So What If You've Been Reborn?

Shi Feng stopped Venerable Huanjian, and Chen He went upstairs but came to the table of the Taoist priests of the Heluo Sect.

"you…"

The old man with long eyebrows hesitated to speak.

——Are you really a demon cultivator, have you ascended?The order of heaven was destroyed, so everything went back to hundreds of years ago?

The old man with long brows remembered that Tianyan used to call him the devil Chen He, but he changed his mind only after being reprimanded by him!

After getting along for many years, Changmei also knew that this little apprentice was not a pedantic person, let alone that he couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes and had a prejudice against demon cultivators.Due to emotion and reason, Tian Yan, who might become the leader of the Heluo Sect in the future, should call Chen He by his name, even if he doesn't call him fellow Taoist.It's really not good, so the Venerable can do it, but the devil...

Chen He not only fell into a demon, but also started killing, making him an enemy of the entire cultivation world?

The old man with long eyebrows was full of worry.

Others didn't know, but he knew that Chen He was indeed in danger of possessing a demon. If something went wrong with the fire in the stone in Yunzhou, and the fire burned Yunzhou, Chen He might only be possessed by a demon.If there is another rumor of Beixuan Secret Treasure, it is also possible that the cultivation world will collectively come to make trouble.

"Man, the water is cold, refill the pot of good tea!"

Chen Ho acted as if nothing had happened, and sat on the empty seat by the table.

With a towel on his shoulders in the Tiancui Garden, the guy carrying the big copper pot responded heartily, and after a while he came to the table with a smile on his face, and reported a series of tea names like singing.

"You don't need those famous names, just pick a pot of this year's new tea." Chen He waved his hand slightly, and looked up to find that the three Taoist priests were all staring at him in a daze, and their eyes followed Chen He's movements. Chen He couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

Forget about Tianyan with long eyebrows, why does Master Chixuan have that kind of expression?

"Hey, fellow Taoists!"

Chen He reminded him aloud, and then the eyes of the long-browed old man became very kind, smiling, and very relieved.

And Chi Xuan looked at Chen He as if he was looking at a whole golden mountain: what is the ascension, one ascension turned the world upside down, this is the real ability!Why didn't I find out that this junior was so capable?

"Boy Chen, I'm sorry for you." The old man with long eyebrows patted his shoulder, "You are very good, not bad! You didn't embarrass Heiyuangu."

The corners of Chen He's eyes twitched, what does this have to do with Heiyuangu?

That day when he left the Heluo faction, he pondered the true meaning of Tianyan's "You are not afraid, I am afraid" about Lei Jie.Unless he did something in his previous life that needed to be struck by lightning, the most feared thing in a monk's life is ascension to thunder disaster.

——Since he is a devil, why does he fly?

No, Chen He said in his heart, if the senior brother ascends early, even if he enters the way of magic, he must break the order of the world and resist the way of heaven!

When they first guessed the truth, the two brothers and sisters were also horrified beyond words.

When Chen Ho thought of how he huddled into his senior brother's arms that night, not letting go in fear, his ears couldn't help but heat up.

The staff of Tiancui Garden exchanged for a new pot of tea, the heat was diffused, and the fragrance of the tea was overflowing.

Chen He glanced at the opposite table on the second floor in the slightly drunken mist, and slowly drank a cup of tea - no matter what, he would always be with his senior brother.

"Chen He, why did you call those fellows here?" The long-browed old man pouted, looking at Mozun and his three masters and apprentices in distaste.

It just so happened that Venerable Huanjian took a gloomy look at this side.

Reverend Tianyan was startled, Reverend Chixuan held the fly whisk in his hand, his eyes were filled with coldness.

"Wait a minute!" Chen He hurriedly stopped.

If it weren't for the fear that the two tables would fight, he and Shi Feng wouldn't have shown up so early!

Even though he and his senior brother had figured out this play, Chen He still felt a little strange when he saw with his own eyes that Zheng Sheng and Mo Sheng were tossing and turning for Cheng Xian'er without thinking about eating and drinking.

"The Venerable Huanjian has a strange temperament. He just saw that you have bad intentions. Even the poor Taoist feels chilled when he sees him. You need to avoid him!" Chixuan Master reminded.

"Thank you." Chen Heli was thoughtful and calm, "But I know why Venerable Huanjian is hostile to me."

"Oh?"

"He's been thinking about it all his life!" Chen Ho hinted.

"Pfft haha!"

The old Taoist with long eyebrows hit the table and smiled, his eyes narrowed, "Regarding his age, Huanjian's life will not be long, and he will die 100 years earlier than the old Taoist. What he has been thinking about for a lifetime and has never been accomplished, you have achieved your wish, he How can I give you a good face?"

Master Chixuan also suddenly realized, and smiled: "Master, don't want to expose the faults of others."

"What's the matter with laughing at him?" The old man with long eyebrows snorted coldly, "Apprentice, pour tea! Our master and apprentice should have a cup to celebrate Huanjian Demon Lord for finding the way to heaven."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the other side provocatively.

