So What If You've Been Reborn?

A few days ago, the inheritance of the ancient demon sect was opened.

On the gravel beach, a beam of light shot up into the sky, and Moxiu and the Daxueshan people faced each other directly. When Liang Qianshan received a summons and rushed over, sneering at the intention to destroy the inheritance beam of light, Liang Qianshan suddenly felt a stagnation in his chest.

The operation of the true essence is not so smooth.

The demon cultivators led by Ji Hong laughed ferociously behind the mask.

——As a reborn person, Ji Hong dared to come to fetch the treasure without fear, of course after careful planning.

First of all, Ji Hong carefully selected fellow travelers. He began to consciously win over these demon cultivators seven or eight years ago, giving them advice and helping them solve their urgent needs. One of the powers, every time they compete with other small powers, they can reap benefits, and these demon cultivators are sincerely convinced of Ji Hong's plan.

Among these demons, there is only one woman.

Of course, this was also intentional by Ji Hong. He had long thought about the secret treasure of Beixuan, but if he wanted to get the secret treasure, he had to trigger the inheritance of the demon sect that blocked the way—the ancestors of the Beixuan sect were so smart, they didn’t have any big money. The treasure was guarded with multiple mechanisms, and there were no thousands of Nascent Soul stage puppets and thousands of dead monsters as guards as in the legend.

They just packed the treasure into a box and buried it casually at the entrance of the underground palace.

Then, a demon sect inheritance was arranged on the outermost side.

One day when the inheritance is triggered, people will rush into the depths of the underground palace to search for classics, magic weapons, and even the bones of ancient magic cultivators. Who will look at the gate of the underground palace more?

The Beixuan sect recorded the news of the secret treasure on a tripod, and this record was discovered by Venerable Huanjian belatedly, many years after the secret treasure appeared in the world.Previously, this copper tripod, which has been passed down for thousands of years and is a symbol of imperial power in the world, has been placed in the Taimiao Temple for worshiping heaven.

Not only did Ji Hong know the secret of the tripod, he also knew what the inheritance of the demon sect was - the ancient Southern Wilderness Hundred Miasma Gate, as the name suggests, made good use of miasma.

In the previous life, a group of cultivators who were attracted by the beam of light were directly overthrown. Fortunately, the poison of the miasma has become thinner due to the long years. In the end, everyone lay on the ground together for a few days, and they were able to move slowly.

——There are very few poisons in the world that can affect Mahayana cultivators, but miasma is not one of them. Liang Qianshan is arrogant by nature, so he will not take precautions in advance.

Seeing the complexion of the aloof Snow Mountain God Master change drastically, sitting cross-legged in mid-air, working hard and molesting, the demon cultivators who came along with Ji Hong laughed wantonly.

It was too late for the disciples of Daxue Mountain to feel that something was wrong, and they staggered and fell down one by one.

"Mr. Ji Hong, shall we kill each other?"

It's so much fun to cut down from the low to the high one by one from the gate of Daxue Mountain!

No one would foolishly suggest cutting Liang Qianshan.A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention a master in the Mahayana stage, even if a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage is annoyed, if they don't detoxify and instead explode their true essence, they will be extremely happy and sad.

"Hahaha!"

The unscrupulous Moxiu did what he said, the blue dagger flew by, blood spurted out, a Taoist twitched in pain, but he couldn't even scream loudly because of the miasma.

"Don't do this." Ji Hong stopped his companions with a smile, "Brothers, it is not easy for you to practice hard for many years. Today, it is enough for us to kill some disciples in the Qi-cultivation period and the foundation-establishment period. I am the most afraid of trouble. If you have a master , please tell me, I will definitely let you go, I am afraid of being retaliated!"

Several demon cultivators grinned at the same time, casually picked up the Taoist who was dressed as a low-level disciple, and compared them with daggers at their throats and hearts.

"I... I have a master."

"I have it too."

These poor wretches made weak voices. Some of them must be telling lies, but some of them are telling the truth.

Ji Hong smiled as he watched a guy who was looking forward to staring at the distance and kept calling Master get his throat cut.

"Don't lie to me, why didn't your master answer you?"

More people were dragged out, and some Taoist priests in the Jindan stage and Yuanying stage couldn't bear it immediately, stopped adjusting their breath, opened their eyes and stretched out their hands to their crying apprentices.Ji Hong also kept his promise and immediately threw these people back, but more Taoists turned a deaf ear to them and only wanted to expel the miasma poison from their bodies.

"Mr. Ji Hong." There was a demon cultivator who watched Liang Qianshan who couldn't move.

"Don't worry, during the battle of catastrophe, even the immortals couldn't resist the miasma from the Hundred Miasma Sect. It's impossible to suppress the poison in a short time."

Ji Hong said it easily, but doubts arose in his heart.

——He didn't believe that Venerable Huanjian, who valued treasures, didn't send someone to follow them.

The miasma enveloped the area for several miles, and those who followed secretly should also fall down. How come there is no movement at all until now?

At this moment, Liang Qianshan suddenly opened his eyes, with a fierce expression on his face, and waved his hand lightly.

A blue rainbow crossed several demon cultivators, and Ji Hong backed away in horror, but it was too late, the icy sword aura came instantly, the evil ghost mask on his face was split in two, and a little red came out between his brows.

Jianfeng stopped not far from his eyes.

One hand gripped the edge of the sword, and the blade trembled hummingly.

There was a bloodstain in the middle of Ji Hong's face, and without the mask, he also sat down on the ground with his feet limp after the miasma entered his body.

