So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 365: Visit
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Qinghe Xianjun sat in a daze, listening to the whistling wind outside.
The flying boat that once hovered outside the Ten Thousand Waterfall Valley has gone through six hundred years of chaos and turmoil, and it has become completely different. The wreckage was piled up in ruins, and only a handful of flying boats were lucky enough to drove to a shelter from the wind and fell down to serve as a house.
Fortunately, with these flying boats, Qinghe can barely support Xianjun's pomp.
Back then, he ran to follow Yang Xinyue without hesitation. Many immortals felt that he was so stupid that he was hopeless. Now those who laughed at Qinghe Immortal King either died early, or were seeking life under the hands of other immortals.
If you don’t have a bad life, that’s not enough, because everyone can only make trouble here.
There is a master like Yang Xinyue who is in the realm of Tianzun behind him. Everyone thinks that the days of Qinghe Xianjun are very leisurely. In fact, it is not at all. Qinghe has been in fear for six hundred years. For fear of negligence, Yuan Cheng Tianzun will come and treat himself. The corpses were killed everywhere.
"Xianjun." The white beard immortal ran up nervously, "Chen He's brother is here."
"Calculated?" Qinghe Xianjun frowned, this hexagram symbolizing sign is very strange.
"No, no, it's outside."
The fairy white beard wiped the cold sweat with his sleeve.
Qinghe Xianjun was refreshed, and after thinking about it, he decided to be polite: "Please."
In a melee a while ago, Qinghe had a face-to-face meeting with Chen He. He had a faint feeling that the other party's practice was from the true master of Beixuan, and it felt like the head of Beixuan he had seen back then.
The head was almost lucky, he died in the catastrophe battle before he could overcome the catastrophe, and now there is no comparison.
——As for Beixuantianzun, the true essence is profound, and the immortal monarch of Qinghe cannot see through.
Qing Hexianjun felt a sense of crisis, and decided to put Chen He also into the category of "need to be vigilant." Before the next wind season, several fairy monarchs' subordinates competed for a ganoderma lucidum in the mountain col. Seeing Chen He from a distance, Qinghe Xianjun immediately ordered to evacuate.
The person who inquired about the news afterwards came back to report, saying that Xianjun Hansong and Xianjun Yu had also left.
Hansong, it’s because Chen He came from the Northern Xuan sect. As long as Chen He doesn't kill him, Immortal Hansong will maintain this affection.
It's Xianjun Yu, who is on the wall, I don't know what he is making.
Qing Hexian Jun thought deeply, until Shi Feng stepped into this hall, and the sound of the violent wind awakened Qing Hexian Jun when the door opened. He squinted his eyes to see Shi Feng: Well, it's only a line from Da Luo Jinxian Apart.
"Xianjun, see you for a long time."
Shi Feng nodded his head in courtesy. It is reasonable to say that his attitude is very different from his identity, but this elegantly furnished small hall is empty, and even the fairy white beard who led Shi Feng just now quietly slipped away. , No one would stop Shi Feng's deeds.
Xianjun Qinghe pinched the center of his eyebrows with his fingers.
The appearance of Shi Feng is very conspicuous no matter where he is, especially he is used to wearing a crimson robe.
Every immortal who crosses the robbery and ascends has to change his appearance a bit, but this is actually a test of imagination. If you want to become rich and handsome, with extraordinary temperament, you must first meet such a person. , Secondly, I must keep up with my own foundation, and finally that style must be perfectly restored on me.
This is not easy!
When Immortal Monarch Qinghe first saw Shi Feng, he knew that this was what Shi Feng was like—the advantages of having a Heluo sect immortal around him, and what they didn’t accord with, he knew at a glance.
Years passed, the rumor said that Shi Feng, who wandered around and was in jail, had no trace of being tortured by the fairy world.
Unhurried, with a cold gaze, the corners of the narrow and slightly hooked eyes, three red moles cut off the eyebrows that flew obliquely into the temples. Compared with the rise of Sendai and the Kunlun Immortal Palace, Shi Feng, who first crossed the tribulation, changed not his appearance. It's a look.
A person who has a heavy responsibility and is groping in the boundless world, even if there are countless treasures, he is not interested, as if he is in a desert.
What can make him see the beauty and realize that he is in the treasury and feel that everything is at his fingertips?
Strength.
Maybe someone else.
Qing Hexianjun has the urge to call her genus down to figure out what the relationship between Shi Feng and his junior Chen He is. There is really no pastime here. It is good to have a funny thing to tease and gossip in private.
"Don’t come here for hundreds of years. Although we are in the same situation, it is not easy to meet." Qinghe Xianjun sighed, "From the perspective of this lord, this time, I am not here to see me, but I want to see Yang. Sovereign?"
Shi Feng didn't hide it, nodded and said lightly: "Exactly, dare to ask where is Sect Master Yang?"
"I am raising fish."
Xianjun Qinghe touched his nose, and said helplessly: "You know, at the beginning, the candle dragon--well, that little cloud swallowing whale was confused and sleepy all day long. It hasn't grown up at all for six hundred years. "
"Does Sect Master Yang forget the enemy?"
