The Life of the Blessed One

Bai Yan will always remember that that year in the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, he held Acacia in his hand and recalled everything about his previous life.

In the beautiful Peach Blossom Village, there is a boy who draws ghosts under the peach blossom tree every spring. The boy's facial features are hidden in the thick fog, and he can't see anything clearly, and he doesn't know his name. He uses "that person" to replace the boy.

In the previous life, it was for him that he raised his sword and committed suicide.

Words like ridiculous and stupid are not enough to describe Bai Yan's dislike of his previous life.

If we talk about this life, in addition to his goal of achieving the Dao, the other goal is to kill "that person".

In the dark, Bai Yan spied a secret - kill that person, and he will be able to achieve the Dao.

Bai Yan has never been a kind-hearted person, neither in his previous life nor in this life.

He accepted the request from the head of the 22 divisions of the previous generation to take on the big task, not to build a beautiful world where mortals and cultivators coexist peacefully, he just felt that he could find "that person" faster by borrowing this identity.

It is better to strike first, since Tiandao used the heart demon to deal with him, he would kill that person first before crossing the calamity in this life.

——For so many years, this is what Bai Yan thought about.

kill kill kill.

kill kill kill.

The accident happened too suddenly, Gui Daozi was able to get Xiang Siyu completely beyond Bai Yan's expectation, if he had known earlier, he should have killed him first, just to give evidence.

In the bedroom, Bai Yan didn't open his eyes, but his mind was already awake and spinning crazily.

Bai Yan knew that he was almost possessed, the love in his previous life was too deep and overwhelming, it made his brain ache.

But so what?

Thinking, Bai Yan opened his eyes, Jun Chufei rushed to his bedside, "Are you awake?"

The magnified face of the king was exactly the same as in the memory of the previous life, Bai Yan paused, scanned the surroundings and asked: "Where is Wei Xuanji?"

"He's gone." Jun Chu said, "The secret realm is also closed, what do you think? You've been in a coma for half a month, do you have a headache?"

Of course Bai Yan was in pain, but Wei Xuanji's thunder that contained the power of heaven struck directly on his forehead, the strength and power, if not for his advanced cultivation, might have disappeared on the spot.

Bai Yan glanced at Jun Chu who helped him to sit up, "You and Wei Xuanji have a good relationship?"

Jun Chu lowered his head, and reached out to get a pillow to put on Bai Yan's waist, "It's so-so, it's the first time we meet and we don't have much friendship."

That's good.Bai Yan curled his lips into a sneer, his right hand thrust into a sword finger, and he stabbed at Jun Chu's temple silently, as if he was about to succeed, with a pop, the fluffy soft pillow in Jun Chu's hand slipped out, and Jun Chu moved forward with the soft pillow , the sword finger poked empty space.

"The quality of your pillows is really good." The gentleman who caught the soft pillow tilted his head, saw the sword finger, and asked Bai Yan with blinking eyes, "What are you doing?"

"There are mosquitoes." Bai Yan waved his hand in the air, as if to repel mosquitoes, he said, "Is there anything to eat? I'm a little hungry."

"There's chicken soup." Junchu got up and walked out, Bai Yan's eyes sank, his hands under the quilt had just pulled Zhan Xiangsi out ten centimeters, and Junchu had already appeared in front of him with chicken soup.

Bai Yan was taken aback: ...so fast?

He looked behind Jun Birth, and there was a stove burning warmly on the right side of the bed. No wonder the whole room smelled like chicken soup. It turned out that the chicken soup had been kept warm here.

Jun Chu handed the chicken soup to Bai Yan, "You drink it first, Mo Ya is waiting for me outside."

As he walked, he told Bai Yan to drink more soup, he would come in as soon as he called out if there was anything to do—Jun Chu said these words while looking at Bai Yan, in short, he walked out the door in a backward posture .

With a creak, Jun Chu pulled Bai Yan's door shut, and the indifferent expression on his face immediately turned into a burning anxiety.

Bai Yan wanted to kill him.

Before Wei Xuanji left, Zeng smiled and asked Jun Chu, "Do you think Bai Yan wakes up and wants to kill you, or kill you, or kill you?"

Jun Chu scoffed at this, and regarded it as the envy and hatred of single dogs.

It wasn't until Bai Yan attempted to kill him twice that he realized how powerful it was.

At the gate of the courtyard, Mo Ya pleaded guilty to his senior brother, and opened the secret realm to be able to participate in the second time. He swore to the sky that he would live forever as the slave of Emei Shen Yi. The crisis of the king's debut has been resolved, and it is time for him to fulfill his promise.

Jun Chu didn't keep him, just patted his shoulder, "Shen Yi is a good girl."

Mo Yajun blushed and walked faster than a rabbit.

The gentleman lamented that he had lived in vain for more than 2000 years, and his skills in picking up girls were not as good as his junior brother.

Hearing that Bai Yan woke up, the top and bottom of Yunxiao Sword Sect and the heads of other sects went to visit one after another.

As the sun slanted to the west, Bai Yan just got a gap.

Jun Chu stood at the door of his room, looking inside.

Bai Yan leaned on the bed and asked him, "Why don't you come in?"

Jun Chu coughed twice, "What do you think of me?"

Bai Yan smiled and said, "Very good."

Jun Chu felt apprehensive and summoned up his courage, "Yesterday is over, let's start again, shall we?"

