Everyone is crazy about it, the magic cultivator is reborn into the love brain script

After spending a night under the bridge, Jiang Xuan walked on the busy streets of the city with her bag in her arms, feeling sore in her back. She was covered in dust yesterday and blended in perfectly with the surrounding weeds under the bridge.

There are only a limited number of gems in the bag, and they definitely won’t last more than three hundred years.

Moreover, there is no shortage of powerful independent cultivators in the election of the cultivation world. In order to successfully enter the cultivation world and change the damn plot line, she has to prepare well.

"Little brother, are you looking for business?"

Jiang Xuan's arm was suddenly grabbed, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Fortunately, he had applied the magic medicine left by the thief yesterday, and the wounds on his body have almost healed.

She had fought with people from the cultivation world many times and recognized that they were medicines from the five major sects in the cultivation world.

Jiang Xuan frowned slightly, looked up at the pot-bellied bun stall owner in front of him. Did he need help setting up his stall?

The bun stall owner looked at Jiang Xuan's face carefully, and his expression became more and more obscene.

The boss observed Jiang Xuan, who was too thin and flat, for a long time, sighed, but still held her tightly in his hand.

Oh, what a pity, it's a boy. But if he is made a prostitute, he can still earn money. Don't they want good-looking ones?

Jiang Xuan gathered strength in his hands, and was about to smash him to death with his bag of gems, when he heard a commotion coming from the center of the street.

"Everyone come and see, a beggar is robbing someone! This guy stole my purse and he won't admit it!"

The man in green in the middle of the street was a notorious bully. Even Jiang Xuan, who was locked up in the woodshed all day, had heard about him several times. The original owner was able to retain his memories, so it must have been because the servants of the Jiang family had discussed him privately many times.

His eyes moved downwards, and he couldn't see the face of the young man lying on the ground. Jiang Xuan suddenly had a bad feeling.

The boss of the bun stall grabbed Jiang Xuan's arm, but for a moment he was busy watching the fun and didn't notice. Jiang Xuan quietly stuffed the rope that tied the donkey into the boss's hand and pulled out his own hand.

The bully grabbed the boy's hair and beat him, leaving his cheeks bruised and purple.

Jiang Xuan was shocked. She would never forget that familiar face even if she died seven times.

It was the Demon Lord Shen Xiuyan who had lost his memory and wandered in the human world. It seemed that his head was broken and blood was flowing down his forehead. It was a pity that his phoenix eyes were hidden in dust and blood.

My goodness, if this happened in the demon world, that person would have been crushed to ashes long ago. Jiang Xuan shuddered all over and silently lit a stick of incense for that person in his heart.

She knew that Shen Xiuyan sealed up the memory of the humiliation he suffered in the human world only after he had taken revenge on everyone.

In the original plot, Jiang Xuan, who did not wander around aimlessly, rushed into the crowd and rescued Shen Xiuyan. The two ran away hand in hand, and then fled to the mountains to support each other and lived a paradise life for a while.

But the soul in this body now is not the original Jiang Xuan.

Her eyes met with Shen Xiuyan's for a brief and strange moment, and she saw the boy's eyes gradually become dim.

She began to understand why the original owner would risk her life to save him.

But she won't this time.

Jiang Xuan turned his head to look at the bun stall owner who was watching the fun with his arms folded, and raised his hand to lift the steamer through the cloth.

"Boss, that guy ran away!!!"

Jiang Xuan suddenly shouted in the boss' ear, startling him so much that he subconsciously tightened his arms. The donkey was pulled hard and his lips were almost torn.

Jiang Xuan was quick to kick the donkey's buttocks, and immediately all the donkeys started to run away. She obediently held a full basket of steamers, and watched the confused boss being dragged to the horizon by the running donkeys.

The bully was also hit by the frightened donkey, and he stood up and chased the bun stall owner, cursing. Jiang Xuan saw Shen Xiuyan patting the dust off his body, with a pitiful expression on his face, and he was about to look up and see her.

Damn it! How did I accidentally save him again this time?

Jiang Xuan greased her feet, and when Shen Xiuyan looked in her direction, all she could see was a gray figure running away holding a steamer.

……

This meat bun is really good. It fills your mouth with the aroma of meat when you chew it. Jiang Xuan sits on the ground without a care in the world and stuffs buns into his mouth one by one.

