So What If You've Been Reborn?

Dongfeng night flowers and thousands of trees.

In the East Square of the West Market, all kinds of lanterns are hung on the corners and eaves, far and near.

Thin strips are used as bones, covered with silk gauze or thin paper, and painted with flowers, birds, fish, insects, landscapes and figures.

Some used their brains on the shape of the lantern, and some even put their ideas on the candle, covering a hollow metal basket. The candlelight reflected changing silhouettes on the silk paper. The moonlight in the lotus pond reflects the silhouette of the beauty, which is so vivid that it robs nature.

Prosperity and prosperity, Lantern Festival every year is a place to compete for splendor.

Rushing shoulders and heels in the street, waving sleeves like clouds.

On the eighth night of the first lunar month, it is not the busiest time. On the fifteenth day, there will be a teaching workshop with lanterns and dances on the high platform of Xishi. Thousands of houses are lit up, and the scenery is magnificent all night. On the way, the disciples of Shixun came here to watch the lanterns, being greeted by the servants.

"There are so many people in the capital?"

Chen He was surprised. Although the inn where he was temporarily staying was lively, it was far from crowded.

Under the lights, the streets were overcrowded. They could only cast spells around their bodies. The gaps were so small that it was hard to find without looking carefully. They just kept the surrounding people from touching them.

——But in doing so, the clothes will not be kept!

The black satin gown worn by Chen He just got wrinkled very quickly. He looked at himself with heartache, and then saw that Shi Feng had changed out of the red clothes for the first time. There was no avoiding this doom.

Could it be that after looking at the lamp once, the senior brother is worried that even the clothes for practicing magic weapons will be squeezed?

Chen He turned his head frequently, and Shi Feng asked, "You don't look at the light, what are you doing looking at me?"

"Brother, this dress is very nice." Chen He blinked, "It's better than lanterns."

"...Look at your lamp!"

"Oh."

Chen Ho turned his head and took another sneak peek, thinking in his heart that his senior brother would also look good in other colors.The light blue color is completely different from the crimson. Although it doesn't look like black hair like lacquer like the red dress, it can make the complexion whiter.

Chen He touched his face, his expression dimmed.

When he was promoted to the Golden Core stage, his condition was not very good. Now he is not only thin, but also a bit dark!No wonder seniors dislike him!

Chen He looked at the lamp absent-mindedly. He was a big man from the north, and compared to his height, he was a bit unattractive.Except for the raised lamps, the vendors on both sides of the street were selling nothing, and nothing could be seen.

Other things are fine, the aroma of selling food wafts into the crowd, it is really tempting.

Chen He touched the storage bag subconsciously, his face even more frustrated.

Body, nothing, points, text!

Shi Feng was behind, watching his junior brother's face change, he found it very interesting.He changed the red dress because the street was too crowded, but it was not because he was afraid that the clothes would be damaged, but because he was worried that the magic weapon's defensive power would accidentally injure passers-by.

This bamboo green dress is half old but not new.

If it hadn't been put in the magic weapon of mustard seeds, it would have turned yellow long ago, which is probably the case for silk-woven clothes in the world.

Shi Feng raised his sleeves and looked at the corner of the robe, feeling a little dazed - it was bought when he left Daxue Mountain and traveled to Guanzhong. He was also at the golden core stage that year, and he came home after a long journey, only to see his elderly parents last glance.As a result, the parents avoided seeing him at first, and then brought a ten-year-old boy, who they said was his cousin, and insisted that Shi Feng take him away, and asked the immortals together.

That child was very well-behaved and clever in front of others, but he was extremely vicious behind his back.

At a very young age, he would retaliate, smearing moss and oil stains on the well ropes and steps, almost causing a woman who cleaned the yard to fall into the well and die.

With such a disposition, Shi Feng would not agree even if he was related by blood.

Some people are smart since they were young, but they use it in evil ways.

Where is it like Chen He——

"Brother!"

Chen He's voice woke Shi Feng up,

"Brother, what is that?" Chen He was referring to a large copper pot that could only be lifted by two people.

Chen He saw from a distance that there were not only walnuts, dried fruits, but also thick noodle-like soup in the bowl, which made him feel very novel after drinking only clear tea with little water.

"It's camellia, it's good to fill your stomach, are you hungry?" Shi Feng bowed his head deliberately.

Chen He blushed, why are the monks who have been fasted hungry?

"If you're not hungry, then you just want to gain some weight." Shi Feng said slowly, "However, I'm afraid that it won't help if you drink seven bowls a day. You should enter the Nascent Soul Stage as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, his expression was calm, but in fact, he stretched out his hand narrowly to compare Chen He's head - the younger brother is shorter than most of the men on the street!She was originally a teenager, so it can't be blamed.

Chen He blushed.

Taking a deep breath and adjusting his breath, he managed to reduce the heat on his cheeks, and Chen He turned his head resentfully to look at the carousel.

This is a place for guessing lantern riddles. There are more than a dozen stalls, and there are people stopping here.

It doesn't matter whether you guess correctly or not, what you are looking at is those exquisite lanterns. Every time you guess a lantern riddle, you have to pay a full ten copper coins.Most of the people gathered here are people with some wealth, and there is no shortage of Shixun's children. They are surrounded by guards, and the crowded flow of people makes it even more difficult to move forward.

Chen He just took a look at these exquisite palace lanterns, as long as he satisfied his curiosity.

He soon found a stall selling ordinary lotus lanterns in the corner. The business was good, but it was just people who came to buy it, which was too weird.The ones in strong clothes, with weapons wrapped in coarse cloth behind their backs, are not like ordinary people at all.

