Xianzun is Collapsing Every Day

Mu Chuihan opened his eyes again, and he couldn't accept such a big difference for a while.

He was in the house when he came, but now that he is on Fu Yan, he is also in the same room.

It's just... There is only one word to describe this room.

poverty.

too poor.

Mu Chuihan had never experienced the feelings of the four walls of a disciple, but Tiandao probably wanted to make up for this shortcoming, so he specially let him come down and experience it.

The whole house is so small that it can be walked in two or three steps, and there is not even a single piece of furniture except for a broken bed that can barely lie down. The walls were a simple loess color, and Mu Chuihan stretched out his hand to wipe it, and ashes fell down.

There are still large dark red marks on the side of the wall where he fell when he woke up. The wisp of divine consciousness that Mu Chuihan separated also merged with his main soul at this time, and the memories of the past eighteen years poured in. Mu Chuihan quickly grabbed the important part from it

Fu Yan slammed his head into the wall, bleeding profusely and in a tragic shape.

Mu Chuihan couldn't help shrinking his body, and then he touched his forehead with hindsight. Sure enough, he felt the blood that had not dried up. There was a throbbing pain as the fingers ran across the wound.

Well, it turns out that the fate of this unfortunate child was nothing but suicide.

After all, it is also the consciousness that he distributed, how can he be so unmotivated, and still have the idea of ​​suicide. Thanks to him coming directly, otherwise, wouldn't this body that he had been pinching for hundreds of years be abolished?

Mu Chuihan despised himself while receiving those new memories, and quickly found the reason for Fu Yan's suicide.

In the end, it's still a poor word.

Since falling into the world 18 years ago, Fu Yan was adopted by a kind-hearted old woman, and the two lived a poor but happy life. It's a pity that the old woman was seriously ill two years ago, and Fu Yan ran around to raise money for her foster mother's medical treatment. When the neighbors saw them, they also retreated. All the valuable things in the family were all pawned, but it was only a drop in the bucket. The life of the old woman.

Now Fu Yan has buried his adoptive mother alive, but because of the funeral, he owes a large amount of money to the local tyrants and cannot be returned. It might have been at most a tragic story of selling one's body to bury his mother, but Fu Yan was born beautiful, and a group of people wanted to force him to do an unusual "selling one's body", so he was completely despairing and wanted to die.

Mu Chuihan quickly watched Fu Yan's life, and finally thought calmly that it was not the child's fault. Ask yourself, if he is so poor, he probably wants to die.

What's more, although Fu Yan was transformed by his divine sense, his personality was completely different from his own. In the face of the debt collection method proposed by the last creditor, he would rather not bend, and a jade and stone were burned. If it were Mu Chuihan himself, it would most likely be a false and abusive first, and then it would not be too late to run away.

It's just a pity that he gave Fu Yan such a beautiful face, and coupled with such an upright temperament, it didn't play any role.

Strictly speaking, Fu Yan's face was very similar to Mu Chuihan himself. At that time, Lingsoucao was in the form of an adult, and its appearance was determined by Mu Chuhuihan. It's a pity that he is not a top painter who can pinch his face out of thin air, and he has lived in a secluded mountain for a long time. The only reference around him is himself and Suixing. Suixing was stunned and refused to sell her color, so Mu Chuihan had to draw a gourd according to his own face and mess around.

But he is not completely unchanged. Eyes are the key to determining a person's temperament. Mu Chuihan himself gave birth to a pair of phoenix eyes. When he doesn't make an expression, he looks cold, and a casual glance is enough to make outsiders feel unattainable. It is precisely because of this that he was able to maintain his aloof image and swindle his admirers from generation to generation.

However, for Fu Yan, Mu Chuihan specially drew the eyes of double willow leaves. When he smiled, his eyes were curved like willow leaves and glistening like spring water, which was extremely confusing, adding color to his icy facial features.

In Mu Chuihan's original idea, Fu Yanli should inherit his own rambunctious personality and live a very relaxed and comfortable life. Who would have thought that it would be so miserable. Liu Yeyan was originally meant to look good with a smile, but Fu Yan was forced to live out a bitter and vengeful look, which was a waste of his painstaking efforts.

