So What If You've Been Reborn?

The dark dungeon was empty, except for the sound of heavy breathing in a secret room in the deepest part.

The cold iron passed through the lute bone and locked a person on the wall. The strings of iron hoops made people unable to move, and the blood was dripping, but this kind of injury could not kill the monk for a while.

Ji Hong only felt that every time he took a breath, his lungs and lungs were in severe pain, which affected all the injuries.

He lost too fast, too caught off guard.

Whenever the poisonous Gu poisoned him, his heart ached like a twist. Only when he was dying, did he try to figure out what was wrong with him.

——Too anxious, he was too anxious to deal with Chen Ho.

A distorted smile appeared on his lips, and Ji Hong tried his best to gather the aura in his meridians.Venerable Huanjian didn't pay much attention to his meager level of cultivation, and coupled with the need for torture, naturally he would not abolish his dantian qi sea, lest he be unable to hold his breath.

How could Ji Hong not resent the loss of the great situation.

He hated the person who ruined his plan, hated himself for being too hasty, but Chen Ho was the one he hated the most.

If Chen Ho were ignored, Zhan Yuanqiu would be removed according to the original plan, and the matter would be far from getting so bad.In order to worship the Venerable Huanjian as his teacher, he spent too much energy. He deliberately imitated Zhan Yuanqiu's behavior since he was a teenager. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and now even his temperament is lifelike.

Zhan Yuanqiu was the luckiest and proudest person he had ever seen, with no disasters or disasters. When Venerable Huanjian was alive, he praised Zhan Yuanqiu as his proud apprentice more than once in public, and Venerable Lietian also took good care of him in secret.

Although Venerable Li Yan is in charge of the demonic way, Zhan Yuanqiu is still very comfortable in the days when his master and senior brothers have lost all their backers. He entrusts him with the power and wealth left by the two great masters, and lives safely under Chen He's subordinates. Chen He He was not mean to Zhan Yuanqiu, and he even trusted him a bit.

How can there be such a disparity in the fate of people?

Deep hatred flashed in Ji Hong's eyes.

He is good at the art of confusing sound with the spring breeze of the Great Snow Mountain, so he was born in the world of heaven and earth.

——In the previous life, the father who was a Beijing official was questioned, the whole family was imprisoned, and he was convicted and exiled to a bitter and cold place on the border.

Those days were too bitter, and his whole body was covered with frostbite sores, festering and bleeding, but he had a strong body, so he survived the high fever without dying of illness.His face was sallow and emaciated, crumbling, so haggard that only skin and bones remained.

One day when he was washing the horses, General Li Shen at the border gate respectfully ushered in a Taoist. All the servants knelt in the dust, not daring to raise their heads, only he glanced at him quietly.

The Taoist noticed him, and then he let out a sigh and stopped.

Because of his outstanding bones, Ji Hong was taken back to Daxue Mountain.

At first, they were just outer disciples. Although they were oppressed, they were much better than before. Daxueshan Qiankun Temple is such a place. People who are hard-working, hardworking and talented will always stand out.

Liangqian Mountain was back then, and Ji Hong was no exception.

In the previous life, Ji Hong saw Chen He for the first time in the desert.

The pack of wolves rushed forward, forcing several caravans and passers-by to one place. At that time, Ji Hong was only at the foundation establishment stage, and it was difficult to escape.Feeling flustered, one of the caravan guards, the thinnest and most silent young man, drew out a machete.

That is Chen He.

At that time, he was wearing the most common felt robe and scuffed boots, like a swordsman begging for life in the desert, showing his messy hair that was deliberately cut short—it was also a cultivation base in the foundation period.

The wolves suffered countless casualties, and the caravan also suffered heavy losses.

They lost their way in the desert, their faces were covered in blood, and they held broken and blunt weapons. After several lives and deaths, they finally walked out of the desert.

Until a long time later, Chen He in Ji Hong's impression was still the bruised, inarticulate, down-and-out casual cultivator, whose cultivation level was slightly worse than his own, and whose memory was confused.

