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

Jiang Li, who was standing aside, was almost crying out of self-blame. She pulled Jiang Xuan's sleeve, feeling a bit overwhelmed. She rummaged through the Qiankun bag distributed to the contestants by the cultivation world, hoping to find a better magic weapon for her.

Jiang Xuan looked at the Qiankun bag and an idea flashed through his mind. He immediately took out all the spirit stones in his Qiankun bag and arranged them around his body using a specific formation, then sat cross-legged in it.

She had just exchanged these spirit stones with human currency. Ten taels were needed to exchange for one low-grade spirit stone. She would have to find a way to get Xiao Tang to send some more over.

The wandering cultivators around had never seen so many spirit stones. They originally thought that Jiang Xuan, who was dressed simply, was just a poor cultivator. They didn't expect him to be so rich. The spirit stones he gave out were enough for an outer disciple to live for several months.

Jiang Xuan looked at the spirit stones that he had earned with great difficulty, and his heart was bleeding.

But the most important thing right now is to get through this quickly. How can you make money and spend money if you have no one around?

This formation was something Jiang Xuan had seen in her previous lives as a demon cultivator leading troops to launch a surprise attack on the cultivation world. Her junior sister Chen You, who joined the Bi Bo Sect after the election, had used it in front of her. This formation could help cultivators break through quickly in a short period of time.

Relying on his photographic memory, Jiang Xuan restored the formation.

The junior sister Chen You was also looking at Jiang Xuan from afar in the crowd. She had droopy eyes, a small fold of her lip, and a light mole at the corner of her mouth. She stood with her twin brother Chen Que, who had a colder temperament than her.

Later, one of these two people was in the Bi Bo Sect and the other in the Shuang Yun Sect. Both of them were disciples of the sect master and their strength was quite terrifying. If it weren't for Jiang Xuan, the bootlicker and lackey, supporting them in fighting, Ling Xin's left protector would have died countless times.

I'm sorry, Chen You, I'll lend you my formation today.

Jiang Xuan sat in the center of the spirit gathering formation and began to meditate, closing his eyes and absorbing the spiritual energy gathered from the surroundings. It was very dangerous to practice among a crowd of people, as one could easily go astray if not careful. However, Jiang Xuan had gone astray seven times, so he was not too scared and his mind was quite stable.

Don’t ask, the question is, some people seem to be alive, but in fact they have passed away seven times.

The surrounding spiritual energy gathered around Jiang Xuan. The low-level cultivators surrounding him clearly felt uncomfortable and quickly used magic weapons to resist, which made them feel better.

Jiang Xuan felt that his realm was slightly loosened, so he raised his hand and absorbed the spiritual power of the surrounding spirit stones, trying to feel the subtle changes in his dantian.

The monks on the side couldn't help but talk about it.

At the same time, a young man in elegant green clothes on the high platform looked at Jiang Xuan carefully.

He would not be wrong, that was a mutated five spiritual roots. Unlike ordinary mixed spiritual roots, the spiritual roots would grow as they absorbed spiritual power.

only……

The young man on the platform looked at Jiang Xuan's poor starting gesture and his mouth twitched.

That gesture looked exactly like a demon cultivator with incomplete limbs. When I accept him as a disciple, I will have to train those claws well.

Jiang Xuan sneezed and rubbed his nose silently.

Who is scolding her behind her back?

"It worked... She actually broke through right on the spot? Isn't she afraid of going crazy?"

"Is it from some noble family? I have never seen so many spirit stones before."

Jiang Xuan's expression calmed down. Now that she was in the middle stage of foundation building, she might be able to fight with Zhou Shuanglu.

Feeling Xiaobai's excitement in the Qiankun bag vibrate twice, Jiang Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Shovel, it's time for us to fight side by side again!"

According to the order, Jiang Xuan would have to wait for a while before he could go on stage to fight. Maybe Zhou Shuanglu had tripped him up before, as her two competitions were connected. If Jiang Li were to fight her, he would probably be beaten on the head for two rounds.

But the current situation is extremely beneficial to Jiang Xuan. If the two games are too far apart, Zhou Shuanglu might be able to recover her health after being severely injured by Jiang Xuan, and Jiang Li would still be unable to escape death.

