The villain loses his memory every day [Transmigration Book]

Hua Yuji: "If there is a next time, don't use that knot again, it is time-consuming, labor-intensive and mind-consuming."

Although Bai Yunkuo knew that Hua Yuji had always acted out of common sense, but this discrepancy leaked his birth date, which can no longer be described as "young, frivolous and ignorant".

In the world of self-cultivation, the first words taught to newborn babies are not to say "Father and Mother", but to repeatedly warn them not to say their birth date to outsiders.

Heaven knows, earth knows, parents know, mentor knows, and destined people know, this is an absolute taboo, and it is also a kind of extreme trust.

Bai Yunkuo was stunned at the moment, staring blankly at Hua Yuji, unable to react for a long time.

Hua Yuji pretended to be shy and shy: "Don't look at me like that, you know I hate following the rules, I hate rules and restraints, I just want to say something if I'm not allowed to say it."

Bai Yunkuo didn't know whether he was more shocked, more joyful or more angry: "Brother, you are like this..."

"Hairy crab!" Seeing Hua Yuji's eyes lit up, he ran to the front and picked up the crab that was washed on the beach by the waves. It was big and lively, and the seductive Hua Yuji had a big appetite, "It's so fat, Brother Bai, come and see, let's eat meat tonight!"

It was really difficult for Bai Yunkuo to keep up with Hua Yuji's jumping brain circuit. Although he couldn't understand it, he still leaned over and tied the crab's two pincers extravagantly with the fairy lock.

Bai Yunkuo's heart is very confused, even if Hua Yuji is unreliable, he knows that birth date is a taboo, right?

To say so casually...

wrong!

Hua Yuji looks naughty, but he is absolutely unambiguous about right and wrong, and he is absolutely reliable at critical moments. He seems to be messing around, but he never messes around.

So, he told himself his birth date after careful consideration?

Is this an extreme trust?

Hua Yuji's parents died young, and his mentor also passed away, and he has no Taoist companion. Looking at the entire six realms, the only one who knows his birth date is himself!

Bai Yunkuo felt an inexplicable sense of pride and complacency welling up in his heart, which made him a little flustered.

And slow!

He is not Hua Yuji's father, and secondly, he is not Hua Yuji's master. Hua Yuji told him his birth date, could it be...

Could it be that Hua Yuji regarded him as his destined person! ?

The moment this thought came out, it was as if tens of thousands of pounds of meat exploded in Bai Yunkuo's mind, making his bones crispy and rotten, and the outside scorched and the inside tender.

How is this good?

If Hua Yuji really meant that, then of course it would be a wish for him.But if Hua Yuji doesn't mean that, is it all Bai Yunkuo's own wishful thinking?

Although it is not a strange thing for a man and a man to form a Taoist couple for a lifetime in the cultivation world, but since ancient times, it has been orthodox for men and women to form a bond, and to reconcile yin and yang.

It's all right to be depraved, you can't ask Hua Yuji to die too, can you?

Thinking of this, Bai Yunkuo couldn't help feeling discouraged. He looked at Hua Yuji a little discouraged, but he saw that he was happily fishing for crabs in the sea, and it was a joy to play.

Bai Yunkuo suddenly felt that the sentimental self was ridiculous: "..."

Master teaches not to be impatient, to be tolerant, to think twice; but this does not mean to be hesitant and indecisive.

The life of a monk is very long, and one retreat will take ten years; but the life of a monk is also very short, if there is any natural or man-made disaster, it will be gone.

Hua Yuji often said, "Life is short, enjoy yourself in time." The law enforcement elders regarded this rhetoric as indulgence, squandering, and lack of progress. When teaching etiquette to his disciples, he used Hua Yuji's words as a negative teaching material more than once, as a warning Emulate.

Bai Yunkuo didn't understand these things when he was a child, but now that he thinks about it, it's not easy for a human being to live in this world. Wouldn't it be even more miserable if he lived a restricted life and restrained his heart?

Compared with envy, I actually admire Hua Yuji for doing whatever she wants, free and easy.

"Brother." Bai Yunkuo picked up Hua Yuji, who was squatting on the ground and planing clams, and asked solemnly, "Brother, have you ever thought about starting a family?"

