Violent Cultivation of Immortals through time travel

The Qingyun grass that he pulled out with great effort was more than 100 catties, but it was not as good as a single star grass. The price of this world impacted Yun Mingyuan's world view.

After the two left the grocery store, the shopkeeper summoned a fellow: "Go and find out where these two people came from?"

The boy ran out quickly.

Han Xiumo refused Yun Mingyuan's request to go shopping behind his back, and asked Yun Mingyuan to put him in an inn, ordered a lot of dishes, and then Han Xiumo waved his hand: "If you have anything else you want to buy, go ahead !"

This man was taciturn, but his eyes still drifted around uncontrollably. Han Xiumo, who was handicapped, didn't like to go shopping with others, so he might as well find a place to have a good meal.

Han Xiumo, who hadn't eaten anything good since reaching the Golden Core Stage in his previous life, stared at the steaming food on the table, his eyes shining brightly.

Not to mention, although humans in the mortal world who cannot cultivate immortals have no talent for cultivation, their skills seem to be directed to other areas, and all kinds of delicacies are one of them.

Yun Mingyuan was not angry when he was driven away, he secretly handed a sapphire and five hundred gold coins to Han Xiumo, and then walked out of the inn.

There are not many shops on this street in Qiushui Town, and you can see it at a glance. Du's Grocery Store is the first one on the street. Walking back, there are books, cloth, food, food, and grain stores, which are very lively.

Yun Mingyuan walked into the bookstore, and scanned from the first shelf to the last shelf one by one, holding all the books that he found useful.

It included some humanities and customs, geographical magazines, and even some short story books. When he walked through a corner of the bookstore, his heart suddenly moved.

There are only three books in this corner, all of which are dilapidated and old, and the words cannot be read clearly, but Yun Mingyuan inexplicably feels that there seems to be something in it that is attracting him. He got all the books in his hands and left the place.

"The shopkeeper, pay the bill." Yun Mingyuan held a lot of books, all kinds of books, and put down one pile and another pile in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper of the book store was silent for a while, and then he said with a smile on his face: "...Young master, wait a moment."

In Pingyun City, all kinds of books are not expensive, and ordinary peasants can afford to buy them if they save up. The books that Yun Mingyuan took together are only one gold, and he even found several copper coins.

Yun Mingyuan didn't hide it either, and directly put these books into the storage bag.

There was a flash of surprise in the shopkeeper's eyes, but he didn't say anything more, he was still smiling, with an appearance of being kind and rich.

"Thank you, shopkeeper." Yun Mingyuan was very polite, which flattered the shopkeeper.

After putting away these books, Yun Mingyuan held an inconspicuous book, turned his head and left the bookshop. His clothes were luxurious, and his gestures carried the demeanor of a nobleman from a family. The shopkeeper wondered, when will Qiu Shuizhen Such a character came?

However, when this son left, he seemed to be holding a book in his hand?The shopkeeper felt that he was thinking too much, shook his head, and continued to move the abacus in front of him.

After leaving the door of the book store, Yun Mingyuan tried again to put the book in his hand into the storage bag, but he still failed. He frowned, and stuffed the dusty, tattered book in his hand When it reached the sleeve, it left the place as if nothing had happened.

Two men who came together passed by him, and the shorter one coquettishly at the taller one, "What did you bring me to this wretched place, brother?"

"It's just a feeling for a while, it can't be called a chance." The tall young man didn't stop the short boy's intimacy, his face was expressionless, and he stated his thoughts rigidly, which made the boy lack of character.

"Oh." The boy said sullenly, not interested in the so-called chance.

Yun Mingyuan turned his head and left the bookstore. After walking down the street, he entered the pharmacy and found some familiar materials, and some medicines that looked familiar but didn't seem right. When Yun Mingyuan asked the price, Buy all the several medicinal materials that look familiar.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy was taken aback when he saw him skillfully putting the medicine into the storage bag. Their pharmacy is just an ordinary pharmacy, and it is of no use to monks, this fairy master?

But this idea is only for a moment, open the door to do business, if someone buys something, they just sell it, what do you want to do so much?

Yun Mingyuan didn't know what thoughts he had caused in the shopkeeper's mind. He found several medicines that he was familiar with and urgently needed. He left the pharmacy and prepared to continue shopping, at least to get familiar with this small town.

But there was nothing he wanted to buy, and it was not difficult to go around the small town, which was not too big. When he returned to the Fulai Inn where Han Xiumo had dinner, he only ate half of the things Han Xiumo ordered.

He just thinks that he should eat something delicious to reward himself, but he forgets that he is not practicing now, and he will be full if he eats too much. Moreover, his life in the first 18 years was not good, and his body simply cannot sustain overeating all at once.

