Global reincarnation

It was drizzling at night, but the flames had not yet been extinguished.

Under the sycamore tree, Pu Zhi looked at Jiang Chen, the more he looked at him, the more he fell in love with him.

Next to him was Zhang Xiaofan lying down.

"Alas!" Puzhi suddenly sighed, "There was an evil cultivator just now. Maybe he saw you talking to me in the evening, so he arrested you to deal with me. I rescued you and scared him away, but

He was also severely injured and will die soon!"

"Master, this, this...!" Jiang Chen was 'panicked' for a moment and quickly said worriedly, "Master, there must be a way. Come on, I will take you to find the doctor!"

"It's useless!" Puzhi waved his hand weakly, "I have long been indifferent to life and death. Now that I have reached this point, it is just a return to heaven and earth."

He looked serious and said: "I am a monk from Tianyin Temple. I practice Buddhism and can barely be regarded as an outsider. Now I am on my deathbed. I am afraid that the villain just returned will be detrimental to you. I want to do some things.

Actions will lead the other party away, but my heritage cannot be buried. Are you willing to inherit my mantle?"

"Master, is it true that it can't be cured?" Jiang Chen showed a hint of sadness, but he was certain in his heart. However, seeing the evil light in Pu Zhi's eyes, the sadness became even stronger.

"It can't be cured!" Puzhi shook his head.

"Then I am willing!" Jiang Chen nodded firmly, "I will definitely carry forward the master's legacy!"

"No, no!" Puzhi said quickly, "You have to keep a low profile, very low profile. Remember, don't tell anyone, and don't let anyone know that you have my inheritance. You can only practice in secret. And you have to do it every day.

Persistence, it’s best to do it in the middle of the night. There are also hidden magic methods, which must not be used until the moment of life and death, otherwise there will be great disaster.”

"Why?" Jiang Chen looked puzzled.

"That evil cultivator obviously wants to kill me. If you practice my skills, I'm afraid it will arouse the other person's murderous intention. You must remember it firmly and never tell anyone!"

"Okay, I remember it!"

"Listen up, I'm going to teach you the skills now!"

Puzhi began to teach Jiang Chen a formula for him to remember.

There are more than a thousand words.

After reading it once, Jiang Chen memorized everything.

I have memorized everything the second time.

This kind of memory made Puzhi overjoyed and even more satisfied. Finally, after hesitating for a moment, he took out a dark purple bead and handed it to Jiang Chen. At the same time, he told him that he would find an uninhabited cliff ravine and throw it away later.

Jiang Chen firmly remembered it.

"Remember my warning, don't tell anyone!" Puzhi said again, "From now on, you can be considered my disciple!"

"Master!" Jiang Chen saluted.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Puzhi nodded with satisfaction and gently patted Jiang Chen's head, causing Jiang Chen to faint.

He stood up and looked at the black sky and the drizzle, which revealed an evil color.

"For immortality, for the union of Buddhism and Taoism, for my wish, but I can't see it anymore. What a pity, what a pain. Fortunately, I found a good seedling!" Puzhi smiled, and his smile was very strange.

He raised his palm and wanted to give Zhang Xiaofan a blow, but finally hesitated and left.

The night is getting darker.

At dawn the next day, Jiang Chen woke up again.

He looked up at the sycamore tree, and a smile flashed across his lips.

This level has been passed.

The inheritance has also been gained.

And bloodthirsty beads!

"He left the Bloodthirsty Bead. He must have known that it would be difficult to suppress it when he was dying. I'm afraid he didn't want the Bloodthirsty Bead to be buried. Otherwise, why not throw it away himself?"

As soon as Jiang Chen had a thought, he touched the beads in his arms. Instead of taking them out, he put them directly into the reincarnation ring.

"In the next six days, what dangers will there be?"

He was confused, but he woke up Zhang Xiaofan.

"Ah...!" Zhang Xiaofan exclaimed, and when he saw Jiang Chen, he quickly asked, "Brother Jiang, why am I here?"

"Do you remember what happened last night?"