"Remember day and night, what's the use?" Qinghe Xianjun let out an overwhelmed sigh, involuntarily complaining and exposing himself, "Yuan Cheng Tianzun really deserves to be an old fox who can hold his breath. Unwilling to risk, originally thought he would start in the chaos, but he did not expect to disappear like this for hundreds of years."
Only a thousand days can be a thief, how can a thousand days be a thief?
Qinghe Xianjun's heart is too tight, and he doesn't dare to relax. Recently, his temper has become more erratic and anxious. Pity him knows the reason, but he can't get rid of the hidden danger.
"Xianjun thinks, what is Yuan Cheng Tianzun waiting for?"
"..."
Qinghe Xianjun smiled bitterly and shook his head.
It's not that he really didn't guess, but he didn't want to say.
The furnishings in the flying boat are good, and there are several ways of soundproofing, which still can't stop the sound of ghosts crying outside. The bad changes are intensifying day by day, and no one knows what will become in the end.
It's just a vague feeling: Everything is still under the control of Yuan Cheng Tianzun.
The man is still watching with cold eyes, watching them struggle between life and death, watching them wandering and trying to find a way out.
"There is no news from Yuancheng Tianzun, nor does Qingci Xianjun?"
"This..."
Qing He Xianjun hesitated for a moment, and realized that Shi Feng was here for this, he was very surprised.
"Before the wind season, someone found this in the sand valley to the south."
Qinghe raised his hand and took a corpse out of the magic treasure from the storage. The man was beautifully dressed, with a blood hole on his forehead, and his face was gray, obviously dead.
"Some people say that this is Qingci Xianjun."
Shi Feng looked up sharply, someone said?
"Because no one has ever known the true face of Qingci Xianjun, every time I see this person, his appearance is different. Only the **** pattern on the eyebrow must be recognized."
——Isn't anyone who gets a **** pattern, will be regarded as a fairy of Qingci?
Qing Hexian Jun saw Shi Feng’s doubts and explained: "The **** pattern is difficult to impersonate, just like the wave of the soul, it contains terrible power, and the immortal of low strength cannot look directly."
"The news has been exposed."
There are few people who say Qingci Xianjun has died, and there are a lot of people who say that he abandoned his body and escaped from the spirit.
"This person has been dead for a long time." Qinghe Xianjun lowered his eyes and was full of anger. If Yuan Cheng Tianzun played with them, he would get out early and leave them here with fear and suffering. Qing He Xianjun can be angry. I had to jump up to find Yuan Cheng Tianzun desperately.
"After the immortal dies, the corpse turns into chaotic vitality and cannot exist for too long."
"How can I not know, but this person—without the slightest remnants of souls, bones and bones solidified, and the chaotic vitality of his body is as hard as a rock. Qingci Xianjun is a person born in the immortal world, and he can absorb chaotic vitality himself. Is it because of his practice."
Qing He Xianjun is full of questions.
This corpse, Yang Xinyue hasn't seen it yet, and the population under Qinghe Xianjun is not strict, and he accidentally exposed the words. After learning the facts, Qinghe Xianjun angrily drove away the immortal who hadn't opened the door. He listened to the raging wind outside, and uneasyly calculated which immortal would come first.
Never thought that the first person to come would be Shi Feng.
Listening to the sound of the wind outside, Qinghe Xianjun's expression eased a little further: Coming here against the wind, this sincerity is really enough.
"Where is Junior Brother Ling?"
Xianjun Qinghe once misunderstood Chen He as Yuan Cheng Tianzun, just like others. He was so defensive against him. Later, when he realized that he was not, he changed his attitude.
"My junior brother is very weak, if after the wind stops and the snow clears, several fairy monarchs will come here one after another, I am afraid they will not be able to get forward."
That's how it is said, there is no hint of humility in Shi Feng's tone.
Xianjun Qinghe couldn't help but think of Chen He's behavior over the years.
First, set a trap to kill Bi Fang.
In the beginning, the fierce bird in the clothes was very small, but I don't know when it started, it grew bigger and bigger, and even a Bi Fang who was comparable to the great Luo Jinxian was planted.
Just looking at Chen He's clothes is enough to make many people detour.
It's human instinct to work for the strong and hope to survive, and it's no exception to cross the catastrophe.
Chen He does not reject those who come, but he has a very strict attitude towards his subordinates. As long as he dares to violate the power and the yin, he will slap the other party's spirit with one palm, so that the Three Realms will not exist and will not be merciless.
These thunder methods have really frightened many immortals.
The immortal monarchs like Qinghe have many subordinates, but their cronies all have status. In the words of the world, they are like advisers and generals. It is their duty to plan and conquer the Quartet, and they dare to refute the immortal. Some.
But Chen He is arbitrary.
Many people murmured in front of Qinghe Xianjun, Chen He, who was young and strong, just like this was an accident, and sooner or later, everyone betrayed their relatives.
Now Qing Hexianjun is pondering that there is still a possibility of public rebellion, and it is very difficult to leave in person!
"If Junior Brother, I am willing to swear by the soul to kill Yuan Cheng Tianzun to break the formation together, you can come and go freely in the mountains occupied by me."
The implication of this is to conclude an agreement.
"Xianjun invited him rashly, a bit reckless." There was no sadness or joy on Shi Feng's face, and it was difficult to see his emotions.
"No." Qinghe Xianjun shook his head, "The junior is not in the pool."