I’m Really a Villain

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However, the reality is cruel after all. He went to Emperor Lineage and Immortal Sect, and also went to many first-rate and second-rate sects, but ultimately failed due to various deficiencies.

Yue Buli remembered clearly,

It was a rainy night,

He curled up beside a big tree and wept.

"The road of martial artist is destined to not be smooth sailing," the old man's words sounded in his ears.

He raised his head slightly, that night, the old man told him a lot.

Before leaving, the old man smiled and asked him: "Want to cultivating?"

His heart seemed to be slow for a while, nodded with excitement and incredible.

The old man brought him into the sect and accepted him as Direct Disciple.

He later learned that the sect was called Heavenly Sword Sect, and his Master was the second Sect Master of Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Baiyun Sword Master!"

The Master wanted to carry the Heavenly Sword Sect forward, and at that time, his young heart also swore secretly.

"I want to make the name Heavenly Sword Sect famous throughout the land of the far east, and let those who once rejected him see how powerful they are."

Young thoughts are naive.

Maybe bring some young people's stubbornness and unwillingness.

But what is valuable is that his original aspirations have remained the same after so many years.

But after all, his aptitude is limited, and the resources of sect are also difficult to cultivate a martial artist who is too strong.

Perhaps hard work is really just the humblest way to succeed.

He can only target the Great Emperor inheritance, if he can get a copy of the Great Emperor inheritance.

So as long as he is given time, he is confident that even if he cannot compare with Emperor Lineage and Immortal Sect, he can still compete for the first-class sect.

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He slaughtered the Ren family and hunted down Ren Pingsheng. Not only did Ren Pingsheng feel sad, he was also uncomfortable inside.

People are not plants, who can be ruthless, so how can they understand feelings even when cultivating successful plants.

He has been acquainted with Ren Ping for more than ten years. He is not cold-blooded, but between his brother and sect, he chose sect.

No one will understand his pain and suffering, because he is the one who raised the blade, and everything is just him having only oneself to blame that's all.

...............

The corners of Yue Buli's eyes were a little fuzzy. If he died like this, it might be a relief.

He seems...too tired to live.

The wind whistled past in his ears, just when he thought he would be crushed to pieces.

His body suddenly lightened, as if someone vacated to catch him.

He lay in a warm embrace, Yue Buli raised his head and saw that an old man caught him.

He looked at the old man, and the old man looked at him.

The atmosphere seems a bit......ambiguous!

"Great elder, you," Yue Buli was about to say something, but when he saw great elder shook his head, replied: "Don't talk, kiss me."

cough cough, the above sentence belongs to the author!

"Don't talk, you are seriously injured now. We have invited the ancestral coffin out. Please cultivate yourself."

Hearing the words of great elder, Yue Buli was nodded, and then began to use the cultivation technique to recover his messy body little by little.

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At the side of the Sky Sword Summit, I saw several Elders in the sect ran over carrying two coffins.

One of the two coffins is black and the other is white.

The black coffin is carved with a sword pattern, while the white coffin is covered with white clouds.

"Do you have to be with me Heavenly Sword Sect irreconcilable today?" Great Elder asked, looking at Ren Pingsheng in the sky above.

"When he killed my Ren family, did he think about irreconcilable again?" Ren Pingsheng asked with a twisted face.

His demonic energy is more abundant, and almost half of the sky is covered by black fog. He is like the indifferent Demon King, standing so condescendingly, looking down at the entire Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Open the ancestral coffin," Great Elder also knew that there was no room for relaxation. Naturally, he didn't want to let the threat of Pingsheng stay outside.

If he doesn't kill Ren Pingsheng today, he wants to retaliate against Heavenly Sword Sect in the future, and the discipline of Sect doesn't even dare to take a half-step.

...............

The Elders used a special method to awaken the ancestral coffin, and saw all the disciplines of Heavenly Sword Sect bow down.

"The ancestors of the past created sect here. They cut off the enemy, shaken the night, and then people are incompetent, disturbing Sect Founder and sleeping. I hope that Sect Founder will help me through this difficulty."

Great elder stood in front of the ancestral coffin and said sadly.

He knows that every time Sect Founder is out of the coffin, it not only consumes a lot of dust and bloodstone, but also consumes several years of lifespan.

For people whose life is about to come to an end, let alone a few years, even a few seconds are precious.

As the words of great elder fell, the white ancestral coffin next to him began to tremble.

White clouds bloomed all around the ancestral coffin.

"White clouds are blooming, how sad.

Already how many years? "An old voice came from the ancestral hall.

"Master, it has been 200 years since you fell asleep," Great Elder quickly replied.

Seeing the ancestral coffin's coffin opening little by little, Yue Buli's body on the side trembled slightly.

He still remembers that rainy day, the old man took him into Heavenly Sword Sect, everything in his memory is so unforgettable.

One by one, white clouds filled the whole earth. When the white clouds spread out in front of them, everyone's heart was startled.

In the years of the Cang Dog, the clouds are soothing, it seems that the past is like a cloud of smoke.

The hostility in everyone's heart has gradually calmed down, and the world is in peace.

"Well, is this?" In the distance, there was an old discipline who was paying attention to this battle, and looked at such a vision, speechless.

"The Baiyun Sect Founder, known as the Baiyun Sword Master, is the last Sect Master of our Heavenly Sword Sect," said a discipline in a trembling voice.

The Sword Master Baiyun belongs to a figure several hundred years ago. For many disciplines, this and the others only exist in the historical records of sect.

When the daoist appeared, many people couldn't help but get excited.

The coffin board was completely opened, and only an old man in a white robe with all gray hair came out.

What an imposing manner that the old man is not at all at all, he looks very indifferent, and he feels very kind when he laughs.

He is holding a whisk in his hand, like an expert in the world, although he has been sleeping for several hundred years, his clothes are still spotless.

"If there is Baiyun Sect Founder inside this white coffin, what about the black coffin next to it?" A disciple asked suspiciously.

"Is it?" Some of the disciplines seemed to have thought of something. The two eyes were wide, and there were expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"Old Man Heavenly Sword," someone said the name in a trembling voice.

But these disciplines are not shocked, it is because the old man of Heavenly Sword has too much influence on Heavenly Sword Sect.

Whether he built this sect himself, or the Sky Sword Summit's legend about Sect Founder smashing the enemy and smashing the nameless peak with a sword, they are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The breeze blew a few weeping willows. Under the wafting willow leaves, 10000 people attracted attention, and the black coffin began to tremble.