The villain loses his memory every day [Transmigration Book]

"It's you?"

Hua Yuji's gaze sank: "You belong to the Tianming Sword Sect, right?"

The other party was astonished, and he clenched his sword vigilantly: "I haven't used my fairy art."

Hua Yuji: "You can tell by the clothes."

The people of Tianming Sword Sect have always been generous, and they wear gold and silver to put on all kinds of ostentation, for fear that others will not know their wealth.It is one thing that the sect itself is rich, and it is also because the head of the sect is a relative of the emperor, and he feels that his status is noble and superior.And as the great-great-grandfather of the emperor of the mortal world, the gold and silver treasures that he paid in tribute every year are countless. Even the sweeping uncle who does odd jobs in the sect wears silk and satin, and the top-quality blue field jade.

Because of being related to the royal family, they directly monopolize the reputation of the mortal world. In order to please the emperor, the common people and civil and military officials naturally respect the Tianming Sword Sect. Therefore, the reputation of the Tianming Sword Sect has become more and more prosperous these years, and it seems that it will surpass the top of the cloud. At the peak of the six realms, one of the four major sects.

Therefore, it is inevitable that the disciples under the sect will be a little flustered.

If you go back a few years, you wouldn't dare to provoke the top of the cloud, but today is not the same as in the past, and this personal disciple of Elder Duanmuyuan is the first to refuse to accept it!

"Xia Liukun, under the tutelage of Duanmuyuan, Mr. Qingkong, it's a great honor to meet you."

A sneer overflowed from Hua Yuji's lips: "It's Jinyu real person!"

Liu Kun snorted angrily: "As far as cultivation is concerned, I am a real person at the eighth level of the God Realm, and Mr. Qingkong is at the fifth level of the God Realm. Your swordsmanship is superior in terms of combat power; Demons and demons, this real person crosses three mountains and five mountains, and kills countless evil spirits. Compared with the young master, I am no less inferior; the reason why the six realms only know Mr. Qingkong but not me, the real Jinyu, is that my parents didn't give me a birth. Such a good skin, this beauty can't compare to Your Excellency, but I am convinced."

"Belittling me for being a vase, just say it heartily, why beat around the bush!" Hua Yuji said quietly, "Also, this skin was given by heaven, it was born by parents, and being good-looking is also a skill. Is there any use for you to be jealous?"

"You!" Liu Kun gritted his teeth.

Hua Yuji laughed jokingly and said, "Let's not say anything else, just say that if the news about Daoist Jin Yu raising blood slaves gets out, what do you think people in the world will think? You have killed countless demons and eliminated evil, if you didn't rely on blood slaves to snatch The Horcrux that came, can you get to where you are today?"

"I wanted to make friends with Mr. Qingkong, but Mr. Qing knew something that I shouldn't know, so," Liu Kun snapped his fingers at the boy, his bloody body recovered instantly, and it was Liu Kun who was the master. The "seven days" death order for blood slaves was lifted.

Liu Kun issued a new order: "Dog slave, kill him."

The boy's heart trembled: "Master..."

Liu Kun: "Aren't you going soon?"

The curse caused the young man to burn to pieces, he struggled to get up, and walked towards Hua Yuji step by step with difficulty.As he walked, his knees softened, and he knelt straight on the ground, trembling with his arms folded.

Liu Kun's face changed drastically: "How dare you disobey my order!"

As the young man resisted, his body rotted again, his blood turned into wriggling worms crawling between the flesh and bones, he fainted several times from the pain, curled up on the ground and begged: "Please master, kill, I..."

Breaking through the wind with a single sword, he was approaching Liu Kun's life gate!

The boy's body was forced to move, and he stood in front of Liu Kun. Hua Yuji was shocked, and narrowly held his sword back.

The boy was trembling all over, and he had turned into a blood man from the ground up. His aching teeth were chattering, and every inch of his muscles was convulsing.The boy's eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face. He looked at Hua Yuji in despair, and repeated in his mouth: "Please master, kill me..."

Liu Kun laughed loudly and said: "You have a good idea! No one in this world can kill you except me. Who made you my dog ​​slave? Hua Yuji, you can do whatever you want. Even if you kill this slave, you will become a slave." He is still my blood slave when he becomes a corpse! Ah, unless you let him be wiped out, but in this way, he will never be reborn!"

