So What If You've Been Reborn?

Zhan Yuanqiu is a casual cultivator.

There are a lot of people like this in the world of self-cultivation. By chance, they learn this non-worldly technique, but they have no better connections. They can't afford panacea, and they don't even have the opportunity to meet those monks in the Mahayana period who are truly capable. .

After the catastrophe, the best cultivation techniques in the cultivation world continued to be lost.

The ancient desolate continent fell apart, and the life of spirit grass everywhere and good materials for refining weapons can be seen everywhere, and it will never return.

After 8000 years, all the existing major sects have rediscovered the Dao of Enlightenment, which is completely different from the ancient martial arts, and the world of self-cultivation is no longer at its peak.

Those casual cultivators had no choice but to fight for some petty profits.

The days were really bad, and some casual cultivators gathered in small groups to help each other.It is common for those low-level monks to fight over a rare elixir, or to turn against a close friend over a piece of crippled skill.

This caused the high-ranking monks to look down on these people even more and feel ashamed of them.

Casual cultivators often don’t have pills, so they can only fight until their injuries get better; they almost go mad when they don’t have good skills to form pills; it takes a lot of effort to even enter the market in the mountain gate of the Dazong sect; the same price for the same item , cultivators of sects can buy it, but casual cultivators cannot.

Zhan Yuanqiu had experienced all kinds of difficulties. He was alone and practiced bitterly alone.

Fortunately, he has already made it through.

Jindan's late stage cultivation is already second to none among casual cultivators. For people with this level of cultivation, the small sect is willing to let go of their prejudices and change their faces.

What Zhan Yuanqiu learned was not even a systematic exercise, but a remnant of a weapon. The master who led him to the door was also a casual practitioner.It is said that when he was young, he obtained half a manuscript of tempering magic tools in the central Shu area.

The source is unreliable, maybe it is a broken sect classic, maybe someone else figured out the notes of forging the magic weapon long ago, anyway, it is an unowned thing. Master Zhan Yuanqiu got this thing and always regarded it as a treasure, but he couldn't even get the materials together. Don't even try it.I only plan to sell things and exchange them for some useful treasures.

It's a pity that the secret of tempering the magic weapon is dismissed by the big sects, and the small sects don't want it when they see that it is incomplete.The price that other casual cultivators can offer is simply terrible for its value.

So I have treasures in my body, but I can't use them.

He was also spied on, and after a fight, Zhan Yuanqiu's unlucky master was seriously injured and fled to a blacksmith's house in the countryside.

The blacksmith, surnamed Zhan, was good at making agricultural tools, hunting forks, and other jobs. The family had no worries about food and clothing, but his son was congenitally deficient and sick.

The unlucky monk who was carrying the remnant of the tempering weapon was rescued by the blacksmith. When he woke up, he found that the frail and sick child was not bad at all. Anyway, there is no way to repay the kindness of saving his life, so he passed on the basic exercises to others. Teach reading and literacy so that people are not illiterate.

Not to mention Zhan Yuanqiu's father who was a blacksmith, even his unlucky master, at first he only hoped that he would be healthy.

Because of the severe injuries and no medicine to treat, Zhan Yuanqiu's master died a few years later.

Yue Mo also felt that he was useless all his life, and he didn't say anything, but when Zhan Yuanqiu was sorting out the relics, he found the remnant of the secret method of tempering, and the mountain boy actually regarded this as the blacksmith's unique skill in making weapons - because in the peaceful and prosperous age, the ordinary A blacksmith who only knows how to make farm tools and forges swords will immediately have a different status. Those who are registered with the government can serve in the army and get a salary every year.

There are also master craftsmen who make swords privately among the people. They don’t have to spend time in the countryside. They go directly to the big cities of counties and counties to make a furnace of swords, which can be used for a year. This future is bright and bright. It is simply the life of Zhan Yuanqiu’s dream. .

Therefore, he inherited his father's business and continued to be a blacksmith in the mountain village. In his spare time, he seriously studied and learned the method of "making weapons". Things, directly for the iron to try.

One year, two years, ten years... In addition to the foundation of the early stage of Qi refining, Zhan Yuanqiu's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the things he usually makes are getting sharper and more exquisite. Unlike other blacksmiths, he did not produce five big and three rough He looks like he is more than seven feet tall, and his eyes are restrained, and he can kill a mountain leopard with a single punch.

It's a pity that a single weapon has never been successfully manufactured (of course, Fantie can't stand the secret method of forging in the cultivation world, anyway, scrap materials can also be used to make farm tools, Zhan Yuanqiu doesn't care at all).