Jiang Xuan's face darkened. He grabbed Xiaobai, the shovel, through the Xuan Kun bag and decided not to leave the stage until he beat her half to death.

There were about a dozen people lined up to compete in front. Jiang Xuan had nothing to do, so he simply squatted under the martial arts arena and watched the young masters and young ladies from the aristocratic families fighting. He also combined his memories from previous lives to see if there was any technique he could learn secretly.

Demon cultivators are different from cultivators in the world of cultivation. They don't care much about the standard of hand gestures, as long as they can be used. No matter how you adapt it, they are not trained uniformly like the orthodox sects. They always follow the cruel law of the jungle: whoever survives will be strong, and the same goes for magic weapons. Whoever grabs it will own it.

Perhaps it is precisely because the training methods of both sides have their own advantages and disadvantages that a delicate balance has been maintained over the past thousands of years.

Jiang Xuan used his spiritual power on his fingertips to perform several killing moves he saw. He quickly collected the talisman paper that had been used and burned to half in the martial arts field and used his water spiritual root to summon spiritual power to extinguish the flames on the talisman.

The talisman will be burned into powder quickly after being used, so Jiang Xuan can only use this time to try to remember the pattern of the talisman.

The talismans in the world of cultivation are basically symmetrical on the left and right, and the specific direction of the handwriting can be roughly deduced based on the traces. Jiang Xuan looked up to see who was so extravagant as to use official paper to draw the talisman, when he met Chen Que's cold and raised eyes.

The Chen family is a well-known talisman master in the clan. Chen Que and his sister Chen You are both very good at setting up formations and casting spells. It is difficult for ordinary cultivators to even get close to them if they attack them. When Jiang Xuan was leading the magic soldiers, he suffered a lot at the hands of these two siblings.

Isn't it just helping to collect the trash? Is there any need to glare at her like that?

Jiang Xuan just muttered a few words in his mind and then squatted on the ground to concentrate on studying how to draw talismans. Jiang Li was a sword cultivator and could not help him. He could only watch Jiang Xuan muttering something in his mouth while his fingers drew in the air.

In fact, Jiang Xuan was also unsure.

Most of the magic cultivators advocate absolute strength. Those who charge at the front line, such as her and Ling Xin, are basically sword cultivators. The talismans, formations, and weapon cultivators will be left to protected people in the back. She only watches the videos to relieve stress when she occasionally slacks off.

But now I have no talisman paper or cinnabar, so even if I learn the talisman now, I may not be able to use it.

Jiang Xuan felt a chill on his back. He turned around and saw that it was Zhou Shuanglu who was playing with the high-quality spiritual sword in her hand proudly, looking at Jiang Xuan with a provocative look on her face.

There is no other way... Jiang Xuan took out the erotic pictures he had collected in the mortal world from his Qiankun bag and tore off a few of them with a heavy heart.

Every time she tore the book, Jiang Xuan felt like her heart was being cut. Next time, she would definitely ask Xiao Tang to bring a few more books to compensate her.

Jiang Li accidentally saw Jiang Xuan taking out several pornographic pictures of two men hugging each other from his Qiankun bag. He was so shocked that he couldn't even speak. He could only tremble as he blocked Jiang Xuan in the crowd.

If someone caught him looking at that kind of pornographic pictures in public, Jiang Li would rather take Jiang Xuan to die with him.

Jiang Xuan pinched his fingertips, cut a wound with the black iron sword, and drew directly on the back of the erotic picture with his own blood.

Her blood can be used to make pills and draw talismans, so that shouldn't be a problem.

After drawing several talismans in a row, Jiang Xuan was exhausted. He felt dizzy and suppressed the bloody taste in his throat. He shook his hands and saw that the stack of talismans was not burned, so maybe it was successful.

"Sister Jiang Xuan, put it away quickly! Don't let anyone see it!"

Jiang Li stuffed the talismans into Jiang Xuan's arms, stopping her from lying on the ground to admire them one last time.

"Oh fine"

Jiang Xuan carefully put the talisman into his inner garment, and golden spiritual power flashed along the words.

For the rest of the time, Jiang Xuan watched the competition on the stage and repeated the killer moves he saw using the simplified fighting method that he learned from high school radio gymnastics.

Jiang Li thought Jiang Xuan had a cramp in his hand, so he asked a few questions and was relieved when he found out that there was nothing serious.

