So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 152: Scattered memories from previous lives (middle)
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There is no light on the moonlit night, and the small courtyard is silent.
The long eyebrows veteran retired gently and joined the crowd under an osmanthus tree.
In response to many inquiring eyes, the long eyebrows shook his head helplessly, and the Lord of the Black Abyss Valley looked uneasy: "What does Shi Feng think now? A new rumor that has emerged from Yuzhou that the monster beast that appears is guarding the secret treasure of the North Xuan. Yes, this is the reason why the Blood Demon had to seize Yuzhou and drive away Venerable Guiming after years of disappearance."
"80% of those who don't give up are making ghosts!"
The monks in the Black Abyss Valley all showed angrily.
"No, the news was released by the people of Qiankun Guan, and it has caused an uproar in the casual cultivator." Tian Yan was a little embarrassed, surrounded by experts of the elder eyebrows, even if he had been the leader of the righteous way in his previous life. , Still a bit uncomfortable.
Looking at the Lord of the Black Abyss Valley, Tian Yan was awe-inspiring: I heard that the Lord of the Valley of the Black Abyss was also a respected predecessor. Is this the identity that Venerable Huanjian has hidden the most? Huanjian is really terrible.
Suddenly a faint fragrance floated in the wind, gradually turning into a rich one.
Everyone was shocked at the same time, turning their heads vigilantly.
A glamorous lady with a light and thin black gauze comes from the model, the night pearl red gold hairpin, red coral hand shining, snow-skinned flower face, and smoky eyes. It's just that when she sees the people next to her, the woman's complexion appears two points bleak.
Eguan Bo belt, the posture of dust, but also the ice muscles and bones, if it is not a straight face, the whole body is not cold, I am afraid that a large group of bewildered mortals kneel down on him Underfoot.
"This is Shen Yubai." The Black Abyss Valley Lord reminded everyone.
"Ah! It turned out to be the owner of Feiqiong Island in the East China Sea!"
The people in Black Abyss Valley have such polite mouths, but their eyes and faces are full of words—it's this ginseng!
The Lord Liang Yan Pavilion was very dissatisfied, stepped forward, and stood in front of Shen Yubai to block everyone's sight.
"..."
Everyone in Black Abyss Valley immediately looked back.
There is no shortage of beautiful female cultivators in the cultivation world. Seeing ginseng is a rare sight, not a look.
"Where is Venerable Huanjian?" The Master Liang Yange looked at everyone as if feeling affectionate, exhaling Ruolan, she fiddled with the golden coral ears on her lower ears, and asked lazily.
Tian Yan couldn't help but glance at the Lord Black Abyss Valley.
"Huh?" Liang Yan followed with a puzzled glance.
"Ms. Liang, please wait, Huanjian...or, in the hearts of people in the cultivation world, Venerable Demon Dao Huanjian is dead, and now it is Xiang Wanchun who has mastered Jizhou Demon Dao with one hand." The old Dao long eyebrow coughed dryly. correct.
"Hey, deceive yourself and others."
Pavilion Master Liang Yan curled his lips in disdain, regardless of who his Venerable Huanjian was, she was only interested in Huanjian's treasure.
——Many of the private possessions of mirages in the South Sea, even she can't buy them.
"The spreading resentment remains in Yuzhou. It seems that this monster is very tricky!" Liang Yan yawned.
This kind of rushing all the way and the feeling of not catching anything in the end is really lethargic.
The Lord of Black Abyss Valley's expression was straightforward: "The appearance of the Dark Dust Python is no small matter. If it is not a coincidence, at this moment, it is a ruin with a hundred li around, full of corpses, Mrs. Liang, don't need to talk coldly!"
"Dust Python..."
Liang Yan said in an unkind tone: "Venerable Huanjian repaired a book. It only said that it was a monster who was responsible for it. It was entrusted to me. I did not expect that he deliberately deceived and described the shadowy python as a mere monster. , Don’t Shen Lang and I have to face such dangers?"
No one in the Black Abyss Valley is willing to help Venerable Huanjian carry this black pot, and the owner of the valley is even more happy to see someone unlucky, and does not explain, only vaguely said: "If you are wronged, you have a debt. Go find him."
Liang Yan looked at him suspiciously, and turned her head to ask Shen Yubai for a while: "Who is this person and why I have never heard of another Mahayana monk with advanced cultivation in the Central Plains?"
Everyone is silent.
——Dare to speak for a long time without knowing who is right.
