Cultivation of the present

At the beginning of the 21st century, the house buying craze had not yet started, and the urban planning had not yet been perfected. At that time, there were still many small alleys in the motherland that even Chery QQ could not turn into.In a small alley that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary in L City, where there wasn't even a paved concrete road, four or five teenagers in the second stage of middle school were doing the most passionate and loyal thing in the second stage of middle school—fighting in groups.

It was said to be a gang fight, but it was actually four people beating a boy who looked thin, small and dry.Although it was four against one, the boy's force value could not be ignored. Facing three teenagers who were taller than him, he still had the upper hand.It's a pity that there were four of them, and the fourth boy saw blood on his forehead, and in a rage he picked up a stone and hit the boy on the back of the head.

Blood flowed, and the boy fell limp.Although these children did not study well on weekdays, they were only junior high school students. When they saw people lying down, they kicked them a few times and said some harsh words before running away.No one noticed that the boy's breathing became weaker and weaker. He grasped the ground a few times weakly with his palms, and finally stopped moving.

In just a few seconds, the boy moved his hands again. He touched the back of his injured head in pain, kicked his legs on the ground a few times, moaned twice, and passed out again.

This dizziness lasted for a whole night, and this time was enough for that foreign soul to use his little remaining true energy to mend the body that had just been seriously injured.

Too bad, this physical foundation is really too bad.In terms of aptitude, it is quite good, and the rare fire spirit root is a key disciple to be cultivated in any sect.However, the owner of this body is afraid that he hasn't eaten any good food since he was born, and his arms and legs are as thin as hemp sticks.However, this person's physique is obviously terrible, and he hasn't taken good care of it. He always fights with others, and he has a ruthless temper. At this time, it was as weak as a waste body without even a spiritual root.

If you want to practice again, I'm afraid you have to nourish it slowly for a while.

After almost all the old wounds of the body have been healed, there is not much real energy left in the soul.The boy who changed the core opened his eyes, and found that he was no longer in the alley where he fainted, but in a somewhat damp room.

Trying to search for the remaining thoughts of the original body, but this person walked away cleanly, without any remnants left, as if there was nothing worthy of his nostalgia in this world.The only thing that left an impression on him was the cruel words left by those youngsters before they left when he first possessed him. They called him Mu Xuan.

Mu Xuan sat up and looked around calmly. Most of the furnishings in the room were unknown. He thought he had come to an unknown space.After looking around, he turned his attention to another living creature in the room.It was a person, a grown man, who was sitting at a broken table, eating food and drinking wine, and the room was full of the smell of wine.

Although the taste is not good, this body is obviously extremely hungry. Seeing that others are eating deliciously, the stomach screams uncontrollably - gurgling...

Seeing Mu Xuan get up, the man drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, picked up the feather duster beside him and whipped it over: "Little bastard, you know how to fight and fight all day long! Fuck you, learn it, you don't have to spend money on it!" Yes! After this semester, I will find a job for Lao Tzu, so as not to waste food."

Mu Xuan had just repaired his body, which was so hungry that he had no strength to resist at all, so he had to cover his head, and the feather duster slammed into his back.It hurts very much, he is very thin and weak, it feels like hitting the bone directly, it hurts very much.But this is nothing to the soul in the body.

It's just that he seems to understand why this body can't hold up after just being beaten by ordinary fights. The extreme hunger tells him that this body probably hasn't had a serious meal for several days.The broken wine bottle in the corner also explained why when he was repairing his body, he found that in addition to the new injury hit by the stone, there were some old injuries on the back of the head that had not healed.

The man sat down and continued to drink when he had enough beating. The son's rare reaction of showing weakness and non-resistance made his alcohol-soaked heart greatly satisfied.These are some typical useless men who, after being angry outside, come back to drink and beat their wives and children to vent their anger, and get a distorted sense of accomplishment from it.

Seeing that he stopped beating, Mu Xuan stood up and walked around the room looking for something to eat.There is no need to think about the food on the table. There is only a plate of chicken feet. The man is eating and drinking, so it is definitely not his turn, and there seems to be nothing else to eat in this house.

Well, there was actually food. In the corner were two boxes of instant noodles bought at special prices in the supermarket, but he didn't know that kind of food at all, and he didn't know how to eat it.The life of the Mu family has always been like this. When they have money, they go to the supermarket to buy a lot of things, the most of which are instant noodles. He is already 14 years old, but he still looks like a boy, and he is much shorter than his peers.

He stared at the man for a while, and seeing that he didn't understand what he meant, he turned and went out the door.

This world is too strange, I'm afraid it is quite different from the cultivation world he is familiar with, so let's talk about the environment of this world.The body is already clamoring that it is unbearable, but fortunately the remaining true energy can last for a while after healing the damage to the body.After these unretainable true energy dissipated, he was an ordinary person and needed to start over.However, the mental memory of the previous life is still there, and the realm is also real. As long as the spiritual energy is sufficient, the practice will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, and within a hundred years, you can enter the tribulation stage again.

Everything is not difficult, as long as the aura is full...

"Cough cough cough cough cough!!!" As soon as he went out, Mu Xuan coughed violently, his thin body was shaking non-stop because of the cough, and it was difficult for him to even breathe.

This, this, what a turbid breath this is!

Mu Xuan's family lives in an undeveloped alley in L City, which has the traditional dirty, messy and poor management of old buildings.Mu Xuan spent a whole night repairing his body, and when he woke up it was morning, which was the time when people in the traditional Chinese dynasty went to work.I saw small carts selling breakfast dishes near the entrance of the alley, fried fritters fried in black oil on both sides of the road, and the proprietress of the bun shop used a black rag to bring drawers of buns to the small table outside the door.From time to time, one or two cars or tricycles passed by, raising a cloud of dust.People are eating breakfast while walking in a hurry with car exhaust and dust.

