So What If You've Been Reborn?

Shi Feng is not actually retreating.

He just needs to think alone and try his best to recall that night in Daxue Mountain many years ago.

——His father led the Aggregation faction to chase after him. The sky was full of wind and snow, making it difficult to tell the direction, and the snow was enough to cover him.Shi Feng couldn't get rid of those pursuers.

This is the cold winter in Daxue Mountain. Halfway up the mountain, it is difficult to see even a single animal, and it is frozen for thousands of miles.

He let the wound be frozen, and the faint bloody smell has long been blown away by the wind. Even so, the tight murderous aura still lingers in his heart, and the blood is churning, like a hand cruelly reaching into the chest cavity Keep stirring.

The heart twitched, and the sudden beating of the pulse sent the sharp pain like a knife to all the limbs.

It is the feeling closest to death, and it is also a kind of unspeakable despair.

At that time, Shi Feng had practiced for nearly three hundred years, and his talent was rare even in the Beixuan School. His fellow disciples were even worried about his master, Nan Hongzi, and half-jokingly said every day, "If you ascended earlier than your master, , what should be done."

In Shi Feng's life, apart from being the youngest son of the Shi family in Wucheng, when he was seriously ill and could not be taken seriously, Shi Feng had already been taught a kind of self-confidence from the bottom of his heart by Nan Hongzi and Beixuan sect.He has this qualification and this ability, a Mahayana monk who is less than three hundred years old...

Even when faced with the precarious situation of the Beixuan faction before, even when he could only choose to kill Nan Hongzi and break out, Shi Feng never felt such hatred.

It turns out that there is something that no matter how high one cultivates or what kind of person one becomes, one cannot get rid of it.

"You can't escape!"

"The House of Cultivation of the Aggregation Clan, as soon as a child is born, the blood is held by the relatives. You are born as a member of the Le family, and you will die as the soul of the Le family. This is a brand that you will never get rid of! If you don't obey your grandfather and father The order, only life is worse than death."

In the sound of wind and snow, that arrogant and angry roar seemed to be approaching again.

——They really caught up accurately.

"How long can you endure this pain by relying on your true essence? Ten days, half a year, or forever?"

The sarcastic laughter came from his elder brother, Le Cang.

Even now that Shi Feng thinks back, the malice in that laughter can also disturb his mind.

"Brother..."

Suddenly a soft calling came from his ear, Shi Feng frowned, and the menacing aura around him disappeared instantly.

Shi Feng slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of blood faded from his eyes.

Chen Ho looked a little startled, and called again cautiously: "Senior brother?"

"I'm fine." Shi Feng said lightly.

There is nothing in this quiet room, no windows, no decorations, not even a talisman.

At this moment, when the night was quiet and the hours were changing, when Chen Ho opened the door and came in, there was not even a single person outside the porch—it stands to reason that the Mozun’s retreat is a very extraordinary thing, not to mention the secret room, at least it must be closed. There is a trap defense formation, and more than a dozen masters are guarded outside the formation.It's just that Shi Feng doesn't need these, and he doesn't trust his so-called subordinates either.

Of course there are stupid people who send the dead ghost to try, but the result can be imagined.

When Shi Feng entered samadhi, the true energy filled with the aura of nirvana filled the whole room, not to mention pushing the door, half of the arm of the guy who pressed his hand on the door was crippled, and when he escaped screaming, all the demon cultivators rushed Come and watch him fall to the ground, his face distorted, and he dies. Half a quarter of an hour later, his body looks like a wreck in the desert, shriveled and shriveled.

Everyone shivered, not to mention the door, no one was willing to step into the entire courtyard.

Chen He was happy and relaxed. The Beixuan School of the same source only made him feel cold all over his body, and he was extremely uncomfortable when he opened the door, as if someone had poured ice water on his head in the severe winter.

But after entering the door, Chen He didn't dare to get closer.

It's not because he's afraid of Shi Feng, but because he's worried about alarming Shi Feng. The senior brother looks like he's in meditation.

"Brother, what do you remember?" Chen He took a few steps closer when he saw Shi Feng's answer.

Shi Feng was silent for a while, then shook his head.

Before his junior brother said the name of "Wan Jie Wu Xiang Yi Ming Yuan Gong", Shi Feng always thought that the reason why the martial arts became weird was because he wanted to abandon all the blood flowing on his body, the shackles brought by this layer of natural blood.

What the members of the Gathering Pai Le family said was right, he couldn't escape, as long as he was still Shi Feng, he would be forever affected by the blood brand.

Le Cang said maliciously: "Unless your blood is drained, you are just a dead person, and your soul can escape the torture of the soul refining technique?"

After Shi Feng heard it through the sound of the wind and snow, he couldn't be more indifferent and thought: He won't die, and he doesn't need to bleed. He just needs to kill all of you, isn't it?

"Brother!"

Shi Feng woke up again, feeling a little dazed, and couldn't help rubbing his brows with his hands.

Chen He spontaneously moved behind Shi Feng, and stretched out his hands to press the sides of Shi Feng's forehead covered in cold sweat.

The true energy was slowly poured in with the movements, and the warmth penetrated, but before it reached Shi Feng's meridians, it disappeared into nothingness.

"No need." Shi Feng held Chen Ho's hand, preventing his junior brother from wasting his real energy.

"The matter has not reached the point where it cannot be resolved."

Chen He opened his eyes wide, and said to Shi Feng plausibly, "Senior brother, I don't think your kung fu is worse than me messing with the Heavenly Dao and calling people to kill me."

"What stupid words?" Shi Feng glared at Chen He, "It's not the same thing."