"Huh?" Hua Yuji, whose whole heart was addicted to eating seafood, couldn't react to Bai Yunkuo's meaning at all.

Bai Yunkuo added: "Marry a wife and have children, and settle down."

Hua Yuji blinked, couldn't help but smirked and said, "Why do you ask me this? Oh, it's Brother Bai who finally got the hang of it, and came here to ask me about getting married between men and women, right?"

Bai Yunkuo's ears turned red, he coughed dryly and said, "Don't bring it up on me, I'm asking my brother you."

"Me? Hmm..." Hua Yuji smiled, "I didn't think about that."

Bai Yunkuo probed further: "Senior brother is not too young, so you haven't thought about this?"

Hua Yuji shook her head innocently: "No, besides, does age have anything to do with whether you can find a Taoist couple? The head of Ming is over 1000 years old, isn't he still single? Xue Qiansi is also over 1000 years old, Aren’t you still a bachelor? If you want to achieve greatness and ascend to the fairyland, it’s better to be single, there will be no ties or worries in the world of mortals, and the time of crossing the catastrophe will be better, understand?”

Bai Yunkuo was stunned: "You, you pursue the Dao?"

Hua Yuji: "That's just a metaphor, what I pursue has always been eating, drinking, playing, and having fun!"

Bai Yunkuo breathed a sigh of relief: "Suzaku of Burning Blood Palace..."

Before he finished speaking, a beam of sword light suddenly fell from the sky, and the monks who were sitting, standing or lying on the beach got up one after another, and took a closer look, it turned out that Duanmu Yan and others had found this place.

Hua Yuji put away her desire to eat seafood, and collided with Duanmuyan's murderous gaze, but the two did not communicate or get angry because they were blocked by the Elder Wenqu who was following him.

Elder Wen Qu is a Tsinghua University student, and his speech and demeanor are as gentle as the wind: "Is anyone hurt, just come to me."

"Ling'er!" Duanmuyan really didn't have time to trouble Hua Yuji. As a sister-in-law, he was full of his sisters. Xie Mingzhu led the way, and saw Duanmu who had just woken up and was still in a trance a little far away. Ling.

"Ling'er, are you okay? Don't scare brother."

Duanmuling didn't speak, and didn't pay attention to anyone. She was like a puppet who had lost her consciousness, just staring blankly at the front in a daze. She didn't resist or cry.

Elder Wenqu said: "The Holy Maiden's spiritual consciousness is intact, I don't think I need to say, Sect Master Duanmu can also detect it."

After Huan Haisen made some adjustments, the group of people used the teleportation circle to leave the secret realm and finally returned to Penglai Terrace.

There is no airtight wall, not to mention that Hua Yuji's wall has been smashed to pieces.

Xie Mingzhu, Luo Wei, Lorraine, the disciples of Tianming Sword Sect, the disciples of the top of the cloud, there are three casual practitioners, and four disciples of other sects.

So many people have learned Hua Yuji's secret with the help of Bai Yunkuo's spirit exploration, their mouths are on people's bodies, and people can say what they want to say.

In just twelve hours, the truth of that year was widely circulated. Penglai Island originally had hundreds of thousands of monks gathered in the Immortal Dao. Now, once the news spread, it spread out of control. , The Six Realms were in an uproar!

"This Tianming Sword Sect is gone! There is Liu Kun, Duanmuyuan, and now Duanmu Linghua. There is no good thing from top to bottom! Pooh, I still want my son to worship Tianming Jianzong is a disciple, fortunately he didn't go!"

"That's right, Elder Pojun was framed and died so badly, all because of Duanmu Linghua's beast that is not as good as pigs and dogs!"

"The entrance to the ghost world was not made by Hua Buran, but by Elder Pojun!"

"It turned out that Hua Buran wanted to protect Master, so he endured the humiliation!"

"This, this is too miserable!"

"As expected of Mr. Qingkong, I did not misread him!"

"Fuck you, you were screaming at Hua Yuji two days ago, what are you doing now?"

