So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 383: Wangxiang City
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It is dark and dark, and the mist drifts like nothing.
When Chen He opened his eyes, he thought he had arrived at Cangjieyuan, and soon he could tell that the surrounding area was empty and nothingness.
He lowered his head and glanced at his palm, his fingers were slender, with a strange paleness.
The sleeves of the robe covering the wrists are like a thick mist of black color, and the robe has no body.
Several Bi Fang’s souls with bright red eyes surround Chen He’s body. Within their condensed shadow-like bodies, there are chains of tiny talismans, and the ends of the chains are immersed in the lines of the clothes.
This chain kept Bi Fang’s soul intact, and at the same time restricted them to Chen He’s vicinity, unable to fly away.
The smoky robe swings far behind him, dispelling the dark and gloomy breath. Chen He looked at the clothes thoughtfully. The robes and accessories on the fairy’s body were magic weapons and had a fixed shape.
He pressed his finger on his forehead and stroked the scattered long hair.
The boots, crowns, and jade belts are all missing, only this outer robe is left.
——Because the monster soul is refined on this vest?
Chen He quickly determined that this body was out of his body, so he only had a single robe covering his body.
It is very common for the soul to be separated when comprehending the earth veins. Chen He learned all the techniques of the alchemist in Liuyan Mountain and borrowed the earth fire. Later, every time he perceives the earth veins, it is like walking into the vast expanse. There is always something to gain.
This feeling is very subtle and difficult to describe. It only happens between thoughts.
The situation in front of me is quite new. Has the changing earth veins brought him somewhere? Chen He looked around, somewhat uncertain.
In the empty gloom, there is the sound of water.
Chen He walked alone for a long time, and still didn’t see anything. He didn’t panic trapped here, and his soul was calm.
He has encountered many difficulties in these two lifetimes, and it is nothing to look back. Even in this situation, he is not worried, because he will always find a way out.
The avenues, fate, and calamity can all be cut off.
The world of immortals, the six realms, and reincarnation.
There are always people in these three thousand worlds who are fearless, with the same mind, clear as a mirror, and only one person is reflected. After unwinding his happiness, Chen He couldn’t even see the illusion of the world’s heart demon in front of him.
The sound of the water is getting louder and louder, and Chen He finally sees the source of the sound.
A river that is so wide that it has no boundaries.
The water of the river is pitch black, and when you look closely, it is filthy dark red. On the bank of the river is a white reed, and there is a huge snow-white rock standing on top of which the brilliance flows.
Chen He glanced at it, and the stone immediately became dimmed and there was no abnormality.
“Here, this master.”
The weak voice came out from afar.
Chen He vaguely saw a figure with a hunchback, holding on to the large pot lid, shrank underneath, shivering, and begging in a low voice: “Please restrain your divine power, the ghosts on Huangquan Road are so scared. If you walk a few steps forward, Wangxiangtai will collapse.”
I can’t hold on, and I’m still verbose. This ghost is also interesting.
Chen He glanced at the turbid river water. It turned out that the water spirit channel took him to Huangquan Mansion for a tour?
Wangchuan is also water.
“Which little world is this place?”
“Huh?” The ghost was dumbfounded.
Chen He raised his eyebrows, rolled his robe sleeves with his fingers, and casually hit a talisman to isolate himself from the surrounding fog.
It seemed like a bang, and countless white shadows appeared in the empty place. They all looked like when they died, either old or hideous, holding their heads and sticking out their tongues. There are countless people.
But no ghost dared to get close to Chen Hesanzhang.
In the middle of the silently moving white shadows, a large area suddenly appeared.
The ghost who used to grind the large pot lid before, breathed a sigh of relief, and ran to Chen He–yes, this ghost has legs, which intrigued Chen He and looked at him.
Official robe and official hat, the tonic on the chest is not the fairy beast in the official uniform of the world, but the hideous monster.
The official hat is swayed, and the ghost looks magnificent. Compared with the surrounding piles of white shadows with vain smoke on the lower body, this ghost is no different from a living person. The soul is condensed very solid, and he grinned. , The character is random.
“Shangxian, what are you doing here?”
Of course, Chen He doesn’t care about calling him.
He wants to know if this is a small world at the beginning of life. The silver carp carries water spirit veins, and wants to peek into the veins of the immortal world. There are things in the world that the immortal world does not, the Huangquan dynasty, the six reincarnations, is it proper?
“There is a magic repairman named Xing Litian, do you know?” Chen He said lightly.
“What, is he?”
The ghost jumped up high, slapped his thighs and said, “I’ll show Shangxian the way, oops, count you, I’m going to find Xing Litian to settle accounts. But that’s all. It’s a ghost, new dead, dead before… I can’t think of it, he even stolen the immortal’s purse, it’s outrageous!”
“…”
Chen He’s lips are slightly curved.
Walking past the rock that was originally snow-white and now gray-black, Chen He saw many white shadows standing beside the stone and refused to move, and the chattering ghost in the official gown suddenly shut up and looked at Chen He in awe.
“What is this?” Chen He asked casually.
“Return to Shangxian, this is the Sanshengshi.”
“Oh?”
