The villain loses his memory every day [Transmigration Book]

He has a special status, and he cannot avoid rumors and gossips wherever he goes, but Hua Yuji punishes one when he sees one, and punishes one pair when he sees two, and defends him repeatedly.When he gradually grew up, in order to avoid conflicts with his fellow disciples, he would leave the palace less frequently.

When he was seven years old, Master chose the path of Taoism for him.It is said that sword cultivators are born with evil spirits, and people with special constitutions and strong temperaments like him are not suitable for practicing swordsmanship.

But Bai Yunkuo had a brain at the time, so he had to choose sword repair.Just because I followed Hua Yuji since I was a child, seeing him dancing swords in the court, his supernatural and heroic appearance, thousands of leaves flying flowers, and Bai Yunkuo both longed for and admired him, so he had already made up his mind to practice the way of swordsmanship.

In the past 20 years, his cultivation has increased day by day, and his realm has improved rapidly, far surpassing most of the disciples in the sect.Those who underestimated his talent disappeared, but he was unable to practice Qingquan Sword Art after all.

That's what the headmaster of the top of the cloud must know. As the heir, he must practice this technique, but because his physique can't touch the slightest, he tried to practice it many times without believing in evil. There was quite a mess.

The master said, the Qingquan Sword Art doesn't matter, what matters is Bai Yunkuo's immortal way, and the demonic energy moving in his body. As the realm rises, the two are inseparable.

Just when he was in a state of desperation, the devilish energy he had inherited from his mother's womb dissipated.The head teacher also found it incredible when he heard about it, so he hurriedly asked Elder Wenqu and Elder Wuqu to check it out, and the demon energy was eliminated, and it was confirmed that it was correct.

They deduced that it might be that with the improvement of Bai Yunkuo's cultivation base, the devilish energy was naturally diluted and swallowed up.

In any case, this is a good thing that the heavens have pity on. After that, Bai Yunkuo practiced the Qingquan sword art, soared upwards, and made steady progress.

"Drinked."

Bai Yunkuo was taken aback, and his thoughts of going away were forcibly pulled back. He looked at Hua Yuji in a daze, and the jade bottle full of rainwater handed to him.

Bai Yunkuo didn't answer, but asked, "What is this?"

Hua Yuji: "I'll tell you after you drink it."

Bai Yunkuo took it, raised his head and finished it.

Hua Yuji smiled seriously: "Tears of Heaven."

Bai Yunkuo's eyes were low, and his tone was sharp: "In one hundred and sixty-two years of poverty, my brother was ordered to go down the mountain to eliminate demons. When he came back, his soul was damaged, his true essence was exhausted, and he still had wounds left by the soul fire. Master Zhang Asking what you have been through, you said that you were passing by Cangyun Mountain, and met the demon cultivator of Burning Blood Palace by chance and fell into a fierce battle."

Hua Yuji nodded: "It seems that there is such a thing."

Bai Yunkuo: "You woke up after being in a coma for half a month, and the first thing you did when you woke up was to ask me to drink a bottle of water."

Seeing that the rain had stopped, Hua Yuji put the umbrella back into the sea of ​​consciousness: "It's nothing, do I know you?"

"Brother, how long are you going to pretend!" Bai Yunkuo suddenly rushed forward and grabbed Hua Yuji's wrist, and said bitterly, "What you gave me was Pure Soul Jade Dew? The rain just now was Pure Soul Jade Dew? There are no treasures in the sword lock formation, but there are good medicines for purifying the heart and marrow, right?"

Hua Yuji's heart tightened.

The air pressure of the protagonist is not covered, Hua Yuji felt that the surrounding air became thinner.

"Brother Bai, I hit it off with you very much. I couldn't bear to see you being tossed by demons. I just happened to know the secret of the Tiansuo Sword Formation, so I came here to get some pure soul jade dew to help you achieve the Dao, that's all. As for the past events you said, I don't understand."

Bai Yunkuo could only feel his qi and blood churning, and a huge stone was blocked in his heart, which was so heavy that it was about to crush his internal organs.

Why do this!Why not tell him?

He really thought it was heaven's pity, he really thought that the magic energy had played with him enough, so he left.He really thought that relying on his day and night practice, he defeated the demon blood with pure immortal energy!

Unexpectedly, all this is fantasy.

Hua Yuji sacrificed his life for him to be purged of heart and marrow!

Really hateful!

"Look, there's someone over there!"

"The Heavenly Lock Sword Formation has been broken, my God!"

"Treasure, the treasure left by the ancient gods! Where is it, find it quickly!"

