So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 18: Deviate direction
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"Heart Demon?" Chen He was frightened.
Just like mortals will always encounter disasters in their lives, some are nothing at all, some just raise them, and some make people lose their lives. Inner Demon is such a thing that doesn't know when it will come and what kind of torture it will make you suffer.
There have been people in the realm of cultivation who have never been disturbed by the heart demon. Shun Shun Dangdang has been practicing until soaring. There are also great sect elders with outstanding cultivation skills and outstanding status.
The demons are hard to describe and harder to break free.
Seeing Shi Feng frowning and looking pale, Chen He asked nervously: "Brother, how are you now?"
Shi Feng adjusted his breath several times, but his chest was still suffocated, and he knew that he was still too deep in the fantasy realm.
Close-mouthed meditation practice is not to create cause and effect, to be less involved in sin karma, and if strictly required, even writing is not allowed. In the illusion, Shi Feng is willing to pass on the Taoism of the teacher with one death, mock the fate of the heavens, and ruin the years of meditation.
He almost fell with the illusion, and his thoughts were suddenly born, and his mood was fierce, which severely damaged himself. Not only the meridians, but even the primordial spirit was affected, Shi Feng didn't realize it deeply wringed his eyebrows.
The name of the ghost domain in the Red Wind Desert is not used to fool mortals. If you are involved in a sandstorm, even the golden core stage cultivators will die. He couldn't trespass the true essence now, Chen He's cultivation base was not high, and in order to suppress Shi Zhonghuo's hostility, Shi Feng temporarily sealed it in Chen He's dantian, and only when Chen He's realm improved.
"You cannot stay here for long."
Chen He looked around and said something that Shi Feng frowned slightly.
Before Shi Feng was relieved that his younger brother was smart and smart, he was stunned by Chen He's actions.
The younger brother cautiously compared with his hands and tore off two rags directly at the corner of his robe, one covered himself, and the other held in his hand to make gestures to Shi Feng.
"..."
"Someone chased into the Red Wind Desert."
Chen Hechao made a gesture behind him: "There are people who have met me in the restaurant in Yunzhou City. They are not troublesome. I'm afraid that brother you will be recognized, and then brother's enemy will come to the door... The way is back to Black Abyss Valley smoothly."
The corners of Shi Feng's lips were teased by such a serious junior.
He did have a serious internal injury and suffered a setback, but it was just that. If the cultivator couldn’t move after being injured, what would happen to the cultivator who was murdered and assassinated that day?
Fudo Zhenyuan is only to heal the injury as soon as possible, and the use of Zhenyuan will aggravate the injury, but in the Central Plains of Kyushu, there are only a handful of masters who need Shi Feng's life to fight against, and half of them are still in the Black Abyss Valley.
The six great masters of the Demon Dao, the Great Snow Mountain Master, the Miaojiang Gu King, and the East China Sea Feiqiong Island Master will never personally go out to chase a "good luck" to obtain a fire in the stone, and the cultivation base will not even reach the golden alchemy period. Young man!
Chen He moved over carefully, and asked nervously, "Can brother still move?"
Shu Feng nodded, but he didn't get lost.
Chen He took a step back and said as if determined: "Brother, let's go!"
After that, he turned back and squatted down, ready to pull Shi Feng's arm.
——Shi Feng was a little startled, Junior Brother is planning to carry himself?
Before he refused, Chen He urged him, "Brother, we have been delayed here for a long time. If we don't leave, more people will catch up."
Shi Feng, who has never been memorized in his life:...
Chen He wanted to urge again, but Shi Feng held his palm and drew two words on the sand.
"A magic weapon?" Chen He's eyes lit up, yes there is a magic weapon!
Practitioners often use treasured spirit tools to travel, how can they think that they don’t have them because they haven’t seen them before?
Shi Feng silently searched for the mustard seed sac of Xumi. He has been in the Black Abyss Valley for more than 20 years, and he has no magic weapon at all.
When he came to the Red Wind Desert with Chen He on his back, he was worried that Chen Hexiu's status would be low, and the magic weapon aura would hinder him in entering Dharma, so he didn't use it. When he left the Beixuan Sect, he didn't take anything with him. Shi Feng was not impoverished, but it was really difficult to find a magic weapon that could be used during the foundation building.
Looking at the look in Chen He's expectant eyes, Shi Feng felt that he should just take one out, and then tell Chen He that he could not waste much true yuan with a magic treasure. It is not a problem to recover from the injury after two days.
As a result, Chen He didn't come up with a magic weapon for a long time after seeing his brother, and he quickly reacted.
"Wait, I have a way!"
Chen He ran towards the bunker without looking back.
The poisonous scorpion mother lay in a coma at the bottom of the pit, and a group of scorpions crawled around beside her.
"Following so fast, there must be a magic weapon with good speed! I can easily fall down, and the cultivation level will not exceed the golden core period." Chen He muttered, transporting the spiritual power and covering his palm, starting with a polite start Robbery.
It doesn't matter if you don't know the magic weapon, take it first.
"Will absorb spiritual power, this is a magic weapon! Will repel spiritual power, this is also! Uh-shoes, forget it."
The scorpions were all afraid of Chen He's spiritual power, and crawled away in embarrassment.
Chen He quickly rushed back to Shi Feng with the trophy.
Two hairpins, a jade pendant, a walking stick, and a black lacquered snuff bottle.
Shi Feng was stiff, thinking that the secret method of initiation is really not omnipotent, and his junior brother's vision of Bao is simply so bad.
Just take the one that responds to the aura. Even the old woman keeps the wood hairpin with a clear eye. If you meet a young female nun, you still don’t pick up the jewelry that the female nun uses to hide her appearance defects. ?
Shi Feng couldn't help holding his forehead. Can this kind of junior fellow find a Taoist companion in the future?
