So What If You've Been Reborn?

The dense fog in the mountains gradually dissipated, the sky was evenly divided into the sun and the moon, and various spiritual grasses and spiritual trees were nourished by the spiritual energy and broke through the ground.

This is the best time of the year. Immortals will inevitably go out to pick some elixir, find some spiritual stones to refine magic weapons, and conflicts will follow.

On the same mountain, there may be too many Yulu Ganoderma lucidum on the north slope this year, and only three or four will be found on the entire mountain next year.

It all depends on robbing if you are fancy, the first is the best, and the second is the worst.

On this day, in Yunluan Mountain, a clover clover growing in a crevice of rocks caused chaos.

This place does not belong to any fairy king. The mountains are dangerous and the area is narrow, but there are many monsters and beasts. The immortals who come here to try their luck are in small groups, and they are very alert to the wind and grass around them.

It is not a particularly rare thing to put Shamrock in the fairy world, but the elixir in the trap seldom survives for a year. They can't survive the severe cold, heat, rain, and wind. It is extremely precious.

This green and lovely spirit grass, spawned by the violent aura, can grow into a normal 30-year climate in 300 days, and it is full of vitality. Just standing next to it can make people feel refreshed Qi Ning, wonderful.

After a long time, there is no end, what is most needed is this kind of spiritual herb with a calming effect.

The first to discover Sanye Xiangling were a few immortals who had been traveling with them. When they were battling it out, a monster rushed out from the bottom of the slope, quickly grabbed the elixir and ran away.

Immediately, the immortals let go of their grievances and chased after them angrily. They used all kinds of spells with brilliance and splendor, beating the monster to roll and run away, roaring ferociously.

Just as the two sides were fighting, a cloud of black mist floated over, filled with white bones, smashing the monster's mouth and nose to bleed, and the tooth-broken spirit grass fell to the ground.

A demon cultivator stood on the cliff in the distance, caught the spirit grass that was swept by the black mist, and fled away triumphantly.

However, he didn't run very far. When the first big net came down, Moxiu was shocked. He looked left and right, trying to find a way out, when a graceful woman came to him. , swung dozens of arc blades like silver moons.

Moxiu was caught off guard, and shook out the magic weapon of the Tower of White Bone as a barrier.

The uppermost grid hook of Fang Tian's painted halberd was stuck on the top of the bone tower, and the powerful spiritual power collided and shook the surroundings.

Before Moxiu had time to change direction and escape, he only heard crackling sounds, cracks appeared on the body of the White Bone Pagoda, and it was instantly shattered into pieces under Fang Tian's halberd. Fang Tian painted a halberd.

Having lost the most important magic weapon, Moxiu was so frightened and furious that he bit the tip of his tongue, and his blood flowed instantly. He wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

As a result, the net floating above the head was mercilessly pulled down, and the silver light on the net flickered, and when it touched the black mist and blood light, it immediately made the sound of oil being thrown into the fire.

Moxiu screamed and fell to the ground, with one foot firmly pressed against his back.

"Bring it."

The white centipede weighed the shamrock, and when he looked up, he saw a monster with a mouth full of blood, and a group of gods full of evil spirits rushed over.

"Leave the spirit grass!"

"Oh?" The white centipede lifted Fang Tian's painted halberd upside down, and looked at the immortal opposite with great interest.

They are all Xuanxian, maybe they can practice their hands.

The Moxiu under her feet took advantage of the chaos to escape, but was trampled into the ground by the white centipede: "Be honest, do you want to live or die?"

The latter sentence was brisk and pleasant to the ears of the white centipede, and the silver chains on the wrists and ankles rang.

She didn't wear shoes, she stepped barefoot on the ground covered with blood stains and fragments of the bone tower, stretched out her hand, tied the net into a tight knot, and walked towards the immortals step by step.

"Who's coming?"

The monster with broken teeth turned its head quietly and ran away.

Surviving in the trap for 600 years is definitely not a fluke.Although it didn't know the white centipede, it felt a little uneasy, so it slipped away decisively.

A quarter of an hour later, the white centipede shook off the pale golden blood beads on Fang Tian's painted halberd.

At the feet, there are fragments of magic weapons on the ground.

Those immortals didn't die, they just lay on the ground, struggling hard to support themselves.

"Tsk, boring, what did you add to this new weapon?"

"My lord... oh no, the fire of the immortal." Luo Jingshu sat on the edge of the rock, holding a tube of jasper pen, glanced at the white centipede, gathered her true essence and wrote something on the jade slip, and added, " When Shi Zhonghuo played chess last time, I half-sealed the flames that came out of his head and added them to this weapon. As long as the true essence is activated, it will consume spiritual energy, and ordinary people cannot use it, you!"

She paused, and said nonchalantly, "I think you should have enough aura."

Charge into the battle, one equals ten, the magic weapon used by others to block the white centipede, isn't it the best aura consumption target?

The white centipede shook his head: "It doesn't work!"

With this fire, even the ghosts can't exert their abilities.

"Then there are trade-offs to separate, you think about it." Luo Jingshu raised her eyes, "You have the inheritance of the ancient demon sect, but it is a skill, and I will refine a magic weapon suitable for you. For example, how about a gourd? When the time comes, if you want to kill someone directly, you can use this Fangtian painting halberd, and if you want to use poisonous Gu, you can use that one. Take it by surprise, catch him unawares, and wait for someone to fall into the pit."

