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

Jiang Xuan stared at the civet cat for a long time. The more she looked, the more familiar it seemed. However, the civet cat was still different from the one she remembered.

Maybe it's just a species of animal, not the same cat.

She couldn't quite understand the feeling of loss in her heart. Even if she met the civet cat again, she probably wouldn't do anything.

Chu Xian accidentally smeared blood on the magic weapon, triggering the protection mechanism of the magic weapon.

"Meow!"

A golden light burst out like a sharp sword and pierced the right hind leg of the eight-tailed civet cat.

Jiang Xuan's eyes froze. The location of the stab wound was exactly the same as the scar in his memory.

Perhaps because it had been looking at the cat for a long time, the eight-tailed civet cat also turned its head and shook the hair on the tips of its ears sensitively.

There was a hint of doubt in the cat's eyes. It just tilted its head and looked at Jiang Xuan quietly. It didn't even chase after the distant mountain clan leader who had already fled in panic.

The civet cat lowered its head and moved closer, as if it wanted to smell Jiang Xuan's scent, but was frightened away by the burning talisman in Jing Yuming's hand.

"Junior sister, please stay away. Master and I will handle this here."

Jing Yuming blocked Jiang Xuan behind him and realized that the civet cat seemed to be particularly interested in his junior sister. His gentle and calm brows frowned slightly.

The eight-tailed civet cat turned a few steps left and right lightly, and seeing that Jiang Xuan was blocked by this annoying man, it stomped its feet in anger, then lay down on the ground like a spoiled child, exposing its belly.

Brothers:? The fierce civet cat just now seemed to be an illusion...

Bai Yushu knew something about this kind of cat beast, and he pushed Jiang Xuan's shoulder briskly to let her move forward.

"Maybe this cat likes you. Junior sister, you just got here, it would be nice to go over and touch it after seeing the world."

Senior Brother Bai Yushu, who is an optimistic and sociable person by nature, quickly became familiar with Jiang Xuan, and his fangs could occasionally be seen under the corners of his lips when he smiled and talked.

It is somewhat similar to the civet cat.

"If she is bitten to death, you will collect her body yourself."

Pei Muqing gave his third junior brother a slap, twisted his wrist and looked at Jiang Xuan, as if warning her not to do anything stupid.

The corners of Jiang Xuan's mouth twitched twice. Not wanting to be hit on the head, he silently took two steps back.

Who would have thought that the civet cat would follow closely, whimpering with its mouth open, almost speaking human language.

Spirit beasts that have not formed a bond cannot understand human language. Even though Jiang Xuan told it in a nice tone that she was leaving, the cat still stuck to her.

"Jiang Xuan, it's a bit troublesome to make a bond with this eight-tailed spirit cat."

Jing Yuming saw that Jiang Xuan was a little hesitant, and he thought for a while before speaking.

"The eight-tailed spirit cat can be taken as a mount if the cultivation level of the person making the contract is high, but if the cultivation level is low..."

Pei Muqing lowered his voice and came close to Jiang Xuan, "You are its ninth tail that helps it become an immortal."

This time it was Jing Yuming's turn to give Pei Muqing a slap in the face, and Jiang Xuan found it quite funny.

This way of scolding junior fellow disciples is something that was passed down from generation to generation in the sect.

It turns out that the eight-tailed civet cat has such a taboo. I wonder if Jiang Xuan almost became its tail when he encountered it in his first life.

In this way, her annoying boss, the Demon Lord, actually saved her life indirectly.

"Don't scare my little sister"

The eldest brother's voice was gentle, and he was relieved to see that you were calm.

These two junior brothers don't follow the rules and are always making trouble. They must be disciplined by the master.

The civet cat tilted its head in some confusion. Seeing that Jiang Xuan was still leaving, it anxiously ran to the side, picked up something, and bumped into him again.

It was Jing Yuming who was quick to move Jiang Xuan aside.

Otherwise, the chance of being hit and killed by a big cat, although not high, is definitely not zero.

The civet cat tapped the magic weapon with its little paws, motioning Jiang Xuan to look. Jiang Xuan looked for a long time but still didn't understand.

"Is this...thirsty and want to drink water? Won't this bell leak if I fill it with water?"

