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

The next day, Jiang Xuan got up early, which was rare for him. He tied up his long hair with a white jade crown, changed into a simple crescent-shaped white monk's robe, and went out. On the day of the Yang year, the passage between the human world and the world of cultivation was wide open.

When Jiang Xuan arrived on horseback, many cultivators had already arrived at the teleportation point. Jiang Xuan took a quick look around and found that there were many unfamiliar faces around him, whom he had never seen in East City. It seemed that everyone had their own disguises in the human world.

Before the teleportation light fell, a huge explosion was heard from the distant city, and wisps of black smoke could be seen rising from afar.

The monks around were all panicked. They had the obligation to protect the human world, but the passage was about to open. If they missed this opportunity, they would have to wait another three hundred years.

Unlike Jiang Xuan's natural physique with multiple spiritual roots, the level of cultivation of the casual cultivators in the world is linked to their lifespan, and their lifespan is only twice as long as that of ordinary humans. They may not live until the next election.

However, even though Jiang Xuan has an infinite lifespan, if she does not survive the plot checkpoint five years later, she will still suffer the pain of death.

Jiang Xuan's face sank, he looked into the distance, a name popped up in his mind.

Shen Xiuyan.

Today is also the day he returns to the demon world. That loud noise should be his revenge on those people.

A warm light fell from the clouds in the sky, and Jiang Xuan felt his whole body lighten. When he came to his senses, he was brought into the air.

The monks around breathed a sigh of relief. Now that they had a legitimate reason to relieve themselves of their responsibilities and pressure, they naturally would not think about caring about anything else.

The world of cultivation is indeed extraordinary. As soon as Jiang Xuan arrived, he felt the obviously rich spiritual power. Just like a dry sponge entering the sea, the spiritual roots in his body consciously began to absorb the endless spiritual energy.

In the crowd, Jiang Xuan found a familiar face.

Jiangli.

She is the adopted daughter of the Zhou family, a prominent family in the world of cultivation. Today, she and her eldest daughter Zhou Shuanglu are participating in the general election.

Jiang Li stood at the end of the crowd, forming a sharp contrast with Zhou Shuanglu in front of her who was full of high spirits and magic weapons. Zhou Shuanglu chatted with the aristocratic disciples surrounding her, occasionally looking back at Jiang Li provocatively, and openly mocking and ridiculing her in front of Jiang Li.

The atmosphere of this vicious female supporting role was really too strong. Jiang Xuan lowered his eyes and saw Jiang Li's hands trembling as he gripped the low-grade black iron sword in his hand with a little force.

The sound of flesh being pierced echoed in my mind again.

Jiang Xuan pursed his lips, took a deep breath, looked up with a warm and friendly smile, and took the initiative to step forward and talk.

"My fellow Taoist, I am a casual cultivator from the human world. Jiang Xuan, shall we be friends?"

Jiang Xuan stood beside Jiang Li, slightly taller than her, which inexplicably gave Jiang Li a sense of security.

Zhou Shuanglu rolled her eyes at Jiang Xuan, but Jiang Xuan wasn't angry. He just looked at her and smiled, which made her feel uneasy. She sneered and walked away.

"Thank you, I am the Zhou family's adopted daughter, Jiang Li"

Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief, smiled gratefully at Jiang Xuan, and clasped his fists in thanks while holding his sword.

Jiang Xuan was frightened by the sword and staggered, and Jiang Li, who looked puzzled, reached out to help him.

"Ah...ah, I am looking at this sword, it is so powerful, I have never seen it in the world, it is out of control, out of control"

Jiang Xuan laughed it off and managed to get away with it.

Opportunities in the human world are not as good as those in the world of cultivation. Jiang Xuan has been practicing for three hundred years and has only found a few ordinary swords, which are not as easy to use as her shovel.

Jiang Li held Jiang Xuan's hand, and they looked at each other with tears in their eyes, as if they had found a poor person with the same disease.

Looking at those tender eyes sparkling with tears, Jiang Xuan swallowed silently and hypnotized himself repeatedly in his heart.

