So What If You've Been Reborn?

The red sun was scorching, and there was no one in sight on the official road in front of the city gate for a long time.

The rough men squatted under the shade of the trees, barebacked and beat the broken cattail fans, and heard the wheezing and wheezing, and complained: "You said that Master Qu is crazy, it's hot, and he is not short of money, and there is no business. It’s not like selling watermelons!”

"Look at your virtue, don't you understand."

A shrewd man said convincingly, "Recently, the road has become more and more chaotic. Qingzhou, Yuzhou, Yangzhou... Hey! Those big and small Jianghu sects are crazy, and some are fighting directly! famous."

"really?"

The idlers who spent the whole day enjoying the cool air in the yard and alley widened their eyes in surprise.

"How else can you say that you are ignorant and unprogressive." The shrewd man poured himself a big mouthful of herbal tea, and said in a low voice, "I came back from a neighboring county a few days ago, and I saw it for real. Which Tiger Mighty Saber King's family, Those who are domineering on weekdays have something to do with the government, but now, the whole family is teaching people to kill them!"

Everyone gasped, it was actually cold in the hot weather.

They squatted in this small town, and Qu Hong would take them out when they had work to do. When they had nothing to do, they talked about the new things in these ten miles and eight villages.Private salt dealers, red goods, etc., that kind of serious merchants will not listen to Master Qu's reputation.

Speaking of skills, they are all good at it. They can be regarded as practitioners, but they are still far from masters-of course, those are monks.

This Huwei Saber King's family once had a small family of foundation-building monks, and there are many disciples in the Qi-raising period. Compared with ordinary people, they have almost no advantages, but they are strong and agile.

The lifespan of the monks in the foundation period is two hundred. If there is no second foundation monk in the Wang family, even those insignificant casual cultivators will not be able to compare. It is a good way out to join in the service of a small sect.

The small sect is attached to the big family, and the family also seeks refuge in the inheritance sect with Nascent Soul monks in charge, and finally belongs to the Fusion Sect, one of the five righteous sects. This layered and complicated relationship, even if the elders of the Fusion Sect who are in charge of the power in this county are pulled out , I don't even know the name of the King's family of Tiger Mighty Saber.

But once a conflict occurs, the ants under the beast's feet are the first to suffer.

Not only the magic way, not only the righteousness, but the whole world of self-cultivation is in a stagnant and strange atmosphere.

The rough guys moved the watermelon to the side, and murmured together: "Tell me quickly, what kind of evil has happened to the Wang family, the whole family has been wiped out."

"who knows."

Those who chatted about the news curled their lips, the Wang family was used to being domineering, and the enemy family could fill their towers here.

Who knew that an old man who was passing by to enjoy the shade chuckled: "I know about this."

Everyone was shocked and turned to look at the empty-handed old man.

"The Wang family is so complacent that it doesn't count if they do something wrong in other people's homes. They even abducted other people's children and raised them in their own homes for many years. They just wait for the day when they will use this child to steal other people's exercises! This matter has been exposed, and what is the truth?" Can there be a way out?"

The old man said it lightly, but everyone was terrified.

——This is too outrageous. Although they have a dispute in the rivers and lakes and never report it to the officials, it is too much to destroy people's families.

"Senior, do you know who the Wang family has provoked? I can tell my brothers to avoid such evil stars."

"Hmph, you just want to provoke, and others will look down on you." The old man sneered casually, and then he said to himself, "The Wang family is not worthy of death, but whoever is not in the fire, there are so many mice, there will always be one caught!" Come out."

After saying that, he left in a huff and wandered into the city.

The rough guys looked at each other, and suddenly slapped their hands: "We're selling watermelons, let's continue selling them. Master Qu is very knowledgeable. He is squatting at the gate of this city, he can hear the news, and he can run away if the situation is not good."

"That is, what if those evil stars come here?

"By the way, why don't you see Master Qu?"

"Master Qu got a storybook a few days ago, and he is fascinated by it! I never found out that Master Qu is so good at it before!"

After they finished speaking in a serious manner, they chattered boredly about who in the front yard and back alley had a baby who went to the house to remove the roof tiles, and the kitchen stove was broken again. (Shi Zhonghuo fat pier), they didn't mention a word.

Qu Hong is a "master" who can hear no matter how low his voice is. With this lesson first, rough people gossiping outside on weekdays, so there is no way they don't pay attention.

On the contrary, the monk who entered the city gate felt like he had finished complaining for a while, but in retrospect, he felt that those men were very winking, and when they found a strange old man interjecting, they didn't come to question, but they were very respectful.

He looked at the simple and ordinary houses again, and the women dragging basins to bathe their babies under the shade of trees, and felt that this place was peaceful and rare, and it was not in vain for him to find an excuse to get rid of the increasingly tense confrontation between the righteous way and the evil way.

The monk stroked his beard, walked around the city, and found that there were really no decent restaurants, so he forced himself to go to the most decent teahouse in the east of the city.

He ran into a fat man carrying a small iron bucket head-on.

It's too hot, and there are babies all over the city who only wear bellybands, but it's rare for them to be so fat.

There is a crucian carp in the iron bucket, opening and closing its gills desperately.

A passer-by laughed when they saw it: "Who's baby is solid enough and not weak."

"Over there in the west city."

The others suddenly lost interest. The people living in Xicheng are all outsiders. It is impossible to get acquainted with the people here without staying for a few generations. The more remote the place, the more they pay attention to these things.

