So What If You've Been Reborn?

Shi Zhonghuo has a high vision.

It hugged its fat arms and put on an arrogant posture with its eyes above its head. The first thing others felt was not anger, but amused, and they unanimously set their eyes on Shi Zhonghuo's swollen belly.

White and tender, soft and bulging.

Bai Centipede's temperament is very different from that of ordinary women, for example, her eyes will shine when she sees poisonous insects, but this does not mean that she doesn't like cute and soft things. For a fat doll like Shi Zhonghuo, she can't wait to turn back and use her hands. Squeeze a few.

but--

The old club's fire, bad temper, the loss outweighs the gain!

Now Shi Zhonghuo speaks clearly and well-organized, but the posture of his stomach coming first wherever he goes, really makes people laugh.

Luo Jingshu quietly winked at Bai Centipede: Be sure to restrain yourself!

Regardless of whether the guy in front of him is a three-inch man or a seven-foot man, people have fire... no, it is fire!

"Obviously Venerable Shi also has fire in wood." Bai Centipede muttered.

"It may be about to break through the realm, and it cannot be easily used."

Luo Jingshu thought to herself, Yinhuo is obviously not easy to use when refining magic weapons, as long as it can be chosen, it must be Shizhonghuo.

"What reward do you want?" Bai Centurie held back a smile and made a solemn appearance.

Shi Zhonghuo was very satisfied with her attitude. Those immortals always looked at it with strange eyes. Although they didn't point fingers, their curious and suspicious expressions were obvious.

Those fairy beasts and spirit beasts in the fairy world will be controlled by the gods. In addition to filling the scene, that is, charging into the battle, the death rate of the latter is still quite high. Rather than saying that the little immortals are afraid of the mounts of the immortals, it is better to say that they are afraid of the immortals themselves.

This kind of gaze is no different from looking at a magic weapon or a weapon.

——Shi Zhonghuo belonged to Chen He, and the immortals backed away three feet, and their attitude was modest, and it was all because of Chen He.

They won't be like mortal monks, saying strangely, "If I am the one who gets the real fire of samadhi, I can also become a fairy at this moment" or something.At this point, they are very clear that a good thing can have different values ​​in the hands of different people.

Immortals long for higher and more suitable exercises.

Some despise Little True Immortals, because these people can easily obtain these things. Once Little True Immortals become Profound Immortals or Luo Tianshangxians, they will rarely receive such jealousy and dissatisfaction. As you can imagine.

Innate fire spirits are very rare.

It is even more unheard of to be able to change form.

When Shi Zhonghuo was looked at like that, he had been holding back his anger for a long time. Now that he met two people he had "seen before", he immediately folded his arms and snorted a few times: "We will talk about the remuneration separately. Let me see it first." See if you are qualified to use fire."

"..."

"Let's just play a game of chess!" Fat Dun puffed his cheeks and said old-fashioned.

Bai Centipede was a little dazed, no matter what she thought, she never expected things to develop to this point.

Isn't it repairing weapons and magic weapons?

Don't you want to do a big job in the fairyland?The white centipede once thought that this matter should start with her beating up all the provocateurs, but she ended up dozing off while sitting at the chessboard.

The white centipede didn't know anything about the fight between the black and white duo, the 64 road.

Luo Jingshu was sitting upright, with a calm and unhurried expression. When she put down the chess piece with her beautiful white fingers, the face of the fat man opposite her turned green and white, and her short hand pressed there, as if twitching.

Because this is the No.17 game it lost.

Nan Hongzi taught Shi Zhonghuo to play chess, but he never really beat Fat Dun to pieces.

Besides, losing to Nan Hongzi is completely different from not being able to win against Luo Jingshu. If it was Shi Feng who made Fatty hit the wall one after another, Shi Zhonghuo would have jumped up and run away. If it was Chen Ho, Shi Zhonghuo He will rush over and hug his thigh to beg for mercy.

But neither!

Luo Jingshu's chess strength is not too strong. Fatty always can't hold on to his advantage after the middle game, and loses again and again.

The white centipede woke up and looked up, happy!

It turns out that after playing chess, you can really borrow fire.

After finishing the last move, Luo Jingshu held down the overjoyed white centipede, took a small cluster of floating flames from the stern-faced fat pier, and walked away talking and laughing, leaving only Shi Zhonghuo sitting alone by the chessboard , with drooping fat legs and drooping head, listless.

"Yo, it's over!"

Nan Hongzi strolled over with his hands behind his back.

In fact, he had seen the battle here a long time ago, but he didn't want to come and disturb him, because if Shi Zhonghuo found Nan Hongzi standing beside him, he would definitely slap the chessboard and ask Luo Jingshu to compete with Nan Hongzi.

Pang Dun looked up at Nan Hongzi aggrievedly, and asked to continue learning chess.

"If you go to Poor Daoist again, you won't be able to win." Nan Hongzi fiddled with the chess pieces with a smile.

"Why?" Shi Zhonghuo asked with a stern face.

"Practice what you have learned, just learn, how can you do it?" Nan Hongzi taught Fat Dun to play chess on a whim.He also didn't realize how deeply Shi Zhonghuo was interested in the way of black and white chess.

"She avoided all the traps I carefully laid!" Shi Zhonghuo could hang an oil bottle on his mouth.