"Don't forget, Hua Buran killed two thousand disciples of Tianming Sword Sect in a frenzy. Even if Duanmu and his wife were at fault, those two thousand disciples are too innocent!"

"But they did it first. Moxiu's aim is always an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. Can you still expect Hua Buran not to fight back?"

"Tianming Sword Sect, a sect that hides filth and filth, has no qualifications to gain a foothold in the cultivation world. I think it should be disbanded as soon as possible!"

"Tianming Sword Sect and Yunding Zhiding have always been at odds with each other, and now their hatred is even worse!"

"But that was a matter of the previous generation. The current suzerain, Duanmuyan, is an upright person, so he probably wouldn't..."

"Like a father, like a son, I don't think Duanmuyan is a good thing!"

"They don't have any good things in Duanmu's house!"

"I just said that Hua Buran has done a good job in cultivating immortality and Taoism. It has a bright future! Why did he change to the way of ghosts? It turned out that he became a demon for his master, tsk tsk tsk, time is fate, what a pity! !"

Teahouses, restaurants, butcher shops, silk and satin shops, and under old locust trees in all realms are discussing.

Everyone is talking about the demon caves, secret realms, mountain tops, under the sea, and snow peaks in the realm of comprehension.

When it was reported to the Demon Realm, Xue Qiansi listened to the ins and outs of the incident recounted in detail by his subordinates, and a ripple appeared on his delicate and indistinguishable face.

"I see, I was forced to cultivate the way of magic, so it's no wonder I disdain to be with this deity." Xue Qiansi picked up a grape from the glass plate, peeled it slowly, and handed it to the corona snake hovering dormantly on the soft bed, "Little Obediently, eat!"

The white tiger in the palace said: "It is unforgivable for him to refuse the sincere invitation of Burning Blood Palace."

Xue Qiansi gently caressed the pet snake, and said in a low voice: "It's true that I have lost face, but I have always appreciated beautiful things. Regarding the life and death of Huaburan, I will let it go for now. What I care about now is Baiyun. Kuo, this assassination should have been foolproof, tell me, why did it change?"

Baihu looked at Fengli, and Fengli didn't evade, and said directly: "The devil who took Qiao Zhengyang's home is not strong enough, instead of killing Bai Yunkuo, he hurt a child instead."

Xue Qiansi lifted Erlang's legs: "But how did I hear that the child named Dou Biwan is Hua Yuji?"

Feng Li's heart tightened, she raised her face and secretly looked at Xue Qiansi who was blocked by the violet curtain: "Indeed, he has reverted back to his youth for some reason."

Xue Qiansi suddenly changed the question: "Li'er, the teleportation circle of my deity seems to be disorganized, but actually hides the universe. How do you think Hua Buran figured out the exact location of the two hundred magic circles?"

Feng Li said without changing his face: "As long as you give him time, he can find out."

"In this way, the accidental assassination of Bai Yunkuo this time is that Hua Yuji was added, because he changed, it's not wrong." Xue Qiansi glanced at Fengli with complicated eyes, and then he took it out of the dressing box. He took out a huanghuali comb, and combed his black and shiny hair carefully, "Forget it, with Hua Yuji here, it is reasonable for the teleportation circle to be reversed."

Baihu vaguely felt a little weird, before he could say anything, Xue Qiansi from above said: "If you are free, please invite Shuangyue Jun to come to this deity as a guest and chat."

Fengli bowed and said, "Yes."

The word "please" is intriguing.

Leaving the Burning Blood Palace, Baihu and Fengli walked in the dark corridor, Baihu deliberately followed Fengli with light steps, waiting for the opportunity to observe, and asked in a seemingly casual manner: "Guarantor Suzaku, the location of the teleportation circle, my lord. , could it be you who told Hua Yuji?"

Fengli froze her steps, did not turn around, she said: "White Tiger Protector, you need to be careful with your words, words can kill people."

Baihu smiled meaningfully: "How could it be possible to kill people! It's too late for His Majesty to spoil you, anyone may die, but you Suzaku Dharma Protector will not die."

Fengli was too lazy to argue with Baihu, she wasn't interested in this kind of wordplay with words in it, so she walked away along the corridor.