The eight-tailed civet cat wished it could open Jiang Xuan's brain to make her wake up. If this person didn't smell like what it liked and it just needed a place to shelter, it wouldn't have bothered to pester her so much.

Sleeping outside in the open and being chased and beaten is both annoying and troublesome just thinking about it.

"This is a soul-suppressing lock, which can suppress the spirit cat's cultivation to the same level as yours."

"Hmm... This is the magic weapon of Yuanshan Sect. It should have been dropped by the two disciples just now."

Liu Rumo tapped the folding fan in his hand, thought for a moment, then looked up at Jiang Xuan and smiled.

"This cat is destined to be with you, Jiang Xuan. If you want to form a bond with it, your master can help you."

Jiang Xuan looked down at the spirit cat, then looked up at the sky, as if he had made up his mind, and looked at his master with shining eyes.

"Master, I want to make a bond."

This time she disrupted the plot line. Perhaps, she can survive to the end, or perhaps, she has the ability to adopt this poor stray eight-tailed cat.

After all... Jiang Xuan looked at the civet cat's fluffy tail and almost drooled.

It really looks nice to touch...

It would be so happy if I could sleep with my head resting on a big cat.

A poor stray civet cat weighing 800 kilograms and with high cultivation level: Why does my tail suddenly feel cold?

Liu Rumo was stunned when he saw Jiang Xuan's energetic face, and then, as if to get rid of some emotion, he raised his hand to set up a formation, encircling Jiang Xuan and the civet cat.

As blood dripped from Jiang Xuan's fingertips, the civet cat felt a warmth between its brows. The mark flashed for a moment and then disappeared into its thick fur.

"That's it, Jiang Xuan, just hold it yourself."

When the eight-tailed spirit cat fell, it happened to catch on the master's arm. Due to the suppression of its cultivation level, its body shape looked no different from that of a cat in the human world.

only......

Liu Rumo is old and feels that his arms are starting to ache.

This cat is really good...

The spirit-calling lock hung around the civet cat's neck makes the cat look a lot more refined.

Jiang Xuan raised his hand to take the civet cat, and his body was shaken. He looked at the civet cat's snow-white fur and thought for a while.

"I'll just call you Little Coal Ball!"

Xiaobai: You know how to name things...

Civet Cat: To survive, I endured...

Brothers: It seems that it should be called Big Coal Ball

After all, when they first met in Fire City, Little Coal Ball was completely black. It was only after he followed the team for a few days that he accidentally fell into the water and Jiang Xuan discovered that it was a white cat.

The little coal ball was round and followed Jiang Xuan with every step. When it climbed onto its master's sword, even the tip of the sword was pressed down slightly.

Liu Rumo raised the folding fan and pressed it on the bone of his right wrist, casting a spell to maintain his balance.

"Jiang Xuan, try to choose one that can fly next time."

Jiang Xuan nodded and pinched the third layer of the chin of the little coal ball to play with it.

After returning to Suiyi Sect, accompanied by his disciples, Jiang Xuan pinched his fingers to ignite spiritual fire, and lit it in front of the soul lamp.

The warm flame leaped out, shook a few times, and then stuck to the wick and stood still.

I don’t know if this soul lamp can still keep burning after five years of war between immortals and demons.

"Now that my junior sister is here and the competition is coming up, all of you should stay in the sect and practice with me."

Liu Rumo carefully put away the soul lamp and placed it on the high platform for safekeeping. He rarely put on airs when he saw his disciples wandering outside every day.

Now happens to be the first major competition after the election. There are many new young people admitted into the world of cultivation. In the past, fights and brawls occurred frequently at such times. It is safest for all disciples to stay in the sect.

Anyway, the Suiyi Sect doesn't need any honor. It doesn't matter whether you win or not in a fight. What's more important is that everyone is intact.

Bai Yushu and Jiang Xuan responded and started to tease the little coal ball. Pei Muqing was thinking about sneaking out to skip class, but he nodded after receiving a glance from his senior brother.

There was no way. Although the eldest senior brother was a talisman cultivator, his strength was terrifying. Normally, two Jindan-stage sword cultivators could only fight him to a draw.

Pei Muqing didn't want to be caught by his senior brother again and made to observe his killing array talismans.

Jiang Xuan's residence was between several senior brothers. He was teaching Little Coal Ball to speak until midnight when he discovered that the light on the eldest brother's side was still on, and it seemed that he was still practicing.

