So What If You've Been Reborn?

The torrential rain did not stop, and the mountain road was completely changed. There were fallen trees and broken branches everywhere.

A figure suddenly appeared beside the stream.

The light-colored clothes are spotless, the water drops are not close, and the handsome and exquisite eyebrows and eyes are like the outlines of flying immortals, but the eyes are deep and cold, and people are first shocked when they see it, and they dare not approach.

The monk who looked like a boy with a blue and black longbow in his hand was none other than Chen He.

Chen He was found along the lower reaches of the river.

The mud carried by the mountain torrents dyed the river turbid black and yellow. Chen He carefully identified the direction, and when he found a mountain in front of him, his expression became more serious.

——The group of guys in Yuanlou are really cunning.

Chen Ho chased all the way from the East China Sea, guessed that Bo Jiucheng was on the ship of casual repairers, and carefully checked the big ships of merchants, but the results were all wrong. Every time he got nothing and was slightly disappointed, the imprint sensed by his spiritual sense appeared again. Guiding to a farther place, it clearly proved that he had found the wrong target.

"There are only two chances a day."

Chen He found out the memory of the spider telling him through the curtain.

Liang Yan told him a few days ago that Ziyun Island, the main rudder of Yuanlou, had become an empty city. To completely destroy the institutions and the monsters raised there, Venerable Shi Fengjietian and others needed to take action together, but Bo Jiucheng and Yuanlou The remnants have already fled.

"This is the imprint he left with the spider paper back then. It originally only existed in my sense of perception. I refined it into a small magic weapon."

The poisonous spider picked up a compass-like thing with its sharp feet, and handed it to Chen He, "Every day at midnight, when the yin and yang qi in the world are the strongest, you can use your true energy to move this compass, and you can Know the direction of Bo Jiucheng."

After Chen He caught it, he hesitated to speak, Madam Liang sneered: "You have enmity with that person, don't you?"

"Madam's words are wrong, what can't be remembered, how can there be hatred."

Bo Jiucheng in the previous life just let Li Yan disappear and run back to the Chifeng Desert to avoid disasters. After decades of work, after Li Yan came out of the fragments of the small world, not to mention Bo Jiucheng, even Yuanlou, Li Yan didn't pay attention inside.

There are some grudges that will last forever.

Some enmity, no matter how great it is, others cannot repay it.

Chen He didn't believe that Bo Yuntian didn't find out that Li Yan was the person targeted by Yuanlou's killing order, but Yuanlou never caused any big waves, at least in the surviving memory of Venerable Liyan, it didn't exist.

——In the face of interests, Bo Yuntian knew the current affairs and gave up his son.

Chen He smiled coldly.

This time he didn't have the prestige to make Bo Yuntian back away, but he could also make Bo Jiucheng regret his past.

"Thank you, Ma'am." Chen Ho immediately made a decision, he will settle this matter by himself without bothering his senior brother.

"Although Bo Jiucheng is only a Nascent Soul cultivator, there must be people from Yuanlou by his side." Liang Yan laughed in a low voice behind the curtain, "It's a pity that this magic weapon of the compass can only be used by you. The spider paper imprint originally implicated the It's you two."

Withdrawing his spiritual consciousness from his memory, Chen He squeezed the compass in his hand, and looked up at the muddy mountain road in front of him. When he was born, the direction the compass pointed was somewhere at the foot of the mountain.

Now that half an hour has passed, he may have fled into the mountains, or mixed in a certain village.

No matter what, Chen He had to check carefully the places that Bo Jiucheng might pass by.

——This is a chase, and the details determine whether the remnants of Yuanlou can be pulled out from the crowd in the end.

Chen He hid his body shape, and the true energy circulating in his breath became more and more in line with the aura of heaven and earth. Even if there was a fellow cultivator who was a cultivator of transformation, it would be difficult to find his trace.

"The one who is a husband and the Tao covers the sky and the earth, the height is untouchable, the depth is unfathomable, invisible and formless..."

Chen He's figure was like a gust of breeze, and even the leaves fluttering in the past were just like a real breeze, without any flaws.

"...Congee the vast sky, muddy and clear. Floating and filling in heaven and earth, sinking and covering the four seas, giving endlessly, contracting and stretching, quiet and bright, weak and strong, soft and firm..."

The general outline of the Beixuan School's kung fu method was born out of the Myriad Tribulations Wuxiang Yiming Yuan Gong. The formulas floated in the Zifu of the Yuanshen.

Chen Ho was in the initial stage of the transformation stage, and encountered a bottleneck, the more impatient he was, the more he couldn't go any further.

He clearly walked the path, but encountered obstacles when he walked again, which made Chen He feel narrow. He knew that this was not conducive to cultivation, so he simply let it go. Apart from double cultivation with Shi Feng, he has not practiced hard for several months .

Unexpectedly, this time, taking advantage of Shi Feng's absence, he decided to go out alone to hunt down the remnants of Yuanlou, which loosened the bottleneck that had been worrying him all along.

He traveled all the way on the waves, hidden in the sun and sea breeze.

No one found it, and Chen He didn't talk to anyone. Occasionally, he caught up with a suspicious boat and searched it carefully.

Most of the time, Chen He only has the endless sea and the dazzling sunshine in front of him.