Baihu was not aggressive, he felt the familiar aura coming from behind him, and when he turned around, it was Xuanwu who came and went without a trace and was good at assassination.

Baihu said disdainfully: "One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Why should I care about that? Hmph! Your lord is so foolish. If you look at someone beautiful, you will be fascinated to death. You really deserve to be cheated!"

Xuanwu pressed Baihu's shoulder, his eyes were cold.

Baihu threw off Xuanwu's hand irritably: "Don't worry, Your Majesty is full of Suzaku Dharma protectors, and now he is playing with that silver ring snake, how could he have the heart to eavesdrop on my words? The emperor is really not in a hurry, the eunuchs are in a hurry, I am salty." Don't worry about eating radishes!"

Xuanwu lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand and wrote in the air: Why are you so angry?

Bai Hu: "I can't see your lord being fascinated by beauty. The origin of that Suzaku protector is unknown, and there are many doubts. Your lord is good. There are some things that Mingjing knows, but he just pretends not to know. He turns a blind eye. Deceiving oneself and others!"

Xuanwu wrote: Your Majesty knows it well.

"Hehe, if you keep pampering like this, something will happen sooner or later! I think His Majesty has to help count the money after being sold!"

Xuanwu looked deeply at Baihu and wrote: I think so too.

Unexpectedly, Baihu's face changed: "Hey, how can you say that to your lord? Disrespect to your lord is a big treason!"

Xuan Wu's face was blank, and his clear eyes were full of innocence.

Bai Hu frowned, and said angrily: "I say yes, but others are not allowed to say anything bad about Your Majesty, even a little bit, otherwise I will beat each other!"

There was a hint of disappointment in Xuanwu's eyes, and he wrote: You are very sincere to Your Majesty.

"Of course." Bai Hu folded his arms around his chest, his spirits flying high, "Your Majesty is my benefactor, the kindness of knowing me, saving my life, there are too many to count! My life belongs to Your Majesty, Your Majesty I will do whatever you want me to do, and I will swear to serve Your Majesty the rest of my life."

Xuanwu subconsciously opened his mouth, then closed it helplessly, his eyes showed emotions that made Baihu even more incomprehensible.

Duanmu Yan and the elder Xiandao finished discussing important matters, and the first thing they did was to go to see Duanmu Ling.

Duanmuling didn't sleep or rest for seven whole days, only drank water and didn't eat, neither paid attention to anyone nor slept, and just stared at the wall in a daze.

Duanmuyan was really worried, so he called the doctors of Tianming Sword Sect to give him a diagnosis and treatment, but they all agreed that the saint was not sick. In addition, once Duanmu Linghua's incident was exposed, Tianming Sword Sect was in dire straits due to internal and external troubles.

"Ling'er, do you know what people say about Tianming Sword Sect? They say that Tianming Sword Sect is not worthy of standing in the immortal way. It is worse than the Devil's Burning Blood Palace. They at least dare to act bravely, but Tianming Sword Sect shirks responsibility. We are hypocrites. Villain, our Duanmu family's upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, and everyone is like a beast in clothes."

Duanmuyan clenched his fists and said with a sneer, "What do the things my parents did have anything to do with us? Why should I question my character, why should I label Tianming Jianzong as a "bandit den"!"

Just when Duanmuyan was suffering so much and was about to hold his sister and cry bitterly, Duanmuling suddenly said, "Brother."

Duanmuyan was startled, and almost wept with joy: "Ling'er, you finally listened to brother!"

Duanmu Ling's face was pale and haggard, she laughed and said, "Actually, what they scolded was right."

Duanmuyan raised his head: "What?"

"It's true that my uncle raised blood slaves, and it's not false that my father killed the elders of Pojun. They're telling the truth, so let's just bear with it." Duanmu Ling said with a miserable smile, "Evil blood is flowing in my bones. I thought it was superior, what kind of royal blood, what kind of saintess, ha ha..."

All of Duanmu Ling's pride was taken away overnight.

From an unruly and willful princess, to a humble and insignificant street mouse that everyone shouts and beats.

She covered herself with a quilt, she was afraid of being exposed to the sun, afraid of being seen, afraid of being condemned, afraid of hearing those rumors.

