So What If You've Been Reborn?

The Tangli tree planted in the courtyard has lost its petals.

Yuzhou is colder than Heiyuan Valley, Tangli is not in full bloom, and the courtyard is not covered with amulets to prevent others from stepping in, so Tangli is undefeated in all seasons.

Although this is Chen He's residence, Chen He doesn't have to keep his secrets locked up here like Venerable Li Yan in his previous life, because there is nowhere to look for, he looks at the blooming flowers in solitude, and he can't see his face when he scrolls and draws portrait.

If you miss your brother, you don’t have to look at the paintings yourself.

In the mirage bead, in the beryl ball, there are as many as you want!

Whenever you want to read it, you can read it whenever you want, pick up a beryl ball every day and hold it in your hand, flip through it casually with your spiritual sense while talking, those scrolls like flowing water seem to happen before your eyes.

In the old shadows left by these Cangyu balls, Chen He gradually grew into a young man of Zhilan Yushu, and the gloominess between Shi Feng's brows became less and less. Even if there was a lingering haze, when he saw Chen He , There is always a warm smile gradually appearing in the eyes.

When Chen He rubbed the beryl ball with his fingers, he was always in a particularly good mood.

——Senior Brother protects him in his arms.

——Brother held his hand, writing stroke by stroke on the paper.

——Senior Brother gave advice on martial arts, and Senior Brother sternly stretched out his hand to correct his mistakes...

The Shi Feng who lightly held Chen He's ear as a lesson, and couldn't laugh or cry at the messy lines Chen He read, existed in Chen He's long-forgotten memory.

"Master Chen?"

Zhan Yuanqiu saw Chen He lazily leaning against the stone railing and closed his eyes to rest his mind, so he couldn't help calling out tentatively.

He used to be called Venerable, just like Tianyan Daoist, but was changed by Chen He, Zhan Yuanqiu had to follow Yuzhou Moxiu to call Mr. Chen.

"Huh?" Chen He didn't raise his eyes, and the curvature of his mouth seemed to be in a good mood.

"The Aggregation Faction has changed. They seem to have discovered that Cui's head has had an accident."

Chen He half closed his eyes, sneered, and said mockingly:

"It's been six years, and they finally found out that Cui Viper is not retreating in the den?"

"It's really pathetic that this sect leader has done well." Zhan Yuanqiu echoed.

"There is nothing to regret. Cui Shaoxin is a person who has the dangers of mountains and rivers in his heart, the strictness of the city in his chest, his vision is vicious, and he is transparent. He seems to never make mistakes and has no burden. Similarly, it is impossible for him to have sincere concern. His people, this is the path he chose, Cui Shaoxin thinks that people in the world who are obsessed with affection are stupid."

Chen He opened his eyes, and the beryl ball on his fingertips fell steadily into his palm, and he said casually: "Everyone has his own ambitions and ideas, he falls for others, and you follow yours, why do we need to compare?"

Zhan Yuanqiu hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said: "The attack on Youzhou is imminent, Han Mingzong has added more elite disciples, and the number of masters above the sect's transformation stage has reached hundreds. The Aggregation Sect wants to fight with them and occupy Youzhou first The places where the treasures of heaven and earth are distributed can only be forced to follow suit, and the elders in the Juggernaut faction seem to be in harmony with each other, and now that Cui Shaoxin is found to be absent by them, I am afraid that the Juggernaut faction will retreat!"

"At present, they will not retreat."

Zhan Yuanqiu still couldn't rest assured, took out the map, and pointed it to Chen He worriedly: "The demon forces have been controlled by us to gradually retreat to Youzhou in the past six years, making the illusion of retreating steadily. Zhengdao thought that the rear was already stable. Six years of planning, only waiting for this final battle, and now there are many variables, it is not a good thing after all."

Chen Ho knew Zhan Yuanqiu for a long time, it was fine to pretend to be defeated, or to attract people to be taken in, but when he did something wrong, Zhan Yuanqiu was very nervous.

It was like waiting for Zhengdao to enter Youzhou in one go, and then at the last moment when he would never return, Zhan Yuanqiu began to fidget, fearing that things might go wrong, and always felt that he had no idea.

——It's a pity that Luo Jingshu is not here.

Chen He secretly felt that it was a bit difficult for Zhan Yuanqiu to support the overall situation alone.

"How is Senior Brother Ling?" Chen He asked.

"Don't mention it." Zhan Yuanqiu frowned, "Brother Lie Tian let me make up my mind, but he has been defeated for six years and has to be scolded by the world for being incompetent. He is holding back! Recently, he is on the verge of breaking out. When Pai delays this battle due to an accident, my senior brother is afraid that he will lead people out of Youzhou."

"I'll give you an idea."

Chen He chuckled lightly: "Let Venerable Lie Tian disguise himself, change his figure, go to the place where the righteous monks are waiting to march, and let him touch a few purses to calm down."

"..."

"You can't beat people, it's good to let the disciples of the righteous sect lose their money." Chen He looked at Zhan Yuanqiu with great interest.

The latter reluctantly changed the subject.

"At that time, there will be tens of thousands of elite demon cultivators hiding behind the battlefield. In addition, we have 'cleared out' more than a dozen small cities, all of which are 'mortals' with household registration and residence. Orthodox monks will never be able to tell, as long as they step into In the city—"

It's like entering the gate of hell, reincarnation!

"When you go back this time, please Venerable Lie Tian to send a message to scold me, and then scold Zhengdao bloody, and make Youzhou as solid as gold and unbreakable."

"This?" Zhan Yuanqiu was puzzled.

