So What If You've Been Reborn?

This year's Lantern Festival ended with a heavy rain.

The originally jubilant and bustling market was crowded with people, but it was quickly emptied due to the heavy rain.The carriage of Xungui's family was in a hurry, splashing muddy water everywhere, the precious and exquisite lanterns were taken away in time, and the remaining ordinary red lanterns were blown to pieces by the wind, lying on the ground miserably.

The bustling night, the lights and the scenery, disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Chen He was in the inn, looking out through the crack of the window on tiptoe.

——Because Shi Feng deposited enough money at the inn counter, even though they left the capital for a few days, they still kept that room.People who travel in the capital often stay in the Liyuan Jiaofang, or those who are too drunk to return after three to five days, as long as they have enough money, the shopkeeper doesn't care.

The rain was so heavy that it washed away the colorful silks hanging on the juggling stands on the street, and the bamboo fences used to hang lanterns, and fell in pieces in the stagnant water.

The crowds watching the lanterns dispersed like birds and birds, and the streets were empty except for dense rain curtains.

The people who hid in the first floor of the inn to avoid the rain sighed, only the shopkeeper was so happy that all the seats that could be sat were filled, and even the people standing still grabbed their wet hats and called the waiters to serve a pot of hot tea to warm their bodies .

It rains heavily in summer, just cover your head and run home.In the severe winter season, if you catch a cold, you may be seriously ill. The cost of medicine is much more expensive than the cost of meals and hot tea.

There was constant noise on the first floor of the inn.

Chen Ho listened to it for a while, and realized that what was being said was that the rain was insane. In previous years, there were lantern festivals where it rained, but it was never so heavy. There was more snow than rain. Could it be that God is angry?

Not enough tributes for offering sacrifices to heaven this year?Are there villains in the court?

Chatting and chatting, people will consciously keep their mouths shut, at the feet of the emperor, if they casually discuss government affairs, they will be arrested by the yamen.

Anyway, it's just a rain, it's good if it stops, even if it's rare, it can't be related to any phenomena in the sky.It's just that the Lantern Festival might end early. Originally, the lanterns were supposed to be on until the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, but now the streets are in a mess.

"Brother..."

Chen He pushed open the window, and the rainwater poured in at an angle, icy cold.

He looked at the dark sky through the dense rain curtain, and turned back to look for Shi Feng with some hesitation.

——The aura of heaven and earth is a bit chaotic.

This kind of change is very subtle, not to mention ordinary people, it is difficult for even cultivators to notice.

Only the Beixuan School's exercises are extremely sensitive in distinguishing all kinds of spiritual turbidity.

Shi Feng walked over, looked solemnly at the night sky, and closed the window again: "Is there any cause and effect involved that is about to happen, or disappears."

"What is that?" Chen He was puzzled.

Shi Feng paused, and said in a deep voice: "It's hard to say clearly. For example, mortals often speculate that there are visions in the sky, and it is not unreasonable. Visions are often caused by the chaos of heaven and earth. Usually, only Two possibilities."

One, something big is going to happen.

Second, things that should have appeared have disappeared.

Chen He's pupils contracted. He knew that there would only be one thing that would happen in the magic cultivator in the capital recently: Venerable Huanjian went back to clean up Ji Hong.

Who the hell is Ji Hong, who is involved in the spiritual chaos of the world?

"The world is so big, there are things happening everywhere, so why stick to the capital?" Seeing what his junior brother was thinking, Shi Feng touched Chen He's clothes that had been soaked by the rain just now. dry out.

"En." Chen He nodded.

He didn't believe that Ji Hong was so important!

"I'm just guessing randomly. Maybe the spiritual energy in the world is chaotic because Venerable Huanjian accepted his young apprentice Zhan Yuanqiu!" Chen He said sullenly.

Shi Feng laughed.

If Ji Hong did not predict the prophet, then Zhan Yuanqiu was destined to be the apprentice of Venerable Huanjian, how could the aura of heaven and earth be chaotic?

