So What If You've Been Reborn?

Zhongyuan, Taimiao sacrifices.

The bells and drums kept ringing.

The streets of the capital are filled with the strong smell of incense and candles. People carry baskets and take horse-drawn carriages to the outskirts of the city to burn paper offerings for their ancestors. This day is not suitable for joking, drinking or buying goods. The shops in Dongxi Market are deserted. Some simply closed down.

The Habayashi Army with a solemn face, surrounded by a large group of people, filed out from the Taimiao, and then turned to the inner city.

The monks from Dabaoguo Temple followed in the procession, knocking wooden fish and chanting scriptures, their linen robes were spotless.

In the distant eaves, Chen He pressed down the bamboo hat he was wearing on his head, and glanced at the mighty team without any trace.

Although he used a special method to leave Yazhou, Chen He was still careful everywhere, trying not to reveal his true face, after all, blindfolding was useless for people with advanced cultivation.

"Have you seen the national teacher?" A person standing beside Chen He asked in a low voice.

This guy had a hooked nose, looked very fierce, and also wore a felt hat on his head.

There are still five or six people dressed like this, standing scattered among the crowd.

A few days ago, someone in Yazhou quietly recruited casual cultivators and offered generous rewards. The price was to go to the capital to make trouble—and kidnap the new national teacher who was replaced only this year.

The requirement is at least a high-level Jindan period, and Chen He just stepped on this threshold.

The capital city, the site of Lord Huanjian, the place where Ji Hong once made waves.

Chen He was thinking about it, and then he heard that the employer who made the bid provided a car pulled by a Chidian Jun, which can travel thousands of miles a day, can arrive at the capital in the shortest time, and can escape quickly, absolutely guaranteeing safety.

In the coastal area of ​​Yazhou, Sanxiu was already a fierce and fierce person, who was struggling, or who was avoiding enemies like Chen He, and his heart was moved immediately.

Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, even if this trip is a trap, Chen He still wants to break through.

The most important thing is that the capital is close to Yuzhou, and there is also Zhan Yuanqiu in the capital who was also designed by Ji Hong!It doesn't matter whether it's the gods in the sky or the way of heaven itself who is behind the scenes, Chen Ho is determined to dig out more clues.

"Valentine Huanjian is dead, and the person who is now serving as the national teacher is probably Xiang Wanchun's confidant."

"That's right, maybe the person who hired us this trip just wanted to dig something out of this confidant's mouth." The hooked-nosed monk raised his head pretending to be profound, and snorted coldly, "Other demons Your lord, the dignified elders of the Righteous Sect, and even the Venerable Sky Splitter who conspired with Xiang Wanchun to kill Huanjian—these people may be our employers, who knows?"

Yazhou is located in a remote place, so I traveled thousands of miles to find monks to work there. The employer obviously wanted to clear his suspicions, so his subordinates could not call him.

The disadvantages of doing this are also obvious. The highest strength of casual cultivators that can be found is only at the Nascent Soul stage, and there is no way to deal with stronger characters.

Regarding this point, when Chen He came, the information sent by the other party's Zhihe Biography was also very clear-the newly appointed national teacher is the top-ranking Golden Core Stage who is about to transform into a baby, and this group of people can easily deal with it now .

"Everyone, be careful." Someone said it politely, but the hooked nose was not in such a good mood. He glanced around viciously and threatened, "The promised reward this time includes the medicinal materials that I urgently need, and I have paid thousands of miles for this." Take the risk to run this trip, if anyone spoils my good deed, don't blame me for being ungrateful."

Chen He waited for a few Golden Core stages without saying a word.

The pool of water in the capital is too deep, and it is a wise choice to run away decisively after finishing this vote, and things will change later.

"No high-level monks were found. It seems that the demon forces in the capital are still focusing on internal fighting and have no interest in mortals. Xiang Wanchun didn't bother to come here. This is a great opportunity for us."

"Very good, now! Let's pretend to be assassins, and you three will guard the intersection, and you will deal with the bald donkeys in Dabaoguo Temple!"

Chen He was assigned the most difficult task, and no one wanted to expose his skills too much to avoid being traced afterwards.

Ordinary people can't understand it and can't remember it clearly. Dabaoguo Temple is a small orthodox sect anyway, and it really takes a lot of effort to fool it.

After being so obviously tricked, Chen He was not impatient.

His real purpose was just to hitch a ride to get rid of Yuanlou's pursuit. Now Chen Heda can watch the show leisurely: Venerable Huanjian faked his death. It's really uncertain what the identity of this new national teacher is.Hooked Nose and the others were about to kick the iron plate, and their heads were bleeding.

The sound of Jin Ling, Qingyue's magic weapon, is getting closer and closer.

The state teacher's carriage is also very obvious, with a silver top and vermilion wheels, with necklaces and pendant beads hanging around the top, which seems to be the preference of the Huanjian Venerable - it is said that the regulation of the state teacher's carriage has always been like this.

Only the back seat side of the car is solid, and the other three sides are covered with semi-thin and floating white curtains.

Dozens of young men and women holding incense burners and dust whisks followed solemnly near the carriage.

Cigarettes are lingering around, covering the ink and wash patterns of fairy mountains and islands painted on the curtains into nothingness. Looking into the carriage through the curtains, I can only vaguely see a figure in a cumbersome and well-dressed figure with a crown and a belt, which is not real at all. .

In the folk teahouses, there are countless storybooks of romances from the founding of the dynasty. Those generals, those beauties in troubled times, and those life and death farewells, let people listen with gusto. Among them, the long-lasting stories have the wisdom of the national teacher to distinguish demons, and they are resourceful. of various deeds.

