So What If You've Been Reborn?

Ji Hong has been captured by Venerable Huanjian.

Even if he didn't die now, I'm afraid life would be worse than death.

Although I don't know where Ji Hong's ability to be sure that Zhan Yuanqiu will become the apprentice of Venerable Huanjian came from, but if Ji Hong said something, it was said by a little Taoist priest from the Heluo Sect who can tell fortunes, Tian Yan would have to lose some skin?

Even though Chen He didn't like the little Taoist priest Tianyan, at least he had worked together to resist the enemy for 40 years on the mountain wall of Shuihuan Valley. It would not be a good thing for this little Taoist priest to expose Tianyan and let Venerable Huanjian know.

Still hold back and investigate quietly.

After the two brothers reached a consensus in their eyes, Chen He immediately began to persuade: "In my opinion, this is your fault, the Taoist priest! Did the Taoist priest ever say that he is going to be accepted as a disciple?"

The old man with long eyebrows was taken aback, then shook his head.

"That's right! He's just entered the Heluo sect, and he's so ambitious that he wants to worship the same master as the head. That's too thick-skinned!" Chen Ho pretended not to care, "He looked for Isn't it normal for a junior disciple to ask for a teacher?"

"Oh, that's what you said—wait a minute, that's not right!" The old man with long eyebrows stared, "He's already at the Golden Core Stage, so why would he want to worship the disciples of the Heluo Sect who are also at the Golden Core Stage?"

Chen He hesitated: "This... this little Taoist priest talked about his destiny, and said that he once had a big dream, dreaming that he was about to ascend to Mahayana, maybe in the dream, that low-level disciple of your sect was Where is his master!" The old Daoist with long eyebrows still had to think deeply, only to hear Chen He added lightly: "The Taoist priest wants to accept disciples, so he has to tell! How will others know if he doesn't tell?"

Changmei suddenly laughed: "Yes, it's the old man who made things complicated!"

Shi Feng silently looked at his junior brother flickering his long eyebrows.

Then he lowered his head and poured himself a cup of tea. The leaf stalks were finely broken, but it was bad tea.

How can there be good tea in such a small place!He simply wandered around with Nan Hongzi in the first half of his life, he also drank bad tea, slept on the ground in the open air, and lay down on high beds with soft pillows.

What matters is who the people around you are.

"Don't rush back to recruit disciples, Daoist!" Chen He flickered his long eyebrows, and hurriedly inquired about the news he wanted, "Who is Venerable Ghost, and what are his weaknesses?"

Long eyebrows glanced at Shi Feng.

"Don't look at my senior brother! He definitely doesn't know as much as you do." Chen He vetoed it.

He is also a monk of the Mahayana period, and the old Taoist Changmei is the master of the head of the Heluo School, Chixuan Zhenren, and even an elder of the school. Where is Shi Feng?Before the title of Gorefiend, the entire Daxue Mountain Beixuan Sect shut their doors and did not ask about world affairs. Nan Hongzi wandered east and west, never talking to other monks, gossip and so on, there is absolutely no Changmei who knows much .

He glared at Shi Feng with his long eyebrows, but the latter didn't lift his head.

"cough."

Clenching his fist and putting it on his lips, he coughed pretentiously, and the old Taoist with long eyebrows said, "What about the Venerable Gui Ming, he ranks no higher or lower among the six great masters of the Demonic Dao, neither forward nor backward..."

Chen He silently took the teacup in front of the old Taoist.

"Don't, your attitude looks like Ting Gu's?" Long eyebrows blowing his beard and staring.

He looked around and crushed a sound-proof talisman.

"The Venerable Guiming became famous 300 years ago, at the same time as the Venerable Huanjian. At that time, the world was in chaos, and the dynasty changed. The corpse was shrouded in horse leather. After a battle, at least thousands of people would die. The evil way drove the corpse to play ghost tricks These young people are shaking." The long-browed old man stroked his beard and said disdainfully, "Using the soul of a mortal to refine a magic weapon is against the harmony of heaven. Although people in the magic way don't care about cause and effect, they just want to be free and unrestrained for a lifetime. They are concerned about what will happen after their own death, so they will not do the usual things of wantonly collecting souls."