When Daoist Tianyan was sweating on his forehead, there happened to be a gong and drum below, and the fourth fold began.

Venerable Huanjian opened his fan in a flash, pointed at the table opposite, and said to his two apprentices: "What do those stinky Taoist priests know? They are short-sighted, do you think that I am a jealous woman who waits for a chicken belly?"

Zhan Yuanqiu looked around silently.

Well, there are no female cultivators, otherwise my master's words would be enough to make enemies!

"The most difficult things in this world, some people can do it, some people can't do it, luck and luck are indispensable!" Venerable Huanjian said so, but the wind became stronger and stronger, and the few strands of hair of Venerable Cracking Sky were all blown away. Get blown up.

The latter still can't figure it out, why Cheng Xian'er in the play doesn't want Mo Sheng, and the master is so angry?

"This is the attitude of ...! Do you understand?"

Venerable Huanjian folded his fan, pointed at the top of his head, and snorted coldly: "Throughout the ages, how many warriors of the Mo family wanted to take the place of talented scholars and return with the beauties, but it was impossible! Finally became one, this The beauty wants to go back on her word!"

Venerable Huanjian became more and more angry.

The way of heaven reverses time and throws everyone back hundreds of years ago just to deny the fact that the magic cultivator ascended and make up for the loopholes in the destruction of the order of heaven and earth. This is too unreasonable!

Venerable Huanjian wanted to ascend to the point where he was about to think about the magic barrier, and before he could figure out the result, he was told that "the road is not going to work" and "even if you make it through, I will let you go back to the original place", of course he was so angry that he wanted to flip the table.

"My lord, don't be impatient, it's just a show." Shi Feng said lightly.

It's time to be irritable, he has already complained with his junior, and now he is naturally calm.

Huanjian took a deep breath, and then fanned the wind violently: "Hmph, listen to the opera!"

One sentence blocked the question that Venerable Lietian wanted to say.

The pipa is plucked lightly, like weeping and complaining.

Zheng Sheng took the stage with a piece of letterhead in his hand, and sang with a smile: "Yesterday Xue Tao wrote a piece of paper. There was a beautiful woman who claimed to be married. It is a miracle in the world that such a thing can happen. I am afraid that my classmate is playing with me! Every word and every sentence is true, but the lady is here. In the boudoir, how do you know that there is a marriage relationship thousands of miles away? There is no martial arts man in the next street, who can still be able to compare with me~~Really talented?"

He laughed again, rubbed the letter paper, and said to himself: "Put it in the furnace to start a fire."

The spectators of Tiancui Garden scolded and laughed when they heard the words.

"This stupid scholar actually burned the letter!"

"No wonder Zheng Sheng, Ms. Cheng made people trouble Mo for no reason, it's not like a joke!"

Although Zheng Sheng didn't take this letter into his heart, he still had a question in his heart, is Mo Wufu really capable?

Cheng Xian'er asked someone to bring silver taels to Zheng Sheng, and the latter finally felt that this was no longer a joke.

"Today I went to Beijing to take the imperial examination, and I went to that temple to ask for incense sticks! Hey, there is a fortune-telling booth here!" Zheng Sheng walked up to a heave teacher dressed as an old student, and sang on airs, "This is half a tael of silver, just ask about the future. Nah!"

The hexagram master looked at palmistry, stroked his beard and muttered, suddenly startled: "Young master is full of wealth and honor, with a beautiful wife and noble son, and a prominent fate in the court, but what's the matter - there is someone who will hate you for taking his wife!"

Zheng Sheng was shocked: "May I ask who it is?"

"The sun is in the sky, and the weeds are buried!" The hexagram master sighed, "My lord, your illustrious name has not been known to the world, and it will eventually return to the loess!"

"Nonsense!" Zheng Sheng was furious, yelling to go, and the heave master walked away angrily.

"The sky is at the height of the sun, and the weeds are buried, ah! Isn't this just a word!" Zheng Sheng was stunned.

The spectators were so excited that they didn't even pay attention to the guys coming to add water.

Then Zheng Sheng came to the capital in a hurry, and it happened that Cheng Xian'er was eager to see through, and the two met secretly in a ruined temple outside the city under the pretext of burning incense.

Cheng Xian'er is beautiful, Zheng Sheng has no reason to be unhappy.

"...and so on, it was all misunderstood by Baojing!" Cheng Xian'er told the details, then covered her face and wept.

"Miss, don't worry, I have the support of the lady, so I won't get sick in the examination room. The number one scholar in this department should be in my pocket!" Zheng Sheng said confidently.

Suddenly there was a sound of gongs and drums, and three or five servants and the prime minister came up to the stage: "Hey, take down that flower picker!"

"father!"

The prime minister said angrily: "You privately passed on the items and gave the silver taels just for this poor boy? What a bold scholar, you dare to abduct my daughter! If it wasn't for the good nephew of the Mo family who happened to see it, I would still be in the dark. You guys What if I don't want my face after doing such a thing?"

