placed on the table, people from the cultivation world came one after another to present birthday gifts, it was bustling and bustling.

Bai Yunkuo has been struggling to survive in the dark and dark world since he could remember. This is the first time he participated in a birthday banquet, and he is surprised to see everything.While no one was paying attention, he flipped out the window with both hands and feet, but unexpectedly his feet slipped and he rolled under the flower pot with a groan, just in time to hit the cactus with his face, and got a flower all over his face on the spot.

Bai Yunkuo was so confused, he didn't know what happened, he felt a burning pain on his face, he didn't even cry, his mind was full of the brocade box that his senior brother brought to Dikun Palace, that box was really beautiful , Even if you are a foot away, you can smell the fragrance from inside.

delicious!

Bai Yunkuo tried his best to get up, and chased in an unfamiliar direction with his short legs, but inadvertently bumped into two thighs head-on, and the cactus thorns that were only stuck on the surface were directly stuck in the flesh, Bai Yunkuo grinned in pain, He was silent for a while.

"This is... evil!? How can there be evil on the top of the cloud?"

"Junior Brother, look clearly, it's not evil spirits, it's human beings."

"It's him, the little junior brother who is loved by thousands of people. I remember his name is Bai... What is Bai?"

"Little devil, didn't you hurt you?"

Bai Yunkuo shook his head dumbly.

"Then let's go and play." Elder Wu Qu's disciple Bian Ye bypassed Bai Yunkuo, and entered the next room with other juniors.

Just as Bai Yunkuo was about to leave, he suddenly heard movement from the wing.

"That's the closed disciple of the head teacher? Hehe, I thought it was some kind of extraordinary talent who shocked the heavens and humans, it's ridiculous!"

"Is this the future head of the top of the cloud? I really don't know what the head teacher thinks. Even if you pick up a mortal back, it's better than bringing back an evil spirit?"

"That's right, with the devil's blood in his body, what qualifications do he have to inherit the position of head?"

"Do you know? His mother is a witch who scourges all directions. She killed people like hemp, and even killed and ate his father."

"My God, don't scare me, it's disgusting!"

"People say that like a mother like a son, if there is such a mother, would he be something good? Let me tell you, stay away from him in the future, lest his demonic nature will cause us harm!"

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside with a bang, Bai Yunkuo crawled over the threshold, with his chest up and his head held high, his immature face was tense, his eyes were red with tears, and he shouted with all his might: "I'm not a monster, I'm a demon!" It's people!"

All the disciples were frightened and dumbfounded. They looked at each other in blank dismay, and it took a long time before they came back to their senses and burst out laughing on the spot.

Bian Ye: "Hahahahaha are you human? That's good. If you say you are human, then you can show me the Qingquan Sword Art? Do you dare to enter the teacher's Wugou Pond? Do you dare to eat Tianming? Jianzong's incense fruit?"

"Hahaha, Second Junior Brother, you are too bad. The Qingquan Sword Art is not for those who have a heart for the world, but it is the natural enemy of demonic cultivators! The Wugou Pond in charge of the teaching is the holy spring of the cultivation world, and those who are ghosts can enter it directly. It melted; as for the incense fruit, after people with devilish energy in their bodies eat it, their energy and blood flow backwards, and they explode and die."

Bian Ye: "I really have incense fruits! I happened to take two of the gifts from the Tianming Sword Sect Master to the top of Yunding. Xiaobai, you said you are not a monster, do you dare to take a bite?"

The little disciple standing behind was a little scared: "Brother, please stop, Xiaobai is only so old, don't let anything happen to you."

"That's right, at least he is the teacher's apprentice."

Bian Ye waved his hand: "Afraid of a bird's egg! Bai Yunkuo, just say you dare to eat it?"

The fruit is round and bright red, like two glass beads, crystal clear and beautiful.

Bai Yunkuo pursed his mouth, his face flushed with anger, he strode forward and reached out to grab it: "Eat it."

When he was about to get the fruit, the big hand that appeared suddenly took away the Fenxiang fruit before him.

That hand was three times bigger than his small hand, because it came so suddenly and too fast, Bai Yunkuo didn't look carefully, but he knew that it was as white as jade, with slender fingers and well-defined joints, as exquisite as a work of art.

Bai Yunkuo raised his head in a daze, that person appeared by his side at some unknown time, he was tall and tall, with a magnificent and charming appearance.

The disciples were all stunned, calling one after another: "Brother Hua."

The clearer the man's voice, the better it sounds: "Don't do business, what are you talking about here?"

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and bit the Fenxiang fruit, the juice was juicy and sweet, and the overflowing light red juice soaked his light-colored thin lips, adding a touch of shocking beauty, like black and white ink painting being dyed colorful.

"Senior Brother Hua, we..."

Hua Yuji: "Bian Ye, what is the second commandment of our sect?"

Bian Ye hurriedly knelt on the ground, faltering and saying: "Brother from the same sect... But brother, we are just joking with the younger brother, it's just for fun."

When the others heard this, they quickly echoed: "Yes, yes, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously, dude."

"Oh, are you kidding? Is it a joke to say that people are not human beings but monsters? Is it a joke to use people's parents as a laughing stock? Is it also a joke to lure the younger brother to eat the deadly incense fruit?"

"Playboy..."

"Your parents don't want you if they have younger brothers and sisters; if your parents get divorced, who will you marry; you were picked up in a trash can..." Hua Yuji picked up Bian Ye from the ground, "I hate teasing children the most." .”

Hua Yuji's sharp eyes swept across the crowd: "Since you are so gossiping, then keep talking! Stay in this room, and keep memorizing the Qingxin Sutra."

Bian Ye trembled all over, and said anxiously: "Senior Brother Hua, I'm just complaining for you! How can this little brat stand on your head?"

Hua Yuji: "Ha, you really don't care about salty carrots, you don't like Bai Yunkuo, don't pull me!"

"Senior Brother Hua, I don't agree. When it comes to the attainments of the Qingquan Sword Art, you are the first person on the top of the cloud, no matter how hard you try, that brat can't match you! Character, talent, cultivation, and fame, you are the top of the cloud. Dian's heart moves like water but does not stop at peace and lives for a hundred years without being fettered by foreign objects..."

Bian Ye was stunned, and the sound of reading aloud sounded. They were cursed and kept reciting the Qingxin Sutra.

"If you don't agree, go to Elder Wu Qu and sue me." Hua Yuji took Bai Yunkuo's little hand, "Let's go."

He knew that he was scolded, and even more that he was hated. Although he was angry and unwilling, he didn't want to cry.Compared with the experience in the Demon Realm, this little quarrel is nothing.

But for some reason, Hua Yuji's appearance and Hua Yuji's maintenance seemed to cut all his protective shields into pieces with a knife.He suddenly felt very wronged and sad, and endured and endured, tears still fell down uncontrollably.

"Oh, why are you crying again? Little Ancestor, why do you cry so much? Okay, brother, hug you, shit, what happened to your face? Could it be that you were originally a cactus spirit?"

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little fairies who followed up~