"I think it is." Chen He muttered dissatisfiedly, "Brother, you are just a little strange to use your real energy, which makes people scared. It doesn't affect anything else. Senior brother has never been enchanted, and he will not reject you on the way to ascension. Even if you can't figure it out , Wait until you ascend to find the seniors of the Beixuan Sect, don’t you understand?”

Shi Feng stared at him intently, and finally sighed after a long time: "You're right."

Chen He became happy when he heard this.

In fact, after he finished what Ji Changge said that day, Chen Ho regretted it when he saw that Shi Feng turned around and went to retreat without saying a word.

It's just a skill name, what's the use of knowing it, Shi Feng still doesn't know what to do next.

Most of the demonic obstacles in the world are invisible and unpredictable. In order to create their own skills, there have never been many monks who have become obsessed with demons. Chen He worried that Shi Feng would also be in danger.

Furthermore, the change in the nature of Shi Feng's kung fu originated from an unspeakable tragedy. No matter who recalls it, they can only feel pain.

"Brother, don't you want it anymore?" Chen He really didn't want to see Shi Feng show that kind of lifeless anger mixed with despair and killing intent, just like the bloody redness fading from his eyes, but it has always been there scars.

"Ah."

Shi Feng got up and touched Chen Ho's forehead.

"In this world, the most important thing is you and me, let him go for the rest."

Chen He's face tightened, and in order to avoid embarrassment, he quickly said: "Don't be disappointed, brother, I think if we can find Master, the problem of the exercises will be easily solved."

"This..." Shi Feng hesitated for a moment.

Chen He leaned into his ear and asked cunningly, "Brother, you seem to be very afraid of Master."

"Nonsense!" Shi Feng reprimanded instinctively, taking advantage of the opportunity to hold the restless Chen He in his arms, lest he breathe into his ears.

"Then why haven't you found it?"

Shi Feng was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Master's soul did not find the reincarnated body in time that day. First, he followed me to the Daxue Mountain, and then repeated it two days before I fell into a coma. When he woke up, he had already left. The technique of autopsy , No one has used it for many years. If Master is fine, I should wait until I wake up. There is only one possibility for him to leave, and that is that the soul cannot continue to wander, and must find a sustenance body."

Chen He nodded, expressing that he understood.

"But Daxue Mountain is extremely cold. Except for the Beixuan Sect and Qiankun Temple, there are no ordinary people on the mountain, and there is no human habitation within hundreds of miles."

When Chen He heard this, his heart skipped a beat: "You mean—"

"Exactly, I don't dare to look for...Chen Ho, I don't dare to look for it at all." Shi Feng's voice was extremely low, with a slight tremor at the end.

Maybe Nan Hongzi left and just found a body to settle his soul. In this life, he couldn't become a monk at all, because he didn't have time to choose a body with good bones.

Maybe Nan Hongzi didn't leave, his soul completely dissipated in the ice crevice of Daxue Mountain, beside Shi Feng...

In ancient times, demon cultivators could ascend. Recently, Shi Feng, Chen He and the others learned that at least in this world, there is a way for demon cultivators to ascend.But Nan Hongzi didn't know that his soul stayed on for a long time because he was worried that his only apprentice would be possessed by a demon in this catastrophe.

— it's not worth it.

All the hardships and tribulations are nothing after leaving them behind. Because of such despicable kinship, Shi Feng was finally bewitched and unable to ascend. In Nan Hongzi's view, it was absolutely impossible, and Nan Hongzi was dead. For the sake of his apprentice, How would he choose?

"I don't know..." Shi Feng repeated, tightening his grip on Chen He's hand.

Chen He endured the pain in his hands, and comforted softly: "Brother, don't worry. Master must have lived in the reincarnation. Even if he is not a monk, how much do you think he will be able to do? He can be an accountant, he can repair roofs, and he can chant scriptures while fighting. Live well."

Shi Feng said nothing, but slowly let go of his hands.

It wasn't that he was persuaded by Chen He, he just knew in his heart that no matter what the truth was, whether Nan Hongzi lived or died was a foregone conclusion, and no matter what he did afterwards, it would be useless.

The ridiculous things in the world are generally like this - when I was humble and weak, I only felt that I was useless, so I couldn't save everything, but in the end, with the power of tyranny, I still can't change this hopeless regret.

"Brother, I'll accompany you to look for it, and I'm sure you can find it." Chen He insisted, his eyes shining slightly in the dark night, "My monk, as long as the soul has not been completely refined, there will be traces to follow even if it disperses, but it will be lost." It's just spiritual wisdom. Even if the master becomes a flower, a tree, or..."

"Chen He." Shi Feng couldn't help but stop.

He really couldn't imagine that Nan Hongzi was a bunch of flowers, or... that kind of scene.

"If you lose your spirituality, find a way to reshape it. If you don't have it in the mortal world, you'll go to the underworld. If you don't have the six realms of reincarnation, you'll go to the fairy world." Chen He enunciated clearly and said seriously, "It's nothing more than going to the poor and falling to the underworld. It doesn't matter if it's difficult, I can definitely do it."

"..."

Shi Feng looked at him and was speechless for a long while.

It suddenly occurred to him that his junior brother was originally lonely and helpless, but he soared as a demon cultivator, walking against the sky, forcing the way of heaven to go back in time.

And this is exactly what Chen Ho, who would do such a thing, can say.

"Master... senior brother?"

Chen He was taken aback, and just as he turned his head to avoid it, his lips were covered again.

"I'm very happy." Shi Feng said softly and vaguely.

——On the Chifeng Desert, he sacrificed his life to inherit that strange and thin boy, and he really did what he wanted, living against the sky, ignoring the tribulations and nine disasters, and stepping on the way of heaven.

Even if everything goes back, Chen He didn't grow up in Chen's family, and he didn't die.They are such close brothers and sisters.

As my junior brother said, what are all obstacles and difficulties?