Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

Xuehuai simply packed up a few favorite clothes.

This is a habit he has developed over the years, and he can't even fill the storage ring.

Xuehuai suddenly realized that the past ten years on the battlefield seemed to have raised him carelessly. Before he was 16 years old, he did not drink from the tea set outside, sleep on a new bedding, and did not spend the night outside. He had to eat something home-made every day. Small snacks, you can't sleep well without a little phoenix down pillow in your arms.

It was too squeamish before, and it was too bitter afterward.After weighing it for a while, Xuehuai decided to make a compromise, and stuffed his daily personal items: tea set, folding fan, towel, etc. into it. Then, he went out again and packed a year's worth of food. Kraken crab roe buns and crab cakes are sealed with magic spells.

He also chose the mount for himself. In his previous life he used a nine-color deer, but in this life he wants to change it to a fresh one.

He decided to train the gluttonous ghost with all his heart, trying to train it into a divine beast that can eat garbage, clean up, fight, carry people, and watch the house.

He even thought about the spiritual roots he majored in during his practice.His cultivation base of the water spirit root faction has reached the silver core, and it is of course the first priority to continue to cultivate to the golden core and learn the method of observing the mind that can peek into the details from memory, but his grandfather Murong Jinchuan is not an idle person, and he has to pass the time when practicing. After many trials, if he reveals his secrets, he will definitely not be able to escape the eyes of the old man.

Therefore, Xuehuai intends to claim to her grandfather that she provokes unclean things because of the water spirit root, and plans to major in wood spirit root.

The wood spirit root will be a healing technique in the future.

Murong Jinchuan was distressed about his illness last time, so he definitely had no objection.As for his grandmother, she herself is a witch who is proficient in medical skills, a member of the Fengyu tribe, and has always been worried that Xuehuai, like his mother, would die young because of the natural weak constitution of the Fengyu tribe, so she has always wanted him to learn healing techniques.

The rest are weapons.

Those who learn the healing technique usually don't have the ability to protect themselves. At most, the spell can create a solid barrier, and it will be over if someone breaks it.At this time, it is necessary to use magic tools to convert spiritual power.One of the best weapons sold by their Xue Family is the Spirit Fire Gun, and most of them are sold for medicinal and medical repairs.

When Xuehuai thought of this, she immediately remembered the spirit fire gun that she tried at Shenhuatai that day.

This weapon is from the hands of Bai Yi, the prince of Fuli Palace, and it is effective against thousands of armies, but there are many things behind it.Xuehuai doesn't know how to use it now, but it doesn't mean she can't use it in the future.

What's more, what he has to face in the future is a powerful force that can hold the Xue family and the Murong family hostage. To protect his family, he must first become stronger himself.

Xuehuai went to Shenhuatai again, and brought back the firecracker.

There he met Yun Cuo.

"I don't come here often recently, are you resting at home?" Yun Cuo was still looking down at the list of goods in his hand, as if this person didn't do anything all day long and only read this book here.

Xuehuai said, "Forget it, I'll come and get something."

He took out the spirit fire blunderbuss—silver-white, much slender and lighter than mortal blunderbusses filled with gunpowder, and it looked exquisite and gorgeous rather than intimidating.

On it he found the hosel for the blade, evidently the man who made it had intended it to serve two purposes at once.

Yun Cuo stood up at this time, stood at the door to look at him, and said softly: "I asked people last time, and they said that the name of this magic weapon is 'Yi', and the craftsmanship of its production is beyond test. Now the prince of Fuli Palace I'm practicing in seclusion, and I can't find anyone else to verify it, Xuehuai, don't touch it just for fun, do you understand?"

Xuehuai said: "Well, good."

Yun Cuo said again: "If you really want to use it, then you can find me... or find someone else to watch it, it's fine."

The second half of the sentence was quickly skipped by him in a soft voice, implying that he still went to find him.

Xuehuai said: "Okay."

He originally said a few polite words out of politeness, but Yun misunderstood him and laughed, looking into his eyes: "You are so good today, Xuehuai."

Gentle and gentle, with some joy that anyone with a discerning eye can see, because he talked to him kindly today.

It was this father-like tone again, before Xuehuai had time to get angry, Yuncuo apologized to him again: "I'm sorry."

Xuehuai thought about it and endured it.

I'm leaving in a few days, and I don't plan to tell him.In terms of friendship, Yun Cuo had saved his life and helped him solve many troubles. Even if he didn't say goodbye, he should have let him know.

