is still the same truth, if others say this, Liu Heng will only listen to it as a joke, and will not take it seriously at all, but it is Mrs. Bi who speaks, Liu Heng has to believe it.

Even if Mrs. Bi's aura of divine calculation seemed to have been broken just now, Liu Heng did not forget Mrs. Bi's assertion when she saw him for the first time, he was a person who was reborn after death, so it was difficult for Mrs. Bi to calculate his life.

"What does that mean?"

If according to what Mrs. Bi said, then Liu Heng should have had an experience of "rebirth after death" that he didn't know anything about, if there was such a thing, it seemed that even Liu Heng himself would admire himself.

Who else can have such an experience after being reborn twice, in heaven and on earth, throughout the ages?

"Or is there any correlation or similarity between the two times?"

If he hadn't thought of this stubble, Liu Heng really wouldn't have paid attention to it, but now that he thought about it, he suddenly found a coincidence, "If there is really a 'rebirth after death' in the mouth of Mrs. Bi, then after thinking about it, it must be related to the sudden appearance of the old ghost, then this time the rebirth after death ......"

He took out the bamboo slip from his bosom, stared down, and was silent.

Before he died, he clearly used a secret method to cut off the connection with the old ghost, and the old ghost's spirit actually condensed into a roll of bamboo slips, which was thrown away by Liu Heng with all his might. But after waking up, Liu Heng saw this scroll of bamboo slips, and heard the Li He people say that they had always been in his arms, no matter how they called, they couldn't get a response from the old ghost, and this silence didn't seem to be explained by the old ghost still being angry.

"The old ghost once said that treasures such as dragon soul spirits are very useful to it, and I remember giving it all the dragon soul spirits before I died, but I didn't find them when I woke up. Liu Heng spread out the bamboo slips, there was not a word on it, and the touch was slightly cool, "Keep trying." ”

When he was in the gladiatorial arena of Zhong Yixian, he replaced the unused battle record with a treasure for treating soul wounds, but he didn't know how to use it for the old ghost. He tried a lot of methods, but found that if he put the treasure on the bamboo slip, it would disappear naturally after a while, and it should have been absorbed. Liu Heng didn't know if it could have an effect, but in this case, he could only try to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Later, he made a big fuss about the ancestral house of the Baihe Marquis of the Zeng clan in Yingcheng, and his net worth immediately skyrocketed, because there were many powerful people in soul cultivation, and the treasures for treating soul injuries were naturally also greatly rewarded. During this period of time, Liu Heng has been putting this kind of treasure on the bamboo slips, and a lot of them have disappeared, but there is still no improvement in the bamboo slips.

In this case, it would be false to say that he was not troubled, but Liu Heng had no other way but to continue, and then comfort himself that it would definitely be useful, and he looked forward to seeing the effect one day.

Because of this mentality, he felt that if he wanted to make the old ghost reappear, the amount of healing soul medicine needed was definitely not a small amount, so in addition to patience, he had to collect it more carefully. Anyway, he was preparing to go to the Sect of the Gods, along the way, he would enter the city and enter the city, and he would try his best to collect healing soul medicine, and he would never really rush to the Sect of the Gods.

"The Sect of the Gods?"

Liu Heng muttered the name, and couldn't help but speculate about Lady Bi's intention to lurk in the Sect of the Gods.

As we all know, the Sect of the Gods is the oldest holy place of Baiwu, even if he has suffered countless painful splits, he is still the first holy place of Baiwu. Such a place, even if everyone thinks that it is declining, they still have to maintain due reverence for it. And it's so old, legend has it that it has existed since the place where there were hundreds of martial arts, and it has a formidable power to stand for so long.

This kind of ancient place must hide many secrets, and what is Lady Bi going for?

Everyone in the world knows what she has been busy with in the past ten years, in order to resurrect her husband who died early, Liu Heng is very curious, what secret can bring people back from the dead?

Death and life are said to be things that even saints cannot control, because after the third saint, it is also difficult to escape the end of decay. So coming back from the dead is definitely a miracle, even if Liu Heng himself is likely to have experienced it twice, he still doesn't understand what the mystery is, so he is naturally still very curious.

In addition, when it comes to the Gods Sect, we have to mention Liu Heng's old enemy, the Shen family of the Gods Sect. It is often said that there is only one saint ancestor between some of the top families of the Gods Sect and the saint family, which shows the extraordinaryness of such a family, and there is the Shen family among them.

