So What If You've Been Reborn?

Half an hour later, Chen He touched the roots of his ears and found that they were still hot.

He pretended to be nonchalant, and walked to the gate of the city calmly following the crowd that had dispersed during the Lantern Festival.

The time had not yet arrived, and the people waiting to leave the city were all sitting in twos and threes at the stalls to eat something to fill their stomachs.Some of them were merchants who were going on a long journey just after the eighth day of the first lunar month, and even more were ordinary people who came to the city last night to look at the lanterns.

Living in the capital is not easy, not everyone can afford to live in an inn.

The lanterns on both sides of the street were taken down, the sky was twilight, and large clouds of steam came out from the pots uncovered by the vendors, like fog floating in the darkness.

Before Chen Ho left, Shi Feng casually stuffed him with a storage bag.

He stretched out his hand to check it out, and found that there were clothes and shoes, a few bottles of panacea, and some loose coins inside.

Chen Ho glanced back indiscriminately, and there were many figures in the white mist.

——Brother said he would follow not far away, so he must be there, Shi Feng would not lie to him.

Chen Ho selectively forgot the fact that Shi Feng said that he went to the cultivation market at the Heluo sect mountain gate years ago, but he actually went to the house of Venerable Huanjian to grab the mirage beads.

Thinking of Shi Feng looking at him secretly, Chen He became more calm: Trying to show off in front of the person he likes is also a common stupid thing for people who fall in love.

The aroma of donkey meat burning in the fire wafted into his nose.

Chen Ho remained calm, and couldn't hold back a glance for a while.

With his state of mind and cultivation base, he shouldn't be disturbed by eating and drinking in the mortal world. The main reason is that he has been fighting on the mountain walls of Shuihuan Valley for 40 years.

In addition, Chen He's bigu was on the way to Yuzhou. Originally, according to Shi Feng's intention, he planned to make bigu after Chen He turned 19, but he didn't expect to catch up with the severe drought in Yuzhou last year.

They followed the refugees to Yuzhou City. Along the way, Chen He saw the desolation of peeling tree bark, gnawing weeds and eating Guanyin soil.Even if the government provided disaster relief in a timely manner and there were no scenes of starvation and child-eating, it was enough to make Chen He silent.

Their brothers and sisters have money, and they can afford even the most expensive rice. They are cultivators, and they can easily catch birds and beasts that ordinary people have worked so hard to catch, but why do they do this?Cultivators don't interfere with the life and death of heaven, and they can't save so many people, but they don't have to eat it!Because if you take one more bite, others will be less likely to take that one bite.Anyway, a cultivator can fast without starving to death.

Chen Ho made bigu unprepared.

Now in the late stage of Jindan, the real essence is stable, nourished by spiritual energy, and there is no need to eat at all, but curiosity cannot be curbed.

The donkey meat in the north is burned on fire, but it can't be seen in Yunzhou in the south.

The fragrant meat is simmering in the big pot, and the soup is tempting.

Chen Ho thought for a while, and felt that it would be better for him to correct the problem of "wanting" to eat. He tried his best to ignore the donkey meat in other people's hands, walked through the lingering white smoke, and walked to another vendor, pretending to be someone who wanted to eat. The person who was on his way to prepare dry food took out a few copper plates and said, "Ten buns, pack them up."

"Hey, guest officer, what a coincidence!" The stall owner in front of the steamer rubbed his hands and laughed, "The last few buns, the aunt just bought them away, and I have to wait for the next basket! The city gate will open soon Now, if you can’t wait, buy a meat bun and go, you’ll be very hungry!”

The people behind Chen He turned around and left immediately after hearing the stall owner's words.

Just kidding, can the price of meat buns be the same as that of steamed buns?

Dried buns can be used as dry food on the road. It’s okay if it’s cold or crushed. What about meat buns?

