Rebirth for the good

Rebirth for the good

Author: Meat Bun King

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Lu Shangming, the leader of the Demon Cult, died, and the immortal gave him a chance to be reborn, provided that Lu Shangming must agree to three conditions.

"First, be sure to do a little good every day and a big good every month."

"Second, from now on, no more killing karma will be added to the crime."

"Third, a person named Nangong Yu must be found within one month."

When Lu Shangming, who was originally murderous like grass, found Nangong Yu through doing good deeds, he found out that he was...

No matter, first of all, he had to find a way to stay by Nangong Yu's side.

Content tags: revenge, hatred, soft spot

Search keywords: Protagonist: Lu Shangming, Dao Hui┃Supporting role: Murong Xian┃Others: rebirth, revenge, 1V1, HE

Rebirth

In the first year of Longxing in the Southern Song Dynasty, Xiaozong had just ascended the throne. Although the shame of Jingkang had been three or forty years ago, talking about the two emperors of Huiqin in the Jianghu still made people feel heartbroken and beat their chests. Holy religion, every time any martial arts person with a little chivalrous heart talks about this religion, they will all be reviled.

But relying on the power of the Jinren, the Liuhe Sacred Sect is making waves unscrupulously. Everyone in the rivers and lakes is in danger, as if they are in a quagmire, in a dilemma, and if there is a slight difference, they will be lost forever.

Different from the shadows of swords and swords in the rivers and lakes at this time, the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River in early March is just right. There has just been a continuous drizzle in the apricot forest, and a layer of mist is shrouded everywhere. The first blooming flowers are soaked by the rain, bringing out a light The fragrance of the grass is rubbed together with the smell of green grass, which is even more refreshing.

Suddenly, the accumulated water on the ground swayed slightly, followed by a rush of horseshoes that broke the original tranquility, and the sound of the bumpy wheels startled countless Feihong, and a carriage broke into this paradise-like forest.

The soil on the ground was extremely soft, and the ruts left by the carriage were crooked. The owner of the carriage must have something urgent to do, so he was in such a panic.

Just as they were walking, the horse suddenly raised its head and neighed. Without even struggling, it slammed into the ground, motionless like a rock, and even the carriage sank deep into the puddle. The driver who drove the horse fell out. After walking several feet away, he lay on the ground without breath.

The forest returned to its original tranquility in an instant, only the wheels behind the carriage were still turning restlessly.

"You've been poisoned, what's the use of running away?" Like a ghost, a man with long beard suddenly appeared in front of the carriage, perhaps because he was afraid of soiling his brocade clothes, he frowned and carefully avoided the ground. puddles.

There was no sound in the carriage, and the man in brocade clothes slowly opened the curtain after confirming that there was no sound of breathing inside. Who knew that the people in the carriage had been prepared for a long time, and they slapped him head-on. He stepped back a few steps, the mud under his feet splashed all over his body, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

But seeing that the person who was chasing him was still alive, he quickly laughed again: "Sure enough, someone who has practiced the most precious Eight Desolation Heart Sutra taught by me can still have this level of skill after so long, why don't you let the Heart Sutra go How about the subordinates also refer to one or two for details?"

The person in the carriage snorted coldly, "Only the lords of the past are qualified to study this Heart Sutra. What qualifications do you have for your bastard..." Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help coughing, and the poison had dissipated After entering the eight strange meridians, he still couldn't hold on.

The man in brocade clothes was overjoyed when he saw this, and let out a strange smile: "Lu Shangming, after today, I, Sun Moon Pluto, will be the ninth generation leader of the Holy Cult. I advise you to obediently hand over the cheats, and maybe I can spare you a little bit." Life."

"Bah," the person named Lu Shangming in the carriage spat and scolded, "Murong Xian, my Holy Cult treats you well, why did you commit such a nasty thing like this!"

Murong Xian laughed loudly when he heard the words, and a pair of recruits stared at each other: "If you were not the biological son of the late leader, how could the throne of the leader fall into the hands of an incompetent person like you? Think about it, if you hadn't Me, how could the Holy Church have the glory it has today."

"Although you are not the leader of the sect, I have entrusted you with all the affairs of the sect, no matter how big or small. Can such power and fame not satisfy you?" Lu Shangming recalled the past. He was obsessed with martial arts, but he had no interest in the affairs of the sect Do not care.

"Just because I'm not the sect leader!" Murong Xian's face was ferocious, as if he was about to tear the carriage in front of him into pieces, "The elders in the sect and the guardians only bend down and call me Pluto, but when they see you, they don't care about you." All prostrate on the ground, shouting the name of the holy leader, how can you tell me to deal with it calmly?"

Lu Shangming smiled helplessly, his voice seemed to have aged a lot, "I see, I underestimated you, do you want the Heart Sutra? Come and get it."

Murong Xian has long coveted the Eight Desolation Heart Sutra, which has never been passed on to the public for a long time. Now that he hears it, he can't hold back the itch in his heart, but he is also worried that Lu Shangming's dying blow will be repeated, so he can't help but stop. , suddenly came up with a plan, his hands palmed out like lightning, and with the strong wind, he overturned the roof of the carriage.

