After reconciliation with Jianzun

"Yezi! Ye Zi, wake up, Ye Zi!"

"Where's the doctor? Has the doctor come yet?!"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Don't get stuck here"

Ye Zhili was groggy, feeling uncomfortable in every part of his body, especially his chest, as if he was being pressed desperately again and again.

After countless blows, he suddenly trembled, turned his head to the side and spit out a few mouthfuls of muddy water, and he also gathered some strength.

In a haze, he saw many faces crowding around, chatting enthusiastically, "It's great, just live as long as you live", "Xuanjian Pavilion is so terrifying, it can scare people into jumping to commit suicide", Phrases such as "Xianmeng's medical practitioners are so powerful that they can save people even if they lose their breath."

He blinked his heavy eyelids, but when the scene became clear, he found that he didn't recognize any of these people.

What's the situation, didn't he blew himself up and died with the demon?

Ye Zhili was still confused, when a man with a rough appearance and a strong figure suddenly lifted him up and hugged him in his arms, his voice was full of grief: "Ye Zi, why are you so overwhelmed!"

Not long after he woke up, he almost held his breath again, and quickly stretched out his hand to push the person: "This brother..."

The doctor who squeezed his chest angrily pulled the man aside angrily: "Shi Bin, let go quickly, your junior brother will be smothered to death by you!"

Shi Bin quickly straightened him up as if waking up from a dream, patted him back and forth like a quilt, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Junior Brother, but luckily you saved me, otherwise I would have no face to live in this world."

Ye Zhili's body was completely wet, and his hair was still dripping water.

He glanced at the lake next to him. The water in the lake was translucent and clear, reflecting the gloomy weather clearly. There were a few golden koi spit bubbles on the surface of the water. The group of people standing by the lake did not affect them at all.

Although I didn't understand the situation in front of me, I couldn't just be a soaked chicken here and let people watch.

He pulled Shi Bin and wanted to leave, but found that the surroundings were all unfamiliar, and he didn't know which direction to walk, so he turned his head and blinked at Shi Bin, saying: "Then what, let's go back and change clothes first... ..."

Shi Bin nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, junior brother, can you go? Shall I carry you?"

Ye Zhili rejected Shi Bin's enthusiasm and followed Shi Bin all the way back to his residence.

During the communication between the two, he figured out his current identity.

He did reveal that Jindan died, but that was already 20 years ago. Today, 20 years later, he is reborn on the body of the original owner who committed suicide by diving.

The original owner's surname is Ye, and his single name has the word "zi". He is an ordinary outer disciple of Xianmeng.

I don't know when the sky couldn't support it and a hole was broken, and it finally fell down after being bored for a long time.

Shi Bin sniffed and went to get him hot water. Ye Zhili sat alone on the hard wooden bench, and slowly touched his chest with his right hand.

Twenty years was just a blink of an eye for him. Even though he had changed his body, the pain from those wounds before he died was still manifested on his body in the form of illusion, which made him almost out of breath.

He tried his best to restrain his trembling arms and poured himself a glass of cold water.

In his previous life, he was a casual cultivator. When he was in distress, he was rescued by Sheng Jian, and he fell in love with Sheng Jian at first sight.

He can still clearly remember the scene of that day.

At the critical moment, Sheng Jian descended from the sky with a sword in his hand, and his white clothes fluttered like an exiled immortal.

The demon died in response to the sword energy, and the other party embraced him expressionlessly to avoid the blood that had not yet fallen.

He turned his head slightly, and could only see the golden thread embroidered on Shengma's shoulder. Maybe it was because the sun was too strong that day, and the golden thread was dazzling, or the body temperature of the people behind him was too hot, and the mouth of this world was like ice. The first impression that Snowy Sword Master Yuanheng left on him was that of gentleness.

At that time, he didn't understand anything. In his eyes, he had achieved great success in practicing qi and Yuanying.

Yuanheng Jianzun is famous, but to him it is just a warm chest.

No matter how long Sheng Jian stayed in the nearby town, he chased Sheng Jian for so long.

Youthful feelings are always passionate to the point of no reason.

He bravely went straight in the face of everyone's scornful words, and married Sheng Jian under the unbelievable gaze of everyone.

They also had a period of pure happiness, and all the grievances began when they returned to Liuluomen.

Sheng Jian was not a disciple of the Liuluo Sect, but because he had a good personal relationship with the head of the Liuluo Sect, he became a nominal elder to guard the peace here.Ye Zhili had no news about the town where he was originally, and he only learned a little bit of the three-legged cat's spell. After coming to Liuluomen, he jumped out of the well for the first time, and knew what kind of person Shengma was for the first time.

Probably because of the disparity in their identities, the relationship was unequal, and the subsequent stories became clichéd.

Because Jianzun Yuanheng was low-key and reticent, and he didn't want to pay attention to common matters, no one outside Liuluomen knew that Jianzun Yuanheng had a Taoist partner.

And Liuluomen, who knew that he and Shengjian were Taoist companions, had a subtle attitude towards him from all over the door.

Because the daughter of the sect master and the most beloved junior sister in the sect, she likes Sheng Jian.

That little junior sister was bold and outgoing, and even openly expressed her feelings for Sheng Jian at a certain banquet.