In her previous lives, she broke through the Golden Core Stage not long after practicing in the Demon Realm. Most of the food in the Demon Realm was raw food, which she did not like, so she could only practice fasting.

Jiang Xuan was satisfied after simply eating a few buns, and finally felt that he was alive again.

Jiang Xuan exchanged the gems in his bag for some silver bills, packed himself up, bought a set of Taoist attire, and set up a small fortune-telling stall on the street.

Jiang Xuan imitated the cultivators in his memory and put his hair behind his head, revealing his handsome face. He really looked like a handsome Taoist priest.

There was no need to shout, people soon gathered around.

"Master, I want to calculate my future prospects."

Jiang Xuan slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to hand over the pen and paper, looked at the man's birth date, and frowned in thought in a mysterious manner.

"Well... Scorpio, my brother, you have a clear distinction between love and hate, but you are too emotional. Every morning when you wake up, repeat the sutra I gave you, and fame, wealth and honor will all be in your hands."

The man nodded his head in agreement, thinking that the immortal spoke mostly uncommon words and it was obvious that he had real skills.

In fact, this is just a very general description. With a little guidance, people will be able to identify themselves.

Jiang Xuan handed over the sutra with the lyrics of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf written on it, and felt happy when he heard the sound of copper coins falling in the cash box.

"Your family has killed too many animals. Every night before going to bed, recite the Sutra of Rebirth in the courtyard to get rid of the disaster."

Jiang Xuan took a quick look at another middle-aged man who came to tell fortunes. There were obvious calluses on his fingers where he held the knife, and he was obviously a butcher.

In fact, most people who come to fortune-tellers just want peace of mind. Jiang Xuan makes a fortune with his clothes and mysterious behavior.

As the sun set in the west, Jiang Xuan was about to close his stall with his cash box when he saw a familiar figure leaning against the corner of the street.

Jiang Xuan shuddered in fear at the inquiring gaze. Although Shen Xiuyan had lost his memory, his tense expression always made her feel scared.

She quickened her pace to pack up and was about to leave when the corner of her clothes was grabbed by a scarred hand.

Shen Xiuyan said nothing, but just lowered his head and looked at Jiang Xuan's evasive eyes with lowered eyelashes, as if waiting for her to say something.

For the first time in his life, Jiang Xuan felt the word "fragile" from this former Demon Lord.

Is it because of the plot? Even if Jiang Xuan ruined his first encounter with Shen Xiuyan, would he somehow return to the original plot line?

"Um...are you hungry? How about...give you some money?"

Without waiting for Shen Xiuyan to speak, Jiang Xuan quickly took out a few copper coins from the cash box and placed them in his hand, then ran away. The cash box made a clanging sound as its owner ran for his life.

Shen Xiuyan stroked the few copper coins in his hand, looked at the fleeing figure, his brows slightly furrowed, and his ambiguous eyes gradually disappeared in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Jiang Xuan quickly ran to the farthest inn and booked a room. He leaned against the door, covered his chest and gasped for a few times before he came to his senses.

It was a close call...I almost got entangled.

No, I absolutely cannot stay here any longer. What if Shen Xiuyan comes to visit me again due to the influence of the plot?

Jiang Xuan threw down her bag and lay on the bed in a rude manner, thinking. This place was far away from the entrance to the world of cultivation. The spiritual energy in the human world was already thin, and her own spiritual roots were blocked. She had to make new plans and find a good place to seize the time to practice.

Jiang Xuan closed his eyes and recalled the way he had seen cultivators meditating in his previous lives, sitting cross-legged, with his hands folded, breathing in and out and absorbing.

The air around him fluctuated slightly. Jiang Xuan felt the resistance of the spiritual roots in his body. He took a deep breath, calmed down and continued.

The spiritual energy here was thin, and it was only after an hour that Jiang Xuan felt slight changes in his body.

The area of ​​the dantian became burning hot, and the weak spiritual power penetrated into the white bones of the limbs bit by bit.

When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Xuan felt refreshed. The fatigue from a whole day's work and the palpitations from meeting the evil boss of his former company again disappeared.

Now that I can practice, I still need a magical tool.

Where can I find a handy magic weapon...

Jiang Xuan stroked her chin and thought silently. The spiritual energy in the world was scarce and magical weapons were hard to find. She might as well find a handy one to practice physical skills with. She had heard that some cultivators could use their own spiritual power to drive magical weapons to upgrade and break through.