The Yuangong of the Beixuan School pays attention to the natural way of Taoism, the world is yin and yang, and the four seasons are orderly, and most people will find Taoists.
Before falling into the worries that no female sister would like after the younger brother, Shi Feng suddenly woke up.
Chen He's fate is not good, so let's forget about the love affair! Even the younger brother liked a female cultivator, he had to think of a way to make Chen He cut his mind as soon as possible.
Shi Feng picked up the snuff bottle from Chen He's hand in a nonchalant manner.
With a flick of her finger, the poisonous scorpion woman in the sandpit in the distance spouted another mouthful of blood, and the connection between her and this magic weapon was completely erased.
Chen He threw the other things away, took the snuff bottle again, and touched it carefully with the instinct to recognize the talisman.
"Oh, it's easy!"
The magic weapons are all like this. Some activation formulas are even engraved on the magic weapons. Most practitioners will use them after thinking about it, but it is not so easy to refine the magic weapons.
An endless stream of black smoke spouted from the mouth of the pot, and suddenly the wind broke out, and Chen He then remembered the key question:
"Brother, in which direction is Black Abyss Valley?"
"..."
The blazing sun is in the sky and the yellow sand is overflowing.
After a long time, there was finally movement in the depths of the sandpit, and the poisonous scorpion woman who had been awakened from the sun crawled out with difficulty.
"What a cruel boy! The Five Poison Gate...Oh! The Five Poison Gate will not let you go!"
The poisonous scorpion mother was dizzy, she touched her head and found that the wooden hairpin was gone, and even the crutch was missing, almost vomiting another mouthful of blood. Fortunately, after kneading the method, everything was recovered one by one, only one of the most precious Thousand Miles Smoke Lan Pot was missing.
"Boy! Think you are cruel!" The poisonous scorpion woman endured her internal injuries, scolding and crawling back on the sand dunes.
I only spent one night when I came, and now I want to go back, I'm afraid I won't be there in three days and three nights.
"Hey, if I just listen to the good guys!" Granny Poison Scorpion sighed as she hurried, her teeth tickled and hated Young Master Yao.
The poisonous scorpion has lived in Wudumen of Miaojiang for many years, and has never been to the desert. The wind is changing the topography of the sand dunes all the time, and she has no idea that she has gone astray! In less than ten days and a half, she didn't even want to go out!
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Chen He's meridian injuries did not heal, and within two hours of using the magic weapon, his spiritual power began to fail.
Shi Feng motioned to the younger brother to stop. The latter received the magic weapon in frustration, and the black smoke dissipated. Chen He suddenly found himself standing on a tall poplar tree with a few new branches beside him, light yellow in color. Like a willow leaf.
Chen He quickly looked down along the clenched arm and found Shi Feng on another tree.
"Brother, this is the first time to use a magic weapon." It cannot be blamed for the problem.
Shi Feng seemed to smile, but before the black smoke dissipated, he had already seen the Populus euphratica forest, so he didn't remind his junior. Otherwise, you might as well stay on the tree if you fall from mid-air.
"I received too fast, and the spiritual power was not used properly." Chen He lowered his head to reflect.
This place is not far from the Red Wind Desert, and the red color can be seen from a distance.
The reverse was also off. At least when I came, there were deserted rocky beaches and no woods were seen.
"Who is on the tree!"
A stern shout came from under the tree between the branches and leaves.
Chen He easily pushed away the two arrows that came up. This piece of Populus euphratica is at least a hundred years old, and the tree is ten people tall, and its arms cannot be enclosed. Most of the arrows are not strong enough, and they fall sparsely.
Chen He looked at Shi Feng. The latter closed his eyes in time, pretending to be indifferent.
"Come on, burn this tree!"
Chen He felt his scalp numb when he heard the word burn. He still needs time to regain his spiritual power. It would be easier for him to jump to other trees, but the people below would not be able to see it.
"Wait!" Chen He opened the branches and shouted at the bottom, "We passed by!"
"..."
Chen He has been taught by Shi Feng for more than ten years. He does not know how to use magical powers. Isn't it easy to look at the ground several feet away? Soon you can get a panoramic view of everything in the forest: this is a convoy carrying heavy cargo. The horses leading the cart are old and thin. There are dozens of men escorting the carts. They wear daggers at their waists, bow bows and shoot arrows. The face is dusty and fierce.
"There was an attack by a pack of wild wolves last night, and the other people in the caravan were separated. My brother and I climbed to the tree to escape." Chen He said calmly.
Shi Feng almost coughed out.
The people in the forest convoy were also shocked: many people were chased by the wolves to climb trees, but even the leader of the Persian cat could not do it to climb so high in one breath.
Before they heard the sound, they were shooting arrows at the dense center of the tree, and no one aimed at the top of the tree.
But people are really on the tree instead of climbing, so they won't fall from the sky.
"Two good skills!" A middle-aged man with a scar on his face raised his head and squinted.
For more time, my eyesight grows.
Even though the branches of Populus euphratica are hard, they will not fall on the spot after withering, but it is not easy to be able to sit steadily in a place where the top of the tree is thin, and the voice can still be heard clearly.
"No matter how good it is, it's useless, double fists are hard to beat...especially from a pack of wolves." Chen He replied with interest.
"Where do you two want to go? If you don't dislike it, you can go to Cangshi Town not far from here with my convoy."
Chen He wanted to refuse, and suddenly thought that some cultivators could track the direction of spiritual power. Since spiritual power could not support him and his senior brothers directly back to the Black Abyss Valley with a magic weapon, it would be good to confuse them in the middle of chasing soldiers.
Looking at the junior courageously responding to "chasing soldiers", Shi Feng decided not to say what he could deal with with one hand even if he was seriously injured.