So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 264: Wishing Well (below)

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An invisible pressure forced the people in the inn to breathe.

They turned their heads horribly, but the inn was empty and there was nothing.

"Ding."

Long ringing sounds suddenly appeared.

"Quickly retreat, we are being targeted!"

The expressions of the demons changed drastically, and they rushed out of the inn, busy hiding themselves.

Wanteng County is between the mountains and the roads are rugged and complicated.

They walked around for half an hour, took out the talisman formation, held the magic weapon to try, and tossed for a long while, finally determined that the disturbing breath did not entangle them.

"Go back to the Lord."

"No way!"

Someone objected and questioned, "Maybe that guy is still following us!"

"Are you joking? With that little Taoist skill?"

The demons have already seen that Tian Yan is still a superficial level, and is not their opponent at all.

"Even if it is Chen He's subordinates, or even the young man Chen himself-the power of the gods is the strength of the **** transformation stage, and my teacher is such a magic weapon! As long as a light shake, you can find aura Changes."

The talking magic repairer flaunted a bronze bell with an ancient appearance in his hand.

"Since it does not ring, it means that we are safe."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Some looked at the magic weapon with envy, and some had hidden greed in their eyes.

The person holding the magic weapon, Shi Shiran put away the brass bell, and did not forget to brag: "This treasure has been for thousands of years. It is a sacred object passed down by my teacher. At the beginning, the whole school was destroyed by the righteous group. Go, I didn’t take anything, I only touched this magic weapon and fled in my arms. There is no magic trick, and no one else can use it."

When he said this, the man who had the magic weapon idea looked back angrily.

"Who just followed us?"

"It may be a mighty man who warns us with divine consciousness."

"Where is the mighty man in this remote country?"

Mahayana masters are not the Chinese cabbage in the field, they can pick one out at random.

"Not a master, do you think it is the bottom of the well——"

The demons looked at each other.

"Speaking of which, what did you see when you touched the rope before?"

"The corpse mountain and the sea of ​​blood..." The asked Moxiu's eyes rolled hard, and he said, "The sky is blood red, and dazzling golden shards fall, and they burst when they touch the ground, everywhere. Howling miserably."

"Phantom?"

The Mo Xiu shook his head, looking like he didn't want to remember: "No wonder that mortal is very afraid of this well in his memory. Mortals can't withstand this impact at all. He can't even remember what he sees, leaving only incomparable The impression of fear."

From then on, I never dared to touch the ropes again.

"Forget it, we don't need anything at the bottom of the well, and we don't have to think about it. However, this little Taoist priest of the Heluo school was not fooled. How can we go back and explain to the Lord?"

The demons are sad.

They dragged their steps, turned heavily back down the mountain, and hid themselves into an alley.

Chen He followed here, but stopped instead.

——The concealment is excellent, but a very distinct breath in Chen He's divine consciousness is clearly owned by the Mahayana Demon Cultivator.

"Venerable Guiming, really tirelessly." Chen He sneered secretly.

I traveled all the way to Yunzhou, and it seemed that he was indeed the one who discovered the secret at the bottom of the well.

Chen He thought about three situations. First, the best one. The person who discovered the secret of Fu Guan was Venerable Gui Ming; second, he killed Fu Guan and discovered the secret and sold it to Venerable Gui Ming. It was Zhao Weiyang; thirdly, Zhao Weiyang had known about this well in his previous life and used it as a killer, but he never used it.

Three situations are worse than one.

At the moment, luck seems to be okay?

Shortly after Chen He left, several demons who had been scolded by Venerable Guiming with dog-blood sprays came out dingy, and two of them winked at each other.

One of them took out the brass bell, touched his finger, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief: "Really gone!"

"Good risk!"

They murmured with others behind their backs.

"You said the one just now--"

"The Eight Achievements are Chen He, tusk, the Beixuan School technique is really not trivial. It can make my magic weapon silent, but a little bit hot. I am afraid that his ability to communicate the spiritual energy of the world and the earth has reached the subtleties."

As the demon repairer said, he looked scared: "Fortunately, I was born in a hurry, and that guy told the secret of the bottom of the well, otherwise Chen He will look at my magic weapon, but it will really be fatal!"

"You also regard this broken bell as a treasure. People who have the strength to the point of Venerable, Chen He, etc., can't use their own spiritual knowledge to do it. What do you want to do?"

"Hmph, it's always been pushed out, the gods fight, the little ghost suffers. I see, there is no hope for the Lord to retake Yuzhou again! We still make early plans."

No one knows this secret conversation.

Chen He has returned to the well.

The hunchbacked old woman was trembling with soul control by the real person Tian Yan, standing around watching the lively mortals.

As soon as Tian Yan saw Chen He, he asked at the beginning: "You just drank that cup of tea?"

