So What If You’ve Been Reborn?

"Is it really crazy to release it..."

The long-browed old man walked around with a beard in his house, and he was so sad that he could say it directly in the face of Chen He, and he was not afraid to teach bad children!

He was very loud, the house was so big, and Chen He, who lived next door, certainly heard it clearly.

The snow in Yuzhou City is full of wind and snow, and the sound of firecrackers is one after another. The family in the 13th Square of Xicheng is very lively. Only this yard, the servant of the servant, is falsely posted in the front door and posted the Spring Festival couplets, and the majesty is also covered with red lanterns. It is still like ice.

There were still no dishes on the stone table, and the remaining soup had already lost its temperature.

Chen He was watching the release of the monk. Before the brother left, he carefully asked him about the situation of the bead in the purple house. He also taught a few hand-picked tricks of the hundred-pronged spirits, and finally put the new year’s clothes in Chen He. Bed.

He said that he came back ten days later.

- Once the comprehension has entered the stage of the knot, it is a year of retreat. What is the ten days?

"Why don't you let the old road bring Chen He back to Heiyuan Valley? It is the safest place!"

"Because Bei Xuan Mi Bao."

Chen He sat with his back straight, and he heard his voice calm and waveless. The emotion of leaving the brothers to leave seemed to be cut off and buried quietly.

"Uh?"

Long eyebrows and old feet.

Although the two-in-one yard is not big, except for the side room of the hall, there is still a room in the backyard for the long-browed person. The position of the lighting is a little worse, and the long-browed old road does not care. At this moment, Chen He opens the door next door. walk out.

Compared with the black valley, the young man was a little taller, with long hair combed neatly, and the pace was calm when he stepped out of the threshold. His eyes were firm and cold. At first glance, the long-browed old road seemed to be found in Chen He. The shadow of the release.

In the past, it was dressed like a ball, and the mouth was full of fragrant meat buns. It was scared by the story of the brethren, and he cried and ran... Hey.

Long eyebrows and old people regret shook their heads.

Chen He went to the courtyard and stared at the old eyebrows and asked: "Can Dao tell me about the North Xuan faction?"

"Well, this is it!"

Laodao feels that he is idle at any time, and he walks out of the door with his dust. He said casually: "The North Xuan Pai is the longest sect of the realm of cultivation. At least tens of thousands of years. Because the sects are burned, how many years? Generation, it is not clear."

He said, while watching Chen He's look.

When I found out that the latter was a little strange and angry, there was no such thing as it stood still, and even when the breath was not chaotic, the long-browed old-fashioned uncomfortable touched the beard.

The cause and effect of the Northern Xuan School and the entire comprehension community are too deep, and they are unclear and unclear.

How many tragedies have become a thing of the past, and the pursuit of the local government can not find the enemy, entangled in the past, can only increase troubles.

"After 8,000 years ago, it was the battle of the catastrophe in the realm of the realm. The North Xuan School and the Nanhe Zong were the two most prosperous gates in the world. They were attached to many small sects, and there were countless monsters, ghosts..."

"Monster?"

"Ah, forget to tell you. In the ancient times, many practitioners were not distinct. The North Xuan faction also had disciples from the Yaozu, and the magic repair."

"Isn't the magic repair not flying?"

"In ancient times, it was ok." Long eyebrows nodded and said, "There is only the least chance, and it is not worth the number of flying ups. I am the master of the true self-cultivation, and the flight is the most secure. After the war of catastrophe, comprehension The world is declining, the kind of propaganda is soaring, the family's true scenery is no longer seen, and the world inherits ten times. The moths are unscrupulous and have a deeper cause and effect. In 8000 years, there is no more magical ascendant."

How many dynasties change in the world, smashing the sea.

"My master...have seen the leader?"

"Nan Hongzi? Ah, of course, Nan Hongzi entered the army with martial arts. So far, there are still his legends in the world. It was originally a regular victory general of the frontier five hundred years ago, and Xidi Beidi Wenfeng was sorrowful."

The long-browed old man sighed with a beard. "But the world's things are like this. The king is fainting, and the master is shocked. He will be in the dungeon for 30 years. After the emperor died, someone thought of him, but it was. In the dungeon, I saw a person who had to cover up and could not see his face. He laughed three times and shook the chains and went away.

