Mozun wants to retire every day

The mountain is silent, except for the sun and moon rising and setting, there is no other movement to be seen.

You Yi sat on the cliff with one leg propped up, watching the ups and downs of the sun and the moon expressionlessly.Since the day of his rebirth, he has been sitting here, like a statue, watching the sun and the moon.

It wasn't because he was obsessed with the scenery, he just didn't want to move.

I don't know how many people in this world have been resurrected from the dead, and I don't know what those people who were reborn thought.

Anyway, You Yi now only finds this matter very...annoying.

That's right, annoying.

Originally, the person who was reborn should not be him, but the master of this body - the Taoist companion of the white-haired Taoist who raised his soul for a hundred years.

However, I don't know what went wrong. When the Taoist summoned his soul, he attracted his remnant soul, so he made a wrong step, and the reborn person became the big devil You Yi...

Of course, if it's just this point, You Yi wouldn't be so annoying, after all, he was a big devil who ruled the world for more than three hundred years, how could he blame himself and be ashamed because he robbed others of the chance to be reborn?

What annoys him is that although he was resurrected from the dead, he used someone else's body, so the consciousness in charge of memory was not recruited at the same time, and all the memories were in chaos.I generally know who I am, what I have done, and who I know, but the specific details are very vague.This feeling is very confusing.

It is better to continue to die than to live like this!

This situation lasted for three days, when the sun rose from the opposite mountain for the fourth time, You Yi moved.

He stood up with stiff limbs, stretched his waist in an extremely unsightly way, and looked at the black-clothed Taoist in front of him with some scrutiny.

The Taoist in black came to look for him in the faint morning light.

You Yi thought, it should be that this person found out that he was not around after he finished his treatment, so he came out to look for it.Maybe he was a little flustered, the color of the hem of his Taoist robe was a little darker than that of his upper body, it must have been accidentally wetted by the morning fog in the mountains.

Seeing that the person was safe and sound, the Taoist felt relieved, pursed his lips and smiled, and called out in a low voice, "Alaan."

You Yi looked at him, his fascination was taken away by that face, and he didn't respond for a while.He is obviously dressed in a simple black Taoist robe, and his white hair is only tied up with a wooden hairpin, but his whole person seems to have melted into all the gorgeous colors in the world, making it hard to move his eyes when he sees it.This is a very contradictory perception, like a delicate flower in full bloom in a plain ink painting.

You Yi felt that he had never seen such a good-looking person, but many images suddenly flashed in his mind.

In the monstrous fire of karma, there is him; in front of ten thousand bright lamps, under the seat of the Buddhas, there is him; swords flow like rain, and once you specify the universe, there is him...

Or thrilling, or mysterious, or quiet...even charming.

The two are entangled together, the background is obscure, and the other person can't see clearly, but the appearance of this Taoist is very clear.

The gorgeous colors in the world, shed the plain Taoist robe on the surface, and was enjoying the joy of the clouds and rain.

You Yi suddenly raised his eyebrows and moved his eyes away.Pressing the beating temples with his fingers, it took a long time to recover.

It's not his memory...

Sure enough, the matter of being resurrected from the dead is very annoying, not to mention losing one's own memory, but also incorporating other people's memories.

If the two are combined into one, should he be You Yi or this Taoist's companion, Lazy?

You Yi frowned, and there was a hostility in his eyes for no reason.

Seeing his strange expression, the Taoist asked, "What's the matter?"

You Yi shook his head, his memory is too confused now, and the thought just now made him a little panicked, so he didn't answer.

The Taoist didn't ask any further questions, but just held his hand and said, "Then go back, the mountain dew is heavy, you have no spiritual power now, be careful that the cold dew will hurt your body."

Lost spiritual power?

You Yi was stunned. In the past three days after his rebirth, he hadn't gotten acquainted with this body properly.

Hearing what the Taoist said, he immediately concentrated his energy to investigate...

Limbs and limbs are empty.

You Yi glanced at the Taoist, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he swung the Taoist's hand away and plunged headfirst off the cliff.

Not alive anymore!

You Yi, relying on his strong cultivation, has been the Lord of the Demon Realm for 300 years, and he has done many evil things that both people and gods hate. Taoist monks wish to cut him into pieces. Others killed him, and he died first, and those people in the Taoist sect probably held back their anger.

Now that he has come back from the dead but has no cultivation, if people know that he is You Yi, I don't know how to torture him. Instead of doing this, it would be easier to die by himself.

"Bullshit!"

When You Yi fell halfway, he was caught by someone. The Taoist hugged him and walked against the wind, like walking on flat ground.

Such cultivation...

You Yi grabbed the Taoist's shoulders and forgot to resist for a while.It's really pissing people off.After nearly a hundred years of death, I don't know how many immortals and saints have appeared in this world.

The Taoist looked down at him, and said in a reprimanded tone, "Don't do this next time."

The Taoist carried him back to the small garden in the mountain.This courtyard is elegantly built, the courtyard is not small, there is a rockery pool between the pavilions and corridors, and lotus flowers are planted in the pool. It is summer, and the lotus flowers are graceful and blooming very well.In addition, there are many peach trees planted in the courtyard, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and they grow quite well. Unfortunately, after the season, there are no flowers and no fruits.This arrangement is quite similar to the style of Chu Nan area.

Thinking of Chu Nan, You Yi felt a little sad.