Only then did the demon cultivators' stiff bodies burst into a cloud of blood mist, scattered on the gravel beach.

"Master Huanjian!" Liang Qianshan said word by word.

Everyone in the Daxue Mountain Gate was shocked: It is the second venerable demon cultivator!The old enemy of our sect, the culprit who drove Qiankun Guan out of the Central Plains 300 years ago? !

Many people lying on the ground were unable to raise their heads, and they couldn't see the appearance of this Demon Venerable at all.

Ji Hong looked at the Demon Lord's back in horror.

——It turned out that Venerable Huanjian didn't send anyone to follow them, he came directly by himself! !

Ji Hong quickly filtered his words and deeds these days in his mind, lest there be any flaws.

"Liang Qianshan, you have inhaled the miasma. Even though you secretly learned the Beixuan sect's exercises, what you have learned is shallow. If you want to suppress the poison and fight me, I'm afraid it won't work."

Venerable Huanjian was wearing a black robe, his face was also covered.

Hearing his hoarse and deep voice, Liang Qianshan was filled with anger.

Venerable Huanjian said leisurely: "I won't kill your disciples, so don't worry too much. Just stay with me and wait for the inheritance to end and the secret treasure to come into the world."

"Are you crazy?" Liang Qianshan blurted out.

He was furious, and he couldn't imagine why Venerable Huanjian would point out the news about the Beixuan Secret Treasure in public.

Ji Hong looked at Liang Qianshan like a fool: Once Venerable Huanjian obtained the Beixuan Secret Treasure, wouldn't the news be immediately spread by Liang Qianshan and everyone in the world would know?That being the case, why did Venerable Huanjian conceal the news?

For the safety of the Beixuan Secret Treasure, the Mozun can't kill Liang Qianshan to silence it now-it's urgent, the self-destruction of a Mahayana cultivator is not a joke.

Liang Qianshan withdrew his sword angrily, and started to expel the poison with all his strength.

Days and nights passed quickly, and the beam of light became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Liang Qianshan and Huanjian Venerable turned into light and shadow at the same time, and disappeared at the entrance of the cave.

As soon as they entered, they saw the white centipede standing up rubbing his forehead, and the masked Li Zan, the nun specially brought by Ji Hong, holding a red box dully, kneeling on the ground and muttering Muttering to himself: "How could it be, how could the Beixuan Secret Treasure be this..."

***

A few days later, Yuzhou.

The sky was bright, and the last ray of spiritual energy around Chen He's body entered his body, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Outside the small courtyard, a maid-like puppet waited respectfully with a hot water satin towel. Not long after, the door was pushed open, and Chen He rushed out excitedly after reading the memory and reading the little black account, but found that his senior brother was not there.

Chen Ho swallowed back the joyful voice, and tiptoed to the brother's window to take a peek.

The gap between the window lattices was enough for Chen He to see Shi Feng sitting on the couch with his eyes downcast.

Chen Ho couldn't help but feel guilty, he only thought of his cultivation base being diligent and healed from the dark wounds in his meridians, but he almost forgot that his senior brother was first disturbed by the demons and then broke the mantra. I'm afraid it will take a long time to cultivate.

He tiptoed out of the small courtyard again, turned his head and asked the puppet who was always following behind him: "What do you want, brother?"

The puppet shook his head stiffly.

"I'll protect senior brother." Chen He took advantage of the situation and sat under the big tree in the courtyard.

After casually wiping his face with a satin towel, he continued to ponder over the psychic gestures.

But sitting still, with a calm mind, the breath in the body has not changed, and there is no feeling of pinching and pinching gestures.

Chen Ho stood up and quietly tiptoed, peeking at Shi Feng's room again.

"What are you looking at?" Shi Feng didn't know when he was standing behind him.

Chen Ho put his hands behind his back subconsciously, and said honestly, "Look at senior brother."

"Let's go out for a stroll, I still need your guardian?" Shi Feng patted his junior brother's head and found that his hair was messy, sighed silently, and took out the comb from the mustard talisman.

The boy's slightly lower stature is just right for standing with his hair tied.

Chen Ho turned around obediently, squinted his eyes to enjoy the feeling of the comb's teeth gently shaving his hair, the senior brother's craftsmanship is really good.

"It was practiced on your head." Shi Feng tapped his junior brother on the forehead with the back of his comb.

"Ouch." Only then did Chen Ho realize that he had unknowingly expressed what was in his heart.

Thinking over this answer carefully, Chen Ho narrowed his eyes again, very happy.Senior brother is so nice, but when he thinks that Shi Feng once had two apprentices, he feels sour in his heart.

I held his arms and protected others.

With a face that looks indifferent, I have worried about others, maybe I have combed their hair, bought food, and visited the market for others...

Chen Ho shook his head, feeling a little annoyed.

——Brother's apprentice is no longer alive, how could he have such an idea.

"Huh?" Shi Feng lowered his head in doubt.

"It's nothing, I'm going out!" Chen He didn't dare to turn his head, and ran out of the yard in a hurry.

Shi Feng stuffed the comb back into the mustard seed talisman, and after the younger brother left, he returned to his indifferent appearance, and attracted two puppets: "Follow up and protect, don't expose."

The puppet bowed back, turned into a shadow and disappeared.

Shi Feng took a fixed look at the north, walked back to his room and continued to meditate - he had to heal his injuries before he could take the mirage beads from Venerable Huanjian.

Venerable Huanjian is called the second Venerable, but in fact he is the number one master of magic.