Until a certain year, a hunter in the mountains picked up a strange ore and sent it to him.

The color is copper yellow, the size of a thumb, but it is very heavy, and the ore section is so sharp that it can cut an iron fork.

Zhan Yuanqiu stuffed it into the furnace casually, but he couldn't melt it no matter what, so his brain twitched, and he remembered that the master who forged the magic weapon had to use human blood to sacrifice the sword before it could take shape.

He also couldn't figure out when the blood was spilled, whether it was sprinkled out of the oven, or whether it was sprinkled all the time...

Relying on his physical strength, he poured a small bowl of blood into the fire every day.

He didn't know at the time that this piece of ore was Gengjin, the excellent material for casting flying swords. If Gengjin had wisdom, he would be moved and wronged to the point of crying—how could the fire melt it?

A foundation-building monk used a mortal blacksmith's furnace to forge a piece of Geng gold with the best tempering method?

Is this a caster?This is torture material!

Now that he was pouring blood every day, he finally had aura, and Geng Jin, who had been roasted by the fire for an unknown amount of time, immediately absorbed it completely.In this way, Zhan Yuanqiu made a mistake and gradually merged Gengjin with his own aura.

On the day when the sword was formed, he suddenly entered the realm of forgetting both things and me, and he built the foundation in a daze!Enlightened!

Holding his master's relics, Zhan Yuanqiu easily found the circle of casual cultivators, and he realized that there are no martial arts masters in the world, and there is no master who builds peerless magic weapons. Those legendary masters and masters are all monks.Zhan Yuanqiu had no choice but to rectify his ideals, throwing away the hammer, bellows, and stove. The blacksmith Zhan in the village disappeared mysteriously from then on, and there was a wandering cultivator Zhan Yuanqiu carrying a semi-finished sword embryo on his back and traveling around.

He has wandered around the world for decades, from being able to read characters to being knowledgeable; from a country bumpkin who was dumbfounded when he entered the city, and only looked around in amazement, he became a calm, chatting and laughing outsider; The country blacksmith who couldn't tell the difference between the silk and the yarn turned into a handsome young man wearing a robe with a sword and holding a fan; a fool who had never had the slightest common sense in the cultivation world, and was dizzy by the truth, was promoted to a man who was only one step away from the Nascent Soul. monk.

The glitz of the world, the tulle of the world.

Some people lose vigor, principles, and mind after being grinded, and only know benefits.In the face of chance and magic weapon, relatives and friends turned against each other, and Taoist couples killed each other.

Some people are like the golden sand sifted from the muddy water, and the jade discs taken out after chiseling the rocks, shining brightly.

Zhan Yuanqiu came to the capital this time, just in need of a suitable place to prepare for the transformation into a baby.

The enshrined treatment at Dabaoguo Temple is good, and the temple is quieter than Baishan Academy, so he entered the ring and won several people in a row. He thought he would not be able to wait for a good opponent, so he could only become a Dabaoguo Temple enshrined and compete with Moxiu ,did not expect--

While thinking about Chen He's moves, Zhan Yuanqiu followed the crowd, unknowingly, he wandered on the street all night.

When he woke up, he suddenly found that the sky was twilight, and this lively and bustling night was about to pass.

"A rare good opponent." Zhan Yuanqiu sighed.

After Chen Ho jumped off the ring, Zhan Yuanqiu was stunned by the sight of Shi Zhonghuo showing his power. When he wanted to find Chen He's whereabouts, he found that the other party had disappeared among the crowd.

It just so happened that the monks of Dabaoguo Temple were busy fighting the fire, Zhan Yuanqiu also put away his sword, took the opportunity to jump off the ring, and chose a random direction to chase.

I just don't know that the monks of Baoguo Temple were excited tonight, thinking that they could recruit two highly skilled offerings, but in the end they looked depressed in vain!

The more Zhan Yuanqiu thought about the fight last night, the more he was sure that Chen He had no experience in fighting with magic weapons, nor did he have much experience in fighting with others.Chen Ho gradually became familiar with the moves during the competition.

In addition to releasing aura and pretending to be martial arts, the sharp and decisive moves seem to be the fighting skills learned by mortal frontier sergeants, but they are much more sophisticated.

Zhan Yuanqiu even felt that there was an undisguised evil spirit on Chen He.

The kind of evil spirit that has been contaminated by fighting fierce and ferocious beasts for many years.

This shocked Zhan Yuanqiu, and he couldn't help thinking that when he was still a blacksmith, because he often went to the mountains and forests and encountered fierce tigers, wild boars and mountain leopards, over time, he was also full of evil spirits.

