Xianzun is collapsing every day

"How can this be done!" Lin Xu's voice was a little higher, and then he realized that they were still on the way, and then consciously lowered his voice, and said anxiously: "Aren't you lying to the elder? What if Mr. Tingyun finds out , aren't we all going to finish?"

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

"That's not true." Lin Xu said: "But, what you say is not implying..."

"No." Mu Chuihan said slowly, "How can I have any hints, isn't it entirely because you are thinking too much? What's more, as a senior, Ting Yunjun, why would he care about children like us?"

Mu Chuihan spoke so convincingly that he completely forgot that he was supposed to be a senior like Ting Yunjun. In terms of age, he might be hundreds of years older than Ye Tingjiang.

Lin Xu felt that there was nothing wrong with it at first thought, and said in a daze, "Then, then you still said that you want to have a fake show with Mr. Tingyun?"

Mu Chuihan approached mysteriously: "You haven't met Tingyun-jun yet, have you?"

Lin Xu shook his head blankly.

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

"Why do you only think about these things..." Lin Xu, a truly innocent young man, blushed inexplicably, but still wanted to maintain the dignity of the idol in his heart: "Jing Yunjun is unparalleled in swordsmanship...how can you only look at the face?"

Mu Chuihan had his own reason: "You fell in love with Tingyun-jun's swordsmanship, and I fell in love with Tingyun-jun's appearance, aren't they essentially the same?"

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

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

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

Mu Chuihan took the opportunity to send the dormmate who had been fooled for a while to go back to rest first. He hadn't forgotten that he also accepted the task of collecting herbs in the back mountain yesterday.

Although he is a sword cultivator, he has always been interested in refining equipment and medicine. He used to fiddle with it in Yinqing Mountain, which is how he made his current body.

If it wasn't for the fact that Ye Tingjiang was also a sword cultivator, Mu Chuihan would most likely choose to become a medicine cultivator even if he stepped on the road of cultivating immortals.

Mu Chuihan took out the map issued to each new disciple by the outer door, and walked all the way to the back mountain.

Since it's a task for beginners, it shouldn't be too difficult. Those few elixirs are simple and common things, even a layman like Mu Chuihan can easily identify them without relying on the picture book.

It's just that when collecting herbs, I encountered a little difficulty.

Every time Mu Chuihan sees the elixir he needs and is about to make a move, there will be an orange afterimage flying towards him, sweeping away the wind and clouds, and when the afterimage disappears, there will be no grass growing in the place it passes by.

One time was enough, Mu Chuihan was very patient, and changed several elixirs in a row, but it was no surprise that he could attract that orange shadow every time.

Mu Chuanhan couldn't figure it out, and began to suspect that this was the test of Linxianzong.Could it be that they think picking elixir is too easy, so they set up such a checkpoint to train disciples?

So the next time, when that orange shadow reappeared, Mu Chuihan didn't avoid it as much as before.

Things that new disciples can handle will never be too severe.

The afterimage was too fast, and Mu Chuihan couldn't catch it, so he could only go towards the original direction of the elixir based on his feeling, trying to save even a single leaf under the afterimage.

However, before he swung it twice, he felt a tingling pain on the back of his hand. He retracted and saw that there were three bloodstains on the back of his hand that was originally clean.

Looking up again, there was no orange shadow, and where the herbal medicine was, there was a small orange kitten with a white tail flicking, and it tilted its head to look at Mu Chuihan arrogantly.

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

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

It turned out to be a kitten.

Seeing him laughing, the orange cat thought he had been 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 warily.

Mu Chuihan showed a cordial smile: "Don't be afraid, 朏朏, come."

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

"Don't pretend, I know you understand." Mu Chuihan stood on the spot with his hands down, trying to restrain his attempt to touch the soft orange hair.

The little orange cat's round eyes are full of doubts, and it speaks out, but its voice is like a five or six-year-old boy, tenderly: "How do you know me?"

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

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

Mu Chuihan nodded and coaxed, "I know."

As he said so, in fact, he approached 朏朏 without hesitation, and while the kitten was still immersed in the joy of intimidating people, he stroked its soft back and let out a contented sigh.

朏朏 shuddered all over, and also shook his orange hair.It raised its paw: "What are you doing! How dare you take advantage of my unpreparedness!"

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

He said angrily, "You are so rude, how dare you call me Huo?"

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

Zuo Ju opened his mouth triumphantly, but was speechless, drooping his head for a while: "I don't know. But you call me Zuo Ju, just like I call you human, it's absurd!"

"朏朏" is the general name of their whole family, but it's a pity that there is only one of them left in the world today, so it doesn't even have a mighty name.

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

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

This is the tacit approval of him being called "朏朏", and Mu Chuihan hurriedly apologized: "That's really embarrassing, why don't you go back with me and continue sleeping?"

"No." He said angrily, "You want to trick me into going back to raise him."

The conspiracy was exposed all of a sudden, but Mu Chuihan said pleasantly, "Zhu, you're so smart!"

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

Mu Chuihan said softly: "That's right, Master Spirit Beast, you just pulled out all the elixir I wanted to pick. The people in the sect found out, but they will take you back."

With a sound of "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" the whole cat limp into a puddle of liquid.

It's all the fault of this winkless person, who dared to disturb it to rest, and it only took such a little bit of revenge.

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

He hesitated for a while, but still felt that this person was a bit pitiful, so he approached two steps arrogantly, stuck out his tongue and licked the back of Mu Chuihan's hand.

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