Title: The Patriarch of Demon Dao [Rebirth]

Author: Moxiang Tongxiu

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Wei Wuxian in his previous life was reviled by thousands of people, and his reputation was borrowed.

I worked hard to protect my brothers and sisters,

The younger brother brought someone to his nest and sent him down to the ground in person.

Across the world, there is no dead body.

suppressed for several years,

Zeng Xingfeng's generation of demon masters, reborn as a...

moron.

What's more, it's a broken sleeve and a brainless person shouting and beating!

I have seen that many of you are sick, and I expect you to see me like this.

He decided to do a good job of being a mentally retarded person.

But to cultivate ghosts, not immortals, you can let you have thousands of troops, bullies of the ten directions, knights of Kyushu, flowers of Gao Ling,

Anything that is turned into a handful of soil will be brought under the banner, used by me, and driven by me!

Noble and glamorous attack × evil charm and madness

PS:

①1V1 mainly receives HE. The one who is molested is the gong, and the one who is molested is Shou. Stand firm.

②The protagonist is a relative, with his own domineering spirit Σ( ° △ °|||)!

③ The main line of this article is to blame the children, and to go crazy and pretend to be pigs and tigers every day. Don't follow the flow of revenge, refuse bitterness and hatred, but the scum of the nüè will still nüè.

④Update after 9:00pm.

Content Labels: Rebirth

Search keywords: Protagonist: Wei Wuxian (Wei Ying), Lan Wangji (Lan Zhan) ┃ Supporting roles: Demons, Demons and Monsters ┃ Others: Rebirth at full level, arrogance, pretending to be B, bloody, sick

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☆, open

"Wei Wuxian is dead. So happy!"

The Great Encirclement of Mass Burial Mounds had just ended, and before the next day, the news had spread across the entire cultivation world, even faster than the speed of the war.

For a time, whether it was a famous family or a mountain cultivator, everyone was talking about the encirclement and suppression operation that was led by the four great profound families and hundreds of families, large and small, participating in the melee.

"Patriarch Yiling is dead? Who killed it?"

"Who else could it be? His junior brother Jiang Cheng killed his relatives righteously, led the four major families of Yunmeng Jiang, Lanling Jin, Gusu Lan, and Qinghe Nie to take the lead, and took his old nest 'Burn Burial' in one pot."

"Good kill!"

"Yes, good kill! Finally, this scourge has been uprooted."

"If it wasn't for Yunmeng Jiang's adoption and cultivation of him, Wei Wuxian would have been a farmer living in the countryside all his life, how could he have made such a fuss today. The previous head of the Jiang family raised him as his own son. It's better for him to openly defect, become an enemy of the cultivation world, lose the face of the Jiang family, and cause the Jiang family to die tragically. What is an ungrateful look?

"Jiang Cheng actually made this guy arrogant for so long, and it was me. When a certain Wei defected, he didn't stab him, but directly cleaned up the door, otherwise he wouldn't let him do the crazy things that he did later. Talking about the childhood sweethearts of fellow practitioners."

"Wei Wuxian was not killed by Jiang Cheng, where did you hear the news from the hearsay? Jiang Cheng is only one of the main force in the killing. It was Wei Wuxian's own practice of sorcery who suffered backlash, was bitten and nibbled by his subordinates, and was killed alive. Crushed into powder."

"Hahahaha... Retribution! The group of ghost generals he raised are like a group of unleashed mad dogs biting people everywhere. In the end, they killed themselves, they deserved it!"

"But if this siege wasn't for Jiang Cheng's plan based on Wei Wuxian's weakness, it's hard to say whether it was successful or not. Don't forget, Wei Wuxian has something in his hands, the more than 3,000 cultivators who became famous in one night. How could the whole army be wiped out?"

"I heard it's more than three thousand, maybe five thousand."

"It's really maddening..."

"Fortunately, he destroyed the evil weapon before he died, otherwise, leaving this thing to harm the world and make it even more sinful."

"Hey... to say that this Wei Wuxian was also a very famous son of a noble family in Immortal Sect back then, so it's not that he never had good things. He became famous at a young age, what a glorious scene... Exactly how did he get to this point... "

"It can be seen that cultivation must follow the right path in the end. Following the evil way, the scenery is infinite for a while, it seems to be very great. Hey, what will happen in the end? There is no complete corpse in death."

"It's not all because of the way of cultivation. It's just that Wei Wuxian's character is too bad. People are doing it, and God is watching.

...

After death, the coffin is closed. The content of the discussion is similar, and there are occasional faint strange voices, which are immediately suppressed.

It's just that everyone has the same thought in their hearts that they didn't dare to say.

Wei Wuxian's remnant cannot be summoned. In other words, his soul could not be found.

Maybe they were eaten together when they were swallowed by ten thousand ghosts.

Maybe escaped.

If it is the former, naturally everyone will be happy.

And the Yiling Patriarch had the ability to turn the world upside down and move mountains and seas, no one doubted that.

If it is the latter, once he resets his gods and takes his body to be reborn, then the world of self-cultivation and even the entire human world will surely usher in even more frantic revenge and curses, falling into darkness and bloodshed.

