MTL - So What If You’ve Been Reborn?-Chapter 383 Wangxiangcheng

The darkness is dark and the fog is drifting.

When Chen He opened his eyes, he thought he had arrived at the robbery. Soon he quickly identified the empty space around him.

He looked down at the palm of his hand, and the five fingers were slender, revealing a strange white.

The sleeves of the wrists covered with wrists, like a thick layer of ochre, floating in the air, the robes are not physically.

A few red eyes of the eye are surrounded by Chen He's body. In their shadow-like body, there is a chain of tiny symbols, and the end of the chain is not in the texture of the clothes.

This chain maintains the integrity of the party, and also limits them to Chenhe, unable to fly away.

The smoky robe swayed far behind, dispelling the dark and gloomy breath. Chen He looked at his clothes thoughtfully. The robes and accessories on the immortals were magic weapons and had a fixed shape.

The finger pressed on the forehead and stroked the long hair that was scattered.

Boots, crowns, jade belts, all disappeared, only such a robe [Net Wang] small to grow into a full-text reading.

- Because this vestment refines the spirit of the monster?

Chen He quickly determined that this body is a sacred spirit, so only a single robe cover.

It is very common for the soul to be separated from the body when it comes to the local veins. Chen He learned the technique of Dan Shi in the Luyan Mountain. It borrowed the ground fire. Later, every time he realized the veins, it was like walking into the vast treasures of the vastness. , always got something.

This feeling is very subtle, difficult to describe, and it only happens between the minds.

It’s a novelty in front of me. Where did the changing land bring him? Chen He looked around and was somewhat uncertain.

In the gloom of the empty, there is a sound of water.

Chen He walked alone for a long time, still did not see anything, he was not trapped in the panic here, the soul is smooth and waveless.

He has encountered many difficulties in his life, and it is not a big deal to think about it. Even if he is in such a situation, he will not be worried, because he will always go out of the way.

Avenues, destiny, and robbery can all be taken away.

Fairy, six, reincarnation, no words.

There are always people in these three thousand worlds who are fearless, with a clear mind and a clear mirror. They only reflect one person. After the happy knot, Chen He, even the world's magical illusion, could not be seen in front of his eyes.

The sound of water is getting louder and louder, and Chen He finally saw the source of the sound.

A large river with no margins.

The river is dark, and it looks dirty and dark red. On the bank of the river is a white reed, and a huge snow-white rock stands on it.

Chen Wo glanced at it, and the stone immediately became dim and there was no abnormality.

"This, this is a fairy."

The weak and weak voice is coming out.

Chen He faintly saw a stooped figure, with a large lid on the plate, shrinking underneath, and shivering while whispering: "Please converge on the power, the ghosts on Huangquan Road are scared to move, forget You can't see the soul in the river. If you walk a few more steps, you are afraid that the township will collapse."

I can't hold it anymore, and I can't finish it. It's fun.

Chen Wo looked at the murky river, and the original water pulse actually took him to Huangquandi to visit?

Forgetting Sichuan is also water.

“Which small world is this place?”

"Ah?" The ghost is gone.

Chen He raised his eyebrows, his fingers robbed his sleeves, and casually shot a symbol to isolate himself from the surrounding fog.

It seems to be a bang, and there are countless white shadows in the empty places. They are all in the dead, not old or sturdy, holding their heads and sticking out their tongues.

But no ghost dared to get close to Chen He.

In the middle of the white shadow that was silently moving, a large open space suddenly appeared.

The ghost who had topped the big pot lid before, sighed and ran to the front of Chen Wo with his legs - yes, this ghost has legs, which made Chen Wo interested to look at him.

The official robes and the bonnet on the chest are not the savage beasts of the official uniforms of the world, but the monsters that are seen in the face.

The official hat is swaying, and the ghost is also looks good. Compared to the piles of the lower body around it, it is a white smoke with no smog. This ghost is no different from the living one. The soul is very solid, grinning, and screaming.翘古穿穿今之瑾瑜.

"God, what's the matter with you?"

Of course, Chen He will not care about him.

He wants to know if this is a small world. Silver carp with water veins, want to glimpse the earth's veins of a fairyland, there are things in the world but not in the fairy world, Huang Quandi, six reincarnations, is it not proper?

"There is a magic repair called Xing Cracking, do you know?" Chen He faintly opened.

"What, is he?"

The ghost screamed at the old high, patted the thigh and whispered: "I will give the fairy to lead the way, hey, count you, look for this smashing day to settle the account. But that is all ghosts, Newly dead, dead before... I can’t think of it, he even stole the fairy bag of the immortal, it’s just awkward!”

"..."

Chen He's lips are slightly curved.

When walking through the white snow that was originally gray and white, Chen He saw many white shadows standing on the side of the stone and refused to move, and the chattering gown, suddenly shut up, looked at Chen Wo with awe.

"What is this?" Chen Wo asked casually.

"Returning to the fairy, this is the Sansheng stone."

"Oh?"

