So What If You've Been Reborn?

"Ah!"

The young man who was drinking and eating food in the warm and noisy restaurant suddenly sneezed heavily.

Ji Hong paused, and looked at him with weird eyes—even if a cultivator goes to a place where the epidemic is raging, he will not get sick immediately, but the Venerable Sky Splitter was only blown by the cold wind for a while, and drank two jugs of strong wine.

"It's okay!" The young man raised his legs and swayed casually, just like every street ruffian, he is extremely unrecognizable, he picks and chooses with chopsticks when eating, "The old man is probably swearing again, don't care about him."

Ji Hong didn't speak and continued to drink.

He took out a pair of dice from the storage bag, and played with them unconsciously.

The young man glanced at him: "Your fingers are quite flexible, do you want to consider learning how to touch your purse like me?"

Ji Hong looked at him in surprise.

"As the old saying goes, out of ten bets, nine losers! I don't think you have much money, so you might as well continue to gamble with someone's purse in the gambling shop, and you can play for a while longer." The boy snorted, "You don't have much money in this small town. I also understand that the people gathered here are all servants of ordinary and powerful families, besides, we demon cultivators, what cause and effect are we afraid of!"

"This—" Ji Hong pretended to be excited, but also struggling.

But in the end he still shook his head: "I don't have much money, and I even stayed in the gambling house for so long. Now I have completed my foundation and will form an alchemy soon, so this is the most important thing."

The boy chewed the duck meat, nodded, and said nothing.

There is still a touch of appreciation in the eyes...

The six venerables of the Demon Dao all have their own powers. The most troublesome thing for these demon venerables is not the improvement of their own strength. Anyway, they are almost at the level of the Mahayana period, and they will not be able to soar if they improve.

Loyal subordinates are easy to find, and loyal, smart and capable subordinates are really scarce.

Due to the ethos of the magic way, the demon cultivators under the same venerable have to fight for power and power, and engage in internal friction, resulting in a lot of smart people, but few who can really figure it out.

Those who can be killed out of many intrigues, their brains will not be too bad, and their strength must be passable. As long as their loyalty is confirmed, the venerables will accept it with a smile, but this is just a selection criterion, and the specific performance is still mixed.

Ji Hong is deeply scheming and doing ulterior motives, but he himself is indeed a rare talent.

He looks good, has a good temperament, and more importantly - he can match what he likes!

When all the dishes on the table were cleared away, the young man lazily leaned back on the chair, picked his teeth and said, "I see that you are only one step away from forming the alchemy, and you are full of aura, but you lack something, so you haven't entered yet." territory?"

"Fellow Daoist, you're joking. How can a magic cultivator like me expect any kind of help from heaven and earth when he forms an alchemy?" Ji Hong laughed at himself and put down his glass, "It's just that it's easy to form an alchemy. We must quickly consolidate our cultivation, my master who died early did not teach me the exercises of the golden core stage, and even the late stage of foundation establishment was practiced by myself."

He sighed and shook his head.

Ji Hong's words are very realistic, the demon cultivators did not put so much effort into teaching their apprentices, and some demon cultivators even treated their disciples as servants.I don't want to see the progress of the apprentices, let alone teach them additional exercises.

The young man tilted his head, held the cup in his mouth and said vaguely: "Oh, with so many subordinates under Huanjian, fellow Taoists are not like incompetent people, so they can't grab a good mental method?"

Ji Hong smiled, and threw the dice held by his fingers on the table.

A black six and a red four.

"If I only plan to live for 200 years, I can naturally find any useful exercises and learn them first. In this world, intelligence is nothing, strength must come first." Ji Hong put on a look of disappointment , sighed, poked the four-pointed dice and said, "Then in the late stage of Jindan, you have to look for the Nascent Soul method. Now you have fewer choices. The skills that barely meet the nature of the true essence cannot be 100% in the end. appropriate."

Finally, put your finger on the six-point black dice:

"Gambling is only about points, not color. We monks, how can we be so casual. In the end, I either did not match my skills and couldn't make progress, or I became mad and died due to disordered true energy."

The interest in the boy's eyes grew a little more.