Chen He is a little puzzled. According to the rumors, the stones from the past and the present and the next are mysterious and mysterious. Why? Is it that only dead ghosts can use it?
The ghost in the official gown watched words and looks, and carefully explained to Chen He: “This stone, 80% of them dare not photograph your three lives.”
“It’s not dare, it can’t.” Chen He said lightly.
He had a previous life, and was turned back by Heaven.
The next life? When he reached the realm he is now, he was only one step away from Tianzun. If he couldn’t protect himself in this way, and he couldn’t guard him well, it would probably be the destruction of the fairy world!
At that time, three thousand worlds were completely destroyed, what happened to this three-life stone under the yellow spring?
Chen He gathered up the soul of his body, and isolated his soul from the outside with a talisman. The ghost in the official gown did not feel any power like the substance, but after hearing Chen He’s casual sentence, his calf was He shivered.
Not timid, but a threat from intuition.
“I haven’t consulted the name of Shangxian.” The ghost in the official gown lowered his eyebrows and asked respectfully.
Chen He guessed that if he said Li Yan, this ghost might know who he is.
But to take the name of the immortal world, Chen He doesn’t have that leisurely mind. According to the situation, Xing Litian has not reborn. There are many old people living in this Huangquan Mansion. Why use unfamiliar names?
“The ghosts of the underworld, are they all as wordy as you?”
The ghost in the official gown shook when he heard it, and he dared not ask any more.
Walking out tortuously for a long time, a tall city wall slowly appeared in the black fog. Chen He noticed that in the new ghost that was coming along the same road, the white shadow of the blurry figure had disappeared. The rest of them, although some have blue-faced fangs and disheveled heads, they are still decent, their eyes are sharp and they appear sober.
There are jinyi jade belts, as well as traffickers and pawns, but most of them are ghosts dressed as monks.
Chen He is very familiar with their costumes and can even recognize the sects to which certain monks belong. This is the case in the small world at the beginning of the floating period. The traditions handed down by the immortals are good things for whatever purpose. Much has been lost after a long period of time, but some characteristics remain the same.
Interestingly speaking, the closest person to Chen He is a Taoist man with a peach wood sword on his back, blood stains on his body, but a delicate face. Looking at the spirit entwined by the soul, he is probably a golden core monk.
He widened his eyes and looked at Chen He as if watching a red-crowned crane dancing in the lava.
“This small road leader.” Chen He teased his thoughts, “I see your Yintang is black and red, this is a peach blossom and blood, life and death, a step wrong, no more disaster.”
“Hey? Is there such a face?”
Brother Jindan’s instinctive interface, and then he found himself fooled: “I’m dead, so what a face!”
“How can you say that, the people of the Heluo School count fate when they are alive, and count disasters if they cross the catastrophe and become immortals. Even if they die, they must be counted in the afterlife.”
Brother Jindan had a frozen face, not knowing how to refute.
The ghost in the official gown who led Chen He was shocked, and didn’t understand that the “satisfaction and arrogant immortal” suddenly became a person who ridiculed the low-level monks.
“Senior… I don’t know the title of senior?” Brother Jindan looked confused, apparently because Chen He’s spirit was more real than a living person, and the situation that a few Bifangs were flying around was frightened. The cultivation world has not heard of it recently. Someone has fallen.
No, I have never heard of such a Mahayana monk.
While speaking, the city gate was near, and three black twisted characters hung high on it.
“Wangxiangcheng.”
As soon as Chen Hefu stepped in, someone screamed.
Beside the city gate, there are also decent gate officials and strange ghost pawns holding iron cables. This scream was made by that gate official.
An old face, Chen He has no impression.
“What are you bluffing!” The ghost in the official gown that led the way felt ashamed and immediately yelled at him.
The city gate officer is about to faint, he is trembling and doesn’t know what to call it: “Chen…you, demon…”
The ghost in the official gown was shocked: “How to say it, this is a god, how can it be rude?”
Chen He walked over blindly.
Wangxiang City is very big. Except for the plains, white banners of the shops are hung with black letters, which is not much different from the human world. There is a high platform in front of the city gate, straight into the fog, crying endlessly.
The Golden Core monk of the Heluo School stood there melancholy, and a few ghost soldiers came and urged:
“Can’t you go to Wangxiangtai? If you don’t, go to the city, don’t get in the way!”
“Uh, didn’t you cross the Naihe Bridge?” Brother Jindan couldn’t touch Bei.
“Just think about it, no one will stop you. It’s just that the longer you live in the underworld, the thicker you will be. I’m afraid that there will be no good things in the next life. If you want to start, go and reincarnate as soon as possible! In a few years you can’t stand these crying, dying, dying places.”
An old man who counted paper money at the gate of the city laughed, “There is no food or drink here, nothing to wear is useless, there is no other pastime except watching ghosts dancing, chopping ghosts for fun, who can live for a long time?”
“The fairy will also come to Huangquan?” Brother Jindan looked at Chen He’s back, still wondering in his heart.
The old man who counted paper money stretched his head, and said with some fear, “Is there really a fairy?”
The hand holding the paper money suddenly paused. The old man recounted the money in disbelief. He was furious and jumped up and shouted: “Xing Litian, you bastard, get out of here, you steal the old man again. Money!”