Even if you look at the world, they are all powerful families second only to the saint family, and they have a pivotal position in the entire rivers and lakes. Therefore, among the three major forces that hunt down and kill the "No. 1 troublemaker in the world", the Shen family of the Gods Sect is the third largest force on a par with the demon clan and Beihu no matter who sees it.

Liu Heng didn't expect that after going around and around for so many years, there would be a day when he would be mixed under the noses of the enemy.

If Liu Heng's identity is exposed one day, it will be alone in the tiger's den, and there will be great fun to watch.

Of course, this possibility is very small, there is "The Appearance of All Beings", as long as Liu Heng himself does not die, and is still seen after merging with the mud monkey, it is basically impossible to happen.

The river was turbulent, Liu Heng was really as he said, he was not in a hurry at all, but the great cause of collecting healing soul medicine did not seem to be as smooth as expected, "The ancient relics have all closed the mountain?"

The so-called ancient relics, Liu Heng has always felt that they are more accurate to be regarded as a branch of the demon clan, but after feeling it carefully, it is indeed a little different from the demon clan.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a heavenly court, which once divided the world, so that the mountains had mountain gods, and the water had water gods, which was different from the demon clan. Today's ancient relics, who claim to be the descendants of the gods of mountains and rivers, hold the heavenly decree that they don't know whether it is true or false, entrenched in one side of the water and soil, and operate to usher in the delivery and exchange of what they have, this is the status quo of the ancient relics.

However, there is no definite evidence whether Heavenly Court has ever really existed, and their self-proclaimed identities have been recognized by all parties on the surface, but no one has taken it seriously secretly.

However, because of this legend, whether true or not, it seems to give this group a sense of mystery. Not to mention anything else, they are as old as the Gods Sect, but they have never heard of any powerful existence, and they are still from ancient times to this day. In the final analysis, their way of existence lies in prudence, far beyond the imagination of the world, and if something happens, they must be the first to hide in the world.

According to historical records, in all the holy world, they will close the mountain and hide the world early, and use some extraordinary formation to hide the mountain hall and water court where they live in the mountains and rivers, that is, it is extremely difficult for the saints to find out, and the hidden means are really unique in the world. It is not until the holy struggle is over, or most of the time when the saints return to heaven, that they will quietly appear again and open the door again to start trading.

This is the way of survival of the ancient relics, to put it bluntly, it is not much worth boasting about, but it is better to survive forever.

"Yes, even the ancient relics have begun to disappear, so it can be seen that the holy struggle is really coming again. In one of the ship's window-facing dining rooms, a group of diners sighed.

"To be honest, I really don't know why the saints of the past have been so secretive about this holy controversy, and they are always alarmist when they mention it. A young scholar shook his folding fan, a little dissatisfied, "Even if it is true, they still have to pay so much attention, isn't it adding fuel to the fire?"

"The mind of a saint, how can we ordinary people speculate?" his companion's bearing was more calm, glanced at him, lowered his head and drank tea, "Brother Zhen, when it comes to saints, it's better to say less." ”

"Hey, I'm not talking about this, they should be hidden in the world, but who should they find to do their livelihood?"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused a lot of resonance in the small dining room, and Liu Heng was troubled by the same thing. Although it is also a business, for a long time, the ancient relics and merchants have obviously formed a tacit understanding, most of the merchants do business on the surface, and the ancient relics take over the business in secret.

A lot of good things that can't see the light of day, of course, can't be sent to merchants, the world knows that nowadays merchants are like a sieve, they have long become vassals of all forces, and things are sent to them, which is not much different from coming publicly. Therefore, if you want to get rid of similar things, you can only find the ancient relics, so that they can have the courage to accept all kinds of black goods and avoid worries.

There are too many good things in the world that can't see the light, and even new ones appear every moment, and there is a need to get rid of them, and the business of the ancient relics is naturally getting bigger and bigger. And for various reasons, the ancient relics have obviously formed a tacit understanding with all parties, so they have done this business for a long time.

For a long time, everyone had been accustomed to such a balance, but with the arrival of the Holy Struggle, the Ancient Relic Clan had disappeared early, and this balance was suddenly broken.

For example, Liu Heng has a lot of good things that can't see the light, and he thought that he could make a move by finding a place for the ancient relics, who would think that he would have a headache now.

