So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 153: Scattered memories from previous lives (Part 2)
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Chen He saw Li Yan trapped in the fragments of the small world for countless years, embarrassed and desperate.
Fighting hard, groping for cultivating the Yuanming Yuan Gong, Ji Changge is not a member of the Northern Profound Sect, he can only tell how people who have seen the Northern Profound Sect use it, and the specific exercise formulas. , Ji Changge did not know.
——The scars on the fingers from the bowstrings, the vomiting blood in the lungs due to improper cultivation, and the wounds bitten by the wild beasts. Chen He can see these clearly.
Chen He was silent, his whole person lost in joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. He didn't know if it was the sad news of Shi Feng's early death in his previous life, or because of Li Yan's painstaking practice without caring about safety.
The mirage that Li Yan accidentally obtained back then was vague, and there were few things he could remember. Now Chen He can see these, those that have not been recorded, and even Li Yan himself can’t remember. How hard is the pain?
Losing all memories, instinctively wielding a weapon, maybe not much different from the ancient monks of Shuihuangu.
What supports the ancient monks is the obsession to stick to their homeland, which will still exist after eight thousand years. What is supporting Li Yan? Chen He knew the answer, he looked more and more silently at the strange and familiar self in the shattered hazy memory.
In fact, it's not just the fragments of the small world. Before being promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage, Li Yan faced many difficulties and encountered many dangers. However, these are all things that Li Yan considers to be unimportant. Chen He can only see him. On the rolling sand dunes, looking for a person, or a corpse.
The ecstasy caused Li Yan to forget too many things. He wandered in the Red Wind Desert. It may be that the subordinates who were former salt dealers told him that he appeared on the edge of the desert at first.
Shenzhou dead zone, red wind desert.
——Shi Feng passed on the Beixuan Sect to his previous life, and he will not live long. Chen He and Li Yan have the same idea where he died.
Not in the Scarlet Wind Desert, it must have been taken back by the people of Black Abyss Valley.
For Li Yan, it is not difficult to inquire about the deeds of the blood demon Shi Feng, but Shi Zhonghuo appeared in Yunzhou many years ago and burned 100,000 living creatures, so that countless people in the cultivation world went to hunt down the "devil" The matter is not a secret.
The past is easy to check, but the dead are hard to find.
The fragments of memory are getting more and more blurred, and in the end it is just some hazy shadows and the wailing of wild animals.
"Are you going to leave?" Ji Changge's golden armor is still in her body, but she can still vaguely distinguish, "Remember many years ago, you seemed to say that this place is very good and you don't want to leave?"
"I have understood the art of archery, and I also have a clue about the Yuangong Yuangong. My cultivation base has been promoted to the middle-level Mahayana the day before." Li Yan said lightly.
Chen He silently added a sentence in his mind: The most important thing is that the mirage is almost out of use.
"Fine, there is no banquet in the world." Ji Changge said with unspeakable tiredness, looking up at the gray sky, and the ancient monks and wild beasts that turned into sand and re-listed , "You and I are here, I've counted on a handful of things, and it has been more than two hundred years."
So long?
Chen He frowned. It's no wonder that Li Yan, who has to learn archery and the Northern Mystery, is in the Mahayana period.
"This war should be over after all." Ji Changge sighed.
"I don't know what the seniors have to order." Li Yan has always been honest with others, too lazy to pay attention to it. He has known each other for many years, and has agreed to teach art, and his tone is obviously different to Ji Changge.
After the fragments of the small world broke open, Ji Changge's soul was about to escape into the six reincarnations.
——This is also good.
Chen He thought with a little regret, there is Li Yan, presumably Ji Changge doesn't need to consume the power of the soul like that, bows and breaks, the soul is destroyed.
Who expected the next sentence to ruthlessly knocked through his little hope.
"I understand what you want to say." Ji Changge laughed for a long time. "I have been sane for two hundred years, and I have tried my best to teach you archery. It is already the end of the crossbow. You don't want to see my silent demise In the fragments of the small world, I just said I want to go, yes or no."