Chen He raised his eyes: "I'm waiting for a variable."

"how to say?"

Chen He smiled coldly, and said word by word: "Zhao Weiyang."

"He still dares to show his face?" Zhan Yuanqiu was surprised when he heard about this person from the Yinchen Python.

"Zhao Weiyang doesn't dare, but he can definitely guess that the righteous sects are about to fall." Chen He leaned back on the pillar on the side of the stone railing, with his right leg flat on the side of the stone steps facing the water, looking relaxed and relaxed , "Last time, the righteous and the devil fought for hundreds of years, and there was no winner. It was not until the death of the Huanjian Venerable that the Demonic Dao declined. Successive defeats..."

After that, of course Venerable Li Yan turned the tide of the battle.

"Now your master Huanjian... is not in this world."

"..." Zhan Yuanqiu frowned, his words were really reserved.

"One less Lord Huanjian and one Lord Guiming, the Demon Dao has been defeated in just six years. If it were you, would you believe it?"

Zhan Yuanqiu was at a loss for words.

"So it's not that your arrangements are not good enough, nor is your ability limited!" Chen He comforted Zhan Yuanqiu with a strange tone, "It's just because of the power of magic, which was exposed last time. If we extend this layout to 60 years, Credibility increases immediately."

"No!"

Zhan Yuanqiu shook his head heavily: "Six years of war is enough, and you have to pay for fraudulent defeat. If you drag it down for 60 years, even if you win, eight out of ten monks in the world will suffer the most. Isn't it those scattered people with no family or sect who suffer the most?" build?"

Chen He pursed his lips.

This is obvious. If Tong Xiaozhen's principle is money, Zhan Yuanqiu has more ambition than most people in the cultivation world, and it is a very unrealistic wish: to change the pattern of the cultivation world for thousands of years.

The white centipede's decision to win or lose is to completely overthrow the opponent and fight for the upper hand for hundreds of years.

This is also the thinking of most monks, and the victory that Zhan Yuanqiu believes is that regardless of the orthodox orthodox cultivators, they can be restrained by order, just like being checked and balanced by the law of heaven!

Power is not justice, but without power, justice cannot be maintained.

——The Demonic Dao must win this battle, and it must be an overwhelming victory, so that the righteous sects have no power to fight back, not to slaughter the righteous monks.

"However, Zhao Weiyang knows the truth, but he has to face a problem." Chen He slowed down his voice and said word by word, "Who will believe his words?"

Zhan Yuanqiu was stunned: "As long as he thinks, there is a way..."

"Well said! As long as he thinks!" Chen He clapped his palms and laughed, "What if Zhao Weiyang feels that this is a thankless task, and the righteous sects' confidence is inflated, and they are self-willed, so they can't hear a word?"

"He will simply give up and wait for the next opportunity."

Chen He couldn't stop smiling: "So the last thing we have to do is this thing, to make Zhao Weiyang retreat despite difficulties. National teacher, how to show weakness to the enemy and fabricate stories, isn't this your forte?"

Zhan Yuanqiu's eyes lit up, and he was anxious to go back:

"Then it's settled. When the battle starts, which sect does Mr. Chen plan to attack first?"

Chen He lazily closed his eyes again, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Does that even matter?"

A sect with a bad reputation, not as good as before, even if the entire army is wiped out, other orthodox sects will not be sad, let alone a sect that shouts that Youzhou is weird, and others will not believe them.

"Daxueshan Qiankun View!"

Zhan Yuanqiu suddenly stood up, bowed his head and cupped his hands, and left without looking back.

The wind blew away the Tangli flower petals in the courtyard, and they fell all over the ground.

There were also circles of ripples in the pool water.

A red light flashed, and the fat baby with braids appeared on the stone steps beside Chen He. It tiptoed to the edge of the pond and pounced.

Water splashes everywhere.

A fat koi was hugged by Shi Zhonghuo.

It happily patted the scales of the fish, leaned over to Chen He, looked at the beryl ball in his hand, curled its lips in dissatisfaction, and said clumsily, "Master, eat fish."

"Throw it back." Chen He threatened the fat boy without opening his eyes, "I will hand you over to my senior brother as soon as I ascend."

Shi Zhonghuo pouted and threw the fish back into the pool, then lay on Chen He's shoulder and laughed non-stop.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Master... the injury has healed."

Chen He was taken aback when he heard the sound, and after a while, he stretched out his hand to rub Shi Zhonghuo's head, despite the fat baby's tossing about climbing up and down like a rockery, and didn't push him away.

——Six years ago, Chen He was forced to retreat from the Congregation Sect of the Han Ming Sect. Chen He seemed to be relaxed, relying on the memory of Venerable Li Yan and his 40 years of experience in fighting life and death in the fragments of the small world, to avoid all fatal attacks.

But there is a price, too.

There was a big difference in strength, and he was facing more than one Mahayana monk. Chen He was seriously injured, but no one knew about it.These six years were for planning and recuperating from injuries. Chen He did not leave Yuzhou one step.

Chen Ho thought that he had deceived everyone, but he did not expect that there were still "people" who knew.

He squeezed Shi Zhonghuo's chubby face, opened his arms, let the fat man slip into his arms, and stuffed a thousand-character text from the storage bag for the fat man.

Under the dim sunlight, Chen He was immersed in the scene of the beryl ball from time to time, while Shi Zhonghuo grabbed the book upside down, turned two pages, turned it upside down again, covered his mouth with his fat hand and yawned, lying on his back. Chen He didn't move.

The years are quiet and good, but there is only one person missing.