At the moment when he set foot on the coast, Chen Ho felt strangely that he had not been walking on the sea for more than ten days, but for more than ten years. The feeling of being extremely far away, detached from everything, and neither happy nor sad enveloped him. The fishing villages and mountains and trees have not disappeared either.

The broken grass and trees, the stones in the mud, and the traces of the mess after the heavy rain wiped out all traces on the mountain road. The heavy rain last night was really beneficial to a group of monks who wanted to hide.

But as long as they use spells and stimulate their true essence, there will always be subtle changes in the spiritual energy of the world.As the distance gets closer, the hunted will become less and less safe, and the chances of exposure will double.

—Hiding, are you hiding among mortals?It depends on your luck and patience.

Chen He thought indifferently.

His aura became more and more restrained, changing everything in an instant, and merging with that thing when he touched it.

At the foot of the mountain was a large swath of mud, and there were some animal corpses lying down. Their poor bodies were twisted and stuck in the middle of stones and logs, and some of them were left half upright in the mud.

The rain has weakened. In the night, the gully was filled to the brim by the erupting torrents. There was still the sound of water flowing under the mud, but the gully was cut into sections by the rolling rocks.

The mountain torrent was still running, and Chen He suddenly stopped.

He heard intermittent groans coming from the mud. It was the struggle of a seriously injured person. The aura of heaven and earth surrounded it, but it could not be absorbed.

It was not surprising that a monk was buried in the mud of the flash flood. What surprised Chen He was that in such a dangerous place, there was a person standing on a rock with his hands behind his back.

"Come here?"

Qu Hong looked like he had eyes in his back, turned the cigarette stick over and knocked it on the rock, and said listlessly, "Apprentice, you are a little late, the guy who made enemies with you has already been buried here."

Pointing to the mud under the rock, he stretched his arms slowly, stretching his muscles and bones.

Chen He stared blankly at Nan Hongzi, then at the mud in the ravine.

"It's because this guy just swore in the temple that no one would come after him right away, so I didn't rush away." Master Qu buttoned his hat on his head, tightened his coir raincoat, and said with a sigh, "I didn't expect you, kid." , but also in front of my face to pick up cheap "You..."

As soon as Chen Hefu opened his mouth, the mysterious and invisible feeling suddenly disappeared.

It seems to have returned to the mortal world from the world of ruthlessness and nothingness. The seven emotions and six desires, five senses and six senses, all return to oneself like a tide.

When Master Qu heard Chen He's voice, he was taken aback, and suddenly turned around: "Why are you?"

It just so happened that Chen He asked in surprise, "Why is Master here?"

The two stared at each other dumbfounded in the rain.

It was the difficulty in reaching out a hand in the mud that brought Qu Hong and Chen He back to their senses.

Qu Hong kicked heavily on the rock, and at the same time jumped onto the nearby tree trunk that slid from upstream. He heard a scream, and the people in the mud were hit by the suddenly rolling stones and sank again.

Chen He: ...

The remaining momentum of the mountain torrent was still there, Chen He had no choice but to jump down, stop on the tree where Qu Hong had landed, and move forward with the torrent.

"Bo Jiucheng?" Chen He stared into the mud.

"Who?" Qu Hong asked puzzledly, and immediately realized, "The surname is Bo? It seems that he is really the young master of Yuanlou, the son of Bo Yuntian."

"Master doesn't know?"

Chen He was a little awkward when he called Master Qu Hong. After all, this nominal master had never taught him for a day. It was good to have Shi Feng. When meeting alone, Chen He always felt strangely embarrassed.

——Perhaps it was Qu Hong's fault that he ate the mutton when he met Master for the first time.

"What should I know? Does Bo Yuntian have a son? The title of young master may be his apprentice." Qu Hong said casually, he was also a little uncomfortable seeing Chen Ho, because just now he recognized Chen Ho as Shi Shi Feng.

"I won't admit my mistakes to the Beixuan sect's exercises, but it's strange, your true energy is like the last time I saw my apprentice... and your aura, I won't admit my mistakes, why do you have Shi Feng's aura on you ?” Qu Hong wondered.

"..."

When you go out after the senior apprentice and the junior apprentice double cultivation, you will have it.

Chen He looked down, but it was a pity that it was difficult for him to feel a person's breath, and Chen He himself wondered, as usual, it would be difficult to be noticed after three to five days, why did it take so long this time Still revealing?

Could it be that the cultivation base has increased?

"Where are the others in Yuanlou?" Chen Ho came back to his senses and looked around vigilantly.

"Six died, and the others were taken away by a monk surnamed Kui." Qu Hong smiled with his hands behind his back, "He thought that he met a Mahayana monk, and the young master's life was not as good as his own. The important thing is to run away immediately after being injured."

"Master—"

"It's barely enough to pretend to be a Mahayana cultivation base." Qu Hong casually smiled, and said with emotion, "I saw that Shi Feng was fine last year, and the obsessions in my heart stopped, maybe the road can be expected."

"Congratulations to Master." Chen He bowed his head and said respectfully.

"No need, what's the matter with this person and Yuanlou?" Qu Hong didn't care about the swaying of his feet, he hooked his hand lightly, and without any spiritual power, a loose and wobbly stone beside the ravine slid into the mud, which was sure Immediately there was a muffled cry from below.

Chen He: ...

Who on earth has a grudge against Bo Jiucheng?

The author has something to say: Note: The exercises, concepts, and formulas of the Beixuan School are all borrowed or adapted from "Huainanzi".