So What If You've Been Reborn?

Chapter 293 Enmity?

In the world of comprehension, mentioning the Gu King of Miaojiang is definitely an existence that frightens monks and makes them taboo in every possible way.

Because of such a backer, the Five Poisons Gate lived a very nourishing life.

Others want to practice in seclusion, Teng Bo even avoids this, just fiddle with poisonous insects and weeds a few times, make a few new medicines, and then think hard about the antidote to the strange poison that has been tossed.

Go out for a walk when there is no sun, and go for a walk in the forests, pools, and swamps filled with miasma when you are in a bad mood, and you may be able to pick up some rare poisons.

However, since when did such a leisurely life come to an end?

Teng Bo thought about it seriously, did he accidentally get acquainted with the big snow-white dog who was mistakenly in the miasma of peach blossoms?

Hey, at that time, I just thought that this monster seemed to have the bloodline of ancient gods and beasts. If it died, it might be able to use the blood and bones to cultivate some special poisonous flowers and strange Gu, so I approached it cautiously to see if it died.

As a result, the dog's vitality was tenacious, and it was not dead yet.

Peach Blossom Miasma is the kind of old peach forest that has grown for hundreds of years in the deep mountain forest. Because no one picks it, after the peaches fall to the ground, they will rot together with the dead branches and leaves. Afterwards, the scorching sun made the peach grove moist, and the smoky pink miasma floated everywhere, filling the entire forest.

Not to mention people, even animals know that this is a death trap and cannot step into it.

The dog didn't know how it broke in, and when it was dying, it still found Teng Bo approaching, opened its eyes, and stared at the Gu King dazedly.

In a daze, he stuck out his tongue foolishly, and then he lay on the ground with his head tilted and slowly rubbed towards Teng Bo.

——It was the instinct of survival, wanting to leave that peach forest.

Gu Wang's heart softened inexplicably, and rescued the dog out of the forest like this.

Later Teng Bo found out that this was not a special case, Tun Yue always seemed to be able to poke his soft heart, if the concept of cuteness existed in the cultivation world, Teng Bo would understand why, but this does not exist, so the Gu King is always a certain The dog is devastated.

"It should be like this, hit and commit robbery!"

The old man with long eyebrows told Teng Bo's fortune in a serious manner.

"Really?" Teng Bo frowned, no one would be happy to hear that his "friend" was his doom.

"I worked so hard for that one person, but the results were minimal." The long-browed old man tapped the palm of Teng Bo's right hand with the dust whisk handle.

Now the Gu King realized, he withdrew his hand expressionlessly, and reminded Chang Mei: "Master Huiji, I'm already dead."

"Uh…"

"Is the dead man's hand right?"

"Haha, that's a good question. I have so many classics of the Heluo sect, how can such a trivial matter be difficult for the old man?" said the long-browed old man, holding on to his face.

Teng Bo was full of worries and restlessness: "What is the owner of the valley asking me to do?"

If possible, he didn't want to get close to Heiyuan Valley, the valley owner who was originally a fairy.

The old Taoist with long eyebrows said helplessly: "This...Actually, it wasn't the owner of the valley who asked you to come here."

"Ok?"

"It's us..." the long-browed old man whispered.

Teng Bo raised his eyebrows: Okay, dare you make fun of me?

"Gu King, just listen to the old Taoist!"

Touching his nose with his long eyebrows, he said with a sad face: "A few years ago, since the owner of the valley took back the fairy artifact from Wanteng County, he has been talking about something wrong. He froze, his eyes straightened, and he was in a trance, and finally woke him up, and the first thing he blurted out was to ask who he was."

It's just a mess.

"If you ignore him, the owner of the valley will just talk to himself, and it will be fine in a few days."

The old man with long eyebrows coughed dryly: "But something is wrong recently. I haven't seen the owner of the valley for many days. When I came to see him, I have been in a trance for a long time. I can't come back this time. What do you think it is?"

Teng Bo raised his eyebrows: "It's useless for a real person to call me here."

What does the grievances of the gods in the sky have to do with him, the Gu King?He can't control it either!