But he was really afraid of him.

Xuehuai left the next morning, in order to prevent Xuezong from rushing back to see him off, he deliberately ran very fast, the angry Xuezong scolded him for being unfilial in Jade Bird's letter.

Xuehuai rubbed the gluttonous ghost's bald head after listening to the letter, smiled, and did not defend herself.He knows that a short parting can bring about a longer peace and tranquility. No one will believe him when he tells about the current situation. He can only rely on his own efforts.

After arriving at Murong Mountain Villa, after a little grooming, he was led by Murong Jinchuan down to Xianshan Mountain and worshiped as a teacher.

The Murong family used to be in the material business, and there are all kinds of rare treasures in the fairy world. Later, it became bigger. In addition to dozens of nearby fairy mountains and towns, more monks and students were recruited.At the same time, Murong Xianmen also took over the business of renting out fairy mountains for people to clean up and raise spirit beasts. The so-called family has a big business, and the world is full of peaches and plums. The Xue family can't keep up in this respect.

But now he sums it up, the Murong family favors literature, and the Xue family favors martial arts. If the two can unite through him, it will not be difficult to gain a foothold in the future turmoil.

Murong Jinchuan is a swordsman, and he can't teach him healing skills, so he can only find someone else.

His master's name is Cai Yi, she is a woman, and she is also a very rare medicine cultivator who has ascended from a mortal to an immortal. Her spiritual roots and cultivation are very good.

More importantly, Xuehuai remembered and recognized this female gentleman.

In his previous life, he often came to Murong Villa to play when he was a child. Once when he was playing around, he scratched his skin. It was Cai Yi who healed the injury. He later sent her a bouquet of flowers to express his gratitude.

After that, Cai Yi also asked him if he had any intention of becoming a medical practitioner, and Murong Mi also thought it was feasible, but this plan was finally shelved because Xuehuai did not come to Xianshan to practice.

After paying homage to the teacher and finding a place to live, it is considered to be settled down.

There are not many people who study healing and medical science, and most of them are girls. Xuehuai, a cool and quiet handsome young man, is very popular, but it is also because he is too stable-in fact, he has not yet gotten used to the new environment. Received did not show.Most people dare not approach him easily, and are very cautious even when talking to him.

There were also boys of the same age who heard about him and rushed over to see him, but they couldn't help muttering: "He is good-looking, but he is a good boy, he should go to the battlefield to kill him. What sissy? Does anyone really like him?"

The boys and girls took advantage of the gap between classes to peek at it, but Xuehuai didn't notice it, and didn't rush to leave after class, flipping through books in the empty classroom.

It was still a scene that became quiet like a painting, and people peeking outside couldn't help but hold their breath.

The companion went to poke him with an elbow and coughed a few times: "Who said no. Tell me, is he engaged, does he have a Taoist companion?"

Xianzhou people don't shy away from such things. After all, double cultivation is the fastest-growing method of cultivation, and the teachers also turn a blind eye to the dual cultivation of the same sect.

"He has it, and we are engaged."

Suddenly, a strange face came under the window.He is tall and tall, and when others look back, they are shocked——

An extremely handsome young man in black appeared here at some point.

A girl had already noticed this, and she exclaimed a little.

The new batch of disciples recruited by Xianshan this year must be too good-looking!

Xuehuai is one, and this young man in black who didn't even make the training clothes for the door is the same, why are they so good-looking?

Looking at it again, I found something wrong again: the man in front of him looked as indifferent as ice, with silver hair and dark red eyes, evil and wild, making people want to retreat three feet away.

"What? With whom?"

"Follow me. Don't get his idea." The silver-haired young man said in a deep voice.

"No, tell me clearly, who are you? What's your name, which gentleman's disciple?"

Yun Cuo glanced at the other party coldly, his eyes were serious, and he swept across the faces of the people present one by one in a menacing manner, then turned and left.He is like a shadow in the wind, one moment he was still in front of his eyes, but the next moment he has walked more than ten zhang away, and when he looked again, he had already disappeared in the wind.

Only a very few people heard the two words that floated faintly in the wind: "The cloud is wrong."

I heard it, but I couldn't believe it, I just thought it was a mistake.

Just when Xuehuai heard the movement, he finally noticed the large group of people who had gathered outside the window at some time, but when he turned around, the people by the door had long since disappeared, and they all ran very fast.

Xuehuai: "?"

He pinched his face, wondering: "Am I so scary?"