This breath is nothing more than that, Mu Xuan can still use his true energy to seal off his sense of smell.The biggest problem is that in this turbid air, the aura of heaven and earth is so thin that it is unbearable.If this kind of environment is in the realm of comprehension, ordinary people who are nourished by aura on weekdays can't bear it, let alone a member of the demon sect who has always occupied a strong aura.

In his previous life, when Mu Xuan was at his worst, his martial arts were crippled by his fellow disciples, his tendons were severed, and he was knocked down into the mountain stream.At that time, he was a useless person who was saved by a woodcutter and became a beggar in the busy market of the mortal world.It's okay to bear people's eyes, he can take it as a test of his heart.What makes him unbearable is that in the city where ordinary people live, the population is dense and the aura is scarce. To a cultivator, it is like ordinary people living in the plains on the plateau, where the aura is thin and difficult to enter.

Suffering more than [-] years of torture, Mu Xuan changed from a boy who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old to a middle-aged beggar with vicissitudes on his face and scabies all over his body.Suffering sharpened his mind and destroyed his kind heart toward the Tao.In order to recover his skill, he went from dao to demon, and with a heart burning with vengeance, he realized the method of absorbing people's skill, and fell into the demon way ever since.

A hundred years later, he personally uncovered the three souls and seven souls of his junior brother, put one soul and two souls into the alchemy furnace, and endured the burning fire forever; Moaning; the rest of his soul was broken and he put it on a beggar who had just died of illness, and tasted the warmth and coldness of the world.

At that time, the decent young man who was in his prime like a fairy went away, leaving only the Demon Sect Demon General who had gone through vicissitudes and thousands of masks, and his appearance would always look like a middle-aged beggar.But even so, he is still a strong man in the realm of comprehension, the number one God of War of the Demon Sect who has cultivated to the Heavenly Demon Realm, a person who makes decent people hate him but has no choice but to encircle and suppress him several times.

It's just that the law of heaven reincarnates, and everything must have a cause and effect.He had planted too many sins, and the catastrophe was extremely terrifying. No matter how hard he worked, he could only be hacked and his body destroyed.When the last tribulation thunder struck, he blew himself up, and when the powerful real energy collided with the tribulation thunder, he broke the space and also broke the barrier of the catastrophe.He escaped like this, and never imagined that he would come to such a place where no bird shit, without any aura, he did not go from the plain to the plateau, but to the bottom of the sea...

No, even the bottom of the sea can't describe the horror of this place. It simply drained his aura, making him like a fish being brought to court, unable to even spit out bubbles.

If Mu Xuan learned physics, he would use a precise word to describe his current situation - vacuum.

Unable to absorb the aura from the outside world, his true essence was slowly dissipating again, and his hunger became even stronger. Mu Xuan clutched his stomach and stared at the surrounding food stalls with green eyes.Although the hygienic conditions are quite substandard, Mu Xuan is not a person who has suffered hardships. He has been a beggar in his previous life, and he has never eaten any dirty things.

But he has no silver taels, and he doesn't know what is the standard for money in this world.

Without knowing anything, he can only wait and see what happens.Squatting in the corner and watching the people around eat and pay, enduring the hungry body to observe the speech, behavior and customs of the secular people in this time and space.

gollum...

An even louder sound of hungry stomach sounded, not from his body, but from beside him.Mu Xuan turned his head silently, only to see a... young (?) beggar with a black face and a dirty body squatting beside him, looking helplessly at the bread shop opposite.

So, the skills were gone, and the vigilance was also bad, and I didn't realize that such a thing was squatting beside me.Mu Xuan moved a little bit away from the beggar who was smelling all over his body.Suddenly he frowned. Isn't this a case of vigilance? When a person is squatting beside him, even a person with poor vigilance will feel it. Why didn't he notice it until the other party made a sound?

Thinking of this, Mu Xuan looked at the beggar suspiciously, but the beggar didn't see him at all, and was still staring at the bun shop, probably because he was very hungry.Mu Xuan also followed his gaze, and saw a big man with a white tiger tattoo on his arm in front of the steamed stuffed bun shop, pushed the empty bowls in front of him, stood up, patted his buttocks and left.

The Baozi shop lady Bao stood in front of him anxiously, but she didn't dare to ask for money.Picking his teeth with a toothpick, the big man said, "Keep the bookkeeping, I'll give it to you another day!"

Aunt Bao had no choice but to move away, watching the big man walk away.As for bookkeeping?Accounts can be kept, but who dares to ask for accounts?

In the end, I had no choice but to spit behind my back without daring to speak: "The bastard who suffered a thousand knives, and your broken Honghai..."

Before he finished speaking, he was dragged back by his own man, and a young man scolded him as soon as he scolded him. If he scolded Hon Hai, someone who cared would hear him.

Mu Xuan moved his ears. When he was healing his body, he also opened up the meridians of the body. At this time, the five senses were extremely sensitive, and he could hear the whispers of the people around him clearly.The Hon Hai Society seems to be a gang that runs rampant here and is not subject to government control.And that big man is just a thug in a billiard hall under the Hon Hai Club.

Mu Xuan doesn't know what a billiard hall is, it should be a profitable business in this world.And what kind of money can come faster than black and white, and will not leave evil roots?

The Heavenly Tribulation in the previous life taught Mu Xuan a truth, that sometimes people still need to sneak around the edge of the rules of heaven.

If he took the buns from the bun shop like this big man, a small crime would definitely fall on his head.But if he took the big man's money and went to the bun shop to buy buns, he would be robbing the rich and helping the poor.