So What If You've Been Reborn?

The closer to Xiaoyang Mountain, the higher the temperature, and a layer of black ash accumulated on the vegetation and rocks, which wiped out the vivid colors of everything, revealing a strong ominous meaning.

Venerable Huanjian leaned over and wiped some with his fingers, groaning silently.

"Aura is being consumed violently..."

This is getting more and more unusual.

The true fire of samadhi exists in the world for a long time, and only after being disturbed and born, can a coincidence give birth to spiritual wisdom.

If it is still like the fire in the wood, no one will find it all the time, so it will be ignorant until Shi Feng finds out and subdue it.

——Of course, if it wasn't Shi Feng who disturbed the fire in the wood, and he didn't have the ability to subdue it, the disaster caused by the fire in the wood would not be less than the burning of Yunzhou by the fire in the stone.

In the previous life, Shi Zhonghuo opened up his spiritual wisdom, knew that he had to escape, and also understood that the murder caused was too deep. Although the spirits of heaven and earth were not very restrained, the accumulation was enough, so he shrewdly ordered the "fool master" to flee all the way, and finally came to the A place suitable for it to absorb spiritual power for a long time: Chifeng Desert.

The fire also has to find something to keep burning.

A hundred miles around Xiaoyang Mountain turned into scorched earth, under the condition that there was nothing left to burn, the fire in the air should have restrained the flames and stayed dormant, so as to avoid excessive consumption of its accumulated power.

"Could it be that the fire cannot be controlled?" Huanjian thought deeply.

"No." Chen He was sure.

After the fire spread for hundreds of miles, it has not expanded its range again, which clearly shows the answer.

"I don't understand it. It neither disappears nor spreads wantonly. It just consumes the spiritual energy of the world. What the hell is it doing—"

Shi Feng's expression froze.

Huanjian looked in all directions, saw Shi Feng's expression, and hurriedly asked, "Do fellow Taoist Shi Feng have any good ideas?"

"I can't talk about high opinion..."

Shi Feng didn't say a word in the second half, he only took a step forward, and before he stepped into the scorched earth covered by thick smoke, he saw golden flames bursting out from the ground, rushing menacingly.

Shi Feng dodged back, and the flames with fangs and claws swept across the place where Shi Feng stood just now, burning up the grass and trees, leaving only a pile of ashes on the ground, and then slowly retreated.

Venerable Huanjian: ...

After a long while, he said: "So this fire is directed at you?"

"Just a little bit of the breath of fire in the wood, it can't wait to chase after it."

Shi Feng restrained his true energy, and watched the flames "swim" back like a few lazy poisonous snakes. They were entrenched on the edge of the scorched earth, and they were very vigilant about everything that stepped into their "own territory".

This is simply occupying the mountain as king.

Venerable Huanjian frowned, the emperor is so foolish, disasters and catastrophes can always be relieved, but people are never allowed to enter a place, which is difficult, what kind of rhetoric can ordinary people believe?

"We must find a way to get rid of this damn fire." Venerable Huanjian made a decision.

"His lord is willing to take out the true water of the four seas?" Chen He asked back.

"... How can there be so many real waters from all over the world in this seat?"

"I heard that there are so many mirage beads in the Venerable's house that they can fill a lake?" Shi Feng assisted his junior brother, and casually squeezed Venerable Huanjian. Wrap it to prevent the breath from escaping. With so many beads, there must be a lake of real water from all over the world."

"What nonsense!"

Venerable Huanjian said solemnly: "Only the ten thousand year mirage beads in my scabbard have the real water of the four seas, and the rest can be sealed with talismans. How can it be possible to store them all with the real water of the four seas? Could it be that this seat is like a waste of money?" Unrestrained people?"

Chen He replied seriously: "It's very similar."

"..."

Such a serious junior, where did you find the Blood Demon?

Huanjian thought with a stern face, fortunately, when Venerable Liyan was the leader of the Demonic Dao in his previous life, he died long ago. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a headache to work under such a person, or have such an ally who destroys everything?

Venerable Huanjian took out three large urns and piled them firmly on the ground.

