So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 250: Buy drunk

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Yuzhou is in chaos, no, the whole world of cultivation is shaking.

Xiang Wanchun disappeared unclearly. Hundreds of cultivators watched him and another person who covered his head and covered his face (but wanted to come to observe the matter of crossing the catastrophe). They were caught by a big fish. .

As for how the fish came, no one cares.

Everyone is eagerly talking about someone who is bold enough to take the opportunity to break into the heaven.

Everyone has seen that the guy who can turn into countless vines, who is suspected of being a demon, rushed through the crack that revealed auspicious light.

For this, everyone was filled with righteous indignation. Thinking about it, they are so hard, risking their souls to fall away. If anyone can take the opportunity to take advantage of the east wind to get into the heavens, wouldn't they be angry?

I said so, but there was a fluke in everyone's heart: What if this method is really feasible?

Being able to become immortal without taking the risk of being smashed by the tribulation, such a big temptation is enough to tick everyone's heart, and I can't help thinking about it.

——Perhaps going to heaven like this, he can't be regarded as a serious immortal, but compared with the human world, where would a monk be willing to stay?

That kind of aura, almost condensed into substance. Just seeing a crack makes one's heart shake.

What's in the sky?

There are countless Ganoderma lucidum grasses, there are treasures of heaven and earth everywhere, not to mention, in the world, even the Mahayana monks should be treasures, and 80% of them are thrown to the roadside in the heavens and no one picks them up. .

The monks were thinking about things, and felt that their throats became dry.

The mortal still said that if one person gains the Tao, the chicken and dog will ascend to heaven. In fact, the monk becomes an immortal, and he may not even be able to bring his pet mount, let alone the chicken and dog who happened to be there.

The way of heaven divides this matter clearly, it's not yours, it's not yours.

"Stop daydreaming, haven't you seen the fate of that guy?" Most of the monks are gloating, busy talking to people about the bad luck of the demon cultivator and the fish.

"I saw a golden light struck down, maybe it's a fairy!"

"It must be a **** who did it, tusk!"

There are still people who are puzzled: "Since they haven't gotten the advantage and got into the fairy world, what about them?"

"Since there are people who don't want to stay in this world, Heaven will throw them into other places. Do you think Three Thousand Worlds is just an argument?"

Everyone was dumbfounded by this.

Then the scalp numbs, what other worlds are like, there is really no way to say, what if it is a place with no energy?

There is no life, no water, no sky, only endless gravel...

"Sure enough, don't be lucky!" Everyone sighed.

Then someone asked: "After a long time how to say it, don't you mention a word about the senior who was lucky enough to survive the catastrophe?"

People who just boasted of being able to brag, suddenly their eyes wandered, and their expressions became weird.

They didn't say a word, and the person next to him couldn't help but interject, "Who else can be, it must be True Person Chixuan of Heluo School."

Naturally, this remark cannot be unanimously agreed by everyone. Someone mentioned the Aggregation faction and was immediately sprayed back "Can Aggregation faction soar? This predecessor has ascended, and he must not be the Aggregation faction."

The monks who have witnessed the process and know the truth:...

The devil can ascend!

What is the aggregation group? !

Ascension of people from the aggregation faction is more reasonable than blood demons!

But those who knew the truth, aspiring to stay silent together.

——Things are too weird, and no one believes it. Instead of yelling everywhere and being treated as lunatics, it is better to wait for those big figures in the cultivation world to find out why.

Speaking of which, there has been a playbook in Yuzhou in recent years, which is quite metaphorical.

At the time, it seemed that there might be a way to ascend to the magic cultivator, but everyone took it as a joke and didn't take it to heart. Now it seems necessary to find out the book and read it carefully.

Compared with the fact that these monks have nothing to do with them, the people of the big sect headed by the Great Elder Han Mingzong are simply dumbfounded.

Seeing that the dark clouds in Yuzhou city disappeared, and the sky was bright, they still couldn't return to their senses there.

Xiang Wanchun's subordinates were even more embarrassed. They lost the Demon Venerable when they came out. Is there anything more outrageous than this?

No one knows, the two people who are really related to Shi Feng Feisheng have already walked in Yuzhou City with ease.

The dark clouds have cleared, the sky is bright, and the gloomy city of Yuzhou has returned to the good weather of previous years. Those who were anxious and prayed to the gods to worship the temple wept with joy. In their opinion, this is God’s no fault. It will not bring disaster here.

The street was bustling several times, and everyone had a smile on their faces. Even the guys who greeted the guests at the restaurant on the street worked hard.

"Vinegar carp is the most fresh---silver bud chicken shreds, guaranteed to be refreshing. Will the guest come in and taste it?"

They reported the name of the dish loudly, melodious and frustrated, and it was very pleasant. This is a masterpiece of the restaurant.

Nan Hongzi had been walking all the way, carrying a gourd and drinking, but when he heard the greeting, he walked into the restaurant without turning straight.

Chen He thought for a while and followed up.

The man graciously led the people to the table upstairs by the window.

Chen He knew that after Shi Feng’s ascension, he would not have a peaceful life here, so he specially added a blindfold to Nan Hongzi and himself, otherwise Nan Hongzi is a Taoist, how dare this restaurant guy come over .

