I'm Really a Villain!

The demonic energy billowed in the sky, and all the black mist gathered together. As the giant ax swiped heavily, the black mist seemed to be guided.

It was as if a meteorite fell from the sky, and all fell to the territory of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Countless "rumbling" sounds exploded on the ground, accompanied by the extreme collision of demon energy.

The glory of Tianjianzong for hundreds of years was completely destroyed.

The dust and mist filled the air, and everything came to an end. The old man Tianjian looked at the sect that had been completely destroyed, his canthus was cracked, and his eyes were red.

Seeing Old Man Tianjian, Sword Master Baiyun and Yue Buli all rushing towards him recklessly, Ren Pingsheng looked indifferent, in the aftermath of the destruction, he seemed to see the scene of his Ren family being wiped out in the past reflected in front of his eyes.

He slowly swung the Sun-swallowing giant ax in his hand, and then everything fell into silence.

The breeze was blowing from a distance, and the black mist in the sky had dissipated, and a few white clouds were particularly eye-catching under the blue sky.

This world is very quiet, so quiet that you can even hear your heartbeat, as if the devastating battle just now did not exist.

If it weren't for the smoke-filled sect on the ground, which had become ruins, the world would never be able to imagine the fierceness of the battle.

Ren Pingsheng stood on the edge of the sky, looking at the sunset that was already fading away.

There were two lines of hot tears in the corner of his eyes, "I got revenge, but why didn't I feel a little bit of happiness, but was so depressed in my heart!"

He descended from the sky, stood in the middle of the ruins, and looked at the masterpiece he had created.

The injury on his body was still serious, he took a few pills to stabilize the injury, and then left Tianjianzong to find a place to heal his injury.

……

After Chu Yang left Tianjianzong, he headed west all the way, and the black mist behind him landed like a meteorite.

He desperately ran towards the west, but the speed of the black mist was extremely fast, and the range of the explosion was very wide.

After avoiding several black mist attacks, he was finally hit by a black mist.

When the black mist hit him at the last moment, Chu Yang activated the Qingyun battle body.

Crimson blue permeated his whole body, a swirl symbol appeared on his forehead, and the light of life flowed between his hair.

His ears also became slender and sharp like elves.

Then he was hit by the black mist and completely lost consciousness.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Yang woke up from a coma.

His whole body was a little sore and weak, but fortunately he was not injured.

Chu Yang knew that this was due to Qingyun's battle body. In addition to increasing his overall strength, Qingyun's battle body also came with a battle body skill.

"Light of life."

Can quickly recover from his own injuries.

He looked at the environment he was in now, it seemed that he was at the bottom of a cliff.

Chu Yang remembered that there was indeed a cliff near Tianjianzong.

Black water flows past him, and the surrounding trees are lush.

Chu Yang suddenly discovered that there are times in this life that are really destined, and the river in front of him is the Heishui River.

The Blackwater River spans the entire western region, and it is said that one end of it is in the center of the Eastern Continent.

I was on the Blackwater Peak when I snatched the Qingyun Battle Body before, but I didn't expect to see the Blackwater River again now.

……

"Little Yangzi, are you alright?" Inside the ring, the old man Samsara asked with concern.

"It's okay, thanks to the Qingyun War Body, but I'm afraid the other people in the sect," Chu Yang was silent for a while, and let out a deep breath.

"Don't think too much, just get out of here," said the old man of Samsara.

Chu Yang nodded, and looked at the head ring on his right hand. He knew that this was a heavy responsibility.

After looking around for a while, Chu Yang was about to follow the Heishui River.

But he found that there was a very hidden hole on the cliff in front of him.

The entrance of the cave is covered by vines, because there are no living things here for many years, and the surrounding weeds are overgrown.

If he hadn't been lucky, he probably wouldn't have found the hole.

After thinking for a while, Chu Yang picked up a stone from the bank and threw it into the cave to see if there was any danger.

After making sure that there was no movement inside, he pulled out the Dragon Sword, and the long sword surged with aura, cutting off the vines with a few strokes.

Chu Yang walked into the entrance of the cave. The light inside was a bit dark, and the space was not very large. It seemed that it was artificially made.