Having woken up from the dream more than once, Duanmu Linghua staggered towards her, holding the head of the demon cultivator in his left hand, a blood-stained umbrella in his right hand, and the elder Pojun who had turned into dry bones on his back was demanding for his life.

Duanmuling was wrapped in a quilt, grabbed Duanmuyan's shoulders, and cried uncontrollably: "Daddy is very gentle and kind. He never speaks loudly to me. He said that I am his princess, a gift from God, and he loves me very much. We also love our mother very much!"

"Our mother is a noble lady, she was born in the royal family, she has received the best education, she is educated and elegant, she is a good mother and wife! She is not the kind of unscrupulous person, let alone the kind of person who is ignorant of propriety and shame! "

From being in a daze at the beginning, Duanmuling became agitated. She burst into tears and felt restless day and night.

In her impression, her parents are loving and respectful to each other.But the facts proved that her father indulged in lust, was a gentleman on the surface, and practiced with demons behind his back, which caused the death of the elder Pojun.

As for her mother, she was generous, virtuous and virtuous on the surface, but she was an unruly woman who used all sorts of insidious tricks to achieve her goals.

"So, our parents deserved to be killed!" Duanmu Ling's eyes widened. She seemed to be insane. Sometimes she giggled foolishly, and sometimes screamed insanely.

Suddenly one day, while the guarding disciples were taking a nap, she broke out of the courtyard, ran to Penglai Terrace in a daze, and shouted loudly in the empty square.

Afterwards, she ran quickly to the back of the Penglai Hall, turned around the corridor with nine turns and eighteen turns, and broke into one wing after another, grabbing everyone she met and shouting loudly: "Apologize, apologise!"

That crazy look really frightened the monks of all families, and they all apologized to Duanmu Ling tremblingly, although they didn't know where they were wrong.

Duanmuling muttered "Apologize" as she walked all the way, she slammed on the door frantically, the moment the door was opened from the inside, Duanmuling raised her face and her pupils shrank suddenly.

Before she could speak, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes. She plopped and knelt on the ground, shouting at the top of her lungs, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

"Duanmu...Ling?" Hua Yuji finally recognized who this disheveled and disheveled woman was, and she couldn't help but be shocked. Thinking about it, it's only been half a month since I saw her. How can a dignified saint be made into such a virtuous figure?

Hua Yuji took a step back in shock: "What are you doing? Get up."

Duanmuling was still kneeling, tears streaming down his face, and he couldn't stop muttering: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The commotion attracted the surrounding monks from the neighbors. They stood under the porch and the hanging flower door, and they were all stunned by Duanmu Ling's actions.

Hua Yuji was completely confused: "I'm sorry for what?"

Duanmuling cried bitterly, and shouted heartbreakingly: "It's our fault! It's all my family's fault! It's us who owe you, it's my parents who are sorry for Elder Pojun, I'm sorry for you..."

What Duanmu Ling did was something Hua Yuji never expected.

She is proud, confident, charming, and flamboyant. She was born with a golden spoon in her mouth and was held in the palm of her hand since she was a child. Inherent arrogance flows in her bones.

It is said that being pampered is often vulnerable, and it will collapse with a little stimulation.But Duanmuling is indeed fragile, and she is indeed strong. At least she has the courage to face all this and admit everything back then.

Kindness is like a knife, if you don't pay attention, you will hurt yourself.If she was a villain with a heart of stone like her parents, then she would not be mad, guilty, or in pain.

Various complex emotions crossed in Hua Yuji's eyes. He took a step forward, helped Duanmuling up who was streaming down his face, and said, "They are them, you are you, what your parents have done has nothing to do with you , so you don't have to apologize to me."

Duanmuling's eyes were dim with tears, and he was out of breath from crying: "Pay back the debt of the father."

"This is the world of comprehension, not the royal family, and there is no one to talk about." Hua Yuji's tone was low and calm, "What's more, the grievances and grievances have long been settled. Your parents killed my master, and I killed your parents. Blood debts, blood debts, you If you want revenge, just come.”