The golden drum was struck, and Jiang Xuan and Zhou Shuanglu both came on stage to compete, regardless of life or death.

Jiang Xuan took out the black iron sword given to him by Jiang Li, raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Shuanglu opposite him vigilantly.

Many independent cultivators in the audience were waiting to see Jiang Xuan's good show, and had even privately decided how they would divide the good things in her Qiankun bag once Jiang Xuan died.

"Jiang Xuan, a free cultivator in the human world, please teach me."

Jiang Xuan raised his hands, clasped his fists, and performed a not very standard salute. He looked lazy and sloppy, which made Zhou Shuanglu feel angry.

It really can't be blamed on her. She has been in the demon world for seven lifetimes and has practiced for at least thirty years. The demon world doesn't observe such false etiquette, and it's good enough that they don't launch sneak attacks. It's unprecedented that she can still remember to perform etiquette.

"Zhou Shuanglu, the daughter of the Zhou family, please teach me."

As the deafening sound of drums rang out, Zhou Shuanglu immediately drew her sword and rushed in front of Jiang Xuan, aiming for his throat with every move.

Jiang Xuan dodged while observing carefully. As expected, there was a speeding talisman on Zhou Shuanglu's back. In this situation, dodging blindly would only consume his energy.

The black iron sword and the ancient spirit sword collided with each other, making a slight cracking sound. Jiang Xuan raised his hand to catch the broken section of the sword and stabbed it straight into Zhou Shuanglu's side.

Zhou Shuanglu was frightened by this sudden change of tactics and quickly turned around to avoid it. Jiang Xuan's attack was fast and fierce, not at all like that of a serious cultivator.

Jiang Xuan formed his five fingers into claws and attacked Zhou Shuanglu's shoulder. Zhou Shuanglu turned around, took the opportunity to gather spiritual power in her palm, and slapped Jiang Xuan's dantian heavily.

The two flew out as their spiritual powers collided. Zhou Shuanglu raised her head and smiled triumphantly. She had used all of her spiritual power in that palm strike just now, and even Jiang Xuan's immortal spiritual root was destroyed.

The smoke dissipated, and Jiang Xuan stood there coldly. He sneered and threw away the broken half of the black iron sword in his hand.

He raised his hand and casually wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Some of the waste blood that was blocking the spiritual roots in his dantian was forcibly ejected. Jiang Xuan felt that even his body movements had become lighter.

There was still a faint trace of blood at the corner of Jiang Xuan's mouth, and his sneering look made Zhou Shuanglu feel a chill in her heart.

The people below the stage couldn't help but talk about it. Many elders paused for a moment and looked at Jiang Xuan's condition on the stage with concern.

"How is that possible? I just saw it. Miss Zhou hit her dantian!"

"In the competition just now, one person's Dantian was shattered and he fell directly from the world of cultivation! It is estimated that he will not survive."

"Could it be that Miss Zhou didn't perform well? Didn't she bring any spiritual power into that palm strike?"

Zhou Shuanglu gritted her teeth and widened her eyes, staring at Jiang Xuan's dantian.

"Zhou's detoxification palm is indeed well-deserved. Thank you very much."

Jiang Xuan smiled cheerfully to himself, trying to anger Zhou Shuanglu.

When Zhou Shuanglu could no longer hold back and raised her sword to move forward again, she found that her speed was much slower than before.

"Are you looking for this?"

Jiang Xuan pinched a yellow talisman between his delicate knuckles. He lowered his eyes to take a look, silently memorizing the pattern. Spiritual fire emerged from his hand, and the talisman instantly turned into powder.

"Oh, look at me, I accidentally burned it"

Jiang Xuan raised the last line of his voice slightly and looked down at Zhou Shuanglu.

"How about giving you a few?"

Jiang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, striking a pose that he thought was cool, but he didn't realize that he was holding the talisman upside down.

"Jiang Xuan! How dare you humiliate me like this!"

Zhou Shuanglu's face flushed red, and the people in the audience fell silent, staring blankly with their mouths open at the erotic picture in Jiang Xuan's hand.

"Fuck! Hey! No!"

Before Jiang Xuan had the chance to explain, Zhou Shuanglu took out another sharper spiritual sword, raised her hand, injected all her spiritual power and pounced on Jiang Xuan.