So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 78: Super degree
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The sky is cloudy.
The first month of this year is not easy for people in Yuzhou Prefecture.
Because of “Earth Dragon Turning Over”, the entire 13th Square of Xicheng City was turned into ruins, people were panicked and the lively Shangyuan Lantern Festival was also cancelled. Such natural disasters cannot be reported to the imperial court on the good day of the first lunar month, so the yamen called monks to do the land and water dojo, to save the souls of the dead, and call the Taoists to observe Feng Shui.
After receiving the news that “Earth Dragon will not turn over again in a short time”, Junshou Li let out a long sigh.
This Li Junshou, who was an official in Qingzhou, felt that his luck was bad, and when he should go to Beijing to report on his duties, the imperial court did not issue a summoning order. This kind of thing clearly shows that someone is doing a ghost, so he can only send his family. Send rich treasures to Beijing to explore the way. As a result, a transfer order came and he was assigned to Yuzhou.
Li Junshou came around before he had time to sigh, burn incense and worship Buddha, and just took office as soon as he took office. On the first day of the new year, there was a scene in Yuzhou city! Those people whose household registrations were ticked off made him tremble and almost had epilepsy.
Regardless of the cold weather, I desperately urged the officials and soldiers to clean up the ruins.
It happened to be a drought last year. Many people abandon their fields. There are as many farmers who are occupied by the squires and have no land to cultivate and do not want to be tenants! It is also easy to migrate to Yuzhou City.
The report of Li Jun’s guardian changed and changed again, and I wish I could understate the whole story, hoping that the big things will be changed into small ones and the small ones will be changed into nothing. When I was so busy, I suddenly asked the next person: “Where is Mr. Hu?”
This scribe, named Hu, was Li Junshou’s assistant, with a vicious temperament, and often gave Li Junshou some very good but ugly ideas. I have been with Li Junshou for many years, and now he is anxious, Li Junshou wants to ask Mr. Hu about his plan.
“This… Mr. Hu said he went out to visit friends on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and he disappeared.”
Li Junshou felt a headache and yelled: “What visiting friends, I haven’t heard that he has a good relationship in Yuzhou. I am afraid that he will go to the green house during the New Year. The Louliyuan gambling shop is relaxed! Let’s send someone to the boundary of the city. Find it!”
The subordinates repeatedly agreed and left.
At this time, Junshou Li still didn’t know that he would never see Mr. Hu, his staff.
On the side of the ruins of the 13th Square in Xicheng, Yuzhou, cigarettes are swirling around, and on the eastern half is a bald head knocking on a wooden fish chanting.
In the western half of the land boundary, the Big Dipper Altar was opened. It is said to be a town of Fengshui to watch the earth dragon, but it is actually a proper circle of blessings to the dead in the realm of cultivation.
The daily sesame oil money spent in the county residence is like running water, but in order to stabilize the hearts of the people in the city, and for the sake of his position and future, Li Junshou gritted his teeth and did it.
This news is not trivial. There are high-ranking monks in the major temples in the city and outside the city. As long as they are famous, many small temples have received posts.
On the twentieth of the first lunar month, when the innocent people who lost their lives had not yet passed, the puja was held in front of the ruins, and the chants were noisy.
Those eminent monks, some only chant sutras, and do not squint when they come.
Some of them understand the Buddhist scriptures and know how to martial arts. They secretly glanced at the Taoist priests coming and going to the west, frowning and asking which Taoist the Ya Ya is.
“Helo View?”
The questioner was instantly awe-inspiring. This is the martial arts martial arts school. I heard that the inner family has a lot of cultivating methods, and there are so many outstanding masters. You can’t underestimate it.
The remaining monks, um… They are also considered high monks, but they are only Buddhas.
Heluo faction found an eight-tailed demon fox in Yuzhou and sent hundreds of Yuanying monks to catch it. As a result, the demon fox threw a small fragment of the world, causing the people of Xicheng 13fang to be trapped for 40 years, almost all of them died of old age. They also heard about it.
With compassion in my heart, I read the scriptures very seriously.
For nothing else, on the Altar of the Big Dipper, there are still dots of afterimages of the soul resident, and you can see that it is the monk who has not entered the reincarnation for a long time after his death.
The Heluo School is one of the major sects in the world of cultivation.
This kind of big hand in sending hundreds of Yuan Ying monks in one breath is enough to scare away the repairs, and the little school has lingering fears. The monster fox is so difficult, if it hadn’t been discovered by the Daoist of the Heluo faction, it would not be difficult for the eight-tailed fox to hide in the city of Yuzhou to murder the low-level monks, or even destroy one of their sects.
“The principal of the Big Dipper Seven Stars Altar is the head of the Heluo School!”
In the crowd, there was casual discussion quietly.
Suddenly inhaled air-conditioning sounds one after another. The head of the Heluo School must be a Mahayana monk. The number of Yuan Ying practitioners who can be seen in a lifetime of casual cultivators can’t use ten fingers! Mahayana period!
After glancing for a long time, they could only shook their heads in frustration: they couldn’t see anything unusual at all.
If no one reminded them, they thought they were mortal!
It seems that when Kan himself met Mahayana monks, he could only make up what he saw and heard.
The hustle and bustle, True Person Chi Xuan turned a deaf ear, and with a last wave of dust, when he walked off the altar, an elder of the Heluo faction came over and whispered: “There is news from the demon cultivator, Li Junshou does not seem to know. Still sending people to look for the missing staffer Hu.”