However, this is not a problem. Mu Chuihan himself is already controlling this body, so he naturally won't go down this old path.

He has lived for thousands of years in front of outsiders with the appearance of alpine ice and snow, and it is time to let go of his nature and entertain himself.

With this thought in mind, Mu Chuihan checked the small shabby house hastily, and confirmed that he had nothing else to take with him except the clothes on his body, so he hummed a little tune and prepared to go out.

The first step is to make money.

Mu Chuihan pushed open the door lazily, still planning a way to get the money quickly, but a strong man like a hill suddenly appeared in front of him. If he hadn't reacted quickly and stopped in time, he would probably have hit the man head-on.

Mu Chuihan took a few steps back and carefully looked at the person who suddenly appeared. The big man was more than half a head taller than him, and he was very strong. There was a hideous scar on his face, and he looked fierce.

He had read Fu Yan's memory just now, and he recognized it as soon as he saw the big man's face. By coincidence, this man was one of the debt collectors who forced Fu Yan to death.

Mu Chuihan's running path was blocked, and he straightened his shirt a little embarrassedly. He didn't have any intention of revenge, so he squeezed out a smile and negotiated gently: "Brother, do you think you can let me go out first?"

The big man's figure blocked the door of Fu Yan's dilapidated house, and Mu Chuihan couldn't run even if he wanted to.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard this, the big man opened his eyes angrily at him, and then said mercilessly: "Repay the debt."

Mu Chuihan is very acquainted: "You see that I have no money now, why don't you give me a while..."

The big man was unmoved: "Repay the debt."

Mu Chuihan didn't give up: "Then what do you think of this hut, why don't I use it to pay off some of the debt?"

The big man snorted, and the expression on his face became sarcastic, as if he was mocking how he dared to say such unreasonable words. Even ten such thatched huts are not even the tip of the iceberg of what Fu Yan owes.

So the big man opened his mouth again, and what he said was finally different: "The house is not good."

"Oh." Mu Chuihan replied very smoothly, "Then what can be done?"

"You." The big man said very decisively.

After going around and around, I finally came back to this topic. Seeing that Mu Chuihan couldn't fool him, he could only sigh and nodded, "Okay."

The opening that Fu Yan brought him was really outrageous. This body has not been cultivated, and it is definitely not a big man's opponent just by strength. The only way to escape from this debt collector now is to use spiritual power.

However, Mu Chuihan's divine soul had already entered a free world. If he used spells rashly, it would only cause his body to not be able to carry the divine soul's power, and in the end, he would die together, destroying this hard-forged body again.

It's not worth it for such a trivial matter.

And thinking about what might happen next, Mu Chuihan actually felt a little strange.

Dahan was accustomed to Fu Yan's awe-inspiring and inviolable appearance, but this time he prepared a lot of coercive and enticing rhetoric, intending to intimidate first and then act. Unexpectedly, he got a light and fluffy sentence, which made him feel powerless with a punch on the cotton wool.

He frowned, even suspecting fraud.

But Mu Chuihan really stayed where he was, and didn't move, and even asked casually, "Then big brother, where are we going now?"

This was the first time the big man had seen someone so leisurely before being sold, and he felt that something was wrong. He tried to take a step into the room, but Mu Chuihan still did not hide, with a smile on his face: "Let's go."

The big man was at a loss, but the hesitation in his heart was quickly dispelled. He had been stalemate on this task for too long, and after taking Fu Yan, he could get the remuneration he was owed.

Money makes people brave. The big man quickly took no hesitation and took a hemp rope to tie the smiling teenager.

Mu Chuihan cooperated very well, let him stretch out his hand, took the initiative to turn himself into a zongzi, and was carried away by the big man.

He was speculating about his destination along the way. Originally thought that Fu Yan would be willing to commit suicide, it was probably the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, which eats people without spitting bones, but unexpectedly, the big man finally stopped in front of a teahouse and walked in with Mu Chuihan.

The owner of the teahouse seemed to know what was going on here, and when he saw Mu Chuihan who was tied up, he was not surprised. He didn't even give him a second look and let them go up to the second floor.