No one likes talking to someone who confuses what happened yesterday with what happened ten days ago.

Ji Hong is very ambitious, how could he think highly of such a down-and-out casual cultivator who has no background and no sect, and has an unstable temperament, especially Chen He is still a demon cultivator, not a demon cultivator who has cultivated skills, but is entangled in cause and effect, falling into the demon way .

After leaving the desert, they naturally parted ways without even saying a polite farewell.

Who knew that Chen Ho would have such a future.

Ji Hong, an ordinary disciple of Daxue Mountain who was always on the go, was often involved in various dangers, and always met Chen He unexpectedly. Sometimes the other party recognized him, and sometimes he didn't.

Regardless of whether he recognized it or not, Chen Ho would not lend a helping hand during the chaos, unless the situation was unimaginably bad, and he could only join forces temporarily - this kind of choice, any two strangers could do it.

There have been many times, in the end only they escaped death.

Strength does not mean everything. Ji Hong and Chen He are not the most powerful people in a group of people, but they are neither credulous nor stupid, and they are talented enough to temporarily break through.Ji Hong's temperament is cruel and uncompromising, while Chen He is cold-hearted.

When Ji Hong met Chen He for the first time, he looked downcast, but he was still presentable. When he saw him three years later, half of his face was ruined.

Life as a casual cultivator is always difficult...

After "knowing" for more than 20 years like this, Ji Hong didn't pay attention to this person at first, and gradually became solemn and solemn, but Chen He still looked like that, and the two would often get involved in the snatching of heaven, material and earth treasures , there is a conflict of interest.It's not that Ji Hong didn't think about taking the initiative to back down in order to make friends, but looking at Chen Ho, whose memory is blurred, he never thought of it again.

At that time, Ji Hong was in a hurry to be promoted to the core disciple of Qiankun Temple, so as not to have to travel all the time. The medicinal herbs and elixirs he grabbed should be handed over to the sect. There are few who can be ignorant, so how can he be willing to sacrifice his own interests?

Ji Hong discovered this kind of battle again, and he was getting increasingly disadvantaged, losing to the opponent several times in a row.

The initial contempt gradually developed into subtlety, disbelief, and shock!The growth rate of Chen He's cultivation was not like that of a casual cultivator at all.

Even if the growth rate of the demon cultivator's strength in the early stage is far faster than that of the orthodox monks, this speed is too unusual...

A cultivator with a sect is not as good as a down-and-out casual cultivator.

What else could there be, a question of talent and aptitude!

The more Ji Hong practiced, the better his talent would be. He could see this from the words and deeds of everyone in charge of the master's sect. He had always been conceited about this, but he didn't expect... there was such a Chen He.

Before he could find a reasonable excuse for Chen Ho's extraordinary promotion speed, Chen He's Nascent Soul stage had already been completed, and Shi Zhonghuo was completely unsealed, and he no longer had the hidden flame in his true essence like before. The light is not clear.

The origin of Chen Ho's identity is also clearly revealed. He is the devil who burned Yunzhou City many years ago.

Even if the monks in the world don't cast aside, the karma owed is enough to drink a pot. How can Ji Hong have the heart to take another look at this kind of person who has suffered many calamities, and he has encountered a good opportunity.

Daxue Mountain God Master Liang Qianshan had two apprentices, the youngest disciple was killed outside, and the sect was shaken. In addition to looking for the murderer, Liang Qianshan had to pick out one of the inner disciples of the Qiankun Temple and take him in as an apprentice.

The core disciples have their own strengths, and behind them are different elders in charge, so Liang Qianshan will definitely not choose.

Recalling this point, Ji Hong not only did not show complacency, but was weirdly self-satisfied.

That's right, he tried his best, and finally became Liangqianshan's apprentice. He devoted himself to cultivating hard and never went down the snowy mountain again.

After five or six years of apprenticeship, he was successfully promoted to the Nascent Soul stage. As we all know, for those with high talent, although their cultivation is fast in the early stage, it must slow down after entering the Nascent Soul stage.