And Sheng Jian didn't say a word.

There are countless such types.

Sheng Jian only had the sword and Liuluomen in his eyes, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't occupy any position.He doesn't care what other people do, he just feels that Sheng Jian's attitude chills him, and the rift between the two gradually grows.

Originally cheerful and enthusiastic, he became silent, he spent less and less time being happy, and spent less and less time with Sheng Jian. No matter what he did, the other party was always indifferent.

Finally he couldn't bear it anymore and proposed to divorce.

It was also a rainy day.

There was a strong wind blowing outside, and the rain was blowing fast and chaotically, crackling and pounding on people's hearts, and they refused to stop no matter what.

Or upset, he is always the only one.

Sword Master Yuanheng was still as beautiful as before, and when he looked down at him, he was still as indifferent as when he first saw him. With a wave of his pen, after writing his name neatly on Heli's book, he was left with only a back view that was drifting away .

I'd rather be a idle cloud than a resentful couple.

Decades of entanglement finally came to an end, like a grotesque dream, when I woke up, there was nothing left.

He left the Liuluomen, but his luck was bad. When he just walked out of the Liuluomen's encirclement, he encountered a large number of demons. After the sword was destroyed, he blew up his golden core and died together with the demons.

Open your eyes again, it is now.

The throbbing in his chest slowly stopped, and he was still holding the rough porcelain cup tightly in his hand, unable to do anything, he turned to himself.

If in his previous life he could go out of Kyushu with a sword like Sheng Jian, how could he die at the hands of a demon!

In the final analysis, he is still not strong enough.

Go to his Liuluomen, go to his Yuanheng Sword Master, he wants to cultivate the Dao, in this vast world, there is nowhere to go, nowhere to be equal.

Ye Zhili's Mo Liuli eyes were full of firmness, he simply took a hot bath, and then went to find his new fellow, Shi Bin.

Shi Bin was squatting at the door with his head in his arms, still looking remorseful as a fierce man weeping, when he saw him, he rushed over: "Yezi..."

Ye Zhili hurriedly held him down, and after a long time of persuasion, he finally understood what happened to the original owner from Shi Bin's cries.

In the past 20 years, the battle between monks and demons has gradually come to an end, and the role of the liaison envoys of the Immortal League has become smaller and smaller, and their status has gradually been lowered.

First, the inner disciples, now the outer disciples can also apply for dispatch if they pass the assessment, and after a visit, they can be promoted to the inner disciples.

The original owner didn't want to travel so far to be a liaison envoy, but Shi Bin, who lived in the same room, was too lonely to prepare for the assessment alone, so he took the original owner to take the exam together.

As a result, Shi Bin failed the exam, but the original master did.

It was a good thing that the original owner was admitted, but the bad thing was that Xianmeng arranged for the original owner to go to Xuanjian Pavilion as a liaison envoy.

There are rumors in the gossip that Xuanjian Pavilion can stop children from crying.

The last liaison envoy stayed for a month, and it is said that he went crazy for three days after he came back, and now he still wakes up in the middle of the night, grabbing the ground with his head when he hears the name of Xuanjian Pavilion.

The last liaison envoy stayed for seven days, and when he fled back to Xianmeng, he knelt directly in front of his master's door, saying that his senior sister was still waiting for him to get married, so he couldn't throw his life there, and begged his master for forgiveness.

Now the identity of the liaison envoy falls on Ye Zhili.

Shi Bin looked at Ye Zhili as if he was looking at a person who was destined to die: "I want to know that I will be sent to Xuanjian Pavilion, and I would not drag you to take part in the assessment at the beginning! I will take you to find the supervisor, we not going!"

Ye Zhili didn't answer immediately.

The original owner needs to rely on external assignments to promote inner disciples, and his own qualifications should be limited. Everyone knows that Xuanjian Pavilion is not a good place to go, but it still falls on the original owner's head, and there must be no one behind him.

What's more, if you become an inner disciple, you can learn more and more powerful spells. Although the Xuanjian Pavilion is more terrifying, when the previous liaison envoys came back... they didn't lack arms or legs, right?

He felt that it was worth taking a risk to seek wealth and wealth.

What's more, no one is willing to go to Xuanjian Pavilion, and he may not be able to push it away.

Thinking of this, he patted Shi Bin on the shoulder, and comforted him: "How can I blame you, this is a good job! I am also willing to go!"

Shi Bin was taken aback: "Then why did you jump into the lake?"

Ye Zhili didn't change his face: "It's purely slippery, don't worry, I will be promoted to inner disciple when I come back, and I will cover you when the time comes."

Shi Bin trembled in a low voice: "Then why won't you come back?"

Ye Zhili: "..."

Ye Zhili: "Before parting, everyone usually says something auspicious."

Shi Bin thought for a while and felt that something was wrong. He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and tried to put on a smile that was uglier than crying: "You can definitely come back!"

Speaking of parting, Ye Zhili remembered something: "By the way, when is the trip to Xuanjian Pavilion starting? I can collect some information in advance."

Shi Bin: "Tomorrow morning."

Ye Zhili glanced out of the window, the sky had just stopped from a shower, and the setting sun was like blood.