So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 42: Lost World (middle)

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The monk wearing the golden armor shouted at the bottom of the mountain wall, and then shot several Luoluo birds with his bow. The remaining fierce birds finally rushed away from the top of the barrier, and rushed towards A mountain wall defended by the monk.

It's also the place where the old long eyebrows stand.

The Taoists of the Heluo School below were so anxious that they almost picked up the whisk and rushed out to help. Only a sharp shout stopped them:

"Wait! Don't go out!"

Everyone looked back instinctively:

Who is this little Taoist priest? The strength in the base-building period is still gesticulating, what to do!

"Following Elder Huiji! Probably the elder's disciple."

Everyone was shocked, the apprentice with long eyebrows, he is the same generation as the head! !

Nowadays, many sects in the cultivation world are using a strange generational ranking, that is, the disciple of which generation is based on the cultivation level. The uncles and uncles of the golden alchemy period can become senior brothers as long as they form pills. This practice aroused dissatisfaction from some other sects. They believed that they paid too much attention to strength and confuses morals and ethics. The most important thing is that today’s nephew, and tomorrow’s younger brother, next year’s uncle, this kind of thing is too troublesome to remember, the Heluo school belongs to the latter.

If this little Taoist priest is the elder's disciple, they decide to remain silent.

—— Although the real person of Huiji does not protect shortcomings, the real person has a strange temper.

As for the weirdness, the Heluo school Taoists who don't go out and know the world (Wannian House) can't say it. In short, there are no normal people who choose to enter the Black Abyss Valley and successfully live in the valley!

Let’s say that Tian Yan was in a crisis, and he almost forgot that he was still a young disciple. After blurting out, he was panicked. When he found no one came to beat him, his courage immediately recovered.

He stood on the big tree and tried to put on a serious and calm appearance: "It's not right outside, maybe it's an illusion!"

Oh?

Including Chen He, all staring at the real Tian Yan.

The latter held his head up and said plausibly: "Xicheng Thirteen Squares appeared in this cliff valley, why the other party is not curious at all, and did not even ask me where I was waiting!"

Listening to the faintly audible roar from the outside world, the expressions of the Taoist priests in Heluo were uglier than the others.

"Maybe they are too late." Someone murmured.

"What can be done urgently to make them turn a blind eye to such a small building that is obviously not an ancient barren world, and a group of strangers who have never met?" Zhen Yan frowned.

Chen He suddenly said: "Maybe it's already urgent--as long as it is human, they can be automatically classified as allies. I don't ask carefully because there is no extra time."

"..."

This is really amazing and endless.

Everyone in the Heluo School was dumb, followed by the creeps.

In ancient times, there were fierce beasts everywhere, and human life was not easy.

Various kinds of superficial cultivation methods are everywhere, and the entire tribe has at least a cultivation base during the initial stage of cultivation. Because they don’t have too much time to practice, and they walk arrogantly. This kind of exercises that do not ask for a state of mind, but communicate more with the spiritual energy of the world, at most they will practice until the foundation stage, which is especially suitable for ordinary people. They can only go hunting in the mountains and resist. The fierce beast is enough.

Imagine that even the slaves who can work may have the age of foundation construction-the degree of danger in the ancient world, need to say?

"No, this is impossible!" Tian Yan Zhenren's mind is particularly flexible at critical moments.

The fragments of the small world are all disposable consumables. After the blood sacrifice is unsealed, they can't be collected again.

I don’t know how big this ancient lost world is. Could it be that the fierce beasts and the ancient monks in it have continued to fight fiercely until now?

How many years the war can be fought depends on the supply and support of both sides.

If you want to afford such a war, how big is this small fragment of the world?

Chen He didn't even think about it, so he didn't say anything.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for him to rush back to the enchantment with long eyebrows and old face.

"It's a wave of fierce beasts!"

Everyone took a breath.

Even people who don't know much about the ancient wilderness can guess it as the name suggests.

"There are hundreds of cliffs on all sides. Thousands of ancient monks are defending on the mountain wall. The situation is critical. There are hundreds of beasts, some of which are not listed in the books and books! We only saw the Luo Luo bird before, because it flies. Got high and rushed out of the defensive circle." The old long eyebrow said in one breath, and he waved the dust. "Half of the disciples stayed behind, and half went out to help with the poor."

"Elder!"

"When you get to the mountain wall, don't make your own claim, be careful, and listen to the arrangements of the ancient monks." Long eyebrows were serious.

"Elder Huiji, have you explained the situation with the monks here?"

Who expected to shook his head with long eyebrows: "The situation is not good, no one has the time to talk about it."

"This!"