One hundred and twenty towns and mountains were pressed against the top of the mass grave, and the major families began to carry out frequent soul-calling ceremonies.

The first year was peaceful and quiet.

In the second year, the wind was calm and quiet.

In the third year, the wind was calm and quiet.

...

In the tenth year, it was still peaceful.

More and more cultivators believed that perhaps, the ancestors of Yiling were really dead.

Even if he once turned his hands over the clouds and covered the rain, he will eventually become the one that was overturned one day.

No one will be enshrined on the altar forever, and legends are just legends.

It is the thirteenth year of the year.

The author has something to say: you have been waiting for a long time!

This article is really stuck, and it has been delayed for a long time because of the various situations of the three-dimensional... In short, accept the beating (hold the head)

Wei Wuxian is the master, the master is the master, don't stand against it_(:з)∠)_

It seems that the character is very bad, right? Please believe I will not make the protagonist's character too bad (.

Not the same as scumbag.

The second time posted in Jinjiang, was still so nervous that hands were shaking. Anyway, hope you all like it.

The second chapter will come later.

☆、Rebirth first

Wei Wuxian was kicked as soon as he opened his eyes.

A thunder blasted in my ear: "What are you pretending to die for?!"

He was kicked in the chest a few times and vomited blood, and then he landed on the back of his head and turned his back to the sky, thinking vaguely: Dare to kick this ancestor, he is not small.

He hadn't heard a living person speak for a long time, not to mention that he was still yelling so loudly, his head was dizzy, his ears were ringing, and he replied with a voice: "I don't even think about it, whose land do you live now? Whose rice was eaten and whose money was spent! What happened to you? It should have been mine!"

In addition to this young drake's voice, there are also clanging sounds of rummaging through boxes and cabinets and smashing the sky and the ground. His eyes gradually became clearer.

In the sight, a dim roof appeared, and a face with green eyes hanging upside down, spittle flying above him: "You dare to sue! You think I'm really afraid of you going to sue, you think this family Is there really someone who will call the shots for you?"

Two brawny men who looked like domestic servants gathered around and said, "Young master, it's all over!"

The son said, "Why so fast?" The servant said, "This shabby house doesn't have many things."

The son was very satisfied, and his index finger could not wait to poke his nose into his forehead: "If you have the guts to file a complaint, who is pretending to be dead now? It seems that whoever cares about your scraps of copper and iron, I will smash them for you. It's clean, let's see what complaint you will take in the future! It's amazing to have been to Xianmen for a few years? It's not like a lost dog was driven back!"

Wei Wuxian thought half-deadly:

I have been in the past for many years, really not pretending.

Who is this?

where is this?

When has he ever tried to take someone else's home?

This gentleman also kicked and smashed the house. He was out of breath. He swaggered out the door with two domestic servants, slammed the door shut, and ordered in a loud voice: "Watch out, don't let him come out this month to be ashamed. See now!"

When the person was far away, there was a moment of silence, and Wei Wuxian wanted to sit up.

However, the limbs did not obey and lay back again. He had to turn over, looking at the unfamiliar environment and this láng láng, and felt dizzy.

There was a bronze mirror that had been thrown to the ground. Wei Wuxian touched it and saw that a surprisingly white face appeared in the mirror. With a bright red tongue, he was a hanged ghost. He threw away the mirror, wiped his face, and wiped the white powder on his hands.

Fortunately, this body is not born with a strange appearance, but a strange taste. A big man, he actually put on rouge powder all over his face, and it was so ugly, oh, how can he bear it!

Surprised by this, he regained some strength, and he finally sat up, only to notice that there was a circular curse formation under him.

The circle was scarlet and irregular in shape. It seemed to be drawn with blood as a medium, and it was still wet and exuding a fishy smell. Some twisted and frantic spells were painted in the circle, and a little was erased by his body. The evil spirit of the graphics and words is full of yīn forests.

Wei Wuxian has been called the Supreme Demon of the Demon Dao and the Patriarch of the Demon Dao for so many years. He knew this kind of formation that was not a good thing at first glance.

He didn't take someone else's home - he was "offered" by someone!

This is an ancient forbidden technique, not so much a formation as it is a curse. The person who started the formation mutilated himself with a weapon, cut wounds on his body, drew the formation and incantations with his own blood, and then sat in the center of the formation, summoning the evil spirits who were not forgiven, and praying for the summoned evil spirits to fulfill their wishes. The price is that ròu is dedicated to evil spirits, and his soul is returned to the earth.

This is the "forbidden art of offering a house", which is the exact opposite of "seizing a house".

Due to the heavy price and grievances, few people dare to implement it. After all, few wishes are strong enough to make a living person willing to give everything he has. The examples recorded in ancient books, which are proven and reliable, have only been three or four for thousands of years. The wishes of these three or four people, without exception, are all revenge, and the evil spirits summoned have perfectly fulfilled their wishes in a cruel and bloody way.

Wei Wuxian refused to accept it.