There is no practice in the practice of the real world, no guidance, sitting in prison, to Wu Wudao, formed Jindan, and abandoned the world. Nan Hongzi is simply a legend of the thousands of years of cultivation. ”

- Such a bad Nan Hongzi, how did he and his brother's master die? Chen Wo stuck in his throat and never asked.

The long-browed old man immersed himself in the memory and shook his head and said: "A Jindan period comprehension is very difficult to find a martial art. Many martial arts methods are not suitable for him. Eventually he went to the North Xuan School."

The North Xuan School of Hearts has always been recognized as the best, but the most difficult to practice, but also the only method of cultivation in the real world. (Three thousand years ago, the North Xuan faction was robbed, the martial art was completely robbed), and did not read it. People can refine the practice of the Golden Age.

The general outline of the North Xuan School is a sentence: spring and summer long, autumn harvest winter, this avenue is also.

——According to the weather, do what you should do.

As for the time, many people understand the law of heaven. Chen He thinks that this means not to be picky about the environment. If you can find the "dao" in any environment, you know what you should do, and you are afraid that it will not rise.

"Well, if it is this experience, Master is really suitable for the North Xuan faction." Chen He said, found that this is a bit strange, especially not very respectful, and quickly shut up.

The long-browed man does not know the true meaning of the North Xuan Xin, and he does not know what he is referring to. He only said with regret: "Although Nan Hongzi is a monk, his temperament is fierce and he died too early... Hey."

Chen Wo listened silently.

The old road suddenly awake, coughing a little, said a little bit: "Chen Wo, you have a lot of things in your teacher's door, only your brother can tell clearly, the poor road is not very well understood. The poor road just pondered a bit, I feel that the act of being a lord of the Devil is definitely a slap in the face, you don’t have to worry about him..."

"No." Chen Wo solemnly shook his head.

"..."

Long eyebrows: How to forget the poor road, this doll is not easy to lie from the age of ten!

"Three months ago, we heard the news that Beixuan Mibao was about to be born. The brothers took me to Yuzhou. I didn't go back to Heiyuan Valley. It was not like taking the trouble back." Chen He looked up seriously, "I Although I don’t know the treasures of 8,000 years ago, the value is geometric. However, the disputes between the comprehension circles and Beixuan Mibao have been too many for many years. Maybe some people don’t want treasures, but they don’t want to get the right ones.”

That's right, Heluo is like this. The long eyebrows coughed.

"There are people who died in the past to grab the treasure, their relatives, and even more than they want to die."

"This one…"

"Hidden whereabouts to hide, is a good way." Chen He looked up, the tone was calm and calm, "a better way than this, it is only to let others vote for the device, do not dare to provoke."

The Daxueshan Master released the news, saying that the Sword Swordsman and the Buddhism competed for the North Xuan Mi Bao, and that there are people in the Sword Swordsman who are quietly pushing the waves. The people in the comprehension community are willing to find the troubles of the Sword Sword, or to find the release. Hey?

The greatest advantage of the Demon Supreme is the power.

It’s too late to train the forces, and you can only grab them. The six masters of the demon repair, aside from the sword and the sage, there are five goals to choose from.

"Senior brother said that he will solve the big troubles... This is the solution he thinks of. The North Xuan Mibao actually existed for 8,000 years. Why did it not until 3,000 years ago that someone broke into the North Xuan faction search, only because then The northern mysterious style, the previous five thousand years of irony and indulgence, no one dared to really start the rumor, why?"

Long eyebrows are dumb.

But why, the dead camel is bigger than Ma, not waiting until the North Xuan faction really declines, who is willing to take the world by big and rushing to find treasure?

In fact, Chen He did not say a word: the person who wants to find the real world is actually a release. Except for the people in Daxueshan, not many people know Chen He, and Liang Qianshan will also use Chen He as an apprentice.

"Do you want to do this!" The long-browed man was stunned. "He is not allowed to say the things that had been attacked by the Gorefiend on the day before, but he plans to say it in front of you. This is not Only the state official can set fire to him, and he is not allowed to light the road!"

- Because the brothers know from your mouth that they leaked, things can't stop me.

Chen Wo silently removed his eyes, and he couldn’t say whether he was happy or sad.

"The news of the treasures has been raging, and the realm has been shaken. But can things still save room? As long as you go back to Heiyuan Valley, we release the news that Beixuan Mibao is in the hands of the Sword Sword. Let them go find The first master of Magic Road chats with tea!"

