Except for Chen Xuan, few people present could hear the poignant story behind the crescent harp.
The reason is that among the monks present, only Chen Xuan came from the secular world and had experienced unforgettable love affairs.
And the sound of Yueyue'er's piano is played for those who know the music.
Through the changes in the expressions of the audience present, Yue Ya'er could tell whether these people really heard the profound meaning of her music.
As the sound of the piano changed, Yue Yaer's eyes hidden behind the veil gradually showed a look of surprise.
Then she fixed her gaze on Chen Xuan's face.
There were so many experienced monks present, ranging in age from dozens to hundreds of years older, but they didn't hear what she was saying, but Chen Xuan, the youngest monk, did it?
Yue Ya'er felt a little weird in her heart, could this be a coincidence?
And Chen Xuan also vaguely felt that Yue Yaer's eyes seemed to be looking towards him all the time, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.
Unfortunately, the song was too short, and Yue Yaer's celestial piano music stopped abruptly, but everyone was still immersed in the music and had not yet recovered.
Yue Ya'er stood up, looked deeply at Chen Xuan, said nothing, and looked like he was about to leave.
From the moment he appeared, played the piano, to left, Yue Ya'er didn't say a word.
Several of the Nascent Soul stage monks who came back to their senses were suddenly dissatisfied.
"Miss Yue Ya'er, you play very nicely. Why don't you play a few more songs before leaving? We haven't heard enough yet! It doesn't matter how much a piece of music costs. If you want any rare treasures from the world of mountains and seas, we can give them to you.
You, please stay!"
After hearing the words of this Nascent Soul Stage monk, Yue Ya'er didn't even look at him, and walked out the door with the two little maids.
The madam, on the other hand, put on a respectful gesture and didn't dare to keep Yue Ya'er at all.
Immediately, the several Nascent Soul stage monks present became even more displeased. How could a mere mortal oiran be so arrogant?
It's not like they haven't seen beauties in the secular world. When those beauties saw them, they all worshiped them as gods and promised to marry them at every turn. But as Nascent Soul Stage monks, how could they look down on vulgar girls?
Although Yue Ya'er played the piano beautifully, they didn't even see Yue Ya'er's appearance or even hear her voice. They just listened to a piece of music and spent so many spiritual stones in vain, regardless of their status.
Judging from their status and actual losses, they couldn't help but feel this way.
"etc!"
These Nascent Soul stage monks looked at each other and decided to join forces temporarily and block the door together to prevent Yue Yaer from getting out.
"Miss Yue Ya'er, if you don't want to play a few more songs in front of so many people, you can go up to the private room on the second floor and play it for a few of us. Lingshi will never treat you badly, and the madam will be happy to do this business.
,Yes or no?"
Yue Ya'er was stopped by several Nascent Soul stage monks, but still didn't speak, just stood there quietly.
The old bustard hurriedly came over and advised: "Several immortals, Miss Yue Ya'er is frail and sick all year round. It is not advisable to stay outside for too long. You also know that the climate in the Northern Wilderness is the worst in the entire mountain and sea world. In case Miss Yue Ya'er
If my condition worsens, my business of stealing incense will no longer be able to continue."
"Miss Yue Ya'er is sick?"
One of the Yuanying stage monks was slightly surprised, and then smiled nonchalantly and said, "Miss Yue Ya'er is not an immortal cultivator. If she really gets sick, as Yuanying stage monks, we can easily cure her illness.
You should come upstairs with us, I can treat Miss Yue Yaer for free!"
"This Immortal Chief, Miss Yue Ya'er's illness is no ordinary ailment. Over the years, there have been many immortal cultivators with excellent medical skills in the seven underground cities of the Northern Wasteland. They are all known as miraculous doctors, but none of them can take good care of Miss Yue Ya'er.
I'm sick, so I'd better let Miss Yue Ya'er go back and rest."
As the madam explained, she winked at the boy in the building.
Soon the bodyguards from Touxiangfang gathered around. These bodyguards all have cultivation levels of the Nascent Soul stage, and they must have cultivation levels of the Nascent Soul stage or above to control the situation.
Several guests in the Nascent Soul Stage were unable to bear the threat of force, so they could only follow the old bustard's words: "No matter how bizarre and serious a mortal's illness is, are they really that difficult to treat?
Miss Yue Yaer, can the person who helps you cure your illness see your true face?"
Yue Ya'er didn't answer, as if she was born mute.
The old bustard explained helpfully: "Master Immortal, you must have just come to Yechao City. Our Stealing Incense Shop has such an unwritten rule, which Miss Yue Ya'er acquiesced to. Whoever can cure her disease will not only be able to
Seeing her true appearance, and being able to become hers
Friends, you can listen to her play as many songs as you want; but the treatment is not done here, but to go to Moxi Xuan where Miss Yue Yaer lives, and you must get the consent of the owner of Mi Xixuan. If you really want to help her
For medical treatment, go to Maixixuan and line up tonight!"
After hearing what the madam said, several Nascent Soul stage monks looked surprised.
"Still waiting in line?"
"Of course, the monks who want to treat Miss Yue Ya'er are all queued up from Mixixuan to our Touxiang Shop every day. If you go there now, you might not be able to get one!"
The madam seemed quite proud when she talked about this incident.
After all, Yue Ya'er is the number one oiran in their Incense-stealing shop, and she can attract countless monks in the Northern Wilderness to want to have a glimpse of her true appearance, so the Incense-stealing shop is naturally proud of her.
When several Nascent Soul stage monks heard this, they knew they couldn't keep Yue Ya'er, so they could only make way to watch Yue Ya'er leave.
"Fellow Taoist, do you know where Mi Xixuan is?"
Chen Xuan is very interested in Yue Yaer's condition.
As a descendant of evil medicine, he has never encountered a disease in mortals that monks cannot cure.
Most diseases suffered by mortals can be solved with just one pill.
Liao Wuchen thought that Chen Xuan was interested in Yue Ya'er, so he immediately smiled and replied: "Fellow Daoist Chen, that Paixixuan is not only the residence of Miss Yue Ya'er, its owner is a mysterious and powerful female cultivator.
, it is said that it is at least the level of Hedao Zhenren, otherwise Miss Yue Yaer’s residence would have been breached long ago!”
"Really..." After hearing what Wu Chen said, Chen Xuan still didn't give up the idea of going to Mixixuan.
At this time, Shu Buda said: "Fellow Taoist, didn't you tell me before about another rumor about Tianxie Medical Immortal Gu Chenxiao?
As long as we can cure Miss Yue Yaer's disease, we can inherit Gu Chenxiao's medical skills, otherwise how could there be so many medical practitioners going to Mixixuan every day?"
The word "medical cultivation" was spoken by Shubuda smoothly, and it fits the characteristics of the group of monks who entered the Tao through medicine, including Gu Chenxiao.
"There is such a rumor, but no one has seen Gu Chenxiao's medical skills with his own eyes. Who knows how to inherit his medical skills? Anyway, don't think about it."
