So What If You've Been Reborn?

"Shi Feng is really crazy..."

The old man with long eyebrows was walking around the house with his beard pulled, and he groaned bitterly, "How can he say such things directly in front of Chen He, and he is not afraid of teaching bad children!"

He muttered very loudly, the house was only so big, of course Chen He who lived next door could hear him clearly.

In the city of Yuzhou, the wind and snow were all over the sky, and the sound of firecrackers kept coming and going. Every household in Shisanfang of Xicheng was very lively. Only in this yard, maids and servants pretending to be puppets falsely responded and posted Spring Festival couplets at the front door, and red lanterns were hung under the eaves. But it was as silent as ice.

There are still bowls and chopsticks on the stone table, and the remaining soup has lost its temperature.

Chen He watched Shi Feng leave. Before the senior brother left, he carefully asked him about the situation of the mirage beads in the Purple Mansion, and taught him a few new tricks of psychic skills. Finally, he put the new year's new clothes on Chen He bed.

Shi Feng said he would be back in ten days.

——Once a cultivator enters the alchemy stage, it will take a year to retreat casually, so what is ten days worth?

"Why don't you let the old man take Chen Ho back to Heiyuan Valley, it's the safest place!" the old man with long eyebrows was still muttering.

"Because of the Beixuan Secret Treasure."

Chen He sat with his back straight, he heard his voice calm and unwavering, the emotion of worrying about his senior brother's departure seemed to be cut off, and the silence was buried deep.

"Uh?"

The old man with long eyebrows paused.

Although the two courtyards are not big, except for the side rooms of the main room, there is still room in the backyard for Taoist Changmei, but the location of the lighting is a bit poor, and the old Taoist Changmei doesn't care, watching Chen He next door open the door walk out.

Compared with the time in Heiyuan Valley, the young man was a bit taller, with his long hair combed neatly, his steps were calm when he stepped out of the threshold, and his eyes were firm and cold. At first glance, the old man with long eyebrows seemed to have found something in Chen He. Shi Feng's shadow.

In the past, the dumpling dressed like a ball, with the delicious smell of meat buns on his mouth and hands, was frightened by the story that his brother was a fox demon, and ran while crying... Tsk.

The old man with long eyebrows regretfully shook his head.

Chen Ho walked into the courtyard, looked up at the old Taoist with long eyebrows and asked, "Can the priest tell me about the Beixuan School?"

"Well, this one!"

The old Taoist felt that he was idle anyway, so he walked out of the room with a whisk in his hand, and said casually: "The Beixuan sect is probably the sect with the longest inheritance in the cultivation world, at least tens of thousands of years. Because the sect's classics were burned, how many years?" Dai, it’s not clear.”

As he spoke, he observed Chen He's expression.

When he found that the latter didn't look surprised or angry at all, he was still standing steadily, and his breathing was not disturbed, the old Taoist with long eyebrows felt relieved and stroked his beard.

The karma between the Beixuan Sect and the entire cultivation world is too deep to explain clearly.

How many tragedies have become a thing of the past, and you can't find your enemy even if you go to hell, and entanglement in the past will only increase your troubles in vain.

"8000 years ago, there was a catastrophic battle in the cultivation world. The Beixuan Sect and the Nanhe Sect were the two most prosperous sects in the world at that time. There were many small sects attached to them, and there were countless monsters, ghost cultivators..."

"monster?"

"Ah, I forgot to tell you. In the ancient times, there were not clear distinctions between many practitioners. In the Beixuan Sect, there were also disciples from the monster race, and demon cultivators."

"Isn't it true that demon cultivators cannot ascend?"

"In ancient times, it was possible." The old man with long eyebrows nodded and said, "It's just that the probability is the least, and it is not as high as the number of ascensions of demon cultivators. For orthodox cultivators of my generation, ascension is the safest way to cross the catastrophe. After the catastrophe, the cultivation The world is declining, that kind of faction is ascending, the grand scene of family cultivation is no longer there, and the inheritance of the world is broken nine out of ten. Because of the unscrupulous killing, the demon cultivators have deeper karma, and there has not been a demon cultivator ascending in 8000 years."

How many dynasties in the world have changed, and the sea has changed.

"My master...has the Taoist priest seen it?"

"Nan Hongzi? Ah, of course, Nan Hongzi entered Taoism through martial arts. There are still legends about him. He was a victorious general in the frontier 500 years ago. Xirong and Beidi were terrified."

The long-browed old man stroked his beard and sighed, "But things in the world are mostly like this. The king is stupid, his achievements are so great, and he was locked in the prison for thirty years. After the emperor passed away, no one thought of him, but when he arrived In the prison, I saw a man whose face was covered with beard and hair, laughed three times, broke the chains and walked away.