"Huh?" Chen He raised his eyebrows.

The old woman wailed and sat down on the ground: "This, this... The old man knows nothing, how can the old man make tea with well water! This is mortal!"

Tianyan Zhenren also looked nervous, even a little at a loss.

Seeing Chen He's questioning gaze, Tian Yan couldn't wait to immediately pull his master's long eyebrows out as a shield.

"Chen Daoyou, this...Pan Dao just learned that people in Wanteng County use this well water only when they are desperate and wanting children to be useless."

"How to say?"

"Because... If you fail to get a child, you will die."

The real man Tianyan sweats on his forehead, and says: "If a man drank it, he would die for ten years."

——Just drink the water from the well and have to give birth to a child. Those who don’t have a baby will die.

When the real person Tian Yan listened to the hump-backed old woman howling, he still couldn't understand her. After a passerby said it, he was completely dead, thinking desperately about the whereabouts of the cup of tea. At that time, Chen He only said that someone was there. Watching on the sidelines, the cup of "spiritual tea" that may be problematic should have not moved.

He wiped off his sweat and laughed at himself: "Look, I'm really poor and nervous. Since it's a trap, the person who plays tricks, sees my shallow cultivation, and thinks that the poor Dao can't detect the strangeness of tea..."

"In fact, they wouldn't be aware of it, otherwise they would not use such a clumsy trick." Chen He said calmly, "The magic repairs who are not sensitive to the aura of heaven and earth will not be discovered."

"Is that so? Who are they?" Tian Yan Zhenren asked suspiciously.

"Venerable Ghost."

Tian Yan was surprised: "This guy is back from the Western Regions?"

"There is a place for him in the Western Regions, how can he be in charge. After my brother ascended, Venerable Guiming is bound to win in Yuzhou."

Tianyan Zhenren is thoughtful.

He didn't have this leisure after changing to another Demon Venerable, because the Heluo School was also in Yuzhou...

People in Wanteng County seem to be very taboo to mention this well. They don’t want to say anything to outsiders at all. They even helped and persuaded the howling hunchback old woman to take away, leaving only the "fortune-telling to see Feng Shui" "Poor Taoist" in the bleak independent wind.

"Daoyou Chen, this well..."

"The well water is good, and the tea brewed is even better than Lingcha." Chen He said lightly.

The real Tian Yan was dumbfounded: "You, you...really drank it?"

"Why should the Taoist make such a fuss, you and I are not mortals, do you really have to die if you can't have a child?" Chen He didn't care, raised his hand to the void, and immediately a cloud of well water flew out of the well. In the hands of Chen He.

Tianyan Zhenren instantly felt that the aura that appeared in the tea became stronger.

Chen He splashed on the ground casually, and was poured into a few drops of sand. The weeds jumped slightly higher by a point. Only a monk can distinguish this subtle change with divine consciousness:

In the drenched soil, the weeds that had been watered the most fell down instead, sluggish and lifeless.

"Do you see it clearly?"

The real Tianyan was silent.

Chen He slowly set foot on the weeds:

"I don't know why this well. The water is full of vitality. Mortals drink it like this weed. If it is less, it is okay. If the body meridians cannot support it, it will die."

Usually mortals cannot withstand this kind of toss.

Where can a lot of spiritual power go? If it’s a woman who has had no children for a long time, after drinking the water from the well, she can enjoy boudoir pleasure, and she may get what she wants, and those hapless--

"It's no wonder people here say that the seven orifices of the deceased are bleeding, and their lungs are ruptured. It's terrible." Zhenyan Tianyan was stunned.

"Since the Taoist master understands the facts, why not install more well water and bring it back to the same door?"

"Uh!"

What do you say?

Lu Yu has a very efficacious wishing well. It is said that if you drink it, you can get a fruit. It is specially brought to the elders and senior brothers to try them out?

Tian Yan's face turned blue and declined: "I don't think it is necessary!"

"If it is necessary, God points to your party to come to Yunzhou, how can the Taoist chief come back empty-handed?" Chen He jokingly persuaded.

The real Tianyan fled.

Chen He glanced at the old well rope.

It is a long piece of thick hemp rope, worn black, very old, and looks ordinary, but it is not tied to the derrick, like a snake, drooping at the head of the well.

There are no wooden barrels by the well, and no water container can be seen.

Chen He said lightly to the real person Tian Yan. In fact, he has become more vigilant about this well. If those magic repairs are not nonsense and try to deceive themselves, the things at the bottom of the well may exceed Chen He’s. Expected.

He took out a piece of talisman paper, and after throwing it out, it immediately turned into a golden paper crane and flew out.

Wanteng County, Yunzhou, not far from Heiyuan Valley.

——Venerable Ghost, a half-dead person.

Chen He sneered and walked away.