Hua Yuji's eyes were gloomy, and he was as cold as ice. He cast the Immortal Binding Lock with his left hand, and stabbed at Liu Kun with the sword in his right hand.

The young man was hit by the Immortal Binding Lock, but was forced to use the power of his soul to forcibly attack it.

Hua Yuji's sword was as powerful as thunder, and as fast as lightning. Liu Kun was forced to retreat step by step. In terms of cultivation, he might not be able to match even a monk in the Nascent Soul stage.The victory lies in the fact that there are many magic weapons, and any one sent casually can resist the ultimate move.

The moment Hua Yuji continued to advance aggressively and was about to directly lock Liu Kun's life gate, Hua Yuji was caught off guard by the sudden surge of sword energy. Even if he mobilized his true energy to defend in time, he was no match for the overwhelming air pressure.

Hua Yuji staggered, and was rushed several feet away by that domineering force, only to stop when he hit a wooden post.

The internal organs shook violently, Hua Yuji choked out a mouthful of blood, ignoring the broken ancient tree behind him, he looked at the figure in front of him with piercing eyes: "Void Refining Realm."

Liu Kun, who was almost killed, was overjoyed: "Master!"

Hua Yuji smiled bitterly: "Even Elder Duanmu has been dispatched, it seems that I am in danger today."

Duanmuyuan's long sword swept across, breaking thousands of ancient trees, Hua Yuji strode forward to dodge, trying to find the opponent's blind spot.After a few rounds, Hua Yuji's body suffered many overt and hidden wounds, and the level suppression was so unreasonable.Hua Yuji half-kneeled on the ground, looking up at Duanmuyuan approaching her.

"It really is that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!" Hua Yuji smiled, "Before I die, I have to destroy the Horcrux first, Hongpin, Yaoguang, and Bihai Sword, which I can't get Things, you can never imagine!"

Duanmuyuan's outstretched hand paused, and Liu Kun behind him became anxious: "The Bihai Sword is in your hand!?"

"Your peregrine falcons and mantises catch cicadas, and my flowers are not dyed by orioles."

"Damn it!" Liu Kun strode forward, "Hand it over!"

"Okay!" Hua Yuji's eyes sank slightly, and a red light roared out from his body, shooting towards Liu Kun's heart, passing through it!

But in the blink of an eye.

Liu Kun could hardly even scream. He stared wide-eyed, looking at himself bleeding profusely in disbelief, and fell limply on the ground.

Duanmuyuan: "Kun'er!"

Almost at the same time, Hua Yuji pointed and swiped, Hongpin didn't return to the sheath, but went straight to the soles of the young man's feet, and forcibly led him to the sky with his sword.

Hua Yuji: "You are free, let's go!"

The young man cried out in surprise: "Young master!"

Duanmuyuan's eyes were scarlet, and he grabbed Hua Yuji's neck furiously: "He is free, you are finished!"

"It's a lot of age, and the hand strength is not young." Hua Yuji showed no fear, but instead smiled sarcastically: "I won't die, at least, I can live for another 46 years..."

Duanmuyuan gritted his teeth: "You kill my apprentice, do you think I will let you die so easily?"

Hua Yuji: "Tiger stool or chili water, use whatever you want."

Duanmuyuan really did not disappoint him.

Hua Yuji was not taken to Tianming Sword Sect, it was a famous sect and there were people coming and going all day long, so it was not safe, if something went wrong, it would definitely damage the reputation of Tianming Sword Sect.

Therefore, Duanmuyuan chose a more suitable and absolutely safe place.

Mortal world, the palace prison.

Who would want to see a monk imprisoned in a mortal prison?

The great-great-grandfather of the current emperor is the head of Tianming Sword Sect, and Duanmuyuan is the head's elder brother, so he is the emperor's great-great-uncle and grandfather. It is easy to get a prisoner in.

Hua Yuji looked at the boxy cage, it was quite spacious: "Elder Duanmu, you are wise!"

"Promise." Duanmu Yuan smiled, "We will have a long time to come. May I ask how old Master Qingkong started to practice?"

Hua Yuji said: "Leaving home at the age of 14, and becoming a teacher."

Duanmuyuan: "Based on this, Mr. Qingkong has practiced for more than 100 years. The monk cleanses his heart and marrow, fades away the filth of the mortal world, reborn himself, and the minor disasters and diseases in the mortal world will not invade the body. I think you have been a monk for a long time. Now, it's time to reminisce about the feelings of mortals."