He didn't pat his chest to make sure, nor did he give Ji Hong any solution. He just responded with a lot of huh, praised the fellow Taoist for his long-term vision, and there was no more to say.

Ji Hong didn't feel annoyed, nor did he continue to dwell on this topic, and immediately started talking about the scenery and anecdotes of the capital.

——The Venerable Sky Splitter was observing Ji Hong without any trace.

As the number one venerable of the demonic way, he is not a fool to deceive. Of course, venerable Ji Hong has guessed whether Ji Hong deliberately made friends with him.

But for one thing, only a few people know about his habit of pretending to steal things.

Secondly, even if you know that he has this habit, it is impossible to know what kind of face Venerable Lietian will appear in!

Thirdly, Venerable Lietian and Venerable Huanjian are mentors and apprentices in name, but their subordinates compete for territory and influence without any compromise, and the two have never shown a trace of intimacy on big occasions.

For demon cultivators, apprentices are sometimes the master's property, servants and subordinates.

Venerable Lietian has become independent, and in the eyes of the demons, this kind of behavior is to hang signs on his head that say "I am not the same as Master" and "We are not at odds with each other and our hatred is as deep as the sea".

Moreover, cultivators are beyond the world, and they never do such things as New Year's greetings. Who would have thought that Venerable Lietian would come to see his master on the second day of the new year?Then he sulked because Venerable Huanjian retreated, and ran to the nearest gambling house to have fun?

If it is not a coincidence, to meet this series of conditions, there is only one answer: this person was sent by Venerable Huanjian to play him.

According to the tacit understanding between the master and the apprentice, Venerable Lietian believed that Venerable Huanjian would not tell the truth, and at most secretly urged Ji Hong to wait for him in this gambling house.

Aware of this possibility, Venerable Lie Tian paid more careful attention to Ji Hong.

——In the middle of Ji Hong's arms, he expected Venerable Lietian to come up with such a wrong perception.

One must know that the tempers of the six venerables of the Demon Dao are all a bit weird. He thinks that his acting is perfect, but he still wants to prevent the venerable Lietian from feeling that it is not safe to cover up his eyes.

Ji Hong couldn't afford to lose this bet.

Let Venerable Lietian think that Ji Hong was sent by Venerable Huanjian, Ji Hong's life was saved.

According to Ji Hong's plan, the next thing will be simple. When Venerable Huanjian is out of the customs, the master and apprentice said that it was really a coincidence that there was no such thing. Ji Hong, who had been registered in front of him, exposed this little habit again, which won the favor of the two venerables. He wanted to worship the venerable Huanjian as his teacher, and the success rate increased greatly.

With a smile on his face, Ji Hong seemed unaware of the scrutiny of the teenagers around him, telling anecdotes from all over the world, and anecdotes from the cultivation world, making casual comments, acting tepid, not deliberately showing off, but also quite annoying. feel unique.

The two came out of the tavern and walked along the street for a while. The young man suddenly said: "It's too late to meet fellow Taoist, and I can't help but want to join Venerable Huanjian. To Yuanying, I don't know if you can point out the way."

"This—" Ji Hong seldom hesitated, with a sincere expression, "there must be a way, but it can't be called a bright way. I am the son of an official. My whole family was imprisoned when I was young. I was going to be exiled outside the Great Wall because of my good bones. , Only then was rescued by the dead master. I have been in the capital for more than ten years, barely struggling to gain some power, and I can't rank under the command of the venerable. If you don't give up, fellow Taoists, come here!"

The young man rolled his eyes and changed his words: "Not long after I came to the capital, I heard that Venerable Huanjian fought against the Gorefiend for Beixuan Mibao. I don't know if Venerable was injured."

Venerable Huanjian retreated this time with the excuse of healing his wounds.

Although Ji Hong didn't believe it, he also felt that Venerable Huanjian wanted to retreat and break through, and then fight against the blood demon.

Seeing the young man's questioning at this moment, Ji Hong immediately shut his mouth, showing a look of indifference, and said vaguely: "The matter of the Beixuan secret treasure is just a rumor spread by Daxueshan. The venerable is very good, so there is no harm."

