So What If You've Been Reborn?

The red color on the outside of the wooden box has not faded after thousands of years, but there are some slight marks on the box body, and there is a flat depression on the top of the box that can be seen by the naked eye.

Shi Feng didn't even have the interest to take a second look at the jade plaque, but just stroked these unusual traces carefully.

The sharp and cold breath made him have no time to think about it, and the person had drifted to the outside.

——I saw a long sword that was also wrapped in a thick black cloth in the hands of Venerable Huanjian. The intimidating aura came from the sword that had not been sheathed.

"You can take the secret treasure. If you want the Wannian Mirage Orb, it depends on my mood."

As the black cloth slowly loosened, killing intent overflowed, Shi Feng casually threw the box into the mustard seed magic weapon.

There are many opinions about the title of Venerable Huanjian in the comprehension world.

The most reliable and most useless one is that this venerable is using a sword that is comparable to a fairy weapon.But no one knows what the sword looks like and what magical powers it possesses.

Even about the Mirage Bead, Shi Feng heard the valley owner inadvertently say it when he arrived in Heiyuan Valley. At that time, Chen Ho hadn't stumbled and fell off the Motian Cliff. It was purely because everyone in Heiyuan Valley was curious about it.

"No one has seen the sword of the number one master of the devil?"

"The problem is not with the sword." Heiyuan Valley Master touched his chin and said, "Hanjian Venerable has so many mirage beads that can be used as a slingshot. If you are lucky, if the ten thousand year mirage beads are not on the sword—"

From then on, everyone was stunned.

Master Huanjian's raccoon is both appearance and bait...

The pavilion vibrated, the blue mantle dragging the ground was cut into several pieces by the invisible sharp energy, the water waves on the lake surface shot out, and more than ten water jets flew into the sky in an instant, alarming the entire mansion.

A strange and dull sound, hidden in the sound of water waves.

But to Shi Feng, it was as obvious as thunder in a dark night.

Shi Feng flew back again, and the Mahayana period's true energy flow had been psychic with the heavens and the earth. Suddenly, the chilling and cold breath of death spread.The only thing that can be seen is that the plum trees by the lake are withered, and pieces of red petals are scattered down, turning into black ash before reaching the ground.

"Zheng."

There was a slight buzzing sound, and the tip of the sword with water droplets was clearly in sight.

Shi Feng's eyesight was so sharp that he could even see that the water drop was not thrown from the lake at all - there was water in Venerable Huanjian's scabbard!These crystal clear water drops lingered on the sword body, reflecting the strange scenery of the lake, the fairy sword seemed distorted and deformed, and the true appearance could not be seen at all.

Shi Feng raised his palm, and the white flame quickly ignited.

Nirvana destroyed Yuan Kung, pressed down with one palm, the waves of the water slumped, and with a loud bang, all of them fell back to the surface of the lake, breaking down the Jiuqu Viewing Bridge.

When the magic cultivator in the mansion rushed over, he saw only the dark clouds in the night sky cleared, the wind and snow disappeared, and the energy, water mist, mud and stones flew everywhere.The vision of heaven and earth caused by the battle between masters in the Mahayana period can only be confined to a small area, the water pavilions and pavilions and the periphery of the plum forest, not a single tile has fallen, and there is no shock.

After the sword edge was swung, the rest of the momentum actually extinguished the white flame, and Shi Feng's expression finally changed.

"The true water of the four seas!"

But it doesn't matter if it can extinguish the fire in the wood, even he himself can't find a way to restrain the Nirvana Qi Yuan Kung Fu.

The breath rolled close to Shi Feng's side, and he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

Various sundries were suspended in the void, including plum tree branches and large broken stone bridge piers, which immediately turned into dust when the palm wind passed by.

In an instant, Shi Feng felt that the palm wind was torn apart by thousands of sword strikes, and the irresistible breath of death was forced to disperse. However, Venerable Huanjian attacked so actively, and he also gave up the strict defense of his area.