Hua Yuji's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably. He tried his luck, but his meridians were blocked, and his body was weak. When he saw the jailer walking towards him in the distance, Hua Yuji was startled.

Duanmuyuan smiled and said: "I have cut off your spiritual veins, your golden core has been sealed, your soul has been locked, and the handcuffs that tie you up, but the old man's Horcrux "Fengshen" was handcuffed by him All lost, not even a mortal.”

Duanmuyuan took the box from the jailer, knelt down, and took out everything in the box: "There are many interrogation methods in the cultivation world, and there are many ways to make life worse than death. However, I don't think the young master has ever entered the box in his life. In the prison of the mortal world, there are many kinds of torture instruments here, which are not inferior to those in the realm of cultivation."

Hua Yuji looked at the instruments of torture scattered all over the floor, including large and small knives, steel nails and iron needles of different lengths.

Duanmuyuan said slowly: "For monks, the most tormenting torture is the heavenly punishment of your sect, but for mortals, the sticks, fingers, car cracks, cannons, and lingering are all terrifying."

Hua Yuji's heart skipped a beat, and his face was stern and calm: "Elder, I'm sorry."

"polite."

"But the elder also knows that these things in the mortal world have no effect on monks. Even if you cut me into pieces, I can still recover, right?"

"Yes, if you cut off your hands and feet with a mortal knife, they can grow back by themselves without a cup of tea, but even so, the pain is always real, right?" Duanmuyuan smiled sinisterly, "What I want is Going back and forth endlessly, if you break your arm with a horcrux, you can only play once, how can I solve the hatred in my heart?"

Hua Yuji: "Oh, to avenge the apprentice, don't you want the Bihai Sword this time?"

Duanmuyuan picked up a sharp knife on the ground, and stabbed Hua Yuji's abdomen!

Hua Yuji was in pain, blood gushed out, Duanmuyuan's eyes were full of murderous intent, he held the handle of the knife, and stabbed harder.

The cold tip of the knife pierced through the flesh, and no one knew which internal organ was broken. Hua Yuji fell to the ground desperately enduring the pain, but didn't make a sound.

With Duanmuyuan's sword drawn, Hua Yuji's body trembled, the blood flowed for a while and then solidified, and then, the pain gradually lessened, the flesh was repairing itself, and even the wound was gradually healed.

Duanmuyuan sneered, "Is the thorn stimulating?"

Hua Yuji gasped heavily, sweat-drenched temple hair stuck to his extremely pale cheeks, his phoenix eyes were blurred and slightly hollow, he looked at the dim ceiling, and murmured: "When Liu Kun died, a baby was born on your neck. Black stripes."

Duanmuyuan was taken aback.

Hua Yuji's voice was as light as a thin feather: "That is the imprint left by the master after the death of the raised blood slave."

Duanmuyuan grabbed Hua Yuji's neck: "Shut up!"

Hua Yuji didn't agree, his eyes flickered coldly, and he stared at Duanmuyuan without squinting: "Why is there a mark on your body after Liu Kun died?"

Duanmuyuan let go, picked up the iron needle from the ground, grabbed one of Hua Yuji's fingers, and stabbed it fiercely into the gap between the nail and the flesh!

The pain from fingers to heart caused Hua Yuji to bite his tongue, and blood overflowed from the corner of his lips. He stared at Duanmuyuan: "Liu Kun is your blood slave."

Duanmuyuan: "You know too much."

Hua Yuji: "You control Liu Kun, and Liu Kun controls Peregrine Falcon, so does Liu Kun want the Bihai Sword, or do you want it?"

"Although what you said is correct." Duanmuyuan pulled off his collar, revealing his clean neck, "What about the evidence? If you dare to slander the dignified elder without evidence, I don't think your master can support you, right?"

Hua Yuji pulled out the iron needle stuck between her nails by herself, and said with a sneer: "Use your apprentice as a slave, so stop talking about avenging your apprentice. Your resentment is not because you hate me for killing your apprentice, but because you hate me for killing your apprentice." You are so angry that you ruined your obedient and capable dog!"

Duanmuyuan was furious, and he slapped Hua Yuji's heart with his palm, and the powerful true energy poured into his internal organs, Hua Yuji spat out a mouthful of blood, choking and coughing.

Duanmuyuan asked forcefully, "Where did you take that peregrine falcon?"