Chen He thought for a long time and suddenly turned around.

"Hey, where are you going?" Long eyebrows quickly followed.

Just kidding, but before he left, he entrusted him to look after Chen Wo. If something happened, the long eyebrow would have no face to go back.

Chen Wo turned around at home for two laps, and finally came to the hall, finally found the pile of ceremonies, and placed a red box in front of the candlestick.

This is not what he bought. There is no such thing in the family before the brothers come back with the beads.

Gently open the box, Chen Wo glanced at it and he put it back.

"Chen Wo?"

"The sword sage will not carry this black pot." Chen He squinted out of the hall, turned his head and said lightly, "Yes, the road leader, take the box when you tap, you may be Bei Xuan Mi Bao."

"what?"

The long eyebrows roared and the dust was thrown away. The whole person almost shook the box to the bottom of the table. The conditioned reflexes played a series of symbols. Just turned back and yelled at Chen Wo too casually. Once the instrumental spirit treasure leaked out, the trouble would be big. It was found that Chen He’s figure was gone, and then he lowered his head and carefully opened the box to cover his eyes.

"..."

A few days later, in the Heiyuan Valley of Motian Cliff received a message, the long-browed man claimed that he suffered the biggest shock in the seven hundred years of Shouyuan, even the gods are not good.

***

The north wind blew away Chen’s messy thoughts. He threw the box to the long-browed old road and added a blind eye to himself.

All kinds of sluggish emotions lingered in the chest, the streets were empty, and Chen Wo stepped on the ground and the ground, and only saw the people in the house cleaning the house, and vaguely heard the laughter in the courtyard wall.

Out of the West City Thirteen Square, the shops are all closed, the flag is closed, the restaurant teahouses are all closed, only a few scattered inns are still open, the people live in the square and the city to buy things is separate, there is more lively, here Also cold and clear, not so desolate.

"Oh, the first month is a safe test for the coming year!"

An old Taoist who bowed his back and stood in front of the inn to solicit business.

"Go and go! This big New Year, don't say auspicious words!" The inn guys came out impatiently.

"This wind and snow, the poor road is a life!" The old road dragged the gossip with the gossip.

"You! You are a cow's nose. You can't change your title when you are younger. You are poor and poor... ah!" The man couldn't help but say that he would force the old road to be introduced.

The Taoist people left, and as a result they saw Chen Wo.

"you--"

Chen Wo frowned, he gave himself a blind eye! Pay attention to get him is the comprehension!

A closer look, Chen Wo's mouth is a bit twitching, the other side also used the blind eye method, and it is still the kind of high-level, hard-boiled to make himself a white-haired old man, actually a young round face, eyes stunned circle!

"Dao Chang, New Year's Day."

Counting the priests and guarding the cockroaches back three steps, pushing a defensive posture in front of the palm, "What do you want to do, it is not a good man to fight with a slap!"

Chen Wo was a little funny, but he held back.

Although he went home and wrote down the strange thing, he barely sketched a portrait, but it is still a bit difficult to draw the guy's looks.

The other party is good, directly confess, save trouble!

Chen Wo deliberately said with a slap in the face: "I don't know the Tao Chang, why does the Taoist know that I am embarrassed?"

The Taoist was stunned and his expression was blue and white.

When Chen He didn't know that he was expressionless, he was more like the arrogant and icy in the impression of the Taoist past life. The magical deity of the present, with a single face, evoked many bad memories of the Taoist.

The Taoist priest is indeed remorseful: Chen He is not stupid this time, but how can he forget that there is still confusion in the memory of the fans? There is no beading, and this devil is now unable to repair it, and I have forgotten who I am! I am also active, send, go, and door!

The Taoist grief is inexplicable.

"Nothing, the water meets, the poor road recognizes the wrong person, and this is a farewell!"

"It seems that the last time the Dao was unable to catch the monster to sell the money, it is so poor..." Chen Wo squinted.

"If it wasn't for you to stop the poor road, delay the time--" The Taoist voice stopped abruptly, and his face was even more ugly. "Chen Wo, are you afraid to play poor?"

"Don't dare, I don't know the long law number yet?"

"We will know each other in the future!" The Taoist priest did not go back to the scorpion.

Want to run?

Chen He’s eyes flashed a sneer. Want to run, but also see him answer.