Zheng Sheng defended again and again: "My lord, don't get me wrong, when I am in Jinke High School, I will go to the prime minister's office to propose marriage!"

"Is there no shortage of people on the gold list? If you have fame and fame, seduce a noble lady in the boudoir, and you will be punished!" The prime minister sang, clasping his hands, "Even if the emperor is responsible, I will send you to the frontier, and I will take you down with me!"

"No, Zheng Lang—" Cheng Xian'er cried, and hastily took out the mirror and stuffed it into Zheng Sheng's hand, "I threw it in front of the Bodhisattva statue, please bless the Bodhisattva! Zheng Lang!"

Cheng Xian'er staggered and was taken down by the maid.

Zheng Sheng ran down the stage from the other side with his mirror in his arms, and the servants followed him.

The spectators of Tiancui Garden were dumbfounded for a while before someone exclaimed: "This is really a long journey!"

"Bah! All the good things were ruined by Mo Sheng."

Venerable Huanjian on the second floor smiled sullenly, crushed the melon seeds into powder one by one, and the Taoist priests of the Heluo faction on the opposite side drank cup after cup of tea.

"What's the ending?" The old man with long eyebrows asked sideways.

Chen He didn't answer, just smiled.

From the fifth fold, Zheng Sheng came on stage and sang:

"Miss is hard to repay affection, and the marriage of the precious mirror is wrong! I was begging the Bodhisattva for mercy in a temple in the capital, but I fell down the precious mirror. In a blink of an eye, I was in a poor home, and the spring was outside the window. The color was good, and the sky was bright. What the divination master said was correct. Mo Wufu is the catastrophe that hinders my future and marriage! It makes me and the young lady two times embarrassing! How can this enmity be settled?"

Then Zheng Sheng tried his best to trip Mo Sheng.

He tried his best to find out that the Mo family oppressed the tenants, contacted the students of the academy, and sued the Mo family, causing a lot of trouble.Immediately afterwards, Mo Sheng's family uncle who was an official in the court was also impeached by the censor to the heaven for favoritism and fraud.

After a lively play, the spectators of Tiancui Garden were beaming with joy, feeling happy, thinking that the wicked will suffer, and the talented and the beautiful will write a good story smoothly.

"Who made it up?" Venerable Huanjian gritted his teeth.

The old man with long eyebrows looked at Tian Yan in embarrassment, and opened his mouth to ask.

"Wait a minute, Daoist, you can only ask Daoist Brother Tianyan whether this play is good or not! Otherwise!" Chen He pointed to the top of his head.

Master Tianyan's face turned blue: "Okay!"

He figured it out!Venerable Li Yan survived the thunder calamity back then, and Li Ying ascended smoothly, but the law of heaven did not allow it.

In other words, he wasn't, was, was, angry, dead at all!

His dignified and righteous leader did not die, but was thrown back more than 400 years ago! !Really foolishly thinking about how to deal with Venerable Li Yan! !

——Fortunately, he is relatively poor, so he first thought about catching monsters to make money as a teacher!

In the sixth fold, Zheng Sheng, who was wearing a scarlet number one scholar robe, visited the prime minister's mansion happily, and came to propose marriage.

"The number one scholar fell in love with me wrongly, but my daughter..." the Prime Minister sighed and said, "My daughter refused to marry Lord Li Xiaohou, and committed suicide a few months ago!"

"Ah!" Zheng Sheng staggered back three steps, "This, how could this happen?"

Then she sang sadly: "I will send the letter to the capital, and I will propose marriage as soon as I get on the gold list! Why don't you wait long, miss, and throw your life lightly into hell?"

"Zheng Zhuangyuan said, but this letter?"

The prime minister took out a stack of letter paper and asked angrily, "Where did my house come from the treasure mirror, and how did my daughter know the son? You are full of ridiculous words, and the little girl rubbed the letter paper in anger, saying that her boudoir's reputation has been ruined, and the marriage is not love, so she committed suicide that night." What a thief, come on, take him down left and right!"

The servants dragged Zheng Sheng down, and the prime minister also left.

The erhu's melancholy tune was played, and a moment later Zheng Sheng was dressed in white, carrying his bag and turned his head step by step, and the clapper in the background knocked repeatedly: "The prime minister angrily sued the Jinluan Palace, Zheng Zhuangyuan's life is safe, his hard-earned achievements have been lost, and he is full of sadness and hard to tell , The love is in the wind. This is the long-term hatred of the marriage, the young lady’s love, and the love, talking about a karmic meeting, singing a song of joy and sorrow! Dear judges, thank you for joining us!"

On the second floor, Shi Feng put the teacup on the table, and said lightly, "If you're too busy with revenge, no one will get Cheng Xian!"

All the monks held their breath in their chests for a moment, staring dumbfounded.

Long eyebrows stared at Tian Yan, who silently rolled his eyes: If you are a poor Taoist, you will become a fairy!What revenge! !