So What If You've Been Reborn?

Chen He lay in a daze, vaguely hearing the voice of the old Taoist Changmei talking to the Lord of the Heiyuan Valley.He had no strength, and his whole body seemed to be trapped in a sea of ​​flames. He could only touch the boundless loneliness and despair.

He moved his lower lip silently: Brother...

"Fellow Daoist Shi Feng, come quickly, Chen Ho seems to be a little conscious!" the old Taoist with long eyebrows was overjoyed.

Shi Feng bowed his head, gently grabbed Chen He's slightly struggling right hand, and folded it in his palm.

After a while, Chen Ho calmed down, but his brows were tightly frowned, showing a struggling and restless expression from time to time.

Chen He vaguely felt that he was standing in a desolate desert.

The setting sun is slanting, the twilight is like blood, and the endless sand dunes can't be seen at a glance.

A man in a gray felt robe stood alone on the top of a sand dune. The black knife on his waist exuded a faint fluctuation of spiritual power in the sunlight. Some of his hair stood straight and short, and some of his hair stood on end. It hangs down to cover the forehead and eyes.

Chen Ho recognized him as a monk from the knife-shaped magic weapon.

——Together with the scene of crossing the heavenly tribulation before, Chen He felt that these were all like watching the memory of the mirage pearl.

The memory of the mirage pearl has a voice, it can see itself, see others clearly, and distinguish the tiniest details, but it is recorded by the mirage after all. The people in these scenes, just standing there, Chen Ho can't see Xiu in order.

The wind blows streaks of sand along the dunes.

There are fine red particles mixed in the sand, which is exactly the flame sand, and it is almost ready to come out where it is.

Chifeng Desert...

Chen He stared stiffly at the person standing alone on the sand dune.

Who would put mirage pearls in the Purple Mansion of Meilingtai like him?Who has the ability to make Heaven go back 400 years?Beixuan Tianzun received the scattered fragments of mirage beads in his hand, is it the past he saw at this moment?

Venerable Li Yan, this completely unfamiliar name, has appeared before, and it used to be himself.

Chen He was a little at a loss, and felt inexplicably bitter.

Even if the real Tianyan hinted that he ascended as a demon cultivator in his previous life, the law of heaven was not tolerated, and he went back 400 years, but this kind of knowledge is like words read on paper, and words heard by ears are ultimately superficial impressions. Far less shocking than seeing it with your own eyes!

——This turned out to be me?

Self-questioning was pounding heavily on his heart, and Chen He didn't feel the slightest bit of excitement, nor was he yearning, only a kind of disbelief and embarrassment: If he had such strength, why would his brother bother to think about him.

Chen He belatedly thought, wait, where is the senior brother?

Master Tianyan didn't mention Shi Feng, and Chen Ho never thought about it before. He only thought that he became a demon cultivator because of the incident in Shi Zhonghuo Yunzhou.Because the senior brother can ascend, so he wants to ascend even if he says anything.

Such a Venerable Li Yan, such a self... It doesn't seem like Shi Feng is by his side at all. If Shi Feng had ascended early, why did Beixuan Tianzun come to pick him up?

Brother, are you gone?

Chen He felt chills in his heart and couldn't stop shaking.

At this moment, the person standing on the sand dune suddenly jumped down, stretched out his hand to dig, and slowly touched a shimmering fragment from the sand pit, which looked like the wreckage of a magic weapon.

He single-mindedly followed the place where he found the fragments and continued to search until the silver moon rose in the east, but in the end he still didn't find anything more, and he still refused to stop.

Chen Ho had already seen his appearance.

Half of the face was somewhat familiar, but the other half of the face covered by the hair was horribly scarred.

"No... it's not good!"

In this phantom memory, there was finally a second person. I saw a black and thin monk running towards the sand dunes, very anxious: "Dong Haiyuan has issued a kill order, find someone whose face has been destroyed in half Cultivator, Boss, Yuan Lou must be talking about you."

The hand searching in the gravel stopped.

Li Yan... Or, at this time, the person who is not the Venerable Mo Dao raised his head.

The wind and sand blew up his messy hair, and he looked downcast. After a long time, he whispered: "Don't worry about it. In the past ten years, everyone should not leave the pass. Yuanlou is not so powerful yet."

"But if you don't enter the Central Plains, it's easy to face those stinky Taoist priests with eyes on the top of their heads!" The black and thin monk said with a bitter face, "I'm the only one who managed to cultivate to the late stage of foundation establishment, and there are so many Many people are short of panacea, herbs, everything, this path of cultivation is not much better than when we smuggled salt!"

Chen He looked suspiciously at the two talking.

He knew that one was himself, and the other was a black and thin monk, with a weathered face that looked rough and uneducated, with only a pair of shrewd eyes rolling around. Although most demon cultivators were slovenly, this guy was too careless to stand with him , Even he himself became a desert horse thief, a wandering swordsman outside the pass.

"Which road in the world is easy to find?" Li Yan said coldly.

"Hey, it's fine if you don't go. The Central Plains is not peaceful. The four major sects of the Demonic Way and the Righteous Way are arguing fiercely. People in Beihai County have repeatedly disappeared, causing troubles." The black and thin monk rubbed his hands and asked cautiously, "Boss , are you... in a good mood today?"

Li Yan glanced at him: "I have a clear head today."

"..."

The black and thin monk rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "The order to kill Donghai Yuanlou has been sent to Venerable Xiaofeng in the Western Regions. Boss, what did you do? After you came back a few years ago, there were more tears on your face." Is it about the injury?"