Duanmuling burst into tears, her beautiful eyes were swollen like walnuts, she shook her head, choked up and said: "If you make a mistake, you will be punished. The elder Pojun he killed died of the Bone-eating Curse, and I also died here." The curse, after all, is nothing more than the word "retribution"..."

Hua Yuji didn't know how to evaluate Duanmu Ling's character.

Kindness, benevolence, right and wrong, right and wrong, and generous.

Hua Yuji said: "I buried more than a thousand people from the Tianming Sword Sect with me. I recognize this blood debt. I was so angry back then... If you want to seek revenge as a saint, I will be ready at any time."

Duanmu Ling lowered her head and wiped her tears with her hand. She smiled mockingly, her mouth full of bitterness: "I am so weak, I am afraid that I will not be able to compare with Senior even if I practice for another 100 years. Besides, Senior When you crossed the tribulation in the Mahayana period, you endured nine hundred and ninety-nine thunder tribulations. The blood debt of you mutilating the Tianming Sword Sect was demanded from you. If you didn’t survive the catastrophe back then, you deserved it, but you survived it. It is your life that should not die."

"People die like a lamp goes out, and those thousands of people are innocent after all, and I'm not a good person," Hua Yuji said in a deep voice, "In the future, if you avenge Duanmuyan, or other people from the Tianming Sword Sect, I will take revenge." Wait, never run away."

Regarding the Immortal Dao Conference, Ming Yuexiao and the others also discussed the results.

The ten-year conference was hard-won, not to mention that the results of this conference directly affected the formation of the battle between immortals and demons nine years later, so it had to be compared.

Therefore, the monks of the Hundred Schools were ordered to recuperate on Penglai Island for three months, and then entered the secret realm to compete again.

But Duanmuling left Penglai Island the next day. She didn't have the heart to participate in the Immortal Dao Conference, let alone appear in front of the public.

Afterwards, Duanmuyan led all the disciples of Tianming Sword Sect to leave, and the dignified sect became the second largest sect in the Immortal Dao, and became a den of bandits that everyone despised, notorious and condemned by thousands of people.

The mentality of the disciples in the sect collapsed. Since they couldn't get the ranking, there was no need for people to watch and laugh at the Immortal Dao Conference.

The disciples cultivated for three months, Hua Yuji also closed for three months, and all the obvious and hidden injuries on his body were healed. When the Immortal Dao Conference opened again, Geng Chen, who was waiting in the Immortal Continent, also hurried to the island.

Seeing Hua Yuji successfully took off Dou Biwan's vest, Geng Chen was very pleased, and specially brought Xianfu's special soup-filled steamed buns, which made Hua Yuji greedy. While watching every move in the secret realm with the mysterious mirror technique.

Enjoyed it very much.

After seven days, the top [-] people who passed the test of the secret realm remained, and the rest of the monks were eliminated.

The rest of the group arena was also very exciting. The monks from all over the world showed their skills and displayed their Horcruxes. It lasted for ten days, and the top three winners had already emerged.

There was no suspense in Yijia, so it was naturally Bai Yunkuo; Erjia was supposed to be in Duanmuling's pocket, but she didn't participate, so it fell on Lu Yizhi.

Hua Yuji, who went down to fish in the river, asked: "Is Xie Mingzhu the top three? In the secret realm of Lingxiao Lake, I have seen her "resonant sound around the beam", the power is really impressive."

"Really not." Lu Yizhi said as he rolled up his trouser legs and went down the river, "It's Xie Mingzhu's senior brother Shu Ye, who plays a purple bamboo flute, which is elegant and soft, and it's so beautiful that it makes Xie Mingzhu burst into tears. Fight and lose."

Hua Yuji raised her head: "So powerful?"

Bai Yunkuo, who was building a fire on the bank, said: "There are two kinds of music repairers in Tingyin Pavilion, one is to practice the resolute attack song, and the other is to practice the gentle and compassionate sound; Qi and blood are retrograde, soul is shaken, and blood is not seen when killing people; the latter's unique skill "Spiritual Rhyme" is mainly used to appease and transcend, and can make the listener lose their fighting spirit, indulge in the beauty of the world, and forget themselves."

"Brainwash!" Hua Yuji reached out and grabbed a big fat red carp, and threw it to Geng Chen.