Hua Yuji quickly shook off Bai Yunkuo's hand, took out the mask from Qiankun in his sleeve and put it on: "I have to go."

With just one turn around, Hua Yuji was surrounded by four or five Nascent Soul stage monks.

"Magic repair?"

"Why is Mo Xiu in Cangyun Mountain?"

"Where do you come from? Are you the minions of the Burning Blood Palace?"

"The fleeting time is not good." Hua Yuji took two steps back, and was about to escape against the wind, when suddenly he saw the sun rising into the sky in the distance, and the powerful true energy overflowed. Elder Lianzhen and Mrs. Rukong.

They landed steadily, encircling Hua Yuji in the center.

More and more monks climbed to the top one after another, but in just a short moment, thousands of people gathered around the dilapidated Tiansuo Sword Formation.

Master Rukong's eyes were too sharp, he swung Buddha Chen and pointed at Hua Yuji fiercely: "It's you demon cultivator again!"

"Wait!" Elder Tanlang's eyes widened in shock, "Could it be Bai Yunkuo who is standing with that Moxiu?"

Elder Lian Zhen exclaimed: "How is this possible?"

Duanmuyan's eyes were dark: "Everyone is right, it is the Shuangyue Lord who defected from the top of the cloud seven years ago."

Elder Lian Zhen corrected: "Fellow Daoist, be careful, Bai Yunkuo's heart demon has relapsed, how can it be called a defection?"

"Demon?" Duanmuyan frowned, "This suzerain didn't detect the slightest devilish energy in Lord Shuangyue's body, did he?"

Elder Lian Zhen: "This..."

Elder Tanlang shouted loudly: "Bai Yunkuo, come here!"

Bai Yunkuo didn't seem to hear, he stared at Hua Yuji without blinking.

Duanmu Yan's expression was stern: "Recently, it has been rumored that Hua Buran appeared near Cangyun Mountain. It just so happened that the Tiansuo sword array was broken, just like 55 years ago. Do you think this is a coincidence?"

Master Rukong's eyes brightened: "Sect Master Duanmu wants to say..."

"Young Master Qingkong, Huaburan is a demon cultivator, and this "friend" is also a demon cultivator, what a coincidence." Duan Muyan stepped forward, holding his right hand empty, and his natal Horcrux "Ningyu" appeared in his hand, pointing at Huayu with his sword Ji yelled sharply, "Take off your bamboo hat, if it is not the person that the suzerain is looking for, I will let you go."

The monks watching all around never expected that there would be a lot of fun watching. They searched the top of Cangyun Mountain but did not find the legendary treasure. Before they were depressed, they encountered unexpected joy.

Hengchi Six Realms, Hua Yuji, who amazed the sky with her appearance and shocked the past and present with her cultivation, has appeared here! ?

"Impossible?" A monk in the crowd objected, "Currently, the comprehension world is united in attacking Hua Buran. As long as he has some brains, he won't dare to show his face. If it were me, he would hide in the Demon Realm in desperation and never dare to come out again."

"So you are destined not to be him, and you will never be able to compare with him."

"That's right, Hua Buran is so arrogant and domineering. He can survive the punishment of the sky on the top of the cloud. Who else in the Six Realms can do anything to him?"

"Could it be that the immortal way is in decline? The rise of the evil way? Is the Burning Blood Palace going to change hands?"

"Absurd! Slay demons, kill flowers without dyeing them, and let me be a breeze!"

"Whether he is Huaburan or not, kill this demon cultivator and show the Burning Blood Palace some strength!"

Accustomed to hearing reliable abuse, suddenly hearing this unreliable crusade, Hua Yuji, who has lived for 200 years, was really amused.

Since ancient times, countless people have followed the trend, and they may have objections to the rumors at first, but the rumors become more and more evil, and they will be shaken in their hearts, and they will condemn them together with the crowd.

After all, once you make a difference with everyone, you will be isolated, targeted, eradicated, and labeled as a running dog.

There is no balance between good and evil, and the way of immortals kills ghosts, which is understandable.But killing Moxiu to attack the Burning Blood Palace sounds ridiculous.Although Burning Blood Palace is the largest sect of demon cultivators, it doesn't have one hand to cover the sky, at least there are many demon cultivators who are solo outsiders. It is too naive to expect to kill demon cultivators to stimulate the palace owner Xue Qiansi.

Xue Qiansi couldn't even remember his own subordinates, who was suppressing, who was irritating?

Hua Yuji couldn't complain anymore.

Duanmuyan held his saber tightly, raised his breath to the sky: "If you don't cooperate, then the suzerain will have to offend!"