"Not so." Li Yan denied it.
"Ha, just treat it as not."
Ji Changge stared at Shuihuangu for a long time before saying, "You don't need to be sad. I was dead eight thousand years ago. Now I have the opportunity to end this battle. I am very pleased."
From the horizon, the desolate beast rushed towards the sky and covered the whole world.
Leaving the Flame Enforcer, waved away with one hand, the pale flame and the true essence of Nirvana gush out like a wave.
"This is the last time I stand on the mountain wall of Shuihuangu..." Ji Changge said to himself, bowing his bow and shooting arrows, "Last chance, please help me, if you still can't fight back these evils Animals are also providence."
"God's Will?" Li Yan walked to Ji Changge's side, "I never believed it."
Fight, death fight, the lying corpse of the ancient monk, the wild beast howl fiercely.
The scene gradually became blurred, intermittently. I don’t know how long it took, and a voice came from the fog: "Chen He..."
"The wild beast has retreated." Li Yan replied.
"Really, it was true..."
Followed by the chaotic words of the ancient monks waking up from a dream.
"Senior Ji, we guarded the Shuihuan Valley! The barren beasts were defeated, and they were all dead! Senior Ji? What happened to you?"
"Ah...Is this? My magic weapon, my hand—" "What happened to Shuihuan Valley?"
Chen He imagined this scene. The ancient monks looked at their bodies continuously disintegrating into sand and dust. For the first time in 8,000 years, they crossed the mountain wall and looked back at their homeland, only to find that Shuihuan Valley had long been in ruins.
"You can do it now." Ji Changge murmured weakly, "Get out of here. I want to see your arrows..."
The thick fog shook violently, everything was gone, and all the sounds disappeared.
——Li Yan out of the small world fragments, and before Ji Changge died, he also saw what he wanted to see. After an eight-thousand-year battle, Shuihuangu defeated the invading beast. , The ancient monk awoke from the endless obsession.
Chen He stared at the mist, he was deeply frustrated.
Li Yan is him, but not him...
Li Yan can do a lot of things, but he can't and doesn't.
After a while, the fog carrying memories suddenly increased and filled everything in front of me. As the fog subsided, I saw the slender fingers pinching a bead of white smoke, like a winning ticket.
Ten thousand years of mirage, new mirage!
Could it be--
Chen He looked in surprise.
The bright flames illuminate the surroundings, and the long dress is placed, and the gorgeous cyan pattern is faintly floating, which is obviously a complete demon soul.
The long hair is rolled up high and is fastened by a red chiropractic crown. A golden phoenix stone is dangling from the chilong's mouth, that is, a golden phoenix looming on the surface of the stone pattern.
Qingye, Chilong, Jinfeng... These are all the wild beasts that Li Yan once wrote down in the fragments of the small world.
When Chen He and the Heluo faction were trapped in the fragments of the small world, Chen He had always avoided those extraordinary beasts, after all, his cultivation base was far from it. It now appears that the souls of these guys, like the Kui Gong in Chen He's hands, have been surrendered into the magic weapon.
Chen He's mood is more complicated.
The Li Yan in front of him was free from the embarrassing appearance, and the overlapping old wounds were also cured by the elixir. There was no trace at all, and he stood with his hands in his hands, with a relaxed and calm expression.
I'm afraid that what I see at this moment is not the lonely magic repair in the Red Wind Desert, but the Venerable Liyan-the appearance of the distance to the sky and the robbery is more similar, but the long hair is black and has not turned into frost. The color of snow.
"Where is the rat generation?"
Suddenly heard the sound of a sharp drink, coming from afar, instantly close to my ear.
Venerable Liyan avoided a few steps without a trace, the red and white entwined fierce fire instantly rose up, and the cyan curtain that was dragging the ground immediately turned to ashes.
A sword light broke through the air.
Like a red lotus blooming, the flames burst from it, igniting thousands of scattered sparks, and the fire is about to spread out, forming a prairie fire. Where the sword's edge falls, white mist rises and water drops splash. , The imposing fire of Samadhi was even extinguished.
