So What If You've Been Reborn?

Seeing Li Yan's countless years trapped in the fragments of the small world, Chen He was in a mess and disheartened.

Fighting hard, groping for the cultivation of the Myriad Tribulations Wuxiang Yimingyuan Kungfu, Ji Changge is not a member of the Beixuan School, he can only tell how he has seen people from the Beixuan School use it, the specific formula of the exercise, Ji Changge Song does not know.

——Chen He could clearly see the scars on his fingers that were split by the bowstring, the continuous vomiting of blood in his lungs due to improper cultivation, and the wounds from the bites of desolate beasts.

Chen Ho remained silent, his whole body was as if lost in joy, anger, sorrow and joy. He didn't know whether it was because of the sad news of Shi Feng's early death in his previous life, or because of Li Yan's penance that didn't care about safety.

The mirage bead that Li Yan got by accident back then had a blurry scene and few things he could remember, but now Chen He can see these, those pains that have never been recorded, and even Li Yan can’t remember are difficult Woolen cloth?

Losing all memory, wielding a weapon instinctively, perhaps not much different from the ancient cultivator of Shuihuangu.

What supported the ancient monks was the obsession with sticking to their homeland, and it still exists after 8000 years. What is it that supports Li Yan?Chen He knew the answer, and he looked at the strange yet familiar self in his broken and hazy memory more and more silently.

In fact, it is more than just the fragments of the small world. Before he was promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage, Li Yan had faced many difficulties and encountered many dangers. However, these were considered unimportant things by Li Yan. Chen He could only see his continuous ups and downs. Looking for a person, or a corpse, on the sand dunes.

The confusion caused Li Yan to forget too many things, he wandered in the Chifeng Desert, maybe those subordinates who used to be salt sellers told him that he first appeared on the edge of the desert.

Shenzhou Dead Zone, Chifeng Desert.

——Shi Feng passed on the Beixuan School to himself in his previous life, so he must not live long. Chen He and Li Yan had the same idea of ​​where he died.

If he is not in the Chifeng Desert, he must have been taken back by the people of Heiyuan Valley.

For Li Yan, it is not difficult to inquire about the deeds of the blood demon Shi Feng, but many years ago, Shi Zhonghuo appeared in Yunzhou and burned [-] lives, so that countless people in the cultivation world went to hunt down the "devil". It's no secret either.

The past is easy to check, but the dead are hard to find.

The memory fragments became more and more blurred, and in the end it was just some hazy shadows and the howling of wild beasts.

"Are you going to leave?" Ji Changge was still able to tell the difference in the golden armor, "I remember many years ago, you seemed to say that this place is very good and you don't want to leave?"

"I have realized the art of archery, and I also have a clue to the Yuan Gong of Myriad Tribulations and Immortality. My cultivation has been promoted to the middle level of the Mahayana stage the day before yesterday." Li Yan said lightly.

Chen He silently added in his heart: The most important thing is that the mirage beads will soon be unusable.

"Forget it, there is always a feast in the world." With indescribable tiredness in Ji Changge's voice, he looked up at the gray sky, and the ancient monks and desolate beasts that turned into sand and rose again, "You I have been here, counting on my fingers, for more than 200 years."

so long?

Chen He frowned, no wonder Li Yan, who wanted to learn both archery and Beixuan secret technique, was already in Mahayana period.

"This war should end after all." Ji Changge sighed.

"I don't know what else to order from senior." Li Yan has always been stern to others, and he doesn't bother to pay attention. After many years of acquaintance and the promise of teaching skills, his tone of voice to Ji Changge is obviously different.

After the fragments of the small world were broken, Ji Changge's soul was about to escape into the six realms of reincarnation.

--fair enough.

Chen Ho thought with a little regret, with Li Yan around, Ji Changge must not have had to expend the power of his soul like that, the bow broke, and his spirit and soul disappeared.

Unexpectedly, the next sentence ruthlessly smashed his meager hope.

"I understand what you want to say." Ji Changge let out a long laugh, "I've been sane for two hundred years, and I've tried my best to teach you archery. It's already at the end of my strength. You don't want to see me quietly disappear in the small world In the fragments, I said I was going to leave, and I didn’t.”

