Seeing their group of evil stars finally leaving, the young stall owner let out a long breath and slumped down on his seat.
But after regaining consciousness, he turned pale with fright. He quickly walked to the stall and stopped Mo Yun and others with his hand, "Young lady and young master, you can't leave. If you leave, their Jin Yulou will definitely come to take revenge on me."
.You can just leave, but I still have to make money to treat my father’s illness, what do you want me to do?”
"What do you do? What does it have to do with us?"
Xiaolan pointed at the boy with some dissatisfaction and threatened: "Get out of my way quickly, if you mess around again, I will beat you up!"
The young man cried sadly and looked at Zhou Yuhan with pity, "Miss, you have to judge for me. You have offended everyone with Jin Yulou's words today. I became your accomplice for no reason. You let me
How can I set up a stall here in the future? How can Jinyu Tower accommodate me?"
After he said this, Zhou Yuhan suddenly felt that his analysis was very reasonable, and immediately asked: "Then what compensation do you want? Didn't Brother Yun help you earn several thousand yuan before?"
"That rent-free voucher is just a piece of waste paper. Not to mention whether it counts or not, I will definitely not dare to set up a stall here in the future. What use is the voucher to me?" the young man said helplessly.
Seemingly seeing that there was not much excitement to see, most people also chose to leave after sighing. The remaining few also looked here and left angrily amid a burst of shouting.
"So you want us to give you several thousand yuan as compensation?" Zhou Yuhan asked in confusion.
In Zhou Yuhan's opinion, this incident was caused by them after all, and they should be compensated. However, she was afraid that giving the Yuan Stone directly would hurt the young man's self-esteem, so she asked this question.
The young man quickly bowed and said: "Although a few thousand yuan is a huge amount of money for me, it is better to make money every day than to make money every day. I hope the young master can give me some guidance. I will definitely be grateful."
All."
Xiaolan didn't understand why, thinking that he wanted to blackmail them, and said angrily: "We are not related to each other, so it would be nice if I could give you a few thousand yuan. Don't be dissatisfied."
The young man waved his hands and hurriedly explained: "Young lady has misunderstood what I meant. I just want to find a way to survive. Seeing that young lady and young masters have great powers, I think they will be able to point out a clear way for me. That's all."
"You were exposed by me, so you changed your story now, right?"
Xiaolan snorted coldly, "Let me tell you, give up on this. What kind of person our lady is. Every year, there are not only ten thousand but also eight thousand people who want to be her disciples, but our lady refuses without exception!"
Compared to Xiao Lan's caution, Mo Yun felt that this person was quite interesting. Seeing that this person had strange bones and was neither humble nor arrogant, he immediately became interested and asked, "Why is your father sick?"
Facing Mo Yun's deep and deep gaze, the young man had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. After being slightly panicked, he quickly replied: "My father, he was a casual cultivator. When he went to the ancient battlefield with a treasure hunting team to search for spiritual treasures, he was killed.
The people in the team plotted against him and were seriously injured. Although they saved their lives, they remained paralyzed in bed for the rest of their lives, relying on the elixir to breathe."
At the end of the sentence, a trace of sadness appeared on the young man's face. The reason why he gave up practicing in the outer sect of Tianxing Sect was to earn Yuan Stone and take better care of his father.
But the only way to survive was also blocked in the previous farce. For them, this was a sudden disaster.
He didn't mean to blame, he just wanted them to help point out a clear path!
Mo Yun analyzed seriously: "It seems that your father was poisoned back then, and then the poison spread to the meridians, causing paralysis of all four limbs."
"How do you know he was poisoned?" The young man was obviously a little surprised, and then a gleam flashed in his eyes, "Master, do you have any cure?"
But after asking, he felt that he was reckless. He saw that Mo Yun was only a few years older than him, so how could he have a cure? But he was too eager. He had dreamed of curing his father for all these years. This kind of mood is common among people.
Hard to understand.
"I have learned some medical skills, but I wonder if you would like to let me search your memory? This will help me prescribe the right medicine." Mo Yun asked.
To treat the disease, they must know the patient's symptoms. With the auction coming soon, they naturally do not have time to go to the boy's home. The only way is to search his memory and judge the poison his father has suffered from the boy's daily perspective.