Jiang Li is not going to kill you yet, don't be afraid, you are the leader of the Iron Shovel Cult, anyone who dares to kill you must first ask the shovel in your hand if it agrees!

Xiaobai in the Qiankun bag protested faintly. It agreed! Who can get this psychopath away quickly?

"Sister Jiang Xuan, I have a replacement Xuan Sword that I usually use for practice. If you don't mind, please accept it!"

The slender fingers forcefully pressed the hilt of the sword into her hand. Jiang Xuan tried to refuse several times but failed, so he accepted the sword with a dry smile.

"Thank you very much, Jiang Li...sister, I wish you victory in the election later."

Jiang Xuan raised his hands and clasped his fists, a faint smile on his lips, his long eyelashes half-covering his sparkling eyes. This is probably what a young man's youthful vigor looks like.

The breeze lightly blew across the ends of Jiang Xuanmo's hair, lifting it up and gently brushing across the back of Jiang Li's hand.

Jiang Li's face turned red immediately, and she stood beside Jiang Xuan somewhat shyly. Jiang Xuan was holding the Xuan Sword at the moment, feeling at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and did not notice anything unusual about Jiang Li.

Who in my family would understand? On my first day in the world of cultivation, I received a sword given by the man who had killed me seven times.

Jiang Xuan vaguely discovered that the plot had changed a lot. She did not have more interactions with Shen Xiuyan, and she even became friends with the heroine. Maybe this time her decision to take an unconventional approach and come to the world of cultivation was the right one.

An elder wearing a purple robe with dark patterns descended from the sky. Jiang Xuan recognized that person. When she was reborn for the fifth time, she ran to the cultivation world to seek peace before the war, and was caught by that old Deng and her heart blood was taken to make pills.

If she hadn't accidentally broken through the formation that trapped her, Jiang Xuan might have really been "half dead" in his hands.

Xuanyue Sect's leader Yueying felt an inexplicable chill. When he looked over, Jiang Xuan had already retracted his gaze. He crossed his arms, pretending to be busy, and casually waved the black iron sword in his hand twice.

Yueying's eyes lit up when he saw Jiang Li following behind Jiang Xuan. He could feel that he was a good seedling with heavenly grade water spiritual roots.

Their Xuan Yue Sect has cultivated many geniuses with water-based spiritual roots, and he is determined to get this disciple with great potential.

Jiang Xuan and Jiang Li went together to take the spiritual root test. Jiang Li was favored by many elders because of his rare talent of heavenly grade water spiritual roots.

The subordinates indicated that the five types of spirit stones of wind, thunder, water, fire and earth emitted faint light one by one. Jiang Xuan withdrew his hand. Her spiritual roots still needed to be unblocked, so this result was expected.

The elder in charge of the test was shocked by such a large number of spiritual roots. He thought that if it was a sect with abundant spiritual energy, it would not be a problem to raise such a potential stock. However, most of the five major sects were only willing to pick up ready-made single spiritual root geniuses. I am afraid that no one is willing to spend the effort to cultivate them.

Jiang Li, holding a red badge representing superior talent, was waiting for Jiang Xuan excitedly. He took her hand and persuaded her to go to Xuan Yue Sect with him.

Jiang Xuan glanced at Zhou Shuanglu who was glaring at Jiang Li in the crowd, and calmly moved aside to block her.

"No need, Sister Jiang Li. I don't have much talent, so I can just go to an ordinary sect. But you, remember to be careful."

Jiang Xuan put his hand on Jiang Li's shoulder and patted it, signaling her to pay attention to Zhou Shuanglu who was looking at her with jealous eyes in the crowd. But Jiang Li looked at Jiang Xuan in a trance, staring at the beautiful and slender fingers on her shoulder, unable to move her eyes away.

Zhou Shuanglu only has an ordinary top-grade water spiritual root. If it weren’t for the support of her family, in the original plot, it would have been impossible for her to join the Xuanyue Sect with Jiang Li and become Jiang Li’s senior sister.