Glancing at the shovel leaning against the wall of the inn outside the window, Jiang Xuan tried to pick it up, injected a little spiritual power into it, and swung it a few times.

Not bad, not bad. The shovel body is slender and round, and the shovel face is as big as a bucket. It can be used for attack or defense. It is a good magic weapon.

Jiang Xuan patted the shovel with a look of satisfaction and hugged it as if he was going to become sworn brothers with it in the next second.

"Since you're so dark, I'll just call you Xiaobai. Chanchan, from now on we'll practice together, dominate the world of cultivation, and step on Shen Xiuyan, hahahahahahahaha!"

The shovel paused in the midst of Jiang Xuan's crazy laughter, as if it had already shown some basic reactions after being injected with spiritual power by her.

If she were to go to a place with more spiritual energy, wouldn't her shovel evolve to be able to speak?

In order to see the wonder of Iron Shovel Xiaobai talking, Jiang Xuan became more determined to move. After a good rest, he set out for East City, which was closest to the entrance to the world of cultivation, based on his memory the next day.

Innkeeper: Who is the shameless one who stole such a big pig-feeding shovel from me?

......

In the next three hundred years, Jiang Xuan changed his name to Jiang Wansan and carried out hundreds of years of hard work in Dongcheng. He flexibly used low-end business warfare and made a name for himself.

Fortunately, Jiang Xuan has never seen Shen Xiuyan again in these three hundred years. She has concentrated on her cultivation and has broken through the Qi Refining stage to become a cultivator in the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

Dongcheng is the connecting point between the human world and the world of cultivation, and many independent cultivators hide here. For the sake of convenience, Jiang Xuan simply uses his spiritual power to perform the magic of the devil's voice and appearance, and usually shows his face as an old man.

In the previous seven attempts, Jiang Xuan practiced in the demon world for five years before being stabbed to death by a sword in the great war between immortals and demons. This time, she has been doing business in the human world for three hundred years, and even she herself is almost immersed in this happy little life and cannot extricate herself.

But she knew that she couldn't change the plot by staying in the human world. Since she had already spent so much effort to lay a solid foundation in the human world this time, she must try a different path.

"Xiao Tang, your boss Jiang is a pretty good person, right..."

Jiang Xuan sat trembling in the rocking chair, with a light shining through his cloudy eyes, as if he was reminiscing about the glorious past.

Xiao Tang paused while checking the accounts, raised his head and looked at Jiang Xuan in silence.

"Boss, I am also a casual cultivator, can you please not get too involved in the role?"

Boss Jiang is a good person, but unfortunately he is not mentally normal. Xiao Tang is watching his boss closely, quietly waiting to see what trouble his boss will cause.

"Hey, isn't this a normal thing? I'm leaving tomorrow to participate in the five major elections, so I'll leave the business in the human world to you."

Jiang Xuan propped up his head with a calm expression, and spoke leisurely as if he was going to the city gate to buy vegetables tomorrow.

"What?! Boss, you want to go? Forget it. With your cultivation level, you are not as good as mine. There are so many masters in the cultivation world. Can't we just stick to the business and make money honestly?"

Jiang Xuan's natural multiple spiritual roots became her biggest burden in the human world. The spiritual energy in the human world was thin, and it was not easy for her to clear the spiritual roots and refine them to this level.

If she became a person in the world of cultivation, Jiang Xuan would not have the support of a large aristocratic family behind her, and could only rely on herself to exchange spirit stones with human currency. This is also the reason why she had to do business.

"Xiao Tang, you are still too young..."

"I am one hundred and twenty years old..."

"A 120-year-old young man should have more pursuits! After I leave, you will be Jiang Wansan! From now on, when the wind blows, I will bankrupt the Zhang family. When the weather is cold, I will make the Li family kneel down and beg for mercy. Learn my essence, do you understand!"

Xiao Tang looked at Boss Jiang who was laughing crazily in front of him and shook his head slowly.

Sometimes it's really helpless to talk to your boss alone.

"Very good, very energetic!"

Jiang Xuan patted Xiao Tang's shoulder while talking to himself, let out a deep and magnetic laugh, consciously threw the accounting work to Xiao Tang, and went back to the room to catch up on his sleep.

Xiao Tang: There's a half coin missing from the account, so I might as well steal the boss's money to make up for it...