He ate very slowly, and he only ate half of it before Yun Mingyuan came back.

When Yun Mingyuan came back, Han Xiumo was still eating the food in front of him slowly. He ordered a dozen dishes by himself, and the table was full, but the dishes on the plate were not too much, otherwise Han Xiumo couldn't even eat half of it.

Yun Mingyuan stood not far away, stared at Han Xiumo for a while, then walked over slowly, and sat opposite Han Xiumo.

"You're back?" Han Xiumo was a little surprised. He looked up at the sky and realized that only an hour had passed, so he narrowed his eyes slightly.

In fact, from the time when Yun Mingyuan knew nothing about Qingyangtu and Qingyuncao, he probably guessed that the dude who took over Yun Mingyuan might not be familiar with this world at all. The world, maybe even... From a more distant world, he let Yun Mingyuan go shopping alone to make room for long-term meal tickets.

But he still overestimated his appetite.

He has heated up these things on the table more than once.

It was just autumn when the two got married, but the weather had already cooled down, and the food on the table could not last for half an hour.

Yun Mingyuan sat down and ate with chopsticks, which Han Xiumo did not expect.

He opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Forget it.

Yun Mingyuan didn't know what he was thinking, but he also knew that Han Xiumo couldn't finish eating all the food in front of him. It happened that Yun Mingyuan was also hungry, so he was not polite, and wolfed down the food on the table. great satisfaction.

This is what people eat...

After eating and drinking enough, both of them sat in their seats tacitly for a while longer - they were too full to walk.

Even Yun Mingyuan, who barely had the third level of Qi Refining, was no exception.

Yun Mingyuan's face was expressionless, and he seemed very calm. If Han Xiumo hadn't rubbed his stomach quietly, Han Xiumo squinted his eyes and watched this scene. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to laugh, and a few smiles suddenly appeared in his eyes.

After the meal, Yun Mingyuan carried Han Xiumo on his back, and the two of them walked slowly towards the villa. Han Xiumo, who was determined to eat soft food, felt that such a day was very comfortable, and even had the illusion that it was not bad if it continued like this.

When passing by a seed shop, Han Xiumo directed Yun Mingyuan to go in, bought a bunch of seeds in a mess, and put them in the storage bag without looking at the specifics.

The road in the town is not long, and you can see the end at a glance. At the end, there are some old men driving ox carts and wagons, with weather-beaten wrinkles on their faces. A few children next to them are playing together, and the summer wind blows through the town. The old locust tree next to it is quiet and comfortable.

If there are no people who don't have long eyes.

The two walked to the gate of the town, and a child suddenly said "Bah!" to Han Xiumo, and shouted, "Ugly! This ugly is a monster!"

Han Xiumo glanced up and saw the child's chubby face that was doted on, and remembered who the child was, and suddenly showed a ferocious smile, "It's you, little fat man, your mother was finally divorced by your father." Is it home?"

The little fat man flinched, suddenly a little afraid of this ugly monster, but as long as he thought of how this ugly monster was bullied by them back then, he didn't dare to fight back, curled up shyly, his courage grew again.

He bluffed: "Your mother has just been divorced! I am accompanying my mother to see my grandfather and grandmother!"

Han Xiumo looked at this scene, and for some reason, it was even a little funny.

The reason why he was knocked out and sent to the sedan chair to marry an abandoned son who was abandoned by the family, this little chubby family can be said to have contributed a lot.

In his previous life, before he embarked on the road of cultivating immortality, he returned to Tianda Village to vent all the humiliating hatred in his previous life.

He did not expect that he could still see his original enemy in this life.

After being reborn, Han Xiumo originally wanted to be a salted fish. He had almost forgotten all the hatred in his previous life, so he wanted to find himself a long-term meal ticket and wait to die. Mind giving this little chubby a lesson.

"Tsk tsk, it's not a shameful thing for my mother to be divorced, is it Xiaohu?" Han Xiumo pulled the corner of his mouth, and the half of his face with marks became more hideous and terrifying, "After all, you are not necessarily right, are you? Your father's species is not certain, Xiaohu, don't you think so?"

At that time, Han Xiumo also depended on his adoptive father in Tianda Village, but because his adoptive father was old and often couldn’t make ends meet, he saved food for him, but he was still small and thin, and with the raised birthmark on his face, It really does look like a monster.

Because of this, he was often bullied, insulted and even beaten by the people in the village, but his adoptive father persuaded him to endure it and left the village. Neither he nor his adoptive father could survive.

Han Xiumo endured it.

But he did not expect that on the first day his adoptive father passed away, someone in the village would frame him for stealing Qingyuncao. The theft of Qingyun grass is a serious crime, and before he could bury his adoptive father, he was charged with an unwarranted crime and was directly expelled from the village by the village chief.