"Sit down."

Nan Hongzi said casually, and regardless of Chen He, he raised his neck and poured the wine in the gourd.

"The trumpet has Shanxi Fenjiu, and Jiangnan Nuerhong, which is the most famous immortal brew in Beijing. Can you get the burning knife outside the pass?" The guy hurriedly said.

"...Am I a lot like a drunkard?" Nan Hongzi was unhappy.

The buddy was immediately chattering, and didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"Just burn the knife and come three pots."

"..."

I also said that I am not a drunkard, the man muttered in his heart, not daring to show his face, and was about to report the name of the dish, but Nan Hongzi interrupted him again: "Is there any stewed lamb?"

This hot day, drinking and eating lamb! Don't be afraid to panic!

The guy didn't dare to make irresponsible remarks, he just nodded repeatedly: "Yes, the guest officer wants it, then do it!"

After talking, he ran away. He felt that the two of them were a bit unusual, lest he heard something that shouldn't be heard, and naturally ran faster than anyone else.

"Master should be happy, why is it so unhappy?"

"You--"

Nan Hongzi said a word, then shook his head: "Little apprentice, you don't understand this. You have never been someone else's master."

"..."

It sounds like the son will never come back when he gets married.

Chen He pressed down on the weird feeling that came out of his heart, and Shi Feng went through the catastrophe smoothly. Of course Chen He was very happy, but if he was ecstatic, it was not enough.

Neither Shi Feng nor Chen He regarded Feisheng as the last step.

The catastrophe is just an obstacle in their lives. The road ahead will be longer. How can they be satisfied at this time?

"Poverty-stricken disciples are accepted for old-age care and promoted. As a result, the white-haired people of the impoverished roads are sent to the black-haired people." Nan Hongzi sighed shortly.

Chen He couldn't laugh or cry. He wanted to remind Master that this is not what he said. This sentence is not used in that way, but in the end he decided to keep silent.

"Although this matter, I have already prepared."

Nan Hongzi said to herself, shaking the gourd, and pinning it around his waist.

Soon a burning knife came up, Nan Hongzi picked it up and drank it, and said with emotion: "This world's best wine has various ways. It's not right to taste it. Only burning a knife will always be like this." /

"Little apprentice, do you say I am happy or not?"

"Master, I'm still here..."

Nan Hongzi waved his hand: "I guess you won't be able to stay too long, one hundred years, two hundred years?"

"Always give seniors time to settle in the heavens." Chen He raised his eyebrows.

"Good point."

Nan Hongzi laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He was pouring wine one by one, and Chen He was silent for a while, finally figuring out the reason.

"Master, don't worry..."

"What am I worried about?" Nan Hongzi cut his mouth. "Shi Feng can go, but I can't. Have you met the ancestors of the school and said that the Beixuan line was ruined in my hands?"

Chen He froze, but did not directly persuade him.

Some things are like this, you can see openly, can't let go, and eventually become obsessions.

"Master's words are wrong. If we go back to the source, wouldn't the Patriarch be beaten by the ancestors of the sect in the heaven?"

"Huh?" Nan Hongzi was surprised.

"Master feels that he has caused the disaster, and the patriarch can also feel that he has accepted the wrong apprentice, even farther away. The origin of the Northern Profound Secret Treasure, no one can escape from my school."

Nan Hongzi's eyes straightened for a while. He didn't know what he was thinking of, but it took a long time before he wandered back. He leaned in front of Chen He and said solemnly, "If you are a talent, don't mention it to others, especially After the ascent."

"..."

Chen He deeply feels how bad it is that Shi Feng is not around.

Because he couldn't find someone to find out what kind of person the Patriarch was. According to Chen He's judgment, the problem must lie here.

While talking, roasted lamb with green onion and two hot and sour belly soups were also brought up.

Nan Hongzi looked down and said with emotion: "The one who ate lamb with me in the past has been buried in the border gate for many years. The Yuling Pass, which Bei Di Xirong could not cross, has long been turned into ruins. Later. My apprentice who ate mutton with me is no longer around. I met a guy who robbed me of mutton a while ago. I didn’t expect--"

Not here anymore.

Chen He heard that the last sentence was wrong, thinking of when Yang Xinyue appeared, Nan Hongzi obviously knew him, so he vaguely guessed the truth.

Although I don’t know how Nan Hongzi and Yang Xinyue met, the other party is no longer in this world. Chen He's feeling towards Yang Xinyue has never changed: this trouble should be thrown away as soon as possible.

Looking at the steaming lamb, Nan Hongzi lifted a chopstick and sighed:

"No one grabs it, it's also a kind of loneliness!"

"..."

Chen He felt that it was all troublesome for him to follow up, and there would be nothing wrong with this kind of master left there!

"Come on, little apprentice! Isn't it fair to say that you don't even drink a sip of wine after your brother is soaring?" Nan Hongzi started to trouble Chen He.

Chen He silently raised his hand for a cup.

Another cup.

I stopped drinking the third cup, put it in my hand and weighed it.

See you next year, I don’t know how well the brother is.