Chen He frowned.

Sure enough, I heard the old Taoist say: "...But when the world is in chaos, they are the ones who made a fortune! The soul's obsession is too deep, even mortals will turn into evil spirits. These souls that refuse to enter the six realms of reincarnation, Absorbing earth qi, cultivating yin qi at moonrise, is no longer blessed by heaven. Just like our Heluo sect can eradicate these fierce ghosts, the devil can also deal with them at will."

Innocent people killed by the rebel army, women who died miserably, heroic souls who lingered on the battlefield, and generals who were unwilling to fail.

The more chaotic the world, the more innocent people, this is not empty talk.

"Ghost Ghost is one of them. He originally belonged to a small sect of demons, and he mainly focused on refining souls. For several generations, there has never been a demon cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. It happened to be a good time for him. "

Hearing this, Chen He's expression eased a little.

Even if such a Demon Venerable is powerful, he doesn't have much foundation, and even if he has a hole card, it is all set by Venerable Guiming himself.

In the world, if you want to make enemies with others, the most important thing is to find out the opponent's strength and cards.

Wasn't it because the Fusion faction underestimated Shi Feng back then, and because the method of dismantling corpses and soldiers had long been lost in the cultivation world, they never expected that Shi Feng would suddenly kill Nan Hongzi.

If it weren't for their vicious intentions, hoping that Nan Hongzi would become Shi Feng's burden, and deliberately let Shi Feng approach, it would be easy for Shi Feng to kill a bloody road. I'm afraid that after he rushed out of the encirclement, Nan Hongzi would have been killed by the Juhe faction dragged away.

The Beixuan faction has been declining repeatedly, but there are still some people ascending to the top, which is unexpected. Isn't it because of the deep foundation?History too long?

"Are you still worried about the opponent your senior brother picked?" The old man with long eyebrows looked at the right opportunity and laughed at Chen He.

Chen He was unmoved, and insisted on asking: "What the Taoist priest said just now is something that everyone knows..."

Shi Feng dug the corner of Venerable Ghost Ming, but the other Venerables didn't respond, it was obvious that this guy was not popular.

"...But you can't listen to rumors. I heard that someone turned against his master, but it's not true at all." Chen He talked eloquently, "Senior brother still has enough power to deal with a venerable ghost. In case the other party has any help, we You also need to prepare early.”

The example given by Chen He actually refers to Master Huanjian's master and apprentice. As a result, the long-browed old Taoist interpreted it as Shi Fengnan Hongzi, so he sighed self-consciously: "This secret relationship is not something that an old Taoist can know. However, one has to guard against one's death. Venerable Guiming has been conceited for many years, and now he has suffered a great loss from Fellow Daoist Shi Feng, and he is jealous of Shi Feng's strength, so he dare not act rashly. He absolutely cannot swallow this tone! A helper is definitely going to be found, it depends on what kind of benefits he can offer."

Chen He's eyes lit up: "Is this demon rich?"

The long-browed old Taoist felt sorry for him: "What's more, besides Venerable Huanjian, he should be the richest!"

Can there not be many funerary objects in the graves of mortals?

"They are all worldly things, can they impress monks?"

"Other demons can't do it, but Venerable Moon Swallowing will definitely be moved."

"..."

It took Chen Ho a few breaths to recover from the bad association of this name.

——Swallow the moon, the tengu eats the moon!Is he a dog?

The long-browed old man obviously had seen too much of the younger generation, and when he heard the strange expression of this Demon Venerable's name, he burst out laughing unceremoniously.

Chen He's face was a little stiff.

Shi Feng coughed lightly, and explained next to him: "The Venerable Swallowing Moon has a monster with the blood of the Tengu. It is said that he has been with him for hundreds of years and has a very good relationship. Many monsters have taken refuge."

Chen He, who has only seen one monster, the eight-tailed fox, is quite curious: "Can that little tengu transform into form?"

"I heard that it can't. It's extremely difficult to transform this kind of monster with the blood of an ancient beast. It has to go through a catastrophe." Shi Feng stuffed a plate of plum cake into Chen He's hand.

Chen He ate a piece.

