So What If You've Been Reborn?

The temptation of the top-quality elixir is far greater than others.

Immortals came here in a swarm. After being beaten by ginseng and stimulated by ginseng spiders, they realized that there was movement in the west of the trapped formation.

Immortal Han Song was very angry, seeing that he couldn't talk to Shen Yubo, he walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

At the level of a fairy king, no panacea would be of any help to his cultivation. Just leave a piece of fairy ginseng that is not easy to mess with. Han Song felt that Shen Yubai could offend the whole fairy world.

Xianjun Lu Ao had deep meaning in his eyes, he looked at Shen Yubai, then stared at Yang Xinyue, but he pretended not to care and exchanged greetings with Xianjun Qinghe: "Why don't you see Xianjun Yu?"

Qinghe had no choice but to play dumb.

"Xu was caught by something. Although it is a big deal to have one more fairy in the fairy world, but—"

Qinghe Xianjun shook his head and left.

All the immortals understand that staying in such a broken place, maybe the immortals will pop up one after another like mushrooms after the rain. What is not rare is worth talking about, especially this ginseng is very difficult to talk about. Just now Another beam was formed.

There is nothing special about the lonely fairy.

With such slander, all the immortals retreated one after another, and Shen Yubai didn't give others any chance to climb up, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the mud again.

With the cool breeze, Mrs. Liang leisurely looked at the rolling clouds and mist, and poked the ground with her toes: "Really?"

"..."

"Is what I just said true?" Liang Yan narrowed her eyes slyly, and continued to step on the soil. Due to Shen Yubai's anger not long ago, the entire soil was lifted once again, and Liang Yan was sloppy and sloppy. With just one kick, half of the instep can be sunken.

A faint golden light flashed and disappeared under her feet.

A muffled voice came from the soil: "Mmm."

This is in response to Liang Yan. Under the impact of the aura of the earth veins, her consciousness wandered in the mysterious avenue. She shouldn't have woken up so quickly and broke through the realm. It was all because she felt that something happened to the "monster guarding her".

That feeling of anxiety, heartache, anger and powerlessness is what Shen Yubo felt most often before he transformed into a human form.

After the other spiritual ginseng became conscious, they trembled all day long.

Shen Yubo, on the other hand, was full of anger and had nowhere to dispose of. He could only watch the spiders tossing about in every possible way, dealing with those monsters and monks who coveted white jade ginseng, and crawled back covered in bruises.

As a spiritual ginseng, Shen Yubo never had the so-called good temperament from the beginning.He is cold on the surface, but he is a real violent maniac in his heart, once he is offended, he will never hold back.

Liang Yan got the answer she wanted, and instead of laughing, she poked the ginseng in the soil again: "Nothing?"

If he hadn't been disturbed in advance, perhaps Shen Yubo's state would have been more stable.

"It doesn't matter, Lingzhi's innate ability to perceive the earth's veins is because it is innate, and it is not obtained by exploring the Dao, so it is not as good as others." The others Shen Yubo said were undoubtedly other immortals.

"Then you haven't collected the fragrance yet."

A Taoist companion who can attract bees and butterflies is really a big trouble.

"They don't care about this, the whole situation is changing." Shen Yubo said in a deep voice.

"I only know that you have received great benefits." Liang Yan sighed deliberately, rubbing her cheeks and said, "Now I have to become a spider protected by the elixir again. In the three thousand worlds, there is no such useless person as me. Guardian medicine monster."

Shen Yubo silently stretched out a section of snow-white ginseng from the soil.

"Don't eat!" The black spider, which had changed back to its original shape, used its eight legs to fiddle with the ginseng.

Shen Yubai trembled slightly, and stepped aside.

The ginseng whiskers of the white jade ginseng are Shen Yubai's hair.Unlike ordinary people, Lingshen is particularly sensitive to this, so Mrs. Liang practiced various tricks to play with the Taoist couple's hair.

"Isn't that Yang Xinyue a lotus flower? It's not affected by the earth's veins?"

Shen Yubo snorted coldly, but did not speak.

The Qiantan Bingdi lotus has already bloomed, and its flowers have turned into the sun and moon above the sky. It itself restrains this trapped formation, and is one of the initiators of the violent aura here, so there will be no changes.

Furthermore—

"Seize the sky and send spirits, good fortune yin and yang, the secret method of immortals."

Yang Xinyue was originally a person, but when he was the suzerain of the Nanhe Sect, he was seriously injured and was on the verge of death. He used this secret method to transform into a thousand tan and double lotus, and his spirit and soul remained forever.

Since he was not born as a spiritual plant, where did he come from with supernatural powers?

***

Seeing the mushroom swaying in the wind and emitting more hyphae, the immortals all put the magic weapon on their heads, and then saw a group of immortals holding umbrellas, but they didn't recognize them as Yu in time A subordinate of Xianjun.

"Where is Yu Xianjun, this is..."

Before Xianjun Hansong finished speaking, his face changed.

The immortal changes again, but the spirit remains unchanged.

Those with poor strength can't recognize the true face of this mushroom, can Xianjun Hansong not?

This immortal gentleman, who was rigorous by nature, was almost in a trance, thinking that he was having a nightmare, how could things be so bizarre?

Lu Ao and Qinghe who followed closely, regardless of whether it was true or false, Qiqi put on a dumbfounded look, and the person they had known for a long time turned into a mushroom or something.

There are many things that I don't think about on weekdays, but when the truth comes out, and I push it backwards, I suddenly feel a sense of enlightenment.

Yu Xianjun's short stature, wherever he goes, the habit of raining wherever he goes.