"That's not the case." Li Yan flatly denied it.

"Ha, let's pretend it's not."

Ji Changge stared at Shuihuangu for a long time before saying, "You don't need to be sad. I died 8000 years ago. Now I have the opportunity to end this battle. I am very pleased."

The desolate beasts came rushing in from the horizon, forming a black mass.

Li Yan's Law Enforcement Device waved away with one hand, pale flames and Nirvana True Essence gushed out like a wave.

"This is the last time I will stand on the mountain wall of Shuihuan Valley..." Ji Changge said to himself, bowing his bow and shooting an arrow, "This is the last chance, please help me, if I still can't fight back these evil beasts, God willing."

"God's will?" Li Yan walked to Ji Changge's side, "I never believed it."

Fighting, fighting to the death, the corpses of ancient monks lying on their backs, wild beasts howling fiercely.

The scene gradually became blurred and intermittent.After an unknown amount of time, a vague voice came from the mist: "Chen He..."

"The desolate beast has retreated." Li Yan replied.

"Really, it's actually true..."

Followed by the chaotic words of the ancient cultivator waking up from a dream.

"Senior Ji, we have defended the water valley! The desolate beasts have been defeated, they are all dead! Senior Ji? What's wrong with you?"

"Ah... this is? My magic weapon, my hand—" "What happened to Water Valley?"

Chen Ho imagined this scene. The ancient monks looked at the bodies that were constantly disintegrating into sand and dust. For the first time in 8000 years, they crossed the mountain wall and looked back at their homeland, only to find that the Shuihuan Valley had long been in ruins.

"You can do it now." Ji Changge murmured weakly, "Get out of here. I want to see your arrows..."

The thick fog swayed violently, and everything finally disappeared, and all sounds disappeared.

——Li Yan came out of the fragments of the small world, and before Ji Changge died, he also saw what he wanted to see. The 8000-year battle to the death finally defeated the incoming desolate beasts in Shuihuan Valley. Waking up from the endless obsession with doom.

Chen He stared at the fog, feeling deeply frustrated.

Li Yan is him, but not him...

Li Yan could do many things, but he couldn't, and didn't.

After another half hour, the mist carrying memories suddenly increased, filling everything in front of me, and then the mist subsided, and I saw a bead wrapped in white smoke with slender fingers, as if winning.

Wannian mirage bead, new mirage bead!

Is it—

Chen He looked in surprise.

The bright flames illuminate the surroundings, and on the long clothes, there is a faintly floating pattern of blue pheasants, which is obviously a complete demon soul.

The long hair is pulled up high and fastened by a red chi dragon crown. The chi dragon holds a golden phoenix stone in its mouth, that is to say, there is a golden phoenix hovering vaguely on the surface of the stone pattern.

Qingyu, Chilong, Jinfeng... These are all desolate beasts that Li Yan once wrote down in the fragments of the small world.

When Chen He and the Heluo faction were trapped in the fragments of the small world, Chen He always avoided those wild beasts with extraordinary strength, after all, his cultivation base was far behind them.Now it seems that the souls of these guys, like the Kui bow in Chen He's hand, have been subdued and collected into the magic weapon.

Chen He's mood was more complicated.

In front of Li Yan, he was out of his embarrassing appearance, and his old wounds were healed by the elixir, leaving no trace at all, standing with his hands behind his back, with a leisurely and calm demeanor.

I'm afraid that what I see at this moment is no longer the lonely demon cultivator in the Chifeng Desert, but Venerable Liyan—more similar to the one who stepped through the sky, but the long hair is black, and it has not turned into the color of frost and snow .

"Where is the rat generation?"

Suddenly I heard the sound of shouting, coming from afar, and it was close to my ears in an instant.

Venerable Liyan avoided a few steps without a trace, and the red and white entangled Fierce Flame instantly rose up, and the blue curtain that dragged the ground was instantly reduced to ashes.

A beam of sword light pierced through the air.

Like a red lotus blooming, flames burst from it, arousing thousands of scattered sparks. Seeing that the fire is about to spread, forming a prairie fire, who would have thought that where the sword edge fell, white mist would rise immediately, water droplets splashed, and a menacing scene appeared. The real fire of Samadhi was poured out.