Chen Ho also knew that he had said something stupid, and was a little embarrassed, so he turned his head and went to meditate to adjust his breath.

The rain stopped outside, and the sky was overcast, not sunny.

On the evening of the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, a terrifying news spread in the city——

"The national teacher is dead?"

"That's right, there was a team of people rushing to the imperial city from outside the city in the afternoon, just to report! Except for the national teacher, who died in the first month, who dared to report to the palace?"

Chen He, who was eating pea yellow in the teahouse, froze.

The monk's hearing is so good that he can hear the conversations across the street clearly.

"It's true, the national teacher is getting old, and his health has not been good in the past two years, and he rarely shows up."

Chen He's eyelids twitched, and the pea-yellow crumbs that he was holding in his hand rustled down.

"...No, I didn't go to worship heaven in the first month of this year. It was said that I was retreating and meditating. In fact, I probably won't be able to get back from illness!" The speaker was a Confucian scholar with a contemptuous expression, "These alchemists who talk about it all day long , Monk, you can only play tricks! Birth, old age, sickness and death, they can escape. You can’t tell His Majesty that you are seriously ill and you are afraid of safety, so you just use the excuse to practice Zen and enlightenment! Ascend or sit down and pass away!"

The corner of Chen He's mouth twitched.

He swallowed the pea yellow calmly, and asked in a low voice, "How could Venerable Huanjian die?"

If you ask the monks of Dabaoguo Temple and the monks of Baishan Academy this question, they will definitely mutter: "The national teacher is dead?"Isn't that a common thing?

Shi Feng didn't speak.

The disorder of heaven and earth spiritual energy seems to be getting worse by this evening.

Normally, he just casually said that Venerable Huanjian's habit had flared up again, and now such a strange situation happened, which made him puzzled.

"Let's go to Dabaoguo Temple." Shi Feng said decisively.

The two of them left the tea house, and before they arrived at Baoguo Temple, they saw a lot of casual practitioners hurrying along, their expressions were a little panicked.

"Brother Dao, what happened?" Chen He stopped one person and asked sincerely.

Because of the blindfold, the other party also regarded Chen He as one of the casual cultivators who came to the capital to watch the excitement, and opened his mouth with horrified news: "You don't know yet? Let's go! There is going to be chaos near the capital, and the demon cultivators are fighting among themselves!"

"Uh?"

"The number one venerable of the Demonic Way, the venerable Lie Tian deliberately planned to kill his master, the venerable Huanjian!"

It was obviously absurd news, but Chen He secretly thought for a moment: Someone finally couldn't bear to do it?

After recovering, Chen He blushed for a while, and hurriedly asked: "What? There is such a thing?"

The casual cultivator fell to his feet and sighed: "Who says it's not! Both Dabaoguo Temple and Baishan Academy are in a panic, and the evil way is powerful. I don't know how many people will be affected by this internal strife! I heard that there were bloody bursts in the mansion of the National Teacher last night, and the grievances were full of grievances." Scattering, mortals don't know, but the monks passing by are scared to run away!"

"..."

It should be Venerable Huanjian who is eradicating Ji Hong's puppet subordinates!

What the other party said was so serious that even Chen He didn't dare to be sure, so he just asked, "Where did Brother Dao get the news that it was Venerable Lie Tian who killed his master?"

"I still need to inquire about it, it's spread all over!" Sanxiu shook his head and said, "Honor Cracking the Sky personally announced that the sound-transmitting paper cranes may have flown to the various sects! The demonic cultivators in the capital have heard the bad news. The Sixth Demon Dao One of the Venerables will die, and his power will change hands. Such a big event will shake the world of comprehension!"

"..."

Master Huanjian, you play so big, is it really okay?

