So What If You've Been Reborn?

Chen He put on clothes made of cloud brocade that he had not seen for many years.

He stroked his wet hair casually, and after the steam evaporated, the roots fell apart clearly, which was obviously dry.

Across a screen, Chen Ho was not strong enough to notice what Shi Feng was doing.

Many years ago, he would peep quietly, but now he can't do this, and he has a guilty conscience, so he obediently came out and stood with his head bowed after washing.

Chen He's cheeks and neck were slightly reddened by the heat.

People who embark on the road of cultivating immortals, as long as they don't practice any strange skills, will have fair complexion and crystal clear skin.This blush is very conspicuous, adding Beixuan Kung Fu, walking the way of the sky and time, the deeper the cultivation base, the more obvious the aura.

Shi Feng's eyes flickered for a moment, then moved away.

Chen He quietly raised his eyes and found that his senior brother was stroking the Kui bow, he was relieved immediately.

"The texture is solid, the force is even, and the remnant soul of Kui himself remains in it..." Shi Feng looked at the bow carefully, and said in a calm voice without turning his head, "You can refine this magic weapon so well." good."

There was just a hint of joy in Chen He's eyes, but he soon became nervous again.

Sure enough, after Shi Feng put the bow on the table, he turned around and asked, "Tell me what happened."

The demon fox is making trouble in the thirteen squares of Xicheng, and the Heluo faction is trying to catch the demon. The fragments of the small world are suddenly opened, and the endless battle on the mountain wall of the water valley is endless.Of course, the focus is on Futianshan Ji Changge, his life, his death, and the ultimate extinction.

The silver bow that was broken in two, together with a handful of fine sand, was put into a storage bag by Chen He and brought back.

Covering the sky mountain, this is really a dusty and ancient name.

Even Shi Feng couldn't remember whether the Beixuan School had such an enemy.The classics of the sect suffered a catastrophe 3000 years ago and were almost burned. The only anecdotes are not much left after word of mouth.

Shi Feng silently looked at the storage bag on the table.

Thinking of the 40 years that Chen Ho was trapped, most of the time was spent with Ji Changge, listening to that person, learning his archery skills... Some kind of subtle and unbearable feeling was gnawing at him. sanity.

In the end, Shi Feng couldn't tell whether it was because Chen He had suffered for too long, which made his heart ache, or because he found that he hadn't spent as long with his junior as Ji Changge.

"The soul is destroyed and the magic weapon is gone. I just hope that this storage bag will not be opened again." Whenever Chen Ho mentioned other things, he became calm and calm. Although there were a few strands of sadness that could not be erased, his attitude was firm.

Let the dead who can finally rest in peace, the handful of dust left in the world, sleep forever with a broken bow.

"Senior brother, put it away for me, okay?" Chen He really wanted to carry it with him, but he considered the strength of the later stage of Jindan, and he was only a small pebble in the cultivation world, so he couldn't guarantee the safety of this storage bag at all. .

Shi Feng stood there in a daze.

Only then did Chen Ho notice the strangeness in the room.

There were clearly visible finger marks on the broken cups and the round pear wood table on which the teapot was placed - of course, Chen Ho would not think that this was all caused by the bitterness of the tea. The reason for the senior brother's anger must be himself.

Chen He stared around stiffly.

When he was a young man, maybe he would shrink his neck and pull his brother's sleeve in the past, but now he can't do it.

"Brother."

"Ok?"

Seeing that familiar profile, Chen He blurted out:

"I'm hungry... Uh, I heard from that demon cultivator that the newly-arrived Sheriff Li from Yuzhou often had monks die in the place where he used to be an official. It's just that the common world and the realm of self-cultivation are not connected, and no one pays attention."

——Almost said the excuse I made many years ago!

Seeing Chen He's hidden annoyance when he talked eloquently, Shi Feng felt like laughing.

"This time the demon fox was hiding in the Thirteenth Square of the West City. It killed people first, and then used its demonic aura to attract the demon hunters. It was just that it didn't expect to meet so many people from the Heluo faction, and opened the small world in a panic. Fragments, trying to trap us inside and eat them one by one." Chen He was no longer a teenager, but when he mentioned the eight-tailed fox, he still couldn't stop his disgust.

Or the only good thing the demon fox has done is to open the fragments of the small world, indirectly ending the cycle of life and death between the ancient monk and the beast.

Shi Feng restrained himself from wanting to go over to comfort his junior.

Because he couldn't tell whether it was comfort or the delusion that came from the bottom of his heart that bewitched him—just like in the ruins of the West City, he subconsciously held Chen He in his arms, who was in a mess, and when he noticed that Chen He was struggling. , the arm was even tighter.

That's subconscious.

Nervous about the safety of the younger brother...

In the face of the possible news of Beixuan Mibao, he chose to take Chen He away instead of making false claims with Liang Qianshan...

I heard my junior brother say that I want to ascend with myself...

I was inexplicably nervous about mentioning my future Taoist companion to my junior brother...

There are too many, these trivial details are deposited in the memory, and once they are discovered, they are so bloody.

Shi Feng had no idea when he had such a delusion—it was invisible at first, but it grew wildly in his heart—he knew exactly how much Chen Ho weighed when he was a child, what he liked to eat, and the size of his clothes. .Even though Chen He was enlightened, he was very sensible since he was a child, and started to put on his own clothes (at most need someone to help pull the sleeves) and take a bath (the floor was full of water), but he was still a child he watched grow up.

Cultivators transcend the mundane world, regardless of the general principles, but still talk about the way of teachers and virtues.

What is the difference between his senior brother named Chen He and his master?

Only people in the way of magic will have an entangled relationship with their apprentices.But the brothers and sisters are both men, yet they fall in love. This kind of thing has never happened in the world of comprehension!