Chen He is somewhat puzzled. In the rumors, he can see the stones of the past and present life, and the mysterious and mysterious, how? Is it only a dead ghost to use?

The official gown looked at the color and carefully explained to Chen He: "This stone, 80% is not daring to take care of your three life."

"I don't dare, it can't." Chen He said lightly.

He had a previous life and was turned back by Heaven.

Afterlife? He has reached the realm of today, only one step away from Tianzun. If you can't protect yourself from this, you can't keep your brother, probably the fairyland is over!

At that time, the three thousand worlds were destroyed, and what happened to the Sansheng Stone under the Huangquan?

Chen Wo gathered the soul of the whole body, and used the symbol to isolate his soul from the outside. The official gown did not feel anything like a real power, but after listening to Chen He’s casual words, his legs and legs were picked up. It is.

Not timid, it is a danger of intuition.

"I haven't asked for the name of the immortal." The official gown was low-eyed and respectful.

Chen Wo estimates that if he says that he is away from the flame, this ghost may know who he is.

However, to take the name of the fairyland, Chen He did not have the leisure time. Hearing the situation, he did not go to reincarnation. This Huangquandi has many old people living in the house. Why use a strange name?

"Ghosts in the land are like you?"

The official gown listened and suddenly shook, not dare to ask.

The twists and turns of the bend are far away, and the tall walls are slowly appearing in the black fog. Chen He noticed that the new ghosts along the same road, the white shadows with blurred figures have disappeared, and the rest These, although some of the blue-faced fangs are scattered, but they are still decent, with a gaze and a clear consciousness.

There are also Jinyi jade belts, and there are also traffickers, but most of them are ghosts dressed by monks.

Chen He is very familiar with their costumes, and even recognizes the sects of certain monks. The small world in the early days is like this. The sects passed down by the immortals, for whatever purpose, things are good things after all, although in the long I lost much after the time, but some qualities are still the same, I am kind (gl).

It’s interesting to say. The closest thing to Chen He is a Taoist who carries a mahogany sword, half-body blood stains, but a face-faced and graceful temper, watching the soul-wrenching aura, is about a Jindan monk.

He rounded his eyes, as if watching the red-crowned crane dance in the lava and look at Chen Wo.

"This little path is long." Chen He started to tease his mind. "I see you are dark and red in Yintang. This is a **** peach blossom, a life-and-death slain, a step-by-step mistake, and nothing can be done."

"Hey? Is there such a face?"

Jindan’s instinctive interface, then he found himself fooled: “I’m all dead, what a face!”

"How can I say this, the people of Heluo, when they are alive, count the fate of life, and if they are robbed into immortals, they will be counted as disasters.

Master Jin Dan has a stiff face and does not know how to refute it.

The official gown who gave the way to Chen He was shocked. He did not understand that "the cold and proud of the immortal" suddenly turned into a man who was ridiculing the low-ranking monks.

"Predecessors... I don't know the predecessor's honor?" The confusing face of Jin Dan's monk is obviously the soul of Chen He is more real than the living, and several people are scared by the situation of flying. The comprehension community has not heard of any big people recently. Fallen.

No, I have never heard of such a Mahayana monk.

During the speech, the gate was near, and the three black words were hung on it.

"Wang Township."

As soon as Chen Heyi stepped in, someone screamed.

There is also a decent gatekeeper next to the gate, and a strange ghost with a hand-held iron rope. This exclamation is issued by the gatekeeper.

An old face, Chen Wo did not have a slight impression.

"What?" The official gown of the lead felt that he had lost his face and immediately shouted.

The gatekeeper is about to faint, and he doesn't know what to call: "Chen... you, demon..."

The official gown was shocked: "How do you say this, this is the immortal, can you be rude?"

Chen He turned to the innocent.

Wangxiang Town is very large. In addition to the city's prime, the shop's white signboards are hanging black, and there is not much difference with the world. In front of the city gate is a high platform, straight into the fog, crying endlessly.

The Heluo’s Jindan monk stood there, and several ghosts came to urge:

"I still can't go to the township station? If you don't, go to the city, don't block the road!"

"Hey, isn't it a bridge?" Jin Dan's monk couldn't touch the north.

"If you think about it, no one will stop you. Just stay in the land for a long time, the more suffocating the yin will be. The future is afraid that there is no good thing. If you want to open it, go to the tires soon! Can't think of it, live for a few years. I can’t stand these broken places, and I have to die to live.

An old man who counted paper money at the gate of the city laughed. "There is no use and no drink here. It is useless to wear it. In addition to watching ghosts and dancing, you have no fun, no one else can live for a long time?"

"The immortal will also come to Huang Quan?" Jin Dan's monk looked at Chen He's back, and he still felt strange.

The old man who counted a lot of money stretched his head, and some later said with fear: "Is there really a fairy?"

The hand holding the paper money suddenly suddenly, the old man reluctantly counted the money again, angered, jumped and angered: "Xing cracked the sky, you get out of the git, you steal the old man's money!"