The air flow is half sharp, half stagnant, constantly fighting with each other, in the eyes of the demon cultivators, it is like the true essence of different colors turning into a fierce beast, biting and fighting fiercely. Whenever one side has a slight advantage, it is inevitable Suffering a counterattack, it is hard to tell the winner.

"Here, who is this?"

The demon cultivators all changed their colors and looked at each other in panic.

Venerable Huanjian is the second venerable of the Demonic Dao, and Venerable Cracking Heaven in front is actually his apprentice. This is not a secret in the Demonic Dao.In fact, the way of magic is not ranked by high and low points of cultivation, nor is it possible for any Mahayana demon cultivator to call himself a demon master. Venerable Venerable, first of all, he must have powerful subordinates and a large number of loyal subordinates.

If he hadn't made a sudden move 300 years ago to drive the prominent generations of Qiankun Temple out of the Central Plains, and after the establishment of the new dynasty, let his power penetrate into the secular court, and even run to become a national teacher himself, then Huanjian The Venerable is the number one master of magic, and he can't get the title of Venerable.

The name is false, but the strength is real!

The demon cultivators were horrified, because they couldn't figure out, who in the world could have a close fight with Venerable Huanjian?

Although it is said that if a master in the Mahayana period fights life and death, he will not see the result within three days and three nights, but the great achievements of Venerable Huanjian are really brilliant.

300 years ago, there were two masters of the Mahayana stage in Qiankun Temple, and at the same time, Qiankun Temple had good friends with several sects. A total of five Mahayana stage practitioners could be pieced together. Venerable Huanjian fought five in one battle, and two of them died on the spot The soul disappeared, and the other person died not long after being rescued.The other two were wounded and retreated, those who lost their temper, and those who failed to cross the tribulation, have all died to this day.Master Huanjian's terrifying reputation made the whole comprehension world terrified.

The most feared person is Ji Hong.

The people who went to the gravel beach with him were all dead except Li Zan. Although Venerable Huanjian brought them back after getting the secret treasure, Ji Hong was still keenly aware of the uneasiness.

Seeing that the plan of apprenticeship is about to be completed, Ji Hong is still tossing and turning.

After hearing the noise and rushing out tonight, while the others were still surprised by the identity of the intruder, Ji Hong's mind was buzzing, his eyes turned black and he almost passed out.

——Even in the previous life, there was only one person who dared to break into Venerable Huanjian to snatch things gorgeously.

The future Venerable Li Yan, Chen He.

"It's impossible!" Ji Hong tried his best to calm himself down.

At this moment, neither Shi Feng nor Venerable Huanjian had done their best.

There is always an end to the temptation...

The blade covered with water droplets shook slightly, and the crystal water droplets that remained motionless in the whirling air burst suddenly, and the scattered white mist instantly engulfed everything.

——Mirage beads, transformed from mirage air spit out by monster clams in the sea.

Near a reef island in the South China Sea, shipwrecks frequently occur, ships dare not approach, and thick fog persists all year round.There are a large group of psychic clams here, swallowing mirage, and transforming into a thousand kinds of magnificent scenes, tempting the ship to get lost.

If there are ten thousand year mirage pearls in the world, they must come from here.

The Jedi of Kyushu is Chifeng Desert, Manshan Bottomless Cave, and mirages.

Using the real water of the four seas as a shell to seal the mirage beads, the title of the Huanjian Venerable is itself a trap.The scabbard is not filled with water, and the body of the sword is not water droplets.

Shi Feng watched calmly, ignoring the scene surrounded by white smoke.

He originally thought that the mirage bead was refined into a magic weapon by Venerable Huanjian and inlaid on the sword, because the mirage needs to be nourished, if it is not used immediately, it must be properly sealed.Venerable Huanjian would not use something as precious as Wannian mirage pearl without a strong enemy, so Shi Feng decided to grab it by force while Venerable Huanjian was not at home.

Of course, it is also a strong grab now.

Suddenly there was heavy snow in front of my eyes, and the scenery of the water pavilion was replaced by mountains and mountains, and everywhere was frozen.

Familiar faces and figures walked past Shi Feng.These people talked and laughed as they did when they were alive, but before they could speak to Shi Feng, they turned into white smoke and disappeared.