Fate is doomed, love is evil...

Shi Feng was feeling restless and irritable, when he suddenly heard someone shouting in a trance.

"Brother?"

Chen Ho was a little worried. The news of the Blood Demon's appearance in Yuzhou would soon be spread, and maybe he couldn't hide his whereabouts anymore, which would bring even more trouble to his senior brother.

His wrist was clenched violently, and Chen He followed the force and leaned on the table, feeling a little confused.

Shi Feng was already awake, he did not let go, and quietly checked Chen Hexiu's level.

"The foundation of the true essence is very stable...but why suppress the cultivation base?"

"No." Chen He said with some embarrassment, "It's Shi Zhonghuo. It broke through the boundary this time, and it was very worn out. It swallowed half of my true energy and fell asleep again."

"The seal I gave it was supposed to be completely unsealed after you were promoted to Nascent Soul stage." Shi Feng frowned tightly.

Chen He didn't dare to answer.

——It's too dangerous on the battlefield, and it's better to have Shi Zhonghuo guarding you than to consolidate and improve your cultivation.

He didn't say the reason, but Shi Feng also guessed it.

Lowering his eyes to suppress the faint anger, Shi Feng patted the back of Chen He's hand, and quickly let go: "When Shi Zhonghuo wakes up again, maybe he will be transformed into a baby, I will find a safe and secure place for you to retreat and contemplate .”

"Brother!" Chen He subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find a reason.

This is not right.

Every great realm of a cultivator is a threshold, stuck in a bottleneck, but at the end of his lifespan, accidents encountered when breaking through, or a weak foundation, but it is dangerous and will affect his future practice.

There was nothing wrong with Shi Feng asking him to retreat, so why did he refuse?

After thinking about it, Chen Ho felt that he had been trapped in the fragments of the small world for 40 years, and now he couldn't leave his senior brother even more.This kind of dependence existed in him when he was young, but now it is just an explosion after many years of separation.

At the moment, not caring about being underestimated by Shi Feng, Chen He hurriedly pulled Shi Feng's sleeves and said, "Senior brother, after years of killing in the fragments of the small world, I have a hostility in my heart. If I don't get rid of it, I may have a demon in my heart."

Shi Feng stared at Chen Ho quietly, the latter's eyes were full of anxiety.

Chen He was not telling a lie, he had many worries, but he could only tell Shi Feng: "Brother, before I was trapped, I saw the resigned Governor Chen of Ding You in Yuzhou City, he is my father."

Shi Feng stared intently, stretched out his hand and gently tore off his sleeves, pulled out another round stool with twigs and carved plum patterns from the pear wood table, placed it beside him, and signaled Chen Ho to sit down.

Delusional thoughts and others are obviously more important than those who may harm the junior.

"You want to see him?" There was a chill in Shi Feng's voice.

Chen He was immersed in his thoughts, but he didn't notice it. He shook his head: "If Governor Chen hadn't left, the fox that may be related to Governor Li might not have appeared in Yuzhou."

There are [-] households in the [-]th Lane of Xicheng, and very few of them are lucky enough to come back alive.

Aunt Wang next door, that stingy and face-saving scholar next door who dared not stand up because of holes in his shoes...

"Changmei Daoist said, there is karma in heaven, and you can't avoid it... If I have karma and become a demon when I transform into a baby, do you still want me?"

Shi Feng looked down at Chen He who was sitting next to him, his eyes full of bewilderment made him tremble again.

"The way of heaven is not fair, but it will not randomly deduct cause and effect. Maybe the demon fox will not come to Yuzhou, but will go to other places. One day it will accidentally kick the iron plate and open the fragments of the small world. People who died because of it , maybe not these, but it is another group, this is always its crime, the law of heaven will not make random calculations."

Shi Feng patted Chen Ho's head, and said comfortingly, "You won't be possessed, and the Heluo Sect doesn't have to bear the karma."

Chen Ho suddenly raised his head, and said firmly, "No, senior brother, I'm not worried about ascension with you. Even if I am a demon cultivator, I will definitely find senior brother in the future."

Ji Changge said that in ancient times, demon cultivators could also ascend.

Shi Feng's hand stopped.

He inexplicably thought of the absurd illusion of Chifeng Desert.

"whee."

Suddenly there was a strange laughter outside the window.

Chen He picked up his bow and jumped up on the spot nimbly, but Shi Feng held him down.

I saw a three-inch shadow puppet tiptoeing out of the window frame near the corridor of the inn, swinging his arms through the window paper, making a listening movement.

"Hey, something big happened in Yuzhou City, buddy!"

On the pane opposite the shadow puppet, a silhouette of an arm with a bamboo pole and a string suddenly appeared, and then the second shadow puppet stood up slowly, yawning: "It's early in the morning, disturbing people's dreams!"

"Do you know the fragments of the small world?" The shadow puppeteer can also stroke his beard to show off, "Tsk! Good stuff, depends on luck."

"Oh, that's not true!" The shadow puppet put his hand to his mouth and poked his head and said, "I tell you, there is a man from the Zheng family in Xicun who smashed the fragments of the small world with one palm! How brave!"

Chen He: ...

Shi Feng: ...

"What?" The shadow puppet who played with it was shocked, "Is this really true?"

The shadow puppet who was able to tell the news spread his hands and shrugged, "I don't know, Master Mo was choked with fright, so he decided to go out to find out what happened! Oops, Master Mo is here, let's run!"

Two shadow puppets slid down from the window paper, and then the door was knocked lightly twice.

Venerable Huanjian asked coldly outside the door: "Fellow Daoist Shi Feng, can I see you?"