Half a quarter of an hour later, Chen He walked out of the city gate expressionlessly, with three meat buns wrapped in mulberry paper in his arms. What expression is it.

"..."

Shi Feng's mood was a little delicate.

It was a plan they discussed to go out of the city to lure the people who were following Xunxiang.There are many people in the city with miscellaneous eyes. In order to avoid the other party's trick of "killing the monk of Dabaoguo Temple in the street", he simply left the bustling market, and it was easier to do it in a remote place.

It's just that Shi Feng just told his junior, don't worry about it, live the life he wants.

The first thing Chen He did was to buy meat buns.

——Meat buns are so delicious, can they become obsessed with juniors?

After thinking about it, Shi Feng felt that it was the owner of the Heiyuan Valley who stole the buns. The elders with long eyebrows cheated on the buns repeatedly when Chen He was young. As for the fact that he still misses the meat bun so much.

Sure enough, because Chen He couldn't remember, it was very inappropriate to let those old men mess around.

Shi Feng watched from a distance Chen He boarded a carriage after leaving the city gate. He looked around and found nothing unusual. He walked over slowly and saw that it was a carriage bound for Quyun County, and he was also going to the carriage. The direction of Yuzhou.

Pretend, just pretend to the end.

Chen He sat on the wall of the car calmly, the car was not spacious, barely able to seat six or seven people, after paying the money, the car was full of people in a short while, except for a village woman with a child , the others are all idlers who come to the capital to watch the excitement, and they roll up their sleeves and talk about it.

Chen He closed his eyes and said nothing, and others only thought he was dozing off.

Not long after, the two poor horses pulling the cart began to walk slowly with a yell. Chen He concentrated on it, turning a deaf ear to the noise nearby, feeling that the people coming and going into and out of the city were still too lively. Not a good place to get your hands on.

——And, Shi Feng was not found.

Sure enough, the strength is still far behind.

The Beixuan School's ancient skills are better at feeling the changes in the aura of heaven and earth. If Chen He wants to, he can compete with the Heluo School for business.It's 50.00% accurate to give people a look at the recent luck or something.

It's just that most people generally don't encounter any major events.

People all over the street may not be particularly lucky or bloody. Rather than looking at a physiognomy, it is better to go to a pharmacy for a consultation. At least the first ability of seeing, hearing, and asking is good.

Chen Ho's thoughts drifted from whether there was a pharmacist in the ancestors of the Beixuan School to Nan Hongzi, his master he had never seen before.

He would not dare to mention it on weekdays, because it was related to Shi Feng's past.

If the old Taoist Changmei hadn't told about Nan Hongzi's life, Chen He might not know anything about Nan Hongzi's deeds until now.

From Chen He's point of view, Nan Hongzi was probably the one with the best understanding.

There is no cultivation method, no guidance, and he has been imprisoned in the prison for decades. Once he has an epiphany, he sees through the world and enters the Tao with martial arts.

only--

How did such a master die?

The words of the old Taoist with long eyebrows were all rumors, and he was obviously not familiar with Nan Hongzi.

Venerable Huanjian didn't mention anything about Nan Hongzi, let alone the people in Heiyuan Valley.

Chen Ho could only guess at the master he had never met, and try to figure out Nan Hongzi's temperament.

Well, since he would appreciate it and take Shi Feng as his apprentice, this vision must be good!Chen He thought firmly.

Shi Feng seldom mentioned Nan Hongzi on weekdays, but whenever he mentioned it, his tone was respectful. A master who makes seniors respect him must be a good master!

Especially the sentence "There is no one who hinders you in the world, only the person you choose, who is the most important to you"!

Chen Heergen felt a little feverish again. He felt that his master, Nan Hongzi, was a person with clear mind, affection and righteousness.Seeing through the world does not mean despising the seven emotions, distinguishing the priorities, and whether you have a good vision, there must be nothing wrong with your behavior.

The head of the Beixuan School, even if it is the last generation, will not be underestimated!