Mr. Chixuan watched those soul afterimages deeply condemn him, slowly turning into nothingness.
He condensed his breath, and saluted those who died.
The fellow cultivators in this life are fate or fate, so we should say goodbye to each other.
Fate in the next life, or see you again——
The souls of the dead Heluo School Yuanying monks stayed for a while, and finally escaped into reincarnation and disappeared. Their master and apprentice, behind True Person Chi Xuan, some of their eyes were red, and they were silent.
Mr. Chi Xuan took away the jade cauldron in the center of the altar, which was full of sand.
This is the wreckage left by the ancient monks in the fragments of the small world. After the fragments of the small world were broken, their souls have drifted far away. I don’t know if they have reincarnation.
While praying and sending the dead souls away, True Person Chi Xuan simply collected some sand and placed them in the formation.
——The sound of war drums is not heard, the homeland is in ruins, and the enemy turns dust.
It’s time to wake up from this big dream, don’t wander in the world.
Mr. Chixuan held the jade cauldron in both hands, and the true essence and spirit connected to the path of the netherworld. With a hand, the dust flew up and was swallowed by the dark and gloomy Yin Qi.
In the eyes of mortals, it is as if the sand sprinkled in the air was swept away by a gust of wind.
“…”
In the crowd, Chen He stared at the place where the cold air was churning just now, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
He and his elder brother just returned to Yuzhou today. Hearing that the government’s yamen invited a monk to escape from the ruins of Xicheng, they came here. Unexpectedly, he would also encounter True Person Chixuan, the head teacher of the Heluo School, who used his own cultivation to open the path to the dark and send the dead sect person a journey.
Those soul phantoms are people Chen He knows.
Forty years… this time is not short, enough for the mirage to leave more memories.
These Daoists of the Heluo School were frowning when they were alive, and after their death they also murmured and quarreled on the mountain wall. Whether they lived or died, they all fought side by side. But today, I will never see you again.
When the jade tripod was overturned and the dust disappeared, Chen He thought of the broken bow and the sand in the storage bag: Ji Changge’s soul is gone, and there will never be a day to meet the ancient monks who guarded the waters in the past. .
Some people are dead, some people are dead.
Comprehension soars, seeking the Tao with the body, it is such a quiet and silent path.
“Brother.” Chen He tugged at the sleeve of his release Feng, indicating that they should leave.
As expected, Shi Feng did not respond, and Chen He looked up in surprise.
Shi Feng stared at the place where the soul had left, in a daze.
“Brother…”
Chen He shouted again.
They were in the crowd, some of the people in Yuzhou City cried, some prayed religiously, and some just watched the excitement. Including some casual repairs, and no one noticed them.
On the contrary, True Person Chi Xuan sensed something, and glanced at it from a distance.
“Let’s go.” Shi Feng recovered and took Chen He away from the crowd.
The two walked in tandem, on the hazy streets of Yuzhou City.
Chen He didn’t say a word. He guessed in his heart that Shi Feng was about to be in love with the scene, thinking about the past of the destruction of the Beixuan School.
The dead monk of the Heluo Sect was sent to you by the head Chixuan Zhenren. After the tragedy of the Beixuan Sect more than 30 years ago, what was Shi Feng doing?
——All alone, dubbed the notoriety of Gorefiend, and pursued and killed.
Senior brother must also really want to pray to the dead master and fellow students!
Chen He silently wrote down, and decided to go to the Elderly Taoist when he had time.
Heluo sent everyone to leave there, and the casual cultivators who were not busy to watch also dispersed. After a while, Chen He saw two or three groups of low-level cultivators.
Their topic still remains on the eight-tailed fox.
Suddenly someone sneered: “Eight-tailed foxes came out of Yuzhou, and dozens of Yuanying monks and many mortals died. What a horror news! There is a big mess in the capital!”
Wandering next to him was shocked, and quickly asked what was wrong.
“This news is also from the big sects! It is said that after receiving the paper crane, the evil spirit is inflicted! Venerable Huanjian was killed by his subordinates and apprentices!”
When Chen He heard this, he had a headache for no reason.
Hurrying to pull on Shi Feng’s sleeve, he hurried forward, because he really didn’t want to hear the story of Venerable Huanjian playing with the world.
A few days ago, when they left the capital, they went to Venerable Huanjian’s mansion on the outskirts of Beijing to rob.
The strong blood and gloomy atmosphere interprets the rumors vividly and vividly. After the two brothers stepped over the wall, they encountered no obstacles along the way.
Because there is no magic repair in the Mahayana period! !
Venerable Sky Breaker does not know where he is going!
I can’t find the treasure house of Venerable Huanjian! Chen He could only touch a few snow ginseng ganoderma and left.
In addition to this chaotic spirit of heaven and earth, Chen He wondered if Venerable Huanjian was playing with his wife, and he was very impressed by Heaven. It is safer for the master and apprentice to be far away and far away!
Shi Feng saw a smile in his eyes as he couldn’t wait to drag him away.
The smile froze immediately.
Chen He also stood still.
The group of casual cultivators who exchanged messages behind them whispered:
“Master-killing! I heard that the blood demon Shi Feng is also a master-killing!”
“No, these demonic cultivators are really good-spirited… I heard that Venerable Huanjian is the number one master of the demon way, Mahayana cultivator! It seems not to be true! He is too old to use it!”
“Hey! The blood demon killed Nan Hongzi for the Beixuan Secret Treasure, and Venerable Sky Splitting coveted Venerable Huanjian’s power! This hand is big enough, and his heart is cruel!”