Xianzun is Collapsing Every Day

"How can this work!" Lin Xu's voice was a little higher, and then realized that they were still on the road, so he consciously lowered his voice and said anxiously: "Aren't you deceiving the elders? In case Jun Yun finds out , aren't we all finished?"

"Deception?" Mu Chuihan asked strangely, "Did I say that I know Tingyun-Jun very well?"

"That's not true." Lin Xu said, "However, when you say that, it's not just a hint..."

"No." Mu Chuihan said slowly, "How can I suggest that it's not entirely because you think too much? Besides, as a senior, how could Jun Tingyun care about us children?"

Mu Chuihan spoke plausibly, completely forgetting that he was supposed to be the same senior as Ting Yun-jun. In terms of age, he was perhaps several hundred years older than Ye Tingjiang.

Lin Xu thought there was nothing wrong at first, and said dumbfoundedly: "Then, then you also said that you want to do a fake show with Ting Yunjun?"

Mu Chuihan approached mysteriously: "You haven't seen Lord Tingyun, have you?"

Lin Xu shook her head blankly.

Mu Chuihan clicked his tongue, and did not hesitate to praise himself: "Zhilan Yushu, handsome and handsome, will never forget it."

"Why do you think about this..." The real 18-year-old innocent boy Lin Xu's face turned a little red for no reason, but he still wanted to maintain the dignity of his idol: "Jun Tingyun's swordsmanship is unparalleled... How can you only look at your face?"

Mu Chuihan had a reason: "You fell in love with Tingyun-Jun's swordsmanship, and I fell in love with Tingyun-Jun's appearance. Isn't it the same in essence?"

Lin Xu: "Yes, probably not..."

Mu Chuihan: "What's more, anyone can teach swordsmanship, right, but with an appearance like Jun Tingyun, isn't it unparalleled in the world?"

Lin Xu: "Okay, it seems to make sense."

Mu Chuihan took the opportunity to send his roommate, who had been stunned for a moment, to go back to rest first. He hadn't forgotten that he also took on the task of collecting herbs from Houshan yesterday.

Although he is a sword cultivator, he has always been interested in refining equipment and pharmaceuticals. He used to fiddle around in Yinqing Mountain, and then fiddled with this body.

If it wasn't because Ye Tingjiang was also a sword cultivator, even if Mu Chuihan stepped back on the path of immortal cultivation, he would most likely choose to become a medicine cultivator.

Mu Chuihan took out the map that Outer Sect sent to each new disciple, and touched the back mountain all the way.

Since it was a task for beginner disciples, it wouldn't be too difficult. Those spirit medicines were all simple and common items, and even a layman like Mu Chuihan could easily identify them without a picture book.

However, when collecting the medicine, I encountered a little difficulty.

Every time Mu Chuihan saw the elixir he needed, and was about to start it, an orange afterimage flew towards him, and the wind swirled the clouds. When the afterimage disappeared, nothing would grow.

It was enough for just one time, Mu Chuihan was very patient, and changed several kinds of elixir in a row, but it was no surprise that the orange shadow could be drawn every time.

Mu Chuihan was puzzled and began to suspect that this was a test from the Immortal Sect. Could it be that they think picking elixir is too easy, so they have to set up such a level to train their disciples?

So the next time, when the orange shadow appeared again, Mu Chuihan didn't avoid it as desperately as before.

The things that new disciples can handle are never too great.

The afterimage was too fast for Mu Chuihan to catch it, so he could only go in the original direction of the spirit medicine by feeling, trying to save even a single leaf under the afterimage.

However, before he waved twice, he felt a tingling pain on the back of his hand, and when he retracted it, he saw that there were three more bloodstains on the back of the originally smooth hand.

Looking up again, there was no more orange shadow, and where the herbal medicine was originally, there was an orange kitten with a whole body, flapping a white tail, tilted its head and stared at Mu Chuihan.

The man and the cat looked at each other for a moment, and the little orange cat opened its mouth with a wow, revealing two pointed little teeth, raised its front feet and waved its paws at Mu Chuihan, with "I'm fierce" written all over its body.

However, Mu Chuihan looked at the white spots on the little orange cat's ears and couldn't help laughing.

It was a kitten.

Seeing him, the orange cat laughed out loud, admitting that he was provoked, the soft orange fur all over his body exploded, and his fangs were exposed again.

Mu Chuihan couldn't help but open his arms: "Come on, give me a hug."

The orange cat took a step back cautiously.

Mu Chuihan showed a kind smile: "Don't be afraid, Feifei, come."

The words "杅杅" made the orange cat's ears stand up.

"Don't pretend, I know you understand." Mu Chuihan stood there with his hands down, trying to restrain himself from trying to touch the soft orange fur.

The little orange cat's round eyes are full of doubts, and he speaks human words, but his voice is like that of a five- or six-year-old child, tender and fresh: "How do you recognize me?"

Mu Chuihan said with a smile, "There is a beast whose shape is like a raccoon, with a white tail and a mane. It's called Feifei. You can worry about raising it. I didn't expect such a rare spirit beast to be encountered by me."

The orange cat raised his head and hummed, "Do you know how powerful it is?"

Mu Chuihan nodded and coaxed, "I know."

Saying so, in fact, he approached Feifei without hesitation, while the kitten was still immersed in the deterrent happiness, he stroked its soft back and sighed contentedly.

Fei Fei shivered all over, and his orange fur also swayed. It raised its paws: "What are you doing! How dare you take advantage of me!"

Mu Chuihan's heart was about to melt, and he coaxed softly: "Feifei, come, come back with me, okay?"

Feifei said angrily: "You are so rude, how dare you call me Feifei?"

Mu Chuihan asked curiously, "Then what should I call you?"

Fei Fei opened his mouth proudly, but was speechless, and lowered his head for a while: "I don't know. But you call me Fei Fei, just like I call you a person, it's ridiculous!"

"Fei Fei" is the general name of their entire clan, but unfortunately, there is only one left in the ground today, so it doesn't even have a mighty name.

Mu Chuihan rolled his eyes and thought of a brilliant idea: "I think it's okay to be called a person, or you can call me a person in the future, I'll call you Feifei, and we'll even out."

Feifei's eyes rolled around, and after a while, he said arrogantly: "Man, you disturbed my rest."

This is to acquiesce him to be called "Fei Fei", Mu Chuihan quickly apologized: "I'm really sorry, why don't you go back to sleep with me?"

"No." Feifei said angrily, "You want to trick me into going back to support."

The conspiracy was exposed at once, but Mu Chuihan was pleasantly surprised: "Feifei, you are so smart!"

Feifei gave him a disdainful look: "Don't think I'm really a stupid mortal beast."

Mu Chuihan said softly, "Yes, Lord Spirit Beast, you just took out all the spirit medicines I was going to pick. The people of the sect knew about it, but they are going to take you back."

"Uh-huh", Fei Fei suddenly lost her breath, and the whole cat softened into a puddle of liquid.

It's all to blame for this scornful person, who dared to make it rest, and it was just a little bit of revenge.

Mu Chuihan showed the scratches on the back of his hand again, pretending to be pitiful: "It hurts."

After hesitating for a while, Fei Fei still felt that this person was a bit miserable, so she took two steps closer and stuck out her tongue to lick the back of Mu Chuihan's hand.

Mu Chuihan made a decisive decision, hugged the little orange cat in his arms, dragged his weak body and ran out like a robber: "Let's go!"