In front of Shi Fengnier's Qi Yuan Kungfu, it was instantly clear whether he was alive or dead.

Shi Feng could even distinguish the direction of the cold sword's edge in the white smoke—it really was a good fairy sword, which could obscure the perception of a cultivator, and even arouse inner demons.

With a press of his fingers, he firmly caught Jianfeng.

Sure enough, as Shi Feng expected, Venerable Huanjian didn't fill his sword with real energy, even if he stabbed himself, it would be just a wound of flesh and blood, not a hindrance to the soul.

"Why should your lord be lenient?" Shi Feng frowned.

Didn't even fight a game, and the opponent let the water go.No one will be happy to change.

"I'm not showing mercy, you have no demons."

"It's just that my Yuan Gong is special."

"The ghost king of Mang Mountain is haunted by death, so he can't be a sword." Venerable Huanjian was a little unhappy, "I am always too lazy to be an enemy of someone who has no regrets in his life."

The white smoke cleared away, and Shi Feng also saw the true colors of the sword up close.

The sword body is colorful under the light, but it is not beautiful.To be precise, it is the uneven color inside the clam shell, which is obviously a magic weapon refined from the shell of the demon clam.

Shi Feng let go of his hand.

Venerable Huanjian twitched his fingers at will, and the real water of the four seas wrapped the mirage bead again, like a flowing stream of clear water, and put it into the sheath along with the sword. There was only a thumb-sized bead surrounded by white smoke floating in the air.

"Ten Thousand Years Mirage Pearl."

Venerable Huanjian waved his hand indifferently: "I still have a box, if you count the thousand-year-old mirage beads, it will be no problem to fill this lake."

The lake has dried up, and there is only a big pit in place.

Shi Feng glanced at it, took out a few ingots of gold and threw them into the pit, covered his sleeves, picked up the mirage beads, and left without looking back.

The vision of heaven and earth disappeared, the wind and snow fell again, and the afterimage of the red clothes disappeared in an instant.The demon cultivators only saw a figure from the back, and when they were in doubt, they saw Venerable Huanjian standing in the water pavilion, pointing to the gold in the pit and said arrogantly, "What are you doing in a daze, quickly take it out and give it to me!" Find a craftsman to repair the garden overnight!"

"Respect... Your Majesty."

"Ok?"

"Dare to ask who is the arrogant person, dare to-"

"In the world, there are people in red who can receive the sword of the venerable, except for the remaining blood demons of the Beixuan sect, who else is there?" Ji Hong said suddenly, and all the demon cultivators looked at him in surprise, and they all came to their senses.

Ji Hong's face turned pale, but he was very calm.

If you want to be Venerable Huanjian's apprentice, how can you do it without being in the limelight? Venerable Huanjian has a thorny temper, so you need to do what you like.

In the chaotic battle in the previous world of comprehension, it was the Venerable Huanjian who got the Beixuan Secret Treasure in the end. The Venerable Huanjian opened it immediately, laughed three times and left, leaving a group of people dumbfounded and at a loss. Only then did I see the truth of Beixuan Secret Treasure.

At that time, even if the catastrophe was struck on the spot, it would not be worth the shock of everyone at that time.

——Hanjian Venerable's lifelong wish was nothing more than ascension. He snatched the Beixuan Secret Treasure, which he hoped would help him ascend, but in the end it was all in vain.It should be impossible to say that you don't hate the Beixuan Sect.

Ji Hong quickly calculated in his heart, and said respectfully on his face: "The blood demon is frivolous. Many years ago, he slaughtered his relatives and teachers, and he can do anything."

"Ah."

Venerable Huanjian was indifferent, and returned to his room with a flick of his sleeves.

Behind the paper screen, Venerable Huanjian sat at the bottom of the steps and asked the two shadow puppets to squat together and murmur: "There are such interesting people in the world who kill relatives and teachers, but have no demons."

"Idiot, as soon as the blood demon shows up, I can see that he is not a demon cultivator... Now I can test it out!"