There is nothing in the cave, only a stone table is placed in the middle, and a very simple book is placed on the stone table.

It was already covered with dust, Chu Yang blew on the dust, and gently picked up the book.

On the yellowed cover there was only one large character written, "Forget."

"What is this? It doesn't look like a technique or a pulse technique," Chu Yang muttered to himself, but this forgotten word seemed to carry some special meaning.

He slowly turned to the first page of the book, and after reading it for a while, he realized that it was an autobiography.

Chapter 84 The Forgotten Man

"My name is Wangdaoren, I was born in a very ordinary small village in the Far West,

When I was six years old, my parents died of a serious illness. I was alone, and I climbed up the mountain not far from the village with my thin body.

There is a Taoist temple on a high mountain. The master of the temple saw me as pitiful, so he took me into his sect.

When I was fifteen, I picked up a glowing ball on the way down the mountain.

After getting the ball, it turned into a fragrant medicine pill.

I was young, and did not resist the temptation, so I ate the elixir.

Since then, my life has changed drastically.

……

After I returned to the Taoist temple, all the brothers and sisters became ignorant of me, even the temple master who took me in at the beginning didn't have the slightest impression of me.

I was thinking, am I forgotten by the world?

I left the Taoist temple and started traveling around.

Later in life, I found that things were far worse than I thought.

People not only forget me, even the things I have touched will be forgotten.

I ate a bun in front of the stall, and the stall owner couldn't remember selling my buns at all.

If I break a branch, the tree will grow another branch in a blink of an eye. It seems that even the big tree has forgotten the branch I broke off.

This forgetting becomes more pronounced with age.

I began to forget the smile, and I also began to forget the sadness.

In other words, the smile forgets me, and the sadness also forgets me.

I stabbed myself, but I didn't seem to feel the pain. I knew the pain and forgot about me.

I found that people of the same age are dying a little bit, but I am just getting older, it seems that even time is forgetting me a little bit.

Only later did I know that the bead I swallowed when I was young was called Wangchen Bead.

It is the existence that ranks fourth in the list of wonders in the world.

There are only two Wangchen beads in the world, one Yang bead and one Yin bead.

The Yangzhu was obtained by the former Emperor Wangchen, while the Yinzhu was swallowed by me.

To break the curse of Wangchenzhu forgetting, there are only two ways.

One is to collect two Yin-Yang Wangchen Beads and swallow them together. This will not only change the fate of the forgotten, but also completely grasp the Yin-Yang Dao.

Another way is to bear the destiny and ascend to the Great Emperor.

I know that my talent is low, and the Yangzhu is in the hands of Emperor Wangchen, so I have no hope.

As for carrying the destiny, it is even more absurd and deplorable.

I went to Dragon City to get ten pieces of immortality paper, and to record my life here is the only evidence that I have ever been in this world.

From then on, I will travel the entire Yuanyang Continent and die slowly in solitude and solitude. "

After reading this autobiography, Chu Yang slowly closed the book, pondered for a long time in his mind, and expressed deep sympathy for this senior's experience.

"Teacher, have you heard of Wang Dao Ren?" Chu Yang asked.

"No, it should be some strange people," the old man Samsara replied.

"Since this is the autobiography of that senior, let's put it here, and hope that more people in future generations will know about the existence of this senior," Chu Yang smiled, put the book on the stone table, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, I saw a white light emitting from the book, followed by countless words appearing in the white light.

When Chu Yang looked at these words, his pupils shrank suddenly. On the cover of the autobiography, the word "forget" suddenly flew out and rushed directly into Chu Yang's forehead.

He hurriedly sat cross-legged, comprehending the essence of this forgotten word.

……

After a long time, the book turned into powder for no reason and dissipated in the air.

But Chu Yang slowly opened his eyes, and there was actually a pulse technique hidden in this book.

"Four Ways of Forgetting Dust"

It's just a pity that there is only one of Wangchen's four formulas in this book, "Everlasting Regret."

Ordinary pulse skills are active skills, which need to be cast by the warrior himself.

And the four forms of Wangchen look more like passive skills, and they have already integrated with Chu Yang.

This eternal hatred, one of the four forms of Wangchen, is to help Chu Yang forget the pain.