It's just that Chen He's evil spirit was much stronger, which shocked the monks in the late Jindan period. Zhan Yuanqiu almost suspected that Chen He was a person who walked out of the wild mountains in southern Xinjiang.

This kind of misunderstanding gave birth to a sincere kindness, which made Zhan Yuanqiu want to get to know each other even more.

But—the fate in this world is mostly like this.

Zhan Yuanqiu, who lingered all night, laughed at himself, thinking that he probably didn't have this fate.

Forget it, in the battle last night, although he lost miserably, he also gained a lot.

Zhan Yuanqiu soon felt relieved, looked up and saw a teahouse, so he was going to go in and sit down.Because he wanted to change his original plan, not to make any offerings, and he was not in a hurry to transform into a baby. He was going to leave the capital, find a quiet place to study what he had learned, and temper the long sword again.

Unexpectedly, he had just stepped into the teahouse, and before he even got to his seat, he felt a tightening of his cloud shoes.

"..."

Bow your head, nothing.

The satin on the upper of the shoe was constantly being pulled and wrinkled by something, as if a little thing was persistently trying to pull Zhan Yuanqiu's shoe off his foot.

What a ghost! !

Because he didn't feel any danger, Zhan Yuanqiu didn't intend to kill, but just flicked his sleeve, and the aura dispersed.

——The blindfolded by Venerable Huanjian is very strong, and Zhan Yuanqiu can't break it.

However, the scattered aura clearly encountered an obstacle, and in Zhan Yuanqiu's eyes, it outlined the appearance of the "shoe thief": a crab the size of a fist!

Zhan Yuanqiu was stunned. He had no idea how there could be a crab with excellent concealment skills in the teahouse in the capital!It's still the Lantern Festival on the first lunar month, the cold winter when the snow hasn't melted!

At the same time, he also felt amused, this encounter was too bizarre.

Zhan Yuanqiu found an empty table casually, and after calling the waiter to serve refreshments, he bent down and groped for a while, firmly grasped the crab's carapace, and lifted up the little thing that was still trying to pick off its shoes: "Little guy, where are you hitting?" Come? Could it be in the pot?"

He laughed as he spoke.

"A heterogeneous crab that can be invisible escaped from the kitchen of a restaurant. After going through a lot of hardships (the Lantern Festival was crowded with people, it is a miracle that it was not trampled to death), it finally escaped and finally crawled into the teahouse. Because there is no nest, so I took a fancy to me shoes?"

Zhan Yuanqiu teased the crab's pliers with the real yuan. Although he couldn't see it, he was still quite interested.

He has been to many places and knows that crabs like to dig holes to hide. On the beach, it is common to see crabs hiding in empty conch shells.

Zhan Yuanqiu took out a pair of shoes again from the storage bag, quickly changed them on, stepped on the empty shoes by his feet, then bent down and let go of his hands, the aura detected that the crab crawled over and hugged the shoes and did not let go.

"Haha." He smiled happily, "The little guy took my things, why don't you come with me...Huh?"

Zhan Yuanqiu frowned in doubt, followed the direction where the crab was dragging his shoes - raised his head, and met a pair of bright eyes!

"..."

Zhan Yuanqiu watched his shoes being dragged under the table of Venerable Huanjian. The crab seemed to be still holding on to the shoes, trying to climb up on Venerable Huanjian.

"This senior."

I can't tell whether the cultivation level is high or low, and there is such a strange "pet", it should be a fellow.

Zhan Yuanqiu stood up in embarrassment, cupped his hands and apologized: "I'm sorry, can you return the shoes?"

Shi Feng was silent, he protected Chen He who had entered meditation, and no one else could see him.When Zhan Yuanqiu grabbed the crab and talked to himself to make up a legendary experience for the crab, Shi Feng saw Venerable Huanjian's eyes light up.

——I feel like I want to sigh for this young casual cultivator!

It made Venerable Huanjian feel interesting, but for those who smell like Venerable Huanjian, they don't know what they will be tossed about.

By the way, this casual cultivator still uses a sword, it's just...

Shi Feng shook his head.

He glanced at Chen He, although he regretted what Zhan Yuanqiu was about to face, he still pretended indifferently that he didn't know Venerable Huanjian, kept silent, and refused to save him.

"Boy, you have offended me, and you want to kidnap my plaything, hehe."

Venerable Huanjian waved his sleeve lightly, and Zhan Yuanqiu immediately fell to his seat, unable to move.

The author has something to say: Zhan Yuanqiu wants to get acquainted with Chen He, just to find a good classmate who can make progress together →_→ nothing else.