There is no cultivation method, no guidance, sitting in a prison, enlightening the Tao with martial arts, forming a golden pill, and abandoning the world to become a monk.Nan Hongzi is simply a legend in the cultivation world for thousands of years. "

——Such an amazing Nan Hongzi, how did the master of him and his brothers die?A word stuck in Chen He's throat, and he didn't ask in the end.

The old Taoist with long eyebrows was still immersed in the memories, shaking his head and said: "It is very difficult for a cultivator at the Jindan stage to find a sect. Many sects' exercises are not suitable for him, so he finally went to the Beixuan sect."

The Beixuan School of Mind has always been regarded as the best to understand, but the most difficult to practice, and it is also the only one in the cultivation world (the Beixuan School was catastrophe 3000 years ago, and all the classics of the school were robbed). No one can practice the exercises of the golden core stage.

The general outline of the Beixuan School is just one sentence: spring grows and summer grows, autumn harvests and winter hides, this is the scripture of the great way.

——Follow the weather and do what you should do.

As for the time of day, many people understand it as the law of the way of heaven, but Chen He thinks it means not to be picky about the environment. If you can find the "Tao" in any environment and know what you should do, are you afraid that your cultivation will not increase?

"Well, if it's this experience, Master is really suitable for the Beixuan Sect." After Chen He finished speaking, he found that it was a bit strange for him to say this, especially not very respectful, so he quickly shut up.

Taoist Changmei didn't know the true meaning of Beixuan's mind, and he didn't know what he was referring to. He only said with regret: "Although Nan Hongzi was a monk, he had a strong temper and died too early... Sigh."

Chen He listened silently.

The old Taoist suddenly woke up, coughed dryly, and said with a little embarrassment: "Chen He, there are many things about your school. Only your senior brother can explain clearly, and the poor Taoist doesn't understand it very well. The poor Taoist just thought about it a little bit. I feel that Shi Feng must be talking nonsense about being a venerable demon, so you don't have to worry about him..."

"No." Chen He shook his head solemnly.

"..."

With long eyebrows and forehead: How did Pindao forget that this doll is not easy to cheat since she was ten years old!

"Three months ago, we heard the news that the Beixuan Secret Treasure was about to be born. My senior brother took me to Yuzhou and didn't go back to Heiyuan Valley. He said that it wasn't like taking the trouble back." Chen He raised his head seriously, "I Although I don’t know how much the treasure from 8000 years ago was worth, there have been too many disputes over the Beixuan Secret Treasure in the cultivation world over the years, maybe some people don’t want the treasure, but they don’t want their opponents to get it.”

That's right, Heluopai is like this.The old man with long eyebrows coughed in embarrassment.

"There are also those who died for the treasure, their relatives, and I don't want them to die in vain."

"this…"

"It's a good way to hide your whereabouts and hide." Chen He raised his head, his tone calm and calm, "The better way than this is to let others be cautious and dare not provoke them."

Daxueshan God Master released the news that Venerable Huanjian and Shi Feng are fighting for the Beixuan secret treasure, and there are still people under Venerable Huanjian who are quietly contributing to the flames. Is everyone in the comprehension world willing to trouble Venerable Huanjian or go to Shi Feng? Feng?

The greatest advantage of the Venerable Mo Dao is power.

It's too late to cultivate power by yourself, so you can only grab it.Among the six masters of Moxiu, apart from Master Huanjian, Shi Feng still has five targets to choose from.

"Senior brother said that no matter how big the trouble is, he will solve it... This is the solution he thought of. The Beixuan Secret Treasure has actually existed for 8000 years. Why did no one break into the Beixuan Sect to search it until 3000 years ago? The decline of Beixuan, the previous 5000 years of fighting openly and secretly, the rumors were so loud and no one dared to take action, what is the reason?"

The old man with long eyebrows was dumbfounded.

Why else, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and before the Beixuan sect really declines, who would risk the world's displeasure and run to find the treasure?

In fact, Chen Ho didn't say a word: The person the cultivation world is looking for is actually Shi Feng.Except for the people from Daxue Mountain, not many people knew about Chen He, and Liang Qianshan also regarded Chen He as Shi Feng's apprentice.

"Look at what Shi Feng did!" Daoist Changmei repeatedly stamped his feet, "He forbade Pindao to tell about the attack by the Gorefiend at the Bone Gate the day before yesterday, but he told you the plan in front of your face, isn't that right? Only other state officials are allowed to set fires, and poor people are not allowed to light lamps!"

——Because Senior Brother knew from the moment you slipped the tongue that things couldn't be hidden from me.

Chen He silently moved his eyes away, unable to tell whether it was joy or sadness in his heart.

"The news of the treasure is spreading, and the cultivation world is shaking, but there is still room for redemption! As long as you go back to the Heiyuan Valley, we will release the news that the Beixuan Secret Treasure is in the hands of Venerable Huanjian. Let them find it Let's drink tea and chat, the number one master of magic!"