"Cough, old man..." The Black Abyss Valley Master touched his face, feeling uncomfortable, and quickly changed his words, "I am living in the Black Abyss Valley underneath. Of course Mrs. Liang doesn't know."
They exchanged greetings, but their long eyebrows were so anxious that they stomped their feet and went directly to the Lord.
"I heard that Island Master Shen and my friend Shi Feng’s younger brother Chen He had a relationship. Now Chen He Yuanying is in a critical condition. Can Island Master Shen take a look?"
Shen Yubai frowned upon hearing this.
Liang Yan stared at her long eyebrows alertly, and the shadow on the ground gradually distorted, turning into a hideous spider.
"It's okay." Shen Yubai stopped his Taoist companion. "The thing that is deeply confused in my heart is still waiting for Chen He to solve it for me."
The long eyebrows were happy, and he quickly led the people into the room.
The people under the osmanthus tree looked at each other and pricked their ears to listen.
"...This pulse condition is abnormal, the Yuan Ying collapsed, but the true Yuan did not disappear. In my opinion, you don't need to worry. Although Chen He is wrong, he has no life worry."
Heiyuan Valley Master heard Shen Yubai’s voice, and slanted his eyes and muttered: "Hey, this ginseng really understands the art of Qihuang! What kind of world is this, and the elixir can be a doctor, so it's clear that an alchemy furnace is Isn't it necessary to become refined and to make the elixir by yourself?"
"Valley Lord!" Everyone stared in disapproval this time.
The Lord of Black Abyss Valley frustrated his hand and walked aside.
The long eyebrows in the room are still anxiously asking: "Chen He grabbed his brother like this, and trembled like this without consciousness, as if he was stuck in a nightmare. What is the reason?"
"He ate the dzi bead of the cloud python?"
"Yes..." Shi Feng asked in a dark voice, "It's just that this thing is a rare artifact, how can it be so effective."
There was a silence for a while, and Shen Yubai slowly said: "This will ask you what you have done, how did Chen He swallow the dzi bead. It is reasonable to say that the dzi bead of the dust python is spontaneous in the depth of resentment Mingguang, swallowing its cultivation base and advancing thousands of miles, the only trouble is to get the memory of the third life of the shadow python. Anyone who is old, sick, dying, resentful and obsessed will affect the mood of a monk. But like a panacea, he doesn’t know anything directly. Swallowing is not the same as making full use of the effectiveness of Dzi Beads."
"It is so?"
The hearts of everyone jumped, and they turned around and realized that King Gu was coming.
Teng Bo felt a chill when he recalled the figure that suddenly appeared, and the appearance of the understatement of killing the ghost.
Chen He is trapped in the endless white mist of mirage.
Most of them are scattered and unformed memories. You can only see that Li Yan is constantly listening to the past of the Northern Xuan School, quietly collecting the last traces of this once prominent but disappearing school.
The original mirage that Li Yan got was obviously not good enough. After a few times, the scene became blurred. He still insisted on using it to remember things, the most precious and the most unforgettable things.
When using mirage beads, Li Yan is always awake, but the people around him are always cautious and peek at Li Yan's appearance before daring to speak boldly.
——Brother is not there.
——Senior brother died a long time ago.
Chen He didn't want to believe it at all. He felt that Shi Feng must have never found himself under the skyscraper, so the brother and his previous life were just strangers.
The monk who will enter the Black Abyss Valley doesn't want to ascend, but is just waiting for death.
It's okay to say that Shi Feng is dead.
Chen He tried his best to calm down, trying to convince himself that although the temporary sect inheritance ended with the death of the ancestors, Shi Feng would not die if he chose to inspire.
"How about the exercises?" "How can a person who doesn't have a mirage and can't remember things, how to practice?" "Why is Li Yan so calm and familiar, better than the self taught by Shi Feng?"
"Where did the white fire in the wood come from when crossing the catastrophe?" "Where is the true essence of Nirvana?"
These questions buzzed in Chen He's mind, and finally formed a truth he didn't want to face.
The cold sweat came out, and Chen He, who was unconscious, struggled to catch Shi Feng, and refused to let go.
Chen He once again saw a familiar face in the mist.
——Gold armor and silver bow, standing on the mountain wall, an arrow shot through the throat of the barren beast, the huge corpse flew out and was heavily planted in the dust.
Ji Changge.
Li Yan slowly held the Mirage Pearl. The half of his destroyed face was intact. Chen He suddenly understood that Li Yan had reached the Nascent Soul Stage.
