Liu Yuan: “…”
This must be intentional!
Ye Ci Ke must have figured out that he was nearby!
However, the illusionary bubble offset some of the breath sensing, so it was impossible to determine where he was, so he simply asked everyone around to come forward.
Although Liu Yuan really wanted to leave, who wouldn't want to leave when spirit stones were given away for free?
It's more attractive to leave at this time...
Liu Yuan could almost imagine the girl in the carriage covering her mouth and laughing softly, and his scalp tingled as he watched the people around him come forward one by one.
"Master..."
Gu Chang raised his head and said hesitantly, "Should we go or not?"
Liu Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "No!"
He did the opposite, pulling Gu Chang and pushing the crowd away.
Chapter 86: Little brother, why is it you again?
Liu Yuan pushed aside the crowd in front of him and walked out with big strides.
Such a counter-current move certainly attracted the attention of many people.
However, most people's attention is still on the spirit stones. Although it is a bit strange, no one wants to pay much attention to such things.
"That won't do. I need to create a bigger mess."
Liu Yuan thought so in his mind, and deliberately increased his movements. He used a little force when he pushed the man sideways, and pushed away the old man who looked very irritable.
He looked like a cultivator, with broad shoulders, a round waist and a thick face.
The guy immediately said, "What are you doing? Are you trying to cut in line?"
He narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists as he looked at the guy in front of him who looked like a pretty boy.
"Get out of the way! Who wants to cut in line?! I want to go out, you are blocking my way."
Liu Yuan glared at the old man with an expression as if to say, "What's wrong with you?"
The other party immediately showed anger, then froze, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears: "What did you say, you want to go out?"
Liu Yuan continued forward, glanced at him, and snorted, "I'm in a hurry to take my sister to Yuelai Inn. If I go too late, it will be full. Is there a problem?"
Gu Chang, who was his younger sister, said: “……?”
The man was confused and said incredulously: "Just to go to a shabby inn, you don't even want fifty spirit stones for free, are you crazy?"
Liu Yuan stopped and said coldly: "What we cultivators pursue is the Great Dao. With the Dao in our hearts, who cares about those fifty spirit stones?"
The point is to show the dignity and backbone of the poor and lower-class monks.
Although he really didn't want it... because the magic circle in his sleeves still stored about 3,500 spirit stones obtained from Shuiyuewu and Xuanwu's secret collection.
Among the independent cultivators without any sect or school, Liu Yuan can definitely be considered a local tycoon.
At this moment, this scumbag who has reached the pinnacle of his life by relying on free food has to pretend to be a poor cultivator at the bottom of the society. This is really a sign of moral degradation.
"Oh, the spiritual vein income of a low-level sect is only 300 spiritual stones a month. Fifty spiritual stones is equivalent to one-sixth of it, which can buy a high-quality magical weapon below the Jindan stage." A foundation-building cultivator next to him was also attracted and said with a smile: "Boy, I see you don't have much money. The quality of your sword is quite good. I'm afraid it is all your savings. You are still pursuing the great way. Do you want to learn it to participate in the conference and then be that fool who almost starved to death on the street?"
"That's right. I'm an experienced person. A rookie like you only needed the protection of your elders in the past. You don't have any pressure. You've only been out for a short time. When you experience it in the future, you will know how to cherish the opportunity you have now."
Someone else chimed in: "Alas, young people are just ignorant. They look talented, but why are they so stubborn that they don't want the fifty spirit stones that are given to them for free."
One by one, and then immediately a small group of people began to dissuade or ridicule Liu Yuan, and people around him also looked over.
But at the same time, the maid named Xiu'er who was driving the car also began to notice the movement here. Her eyes suddenly became sharp, and it was obvious at a glance that she had received an order to pay attention to something.
Okay, the atmosphere is set.
Now is the best time. The riots have already occurred, and Ye Ci Ke has not yet said that he can't confirm it, but he is still taking action on other people's territory. Therefore, Liu Yuan is not going to leave now, but to incite others to leave together!
I'm just walking with the crowd in a natural way, what can you do to me?
Hahahahaha!
Liu Yuan almost laughed out loud at his own cleverness. With a hint of anger on his face, he said, "May I ask everyone, is your dignity worth only these few spirit stones?!"
The opening words must be heart-wrenching.
Liu Yuan lives in the Internet age and has been a keyboard warrior many times, intentionally or unintentionally. He is very skilled in bringing up topics. He continued, "Just now, I was in the crowd and heard many people dissatisfied. Some said it was unfair. Some felt that they had waited in line for so long and were now being cut in line. It was you, you, and you. Do you hate the privileges of these big sects and big families so much? I don't think so. Aren't you all praising them now? I'm not saying that they are bad. The actions of the Xuanyin family are undoubtedly well-intentioned. What I want to say is that you are really insensitive!"