Chen Ho pretended to be ignorant and confused: "Keep Huanjian is the number one expert in the way of magic, a magic cultivator in the Mahayana period, how could he—"

"Fellow daoists don't know something. I heard that Venerable Huanjian fought with the blood demon Shifeng for the secret treasure of Beixuan a few days ago. He was injured, so he retreated to recuperate. I didn't expect that one of his subordinates was Xiang Wanchun, who was ambitious. They hit it off with Venerable Lietian, and the two killed all the demon cultivators in the mansion of the national teacher, and sneaked up on Venerable Huanjian who was retreating, so they succeeded? I think, maybe the blood demon also got involved in it."

Shi Feng, whose innocence became one of the real culprits: ...

Chen He touched his nose subconsciously: "Who is this Xiang Wanchun?"

"It is said that he is the head of the Eighteenth Transformation God and Demon Lord under the Huanjian Venerable. It has long been rumored that he is extremely cruel by nature." Sanxiu trembled, and hastily cupped his hands, "I don't want to say anything extra, and I advise fellow Taoists to hurry up!" Let's go now! We are waiting for the gods to fight, but little people like us will suffer! Even Baoguo Temple and Baishan Academy will have to shrink their heads and dare not speak!"

Chen Ho thanked him, then turned around and looked at Shi Feng speechlessly.

"Well, Venerable Huanjian is not dead." Shi Feng said.

As long as Venerable Sky Splitter is among the murderers, this news cannot be trusted.

Chen He was thoughtful.

"What are you thinking?"

"I guess...that Xiang Wanchun is Zhan Yuanqiu!" Chen Ho said with confidence.

According to common sense, the betrayer that everyone hates will be killed by allies in the next step. Zhan Yuanqiu is so unlucky, it's good to play the culprit.

"No, senior brother guesses that person is Venerable Huanjian." Shi Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "The next step is to get Xiang Wanchun the panacea given by Venerable Lie Tian, ​​break through in one fell swoop, be promoted to the Mahayana stage, and be willing to be Venerable Lie Tian puppet, to regain control of the demon forces in the capital."

Chen He blinked.

——It seems that he didn't think clearly enough, and underestimated the evil taste of Venerable Huanjian.

"However, there are many demon cultivators who have been kept in the dark about these changes. Venerable Huanjian is not afraid of revenge from his loyal subordinates? Is it worth making such a fuss?"

"If someone wants to kill Venerable Tian and plot against Venerable Huanjian's treasury, then Venerable Huanjian's death is great news for them. This is the risk of planning and hiding in the dark. Dig it out and solve it."

"No... I think Venerable Huanjian wants to play." Chen He said seriously.

"..."

This brother who loves to tell the truth.

Shi Feng had a headache.

"Don't tell the truth so often with outsiders." Shi Feng touched the serious Chen He's cheek, "Don't worry about it, let's leave the city and return to Yuzhou!"

"Huh?" Chen He was surprised, there are still many things to do.

"Ji Hong is in the hands of Venerable Huanjian. I'm afraid it will be difficult. If you don't force him to ask something useful, Venerable Huanjian will not let him die easily. I'm afraid it will take a long time. If Venerable Huanjian wants to tell us, we will We will send someone to say, if we don't want to, there is nothing we can do. In short, Ji Hong is already doomed to die, so there is no need to worry about him."

Shi Feng stared at the sky and frowned deeply: "It's not true that there is internal strife in the devil's way, but it is true that the spiritual energy of the world is in chaos. Leaving early will also make me feel at ease."

Chen He nodded.

He secretly made a plan for himself to retreat and stealth after returning to Yuzhou.

When he was about to return to the inn, he suddenly raised his head: "Senior brother, we haven't gone to Venerable Huanjian's treasure house yet?"

Take advantage of the chaos and rob!Isn't it a good idea?

Who made Venerable Huanjian want to cheat death, act it!Can you, a dead man, stop the blood demon from robbing?Xiang Wanchun hasn't reached the Mahayana period yet!

Shi Feng paused, and said after a while: "You come with me, if the situation is not right, don't do anything."

"Okay, brother!"