"It's really not a prickly thing, you can secretly send it to the merchant, and you can also sell it. A man was very indifferent, "If the thing is too prickly, you just wait, I believe that it won't be long before the prickly thing becomes unprickly." ”

His words were meaningful, which made some people with sad faces startled, and then showed a thoughtful expression, and their minds gradually calmed down.

Liu Heng glanced at this person in surprise, and sighed in his heart, this river and lake is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and no one must be underestimated. This man is right, some things may seem like prickly now, but in the near future, that troubled era is destined to give birth to more and more prickly things, and in comparison, what was originally thought to be prickly is naturally not prickly.

This truth is very simple to explain, but before you can think of it thoroughly, it is not easy to see.

Of course, this is indeed the case for others, but it is different for Liu Heng. The stolen goods he was carrying were really extraordinary, they were treasures left by the Zeng family, and even Liu Heng was a little worried about finding the ancient relics to get rid of him, this was obviously not the kind of thing that would no longer be conspicuous with the arrival of troubled times.

Fortunately, Liu Heng was not in a hurry to use the money, since there was no place to get rid of it, Liu Heng simply continued to put it on his body, at most, he couldn't exchange it for more healing soul medicine, and it didn't matter.

"What the elder brother said is very true, but the younger brother went to Baiwu this time, not to sell the stolen goods, but purely to take refuge. A person who was dressed without distinguishing the characteristics said with a smile, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all when he said this, "The holy battle together, the most chaotic place is Lingyuan, especially this time is different from the past, the younger brother is indeed afraid." I'm just a pioneer on this trip, to explore the way, as long as I find a suitable place, I will learn from the ancient relics to escape the world!"

"Who's to say it isn't?"

Speaking of this, everyone present was concerned, the scholar who had questioned the saint's actions, also looked sad when he heard the words, "On weekdays, everyone is good at Lingyuan, but when the saints fight together, the fairyland becomes hell, like us, the family whose body is not hard enough, only has the share of fleeing in a hurry, and does not dare to stay in Lingyuan and wait for death." ”

"This is the world of holy contention, I think the two of them are also dragons and phoenixes among people, why are they not tempted?" an old man asked with a smile.

The scholar glared and was about to say something, but was stopped by the companion next to him, who preemptively smiled and said: "This old man is joking, our two brothers are still a little self-aware, how dare they have such a dream?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt much more pleasing to the eyes when they looked at them.

"It seems that all the people in the world have fallen. The man who spoke before laughed, "That Lingyuan saw that it was a chaotic place, if it weren't for those who had great ambitions, who wouldn't be busy avoiding other places?"

The calmer scholar said with a smile: "Who said it wasn't?"

His companion looked at Chuanwai sullenly, "This time, I don't know when I will come back?"

As a result, as soon as his words came out, many people looked at each other and laughed, and before he could ask angrily, the calmer scholar said helplessly: "My eldest young master, this time is less ten or five years, more is tens or hundreds of years, not to mention when you come back, it is your children and grandchildren, and it may not be that generation to see that day!"

In the crowd, Liu Heng listened to these words quietly, and only then did he feel that people had another attitude in the face of holy contention. Except for those geniuses and strong people who aspire to win the championship, for most people, the holy battle is not a grand event, but more like a natural disaster that will come every once in a while.

If there is really no way, who would want to leave their hometown in a hurry with their family?

Under the holy struggle, human life is like grass. Countless people, like the people Liu Heng met at this moment, were trying their best to think of various ways to survive this inevitable catastrophe.

And these, looking through the history books, are destined to be difficult to see, and can only be felt in this place.

"I just hope that this catastrophe can end as soon as possible. ”

At this moment, Liu Heng, like countless people, issued a similar prayer in his heart.

As time passed, the ship went all the way down the river, and soon entered Hyakbu, stopping for a day or two at each city it reached. People took advantage of this time, or arrived at the destination, or did not say goodbye, or bought and continued to move with the ship, some left and some new, and the people on the ship came and went, heading deeper into the hundred martial arts.

On this day, the big ship docked again, Liu Heng asked for the time of stay, and then smiled and turned down the invitation of a friend he met on the road, and walked to the big city alone.

He looked at the two quaint characters at the head of the city, and gradually stopped, and his face inevitably showed a trace of complexity.