So What If You've Been Reborn?

Gray and black smoke enveloped the surrounding fields. The bare branches of the dry old trees were curved and hideous. At first Shi Feng thought they were dead trees, but when he noticed someone passing by, the branches immediately moved.

Countless fireflies of different shapes floated from the tree trunk, staring at Shi Feng and the others with pairs of empty eyes.

The monsters that were following behind were startled away by Bi Fang, and only the unwilling demon cultivators were left. When they saw the strange shape of the dead tree, they were overjoyed and took out the magic weapon to collect the fireflies.

The phantom of the firefly immediately dispersed, turned into a mist, and re-entered the tree trunk.

"Soul nourishing wood."

In the past 300 years in the Immortal Palace above Kunlun, Shi Feng has understood everything in the Immortal World besides cultivation.

"Those immortals who are about to go through catastrophe are willing to spend all their wealth to get a piece of soul-nourishing wood to protect them. Although it is only useful for Xuanxian and below, it is very rare in the fairy world. Many years ago, half a tree was sold in Kunlun. It took less than a day. Was it sold out?"

"So, our master and apprentice have become rich?" Nan Hongzi touched his chin and asked, "There are fish in the fire, and sheep for the teacher?"

"I'm afraid I can't."

Shi Feng ruthlessly broke his master's expectations: "The color of the soul-cultivating wood is dark purple, and it is full of vitality. What about the one in front of you?"

The trunks twisted weirdly, like silent cries stretching to the sky when they were dying, tens of thousands of fireflies lingering around the branches, lingering with a dark dead air.

This is no longer a tree for cultivating souls, but a wood for imprisoning souls. The dead monster Moxiu rests here, wanting to regain a body.

"The fairyland is different from the human world. Those who stand here have at least survived the calamity."

He will not be easily intimidated, and even if he remains in awe and runs away in fear of causing trouble, his heart is filled with unwillingness.

"That's not bad. Do you still remember the little fairy in Liuyan Mountain who vowed to kill all the alchemists?" Nan Hongzi looked at those Yinghuo, and Shi Shiran walked through this area, "It seems that the perseverance is commendable, but That is the epitome of the fairy world, everyone has a heart of unwillingness, if you are poor and do nothing, and find a deserted mountain, the days will pass. Once you get the treasure, everyone will become that kind of person."

It's not bad, and it's not good either.

The order of the fairy world is more difficult to establish than that of the human world.

It is more difficult for the mind to adapt to a bad place if it has been a master.

If the fairyland is just a cage like the carp said, then the fairyland outside the enchantment is the world that the immortals tried their best to create. Even if there are disputes, they can live on no matter what.The Cang Jieyuan in the enchantment is what the prison should look like. These existences that transcend the heavenly way of the small world kill each other, and there will never be peace.

Cang Jieyuan was not completely barren.

The spiritual plant that had absorbed the primordial energy of chaos was gnawed to pieces as soon as it emerged.

The three of Shi Feng traveled along the way, scaring away many of these foraging monsters—the roots of Lingzhi have been dug out, and there is no saying in Cang Jieyuan that it will be reserved for the future, as soon as you can improve your strength, who knows Can I live to the future.

It is not wrong to eat the unripe fruit, but if you wait by the side, you may lose your life along with it.

Of course, this also breeds a kind of monster, which lurks beside Lingzhi and waits for the rabbit.

Li Yan has been silent all the time, these life and death made him even more confused.

Why did the demons weave such a fairy world?Isn't the more perfect and addictive the better?

He never stayed in the former Great Snow Mountain Beixuan Sect for a day, and the ruins are still there, and he once looked for them.

Shouldn't the inner demon turn him into a teenager when the three masters and apprentices recovered the Beixuan sect?

Or to put it more simply, going back in time, the Beixuan faction has not been destroyed. Wouldn't it be better for them to spend their days leisurely and peacefully on the Daxue Mountain?

"Quicker."

Nan Hongzi was a little uneasy, he stared at the dark sky, always felt that Bi Fang would not give up easily, and when it came again, it must be even more difficult.

Seven thousand miles is not a particularly long distance for an immortal.

But there is no light here, and it is difficult to tell the direction.

Li Yan suddenly felt his feet sinking, his body seemed to be sucked by something, he looked down, and saw a huge toad-like monster crawling out of the mud, its swollen belly showed that it was absorbing the vitality of chaos.

"Avoid!"

There is no need for Shi Feng to remind, Li Yan has seen many monsters in the human world, and those tricks come and go, and they can't escape their original form.

The black purple poisonous mist sprayed out by the toad, condensed into a giant ball, was split open by Li Yan at will.

Looking down at the bow and knife, Li Yan felt that this weapon was not satisfactory (after all, it was a fairy weapon), but his body was a little strange, and his strength was far greater than before, but when fighting, he was not as flexible as he remembered.

——The heart demon wants him to think that this is the fairy world, but can't give him equal strength?

Li Yan raised the knife calmly, disturbed the poisonous mist again, and fell down, stepping on the toad's forehead with his flaming foot, Shi Zhonghuo showed a painful expression.

It's not uncomfortable, it's the greasy feeling of the evil mud on the toad's body, which makes it feel really bad here.

The mud was tumbling, and Li Yan's body was not stained at all. He controlled the strength and adapted to the strength of this body. The magic cultivator originally used to steal the spiritual energy for his own use. Chen Ho happened to have some insights from the water spirit vein before.

An endless stream of chaotic vitality gathered in his palm.

Li Yan can't use its powerful power, but it's not bad to use it as a weapon.