Chen He stopped and watched for a while, and found that there were monks who came to buy the lamp.

Cultivators need to be smarter, at least they used tricks, just like Shi Feng and Chen He, who didn't wear cotton clothes and fur robes in winter, which really attracted people's attention.

"That's the business of Dabaoguo Temple." Seeing Chen He staring at the stall in a daze, Shi Feng explained briefly.

"Monks still sell lamps?"

"No, this is - the entrance fee for the enshrining, and only those who carry the lantern can enter the ring."

ring!Chen He's eyes lit up.

Lanterns or something, just look at them. He doesn't like exquisite and extravagant things. Those jugglers and performers on the street are even more boring. Of course, the ring is more attractive!

"Brother, can we go and have a look?"

"also may."

Shi Feng nodded, and led his junior to the stall selling lanterns.

From a close distance, Chen He could clearly see that the man wearing a bamboo hat and turning up the neckline of his thick robe was actually a cultivator in the nourishment period, who was just collecting money in boredom. There was a bamboo pole on the cart behind him, and at least three hundred lanterns hung on it.

Chen Ho thought that there was still some threshold, but finally found that he only wanted money, and he didn't even look at the person who bought the lantern.

"Let let!"

There was a strong force coming from the side, Chen He frowned indistinctly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a thick and strong man with a face like the bottom of a pot, wearing a single jacket in the cold winter months, with his arms open.

The big man didn't push Chen Ho, and after he was stunned, he showed a look of awe: "It turns out that your Excellency is a master of the inner family, disrespect and disrespect."

"..."

Chen He's blindfold made him look like an ordinary middle-aged man. Before he could open his mouth, he heard the big man muttering, "Why are you so short, like a woman."

Chen He's face turned dark.

Shi Feng sneered, and hurriedly pulled his junior away.

Walking to the street, the lights changed from light to dark, reflecting Chen He's displeased face.

"It's not like you to be so narrow-minded." Shi Feng's heart moved, and he was not willing to let go of Chen Ho's hand.

"It's not petty."

Chen He said sullenly, isn't it because the senior also thinks he is short!

"With Senior Brother, I don't have to hold back my temper, and I don't have to think too much." Chen He said solemnly.

This is the truth. The 40 years of endless killings are like a string that is always tense. If there is a slight mistake, there will be an extra scar on the body.After the beast retreated, he had to learn archery and practice kung fu.

How can there be such a slack time, get angry when you want to be angry, and be happy when you see your heart.

"Besides, what do I care about with him as a mortal..."

Chen He's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked back at the crowd, and sure enough, he saw the iron tower-like man holding a lotus lantern, walking towards this direction with a very ridiculous appearance - Dabaoguo Temple was walking in this direction.

"The Dabaoguo Temple is recruiting priests, why did they sell the lamps to mortals?" Chen He was puzzled.

"Can monks be defeated by mortals?"

"Of course not."

Shi Feng said casually: "Then, it doesn't matter who you sell it to, it can also deceive people's eyes and ears."

Chen He suddenly realized that the Buddhist cultivators in Dabaoguo Temple, in the eyes of the emperor, were monks who knew thaumaturgy and could chant scriptures, and in the eyes of ordinary people, they were masters of martial arts. A monk who can play spells like martial arts.

In this way, it will come in handy no matter if you lie to the emperor, or if you have a conflict with Baishan Academy or the demon cultivator!

As for the Jianghu people who don't know the truth, if they come to the ring seriously, they just contribute the entrance fee, and by the way, they can add new legends to the "Wulin" and blend into the world without a trace.

Who would think that they are not good enough?

Even if you lose, you won't think that the opponent is a cultivator!

Chen Ho couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look at the big man, and sighed as he walked, "Those monks can make money!"

"The Dabaoguo Temple can gain a foothold in the capital, of course it is not the kind of people who practice Buddhism hard. As long as there is incense in the temples of the world, there is no shortage of money." After Shi Feng finished speaking, his eyes suddenly fixed on Chen He's storage bag, and then Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

He just watched Chen Ho silently struggling with money, and his smile grew stronger.

The Dabaoguo Temple was built in the capital city. The raised eaves and high yellow walls look very solemn. The premise is to ignore the small stalls selling melon seeds and dried fruits outside the temple, and selling incense and ingots.

The tall arenas are just hundreds of steps along the temple courtyard wall.

The place is full of spectators, and the arena is surrounded by lotus lanterns. You come and go, fist and kick, the fight is very lively, and there are many cheers. Because there are too many people, the children are riding on the necks of their parents. The restaurant is crowded with people near the window.

Chen He stopped suddenly, and asked seriously: "Brother, what is the daily life of the worshipers of Dabaoguo Temple? Is there much money?"

"Not as high as Baishan Academy."

A voice came from above.

Chen Ho looked up, and suddenly found an old man in black squatting on the tree, holding a raisin in his hand, and said while eating: "Fellow Daoist Shi Feng, I thought you would stop watching the fun."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a thin woman with a withered complexion and a silk hairpin skirt squeezed out from the crowd in front and slipped under the tree. Just as she was about to lift a beautifully embroidered money bag, she saw Shi Feng and Chen He, and she froze for a moment. .

"..."

"..."

The woman put the money bag into her cuff, and calmly said to Venerable Huanjian on the tree: "Master, you have something to do, let's talk. I'll buy you walnuts, melon seeds and a bowl of oil tea."