Mushrooms happen to be the kind of spiritual plants that need the most moist breath. Yu Xianjun is doing this to cover up and make himself comfortable.Although becoming a fairy, even the desert Yu Xianjun can go there, but everyone likes to arrange the place they live to suit their wishes.

As for the habit of all Yu Xianjun's subordinates holding umbrellas, is it worth mentioning?

The immortals were too frightened to keep their mouths shut. The others didn't know what happened. They heard that Yu Xianjun was missing, and that it might be caused by this mushroom, but they felt panicked.

"and many more!"

Immortal Hansong spoke out with difficulty to stop those immortals who were chopping mushrooms.

"Exactly, you are so reckless..." Xianjun Qinghe really has no talent for lying, so he really can't make it up.

Han Song wanted to give Qinghe a remedy, but he couldn't find an excuse, so he could only say indifferently: "It made the highly poisonous mycelia fall off more seriously, and caused a disaster to the entire mountain range."

Qinghe Xianjun nodded hurriedly, he wanted to ask Yang Xinyue for an idea, but when he turned around, where is he?

His subordinates understood, and immediately reported: "Yang Xinyue left halfway to go to Yunluan Mountain. Immortal Lu Ao didn't see anyone, so he probably followed him."

"What?" Qinghe Xianjun was shocked, "Why didn't you remind me?"

"This……"

Yang Xinyue's strength is obviously higher than his own Xianjun, Yang Xinyue can't handle the danger, and it's useless to have another Qinghe Xianjun.

"Come on, Chen He is also on the side of Yunluan Mountain, there must be something strange, it doesn't matter here, this mushroom—"

The ground suddenly trembled, and the condensed light of true essence appeared on the handle of the mushroom umbrella.

Qinghe Xianjun turned his head inch by inch, staring at the mushroom with horror in his eyes.

"The breath of Heavenly Venerable?" Xianjun Hansong eagerly transmitted the sound.

"no!"

Qinghe Xianjun felt that the amazement of his first half of his life did not add up to the past 600 years, and completely impossible things came up one after another.

As a member of the Nanhe Sect, he broke up with his fellow sects, so it was nothing to switch to Beixuan Tianzun.

There is a deeper guy hidden here!

"This feeling is brought about by the exhausted luck after the decline..." Xianjun Hansong was also a little incoherent. It was not because of panic, but because of the way to become a celestial being. He hadn't figured it out before. To describe this This feeling is of course exhausting, so he simply said the conclusion, "Could it be that Yu Xianjun is one of the eight gods who died ten thousand years ago and rebuilt?"

"No, he's not dead."

Qinghe Xianjun used his spiritual thoughts to transmit sound, and made a decisive assertion: "He shouldn't be a mushroom in the first place, this is Nanhezong's seizing the sky and sending spirits!"

"However, a Heavenly Venerable, how can he treat the secret technique of Nanhezong..."

Immortal Hansong suddenly stopped talking.

He remembered that almost all the Taoism of Fuchu Small World was intentionally handed down by immortals, and the most prosperous Nanhe Sect of Beixuan Sect was handed down by Hongyi Tianzun and Lingxian Tianzun. It is said that after the collapse of the human world, Both of them died on the spot.

Although everyone in the fairy world loves to speculate about whether those Celestial Venerables will re-enter the samsara and ascend again, but the only person in the fairy world who has such rumors is Nanxian Tianzun.

It is said that after the small world of Fuchu collapsed, the Beixuan Sect of the Nanhe Sect in the human world was still beating people to death, but this elder of the Nanhe Sect had a drastic change in temperament, and his methods were ruthless. It was even rumored that he was one of the black hands who assassinated Yang Xinyue back then. When he ascended to the Immortal Realm, gradually there were rumors that this person was actually the soul of the Lingxian Tianzun who had died suddenly.

In the past, Nanhezong, or Lingxian Tianzun's seizing the sky to send spirits, good fortune yin and yang art, made many people believe that this Tianzun must have a way to escape the doom of death, and the so-called blood bondage of the later generations of the Judgment School also came from Nanhe. Hezong used to have a kung fu that required blood relatives to practice together.

It's very reasonable for this Heavenly Venerable to take over from the sect in the world where he passed down the orthodox tradition!

As soon as the name of Nanxian Tianzun came out, it strengthened the thoughts of all the immortals. Whenever it was mentioned, some immortals would laugh at Beixuan Tianzun as a mortal, while Nanxian Tianzun was a Tianzun ten thousand years ago. He was originally born in the fairy world The person who was born was just forced to go back and forth in the world.

"I was born in the Nanhe Sect! I'm not good at learning the secret art of Duotian Jiling, but I still have eyesight to know what is good and what is bad. Who do you think Yu Xianjun is? Is the spiritual technique more exquisite than Sect Master Yang?" Qinghe Xianjun gritted his teeth and asked.

"..."

Yang Xinyue chose Qiantan Bingdilian, which is a remarkable spiritual plant in itself.

And the one in front of him is a poisonous mushroom with no value.

I am afraid that due to sudden changes back then, the soul did not have time to escape. Even with the secret method of seizing the sky, he could only be wronged and got into an inconspicuous mushroom. How strong should it be in its heyday?

"So, Yu Xianjun is the real Lingxian Tianzun?" Han Song widened his eyes, "Still pretending to be himself under Nanxian Tianzun's command for more than 8000 years?"

This guy hides deeper than Immortal Yunchen!

"You can think a little bit more. For example, Yu Xianjun once said that he owed Yuan Qingmi a favor that was difficult to repay. Could it be that Yuan Qingmi helped him come back to life when he was about to die? Otherwise, he Can't even make a mushroom now?" Qinghe Xianjun said weakly.