Hua Yuji contemptuously said: "Lose the fighting spirit or something, it's annoying to hear. It reminds me of those Buddhist monks in Jingguang Temple every minute, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, and attack the state of mind. The spell is the most annoying!"

Geng Chen nodded in agreement: "Yeah."

Hua Yuji was suddenly curious: "What realm is that Shu Ye? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

Lu Yizhi quickly replied: "He has been in seclusion before, and it is only the first time to participate in the Immortal Dao Conference, the ninth floor of the Nascent Soul Stage."

Hua Yuji was taken aback: "Xie Mingzhu is in the God Transformation Realm, right?"

Bai Yunkuo took the processed fish meat from Geng Chen, and said, "Winning the Immortal Dao Conference does not only depend on cultivation, but also requires extraordinary luck."

Lu Yizhi nodded and said: "That's right, I'm lucky to be in a group with the little nun from Qingxin Nunnery, otherwise I wouldn't be in the top four."

Bai Yunkuo said: "The situation at that time was more complicated. Although Shu Ye's realm was not as good as Xie Mingzhu's, his attainments in music were really extraordinary. Not only Xie Mingzhu in the ring, but also the few monks watching the battle heard it, and wept. Weeping all over his face, this Mr. Shu is a blockbuster and the world knows."

Hua Yuji was quite surprised. Logically speaking, why does such a powerful character have no trace in "Magic Fairy"?

Bai Yunkuo put the fish on the grill, and said slowly: "After the match, the elders of the Immortal Dao discussed, and on behalf of the Pavilion Master Tingyin, Shu Ye was given the reputation of "Mr. Hanxiang"."

"Han Xiangzi?" Hua Yuji's eyes lit up, "Is this the meaning of Han Xiangzi, one of the Eight Immortals, playing the flute?"

Bai Yunkuo suddenly realized that he hadn't noticed the foreshadowing: "So that's the case, but Mr. Shu is also worthy of this reputation."

Bai Yunkuo suddenly thought of something, and turned his head to look at Hua Yuji: "Senior brother has a profound knowledge of music, and my master once praised you for your excellent piano skills, and Bo Ya is reborn. If you have a chance, senior brother can listen to it." The music played by Shu Ye is really exquisite, and you can't listen to it."

"Let's not talk about whether it sounds good or not. I'm only concerned about whether the fish tastes good or not." Hua Yuji immediately forgot about the business, went ashore from the river, happily gathered by the fire, and saw that the fish meat was charred on the outside. The inside is tender, sizzling and oily, and the top is sprinkled with cumin and chili powder. The color is bright and it makes the index finger move.

Naturally, there is no need to talk about Bai Yunkuo's craftsmanship. If he doesn't seek immortality and asks, and opens a restaurant in the mortal realm, his business will definitely be booming.

With the end of the Immortal Dao Conference, various immortal sects also left Penglai Island one after another.

When clearing away the fire and bamboo sticks, Lu Yizhi felt a little lost, and the warm and happy time was always short. Although Xiandao's attitude towards Hua Yuji was very different, Moxiu was Moxiu after all, and he was not a Lu Yizhi person after all.

Although this brief picnic by the river seems to have returned to the beginning, there is no banquet in the world, and those who should leave still have to leave.

"Senior Brother Hua, take care." Lu Yizhi's nose was red, as if he was about to cry.

Hua Yuji couldn't help laughing: "You're not too young, don't cry every now and then, how bad is it for people to see you as the top two in the Immortal Dao Conference?"

"Yeah." Lu Yizhi sniffed hard, and looked at Bai Yunkuo enviously, "My master is strict with me, otherwise I really want to go with you, right down to the mountain for experience."

Bai Yunkuo said in relief: "I will see you again, and I will definitely see you again at the time of the battle between immortals and demons at the latest."

"Yes, you must take care." Lu Yizhi bowed and bowed heavily. When he turned to leave, he happened to see a man in a green brocade suit coming from a distance. He stopped for a while and called out respectfully, "Yes." Mr. Shu, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The author has something to say: update earlier today and put the two chapters together, thank you for reading~