He broke free from the Taoist's embrace, headed into his room, and lay down on the bed.

Chaos!

A thousand threads, a mess.

"Ah Lazy..." Outside the door, the Taoist in black seemed to have something to say.You Yi didn't respond, the Taoist was quite helpless, and left after standing for a while.

You Yi lay on the bed, and when the Taoist in black walked away, a carp stood up straight.

Looking at the sharp gravel in the palm of his hand, he ruthlessly swiped at his own palm.

The rough stone front scratched the palm, and blood gushed out from the open palm.

Using blood as ink, You Yi drew a formation on the ground.After a while, the formation took shape, it was a small spirit cultivation formation.

You Yi stood at the eye of the formation, and pressed his bleeding palm onto it.The blood all over his body seemed to be summoned, and spread along the dried up mark, dyeing the dried up formation into blood red.

As the color of the formation deepened, the evil spirit in the house became more and more, a small world, as cold as a hell, seemed to have countless resentful spirits gushing out from the formation.The seat decorations in the room shook uncomfortably.

You Yi's eyes lit up.Seeing that the formation was about to take shape, he immediately withdrew his hand.

If he continued, he was afraid of being discovered by that Taoist.

Although the Taoist used the spirit-gathering formation commonly used by evil cultivators to nourish his soul, and he was probably not an orthodox supporter of Taoism, but this does not mean that this person can tolerate a thoroughly evil cultivator crowding out his own way. couple's body.Even if this is not the evil cultivator's wish.

The thing in the front of the formation seemed unwilling for him to leave, and unexpectedly gave birth to an invisible hand, hugged You Yi's wrist, and rubbed it lightly, like a child begging for milk.

You Yi's expression turned cold, he was really bullied by dogs, even the unformed spirit dared to tempt him.He slapped that spirit hard and withdrew his hand.After the blood supply was cut off, the formation marks on the ground gradually became lighter and disappeared after a while.

The house returned to normal in an instant.

You Yi lowered his bloody palm and smiled in satisfaction.Since the demon king Chiyou conferred the gods, Gonggong broke the Jade Emperor Tower, and the road leading to the sky is absolutely impossible. There is still a reason why evil cultivators have never disappeared for thousands of years.

To revise the way, you need fairy fate, you need talent, you need to accumulate the clear energy of the world and turn it into your own spiritual power, and you need to go through all kinds of hardships before you can prove the way.But it is not necessary to practice sorcery, as long as one has extreme desire and dares to risk one's life, one can become a demon.

So what if there is no fairy fate, so what if there is no cultivation base, to support the formation with life, the formation spirit is still willing to be used by him, to tear the soul into a talisman, the power is not inferior to the talisman drawn by a real person!

Of course, cultivating sorcery is fatal.After all, there are records in the Daoist sect that the Demon Venerable, who became a saint from a demon a hundred years ago, was also eaten back by his own formation and died.

Even if he was revived by chance, he could only squat in the small room aggrieved, drawing the spirit cultivation array commonly used by little evil cultivators as a support.When it was over, I was afraid of being discovered by others, so I wiped it out.

Hey, living like this...what's the point.You Yi lay back on the bed.It was a bit of a struggle to nourish the spirit with blood without any spiritual power. After making a semi-finished product, he was a little tired, and fell asleep with his eyes closed after a while.

At the other end of the small courtyard, Yulou, who hadn't gone far, looked at his palm that had been cut suddenly, and couldn't help shaking his head, looking at the room where You Yi was, seemingly helpless.

You Yi didn't know how long he slept, but when he woke up, it was already dark.Two candles were lit inside the room, the lights were dim and ambiguous.

You Yi looked at the Taoist beside the bed.He was holding on to his scratched hand, using a silver needle to pick open the scabbed blood scar, and pick out the gravel in the flesh.

"How did it hurt?" The Taoist raised his eyes and looked at him, and asked softly, his tone was a bit of a questioning one, but more of a distressed one.

You Yi looked down at his hand, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by the other hand.He said casually: "I was scratched by gravel when I fell off the cliff, I don't know, I only saw it when I came back."

The hands of the person in front of him are lukewarm, like suet warm jade, very white, with slender fingers and well-defined joints.As good-looking as he is.

I don't know whether he believes it or not, but it doesn't matter to You Yi whether he believes it or not.

"Why didn't you call me earlier?" The Taoist still stared at the wound, changed to a sharp knife, picked up the flesh from You Yi's palm, and threw it deep.There was a small stone embedded in the flesh and had to be picked out.

"Hiss..." You Yi gasped as the tip of the knife sank into the meat.

This knife cleanly picked out small stones, but after all, the flesh was involved, no matter how gentle it was, it still hurt.

The Taoist put away the knife and looked at You Yi.

You Yi felt that he was being cowardly and ashamed, so he turned his head away, ashamed to see others.

"Does it hurt?"

With cold sweat on his head, You Yi said stiffly, "It doesn't hurt."

The Taoist looked at You Yi's trembling fingertips and sighed.He lowered his head, kissed Youyi's palm lightly, and then wrapped it with gauze.

You Yi was stunned, a tingling feeling rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his whole body floated.

Just because of an insignificant kiss on the palm of your hand.

After treating his wound, the Taoist packed up his things and left.You Yi looked at the gauze in his hand and was stunned for a long time.

After a while, You Yi patted his head with his uninjured hand, and cursed: "□□Xunxin!"