Chen Ho thought for a long time, then suddenly turned around.

"Hey, where are you going?" The old man with long eyebrows hurriedly followed.

Just kidding, Shi Feng entrusted him to look after Chen Ho before he left, if something happened, Chang Mei would really have no face to go back.

Chen He walked around the house twice, and finally came to the main room, and finally found the pile of New Year's worship supplies. In front of the candlestick, there was a red box.

He didn't buy it, and the brother didn't have such a thing at home before he came back with the mirage beads.

Gently opened the box, Chen He glanced at it, then put it back heavily.

"Chen He?"

"Reverend Huanjian will not take this blame." Chen He walked out of the main room with a sullen face, turned his head and said lightly, "By the way, Taoist priest, be gentle when holding the box, you may have the Beixuan Secret Treasure in your hand."

"what?"

The long-browed Taoist roared, threw the whisk away, and almost shrank under the table holding the box. Reflexively, he played a series of talismans. He was about to turn around and scold Chen Ho for being too casual. Finding that Chen He's figure was gone, he lowered his head and carefully opened the lid of the box to close his eyes.

"..."

A few days later, the Heiyuan Valley far away on the Motian Cliff received a summons, and Taoist Changmei claimed that he had suffered the greatest shock in the 700 years of Shouyuan, and that even Yuanshen was not well.

***

The cold north wind blew away Chen He's messy thoughts, he threw the box to the old Taoist Changmei, casually added a trick to himself and left the house.

All kinds of stagnant emotions lingered in his chest, the streets were empty, Chen He stepped on the ground of firecrackers, he could only see the servants cleaning in the courtyard, and vaguely heard the laughter inside the courtyard wall.

Walking out of Thirteen Squares in Xicheng, all the shops are closed, the flags are put away, all the restaurants and teahouses are closed, only a few inns are still open, the workshops where the people live are separated from the shopping malls, no matter how lively there is, this side Also deserted, so desolate.

"Foretelling, fortune-telling in the first month to predict the safety of the coming year!"

An old Taoist priest with a hunched back stood in front of the inn to solicit business.

"Let's go, let's go! It's a big Chinese New Year, and it doesn't say auspicious words!" The inn clerk came out impatiently to chase him away.

"In this windy and snowy day, the poor Taoist begs for a living!" The old Taoist begged, dragging the banner with gossip drawn on it.

"You! You are a bull-nosed person. You can't change your name if you celebrate the Chinese New Year. You are poor...ah bah!" The clerk couldn't help but push the old fortune-teller out.

The Taoist left angrily, but when he turned around, he saw Chen Ho.

"you--"

Chen He frowned, he had deceived himself!Pay attention to him is the cultivator!

Taking a closer look, the corners of Chen He's mouth twitched a little. The other party also used tricks, and he was an advanced one. He forced himself to make up to look like an old man with white beard and hair. In fact, he had a young round face with shocking eyes. round!

"Daozhang, the new year is auspicious."

The Taoist fortune-teller stepped back three steps vigilantly, and put his palms forward in a defensive posture, "What are you trying to do, fighting with a puppet as a helper is not a good man!"

Chen He was a little amused, but held back.

Although he went home afterward and wrote down the story of the strange Taoist, and barely sketched a portrait, it was still a bit difficult to draw this guy's appearance vividly.

The other party is fine, just confess directly, which saves trouble!

Chen He deliberately said with a straight face: "I have never met the Taoist priest, why did the Taoist priest know that I have a puppet?"

The Taoist was stunned by choking, his expression was green and white.

Chen Ho didn't know that when he was expressionless, he was more like the arrogant, cold, clean-eyed Demon Lord in the impression of the Taoist priest in his previous life. Just his face alone brought back many bad memories of the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest is really about to regret: Chen He is not stupid this time, but how did he forget that Venerable Li Yan also suffers from ecstasy and memory confusion?Without mirage pearls, with the current level of cultivation that this demon can't form alchemy, he would have already forgotten who he is!I also took the initiative to send, send, and send to the door!

The Taoist felt inexplicably sad and indignant.

"It's nothing, we met by chance, Pindao has admitted to the wrong person, so let's say goodbye!"

"It seems that the Taoist priest failed to catch monsters to sell for money last time, so he is so poor..." Chen He narrowed his eyes.

"If it wasn't for you blocking the poor way and wasting time—" the Taoist priest's voice stopped abruptly, and his face became even uglier, "Chen He, how dare you play the poor way?"

"Don't dare, I don't know the long dharma name yet?"

"We will get to know each other in the future!" The Taoist ran wildly, holding the flag and head.

Want to run?

A sneer flashed in Chen He's eyes.If you want to run, it depends on whether he agrees or not.