"Cough cough cough, this is why you don't kill me cough cough cough cough... right?" Hua Yuji supported the ground and climbed up, "Where Hongpin took people to, I am the only one who knows in the whole world. Fly away with the blood slave's secret, if it is leaked out, I will see where your Tianming Jianzong's face will be put."

"you!"

"The top of the clouds, do you dare to go?" Hua Yuji sneered, her tone as cold as ice, "Destroy my golden elixir, kill my soul, dare to do it?"

Duanmuyuan was furious: "You don't want to be complacent! It's just a little demon with no proof, who would believe him?"

Hua Yuji was amused: "I am the evidence! You always look at my current appearance, Mr. Qingkong, is it miserable enough? May I ask myself to make myself like this to frame you? Who will believe you? "

Duanmuyuan's eyes were scarlet, and he almost vomited blood from anger.

"Good eloquence, good calculation, worthy of being a flower! Even if Liu Kun's matter can't be dealt with, you can't help me. Who can prove that your torture here is related to me? That peregrine falcon is soft-spoken, and I am a dignified elder , everyone thinks that I am retreating in the Tianming Sword Sect, and when I leave this place, you will have no evidence at all!"

Hua Yuji's eyes flickered slightly, he suppressed all his emotions, and asked seemingly plainly: "Elder Duanmu, what is your birth date?"

Duanmuyuan sneered: "Why, at this time, you still want to do harm to others? With your cultivation base sealed, you can't do anything."

"Don't dare." Hua Yuji lowered his eyes weakly, and stretched out his bloody hand to rest on Duanmuyuan's front. Gently picked up the broken hair on the front placket, "Look at you, you are all gray hair."

Duanmuyuan: "...What are you doing?"

The descendants of the Hua family have special physiques, some can cultivate immortals, and some are destined to be mere mortals; the art of astrology that has been passed down for thousands of years has nothing to do with cultivation, but with blood.

Hua Yuji's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible: "Even if the divination calculation will be "recorded" by the Dao of Heaven, I really want to see what will happen to you in the future."

Duanmuyuan lost all patience: "The old man will send your soul back to heaven first!"

Hua Yuji suddenly opened her eyes and suddenly smiled.

Duanmuyuan was stunned: "What are you laughing at?"

Hua Yuji raised his eyes and looked forward: "Did you die early, does it count as a mission failure?"

Duanmuyuan looked blank: "What are you talking about?"

Suddenly, Duanmuyuan had a secret thought, so he quickly put away the chains tied to Hua Yuji's hands, and fled against the wind.

The sudden liberation of cultivation base was like a flood breaking the dam, the broken spiritual veins could not bear the impact of strong cultivation base, and there was bone-eroding pain.

Hua Yuji's body softened and fell to the ground: "I knew it wasn't that cheap."

At the same time, a sharp light flashed at the end of the dungeon, and in an instant, there was only a loud "boom", and most of the whole dungeon was destroyed by a sword, and the earth fell and rocks were cracked, and it was reduced to ruins!

The withered and yellow grass at the base of the wall was revived.

Clear Spring Sword Art?

"Master!!"

Hey, why did you leave the customs?

"Brother! Brother, wake up!"

I have loved to cry since I was a child, why do I still cry when I grow up?

"Someone broke into the prison!"

"Tell Your Majesty quickly!"

"My God, grab him!"

"Bold and unreasonable, dare to break into the sky prison privately, I..."

"Shut up!!" When did this kid become so bad-tempered?

In the eyes of the monks, the Ninth Five-Year Lord in the mortal world is not even as good as a fart!

I feel sorry for the old emperor for three seconds.

Hongpin is Hua Yuji's Horcrux, it carried the boy back to the top of the cloud, and no one dared to stop it.And when the young man told what happened, the elders at the top of the cloud would not just sit idly by and dispatched one after another.

Following Hongpin will naturally find the location of its master.

Although it took five days before and after.

In a coma, Hua Yuji was given medicine. The medicine was definitely written by Elder Wenqu. The pain was so frenzied that her relatives did not recognize her.

Fortunately, the person who fed the medicine was considerate. Every time he finished drinking, he would stuff a piece of sugar into his mouth. When the sugar gradually melted, the bitterness would disappear completely.

Thinking about it, Master was not so careful. He still remembers how Master gave medicine to the unconscious disciple. He just pinched his nose, put a funnel in his mouth, and poured the medicine directly.