The image of a young monk full of passion and indignation comes to life on the paper.
"This……"
A look of hesitation flashed across the face of the grumpy old man. He had indeed previously whispered about being a member of the Xuanyin family who was overbearing. Now he paused and was unable to move forward because he felt a little embarrassed.
You can't just admit in public that you have no dignity, right?
"Yeah, fifty spirit stones, actually I don't have to take it. Now that I'm going against what I said before, it's a bit... Oh, forget it, I won't take it."
This is an honest man.
"I remembered that I haven't collected all the clothes at home yet, so I'd better go first. Hey, you can see if you can get my talisman. The Xuanyin family has great magical powers, and they must have remembered everyone present just now."
This is a veteran.
In short, people started to leave in groups of three or four, giving up their spirit stones.
As for some younger people, or those who were not short of money, they were already dissatisfied, and fifty spirit stones could not make them completely shut up for the time being. At this moment, they immediately resonated with each other.
"Yes, yes, I don't think the Xuanyin family is bad, but using spirit stones to compensate seems a bit..."
"It's only fifty spirit stones. What's the difference between that and swallowing one's anger? Let's go!"
But this is only a small part. Most people are still queuing up, curling their lips at those who left and secretly calling them fools.
Liu Yuan smiled as if he had understood his plan, and walked forward happily and easily with the crowd.
You have your plan, and I have my bridge ladder.
"This little brother said it well! I am Cui Ting, the chief disciple of the Heart Sword Sect. Excuse me for being blunt, but these aristocratic families are so stubborn and snobbish because they control their own bloodline inheritance. First they cut in line and then they buy people's hearts with huge sums of money. It's really despicable!"
A man in white clothes and carrying a sword stood up and spoke loudly to the people around him with an indignant look on his face.
This is not pretended indignation, but real indignation.
Liu Yuan: “……???!!!”
Cui Ting?
Liu Yuan opened his eyes.
Wait, little brother, you are not dead yet... No, how did you get here?
Cui Ting continued, "I know that there are definitely people among you who are afraid of the power of the aristocratic families, but it doesn't matter. I, Cui Ting, am the next leader of the Heart Sword Sect. In terms of status and strength, I am not bad, but I will never do such a domineering thing! Today, on behalf of all of you, I want an apology from the people of the Xuanyin family, not a mere compensation of fifty spirit stones!"
Damn, this little brother is a true friend of justice! A straight-talking saint at the level of a funny guy!
Liu Yuan was stunned, looking at Cui Ting, who was waving his hands passionately and generously with a righteous look.
Chapter 87: Advanced Amnesia
Although Liu Yuan looked very outstanding, he actually had his measure. He controlled the volume and only spoke to those nearby. After they had finished speaking, he pretended to be ridiculed and then angrily refuted.
As long as he could successfully incite a few people, he could leave here safely.
Under the disguise of the dream bubble, this distance would not be easily discovered unless it was carefully explored with spiritual power.
The most important thing is that it is reasonable. Even though it seems that no one would give up a bargain that they have picked up for free, there are all kinds of birds in the forest. When the word "Tao" is brought up, others should understand that the role played by Liu Yuan is a fool who is devoted to practicing.
The right temperament will lead to the right practice, and temperament will also be affected by the practice. It is not uncommon to find people with such personalities.
It's even quite common.
For example, the chief disciple of the Heart Sword Sect in front of him...
"I am Cui Ting, the chief disciple of the Heart Sword Sect. I would like to ask the young master of the Xuanyin family to give an explanation to all the cultivators present. There are some things that cannot be bought with money, and will never be moved by money."
Cui Ting was righteous and looked upright: "The sects and families standing in the upper echelons must not oppress the ordinary sects and immortal cultivators, nor should they cultivate their thoughts of forgetting righteousness for the sake of profit, otherwise where is the distinction between good and evil? If you can't make them cultivate their minds, how can you call it immortal cultivation? Now you use fifty spirit stones to exchange for their recognition of the destruction of order in their hearts, and the demon sect will use five hundred spirit stones to exchange for their betrayal in the future! If this continues, the world will be in danger!"
Liu Yuan is no longer the focus. After all, he is a poor and nameless cultivator at the lower level. How can he compare to the fierce conflict that might occur between the chief disciple of the Heart Sword Sect and the young master of Xuanyin?
Cui Ting is a well-known newcomer in kendo, and the Xinjian School is not an unknown small sect.
