So What If You've Been Reborn?

It was cloudy.

The first month of this year is not easy for the people in Yuzhou Prefecture.

Because the "earth dragon turned over", the entire Xicheng Thirteenth Square was turned into ruins, people were panicked, and the lively Shangyuan Lantern Festival was also cancelled.Such natural disasters could not be reported to the imperial court on the good day of the first month, so the yamen called monks to set up water and land dojos to save the souls of the dead, and called Taoist priests to observe Fengshui.

After receiving the news that "Dilong will not stand up again in a short time", County Chief Li let out a sigh of relief.

Li Junshou, who used to be an official in Qingzhou, felt that his luck was unlucky. When he was supposed to go to Beijing to report on his duties, the imperial court did not issue a summons. This kind of thing was obviously caused by someone. Go to Beijing to find out the way.In the end, a transfer order came and he was assigned to Yuzhou.

Li Junshou hadn't had time to lament that time was turning around, he burned incense and worshiped Buddha, and just as soon as he took office, on the first day of the new year, there was an earthquake in Yuzhou city!Seeing the household registrations of those people who had been checked off, he almost had a seizure because his hands and feet trembled.

Regardless of the freezing weather, he desperately urged the government servants and soldiers to clean up the ruins.

It just happened that there was a drought last year, and many people abandoned their fields and left. Those farmers who were seized by the gentry family, who had no land to cultivate, and did not want to be tenants, were there!It is also easy to migrate to Yuzhou City.

Li Junchang revised the report again and again, wishing that the whole article would be understated, hoping that major events would be reduced to minor events, and minor events would be reduced to nothing.When he was so busy that he was dizzy, he suddenly asked the servant: "Where is Mr. Hu?"

This literati surnamed Hu is Li Junshou's staff, with a vicious temperament, and often gives Li Junshou some very useful but shady ideas.I have been with Li Junshou for many years, and now I am in a hurry, Li Junshou wants to ask Mr. Hu for advice.

"This...Mr. Hu said he went out to visit friends on December 28, and he disappeared."

Governor Li suddenly felt a headache, and shouted: "What are you visiting friends? I haven't heard that he has old friends in Yuzhou. I'm afraid he went to Qing during the New Year's Eve. Lou Liyuan gambling shop is coming soon! Let's send people to the city and other places to look for it! "

The servants repeatedly agreed and took the order to go.

At this time, Li Junshou still didn't know that he could no longer see Mr. Hu, his staff member.

Beside the ruins of Shisanfang in the west city of Yuzhou, cigarettes are lingering, and on the east side is a group of bald heads beating on wooden fish and chanting scriptures.

On the western half of the boundary, there is a Big Dipper Dharma Altar, which is said to be a magic circle for suppressing Fengshui and observing the earth dragon, but in fact it is a proper Dharma circle for the cultivation world to praise the souls of the dead.

The county guard's mansion spends a lot of money on sesame oil every day, but in order to stabilize the hearts of the people in the city, as well as for his own official position and future, Governor Li gritted his teeth and did it.

The commotion was quite serious, eminent monks were invited from all major temples in and outside the city, and as long as they were famous, even small temples in remote places had received posts.

On the twentieth day of the first lunar month, when Sanqi, the innocent person who lost his life, hadn't passed by, a puja ceremony was held in front of the ruins, and the chant was started noisily.

Some of those eminent monks can only chant scriptures, and they will not squint after they come.

Some of them knew Buddhism and scriptures well, and they were good at martial arts. They secretly glanced at the Taoist priests coming and going to the west, and frowned and asked the yamen servants which Taoist priest they were.

"Heluo Temple?"

The questioner was instantly awed, this is a martial arts sect, and it is said that it has won the cultivation methods taught by the inner family.

The rest of the monks, well... they can also be regarded as eminent monks, but they are just Buddhist practitioners.

The Heluo faction found an eight-tailed demon fox in Yuzhou, and sent hundreds of Nascent Soul monks to capture it. As a result, the fox threw a fragment of a small world, causing the people in Shisanfang of Xicheng to be trapped in it for 40 years, and almost died of old age. They also heard about it. up.

With compassion in my heart, I recited the scriptures very seriously.

For no other reason, on the altar of the Big Dipper, there are still dots of afterimages of souls. One can tell that they are monks who have not entered reincarnation for a long time after death.

The Heluo Sect is one of the major sects in the cultivation world.

This kind of generosity of dispatching hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators in one breath is enough to scare casual cultivators into fainting, and even small sects have lingering fears.The demon fox is so difficult to deal with, if the Taoists of the Heluo sect hadn't discovered that the eight-tailed fox was lurking in the city of Yuzhou to assassinate low-level monks, and even wipe out their sect, it would not be difficult.

"The head of the Big Dipper Altar is the head of the Heluo Sect!"

Among the crowd, casual cultivators were quietly discussing.

Sudden gasps and voices came and went, the head of the Heluo Sect must be a monk in the Mahayana period, and the number of Nascent Soul cultivators that a casual cultivator can see in a lifetime is too few to use up ten fingers!Mahayana period!

After glancing at it for a long time, they could only shake their heads in frustration: they couldn't see anything unusual at all.

If no one reminded them, they thought it was a mortal!

It seems that when Kan himself met the Mahayana monks in the future, he could only make up what he saw and heard.

Reverend Chixuan turned a deaf ear to all the uproar, and with a wave of his fly whisk at the end, when he walked down the altar, an elder from the Heluo Sect came over and whispered: "There is news from Moxiu, but Governor Li really doesn't seem to know about it. People are looking for the missing Hu staff."