Everyone looked at each other.

A Taoist babbled and said: "The people here...have someone to appease them?"

"If the mountain wall falls, I will die, not to mention the people!"

"There is also a demon fox..."

The Taoist with long eyebrows simply ignored the people who were secretly looking out, floating directly in the air, looking around, sounding like Hong Zhong: "Wu, the demon fox! Once the tide of beasts breaks through the barrier, you won't be able to live. The ancestor of Wuhe Luo School, Tianyi Real Man, has always taught that all cultivators are the same. If you change your past, the poor will spare you not to die."

The corners of everyone's eyes twitched.

Chen He saw that the strange little priest beside him heard this, his face straightened and he looked very serious. Chen Heminrui felt that something was wrong, that is, he couldn't tell.

The long eyebrows over there have already said and waved: "Leave half of the people, don't leave them all."

Hundreds of Yuan Ying practitioners have a tacit understanding, and there is no discussion, directly——

All run out of the barrier! !

Even Chen He and Real Person Tian Yan were taken out with a long eyebrow.

"..."

Not only Chen He was surprised, but the eight-tailed fox hiding under the eaves was also shocked: "Yes, half of them are left!"

The demon fox can't believe it. There are more than 600 households in the 13th Square of Xicheng, these stinky Taoist priests of the Heluo School, they really don't care about it! They are not afraid of the cause and effect of heaven, even if there is no such thing in the fragment of the small world, but if it were not for the Heluo faction to rush to capture it in the middle of the night, so many people should not have disappeared.

On the contrary, it was the instigator, and the Eight-tailed Fox had no pressure. The demon cultivator didn't want to be any immortal, as long as he could live unscrupulously, and the fox clan was even more superstitious about the Nine Tails against the sky.

It was wondering there that the Heluo school cultivators had scattered around the valley, and they were familiar with the array formation, preparing to re-lay a larger enchantment. There was a large open space in the valley, as well as fruit forests and springs.

They have looked around. It seems that in the ancient barren period, this place was originally a gathering place for human races, but it has long since turned into ruins and the land is also barren.

Chen He tilted his head, thoughtful.

Reality Tianyan's eyes brightened: "Sure enough, this is an illusion!"

"Huh!" The old elder eyebrow sneered, and said to the little Taoist priest, "You only know one, you don't know the truth."

The eight-tailed fox over there was furious and rushed out.

As a result, just after breaking out of the first level of enchantment, the gold-clad monk on the mountain wall turned around again, drew his bow and set an arrow, and pointed at the eight-tailed fox.

The demon fox palpitated and turned around and wanted to run.

The silver arrow came across, and with a miserable howl, the eight-tailed fox turned into its original form in the air, vomiting blood one after another, and fell on the cliff without moving.

The golden-armored monk regained his bow and returned, without even looking at it.

Chen He:...

Tianyan real person:...

The cunning demon fox comparable to the Mahayana period just died?

Long eyebrow old Dao coughed dryly: "Don't be stunned, keep busy! Pen Dao go and have a look."

The sluggish Daoist priests of the Heluo School, this instinctively knead the technique to spread the enchantment around the entire valley, anyway, let the people of Shisanfang come out to pick the fruit and get the spring water.

After a while, the long eyebrows came back with the tail of the fox.

Then he threw the snow-white fox to the ground, and Chen He's cheeks were a little red from the eight tails spreading softly.

There is no need to say the life and death of the eight-tailed fox, because the whole head of the demon fox is gone, the fracture is uneven, and it is blackened. You can think of the power of that arrow.

Chen He and Tian Yan are both dumbfounded.

The former is okay. After all, there is little knowledge in the cultivation base. The latter has experienced rebirth and has been a leader of the right way. He knows that the eight-tailed fox should be penetrated by one arrow. The death state is like the combat power represented by this-eight thousand years Later, the entire cultivation world could not find such a sturdy person!

Chen He walked a few steps aside, fiddled with a weathered monument, raised his eyes and said, "The trouble is big."

Tianyan Zhenren is keen to sing against Chen He: "Nonsense, the outside is just an illusion! Look at this barren land under the mountain wall, there are ruins everywhere, and this ruin. This place has been occupied for many years, and the tide of beasts and ancient monks are all It's a phantom."

Chen He nodded, pointed at the corpse of the demon fox and said: "The problem is that Phantom can still kill people."

Tianyan Zhenren is not convinced, and wants to argue that what he sees is not true or false.

But seeing the elder eyebrows with a solemn expression, he directly collected the demon fox's body into the mustard magic weapon, and then the sense of consciousness felt it and nodded heavily to the crowd.

The demon fox is really dead.