——Shocking the primordial energy of chaos, the monsters didn't feel anything. Absorbing the primordial energy of chaos and controlling the fighting of the monsters was no different from the trick that the toad used to drag him down from the sky in the first place, and it wasn't enough.

Looking at the vitality flowing between the fingers indifferently, feeling and scrambling for the source of the vitality.

The monster struggling under its feet, um, and...

Li Yan paused slightly, and the corners of his lips were curved upwards. This smile was emotionless and made people feel chills all over.

The left hand hangs down, behind the back.

The long hair broke free from the tie, and was stirred up by the chaotic vitality, and Li Yan glanced at his black hair with great interest.After leaving the fragments of the small world, his hair was all white, and this black color was even a little strange to him.

The vitality gathered more and more, and the color changed from gray and black to rich.

--It's now!

Li Yan pressed down on the monster's head, forcing it to sink into the mud, followed the direction of the faint but unaffected vitality that he felt just now, and slapped the toad down hard.

The swamp exploded, and the evil mud even smashed the feathers of a demon bird flying in the sky, forcing it to spin and land.

The toad's huge body was wrapped in the ball of vitality gathered by Li Yan, and he fell to one place in a daze, and then the vitality in his body was pulled by something strangely, and he was too clumsy to jump up.

The bow and knife infused with immortal essence pierced the toad's wide-open mouth, and the jet-black blood that spewed out was extremely stinky.

What flowed out of the wound was not only blood, but also the tyrannical Yuanli of this monster. The Yuanli was cultivated in Cangjieyuan for hundreds of years. The toad shrunk in horror and wanted to escape, but was firmly imprisoned. in that place.

"The leylines..."

Li Yan said to himself, this concept suddenly appeared in his mind.

The leylines of the fairy world absorb vitality and aura endlessly, and those who are close to the ground are lazy because they don't worry about not having enough aura.

If there are many spiritual veins converging in one place, there are too many monks and few porridge, or if this spiritual vein is hidden deep in the ground, and only a few places can absorb spiritual energy, it will be extremely cruel, and any immortal who gets close will suffer greatly from it.

Li Yan couldn't grab the primordial energy of chaos, of course it was the earth veins.

He generously sent a "big meal" to his "mouth" along the direction of the earth's veins to absorb the spiritual energy. This earth's veins had no sense of being here, but he "smiled" happily.

The power was constantly being lost, and the toad struggled in every possible way in shock, and finally abandoned his body, and his spirit came out——

Li Yan chopped off a prisoner tree next to the swamp, and threw it out steadily, and the toad's soul was sucked in like a firefly.

With a wave of his right hand, the real fire of samadhi engulfed the Prisoner's Soul Wood, and the soul that was already inside made a long mournful cry together with the toad, but the fire became more intense.

The monsters in the depths of the swamp were alarmed.

The bubbles kept popping out, and some of them were just running away. Li Yan didn't care what they were doing. In a blink of an eye, there was a circle of empty bodies lying on the ground veins, and the prisoner's soul wood was chopped to pieces.

Take a step and kill anyone who stands in the way, this is Li Yan's temperament.

In addition, he thought this place was a dreamland of demons, so he didn't even consider avoiding caution.

When the demon toad was dying, Nan Hongzi wanted to say something, but when he saw that the road in front of him was burned by the fire in the stone, he simply gave up persuading him, stroked his beardless chin, and said to the onlookers: "Just look at it. ?”

"He has depression in his heart, so why not let him vent it?" Shi Feng said lightly, "Besides, this speed is not much different from our rushing out."

After speaking, he walked along the cleared swamp path.

Nan Hongzi felt redundant again, and looked down at Shi Zhonghuo.

Although Pangdun was squatting beside him, Chen He still used his strength. After burning so much, he was too tired to make a sound—the stronger the existence, the stronger the soul, just like eating nuts is hard. He was very dissatisfied with the soul that was stuffed into the fire and could still howl after burning for half a day.

The poisonous mist in front of it slowly dissipated, and layers of white spider webs appeared under the firelight.

Li Yan didn't even look at it, and waved his hand to break open.

As a result, the strands were tenacious and tried to wrap around the blade, even if Li Yan was a catastrophe, he dared to chop and turn over anyone who was under his feet at will, and it didn't matter, he pierced the net with a few strokes.

A giant black spider rushed from the depths of the web, looking menacing.

"Chong!"

The bow and knife smashed sparks on the spider.

The black spider trembled in pain, and not to be outdone, sprayed out more spider silk, but after spraying halfway, it suddenly stopped, and the spider silk was dragged to the ground, which was very ridiculous.

Then the body twisted suddenly, revealing the human face pattern on the black spider's back, as well as six bright red eyes juxtaposed.

"Chen...Chen He?"

The black spider snapped its ferocious jaws, and then stretched out a few legs to pull the spider silk back.

Li Yan looked at it coldly and didn't answer.

At this time, Shi Feng followed up, just in time for the black spider to straighten the bead silk in a "busy pace".

In the lair behind the spider, an ice-white hand gently tore open the spider web, and Shen Yubai walked out.

"Friend Daoist Shi, it's been a long time."

The owner of Feiqiong Island is the same as many years ago. Even though this place is a swamp, he is still gorgeously dressed, elegant, and looks like a good woman.

"You go in!" Black Spider stretched out a leg and pushed Shen Yubai, angrily shouted, "Your smell! How many more monsters do you want to attract to make trouble?"

"..."

Shen Yubo retreated silently.

As soon as the black spider turned around, the voice became gentle: "Fellow Daoist Shi, please come inside quickly, I will come back after weaving the web again, please forgive me for my negligence."