"Last night? I remember wanting to deliver food to the old monk, and then I fainted when I saw the thunder. By the way, Brother Jiang, I also saw you lying on the side. What happened?"

"I just woke up and I don't know what happened! I'll pee first and then go back and take a look. Your parents must be worried!"

"I'm holding it in too!"

The two of them stood by the plane tree, one on the left and the other on the right.

Then he rubbed his face and hurried back.

But the village was too quiet, not even the barking of dogs at this time.

There was also the pungent smell of blood.

"Ah, why is Fourth Grandpa lying in a pool of blood!" Zhang Xiaofan pointed forward sharply.

"Fourth Grandpa!" Jiang Chen suddenly ran over and cried out sadly, "Fourth Grandpa is dead, he was killed!"

He wanted to cry, but he couldn't.

I tried my best to get in, but there was nothing I could do.

"I'm afraid something happened to the others, Xiaofan, let's go!" Jiang Chen had no choice but to grab Zhang Xiaofan's arm and move forward. Then he saw many corpses, most of them in front of the door.

Some houses have collapsed.

Zhang Xiaofan's parents died in the yard.

Crying also appeared instantly.

Jiang Chen's mood has adjusted a lot, his face is full of sadness, and even his eyes are bloodshot.

At this time, several rays of light passed by in the sky. They paused for a moment, seemed to have discovered the situation below, and then fell down. It was the disciples of Qingyun Sect, one of them was Song Daren from Dazhu Peak. After they checked the situation in the village

, everyone was shocked.

Caomiao Village was protected by Qingyun Mountain, but a tragedy occurred that destroyed the village. This was a slap in the face of the Qingyun Sect.

But they also discovered that in addition to Jiang Chen and the other two people, Lin Jingyu also survived. As for Uncle Wang, who was supposed to survive, he died.

"Lin Jingyu is actually alive!"

Jiang Chen was very surprised.

But he didn’t think much about it.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan had already collapsed, and Lin Jingyu was not far behind. After all, he was only eleven or twelve years old. How could he bear to lose his parents all at once?

With a sad face, Jiang Chen hesitated to tell what he knew: He didn't know what happened specifically, he just knew that he was under the sycamore tree when he woke up.

Soon after, the three were picked up.

Being led to fly with a sword was the first time he experienced this feeling. Jiang Chen was very novel, but he didn't show it. He was sad and a little suspicious, so the disciples of the Qingyun Sect who took him thought they were frightened.

When they arrived at Qingyun Sect, some disciples in white temporarily took away Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu who had fainted.

"Junior Brother Song, the leader is already waiting in the main hall. Let's take this little brother and hurry up!" A disciple in blue who had been waiting for a long time came over.

"Senior Brother Chang!" Song Daren cupped his hands, looked at Jiang Chen and said, "Little brother, let's go, report the matter to the headmaster and the elders, they will definitely make the decision for you!"

"Okay!" Jiang Chen responded lowly.

At the foot is a very broad white jade square, shrouded in mist, like a sea of ​​clouds.

As they walked, Song Daren also introduced him.

The scenery was so majestic that even Jiang Chen was attracted for a moment.

Stepping through the sea of ​​clouds, walking across the Hongqiao Bridge, boarding the stone bridge, and looking into the bottomless abyss, the fog has gradually thinned, and in front of you is the Yuqing Palace of Tongtian Peak.

After getting off the stone bridge and passing by the water pool, I didn't see the spiritual master, so I stepped directly onto the steps and was led into the main hall.

In the main hall, there were dozens of people standing, most of them very young. In front of them, there were three sandalwood seats on the left and right, and there was another one in the middle, with people waiting to sit on each.

It’s just that the last one in the right row is missing one person!

"Headmaster, fellow apprentices, disciple Chang Jian was ordered to pick him up. The other two fell asleep, but Jiang Chen is the only one who is safe for the time being, pick him up!"

The disciple in blue, Chang Jian, stood still and saluted and said.

Before the head of Daoxuan could speak, Jiang Chen knelt down with an 'ordinary' sound, stared at Daoxuan hesitantly, and with fear in his entanglement, he said tremblingly: "Can I believe you?"

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became stagnant.