*[The full text is only 3.77, I hope adults will support the genuine version]
When Lin Yihe was young, he picked up a child from Tianyan Sect and brought him back to the sect. He raised him with great care and passed on his sword-making skills to him. Everyone knew that he loved this little junior brother the most.
In the thirty-fifth year of Tianjia, Lin Yihe killed his junior brother who was accused of killing his master and his friends in the cold prison of Linxiantai. When everyone went to check, there was no body.
In the thirty-seventh year of Tianjia, Lin Yihe died suddenly. In September of the same year, Demon Lord Yan Zhixuan was born and established the White Deer Gate. He personally built the soul summoning platform and the forbidden tower, and ordered his disciples not to use swords.
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Lin Yihe died unexpectedly, but a hundred years later he was reborn as a little waste in the foundation-building period. Not only did he forget the sword he owed, but he also forgot who he was. He was taken to the Demon Cult to work as a coolie to help the leader forge swords.
Not to mention doing hard work, you will die if the sword is made well, and if the sword is not made well, you will die.
Lin Yihe: Let's screw it up... Whoever wants to live will live
Life in the sect was difficult, so Lin Yihe made a good friend, a guard, but this person was a fan of the demon lord Yan Zhixuan and could not hear a bad word about Yan Zhixuan.
Lin Yihe: He wears a cat mask every day, he must look like Yama Yaksha!
Yan Zhixuan, who was recognized as a guard, quietly turned around and looked in the mirror. The person in the mirror had picturesque features.
Lin Yihe: How many taels of silver did he give you after you worked for him for decades? ! It's really the reincarnation of an iron rooster, never plucking a hair.
Yan Zhixuan, who was determined to imprison the guard's waistcoat, deliberately left the money bag in the palace:...
Lin Yihe: If my senior brother Bai Yueguang turns into black moonlight, according to Yan Zhixuan's character, if this person survives, he will be cut to pieces...
Yan Zhixuan silently looked at the lost and recovered Black Moonlight Ben Hei beside him. Well, he was alive and kicking, and he had not been cut to pieces by a thousand knives.
Just when Yan Zhixuan thought he could get along with his senior brother like this forever, Lin Yihe, who had recovered his memory, pretended to mention it casually and asked him with a smile: "Do you have a map? Nothing else, I want to visit the scenery of the Demon Sect."
On the day the sword was cast, Lin Yihe took the fake map Yan Zhixuan gave him and fled in a hurry to save his life.
Lin Yihe ran away, but failed. As soon as he went out, he was surrounded by a group of demon cultists.
Lin Yihe looked at the visitor with concern: "Do you really want me to repay this debt with my sword?"
The little guard in the middle of the crowd was sitting on a horse, with an aloof and cold temperament: "I want you to resist him with your body."
Lin Yihe: "...?"
The cabbage that I worked so hard to raise actually wants to fuck me?
Buddhist Lazy Forger Attack
Purpose: Don't internalize the setbacks and difficulties in life, face them bravely and welcome a new tomorrow.