"I want to hear about the Black Abyss Valley in the previous life...or what happened to Venerable Huanjian." The old man with long eyebrows smiled bemusedly.

"I really have no other secrets to hide." Tempo sighed weakly.

In fact, his leisurely life was ruined by getting acquainted with the two brothers Huanjian!

"Those scattered soul fragments can only see some major events, and Ji Hong doesn't have the ability to reach the sky. Where can I know more?" Teng Bo declined, "Realist Huiji, you should go to Yuzhou to find Chen He."

The old Taoist with long eyebrows had a bitter face: "But the old Taoist always feels that as long as Chen He is involved, nothing will become something, and a small matter will become a big thing!"

"This!"

Teng Bo was speechless.

While the two were talking, they were already close to the Motian Cliff and were about to enter the valley, when Teng Bo suddenly trembled all over his body.

"Gu King?" The old man with long eyebrows was startled.

"It's nothing, I just noticed..."

Before Teng Bo finished speaking, he saw the fat boy running on the mountain path with his bare feet in a red bellyband.

"...Aware of the real fire of Samadhi! I still have lingering fears. The wound Xiaoyangshan suffered back then has not healed yet." Teng Bo weakly completed the second half of the sentence.

But the eyes of the old Taoist with long eyebrows lit up, he stroked his beard and said, "Fire in the stone? Is it Chen He? This is to save the old man from embarrassing him. Chen He comes here by himself. If something goes wrong again, it has nothing to do with the old man."

"..."

Soon, the old-fashioned kind smile with long eyebrows froze on his face.

Walking from the end of the mountain path was a completely unfamiliar wandering Taoist, wearing a Gebu robe, holding a whisk, a wooden sword in his back, a wine gourd around his waist, and cloud shoes on his feet.

At first glance, he looks ordinary, but his demeanor is free and easy, and Shenhua is restrained.

The Heluo faction is very good at seeing people. The eyes of the long-browed old man opened wider and wider, and at the end he couldn't believe it: "The spiritual energy in the world, all living things, have their own characteristics, even the dead. Why would people not have one?"

Teng Bo squinted his eyes when he heard the words: Just say what you say, do you have to bring him along?

"Could it be that this is a way of blinding the eyes?" The old Taoist with long eyebrows said to himself, "Otherwise, you have to make 'yourself' and the aura of heaven and earth not have the slightest conflict, and become one. What kind of realm is this?"

Said that the tone was full of hesitation, Chang Mei asked Teng Bo, "Is there such a mysterious exercise in the world of comprehension?"

Gu King implicitly threw the question back, "I don't quite understand the matter of your living beings."

Long eyebrow: ...

While talking, Nan Hongzi also saw the two people standing there dumbfounded. Shi Zhonghuo knew them, so he ran back to Nan Hongzi, clutching the corner of his robe, and pointed his fat short arm at Tengbo with long eyebrows.

Nan Hongzi raised his eyebrows.

Yo, isn't this the former head of the Heluo faction? I saw it 200 years ago!

He patted the fat baby on the head, and Shi Shiran walked over to inspect the head:

"Two fellow Taoists, meeting by chance is worse than meeting by chance. May I ask if you are from Heiyuan Valley?"

Gu King immediately took a step back, innocently indicating that he was definitely not.

The long-browed old man coughed heavily, and was about to say something, when suddenly something strange appeared in his heart. He always felt that the demeanor of the person in front of him seemed familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

He asked Teng Bo via voice transmission: "King Gu knows this person? Why is Shi Zhonghuo by his side? Could it be that you feel wrong and the old Daoist's eyes are dazzled, isn't this baby..."

"Is there really a lot of Samadhi that can make me tremble in the world?" Teng Bo asked back.

That's right, the long-browed old man rubbed the bridge of his nose wordlessly.

Nan Hongzi stared at Teng Bo, he was puzzled at first, then slowly revealed a kind of cold and intimidating power, his whole aura also suddenly changed, like a sharp weapon unsheathed, sharp as if it would take a step closer, it would was battered.

Gu King had no choice but to take another three steps back.