Chen He sighed in his heart, and then the stubborn question that he had buried deeply popped up uncontrollably: such a Nan Hongzi, such a Shi Feng, and two apprentices... Was the Beixuan School 30 years ago? How was it destroyed?

It seems that I will inquire about it in the future.

Chen He subconsciously felt that Liang Qianshan, the master of Daxue Mountain, must have played a bad role, which made Shi Feng very disgusted with him, and Liang Qianshan's tone was a bit strange.

But Liang Qianshan shouldn't be the culprit, otherwise Shi Feng would have killed him long ago.

The Beixuan Sect and the Qiankun Temple are both on the Daxue Mountain. If something happens to the Beixuan Sect, the Qiankun Temple is located in Liangqian Mountain.It is impossible to know nothing.With the Beixuan faction gone, they can still monopolize the Great Snow Mountain.

Chen He's deep thinking is just that he has a vague affection and respect for the dead master. While reminiscing, he hopes to avenge the Beixuan faction.Who let those enemies hurt his senior brother so deeply!

He didn't expect that the truth was far more tragic than he had guessed.

"Crack."

The wheel hit something, got stuck and bumped violently.

Chen He also opened his eyes at the same time, with a sneer on his lips.

Those who are waiting are here.

The coachman yelled and got out of the car to check, and the people in the car turned their heads because of the bumps.

Their actions were frozen at this moment—the enchantment.

Chen He slowly jumped out of the carriage and walked a few feet away. The sky was already bright, and there were farmlands on both sides of the road. In winter, it was empty and there was nothing.

Several cold lights flashed close to the ground, and the swift and ghostly figures surrounded Chen He.

"Who?" Chen He asked sharply, pretending.

During the fight, he already felt that this was all a demon cultivator!

Wearing a ghost mask, dressed in black, using heresy spells, cruel killing moves as soon as he starts.

Several fist-sized skulls were thrown in the air, making ghostly cries and wolf howls, disturbing the mind.The pitch-black scimitar exudes a gray mist, with a fishy and sweet smell.

Ordinary cultivators would be shocked when they encountered this group of cultivators, and they would definitely send out their true energy to push away this group of devil cultivators.

Chen Ho, however, wiped it close to his body at an extremely fast speed——

There are a lot of poisonous beasts in the ancient wilderness, and Chen He has long practiced the habit of holding his breath at will when he strikes. Even if he accidentally inhales it, the Mysterious Art of Baiqiaotong cannot be excreted from the body, so feeding stones with fire is also a good choice.

Chen He stretched out his hand to hold it, and flames shot out from his palm, engulfing a black skull in an instant.

Turning around, the blue-black Kui bow was in his hand, and he took advantage of the opportunity to draw out the black air of the skull churning in the flames, condensing it into an arrow.

The black source demonic energy was burned to the point of crying, and once it escaped, it would be faster than Chen Ho's drive, and it would ruthlessly plunge into the Frost Sword.

The sword came behind Chen Ho silently. It was intended to take advantage of Chen Ho's true energy to push away the demon cultivator, and took the opportunity to attack. Unexpectedly, when Chen Ho turned back, it was a black arrow born from the devil's energy of the skeleton. Two hits On impact, the sharp sword edge trembled instantly, pieces of Frost Sword shattered, and black air spread all the way.

The sneak attacker screamed, and although he withdrew his hand in time, the demonic energy still invaded his meridians.

The palm of the hand turned black and black in an instant, and he could only force it out with the strength of fate.

Over there, Chen He had already easily clasped his shoulders, twisted his bones, folded his arms, and kicked horizontally—a group of demon cultivators fell down in disorder, leaving only magic weapons buzzing in the sky.

"Golden elixir late stage, golden elixir stage, foundation building stage... Except for the four golden elixir stages, are all the others at the foundation stage?"

Chen He frowned, the black hands behind the scenes underestimated him too much, so they sent such powerful people to hunt him down.