Even if he thought of Chen He occasionally, he still scoffed, thinking that the other party was already dead.

The big sect monks are too lazy to care about the low-level monks, and they are not interested in what the low-level monks are fighting for. The Daxue Mountain's view of the universe is not as good as before, so they secretly send disciples out to leave such things.

Chen He was already in the Nascent Soul stage, and the six major sects and demonic sects all took a close look at what was needed for this cultivation base. Chen He would only die if he fell into anyone's hands.

Loose cultivators are such a sad reminder, at best, they will be enshrined in a small sect, or they will stay in place for the rest of their lives, playing prestige among low-level monks.

Ji Hong let go of the subtle cares he had about Chen Ho back then.

However, after 40 years of apprenticeship, he was successfully promoted to the post-Yuanying stage, and was called the greatest disciple of Daxueshan's generation, a shocking news reached his ears.

The magic way has a new venerable.

It just happened to catch up with the chaotic situation of righteous demon cultivators, win over some of the disintegrated demon cultivator forces, troubled times produce heroes, and times create heroes. This is nothing. The problem is this person, Chen Ho!

Only about a year has passed since the day when Ji Hong and Chen He met each other in the desert and cut a bloody path from the pack of wolves.

The tragedy of burning Yunzhou is even more clearly remembered in the comprehension world. It happened 70 years ago.

A hundred years old without a demonic venerable is simply jaw-dropping!All of a sudden, rumors abounded. Some people said that Chen He got some kind of elixir, while others said that this was an evil technique, and such a high level of cultivation could not last long.

The monks who believed in the latter possibility all shut up in the end.

Chen Ho's strength is real. Ten years after he became the Venerable Demon Dao, he brazenly broke into the home of the Venerable Huanjian, successfully snatched a mirage pearl and left.

Regardless of whether Chen Ho has won against Venerable Huanjian, it is enough to make people feel horrified if he can escape unscathed.

But at this time, Ji Hong hadn't touched the threshold of the stage of transforming into a god.

After that, no matter what status Ji Hong gained or how fast his cultivation grew, he couldn't feel any joy, only aggrieved.He stared at that person with a strange mood, a look of jealousy and hatred.

Another 100 years passed, during which Ji Hong would occasionally see Chen He on the battlefields of righteousness and magic.

It was a blow to Ji Hong to only take a few glances from afar.

If he hadn't despised Chen Ho so much at the beginning, maybe the demon would not have been so serious.

Especially after Ji Hong took charge of Daxueshan Qiankun Temple.

This kind of anger was originally a dispensable emotion, but in such a bad world as the war between righteousness and evil, it was mixed with more sect interests, and the loss at Chen He's place eventually turned into deep hatred.

This is a kind of distorted and unspeakable hatred, which started from incomprehension and unwillingness.Every time Ji Hong failed, he hated Chen Ho a little more, and when Ji Hong succeeded in taking an extra step in his cultivation, he hated Chen Ho even more.

Some people, you can never compare.

Some people, you can never do it.

Some people, you will never be defeated.

Ji Hong's inner demons became more and more serious, and finally he died in retreat.

The most ridiculous thing in the world is that he knew very well why he died and where his inner demons were, but he just couldn't get rid of them.

Even if the heavens are merciful and allow him to live a new life, he is destined not to be able to soar if there is a demon in his heart.

That being the case, why not go another way?

Become the leader of the demon way, destroy Chen He, and completely unravel this demon!Not in vain for the opportunity God gave him!

"Haha." Ji Hong let out a miserable laugh.

But he tried his best, but failed.

He was too eager to deal with Chen Ho, so he was exposed and ended up like this.

Ji Hong muttered to himself: "How dare I not be in a hurry?"

He had personally experienced in his previous life that as long as he was a little negligent or underestimated Venerable Li Yan, Chen He would become an unimaginable and unattainable character in a blink of an eye.

Ji Hong didn't dare to relax at all, especially in this life, the blood demon would appear beside Chen Ho!