Therefore, when several emperors later wanted to ban the noble and useless title of the imperial court, they all had some headaches.

One is the family law of the ancestors, and the other is the hearts of the people.

No matter how obtrusive the state teacher is, it is better than those foreign relatives and strong ministers who play tricks.

"The past dynasties" national teachers are also very cunning, back down when it is time to retreat, die decisively when it is time to die, and never hesitate when it is time to fool, this is why this high-ranking status still exists after 300 years.

This year's Shangyuan Festival, "National Teacher died suddenly", there was a heavy rain in winter, and black clouds appeared in the sky two months later, which really made many people panic.Out of habit, they all lowered their bodies respectfully and kowtowed to the carriage, which was more devout than kneeling down to dignitaries and courtiers.

The people in Baishan Academy and Dabaoguo Temple are not in a good mood.

In the past, the national teacher was Venerable Huanjian. Of course they dared not say a word, but the predecessors planted trees and the descendants took advantage of the shade. People in the capital have become accustomed to respecting the status of the national teacher, even if the new national teacher did not show up at all. People only know that in the 300 years of this dynasty, there has not been a bad-hearted national teacher.

"Go!"

The hooked nose let out a low snort, and the figure suddenly split into four parts.

Chen He also seemed to stop in front of the group of monks. The Buddhist monks who were knocking on the wooden fish looked up and found that Chen He had no intention of doing anything, so they also pretended to be calm.

"There's an assassin!" A master rushed forward with a punch, and Chen He couldn't get it even if he stood still.

So the rabbits rose and the cranes fell, they were all flower stands that looked better than a show, and the two of them coincidentally fought while looking at the direction of the carriage.

The hanging curtain was torn from it, and a sharp golden light burst out, hitting directly on the weapon taken out from the hooked nose, only to hear clangs, the meticulously refined weapon had been torn off two layers of talismans, and above it was Cracks appeared.

Hooked Nose cursed angrily.

At the same time, the monks of Dabaoguo Temple also opened their eyes in astonishment.

"It's you." Chen He recognized the sword used by the "National Teacher".

Such steady and accurate swordsmanship is mixed with Geng Jin's flying sword——

The necklaces were scattered, the beads rolled all over the ground, the horses leading the cart were frightened, the shaft of the cart was cut in two by someone with a sword, followed by the people inside the cart, a dazzling curtain of light blocked the view from top to bottom of the cart. Second attack.

The shattered white mantle fluttered down, and the long hem and sleeves of the purple robe embroidered with talismans were rolled up without wind, holding a sharp sword, and a tall crown and belt, with a magnificent and extraordinary bearing.

If this is not Zhan Yuanqiu, who is it?

Chen He: ...

After much thought and thought, he never expected that Venerable Huanjian accepted his young apprentice and threw him out to serve him as a replacement!

As the saying goes, Buddha needs gold clothes and people need clothes. Zhan Yuanqiu used to look like a good man in a troubled world with extraordinary temperament, but now he puts on such a gorgeous clothes and crown, it seems that he has become a god who has attained enlightenment in an instant. Not stained with dust.

Chen He turned his head silently.

This kind of apprentice who was abducted by a crab, is really not cheating!

According to the concept of the monks in the East China Sea, the value of apprentices of this quality is so high that the monks' heart tightens and they can't breathe!Not even a penny was spent!

Chen Ho was still holding back his laughter, but swords were already on the verge of breaking out.

"National Division?"

Zhan Yuanqiu frowned slightly: "Of course."

Zhan Yuanqiu glanced around and probably guessed a few attackers, and there was another one who was pretending to be fighting with a monk from Dabaoguo Temple. Although his face was hidden, his casual appearance was somewhat familiar. — Zhan Yuanqiu was shocked, isn't this Chen He who is said to have been missing for a long time?

"Who are you waiting for?"

Zhan Yuanqiu relied on himself alone to reach the point where he was about to be promoted to the Nascent Soul stage. In essence, he was still poor and useless. Now that he has received many benefits from Venerable Huanjian, there is no reason why his strength should not be doubled. The loose students kicked out.

Seeing that he couldn't fight for a long time, the eagle hooked nose was annoyed in his heart, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. With a whistling sound, he rushed forward with fierce sword skills.

"Take it!"

Hooked Nose and another casual cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, without hesitating to be injured, forcibly knocked down the sword in Zhan Yuanqiu's hand, and was about to drag Zhan Yuanqiu away. When Chen Ho was hesitating whether to go to help quietly, he suddenly felt a tightness in his back. It seemed that someone strangled his shoulders, gently pressed his mouth and nose with his palms, and pulled him out of the chaotic crowd.

Chen He instinctively wanted to struggle, but after feeling the familiar aura, his stretched arms immediately relaxed, and he was taken away without any resistance.

The grand master who was watching the excitement while fighting was stunned for a moment when his opponent disappeared.

He touched his bald head and looked around, but he couldn't find Chen He. The master simply took the opportunity to hide beside him, and only yelled without stopping: "Catch the assassin! Save the national teacher!"

Zhan Yuanqiu knocked another person over with his bare hands, but the hooked nose hit the back of his neck hard and fell to the ground.

Chen He watched helplessly as the group of monks from Yazhou kidnapped Zhan Yuanqiu and fled quickly. There was no one looking for the "lost"

His.

"Brother."

"En." The person behind Chen He responded in a low voice.

"What about Zhan Yuanqiu? Let him be taken away like this?"

"...you just want to tell me this?"