Venerable Li Yan was taken aback.

Immediately, he stood still with a flick of his sleeves, holding the mirage pearl with one hand, and put the other behind his back.

"Honor Huanjian, the number one master in the way of magic, I have admired you for a long time..."

The flame avoided the real water of the four seas, and the venerable Huanjian stepped on the unrecognizable water pavilion, his expression changed greatly: "You—"

Venerable Li Yan was about to say something when he suddenly saw the old-looking Huanjian showing murderous aura, he couldn't help but raise his sword and strike horizontally, the momentum was extraordinary, even Li Yan stepped back a few steps, and swallowed the mirage bead directly , while holding the red bow in his palm.

Unexpectedly, Venerable Huanjian didn't turn around at all and continued to strike. He rushed directly to the box behind the screen, quickly lifted the lid, and found that the things inside were intact and nothing was missing, and he was relieved.

Venerable Li Yan: ...

Chen Ho saw a strange look on Li Yan's face.

Huanjian hugged the box and heaved a sigh of relief, then jumped up and stuffed the box directly into the mustard seed magic weapon: "Your Excellency must be Venerable Li Yan, how ridiculous, breaking into my house and stealing the Wannian Mirage Orb?"

Li Yan, who has already eaten the mirage beads: ...

Chen He belatedly realized that if the mirage beads were used before, they would be able to see the scene it had recorded after swallowing them. Venerable Huanjian put the Wannian mirage beads here to see when he was not around. Who came in?

The daily living place of Venerable Mo Dao must be inaccessible to ordinary people. It seems that Venerable Huanjian put him here to prevent apprentice Li Tian from coming to his place for petty theft?

Chen Ho was still thinking about it, but Venerable Huanjian said angrily, "Returning the mirage beads is a very boring pastime that I have been idle for many years. Could it be that Your Excellency is also interested."

"..."

Well!This mirage bead is placed here carelessly, remembering the shadow puppets that Huanjian usually played with?

"What if I don't pay it back?"

Venerable Li Yan holds a bow and arrow in his hand, Huan Jian's pupils shrink, obviously also feeling that the opponent's strength is extraordinary, if there is a real fight, this pavilion and even this house will not be able to survive.

"You want a ten thousand year mirage bead, I'll give you one!" Venerable Huanjian discussed angrily.

Li Yan said lightly: "Her Majesty seems to have many mirage beads?"

"..."

Venerable Huanjian endured and forbeared, and the edge of the sword shook: "Mirage beads are nothing more than illusions. What do you want? Is it a formation? I will exchange three magic weapons with your Excellency."

"No change."

Venerable Huanjian cut off his beard and went up with his sword.

The pavilions collapsed, the lake turned into nothingness, and the momentum was horrifying. The mansion was filled with horror.

The battle continued until the bottom of the lake sank into a huge pit several feet long, and when the flames went out and started to rise again, Venerable Huanjian gritted his teeth and asked, "It seems that your Excellency intends to make things difficult for me."

"Give me another mirage bead, the one you want, I will return it to you in ten days."

"You!" Huanjian almost blew out his beard and stared, and took a long time to withdraw his sword resentfully, "Okay, that's it!"

Venerable Li Yan took a mirage bead thrown by the opponent, and left without looking back.

Li Yan didn't stop until he was a hundred miles away from the outskirts of Beijing. He closed his eyes for a while, and a playful smile appeared on his lips: "Master Mo...going to the city...is a windfall. These shadow puppet shows of Venerable Huanjian are quite interesting. In a deep sense, there are quite a lot of them, and if you take a closer look, you can understand the major events and inside stories in the cultivation world for hundreds of years."

Chen He also has the habit of talking to himself like Li Yan, it's not because of his temperament, but he wants to tell Mirage Pearl so that he won't forget next time.

"One mirage bead is 1 years..."

Venerable Li Yan glanced at the sky, and frowned slightly: "I don't know if there is such a thing in the heavens, 1 years may not be enough for me, why not ask for three more in ten days!"

Chen He who was watching: ...