His appearance greatly won Venerable Lie Tian's favor.

——Don't talk too much, don't leak information, and don't use secrets as talking points. Such a person is simply a good subordinate that every demon king likes.

The young man was happy, and immediately rounded up the words, "I just heard the rumors, and I was curious about the Beixuan Secret Treasure. This treasure has been accumulated for 8000 years. How can it not be fascinating?"

"This... fellow daoist, don't blame me for being shallow and deep. Although the treasure is good, you have to have your life to get it." Ji Hong said solemnly, "Juniors like me in the foundation building stage and Jindan stage, even Shi Zhong There is no need to think about fire, let alone Beixuan Secret Treasure."

The boy laughed loudly, patting Ji Hong's shoulder continuously, feeling very satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

——He was thinking about how to abduct Master, a subordinate, to him.

"Fellow Daoist never asked me about my background, but I forced you to answer other questions just now. I was wrong. Come on, let's continue to have fun!"

Ji Hong smiled and readily agreed, then took out something like black charcoal, disguised himself again, and led the boy along the dark alleys to drill those shady underground gambling houses and brothels.

It snowed for four full days.

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, when the lanterns were held, the snow stopped.

In a small town on the outskirts of Beijing, in front of the Zuichun Tower hung with strings of red lanterns, there is a strong smell of corrupted fat and food, as well as wine and vegetables.

Shi Feng pulled Chen Ho, who was looking out curiously, behind him, and asked with a sullen expression, "Your Honor, is your apprentice here?"

Huanjian Venerable still had that lucky baby mask on his face. Like Shi Feng, he had cast a spell on himself, and ordinary people turned a blind eye to his strange attire. At the end of the long street, carriages kept pulling out of this brothel for days. Some people rolled up their sleeves excitedly and came straight to the red lantern.

"That's right, my apprentice and I each hold a magic weapon, so we can find each other." Venerable Huanjian was very calm.

"Wait? The disciple knows about this plan?"

"No, how could he know that I framed him!"

"..."

Venerable Huanjian went on to say: "My apprentice must carry a magic weapon, and my magic weapon is placed in a closed room at home."

Shi Feng, Chen He: ...

Now they believe that Venerable Huanjian is the brother of the Lord of the Heiyuan Valley, and they must be relatives!

"But here, is there something strange?" Shi Feng frowned. He had never heard that Venerable Lietian was that kind of absurd demon cultivator, so he immediately reminded Venerable Huanjian with good intentions—there should be nothing wrong with the apprentice, right?The other party is so deliberate, or is it a reverse trap?

"It's not strange, my apprentice has some strange hobbies and often comes here." Venerable Huanjian said calmly.

Shi Feng's face turned even darker.

Just imagine what kind of eccentricity needs to come to this place of fireworks?

Shi Feng regretted bringing his junior with him.

The first is that he no longer feels at ease entrusting Chen Ho to the care of the Heluo Sect. The second is that Ji Hong is only in a small foundation building stage. ?

——Who knew that after going around in circles, they ran to such a place!

"Fellow Daoist Shi Feng, don't be too clingy to young people. Zimo's world of mortals is deep in the powder, if you don't come here once, how can you be broken?" Venerable Huanjian said nonchalantly.

This is an old and disrespectful posture, which is exactly the same as that of the Lord of the Heiyuan Valley.

Shi Feng struggled a little. Of course he knew that it was a good thing for Chen He to see the unbearable place of fireworks and stop his thoughts of love in the world. He was very confident in the determination of the juniors he had raised.

But Shi Feng felt uncomfortable when he thought of letting Chen He see that corrupt scene with his arms exposed and his navel exposed, making fun of him.

"Brother, you are holding my hand, I won't look at it." Of course Chen He knew what Shi Feng was struggling with, and he quickly came up with a compromise idea.

So Shi Feng bit the bullet and followed Venerable Huanjian across the courtyard wall of the drunken red building.

The sound of silk and bamboo orchestras was endless, and Venerable Huanjian went straight to the backyard of Zuihonglou, a gambling house for people to entertain.