An eight-tailed fox that was spitting blood from the dead beast's corpse was lying next to it, with eight tails drooping weakly.
"This feels like... a monk of the Northern Profound School!" Ji Changge was a little dazed, and suddenly pushed his helmet away, looking at the ruins of Shuihuan Valley under the mountain wall and the two sides still fighting on the mountain wall.
After eight thousand years, the dead monk stared deeply at Li Yan: "Who are you disciple, Futian Mountain and your Northern Profound feud are difficult to dispel, I killed this demon fox for you, as a reward The blessing that you awakened me from the infinite cycle of confusion, not only has the cultivation base of Yuan Ying's later stage, the next life and death of you have nothing to do with me."
Chen He was startled and was about to speak. The misty scene before him changed again.
The intermittent and broken memory, he saw that Li Yan didn't care about fighting among the wild beasts. Unlike Ji Changge, he didn't have the obsession of guarding Shuihuangu for the dead monks, nor did he feel the wild beasts. Eventually he will retreat. His every move, even if he is hit hard, seems like this is an extremely ordinary battle.
He is very sharp and unscrupulous.
Every time you use the mirage, it's like remembering a tricky ancient beast, and remembering it is to defeat it.
When Chen He and the Heluo faction monks were trapped in the fragments of the small world, they were shocked, desperate, happy, angry, and sad. They all had it. Fortunately, they believed that one day they could go out.
In contrast, Li Yan is very unusual.
He didn't have the slightest fear of being in a predicament. The only change was that he looked more embarrassed. He threw one piece after another of the torn clothes, and when he tore the clothes to wrap his wounds, he left the flames. His eyes were calm and unwavering, resting on the mountain wall, even when he was practicing, he didn't seem to be disturbed or worried.
Finally one day, Ji Changge watched the wild beasts and the monks turn into dust again, and asked coldly: "This is the fragment of the small world. Why are you in this place, why are you not in a hurry?"
Li Yan ignored him, letting the spiritual energy come out from the acupuncture point, and after a week of exercises, he slowly opened his eyes:
"Any place in the world is no different to me. This place is very good, no one is disturbed, I don't want to leave."
"You?" Ji Changge frowned, a little surprised.
"Among the fragments of the small world, the time is different from the outside world. I have stayed here for hundreds of years. The outside world may only be one day. In that case, why should I worry?" Li Yan said, his expression revealing a vague irony, "I still I want to thank the eight-tailed fox for choosing me as its prey. After discovering that I possessed the true fire of Samadhi, I was so frightened that I had no time to escape and threw out this small fragment of the world."
"You suddenly lost track, don't the elders know?" Ji Changge looked at Li Yan coldly, as if he didn't like his indifferent indifference.
"Shimen? Beixuan was destroyed, and the person who had the virtue of passing on me to save lives is no longer in the world. Although the world is big, I don't need to worry about anyone."
Chen He's eyes are open and motionless.
He didn't know why he was not defeated by this bad news, but he could still endure the pain and continue to listen, and he could even hear every word clearly and clearly, without being in a trance.
"What, Beixuan faction has been--"
"It has been eight thousand years since the battle of the catastrophe." Li Yan said indifferently.
Ji Changge shook suddenly, raised her head suddenly, her voice was dumb, "The fragments of the small world are different from the outside world, but your lifespan is still limited, why? Do you plan to die here?"
"It's just this little piece of sky."
The three red moles at the corner of Li Yan's eyes became vivid, and he seemed to smile: "The road I walked, what I wish in my heart, is more than a hundred times more difficult than this? I can't even get out here, I Is there any face to rise from the sky, transform the devil and slaughter the immortals, intervene in the six reincarnations?"
Ji Changge was stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed: "Okay! That's right. The ancients are so cruel, the gods are angry, the ants of all living beings! If there is a chance, how about killing the fairy who tore the water valley for me? ?"
Li Yan did not answer.
Ji Changge received the silver bow, and said word by word: "Over the years, I have seen you know how to use the Northern Profound Sect, but you don’t seem to know how to use it. I’m afraid for many years. This method is lost to the Beixuan school, even the people who taught you can't?"
Chen He was much more shocked than Li Yan in his memory, staring at Ji Changge for fear of missing it.
"I tell you the old things about Beixuan, pass your archery skills, as long as you avenge me Shuihuangu!"
Li Yan stood up slowly, reduced his proud expression, and bowed his hand: "Senior please advise."