How could he be classified as a "heinous evil spirit and evil spirit"?

Although his reputation is relatively poor, and his death is very tragic, but he doesn't do anything, and he doesn't take revenge. He dares to swear that he will never find a lonely ghost who is more peaceful than him!

The tricky thing is that once the evil spirit is invited to the body by the person who launched the formation, it is tacitly agreed that the two parties have reached a contract, and the evil spirit must fulfill its wish. Otherwise, the curse will backlash, and the possessed will destroy the primordial spirit, and they will never be reborn!

Raising his hands to check, sure enough, both wrists had several bruises. Pulling off the belt, under the black clothes, there are also traces of sharp weapons on the chest and abdomen. Although the blood from the wound had stopped, Wei Wuxian knew that this was no ordinary injury. These wounds cannot heal unless the wishes are fulfilled for the master. The longer it drags on, the worse it gets. Exceeding the time limit will make him who received this body, with his soul and soul, torn apart alive.

Wei WuXian confirmed it again and again, and said dozens of times in his heart, "That's not true!", and finally he was able to help himself up against the wall.

This room is big and big, but it is empty and shabby, and the quilt has not been changed for many days. There was a bamboo basket in the corner of the wall. It was originally used for throwing waste. It was kicked down just now, and the dirty and waste paper rolled all over the floor. Wei WuXian observed his surroundings, picked up a piece of paper, unfolded it, and saw that it was densely filled with words. He was busy collecting all the paper balls on the ground.

The words on this paper should be what the owner of this body wrote to vent when he was distressed. Some words and paragraphs are incoherent and incoherent, and anxiety and tension rush through the paper through the twisted handwriting. Wei Wuxian patiently looked at it one by one, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Lian Meng took a guess and roughly figured out some things.

It turned out that the owner of this body was named Mo Xuanyu. This place is called Mojiazhuang.

Mo Xuanyu's grandfather is a big family in the local area. The family is thin and has no children. He has worked hard for many years and only has two daughters. The names of the two women were not mentioned. Anyway, the eldest daughter was sent by the wife of the main family and was recruited by the married husband. Although the two daughters are outstanding in appearance, they are from domestic servants, so the Mo family originally planned to send her to marry off casually, but who knows that she has another adventure. At the age of sixteen, a patriarch of an immortal family passed by and fell in love with her at first sight.

People of that time worshiped immortals, and the Xuanmen family that Xiu Xian asked about was regarded by the world as someone who was favored by the heavens, mysterious and noble. The people of Mojiazhuang originally despised this kind of thing, but the sect master often helped him. , the benefits that the Mo family got are real, so the wind direction changed, the Mo family was proud of it, and everyone was extremely envious. Mo Erniang gave birth to a son, Mo Xuanyu.

However, the good times did not last long, and the owner of the house was greedy for fresh wild food, and he got tired of eating it after a few years. After Mo Xuanyu was four years old, his father never came again.

Gradually, Mojiazhuang's population changed again, the original contempt and ridicule returned, and a contemptuous pity was added.

Although Mrs. Mo was unwilling, she firmly believed that the owner of the house would not ignore her own son. Sure enough, when Mo Xuanyu was fourteen years old, the owner of the house sent someone to take him back.

Madam Mo's head was raised again, and she proudly declared that her son would be the head of Xuanmen's immortal in the future, and he would be proud of his ancestors. For the third time, the people in Mojiazhuang talked a lot, and their attitudes changed.

However, before Mo Xuanyu became a successful immortal and inherited his father's family business, he was driven back.

And was driven back extremely ugly.

Because Mo Xuanyu is a broken sleeve, he is bold enough to harass and entangle his fellow students. The scandal was exposed in public, and the cultivation base had nothing to achieve, so there was no reason for him to stay in the family.

To make matters worse, Mo Xuanyu didn't know what was the stimulus. After returning, the whole person was crazy, sometimes good and sometimes bad, and seemed to be frightened.

It's hard to say. Wei Wuxian's eyebrows twitched.

Not only a lunatic, but a broken-sleeve lunatic.

No wonder the face was painted with powder like an old man, no wonder no one thought something was wrong with such a big bloody formation on the ground.I'm afraid that even if Mo Xuanyu painted the whole house with blood, from the floor tiles to the walls to the roof, it would not be strange to others.Because everyone knows he has a sick mind!

After he returned to his hometown in despair, ridicule flooded in, and it seemed that there was no room for change.Madam Mo couldn't bear this kind of blow, so she choked to death with a sullen breath in her chest.

At this time, Grandpa Mo Xuanyu had passed away, and Mrs. Mo was in charge of the family.This Mrs. Mo had probably never seen her sister since she was a child, and even looked down upon her sister's illegitimate child.She has a single seedling, the one who came in to loot just now, named Mo Ziyuan.When Mo Xuanyu was picked up by his father, Mrs. Mo was greedy, and she felt that she could be related to Xianmen no matter what, and hoped that the emissary of Xianmen who came to pick him up would take Mo Ziyuan to immortality as well.

Of course, it was rejected, or rather ignored.