Except for the first-tier immortal cultivation sects like Yuxu Taoist Sect, Taiqing Pavilion, Zhanhai Tower, Zhiku Temple, Jiange, Donghuang Valley, Jile Sect, the three major families, etc.
Although the Xinjian Sect is not a huge sect, it is definitely a big sect in the eyes of ordinary cultivators.
After all, to be able to fight against the strongest force of Taiqing Pavilion for so many years without being defeated requires extraordinary strength.
His words were a hundred times sharper than Liu Yuan's and directly reached the level of the world.
Those who had taken the spirit stones looked at each other, and their expressions were not very good.
Although Cui Ting ultimately directed his criticism at Ye Ci Ke's behavior, accusing her of actively lowering the moral standards of cultivators, doesn't this also mean that these cultivators are also people with weak wills and can be easily lowered?
Liu Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If Cui Ting were in modern times, he would be a nitpicker.
He is still the kind of person who is an ultimate argumentative person and jumps out to argue with both sides when there is a war of words between the two sides, offending both sides and pleasing neither side.
However, Cui Ting's remarks are still in line with the characteristics of the Xinjian Sect.
【The mind is the sword, cut off all injustice】
Focusing on self-cultivation, one has a sharp spirit in his heart, and cannot tolerate all the injustice, which has led to the current situation.
In fact, he is not speaking for these immortal cultivators at all, but is expounding the sword theory of the Heart Sword School.
The guards at the door were now in a dilemma. They could not persuade either the Xinjian Sect or the Xuanyin Family, so they could only stay put to maintain order and secretly notify the people in the city to inform the city lord.
Amidst the silence, the atmosphere was tense.
Inside the carriage, the girl sitting upright on the snow-white blanket was delicate and beautiful like fragile porcelain, with long black hair like a waterfall, wearing a luxurious pomegranate red dress, covered with a thin veil, with a sachet and jade pendant hanging around her waist, the hem of her skirt spread out like petals, and a dot of cinnabar between her eyebrows, as if emitting a faint halo.
In sharp contrast to her gorgeous clothes and exquisite appearance is her sickly pale complexion. A few blue veins can be seen under her almost transparent snow-white skin. Her slender figure looks even smaller under the layers of clothes, and her eyes are as calm as a deep pool.
In the center of the carriage was rotating a phantom compass engraved with images of gods and ghosts, and above it was a projection of stars. The star tracks changed, centered on a star in the center, and almost coincided with the center of Tai Chi.
The girl frowned slightly and murmured, "The divine calculations cannot be wrong. He must be here. The one who walked out first is suspicious... But his aura is not right, his cultivation is not right, and he is bringing a sister with him. Moreover, such an obviously reckless move is not something he would do, and Cui Ting is even less likely to do it. Could he still be hiding in the crowd..."
There was no response after sensing it again, unless he got closer, he could use magic to break the obstruction and lock it directly.
Cui Ting's voice was heard from outside again.
The girl frowned even deeper, her eyes becoming more and more gloomy: "This Cui Ting... The Heart Sword Sect is indeed as famous as it is said to be, very annoying."
In the current chaotic situation, many people have already left, and the duration of the divine plan is about to expire. The phantom is swaying like a candle that is about to go out.
"Damn it, we're so close."
Ye Ci Ke bit his lip unwillingly, waved his hand to dispel the compass, took a deep breath, and suppressed his irritable mood.
Since we are in Wanjian City, we must have something to do. It is impossible for us to leave immediately after arriving.
Although she didn't know why he was hiding from her, as long as she confirmed that he was in Wanjian City, she would find a way to catch him sooner or later.
The girl conveyed the message to Xiu'er.
Xiu'er outside the car's expression changed, she curled her lips, and said with a polite smile: "My young master feels that the compensation just now is indeed insufficient..."
Cui Ting was stunned. He thought it would take him a long time to convince the other party, or he might end up empty-handed like his predecessors. He didn't expect it to be so easy. He was delighted.
Xiu'er continued, "Fifty spirit stones are not enough, let's change it to five hundred spirit stones. Those who have just received them, please come over. I hope everyone has forgotten the unpleasantness that happened just now."
"..."
"..."
"..."
Almost all the people turned back, changed their minds and praised the Xuanyin family for their generosity, excellence, and compassion for low-level cultivators.
It’s comparable to a high-level amnesia technique.
Cui Ting had a dazed expression as he looked at the crowd who had been indignant just a moment ago but were now smiling happily. He began to doubt the world.
how so……
Is everything the master said false? Even if one is in a quagmire, one still has the ideal of looking up at the sky. Does that not exist?