The big man finally stopped at the door of an Accord. Before knocking on the door, he scrutinized Mu Chuihan's entire body again. In the end, he probably felt that the appearance of the five-flowered tying was unsightly, and he expected that in front of the people in the accordion, Mu Chuihan couldn't play any tricks, so he untied the ropes on him.

After all this was done, he knocked on the door preciously.

Soon, a child's voice sounded inside: "Come in."

Mu Chuihan followed the big man into the door, and there were two people in the accordion. A middle-aged man who looked like a manager was recording something in the booklet, while another seven or eight-year-old boy stood beside him.

Hearing them coming in, the steward didn't look up and continued to write with the pen, but asked casually, "Who is coming, and what are they carrying?"

The big man pushed Mu Chuihan forward, and replied very respectfully, "Mr. Huang, please take a look."

Mu Chuihan looked at the steward, it was clearly the human world, but he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power in the steward, and it was obviously from the world of immortal cultivation, no wonder the big man was so respectful.

The spiritual energy in the world is thin, and only a small number of talented people can step into the world of immortality and pursue the path of longevity. Therefore, monks are often highly respected in the world.

Mu Chuihan even thought for a while, if the big man knew that he was selling the number one person in the world of immortal cultivation, he would definitely have a pretty face.

The steward heard this and did not react. He casually wrote the last few words, closed the booklet in his hand and put it away, then slowly looked at Mu Chuihan.

Mu Chuihan smiled at him.

The steward was just a little bit interested and commented: "You have a good appearance."

The beauty of the world of immortals is like a cloud, but although the young man in front of him is from the world, his appearance is not inferior to those of the famous monks. But what made this steward more concerned was the temperament of this young man.

Soft but not cowardly, charming but not demonic.

Even a tattered shirt can't hide his demeanor.

The big man was overjoyed when he heard the praise. I knew that this kid was good looking, and bringing him to see the steward could really sell for a good price.

"But—" the steward turned around and said, "Appearance is not important in the world of higher cultivation."

As soon as he waved his hand, two water mirrors appeared out of thin air on the table.

These two water mirrors are very common in the world of cultivating immortals. Only when both are good, can we go a long way on the long road to immortality.

The cultivator is used to seeing beautiful women, and the steward knows that if you want to sell a good price, it is far from enough to have a good appearance, and it is truly a rare commodity that has both talent and roots.

His abacus is very good. If the talent of the boy is mediocre, he will take him back to be a handyman; if he has a little talent, it can be regarded as a precious lot in their auction; Sending the young man to a major sect to practice, and he will become a talent in the future, he can be regarded as a gift of knowledge.

In either case, this transaction is bound to pay off.

The steward showed a rare smile and motioned the boy to touch the water mirror with his hand.

Mu Chuihan slowly stretched out his hand and placed the first mirror to test his physique. He is very familiar with this process. After putting it on, the tester can absorb the spiritual current from the water mirror. The stronger the spiritual current, the better the root bone.

However, Mu Chuihan waited for a long time, the water mirror didn't move, and he never felt the aura of spiritual flow.

Could it be that Fu Yan's body is not suitable for cultivation? The body that Lingsoucao turned into should not be like this!

There was disappointment in the steward's eyes, but Mu Chuihan did not believe in evil and waited patiently. The water mirror finally changed slowly, and a light purple mist surged up.

At the same time, Mu Chuihan felt powerless for a while, and his heart was empty and helpless. He looked down, and in the water mirror, five light purple spiritual currents gradually gathered, and they flowed continuously from his body to the hazy mist!

This body is like falling into the void, almost drained of strength, and the spiritual current in the mirror becomes more and more solid, from light purple to deep purple, the mist of the water mirror is getting heavier and heavier, and finally it almost condenses into a purple entity. To come out of the mirror.

The steward couldn't hide his surprise. He had lived for many years, but it was the first time in his life that he saw such a scene.

Mu Chuihan's eyes darkened.

The five yin fusion body.

In other words, in easy-to-understand terms - the body of the top furnace.