So What If You've Been Reborn?

Chen family, Yunzhou family.

Mr. Chen was an official abroad, and he did not return for many years.Yunzhou is located in southern Xinjiang, far away from the Central Plains, and it is really not easy to come back once.

At the age of three, he vaguely remembered something. Chen He had been wearing filial piety since he was a child, because his mother, who was ill after giving birth to him, passed away when Chen He was less than one year old.

It takes three years to keep filial piety. No matter how young the child is, he still needs to sew hemp strips on his clothes. He cannot wear gold locks and jade pendants. He only has a long-lived plain silver ring bell in his hand. Things like this are also cancelled.

So before he drowned in the pond, not many people had seen the young master of the Chen family.

After becoming stupid, not to mention, the Chen family will not make a fool of himself.Therefore, when he disappeared at the age of six, it was called a premature death, and there was no ripple among the Yunzhou family. After a long time, people had already forgotten that there was a Chen He in the Chen family.

When everyone in the Heiyuan Valley picked up Chen He, he no longer wore heavy filial piety. The Lord of the Heiyuan Valley asked who the father of Tuanzi was and what he did.Chen Ho answered vaguely at the time, he only had a three-year-old mind, he could not understand it, and he had never seen it before.

After growing up, Chen Ho's ignorance and doubts became more subtle.

In terms of human sophistication, a man whose wife has passed away and has not been back for at least two years is enough to prove that he has no affection for the wife Ming Mei is marrying.

——If you are an official abroad, you can naturally bring your family to the post, but this Chen Junshou did not.

Ding You, the county guard, returned to his hometown, and the team was naturally mighty.There are more than a dozen carts filled with various boxes and cages, as well as small sedan chairs for the family members, and two carriages for the maids and mother-in-law.According to all the signs, as the passers-by said, Chen Junshou was not in a hurry to go back. He said that he was returning to his hometown to observe his filial piety.

Standing in front of the city gate, mingled in the crowd and staring silently for a while, Chen He left silently.

When he returned to the small courtyard in the deep alley of Shisanfang, Xicheng, those complex and stiff expressions had disappeared from his face.

Like a puppet carrying a bag of food, it stuffed the poor Taoist who had been knocked out into the kitchen.

After a while, Master Tianyan, who was awakened by the smoke, coughed again and again. He struggled a bit and found that his limbs were weak, his chest was stuffy, his head was hit dizzy, his eyes were still tightly covered, and he couldn't do anything. invisible.

Next to it... why is there the sound of adding firewood, boiling water and sharpening a knife?

Daoist Tianyan was horrified, even if he had been the leader of the righteous way in the cultivation world, or a master in the Mahayana period, it didn't mean he had experienced everything!For example, being kidnapped, thrown into the hands of the most vicious devil cultivators, and boiled into a pot of soup?

When he was dumbfounded, the door suddenly creaked open.

Daoist Tianyan sensed in front of him vigilantly with his divine sense, um, the devil Chen He, and one more... Strange, why does this feel so familiar?It seems that he has practiced the exercises of the Heluo School, and his cultivation base is quite high!

"Senior, let's go! This kid is not a good person!" Tianyan Daoist was in a hurry and shouted immediately.

Soon he stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth, the puppet clapped his hands, and continued to boil water to make tea for the old Taoist with long eyebrows.

Coming out of the main room, the long-browed Taoist, who was dazed and full of Beixuan secret treasures, managed to come back to his senses after Tian Yan yelled at him. He shook his neck and looked at Chen He suspiciously: Why did you catch a Taoist priest from the street and come back?

Chen Ho raised his hand at the puppet, who grabbed the little Taoist priest who was struggling desperately, and struck again with precision, and the future head of the Heluo faction lay down limply.

Taking off the blindfold with his own hands, Chen He turned his head and signaled: "I met a few days ago in Yuzhou City. This person is a bit weird. He actually recognized me. I'm afraid he had been to Yunzhou before."

"Oh?"

Hearing the sound, the old Taoist with long eyebrows approached, and thrust Fuchen into the back of his collar. He searched the "captive"'s pockets and purses skillfully, and found a low-quality mahogany sword, a stack of yellow paper, two small packets of cinnabar, and a A bald pen.

"So poor, I don't even have a storage bag." The old man with long eyebrows muttered.

Not everyone has the magic weapon of mustard seeds, but the storage bag is the standard equipment for cultivators. The disciples of the big sect can get it after they get started, including a spiritual nourishment pill every month, which can be called a sect welfare.

Other casual cultivators, whoever has some money, who doesn't have a storage bag?

"The clothes are so poor that pawnshops don't want them. Shoes—" the old man with long eyebrows flipped through them casually, and found that the guy who fainted on the ground was really poor. After washing and refilling, it turned white and faded, making it impossible to see.

The old man with long eyebrows sighed and looked up, only to find that Chen He was staring at him strangely.

"Ahem!" Taoist Changmei hurriedly stood up, pulled out his fly whisk and reposed himself as a worldly expert.

"..."

It was too late, and the familiar movements of touching treasures were completely exposed!

——Old Daoist, what did you do before?Is it really an elder of the Heluo sect who is good at fortune-telling, not a green forest hero who robs houses?

"Chen He, you don't know something!" Daoist Changmei said righteously, "Although Motianya is remote, there will always be three or two people who fall from the sky and need to be rescued by people at the bottom of the valley."

The corner of Chen He's mouth twitched as one of the dropped items.

"Heiyuan Valley is a place to live in seclusion, but there are always some people who don't want us to be quiet and hang around on the cliffs. Those who want to learn from teachers, and those who are hunted down and want to hide in the valley are whimsical! Can I live there?"