Li Yan didn't say anything, just touched his face, his eyes were cold.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the black and thin monk turned around and ran away. After a few steps, he realized that he had forgotten something, and came back with a frenzy: "Boss, what you inquired about last time is right. The one you got last time The bead that can dissolve fog and make you remember things occasionally is sold by a magician in the capital. I don’t know if there are any more. Anyway, I have to go to the capital to see. Now this one is not very good. Like elixir, there is a difference in age and quality? I am worried that you will forget about it again, and you should find a way to go to the capital, even if you save it, you will still use it up in the end."

After speaking, he handed over a stack of cloth with words written on it.

"The news is here."

Li Yan reached out to take it, and put the cloth into the storage bag.

Chen He heard the monk still muttering in a low voice: "Is there any treasure in this desert? Why come to find it if you have nothing to do... It's been 20 years and I've searched it all."

"Skinny yellow."

"Ahaha, I'm leaving now, I won't say much," the black and thin monk covered his mouth in shock, and the smoke and dust billowed behind him as he ran, as if being chased by a pack of wolves.

Li Yan stood alone on the sand dune, and after a while, he lowered his head and began to search again.

In the Chifeng Desert, there is a lot of flame sand mixed. If you want to dig out the sand, it is best not to use any spiritual power, otherwise the flame sand may explode, and the surrounding matter will be small, and the things in the sand will naturally turn to ashes .

The full moon hangs alone, and the wind and sand are silent.

There is nothing but those who seek alone...

Chen He's mouth became dry. He wanted to know what Li Yan, who was not the Venerable Mo Dao, was looking for at this time, but the firm gaze and unhesitating movements reminded him of Venerable Li Yan's ascension, step by step. Act fearlessly.

Cultivators have a chance to change their appearance both in the Nascent Soul stage and when they ascend.

The later Venerable Li Yan didn't have half of his face destroyed, and there were no scars on his hands. Thinking about it, he hadn't reached the Nascent Soul stage at this time, and was just a demon cultivator at the Golden Core stage.The mirage bead in his hand was obtained by accident, it was not a ten thousand year mirage bead at all, and he didn't even know the origin, so he had to save it... and the subordinate?

Maybe a group of casual cultivators who came from private salt dealers?

Chen He suddenly realized a terrible thing: he could see these, obviously at this moment in his previous life he was using mirage beads.

Even if it is a bad mirage bead, it is still valuable when the memory continues to be lost, because he has nothing else.But Li Yan used it to remember his meaningless searches in the Chifeng Desert.

Not cultivation, not other important things...

Chen He had mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't tell whether it was melancholy or shock.

If he still had any illusions before, now he understands it very clearly: Before Tiandao went back in time, Chen He had no senior brother.

If Shi Feng was there, Venerable Li Yan would definitely not look like this.

Brother... where did brother go?

Looking at the scene in memory, the person standing alone, digging up the sand with his bare hands from time to time, Chen He had an ominous premonition, could it be that the senior brother—no, the senior brother will not die, and it is impossible to die here.

Chen He heard a long sigh.

Li Yan reached out and took out a mist-like thing, stuffed it into the bottle and put it away, Chen Ho's eyes were instantly shattered, and the memory phantom disappeared into nothingness.

Chen He instinctively took a step forward, but sure enough, he was wrapped in another cloud of mist.

As soon as this fragmented memory appeared, Chen He took a step back.

A room that looked like a study room, but at the door lay a dying man with blood on his chest. His eyes were wide open, but he lost his expression.

Li Yan was standing in the room, and a half-moon halberd in his hand ruthlessly ran across the chest of a desolate and aging woman, blood gushed out, and the woman was terrified, begging for mercy.

"Don't kill me...Brother, it's my fault, I'm lost...I'll give you the antidote right now!"

Chen He was startled suddenly, and he saw a somewhat familiar look between the woman's eyebrows and eyes. She must have been very beautiful when she was young, but her entire face was distorted, making it difficult to distinguish.

Chen He couldn't check his mirage pearl to see if it was Chen Xingniang, but he already knew it in his heart.

Zhong Hu from the previous life, and Chen Xingniang.

How could a mortal have enmity with Venerable Li Yan for no reason, did he die by his own hands?

Chen He quietly watched Chen Xingniang being exposed by himself and poisoning tea with Nanjiang Lingpizi. Seeing that begging for mercy failed, Chen Xingniang screamed that Chen He was an evil spirit while vomiting blood, and killed the whole family and the entire cloud. The evil spirits in Zhoucheng, after so many years, are still immortal.

"Who would doubt a poor weak woman like me, who would doubt my own sister?" Chen Xingniang struggled, cursing incoherently, but her voice became lower and lower, "For so many years, who has paid attention to my misfortune, this little Zhonghu People, he deserves to die, you all deserve to die! If the Chen family still has the power of the day, I am the daughter of a high family...how dare he, how dare he treat me like this..."

Chen Xingniang shook for a moment, died of breathlessness, and stared at Chen He with unrepentant eyes.

"Suspect you?"

Li Yan glanced at Xingniang's corpse indifferently, squeezed the mist-shaped ball in his hand, and said to himself: "No, I just remember, 'don't trust anyone'."

He walked past the two corpses indifferently, staring blankly into the distance: "I did everything you said, and I will never forget this matter."

Li Yan looked at Zhong Hu's body, and said indifferently: "Unwilling? Or regret? Or just find it unbelievable. Go, go back and cry after entering the six realms of reincarnation. It would be great if he could hear him. He passed on his merits to me later , even if he died, he should still miss this matter, how could I let him down."

The bloodstains under the feet gradually extended into the dark night outside the study.

"It's not in the Chifeng Desert, it should be in the Black Abyss Valley, soon, one day, I will go. Living in this world, I want to find your bones in the tomb, the blue sky and the yellow spring, and we will meet each other eventually."