"I heard that they are all rough men wielding knives and guns!"

"There are also refugees who abandoned their fields and escaped from the disaster in Yuzhou the year before last."

Speaking of their backgrounds, these airy squires seemed noble, and shook their heads and said, "No wonder even the children have to come out and work hard."

The monk with the appearance of an old man was taken aback, muttering, isn't this kid just having fun?

The weather is so hot, the fish will probably die after tossing home, which adult will let the children work like this?

He was not happy when he heard this, and he didn't want to enter the teahouse, so he walked half a street with Fat Pier involuntarily.

Unexpectedly, Pang Dun felt something, turned his head and knocked on the iron bucket at him, and continued walking.

"..."

This baby is really interesting.

The monk became interested, and wanted to chase him forward to see what kind of family he was from, and whether he could be accepted as an apprentice—he was too fat, and his face was so crowded that he couldn't see his face clearly, so he didn't even mention his bones. If you pinch and touch, you probably won't be able to find it.

As a result, the fat man didn't hurry to go home, but got into a deserted open space, put the fish on the rack familiarly, and then stared at the monk vigilantly as if remembering something.

Could it be that they are still food protectors?

The monk thought cheerfully, and then his smile froze on his face.

A boy in a blue singlet stood not far away and looked over coldly.

Even though the cold and heat have long since passed, the monk still breaks out in a cold sweat instinctively—this boy's appearance is very ordinary, to be more precise, he won't remember it when he sees it once.

It's not long, and it's hard for him to forget.

It was the young man who followed Shi Feng in Yunzhou a few years ago.

But didn't the blood magician brothers go out to sea with the boat?

The cultivator stiffened all over, awkwardly pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying, turned around and was about to run, it was even better this time, the person who came from the side where he asserted the broken wall was Shi Feng?

Shi Zhonghuo hugged Chen Ho's leg and looked at the "stalker" angrily.

The monk's eyes darkened, and he felt that this was really reasonable and he couldn't explain it clearly.

"Shi... Uh, Your Honor, Mr. Chen. This is a misunderstanding!" The monk had a bitter face. He probably didn't read the almanac when he went out today. Even this kind of evil star can be encountered.

Chen He stared at him for a long time, after turning over the mirage beads, he went to look for the sapphire ball, and finally revealed the old man's face from the memory of leaving Heiyuan Valley and entering Yunzhou City.

At that time, quite a few monks mixed in the crowd and used things to change their way into the city. An old man stomped his feet in a hurry and pulled out the copper hairpin of the woman in front of him to make up for it. The same old man, when he saw Shi Feng, was instantly startled. Ran.

Hit the door again today?

Chen He thought deeply. He knew that before Shi Feng became a Demon Lord, not many people in the cultivation world knew Shi Feng. The person who could recognize Shi Feng at a glance was probably——

"The Venerable and the Aggregation Sect have a lot of enmity, but I just have to do it." The monk took two steps back, wishing he could stick it against the wall, "It's really not intentional to oppose the Beixuan Sect."

Chen He looked at his senior brother.

Shi Feng said via voice transmission: "This person is a Nascent Soul cultivator outside the pass. He is well-informed. Master has no fixed place. You know that. When the Gathering Sect set up a trap to catch Master, they coerced him to inquire about the news. The Aggregation Faction didn't want to reveal the secret, and originally planned to kill him to silence him, but I happened to go to kill the person from the Aggregation Faction, and let him take the opportunity to escape."

Chen He suddenly realized that when he looked at the monk again, there was a look of dislike in his eyes.

——That's all, it's hateful for this person to betray Nan Hongzi's whereabouts, but the Fusion Sect is ambitious, if you miss this time, there will always be a next time.He had nothing to do with the Beixuan faction, once he was coerced, he had no other choice.

Chen He was fine, the monk was already out of his wits and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Going to Yunzhou, you can say that you heard the rumors and were very interested in the real fire of Samadhi, but why did you come to this remote town?" Shi Feng asked calmly, and the other party took a while to recover, and answered tremblingly some.

Shi Feng and Chen He were startled at the same time, and exchanged an inconceivably astonished look.

——The fact that the aggregation sent undercover to the Yin-Yang Sect of the Demon Dao has developed to the present, and it has become a problem for every sect and sect. , the situation is precarious, seeing that the melee in the comprehension world is about to break out.

It's not a battle between the righteous and the devil in the general sense, because now there are many sects, no one trusts the other.

"There are a lot of people outside the Guan, why do you hide in Zhongyuan?" Chen He bent down and lifted Shi Zhonghuo away from his lap, and glanced at him: If you want to play, go grill the fish, don't make trouble.

The monk's eyes straightened and he thought, the last time he saw Chen He in Yunzhou, the other party was indeed in the late stage of foundation establishment, and now he couldn't see through Chen He's cultivation level at all, even though there were rumors in the cultivation world that the blood demon's junior had a transformation He has a high level of cultivation, but he subconsciously feels that Shi Feng must have two juniors... Only then can it make sense.

"Anything else?"

"Ugh!" The monk came back to his senses and quickly denied it, "No, no, it's nothing like that! It's because there's a lot of trouble at Daxueshan Qiankun Temple, and there's no peace, so I can only stay far away?"

"How to say?"

"The big disciple of Liangqian Mountain wanted to murder the young disciple, and the matter was exposed, and the Daxue Mountain was very lively." The monk couldn't help curling his lips, "That nest is not a good thing."

This made Chen He raise his eyebrows a little, very satisfied.