The long sword pierced the wind, and the true essence shattered, like a sword that overwhelmed mountains and seas, slashing down head-on.Hua Yuji was about to fight back to defend, when suddenly a black long sword lay across in front of him, facing Duanmu Yan's sword with the momentum of wind and thunder!

The strong wind howled, and the blizzard roared furiously. Even if Hua Yuji mobilized his protective essence to defend in time, he was still rushed tens of feet away by this evil spirit.

As for the other onlookers, they were all on their backs and in a mess.

Elder Greedy Wolf was furious, and rushed up against the wind: "Bai Yunkuo! Are you going to rebel, kid?"

Bai Yunkuo glanced at Hua Yuji from the corner of his eye, then looked at the furious Elder Tanlang: "Who are you?"

Elder Tanlang was stunned, his true energy froze, and he almost fell from mid-air: "What kind of tricks are you playing, I am Tanlang!"

Bai Yunkuo resisted Duanmu Yan's sword, leaped back, dodged two sword lights of Elder Tanlang, and hung steadily in the air, without changing expression or beating his heart: "I don't remember."

Elder Greedy Wolf: "???"

Elder Lian Zhen: "What's wrong with this child? Amnesia?"

Mrs. Rukong: "Don't talk nonsense! According to the poor nun, it's just an act!"

Elder Lian Zhen: "If it's an act, then Bai Huang's acting skills are too good, right?"

Duanmuyan jumped up and down to stabilize his figure, and said through gritted teeth: "Acting, hehe, don't you see who he grew up with!"

Elder Lian Zhen was speechless: "Okay."

Hua Yuji looked left and right, and saw that this group of juniors were standing in an orderly manner, perfectly blocking his escape route, if he wanted to leave, he would not be able to leave without seeing the blood.

Really sad people.

Hua Yuji was very tired. Before he could take any measures, the sound of the wooden fish "Du, Du, Du" was like three divine lightnings hitting Hua Yuji's head. Insanity.

All things generate and restrain each other, the law of heaven and earth.Demon cultivators are afraid of Dao cultivators, ghost cultivators are afraid of sword cultivators, and demon cultivators are afraid of Buddha cultivators.

Originally, the killing karma is heavy when one enters the demon world, but if the Buddhist cultivator had a disagreement, he would put down the butcher knife and turn around, and babble about a lot of scriptures, who can bear it?I think that when Hua Yuji walked the fairy way back then, he didn't tire of it. Now that he has entered the ghost way, he hates it even more.

He turned his head and stared at the old monk Wu Nian who was sitting in the snow knocking wooden fish in the distance.

Hua Yuji was annoyed and irritable, and a ray of magic light hit him: "A lot of young people are staying at home, why come out to join in the fun!"

"Amitabha." Wu Nian calmed down, and suddenly a golden shield appeared in front of him, perfectly swallowing Hua Yuji's magic light into it.He closed his eyes in an unfathomable way, with a peaceful face, "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, benefactor, you will be right when you turn back!"

Hua Yuji just wanted to hit someone: "Can you tell me something new?"

Wu Nian: "Taking refuge in my Buddha is for liberation."

Hua Yuji: "..."

Du, Du, Du... Wu Nian's tone was very slow, but his voice was loud and resounding, echoing in Cangyun Mountain eight hundred miles away: "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and all appearances are false."

Hua Yuji knelt on the ground half-kneeling, her head aching like it was about to split.Don't look at Wu Nian's eyebrows are white, but he is an out-and-out Mahayana monk.

Hua Yuji tried hard to stabilize her mind, gritted her teeth and shouted: "Senior, after practicing hard for thousands of years, aren't you afraid that if you fail in one day, you will fall short?"

Wu Nian was calm and calm: "I don't want to gain the Tao in this life, but only hope to ascend in the next life."

Hua Yuji sneered: "You are quite enlightened. Then I will send you to the afterlife now!"

"Don't go crazy, the devil!" Hua Yuji was stunned by the bitter wind behind him, and instinctively stopped to let the old monk knock on the wooden fish, before turning around to meet the flying Buddha dust.

I saw the crimson light overflowing from Hua Yuji's hand, the real essence filled the air, a long sword pierced through the air, rolled up the Buddha dust, pulled it hard, and all the snow-white stag tails broke!

Everyone was shocked!

The body of the sword is white, unparalleled in Qinghua; the hilt is red, drinking blood like the setting sun.

"Hongpin!" Someone in the crowd shouted, "Hongpin sword is Hua Yuji's Hongpin sword!"

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