Reverend Chixuan looked at those afterimages of souls and moved deeply towards him, slowly turning into nothingness.

He held his breath and bowed to those dead colleagues.

Fellow practitioners in this life, fate or fate, we should thank each other as farewell.

There is fate in the next life, or we can meet again——

The souls of those dead Nascent Soul monks of the Heluo Sect lingered for a while, and finally escaped into reincarnation and disappeared.Behind Master Chixuan, some of their master and disciples had red eyes, and they just kept silent.

Master Chixuan took away the jade tripod in the center of the altar, which was full of sand.

This is the wreckage left by the ancient monks in the fragments of the small world. Their souls have drifted far away after the fragments of the small world were broken. I don't know if they have entered reincarnation.

After praying and sending away the souls of the dead, Master Chixuan simply collected some sand and put it in the formation.

——The sound of the drums is silent, the homeland is in ruins, and the enemy is in dust.

It's time to wake up from this big dream, and don't wander around the world.

Reverend Chixuan held the jade cauldron with both hands, and his true essence and spiritual sense connected to the Netherworld, with a wave of his hand, the dust and sand flew up, being swallowed up by the dark and deep Yin Qi.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is as if the sand sprinkled in the air has been swept away by a strong wind.

"..."

In the crowd, Chen He stared at the place where the cold air was bubbling just now, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

He and his senior brother had just returned to Yuzhou today, and they heard that the government office had invited monks to detach themselves from the ruins of the western city, so they came over.Unexpectedly, he would also meet Master Chixuan, the head teacher of the Heluo Sect, who used his own cultivation to open the way to the underworld and send the dead disciples a ride.

Those phantoms were all people Chen He knew.

40 years... This period of time is not short, enough for Mirage Pearl to leave more memories.

These Taoists of the Heluo Sect had sad faces when they were alive, and chanted and quarreled on the mountain wall after death. Whether they lived or died, they fought side by side.But today, I will never see you again.

When he saw the jade tripod overturned and the dust disappeared, Chen He thought of the broken bow and sand in the storage bag: Ji Changge's mind and soul were all lost, and he would never meet the ancient monk who guarded the water valley in the past.

Some people are dead, some people are beyond redemption.

Cultivation and ascension, seeking the Tao with one's body, is such a silent and silent road.

"Senior brother." Chen He tugged on Shi Feng's sleeve, signaling that they should leave.

Unexpectedly, Shi Feng didn't respond, Chen He looked up in surprise.

Shi Feng stared at the place where the soul left, in a daze.

"Brother..."

Chen Ho yelled again.

They were among the crowd, some of the people in Yuzhou City were crying, some were devoutly chanting scriptures, and some were just watching the fun.Including some casual cultivators, no one noticed them.

On the contrary, Master Chixuan sensed something and glanced this way from a distance.

"Let's go." Shi Feng came back to his senses, and took Chen Ho away from the crowd.

The two walked one after the other, on the streets of Yuzhou City full of haze.

Chen Ho didn't say a word, he guessed in his heart that Shi Feng was probably feeling emotional, thinking of the past when the Beixuan Sect fell.

The dead monks of the Heluo Sect were sent off by the master Chixuan. After the tragedy of the Beixuan Sect more than 30 years ago, what was Shi Feng doing?

——Alone, being labeled as a gorefiend and being hunted down.

Brother must also want to pray for the dead master and classmates!

Chen He made a silent note, and decided to go to the old Taoist Changmei whenever he had time.

Over there, the Heluo faction left, and the casual cultivators who had no excitement to watch also dispersed one after another. After a while, Chen Ho saw two or three groups of low-ranking cultivators.

Their topic is still on the eight-tailed fox.

Suddenly someone sneered: "There is an eight-tailed fox in Yuzhou, and dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators and many mortals died. What a shocking news! There is a big disturbance in the capital!"

The casual cultivator next to him was shocked, and hurriedly asked what happened.

"This news is also from the Great Sect! It is said that after receiving the sound transmission from the paper crane, there is internal strife in the Demon Dao! Venerable Huanjian was killed by his subordinates and apprentices!"

When Chen Ho heard this, he had a headache for no reason.

He hurriedly tugged on Shi Feng's sleeve and hurried forward, because he really didn't want to hear the story of Venerable Huanjian playing tricks on the world.

A few days ago, when they left the capital, they took advantage of the fire to rob Venerable Huanjian's mansion in the suburbs of Beijing.

The strong smell of blood and the gloomy atmosphere interpreted the rumors vividly. After the two brothers climbed over the wall and entered, they encountered no obstacles along the way.

Because there is no magic cultivation in the Mahayana period! !

Venerable Sky Splitter didn't know where he went!

Can't find the treasure house of Venerable Huanjian at all!Chen Ho could only touch a few snow ginseng and ganoderma and left.

Coupled with the chaos of the world's aura, Chen He wondered if Venerable Huanjian was playing his wife, which aroused Tian Dao's feelings.As for the master and apprentice, it is safer to stay as far away as possible!

Seeing how his junior brother could not wait to drag him away, Shi Feng had a smile in his eyes.

Immediately the smile froze.

Chen He also froze in place.

The group of loose cultivators who were exchanging messages behind them murmured:

"Master Killer! I heard that Blood Demon Shi Feng is also Master Killer!"

"No, these demon cultivators are really brave... I heard that Venerable Huanjian is the number one master in the way of magic, a Mahayana demon cultivator! It seems that it is not true! He is too old to be useful!"

"Tsk! The Gorefiend killed Nan Hongzi for Beixuan Mibao, and Venerable Lietian covets the power of Venerable Huanjian! This is big enough, and cruel enough!"