Shi Zhonghuo also felt that Nan Hongzi's aura was different, and immediately stared at Teng Bo with hatred.

Poor Gu King, if he hadn't died long ago, he would be in a cold sweat right now.

"Honor is—Miao Jiang Gu King?"

Nan Hongzi narrowed his eyes, and he read the last four words slowly one by one.

To be honest, Teng Bo wanted to turn around and run away. Under the pressure of Shi Zhonghuo's eyes, he insisted on not wavering: "No, yes, may I ask who you are?"

"Oh!"

Nan Hongzi narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was meditating.

But he originally held Fuchen's finger and moved it lightly, as if he wanted to do something, but he didn't.

When he opened his eyes again, Nan Hongzi, who was intent on killing and attacking, had disappeared, and he became calm again, with a whisk in the dust, extremely chic and freehand.

"Poverty Quhong, I'm here to visit Heiyuan Valley."

The long-browed old Taoist obviously couldn't react, and he replied in a daze: "Visit? Oh, do fellow Taoists want to come to Heiyuan Valley to live in seclusion? This...with all due respect, it seems unnecessary."

With Changmei's strength, he couldn't even tell the depth of the other party's cultivation. He had the aptitude to be able to ascend, so he committed the crime of entering the Black Abyss Valley and waiting for death?

"What the real person said is wrong!"

Nan Hongzi smiled and stretched out his hand to embrace Pangdun, "Pindao picked up this child on the road, the incarnation of the innate fire spirit, this baby said its home is here."

The old man with long eyebrows was surprised: "What, you picked it up?"

Could it be that something happened to Chen He?

He immediately became anxious, and hurriedly asked Shi Zhonghuo: "Where's your master? Where's Chen He?"

The mountain was deserted and deserted, Zhao Weiyang didn't dare to follow too closely, almost a hilltop separated him, with his eyesight, he could barely see Nan Hongzi talking with the other two with the fat man, but his appearance and identity were really unrecognizable.

With a change of mind, Zhao Weiyang left quietly, to wait for the soft persimmon in his heart - the ghost clam.

That's right, the group of monsters in the South China Sea are lost again.

Shi Zhonghuo glanced at Nan Hongzi, and said, "Send the letter... I'll come... the master said."

Changmei understood the topsy-turvy words, but his face was still full of doubts: "Why would Chen He ask you to deliver the letter?"

——Isn’t that completely burned by the fire?

Sending a letter was of course an excuse, Chen He just asked Fat Dun to "greeting" Chang Mei and the others. With Shi Zhonghuo's stubbornness, it would definitely bring some troubles to everyone in Heiyuan Valley.

"Ah, since the person has been delivered, Pindao will leave now." Nan Hongzi made a gesture to leave.

Shi Zhonghuo instinctively grabbed the corner of Nan Hongzi's robe.

"..."

Chang Mei was dumbfounded, and once again doubted whether the fat man in front of him was the one from Chen He's family.

"This..." Nan Hongzi made a look of helplessness, "This child seems to be entangled in poverty, do you think?"

The old Taoist with long eyebrows pulled his face and reprimanded: "Shi Zhonghuo, what are you doing? Don't you want your own master?"

The fat boy was confused by what he heard, but instead hugged Nan Hongzi's leg with a firm expression: the master told him to follow, as long as he can't let go!

The old man with long eyebrows was trembling with anger for Chen He.

Nan Hongzi pretended to be in trouble: "Why don't you, Pindao, take a little longer and accompany this baby to the Heiyuan Valley, and then hand it back to the original owner?"

Changmei almost nodded subconsciously, so he recalled it, and asked vigilantly: "Which sect does fellow Taoist come from?"

"The poor Taoist came from outside the pass, and the sect he belonged to has long since been destroyed. Now he is just a casual cultivator." Nan Hongzi touched Shi Zhonghuo's forehead, smiling but not smiling.

Teng Bo only felt the chill on his back, and couldn't help but said to Changmei through voice transmission: "Realist Huiji, think twice before acting, I feel that this Taoist... is more terrifying than the innate fire spirit, as if he has a grudge against me. "