Such a thoughtful feeding spoon by spoon, lest he choke, and worry that he took the candy too hard...

Could it be Lu Yizhi?

The law enforcement elders are strict in discipline, Lu Yizhi shouldn't be able to come to feed the medicine on time every day, right?

Hua Yuji was very curious, maybe even his mind wandering around was impatient, urging him to wake up suddenly.

A mouthful of medicine choked into her throat, and Hua Yuji coughed to death on the spot.

"Master!"

It was good that the man didn't speak, but when he spoke, Hua Yuji coughed even worse: "Bai Wang! Why is it you?"

"Why can't it be me?"

Hua Yuji was speechless, yes, the most likely one was Bai Yunkuo!

just this feeling...

How should I put it, I am a villain, and I feel sad and unbearable to be taken care of by the protagonist with such "true feelings"!

Hua Yuji suddenly felt a strange taste in his mouth. He grabbed the remaining half bowl of medicine, took a sip by himself, and asked, "Why does your medicine smell like blood?"

"Have you got it?" Bai Yunkuo in white clothes Qinghua, standing elegantly, "This medicine belongs to Elder Wenqu, you have to ask him for the detailed formula."

Hua Yuji was dubious.

Inadvertently raised his head, and suddenly saw the young man standing outside the house, before Hua Yuji could ask, Bai Yunkuo first explained: "He stood there for a month."

Hua Yuji was taken aback. He didn't expect that he had slept for so long. He drank the medicine in one go, tried to get out of bed, and was surprised to find that most of his injuries had healed.

Hua Yuji walked out of the courtyard, stood on the bamboo steps, and looked at the young man standing upright below: "What are you doing, you are punished to stand?"

The young man who was about to take root shook his body violently, and raised his head almost in ecstasy: "My lord!"

Hua Yuji asked, "Why don't you go home?"

"I... have no home." The young man lowered his head, "I was brought to Tianming Sword Sect by Liu Kun before my transformation. Before that, I was also a person... oh, a bird."

Hua Yuji was amused by his stupid appearance: "Since you are cultivating in human form, you don't have to go back to the demon world. You can go for a walk in the mortal world or find a secluded place full of spiritual energy to practice. Unfortunately, the top of the cloud Don’t accept demon cultivators, or I’ll beg my master to take you under my door.”

The young man hesitated to speak: "Master, I..."

Hua Yuji stepped down the steps, stretched out his hand to fiddle with the leaves that fell on the young man's shoulders, and said with a soft smile, "You are free, you can go wherever you want, and do whatever you want—but before that, you have to obtain A decent name?"

The boy opened his mouth and closed it again, looking confused.

Hua Yuji was helpless: "Okay, what month were you born?"

"Geng Chenyue."

"It's a coincidence, the time I met you was Gengchen April." Hua Yuji smiled knowingly, "I'll call you Gengchen, do you like it?"

"I like it, Geng Chen thank you for giving me the name."

"you are welcome."

"The young master is kind to me. My mother said that the kindness of a drop of water will be repaid by the spring. If it is a life-saving favor, I will repay it in this life." Geng Chen knelt on the ground, his eyes were firm, and his tone was sincere, "I want to be the son's Servant, follower, entourage, guard, whatever; my life belongs to the young master, and the young master can fiddle with it as he pleases, and drive him as he pleases."

"What are you doing?" Hua Yuji almost jumped in fright, "What kind of servant, what kind of servant, what do I want that thing for?"

Geng Chen: "Then... just let me be the master's sword!"

Hua Yuji: "I don't participate in power struggles, and I don't need to keep killers."

Unexpectedly, when Geng Chen heard this, the circles of his eyes instantly turned red. He lowered his head in frustration and despair, his heart ashamed: "If a sword loses its usefulness, there is no need for it to exist anymore."

Hua Yuji wanted to cry more than him, so he turned his head and ran into the house: "The clouds are wide and the clouds are wide!"

Like a cat, he sprinted behind Bai Yunkuo, pointing pitifully at Geng Chen in the outer courtyard: "What should I do?"

Bai Yunkuo's eyes were light, and he said stiffly: "Senior brother, you have caused trouble yourself, let's find a way to solve it yourself!"

Leaving far away, passing Geng Chen who was kneeling on the gravel road, he couldn't help but glance at him, but he was born with delicate features and delicate eyes.

Could this damn bird come to compete with him for favor?

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