Bai Centipede rubbed his chin, thinking that this idea sounded very attractive: "The gourd is too troublesome, let's hang a bunch of red tassel pendants on Fang Tian's painting halberd."

"The kind that can't see the universe inside? This is more troublesome and lacks a lot of materials." Luo Jingshu lowered her head and made a list.

"We are all in the fairy world, and the lord has become a fairy king again. Are you still afraid that a clever woman can't cook without rice?"

Luo Jingshu stepped on the white centipede calmly: "You can save yourself, we have been together for so many years, and I will almost become your exclusive refiner."

"Hey, isn't it the same now?" Bai Centipede deliberately pretended to be stupid.

"... Xianjun still has a lot of things waiting for me to do." Luo Jingshu pinched her brows with a headache.

The white centipede said with a smile: "What can be the big deal? These immortals are trapped here, worried and busy, but they can't do anything."

"They're not you." Luo Jingshu glanced at her companion, "No matter how bad this place is, you'll enjoy it."

There are people who can be beaten, there is room for improvement in strength, there is the backing of the old club, and there is no need to worry about magical weapons and elixir. Of course, Bai Centipede thinks this place is good.

The last time the celestial beings came here with pomp and circumstance, they left full of worries.

They didn't hide their conversation from anyone. It didn't take long for most of the immortals to hear the "bad news", and the immortals who owed Yuan Qingmi all turned pale.

It's not that I was frightened by this incident, but that I was afraid afterward: I stepped into a trap and was put on an iron chain and walked around unconsciously. Now I was reminded, and I only found out when I looked down that it was almost the same situation.

Anger, resentment, fear, unwillingness... After going through these complex emotions in turn, nothing but helplessness remains.

Without Yuan Qingmi's favor at that time, these immortals were not sure whether they could still stand here now.

The facts are established, and it is useless to go back. They are soberly aware that the so-called choice no longer exists.No matter what Yuan Chengtianzun has done, they have lost the strength to oppose, and the feeling of being aggrieved is really uncomfortable.

Luo Jingshu, the white centipede, watched coldly, seeing the reactions of these immortals clearly.

Those who can owe Yuan Qingmi a favor are all talented and extraordinary immortals.

They are in a bad mood, how can their apprentices, disciples, and subordinates be spared?

In the [-]-mile mountain range, you can see restless or gloomy immortals everywhere.

"The market of this Shamrock Clover must be better than before!" Bai Centipede joked.

"Forget it." Luo Jingshu couldn't help but said, "I think someone, like you, is not in a hurry at all, and it's okay to let him stay here until the end of time."

This so-and-so person, of course, refers to Chen He.

The reason why a competent subordinate like Luo Jingshu began to slander her was naturally that Chen He was careless.

The white centipede was about to say something, when suddenly he saw a layer of blue clouds looming in the distance, and a Luo Tian Shangxian led dozens of immortals, pressing down the cloud head aggressively.

Those immortals lying on the ground immediately cheered up. It seemed that they were the helping hands summoned by the messenger talisman they released earlier.

"Sanye Xiangling is in the hands of that female demon cultivator, kill her!"

Others can tell the strength of Bai Centipede at a glance.

Some of the immortals who rushed over laughed inwardly. It's useless for such an opponent to be beaten lying on the ground, isn't it?

"This woman is full of brute force, and the magic weapon was smashed by her!" The person who had suffered a crushing defeat before hurriedly defended.

The white centipede snorted coldly, what brute force?She didn't raise the copper tripod with one hand to fight with them.

"In this world, more people are useful, and fewer people suffer." The white centipede stuck Fang Tian's painting halberd on the ground, and clapped his hands with a smile. Out of the darkness, there is a mass of monsters and beasts, Moxiu.

These guys stood up silently and brushed their presence, some with bruised noses and swollen faces, looking ridiculous.

The immortals who came to seize the spirit grass froze.

"You don't feel anything unusual, it's normal, because my fairy is stopping at Yunluan Mountain." Luo Jingshu stood up and said calmly, "Why don't you find another place?"

"Which Immortal Lord are you going to ask for advice?" the Immortal Luo Tian asked with a straight face.

With so many monsters pounced on them, even though the monsters were all average in strength, they were enough to drink a pot, and he thought to himself that he couldn't escape unscathed.

"Who, whose fairy monarch will take in so many monsters?"

"Demon cultivator monster, deserves to be punished!"

This fairy who said something wrong was glared at by his fellow travellers, a good guy doesn't suffer from the loss in front of him!There is no need to worry about no firewood to keep the green hills, so why speak wild words?

"Immortal Burning Heart, you don't know, do you?" Bai Centipede looked at them with deep meaning.

It's a pity that I can't try it out.

Now the faces of the immortals completely changed. Even the immortals couldn't tell what Chen He's green fire was, but the moment it appeared, every immortal felt the abnormal movement of the immortal core, and there was a danger in their hearts.

"Since this is the case, we will be reckless, and we will leave!" That Immortal Luo Tianshang left without looking back.

Looking at the backs of them leaving in the dust, Luo Jingshu sighed: "Now all the immortals will discuss whether there is a rare treasure in Yunluan Mountain, which has attracted Chen He, the new immortal monarch."

The white centipede laughed.

Nothing, just a hot spring.

It's okay to say that Chen He understands the earth's veins, and it's okay to say that he came here to get close to Shi Feng, anyway, it's all about cultivation.