Tsk tsk, no wonder the master told her not to mess with the senior brother.

He is so strong and hardworking that people feel he is reliable, but also feel that if you make him angry, the world will fall apart.

At dawn the next day, Jiang Xuan was awakened by the knock on the door by his senior brother.

Although Jing Yuming was very gentle, Jiang Xuan also saw his suppressive power among his fellow brothers.

Even Pei Muqing, who has the most vicious tongue, would restrain himself in front of him.

So Jiang Xuan obediently followed his senior brother and went to practice and class.

After being a demon cultivator for seven lifetimes, it was really a bit novel for him to suddenly go to a sect in the cultivation world to attend classes.

Jiang Xuan had a general understanding of the theoretical knowledge. After all, she had done her homework before attacking the world of cultivation.

She had even experienced some formations herself, and knew which killing formations the demon cultivators feared the most.

Just let her practice it herself and her hands will have their own ideas.

No matter how Liu Rumo demonstrated or corrected him, Jiang Xuan's movements were like those of a demon cultivator.

"Jiang Xuan, it should be like this"

The eldest senior brother, who was as gentle as jade, twisted his fingertips, and his jade-like hands smoothly passed through the air, pointing out a beautiful diagram of the formation.

Jiang Xuan observed carefully for a moment, then skillfully drew an identical one using the magic cultivator's simplified fighting gestures.

There's no way, it seems muscle memory can't be changed, but it's okay as long as I can use it.

"Junior sister is very insightful"

Jing Yuming smiled gently and nodded slightly.

"Oh, oh, forget it. The eldest brother has said it's okay. Master won't make things difficult for you. Just do as you please."

Liu Rumo thought about it for a while and stopped worrying about it. He happily continued teaching.

It doesn’t matter. Anyway, their Suiyi Sect has no intention of climbing to the top of the mountain. It’s enough for the formation to protect themselves.

As soon as the mental method class ended, the representative sent by Xuanyue Sect to publicize the competition arrived at Suiyi Sect.

The eldest senior brother Jing Yuming is a talisman practitioner with water spiritual roots, so the representative tried to win him over with words and even told him that he could transfer to another sect before the competition.

Jiang Xuan suddenly had the illusion that someone came to his school to poach a genius before the college entrance examination, but seeing Jing Yuming's indifferent expression, he didn't seem interested.

"The sect that wins the competition will receive secret treasures, including top-level life-saving magical instruments and secret talisman cultivation techniques. Is this fellow Taoist really not going to consider this?"

Suiyi Sect is located in a remote and dilapidated area, so the representative of Xuanyue Sect directly offered the temptation of benefits.

Wait...a top-level life-saving magic weapon!

Jiang Xuan remembered that in the original plot, the Xuan Yue Sect where the heroine Jiang Li was located won and finally obtained all the secret treasures.

But in the end, the plot was all about love, and there was no description of the usefulness of the secret treasure at all.

If those life-saving magic weapons could help Jiang Xuan block a sword in the end, maybe she could pass the battle between immortals and demons!

It seems that she must win the competition.

This can not only enhance the status of Suiyi Sect and indirectly destroy the dead bait plan, but also take the opportunity to find some handy weapons. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

“Sorry, not considering”

Jing Yuming still had a polite and distant smile on his face, but his tone had become heavier, and he rejected the representative word by word.

On the contrary, Jiang Xuan stared at the representative with shining eyes.

"I, I, I, I mean the winner will get a secret treasure after the competition, but I don't have it now!"

The representative said a few words in panic and ran away. Poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people. He thought that Jiang Xuan was blinded by greed and wanted to rob him directly.

Jiang Xuan looked at the representative speechlessly as he ran away as if he was on Hot Wheels.

"But Senior Brother, you are a water sorcerer, why didn't you go to Xuanyue Sect at that time?"

Logically speaking, after his talent of top-grade water spiritual roots was measured, he should have been directly pulled into the sect by Yueying.

Jing Yuming paused as he looked at his junior sister's curious eyes, then bent his eyes and patted Jiang Xuan's head.

"Of course it's because I can't be the eldest senior brother in Xuanyue Sect."

There was a smile in his tone, and Jiang Xuan couldn't tell whether he was joking or serious.