"The two of you were originally invited to find out, but now it seems that I can only go first?"

Chen He asked hesitantly: "The urn...is really filled with medicinal liquid to avoid burning?"

"Can this be fake?"

"..."

Chen He felt that it was better not to mention what you said, old fox, if you didn't discount it. The enemy is now, and mentioning this matter will hurt the emotions of allies.

"how to use?"

Venerable Huanjian jumped in neatly, and quickly jumped out again.

Shi Feng, Chen He: ...

"That's it. Once the medicinal liquid leaves this cold stone of the Western Regions, its effect will be greatly reduced. It cannot touch the spiritual energy, and there is no other way to contain it. Only whoever enters it will be lucky."

The body of a monk is clean and unmistakable, unless there are some strange exercises.

But people are afraid that this test will be difficult to pass, and no one wants to use the "bath water" that others have soaked.

"Where can I find so many cold stones to make urns on this seat, it would be nice to have them." Venerable Huanjian said indifferently, and escaped into the thick smoke in a flash.

Chen Ho was about to say something, when he heard the noisy voices approaching from behind, he immediately winked at Shi Feng.

Shi Feng understood, and the two of them avoided the thick smoke and changed directions to avoid it.

As for the people in the comprehension world looking at the big urn, whether they dare to try it, whether anyone has the insight to see that the big urn is made of cold stone from the Western Regions, and the medicinal liquid is genuine, this is none of their senior brothers' business.

——As for the explanation, leave it to them to ask Venerable Huanjian.

Chen He thinks about it, and even feels a little happy: Those who covet the true fire of Samadhi, first grab the front and back of the "bath water".

"Brother, this fire, and..."

Chen He pointed to the sky: "Just leave it like this?"

"That's it for now, we'll discuss it after we wait and see." Shi Feng finished speaking casually, and then asked Chen He, "How is Master?"

"It doesn't show on the face, but I feel quite uncomfortable in my heart." Chen Ho said to Qu Hong with a frowning, dazed look.

Seeing that his younger brother was worried, Shi Feng couldn't help but feel relieved: "You don't have to worry about this matter. Master is not an ordinary person. He can't let it go, but he won't give birth to obsessive demons."

Nan Hongzi has encountered too many misfortunes in his life, and the death of everyone in the small city's bodyguard may not rank among the top three.

Chen He faintly heard the implication of Shi Feng's words, and remembered what his senior brother once said, "Master, you are unlucky, and the Beixuan sect is all unlucky", so he couldn't help asking in doubt: "I don't think Master is a tribulation and nine disasters. Face, what?"

"In this world, luck and misfortune, how can fate be able to tell clearly?"

"I don't understand what senior brother means." Chen He nana.

Some people are born with good fortune and good fortune, a perfect family relationship, not close to disasters, and turning disasters into good fortunes. Sometimes it is really a lucky thing.There is no way to compare unless you run to chop that person down.

Shi Feng paused for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Junior Brother, how do you feel about Li Yan in the eyes of others?"

What else can be done, Venerable Li Yan, the leader of the demonic way, is moody, and according to the words of the real Tianyan, he is a full-fledged demon.

Chen He thought about it, and said it fairly: "Too paranoid."

Shi Feng looked at him with a half-smile.

Chen Ho had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Probably... an unreasonable person!"

He made up his mind, if his brother still smiled and said nothing, he could only point to his nose and say that Venerable Li Yan was seriously ill and there was no cure.

If the senior brother asks himself what disease Li Yan is suffering from, Chen He feels that he can sigh logically, it is of course lovesickness, paranoia and madness.

Chen He was thinking hard, but Shi Feng didn't follow this path.

"Junior Brother is wrong. In the eyes of others, Venerable Li Yan is an incomparable person who commands the wind and rain."

Chen He was a little inexplicable, others didn't know what Li Yan was thinking, so why did senior brother——ah!

He suddenly understood: "Brother, what you mean is that I was born with the fate of three catastrophes and nine disasters, and Li Yan's life is safe, but in the eyes of others, Li Yan's luck is so good?"

People's eyes can only see the side that deserves their envy.