Venerable Li Yan was taken aback.
Then he stood still, holding the mirage in one hand and holding the other hand behind him.
"Venerable Huanjian, the number one master of the magic path, long Yang..."
The flame avoids the real water of the four seas, Venerable Huanjian stepped on the unrecognizable water pavilion platform, his expression changed greatly: "You--"
Venerable Li Yan was about to say something. Suddenly, he saw the murderous look of the old Huanjian, and he couldn't help but say that he raised the sword horizontally. The momentum was not trivial. Even Li Yan stepped back and flipped his hand directly to the mirage. He swallowed it, and the crimson bow was in his palm.
Who knows that Venerable Huanjian didn't turn around at all and proceeded with his hands. He jumped directly to the box behind the screen and quickly opened the lid. After finding that the contents were intact and there was nothing missing, he was relieved.
Venerable Liyan:...
Chen He saw a strange expression on Li Yan's face.
Huanjian hugged the box and breathed a sigh of relief, then jumped up and stuffed the box directly into the Sumeru mustard magic weapon: "Your Excellency must be Venerable Liyan. It's ridiculous. He broke into my house and stole the mirage. Beads?"
Li Yan who has eaten the mirage:...
After Chen He realized that if a mirage has been used, he can see the scene it once recorded after swallowing it. Venerable Huanjian put the Wannian Mirage here to see if he is not there. When, who was in?
The place where Venerable Demon Dao lives in his daily life, presumably ordinary people can't get in or out. It seems Venerable Huanjian put him here, maybe it is to prevent the disciple from cracking the sky to come here to steal him?
Chen He is still thinking about it. Venerable Huanjian has already said angrily: "Return the mirage, this is a very boring pastime for many years, is your Excellency also interested."
"..."
Uh! This mirage bead is placed here carelessly, remembering Huanjian's usual shadow puppet show?
"What if I don't pay it back?"
Venerable Li Yan held a bow and arrow, Huanjian’s pupils shrank, and he obviously felt that the opponent's strength was extraordinary. If it were to fight, this pavilion or even this house would not be able to be kept.
"You want Ten Thousand Years Mirage Pearl, I will give you one!" Venerable Huanjian stunned and discussed.
Li Yan said indifferently: "The Lord seems to have many mirages?"
"..."
Venerable Huanjian endured and endured, and the sword's edge shook: "A mirage is nothing but a fantasy. What use do you want? Is it a formation? I will exchange three magical artifacts with your lord."
"No change."
Venerable Huanjian cut off his beard and copied his sword up.
The pavilion collapsed and overturned, and the lake was turned into nothing, and the momentum was shocking. The magic repairs in the mansion were horrified.
The bottom of the lake sank several feet in the pit, and the flames went out again. Only then did Venerable Huanjian gritted his teeth and asked: "It seems that you are deliberately trying to make life difficult with this seat."
"Give me another mirage, the one you want, I will return you in ten days."
"You!" Huan Jian almost blew his beard and stared at him. It took a long time before he closed his sword in anguish, "Okay, just say that!"
Venerable Li Yan took a mirage thrown by the opponent and left without looking back.
Until leaving a hundred miles away from the outskirts of Beijing, Li Yan stopped walking, closed her eyes for a while, and a playful smile appeared on her lips: "Master Mo... Entering the city... What a surprise. Venerable Huanjian these shadow puppet shows , It is quite meaningful, and the number is really quite a lot. If you take a closer look, you can understand the major events and the inside story of the cultivation world for hundreds of years."
Chen He also has the habit of talking to himself like Li Yan, not because of his temperament, but to tell the mirage in order to avoid forgetting it next time.
"A mirage is ten thousand years..."
Venerable Li Yan glanced at the sky, his brows frowned slightly: "I don't know if there is this thing in the heavens. Ten thousand years may not be enough for me. It is better to ask for three more in ten days!"
Chen He on the sidelines:...