After the obstacle was removed, Lu Shangming's appearance appeared in front of his eyes. Although his face was haggard, he couldn't hide his beautiful face. He was leaning weakly on the cushion behind him, and the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth had completely matured. Turned black, and the white clothes on his body were dyed dots, he stretched out his hand towards Murong Xian, holding a piece of yellowed parchment tightly in his hand, with many small characters densely written on it.

"Eight Desolation Heart Sutra?" Murong Xian's eyes lit up, and regardless of other things, he grabbed one end of the parchment, but couldn't pull it away, and couldn't help but angrily said: "Don't let go!"

But Lu Shangming smiled slightly, and suddenly slapped his left palm fiercely, using his strength to fly into the air, true energy gushed out from the palm holding the parchment like a tide.

Murong Xian immediately understood that if he wanted to continue snatching the Heart Sutra, he would have to be shocked to death by his internal force. After weighing it, he had no choice but to let go of his hand, but the tiger's mouth was still extremely painful from the remaining force. Looking at the Eight Desolation Heart Sutra, it was already It turned into dust and fell into the soil.

"You!" Murong Xian wished he could chop Lu Shangming into pieces, he turned his right palm into a fist, and punched Lu Shangming directly in the chest.

Lu Shangming had just exhausted his last breath of true energy, and he forcibly swallowed Murong Xian's life-long punch, and his body flew backwards in a straight line, smashing several big trees before stopping.He vomited black blood from his mouth, no longer had the strength to sit up, and let his body lie on the mud, the past flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

He was gifted and intelligent since he was a child, and he knew a little about martial arts, and he was very interested in the treasures of secret books. The more complicated and difficult things he read, the more he enjoyed reading them. If he could understand the key points, he would be sleepless for days and nights , keep studying, so that within a few years, he has already mastered all kinds of martial arts taught.

But who knew that at the critical moment when Lu Shangming was studying the Heart Sutra of the Eight Desolations, the news of his father's death came. The eighteen-year-old Lu Shangming was so sad that he lost his inner strength. What is used is extremely high and profound kung fu, and if you are not careful, all previous efforts will be in vain.

For five years since then, although Lu Shangming has become the leader, he is still obsessed with the Eight Desolation Heart Sutra, trying to guide the already disordered internal force on the right track. It was precisely because he saw the important points in the book two days ago that he was accepted Murong Xian took advantage of the loophole and ate the food mixed with poison.

But after all, he has profound internal skills, so he immediately sensed something was wrong, and quietly planned his escape, but now he was being chased by Murong Xian, there must be something weird about it, maybe the person who helped him escape leaked the news.

"Forget it," Lu Shangming closed his eyes and didn't bother to think about it anymore, "I can't live today anyway."

Murong Xian's voice gradually disappeared from his ear, he felt as if he had left his physical body and was floating in the air with the wind, fluctuating up and down, but he just couldn't land on the ground.

On weekdays, he only focuses on practicing martial arts. This is probably the first time he has come to this place in the south of the Yangtze River in 23 years. Seeing the bright and clear sky, he can't help but feel a little lonely. He has nothing but martial arts, but in the end he can't even save his life.

He secretly vowed that if he had another chance, he would never waste his life like this, and he would definitely seize the power in the church and make a name for himself in the world.

But how could such a thing really happen?Lu Shangming's eyes suddenly became chaotic, and all the beautiful scenery turned into empty darkness, "This is probably the Temple of Yama." After thinking about it carefully, he didn't seem to have committed any crimes, so he plucked up his courage and pushed his body forward move.

"Is the person here Lu Shangming from Qingzhou?" A strong and heavy voice sounded in his ear.

"Exactly." Only then did Lu Shangming realize that he could speak.

"You passed away at a young age, wasting all your talent and learning for nothing, it's a pity that you are poor." Although he couldn't see the speaker, he knew that he should be a fairy with some supernatural powers.

Lu Shangming hurriedly bowed down: "I beg the immortal to grant me a life, so that I can avenge my death."

"Nowadays the Jin people are making chaos, destroying our great Song rivers and mountains, and the Holy Cult of the Six Harmonies aiding the tyrants. Although this matter was not done by you, it is inseparable from your inaction. Can you be convicted of sin?" The immortal spoke with a slightly harsh expression.

Lu Shangming repeatedly claimed that it was.

"When you were young, you killed countless people when you wandered around the rivers and lakes. In order to practice martial arts, you took people's lives in an instant. You killed innocent people without changing your face. Are you guilty?"

"Disciple knows his mistake." Lu Shangming thought to himself that it would be the best if he could fool this person into extending his life first, and then kill Murong Xian's family.

The immortal suddenly laughed and said, "I know your hostility has not subsided. If you want to continue your life and revive your soul, you must make an agreement with me for three chapters."

Lu Shangming was ecstatic in his heart, and naturally took a mouthful