Search memory?
The young man naturally knew his intention, but practitioners all have their own little secrets, and it was a bit embarrassing to present their memories in front of a stranger without any reservation.
But thinking of his father who was suffering from illness, the young man finally felt relieved and said: "As long as I can cure my father, let alone search his memory, I am also willing to search his soul."
"Then close your eyes and don't contradict my spiritual consciousness."
Mo Yun slowly walked up to the young man and put his fingertips on the young man's eyebrows. A trace of spiritual consciousness followed the channel of spiritual power and advanced towards the deep Niwan Shrine.
Although searching for memories is not as overbearing as searching for souls, it still requires the cooperation of the person being searched, so he only consulted the other person's opinion before.
"This young man is too miserable."
What he can remember is the past of the young man. His name was Liu Xingzu. He was originally a branch descendant of the Liu family of the East River Kingdom. Later, the Liu family was replaced by the powerful minister Han Hou. Most of the direct descendants of the Liu family were also slaughtered after the palace coup. The remaining ones who surrendered
Princes and dukes were also in the long river of time. They were either destroyed and deprived of titles, or they were demoted. In their generation, Liu Xingzu's grandfather inherited the title of a county magistrate.
After his grandfather passed away due to illness, his father lost the qualification to inherit the title. Fortunately, his father became a disciple of a casual cultivator with the Immortal Ascension Order and entered the path of cultivating immortals.
However, San Xiu made his father swear that he would not teach his cultivation techniques to outsiders without his own permission. Therefore, his father never taught him any techniques throughout his life.
And the reason why he was able to step onto the threshold of the mourning platform is also due to his miserable sisters and strong elder brothers. He lost his mother when he was three years old, and was beaten severely by his stepmother when he was five years old. It has always been his elder brothers and sisters who have always been with him.
Depend on each other for life.
As the youngest sister passed her teenage years, he also ushered in the darkest moment of his life. The fourth sister was forced by her stepmother to marry the second-generation ancestor of a spiritual family as a concubine. The eldest brother was forced to run away from home and became a
As a spiritual bandit, he was also assigned to farm in the spiritual fields for tenant farmers.
In his spare time, he relied on the elixirs sent by his sisters and the exercises stolen by his elder brother. At the age of fourteen, he entered the path of cultivation. He was qualified to enter the outer sect of Tianxing Sect to practice. However, his father was poisoned and he finally gave up this opportunity.
, one person supports the whole family.
Later, the sisters were forced by their parents' families to cut off all contact with each other because they were helping their father. The stepmother was not willing to be alone and ran away with other monks. When she left, she took everything she could with her, leaving only a shabby house with bare walls.
There was a little yellow dog in the room, and a frail middle-aged man was lying on the bed. Judging from his complexion and the poisonous gas emanating from his breathing, he must have been poisoned by a vein-eating poison.
This poison is not of high grade and is not fatal, but it will corrode the meridians of the poisoned person and make people disabled. But this is not the most important thing. The important thing is that this is a poison of the demon clan!
Could it be that the person who poisoned me is a demon or a pseudo-slave?
After a simple judgment, Mo Yun took the opportunity to look at the young man's personality and found that he was a very filial boy who never did anything bad in his life. In his spare time, he would help the old woman in the village farm the land. He confirmed this man's character.
Only then did he take back his spiritual consciousness.
Opening his eyes, Liu Xingzu asked eagerly: "How is it? Can my father be saved?"
"Help."
Mo Yun took out a bottle of elixir from the storage ring and handed it to him, "For the sake of your filial piety, I will give you this bottle of elixir. Take one pill every seven days and it will last for less than three months."
You will be cured."
Looking at the heavy medicine bottle in his hand, Liu Xingzu's eyes flashed with tears. He fell to his knees with a plop and said gratefully: "I will never forget this young master's great kindness!"
It is said that a man has gold at his knees, but Liu Xingzu had nothing to repay, so he could only repay Mo Yun in this way.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Yuhan felt inexplicably moved in her heart. Although she was very curious about Mo Yun's treatment of wounds, she was infected by an inexplicable emotion at the moment and naturally had no energy to interrupt such a touching scene.