No one knows how much Chen He suffered before he was Venerable Li Yan, and how many times he struggled to come back from death. He had no other choice, and he deliberately planned to seek refuge in Donghai Yuanlou, and he had to survive by being tricked and kidnapped.

At that time, where were the people who envied Venerable Li Yan?

Like Ji Hong, they probably thought contemptuously that the casual cultivator with half-disfigured face was just that promising.

Even the fact that later shocked the comprehension world-becoming a venerable demon in a hundred years and a demon cultivator in the Mahayana period was the result of Li Yan's day and night training in the fragments of the small world.

Leaving aside Li Yan, no one knows about the past in the fragments of the small world, and no one can feel the bones of an unfathomable demonic venerable to see how old he is.

Chen He was lost in thought.

Shi Feng asked again: "According to what you've heard, what kind of person is our master?"

Chen He opened his mouth.

——Self-learning without a teacher, enlightenment is a legend in the world of self-cultivation. Even the old Taoist Changmei talks about Nan Hongzi with relish.

In fact, Nan Hongzi's enlightenment last time did not sound easy.

A person who has nothing to do with the cultivation world, who was originally a general guarding the frontiers of the previous dynasty, was suddenly suspected, recalled to Beijing, and sent to the sky prison, his whole family was killed, and he stayed in the sky prison for decades. I forgot that when such a person was wronged, he came out by himself.

When the cultivation world talked about this matter, they only cared about the first sentence and the last sentence.

As for the many disasters and misfortunes in the middle, it seems that with this extraordinary result, it becomes insignificant.

"You and the little apprentice are talking bad things about me behind my back!"

Qu Hong was initially alarmed by the monks from the Aggregation Sect who had suddenly become demonic, and followed them to watch the fun. Seeing that the situation was not good, the monks rushed to chase the blood demon, Venerable Huanjian, and missed twice, but Qu Hong met a serious .

"How dare a disciple."

"you…"

Qu Hong originally wanted to say, apprentice, you are very brave, how can you not be aware of it when you are not afraid, but when he glanced away, he felt that he still wanted to put some airs in front of Chen Ho, coughed dryly, and walked away with his hands behind his back up.

Chen He spread his hands towards Shi Feng: Brother, you didn't even notice that Master is coming, how could I find out?

Then, not daring to look at Shi Feng's expression, he hurriedly followed and asked Qu Hong:

"Master has achieved enlightenment? This time, even the senior brother didn't find out that Master was eavesdropping?"

"What is eavesdropping, is there anyone talking like that?" Qu Hong was dissatisfied.

"Eavesdropping is not important..."

"The important thing is how much you hear." Qu Hong continued with a blank expression.

Chen He: ...

Qu Hong turned his head and found that the little apprentice had his head down. At this height, he clearly knew that Chen Ho was for Shi Feng, so he pretended to be honest. However, the little apprentice looked really pitiful, so he could only sigh and reprimanded Shi Feng: "How to teach your junior brother, if you don't give him a good example, you will be unlucky."

"Brother, he—"

"Don't talk to him!"

Qu Hong finished his drink angrily, and then said again: "But what Shi Feng said is this principle. Whether your fate is good or bad, it only affects you, and it can't affect your luck or misfortune in the eyes of others. Dao is perfect, and you don't need to practice it. Dao is wrong. Sensation and color are subtle and difficult to see. Like a person drinking water, he knows whether he is warm or not."

After finishing speaking, he patted his apprentice's forehead and found that the height was just right for him. Regardless of Shi Feng's veiled stare at him, Qu Hong laughed and said, "Go, Master will take you to eat—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Shi Feng came over and pushed Qu Hong's palm away: "Master is satisfied?"

"...I, as a teacher, don't know that the little apprentice said that he realized suddenly." Qu Hong was embarrassed.

Shi Feng didn't want to speak anymore.

What else can I say, stay put.

The author has something to say: Taoism is perfect, and there is no need to practice it.The way is not sensual, subtle and difficult to see.Like a person who drinks water, he knows whether he is warm or not—a quote from Zen Buddhism.