Starting from helping someone rob a wedding, he was forced to hide in the Sunset Sect

Xia Xiaomo came to the platform, her face slightly flushed and her head slightly lowered.

Everyone in the audience perked up. This fellow Taoist was a disciple of Sunset Sect, and she had won the mahjong competition with an overwhelming advantage in the first stage.

"Come on, Xiaomo! Come on, Xiaomo!" Xu Yeyu shouted with a smile.

Xia Xiaomo's face turned redder.

It's so embarrassing, can you please stop doing this?

She took a deep breath and her voice gradually came out.

[A green bamboo fence, I lift up my clothes and walk through the alleys, singing softly into the deep courtyard of the red building, listening to the oriole singing on the branches, and the drizzle soaking my heart. ]

[Leaning against the window, the distant mountains are hazy like a painting. I didn’t realize that half a year has passed. I have experienced so many twists and turns in my life. 】

[After the fog of troubles faded away, the features here became clear in the silent traction, and the fading of dusk blurred the passing of time. ]

[On this familiar street corner, I look for myself in my memories. As long as time passes, I can let go of everything. 】

[When the flowers bloom and fall, who will knock on this door? ]

[The bluestone streets are mottled with the long river of time. A few cups of wine can make it difficult to sort out the chaotic emotions. ]

[Between your indifferent brows, I glimpse the joy, sorrow, frost and snow of the departed. ]

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Luo Xuan came to Xu Yeyu and asked, "Do you want the Tianyuan Wind Spirit Flower?"

Xu Yeyu nodded and said, "There is a little girl who needs this."

Luo Xuan was slightly surprised. He had thought about the reason why these two people wanted the Tianyuan Wind Spirit Flower.

These two people should not be ordinary disciples of the Sunset Sect. If they want to stay young forever, they just need to go to the shop in Medicine King Valley and buy a rejuvenation pill to achieve the same effect.

So he ruled out this possibility.

Luo Xuan thought that the two of them wanted to sell the Tianyuan Wind Spirit Flower to other people in need. Some Jindan realm cultivators would urgently need the Tianyuan Wind Spirit Flower to rebuild their bodies, and it could be sold for dozens of medium-grade spirit stones at a high price.

He also thought that after the two of them reached the Jindan stage, they would need to rebuild their bodies for use again.

"Is that little girl an ordinary person?" Luo Xuan asked again.

There are many ways for a cultivator to rebuild part of his body, and many elixirs can achieve this effect, and it is not necessary to have the Tianyuan Wind Spirit Flower.

Then there is only one possibility left, that the little girl he was talking about is an ordinary person.

Pills require the user to have true qi in their body to exert their medicinal effects. Otherwise, not only will they not be effective, but they may also become a poison.

"She is an ordinary person. The little girl is very pitiful. After being abducted by human traffickers, she lost an eye and only has a broken arm on her left arm."

Xu Yeyu paused for a moment and continued, "Her tongue was also cut off by the traffickers."

Luo Xuan took out the Tianyuan Wind Spirit Flower from the storage ring and placed it in Xu Yeyu's hand.

Two green flowers bloom at the top of the branches. The petals are tender and fresh, exuding a faint fragrance.

The branches are dotted with a few tender green leaves, which are slender, soft and slightly curved.

"Using the Tianyuan Wind Spirit Flower can only help her rebuild her body, she still can't speak." Luo Xuan continued, "If you want to help her restore her voice, you can bring her to me in the next few days. It just so happens that my law seed is the way of rhythm."

Some gifted geniuses can glimpse a glimpse of the laws in the Jindan realm, thus giving birth to the seeds of the laws.

And Luo Xuan is just this kind of genius.

"Are there no other conditions?" Xu Yeyu asked.

It is understandable that Luo Xuan gave him the Tianyuan Wind Spirit Flower. Xia Xiaomo sang this song very well, which can be seen from the expressions of the monks around him.

He had no reason to help Qiansui recover his voice, which made Xu Yeyu think that there were additional conditions.

"No need, let's just treat it as a friend. What's your name?" Luo Xuan asked.

"Xu Yeyu." He replied.

Luo Xuan nodded and looked at the platform again.

After Xu Yeyu put the Tianyuan Fengling Flower into the storage ring, he asked curiously, "What is the purpose of your Hehuan Sect holding this event?"

Luo Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "You should know that the Hehuan Sect has a bad reputation outside. Sometimes when we go down the mountain to do commissions, we don't even want to say that we are from the Hehuan Sect."

"First of all, I want to change other people's impression of our Hehuan Sect."

"Secondly, most ordinary people are afraid of monks, and we want to let them know through these mortal activities that we are also human beings."

"We are also subject to birth, aging, illness and death. We also have seven emotions and six desires. We feel joy when we are alive and sorrow when we die."

Xu Yeyu nodded. He knew all these things and had experienced them personally.

Mahjong, storytelling, dancing, playing the piano, and singing.

What ordinary people like, monks will also like, there is no difference.

There is a reason why the mortals in this world are afraid of monks. Hundreds of years ago, there was a great war between good and evil.

The mortals were implicated, and the evil cultivators massacred ordinary people. After that, the mortals were left with a shadow of fear of the cultivators, which was passed down from generation to generation.

Although there are some upright monks who do things that harm ordinary people, they are only a few extreme cases and cannot represent the behavior of all monks.

"Finally, I am studying music. Do you really think I have nothing to do and would participate in this kind of competition?" Luo Xuan said with a smile.

"Before I asked you, I did think so."

Luo Xuan's smile came to an abrupt end.

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[Looking back from this pavilion, I remember who you are a thousand years later. The faint moonlight is enough to outline this and that.]

【As time goes by, tears fill my eyes. 】

[The ten-mile long street of the Red Mansion, who is frowning behind the red sleeves, thinking of the Peach Blossom Spring, the place where we said goodbye in reincarnation.]

【I hope we can meet again in this life and spend the rest of our lives together. 】

Xia Xiaomo gently closed her lips, and everyone burst into warm applause and cheers.

"Are the disciples of Sunset Sect so omnipotent?" asked a cultivator.

"If she is not number one, I will be the first to stand up and oppose it," said another female cultivator.

The storyteller opened his folding fan and said, "This song should only exist in heaven. How many times can it be heard in the world?"

"You, the storyteller, are quite cultured." A monk said to the storyteller.

"I envy those who can easily write such beautiful words, just like me, who has never seen the magnificence of the ocean, always imagines the scene of the bright moon in the sky over the sea in my mind."

The storyteller sighed and continued, "However, I am thousands of miles away from the sea, so I can only listen to the sound of rain on the steps, the hum of bamboo leaves in the wind, the fragrance of plum blossoms in the snow, and pursue the indescribable beauty on the balcony."

"But I couldn't find the true meaning in it, which shouldn't have been enough to make me suffer, until that moment, when the bright moon hung high above the river."

"I feel deeply regretful, lamenting that words are so versatile but can hardly give me a hint of inspiration."

Several monks around heard the storyteller's sigh and what he had just said, and they all rolled their eyes at him.

What do you mean by sighing? You are already very cultured, do you still need to envy others?

If you can say such things, why would you tell such a crappy story!