Jiang Xuan fell into deep thought, hoping that her act of tampering with the plot would not lead to any serious consequences, just like when she wanted to assassinate Jiang Li before but was punished by heaven, and finally couldn't escape the fate of being pierced through the heart by a sword while she was dying.

If because of her appearance, Jiang Li suffered more jealousy from Zhou Shuanglu and triggered the death plot, the heaven might hold it accountable to her, Jiang Xuan.

She really didn't want to experience that feeling of being struck by lightning and having her body split apart again.

Jiang Xuan saw that Jiang Li was absent-minded, sighed, pulled her arm and decided to temporarily participate in the next competition with her.

When Jiang Li and Zhou Shuanglu enter the Xuanyue Sect according to the original plot, there will naturally be dogs coming to protect the heroine.

After the talent test, there will be a grand competition for the election. The sect will select the top-ranked monks in a two-way manner. According to the ranking of the competition, the disciples entering different sects will also be divided into different levels. There are three types of disciples in total: outer sect, inner sect, and the direct disciples of the elders and sect master.

Every cultivator has a number on his spiritual power measurement badge. In the competition, two people will be randomly selected to fight by drawing lots. The winner will get extra points based on performance, while the loser will lose points.

If you draw a cultivator of a higher level than yourself, you can only consider yourself unlucky. Jiang Xuan glanced at the crowd around him, some were happy and some were sad.

She unfolded the note she drew. Fortunately, it was also a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. The cultivator had been following Zhou Shuanglu, and he was probably her minion.

Jiang Xuan has complex spiritual roots and is able to use five different kinds of spiritual power. She can crush any warlock of the same stage.

Jiang Xuan was just about to ask Jiang Li who she had drawn when he saw her standing there stiffly, while Zhou Shuanglu was shaking the paper sign in her hand with a sneer on her face.

Did they both draw each other?

This is not right. In the original book, Jiang Li drew Gu Ye, the second son of the Gu family. After defeating him, Gu Ye completely fell at the feet of Jiang Li and became a member of the army of lickspittles.

Did she disrupt the plot?

Zhou Shuanglu almost swallowed up all the resources of the Zhou family. Although her talent was weaker and could not compare with Jiang Li, who had a natural water spiritual root, because she kept absorbing resources and was blessed with top-grade magic tools, her ability was basically equivalent to that of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

Stepping onto the fighting arena, the winner was decided, as well as life and death. Jiang Li and Zhou Shuanglu fought two rounds, and neither of them died, but was crippled.

The sky suddenly became gloomy and there were faint rumblings of thunder.

Without thinking too much, Jiang Xuan snatched the paper sign from Jiang Li's hand, stuffed his own in it, and pulled Jiang Li to the registration monk to write down the serial number.

As the monk wrote the words that flashed with golden light, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated and gradually cleared up.

Jiang Xuan felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Zhou Shuanglu rushing towards him aggressively from a distance, he stretched out his hand to protect Jiang Li behind him.

Don't come over here!!! She really doesn't want to be killed!

"You guys, she clearly picked me just now! I saw the paper..."

Jiang Xuan raised his hand, placed the two paper sticks in his palm, and burned them directly with spiritual fire.

"What paper? I don't see it. Wow, there's a rainbow over there."

Jiang Xuan looked up at the sky, shamelessly pretending not to understand, and pulled Jiang Li to point at the rainbow that disappeared in the distance.

Zhou Shuanglu was so angry that she jumped up and down, and threatened Jiang Li who was hiding behind Jiang Xuan: "Even if someone protects you, you can't escape the second round!"

Zhou Shuanglu waved the number in her hand and ran to the monk to register.

There was another loud roar above his head, and Jiang Xuan felt like crying but had no tears. No, this really couldn't be blamed on her!

There is only one way to save Jiang Li now, which is to severely injure Zhou Shuanglu in the first round, so that Jiang Li has a chance to survive when facing her in the second round.