"It's not as good as Zhan Yuanqiu!"

No wonder the brothers didn't show up, they just hid and watched the show.

Anyway, on Zhan Yuanqiu's side, there are two Jindan stage monks playing self-destruct, ready to cheat him.

——Of course, when dealing with Zhan Yuanqiu, Ji Hong had a plan long ago, Chen He, you are a variable that appeared halfway.

Chen Ho lifted the masks on the faces of those demon cultivators, their eyes were dull, and they were controlled people.

"what?"

Chen He picked up the sneak attacker who was almost shot by him, and the other party was staring at him in fear.

"Very good, there is someone who can talk!" Chen Ho pinched his fingers casually, and the flames danced happily in his palm. He pinched casually like rubbing yuanxiao, and asked with a smile, "Where do you come from? I have a relationship with you." What resentment?"

"..." The man swallowed and looked around.

"They are all demon cultivators, only you are not." Chen He asked slowly, "And you have the highest cultivation level, if you don't ask me, who do you think I should ask?"

When the man saw Moxiu lying on the ground, obviously sluggish, he trembled with lingering fear: "I, I don't know...Senior! I am controlled, and I don't know how I came here, the devilish energy Invading meridians almost destroyed my Dao foundation, and I woke up!"

"I'm not a senior."

Chen He patted the guy's face with the back of his knife angrily.

The knife was used by the demon cultivator. It was pitch black and poisonous. The man's face immediately turned gray, and he screamed in fear, "Forgive me! I really don't know anything."

"You can find the right time to sneak attack, and your mind is limited if you are deluded. If you don't say it, you will be buried here today!" Chen Ho's vaguely evil aura made him feel threatening when he said this.

"I... I am a disciple of Daxue Mountain, and I was sent to the capital to deliver the news." The monk said tremblingly, "I was originally staying in Baishan Academy. , asked me to meet at the old place, and I went on time. I was confused about what happened later! I’m telling the truth, I just feel that the teacher ordered me to act, kill you, and then—— "

As he spoke, his expression changed suddenly, because there was no memory of other orders behind him.

This was obviously sending him to death. The monk grabbed Chen He suddenly, but Chen He stepped back to avoid him. He fell to the ground and hissed: "These demon cultivators seem to be confused by the Daxue Mountain sound technique, aren't they?" Ordinary ecstasy, instructing and controlling me may also be the same! Daxueshan—”

Chen Ho suddenly felt a tightness on his shoulders.

"Brother?"

Shi Feng pulled Chen Ho back expressionlessly.

The cultivator didn't even utter a scream, the golden core was already shattered, flesh and blood flew everywhere, when the true essence exploded, all the surrounding demon cultivators were involved, seeing the blood stains all over the ground, there was no one alive.

Because Shi Feng re-laid the barrier, the people in the carriage remained motionless and unaware.

"Brother... isn't he already sober, why did he explode himself?"

"If he wants to tell the person who controls him, he will have no way out. Daxue Mountain's sound confusion technique is like tarsus maggots. People who can't get rid of this kind of influence want to reveal secrets, and this will happen." Shi Feng flicked his sleeves, and the soil on the ground turned up automatically, burying the corpse deeply.

The blood that flowed horizontally was washed away by the snow, and it also faded.

"Let's go, maybe there will be a second wave of chasers coming."

"Oh." Chen Ho walked towards the carriage.

"and many more."

Chen He stopped and turned around in a daze.

"Just get off the carriage in the next village and town. Although the cultivator world and demons do not want to involve mortals in their fights, these people are out of their minds and are desperadoes. You should leave as soon as possible, so as not to harm mortals."

"Yes." Chen He agreed.

"Also, give me the meat bun." Shi Feng said helplessly, "You put it in your arms, the kid in the carriage swallowed all the time smelling the aroma, but you didn't even notice."

"..."