There was a hint of complexity in the eyes of the old man in gray and Xiao Lan, especially the former, who looked at Mo Yun with a little more admiration.
"Get up!" Mo Yun lifted him up with both hands and whispered with his spiritual consciousness: "Don't let the second person know about the pill inside, otherwise it will definitely lead to death!"
Liu Xingzu nodded and responded with his spiritual consciousness: "Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade. I understand."
"Well." Mo Yun glanced at him with satisfaction, "You said you have nowhere to go, but I know a place here. I wonder if you are willing to go there."
"Young master, it doesn't matter, as long as you can survive, it will be the same wherever you go." Liu Xingzu replied.
"Fengming Sect stopped at Fengpo Garrison. They are recruiting knowledgeable people from all over the world. If you are interested, you can go there. When the time comes, you can go find a man named Chen Shan and tell him that I asked you to find him. He will help
You arrange everything." Mo Yun smiled.
"Okay, thank you for your advice, young master. I will take my father to the Dingfengpo garrison soon."
Liu Xingzu bowed his hands and said thanks: "I wonder if I can tell you the name of my benefactor. I will definitely repay your great kindness if I have the opportunity in the future."
"Mo Yun."
"Okay, I will remember it in my heart and never forget it forever."
Seemingly seeing them chatting happily with their spiritual senses, Zhou Yuhan suddenly interrupted: "What are you hiding from me?"
"Secret." Mo Yun smiled.
Zhou Yuhan thought they were discussing the young man's father's condition, so she couldn't ask too much. But seeing the young man's delicate features, she joked: "Brother Yun, I see you have been practicing for so long and you don't even have a named disciple. Why not take advantage of this opportunity?"
Take the opportunity to accept this young man, it is also in line with the rules for the Lingxuan Realm to accept a registered disciple from the Lingtai Realm."
"So my benefactor is also a strong man in the Lingxuan realm?" Liu Xingzu looked at Mo Yun in disbelief, with unspeakable shock in his eyes.
Seeing that the young man was very interested, Zhou Yuhan continued to praise: "Not just Lingxuan, brother Yun is a strong man in the late Lingxuan period who has defeated the core disciples of the inner sect. He is a well-known figure among the entire younger generation of Tianxing sect."
"So awesome?!" Liu Xingzu couldn't believe his ears.
"Then why are you still standing there? Why don't you become a disciple?" Zhou Yuhan teased.
Her originally joking words seemed to Liu Xingzu to be a hint, and he immediately knelt down on the ground and performed the apprenticeship ceremony, "Master benefactor, please accept my disciple Liu Xingzu's worship!"
Mo Yun was at a loss when they made such a fuss, but seeing that Liu Xingzu was kind-hearted and talented, he simply agreed, "Meeting each other is fate. If you worship me as your teacher, I will accept you as a disciple."
Registered disciple. But I don’t have time to teach you on weekdays, so I put the skills and cultivation resources in the ring. It’s up to you to see how far you can achieve it.”
With that said, he threw Liu Xingzu a storage ring, which contained a spiritual sword, a set of exercises, tens of thousands of yuan stones and pills needed for cultivation, etc. It was considered a meeting gift for this named disciple.
"Thank you, Master Engong!" Liu Xingzu took the ring respectfully and kowtowed several times.
Mo Yun accepted it gladly, and at the end, he did not forget to send a message to him, "When we arrive at the Dingfengpo garrison, if you need anything, please contact Chen Shan directly. If you don't know anything about cultivation, you can consult your master, Lin Yueyao."
"Yes!" Liu Xingzu replied excitedly.
"Don't set up stalls these days. Let's start early."
After a few brief explanations, Mo Yun, Zhou Yuhan and others left Fangshi because the auction house bell had rang and the annual auction was about to begin.
"It must have been the smoke rising from the ancestral grave that led me to meet my benefactor..."
Watching them leave, Liu Xingzu's delicate face was full of enthusiasm and expectation. He had been waiting for an opportunity, but he didn't expect that a surprise would be given to him in such an unexpected way.
Mo Yun also didn't know that this random recruitment of registered disciples would not only change Liu Xingzu's fate, but would also change the national destiny of the entire Donghe Kingdom.