"Well...then Venerable Moon Swallowing's exercises are also biased towards Yin and evil, so you can benefit from Venerable Guiming?"

"No, the tengu loves to devour, and those ghosts refined by Venerable Guiming are very suitable for his pets." The old man with long eyebrows had a bitter face. took away.

This is a teahouse!

Fellow Daoist Shi Feng, do you want to be so biased?

When Shi Feng raised his eyes, Changmei realized that he had read the complaint.

"The Taoist priest's words are wrong. Could it be that your heart is right?"

"..."

Just when Chang Mei couldn't bear to look down and wanted to slap the table and leave, Chen He pushed a cup of hot tea in front of him with a smile on his face: "Master Dao, don't bother with my senior brother."

Long eyebrows: ...

He finally found out what was wrong with Chen He! !

——Why are the two brothers sitting together, it seems that Chen He has the right to speak?

I think when Chen Ho was still a dumpling, he saw through his blindfolds and lies, and ran angrily to the entrance of Changmei Laodao's cave, wearing shoes that were specially stained with mud, jumped on the futon, stepped on a lot of feet, and hugged his little arms grunted at him.

At that time when Shi Feng came, he just hugged Chen He who was driven away by the old Taoist Changmei, and asked the puppet to clean up the mud. Although Shi Feng didn't speak, his eyes were full of "Daoist, don't talk to my junior brother!" Comparing" means.

Changmei choked on his chest, and looked at Chen He with weird eyes.

This is really grown up...

This tone of protecting Shi Feng!So aboveboard and unhurried!

The long-browed old man was a little sad, thinking that Chi Xuan suddenly took over as the head one day, when cleaning up the mess, he just said "Master is old and confused, Elder X, don't care about my face", ah bah , he is not old!He has 300 years to die, what the hell!

Chen He didn't know what Chang Mei was thinking when his expression changed, and he continued to ask: "Where is the power of Venerable Moon Swallowing?"

"Above the East China Sea."

Yuzhou borders Qingzhou, and beyond Qingzhou is the East China Sea.

Sure enough, they are close and easy to win allies!

Because of the eight-tailed fox, Chen He didn't have much affection for the monsters, but when things came to an end, the most important thing was to be able to disintegrate Venerable Guiming's support.

Shi Feng disdained to use some conspiracy tricks, but Chen He was different.

As long as it works, it is a good way.

Just as Chen He was about to ask Venerable Changmei Tunyue a few or three things, the sound of an erhu suddenly came to his ears.

The crushed soundproof symbol shouldn't have disintegrated so quickly. Chen He looked up in surprise, only to see Changmei coughing dryly and twirling his fingers, indicating that he had dismantled it himself.

——The father and daughter playing the erhu and singing have been standing at this table for a long time.

——Although we haven't heard it, but they really sang for so long, they have to give money!

Annoyed, Chen He took out a dozen copper coins and threw them into the plate in the singer's hand.

There are also rules for the seats in the teahouse. For example, listening to books, the seat near the table is the top seat. It is not acceptable not to give a reward, and the rest can be given freely.And the good location by the window, if you don't listen to people singing, you have to give money to send it away.

Simply put, don't sit in a good seat if you don't want to spend money.

Chen He is dressed like a son of a family, how could the buddy not bring him to a good position?

Seeing the copper plate, the singing girl looked disappointed. She thought it was at least a penny, and she left with her head bowed and aggrieved, not willing to look at Chen He out of the corner of her eye.

The long-browed old man couldn't help but cough.

Shi Feng: ...

There was an inexplicable anger in Chen He's chest, because the other party not only looked at himself, but also looked at his senior brother!

He is a monk, so of course he wouldn't care about a mortal woman asking for life, so he just snorted and walked away.

"Brother, let's go!"

Shi Feng nodded towards Changmei, really got up and left Shi Shiran.

The old man with long eyebrows was left behind, rubbing his nose and muttering: Does it really look like Ya Nei?What about Shi Feng's temper?Is it okay to listen to the younger brother?

When the clerk raised his face and asked if he wanted more water, Changmei yelled belatedly: "Hey, you didn't pay for it!"

——After you ate and drank, it is unbearable to ask the old man to pay for it!