The long-browed Taoist raised his whisk and said arrogantly, "every sixty years, it will be so lively! There are too many casual cultivators below the alchemy stage in the cultivation world, and they don't even know the prestige of the Black Abyss Valley. When a generation changes every year, we have to give them a long memory."

so?

People who wandered around the Motian Cliff, made trouble, or believed in the so-called heroic leap of adventure, were collectively ransacked by the old non-cultivators in the Black Abyss Valley!

Chen He's face froze.

A group of masters in the Mahayana stage of the God Transformation stage touched people's storage bags to see if there were any valuables on them. How could they be so proficient in looting fainted people?No wonder the Black Abyss Valley has a "bad name".

"Okay, this is an ordinary cultivator who is so poor that he can't even afford the dregs of medicine." The old man with long eyebrows hurriedly changed the subject, he nodded, and looked at the ground with disgust, "You said he recognized you, what That's strange! Although a cultivator can make a bigu, it is quite difficult to travel thousands of miles without a penny."

"This person claims to be a disciple of the Heluo Sect."

"what?"

The old man with long eyebrows was startled, he lowered his head and searched again, but found nothing.

In the end, he stretched out his hand to check, and he found the faint aura, which was indeed the way of Heluo Sect's entry-level exercises.

"Well, the roots are average, the foundation building stage is cultivated, the spiritual energy is not much, but it is quite mellow! He is a good seed who will practice hard!" The old man with long eyebrows stroked his beard and his eyes lit up.

There are many disciples in the big sect, so whether they have a future depends on their roots, that is, their comprehension.

Even if you have everything, if you don't practice diligently, it's empty talk.

The old Taoist with long eyebrows has a weird expression——Chen He casually went to the street, and dragged back a future master of the Heluo Sect, who was also considered outstanding among hundreds of brothers and sisters of the Dazong Sect. Isn't this too evil?

"The priest wants to accept disciples?"

"How can it be, hehe, the poor apprentices are all older than Shi Feng." The old man with long eyebrows muttered.

Chen He silently wrote down this sentence.

——How to fiddle with the mirage bead, he is still in the groping stage, he will encounter countless things every day, even if the cultivator has a strong spiritual sense, he can read all the memories in a flash, and he must be good at thinking .

Well, it seems that the long-browed old man has more than one apprentice.

"I saw the Taoist priest lamenting the good talent and beauty, so I remind you."

"how do you know?"

The long-browed Taoist raised his head in surprise. How old is Chen He, and he can see the aptitude and understanding of others, especially the aptitude and understanding suitable for the Heluo Sect?

Chen Ho shrugged, of course he couldn't see it, but the old man with long eyebrows raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, and almost wrote words on his face, how could he not know?

The old Taoist with long eyebrows twitched his beard, and changed the subject again in embarrassment: "Do you think this little Taoist is someone who was brought to Yunzhou City by my Heluo Sect, and he happened to meet you again?"

"Perhaps."

Chen Ho will meet twice now, and the other party's strange behavior will be mentioned.

Of course, many details were missed, such as the Hunyuan Palm Ruyi Hand, and the most curious thing, this Taoist priest seems to be able to recognize the level at a glance when he sees a puppet.These are all skipped over, and the main point is that the other party keeps calling him the devil, and insists that they must have a deep hatred in the future.

"That's interesting!"

The long-browed Taoist's eyes sparkled.

"It was rough in the early years, with no worries in the world, and quite blessed." The long-browed old man tugged at someone's ear, and then carefully looked at that round face.

Chen He, who was standing behind, turned his head quietly, unable to bear to look at it.

——This posture is the same as when he went to the market a few days ago and Mrs. Wang next door was picking pork heads.

Taoist Changmei used his true energy to draw out a trace of spiritual energy from Tianyan, and then calculated it carefully. It stands to reason that the difference in cultivation between the two sides is huge, and it is easy to see a ray of heavenly secret.

The secret must not be leaked, it cannot be said, but you can rest assured that it is an understanding.

Unexpectedly, the fate of this little Taoist priest is like a small loach, slipping around, unable to catch it alive, and muddying up a pool of water, so he can't see any secrets.

Daoist Changmei was surprised, and turned to Chen He to count the secrets, only to find that he was trapped in a fog, with no front and back, and erratic.He counted several times for Chen He in the Heiyuan Valley, and it was all three catastrophes, nine disasters and nine hardships, many bumpy roads, and it was not like this at all!

"Chen He, something is wrong!"

Why did the two senior brothers toss their fate like this when they went out?

The long-browed old man threw away Fuchen, sat cross-legged, and directly began to deduce the general trend of the cultivation world. As a result, his body shook suddenly, and a mouthful of blood overflowed.

"Taoist?" Chen He went to help him in surprise.

"The fate of the celestial phenomena is full of chaos. It seems that something big is about to happen." The old man with long eyebrows looked serious.

Chen He was also frowned by this solemn atmosphere. Senior brother is away from home. If something important happens in the cultivation world, won't it be affected immediately?

Just at this moment, a shriek came from the thirteenth square of Xicheng:

"Help! Kill someone, there are monsters!"

"..."

Chen He: Is this the so-called big event?

The old man with white eyebrows shook his head angrily: How is it possible! !

Only Daoist Tianyan, who was lying on the ground, woke up instantly and jumped up. Before he opened his eyes, he reached out and touched the mahogany sword in his arms: "Where is the monster? What kind of monster is it, and how much is it worth?"