Yaogu

Meng Jingyi stole the wine pot and the banknotes from the dead man's arms. The old beggar told him before he died that there are some things that cannot be stolen. He didn't listen. Because he dreams of becoming a legend. But he didn't know that he was a legend in his previous life. Various sects raised him from an early age, taught him cultivation, and taught him how to kill people, but they didn't teach him what fear, pain, or regret meant. A knife requires no emotion. Later, the knife became dull and worn out, so Zhengdao threw him away. Only then did he see clearly - those wearing Taoist robes were not necessarily cleaner than those from the Demon Sect. So he went to the Demon Gate. Twelve chiefs, ranked first. No feelings, no flaws, no rivals. Zhengdao surrounded and suppressed him for three whole years. In the end, he died in the hands of everyone in the world. When I died, there was no hatred, no fear, and I didn't even feel the pain. In this life, he was lying in the mud, and the old beggar taught him what to do and what not to do - this was the first time in his two lives that someone had said such things to him. But the old beggar couldn't change what was carved on the bones. The higher he went, the brighter the bones from his previous life became. This time he didn't want to make a knife, nor did he want to be a demon. He wanted to create a legend that no one would dare to forget. Book alias: "Jing Yi: The Devil in the Past Life and the Thief in the Present Life"