Violent Cultivation of Immortals through time travel

Han Xiumo lay on the bed for three days, and was finally able to struggle to get off the ground.

For the past three days, he has been in a deep sleep almost all the time. The elixir he took before falling asleep has unknowingly changed his physique, and he is finally able to adapt to the huge spiritual consciousness. , almost fell down.

"Tsk, really weak." Han Xiumo snorted, dissatisfied with the current situation.

When he didn't have divine consciousness before, he didn't think there was anything wrong with such a weak body, but when he unsealed the sealed space in the sea of ​​consciousness, it was accompanied by powerful spiritual consciousness, divine consciousness His consciousness is too strong, but his body can't keep up with his consciousness, so the current Han Xiumo doesn't even have the ability to control his body freely.

Although he had expected to face such a situation, Han Xiumo still felt uncomfortable.

This unhappiness reached its peak when he realized that his home might have been burglarized during the period when he was asleep.

He can't use his spiritual sense casually now—otherwise, the too powerful spiritual sense will collapse this body sooner or later. Han Xiumo's face is a little pale, and he looks like he has not recovered from a long-term illness. Very vain, coupled with those bruised and purple gully marks on his face, for a while, the child who was hiding in the yard and hadn't had time to leave was trembling with fright.

"Who's there?" Han Xiumo noticed the movement in the kitchen, and looked over sharply!

The child hiding in the woodpile was pale and sweated from fright.

Han Xiumo frowned, turned his head, and walked towards the kitchen, his tone serious: "Who is there, come out!"

The boy trembled and rolled out of the firewood pile. He turned around on the ground before stopping. He raised his head and met Han Xiumo's cold and emotionless eyes.

He flinched in fear, and said timidly, "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, please don't send me to the government..."

His body was tattered and looked like a little beggar. On his arms and feet exposed to the air, there were many wounds and scars everywhere. There was even an ugly burn scar on his face, except for a pair of eyes , full of fear and prayer, Han Xiumo paused when he saw the appearance of the little beggar.

"Little Leaf?"

The little beggar was startled, raised his head, stared timidly at Han Xiumo for a while, and then recognized Han Xiumo: "Brother Han?"

Han Xiumo walked in front of him and pulled up the little beggar who was kneeling on the ground, wondering, "Why are you here? Where's your brother?"

Seeing a familiar person, the little beggar could no longer hold back his emotions, and cried out with a "wow": "Brother Han, brother, brother were beaten to death by them. They said that brother stole something. They are all liars. My brother doesn't know how to steal things..."

A cold light flashed in Han Xiumo's eyes, and his tone softened: "What about grandpa? How is grandpa?"

"Grandpa..." the little beggar sobbed, "Grandpa is sick, I don't have money to buy medicine for grandpa, and they kicked me and grandpa out, and they didn't let us live there anymore, grandpa brought me here ..." He wiped away his tears, "Grandpa said he knew a good person who lived here, but we didn't see anyone here, I, I wanted to find something to eat for grandpa, so I picked the vegetables in the yard. Guozi, I really didn't mean to woo woo woo..."

Han Xiumo stretched out his hand to hold the little guy in his arms, his face was very ugly where the little beggar couldn't see.

After he was kicked out of Tianda Village, he lived for a while in a temple where beggars gathered on the outskirts of Pingyun City. It was also at that time that he met Xiao Yezi and Zhuo Yu, as well as the grandfather who picked him up to the beggars' pile .

In his previous life, he did not choose to marry Yun Mingyuan and escaped from the sedan chair. In order to avoid implicating his grandfather and the others, he chose to leave Pingyun City. Later, he met that person... Later, after he practiced, he also returned to Pingyun City. Looking for Grandpa and Xiao Yezi and the others, but in the end they died without a problem.

Han Xiumo couldn't find anyone, so he could only return disappointed.

Author's gossip: Han Xiumo: Hahahaha, it's finally my turn to play!

Yun Mingyuan: It's a pity that I don't have QAQ!

Han Xiumo: Don't worry, the author said that we will arrange a meeting soon, but we need to work first.

Yun Mingyuan [bears the burden of humiliation]: Beg Zhizhi~ Meme~