Bai Yan smiled and said, "Okay."

Junchu pointed in the direction of the yard where he lived before, "I'm going to pack my luggage, and I'll move here tonight."

Bai Yan nodded, and said with a good temper: "Of course, I grew up eating rice from your family, so I can do whatever you say."

"Then I'll go." Looking at Jun Chuyuan's back, Bai Yan pulled out Zhan Acacia, and his evil smile was reflected on the blood-red blade of the sword.

Rice is not worth much these days. Northeast pearl rice can be bought for five yuan, and it only sells for three yuan and five yuan when it is discounted in supermarkets.

Even if he had eaten rice from Jun's family for ten years, it was only 5000 yuan. After Junchu died, he would burn [-] million yuan for him, and spend it slowly as he wanted.

Bai Yan has been waiting for Junchu, from the time when the sun was setting to the moon, but Junchu never appeared.

Jun ran away.

He played Bai Yan, no, it was he who saw Bai Yan's real intention and ran away with his burden on his back.

Jun Chu, who possesses the power of heaven, is a special existence. His belongings can cover up the secrets of heaven, let alone himself.

Jun Chuhua became one of thousands of mortals and sank into the endless sea of ​​people.

However, with Bai Yan's IQ online, two arrest warrants were issued across the country and even overseas.

One is facing ordinary people, saying that Jun Chu stole the national treasure, and the reward is 500 million.

The other one is facing the monks, saying that you have stolen the treasure of the Yunxiao Sword Sect, and rewarded a hundred of various elixir, a pair of golden armor for body protection, a famous sword hidden in the sword pavilion, and the treatment of being a guest of the Yunxiao Sword Sect.

As the first disciple of Venerable Yuan Shi, Jun Chu was famous in the world of self-cultivation in the battle with Nangong Fu, but there are many brave men under the heavy reward.

"Quick, call Qi brothers."

"Fuck, is Happy Lou sister paper as important as Yunxiao Jianzong's reward?"

"Brothers, don't be afraid, as long as the comrades from Division 22 arrive, we will win."

In the narrow alley, Jun Chu was surrounded by a group of people. The power of heaven was awakened, and his spiritual power recovered quickly. In just a short time, he had been promoted from Jindan to Nascent Soul. Fortunately, there was no thunder in his promotion, otherwise Bai Yan would have Grab one.

After repelling these monks, you once again escaped into the sea of ​​people, hats and masks, ordinary people don't feel abnormal, thank you PM2.5.

But it's not a problem to hide all the time. Although the deep mountains and old forests are good, they are too far away from Baiyan... Junchu is sitting on the roof of the bar street. From this direction, you can just see the office buildings at No. 22.

A few days ago, several disciples of Medicine Sect failed to attack him, but were robbed by him instead.Hiding in an abandoned private house, he failed nineteen times, and finally made a transforming pill. Once he put it in his mouth, his appearance changed drastically, and his father would not be able to recognize him in the next life.

However, Bai Yan's cultivation base is profound, so he should be careful. When his spiritual power returns to the peak of the fusion, he will not be easily stabbed to death by Bai Yan's finger, and then talk about other things.

After eating the Transforming Pill, Jun Chu found a job as a nursery doctor in a kindergarten at the end of the 22nd street.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the door of Sun Kindergarten opened, and the children kissed their parents goodbye, and walked inside following the teacher's footsteps with their cartoon schoolbags on their backs.

"Goodbye, Mom." Little Biscuit jumped out of the car, her clever eyes shuttled among people big and small, and finally stopped on a little boy wearing orange overalls, not as tall as an adult's leg, but with an arrogant face.

Little Biscuit rushed over, "Brother Yuanyuan."

Yuan Shi slapped him on the forehead, "Big fart, call him boss."

"Yes, boss." Little Biscuit said respectfully.

Only then was Yuan Shi satisfied, hanging his eyes, still looking arrogant, "How is your grandma?"

A month ago, Little Biscuit's grandmother was in critical condition, so Little Biscuit dropped out of school and went to country M to visit her grandmother.

"Grandma is in good health." Speaking of his grandma, Little Biscuit couldn't help but sighed. He was so disobedient that he even pretended to be sick and lured him to visit her. Fortunately, the boss told him that grandma was fine, otherwise the whole family would have died. To die.

Little Biscuit grabbed her hair and looked suspicious: "Boss, why do you think adults are so concerned about face?"

A few years ago, his grandmother was tricked into going to the rural areas of country M to provide for the elderly. She felt uncomfortable, so she kept saying that she was sick. His mother took advantage of the situation and asked his grandmother to return to China to recuperate. His grandmother pretended to decline several times before returning home with them. Don't forget to continue to pretend to be sick.

The doctor said that the old man was in good health, and she was still in a hurry with the doctor, and now she hums a few times from time to time, as if she is not in good health. When Granny Zhang in the community shouted to play mahjong, she ran faster than a rabbit.

Hey, it looks like I'll have to pretend for a while.

Yuan Shi raised his eyebrows, "What do you know, you little brat, the Buddha fights for a stick of incense, and the human being lives like a skin, and the face is bigger than the sky."

Little Biscuit was unwilling to bear his ridicule, and pointed at his short figure, "Aren't you also a brat."

Yuan Shi: ...received a critical hit of [-] points.

The author has something to say: Yuan Shi: I heard that the mission of the deity is to teach fools how to marry... The problem comes, and I have never done it.