Master Always Wants to Force Me to Kill Him and Attain Enlightenment.

Shuangjie Dual rebirth perspective: Attacking the rebirth and breaking the situation vs. Suffering from the confusion of ten reincarnation memories, two lines unfolding Unorthodox text: Xiao Jin's daily life after rebirth: ? Hang upside down on a thousand-year-old pine, thinking about life ? The master bastard who used urine to paint on the snow was caught on the spot ? The red tiger-headed fat man from the whole sect of society is top-notch since his debut ? Add ten pounds of Coptis chinensis to Master's tea→Chu Zhao said without changing his expression: "Clear heat and reduce fire." ? Using dog blood to draw a magic array in the bedroom → The demon cultivator knelt in the array and cried: "How come you, meow, are better than me?" ? Find out that Master's secret room is filled with my avatars? ! Chu Zhao: Rebellious disciple, please listen to my explanation... Xiao Jin (carrying up a 40-meter sword): Explanation is a cover-up! Wedding ceremony tonight! Small theater: "Master, I'm tired of being a disciple. From today on, I want to be a master's wife!" Xiao Jin pressed Chu Zhao in front of the portrait in the secret room, holding in his hand the mandarin duck handkerchief embroidered with "birth a precious son soon". Chu Zhao held out the Xuan Bing Sword with a cold face: "Evil disciple..." "I will teach you how to cultivate your mind today!" Xiao Jin picked up the Immortal Lord and went straight to Tingzhu Garden. …………………………………………………………………………… Text text: ——The ember of reincarnation will never be extinguished in the tenth life, and the heart will be revealed under the ruthless sword Xiao Jin, the Holy Son of Demonic Dao, who was reborn as twelve years old, returned with the memory of being pierced through the heart by his master's sword. "When my cultivation is complete, I will pay with your blood." The young man clutched the blood-stained sword spike and said fiercely. Until the full moon night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the evil energy and strong alcohol burned through his reason, he pressed the cold and snow-covered master under him, listening to the crisp sound of the soul chain on the bed. "Master has been cultivating the ruthless way for three hundred years, but do you know what it's like to be like this?" He pinched the white neck with his blood-stained fingertips. The nine golden patterns on Chu Zhao's back were spreading crazily. They were the seals of heaven's punishment left by ten reincarnations. "The so-called ruthless way is just a lie about loving you deeply." In a secret room covered with portraits on the four walls, Chu Zhao's fingertips gently touched the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting. His movements were as gentle as if he were stroking the most precious treasure in the world. "There is one last life left..." He sighed in a hoarse voice, "I will let you live this time." After ten reincarnations, he has the memory of Xiao Jin dying under his own Frost Sword in each of his previous nine lives. In this last life, the snow on the top of Cangming Mountain was still cold, but the Immortal Lord Chu Zhao who once tore out his heart became the gentle master who protected him in Tingzhuyuan. The man in white disappeared with a smile in the heavy snow: "Ah Jin, this time it is you who holds the sword. I will teach you how to kill me with your own hands." Intention: the light of the right path