"Pan Dao is just a try, it seems that I have no choice but to wait." The old eyebrows raised his head and sighed.

The eight-tailed fox is cunning by nature, and staying there is a disaster.

Chang Mei deliberately said that half of his disciples were left behind to calm him, but he withdrew them all. It must be known that after the demon fox swallows the cultivator, it can imitate the aura, and then it will be difficult to kill it again-yes, this trap is when the demon fox comes out, attracting the ancient monks to do it.

The wave of fierce beasts looted, as long as it is not a human being, once the exposed aura appears in the rear, let the ancient monks notice it, it will naturally stifle it without mercy.

"The Mahayana period of the cultivator is 1,000 years old. This small fragment of the world is only the size of a Yuzhou city during the investigation of the poor Taoism. How can there be so many ancient monks and beasts after eight thousand years?" /

It is indeed an illusion.

It's again—a phantom that can kill. The death of the demon fox confirmed this.

The long eyebrows sighed: "Regardless of illusion or not, as long as the mountain wall falls, we will be buried under the mouth of the beast."

Chen He and Tian Yan nodded their heads.

The Taoists of the Heluo School are extremely depressed. The elders know what's going on, even if the elders know what's going on, how can these two little dolls understand it? They don't know anything except understand the words implied by Baimei.

Yes, yes, it's the phrase Tianyi Zhenren, the founder of Heluo School.

The so-called "If you change your past badly, poor Dao spares you not to die", this is what the real man in Tianyi must say every time before he wants to kill. A sword stabbed the enemy, the sea of ​​consciousness burst, Yuan Ying escaped, and he could hear the sky. Yi Zhenren's second sentence "Even if you change, I don't want to wait."

Later, I didn't know the head of that generation, and I was bored and developed a series of hints.

For example, one of them is to say the mantra of the patriarch of Tianyi. The following command must be reversed, saying that if you don't kill it is to kill, if you say half of it, don't leave all, it means not leaving one.

Everyone hurriedly hurried, half an hour later, the enchantment rose again, and the vague sound of fighting and blood outside the mountain wall suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The long eyebrows led the people to climb the mountain wall, and I saw no matter whether the ancient monks or the fierce beasts. Only the wall stands thousands of people, a barren and desolate.

"Kara." Chen He stopped and looked at his feet.

He bent down and slowly fiddled with a small buckler-like magic weapon from the sand.

This magic weapon has long been mottled, broken and useless.

The Daoists of the Heluo School also successively saw the remaining mysterious iron armor, broken flying swords...and scattered fierce beast fangs and sharp horns on the mountain wall.

This battle should have occurred eight thousand years ago.

Ferocious beasts besieged the valley where humans gathered, and ancient monks guarded the mountain wall. Suddenly the catastrophe came, the ancient world was torn apart, the fragments were sealed, and the war still did not stop.

Both sides are dead, but the soul has nowhere to go, and the fragments of the small world remain alive.

So----

The wind suddenly swept the dust under the cliff towards the end of the sky.

A hand suddenly appeared on the round shield that Chen He picked up, and the sand slowly condensed into a young and handsome ancient monk. He was taken aback for a while, and then smiled at Chen He. Laughing: "Little brother, you are a little faceless."

Chen He slowly let go of his hand and saw the man jump up.

"Don't worry, we will win." He said to Chen He.

When the breeze passed, a large number of ancient monks reappeared on the mountain wall. The leader was the golden-armored monk who shot the eight-tailed fox to death. He stood there with a cold expression.

The end of the sky was mighty, and countless ancient wild beasts rushed.

"Everyone, behind me is Shuihuangu, my homeland, where tens of thousands of people live in the six states of the Western Wilderness!"

The Golden Armored monk shouted loudly, "The gods of the gods are fighting fiercely in the northern Xinjiang. The Nanhezong and the Beixuan faction are too busy to take care of themselves. There is no other aid. Today is a desperate battle, only for my relatives, people, and people! No refund!"

"Swear to the death!"

"Kill!"

When the tide of fierce beasts came, the ancient monks on Baizhang Gaoya held the magic weapon of the ice blade, and they couldn't help releasing various magical powers. The roar shook the ground, and the blood was pungent.

For eight thousand years, the Shuihuan Valley dried up and the homeland was in ruins.

Everything turned into dust and bones turned into sand. I forgot even if I was already dead, and I was still stuck in this battle.

"Let’s do it!" Long eyebrows said solemnly, "The grievances and spiritual power of both sides have been endless for thousands of years. They have filled the whole small world fragments. Only when one party fails completely can the predicament be solved, and we have the opportunity to break this A small fragment of the world goes out."