"Well, every mistake of yours has been completely taken advantage of by her." Nan Hongzi not only did not offer comfort, but also revealed the truth mercilessly.

A man who never makes a mistake.

This is really amazing!

It seems that the life of the little apprentice will be much easier in the future!Nan Hongzi thought with emotion, he didn't notice that Fatty's face was even more bitter.

"Then how do I win her?"

"Play chess with more people to hone your skills, and finally go to her for a showdown." Nan Hongzi said casually.

Shi Zhonghuo nodded fiercely.

So when Chen He woke up a few days later, Chengya Shangxian rushed over to complain, with white beard fluttering: "Your Majesty! Just take care of the fire in your house!"

"Ok?"

Chen He didn't know why.

Shi Zhonghuo, who was not in a deep sleep, was naturally "sent" out of the door because he wanted to double cultivate with his senior brother. Could it be that this fat man caused some trouble?

"A congenital fire spirit, why does he like to find someone to play against?"

Chen Ho subconsciously turned his gaze away, wanting to laugh in his heart, the kind of gloating.

There are actually not many people in the fairy world who can play chess.

Because immortals come from three thousand worlds, not every small world has Go.

Looking at Chengya Shangxian's distressed appearance, one can tell that the Taoist priest of the Heluo sect from Fuchu's small world must also be one of the targets of being "harassed".

"If you want to lose chess deliberately, you won't do it."

Chengya Shangxian wants to cry but has no tears, a certain fire's chess skills are not bad, it is clear at a glance whether it is true or false.

"Be safe and don't be impatient. There are things in the world that are more difficult than playing chess. Does this little trouble make you restless?"

Chen He's next sentence immediately made Shangxian Chengya's mouth wide open.

"Get ready to deploy a defensive formation, I'm going to break through the realm."

"This!"

Chengya Shangxian looked at Chen He in horror, Chen He said such a big matter so lightly.

"My lord, your dharma... magic weapon! No, no, I'll call Shi Zhonghuo back for you!" Cheng Yashang said incoherently, even forgetting that the innate fire spirit could be summoned by the master.

"No need."

"Why don't you use it?" Shangxian Chengya can remember the scene of a big Luo Jinxian breaking through the realm nearby 100 years ago.

Compared with the Immortal World, this place is too small and it is easy to hurt innocent people.

The spiritual energy is violent, and it is really impossible to say what will happen. For example, the new fairy monarch that appeared last time caused hailstorms to fall on the [-]-mile mountain range, killing and injuring many unlucky immortals and monsters.

Thinking of this, Shangxian Chengya ran out with a black face, the situation is serious, it's no small matter!

Chen Ho didn't stop him, he closed his eyes slightly, and more and more aura floated around his body, like a thick fog, making it hard to see his fingers.

The mist didn't disperse, but gradually turned to dark orange and crimson.

Beads of golden spiritual energy condensed in mid-air and quickly turned into flames.

"Fire in the stone, fire in the air, fire in the wood..."

Chen He said to himself, he raised his hand and waved the entangled crimson and pale flames, these are not real samadhi real fire, but after years of practice, smashing the source of fire in the air and completely refining it (wood-fire double cultivation, stone middle fire dantian), and then use the new flames generated by the true essence.

In the future, even if Fatty runs away to the human world, and Shi Feng can't give him a fire for thousands of years, it won't affect Chen Ho.

"The power of the earth's veins is not illusory."

Chen He's figure became nothingness.

When the immortals arrived in panic, they could only see thick fog, and after a little further, there was a dazzling blue flame igniting.

"Bi Fang's... fire?"

"No, it's not!" The immortal who was photographed by Qinghuo was still terrified.

If it was really the yin fire of Bi Fang's soul on Chen He's robe, he would be in danger now.

"Your Majesty really said that you want to break through the realm and be promoted?" The immortals asked Chengya Shangxian anxiously.

"He said it himself."

The mist dissipated abruptly.

The cyan pillar of fire broke through the roof, tore apart the heavy rain curtain, and dispersed the thick and violent clouds of aura, allowing the light of the sun and the moon to shine on the mountains and rivers at the same time.

All the immortals only felt an extremely powerful force, which held their immortal cores, and continuously extracted spiritual power and true essence.

"Ah!" There was a panicked shout, and the strength disappeared like spring wind and rain.

If it weren't for the faint twitching pain in the chest, the immortals almost suspected it was an illusion.

In the distance, Qinghe Xianjun looked into the distance with a complicated face.

The cyan fire pillar was gone, only the messy aura was left, and the rain gradually became smaller.

"The fire that burns the heart."

"Sect Master?" Qing He turned his head to look, and sure enough, it was Yang Xinyue standing behind him.

In the past 600 years, Yang Xinyue hasn't changed much. To put it bluntly, the color of his pupils is different, which is as dark green as the leaves of Qiantan Bingdilian.

"It seems that there is another fairy king in the fairy world, who is this person?"

"It should be Chen He."

"Really?" Yang Xinyue frowned.

"What is the burning fire?" Xianjun Qinghe asked.

"It's a kind of earth fire, it shouldn't exist, or—" Yang Xinyue said slowly, "it's the world-destroying flame that appears when several kinds of earth fires symbiose when the earth veins expand when the fairy world is destroyed."