Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

As night falls, the entire Fengyuan City becomes more and more lively.

The streets were crowded with people and noisy, and everyone's face was filled with unconcealable joy.

Mo Juren and Wei Yurou were also among the noisy crowd. Both of them had restrained their cultivation and looked no different from ordinary people. However, the appearance and unique temperament of the handsome man and beautiful woman still attracted countless people to stop and watch.

Because of the 'Qianhua Club', most of the Mulan people who came to the Holy Court were young boys and girls, with the purpose of finding a partner. Therefore, when they saw the two of them, there was a lot of excitement immediately. People are thinking about it.

The girls were naturally more concerned about Mo Juren, but the boys were completely fascinated by Wei Yurou's unique and charming temperament.

If it weren't for the instinctive feeling that the two of them had unusual identities, someone would have come to strike up a conversation with them.

"I have heard about this Soul Sacrifice Festival for a long time, but this is my first time to actually participate in it. I didn't expect it to be so lively?" Wei Yurou said with emotion as she looked at the endless crowd around her.

"It's indeed extraordinary." Mo Juren nodded. Not only was it lively, but the atmosphere of the festival was also completely different, especially the young girls and boys who participated. They were all enthusiastic and unrestrained, and they made no secret of their pursuit of love.

In contrast, ordinary people and even monks living in Tiannan tend to be restrained in their behavior, and they have always been shy about the relationship between men and women.

Of course, except for perverts, the overall style is very different after all. However, as the Mulan people settle in Tiannan, it is not certain whether there will be changes in the future.

The two of them walked around the busiest streets. Mo Juren just took a look, but Wei Yurou was very interested. She even stopped in front of some stalls from time to time and purchased a lot of gadgets.

This made Mo Juren a little speechless. How old are you, and you are still interested in these things like a little girl? Don't you feel embarrassed?

Wei Yurou didn't care at all, but bought even more crazily. It wasn't until he left the city soon that he had to stop. However, his fair and jade-like cheeks still showed a look of unfinished meaning.

"It's been a long time since I've been this happy. I remember the last time I had a similar experience was hundreds of years ago." Wei Yurou said with unusual emotion, but a jade box half a foot long suddenly appeared in her palm, and she handed it to the side directly. ,

"This is for you. It's not something expensive. I hope you don't dislike it."

"Give it to me?" Mo Juren looked slightly surprised. Just now he only remembered that the other party turned into a shopping maniac and bought like crazy, but he didn't expect that he still had a share?

"What? Isn't it possible?" Wei Yurou rolled her eyes at the other party and then said,

"You and I can be considered friends. Is there a problem with giving you a gift? Or maybe you think the gift is too bad, or you have never regarded me as a friend..."

"Stop, stop, stop... I'll accept the thing." Mo Juren was also convinced. He hadn't expressed his position yet, but the other party asked one question after another, as if not accepting the gift would be a heinous crime.

"That's pretty much it." Wei Yurou nodded with satisfaction and said again,

"Open it and see if you like it. I picked it especially for you."

"What do you want to see here? Let's talk about it when we get back." Mo Juren did not satisfy the other party's wish. Instead, he directly put the box away and then walked forward.

Wei Yurou was furious to death. She kept scolding the other party for being heartless, but she had no choice but to follow him angrily.

The outside of the city is also extremely lively, especially tonight when the 'Flower Flower Party' is held. The boys and girls who have been waiting outside for many days have long been unable to restrain the excitement in their hearts and ran out of the tent one after another, forming dozens of people. Various groups gathered together to sing and dance around the fire.

Of course, mortals are the main body, but some low-level magicians are also mixed in, putting aside their past identities and completely integrating into this ocean of joy.

It has to be said that such a cheerful festival atmosphere is indeed very contagious, even Wei Yurou is a little immersed in it. Of course she couldn't really participate, but she couldn't help but watch it from a distance with great interest.

Mo Juren didn't have too many ideas. While watching, he didn't forget to look around. His eyes crossed the 'bonfire dance' everywhere, and finally settled on a high platform in the central area.

It was a circular stone platform with a diameter of about ten feet, but it was more than ten feet high. There was nothing at the top.

However, all the boys and girls who were singing and dancing would always look towards the high platform from time to time, looking quite yearning.

Mo Juren was a little surprised, and after thinking about it for a while, he had some kind of guess. It's not certain yet, but it won't be long before the truth is revealed.

"May I ask, Master Immortal?" As he was thinking, a soft voice suddenly sounded from the direction behind him. He subconsciously turned around, and what he saw was a dressed-up Mulan girl with a rather beautiful appearance. , about fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a handful of beautiful flowers in his hand.

"Are you..." Mo Juren was slightly surprised. He was about to ask something, but he never thought that the girl directly pressed the flowers into his hands and then ran away.

"Uh..." Mo Juren was completely dumbfounded, a little confused about what the other party meant, but Wei Yurou on the side snorted coldly,

"A certain guy is really attracting bees and butterflies. Not long after he stood here, he already stole the girl's heart."

Hearing this, Mo Juren still didn't understand what was going on. A hint of helplessness appeared on his face, and he continued: "So, mortals can also give flowers to monks?"

"Of course. During the Soul Sacrifice Festival, there are not a few mortals who express their love to the magicians, and eventually get married." Before Wei Yurou could answer, another familiar voice sounded not far away. She turned around to look, and suddenly It's Master Zhong.

In the past, when he was in the Valley of Fallen Demons, the other party's injuries were serious. Unexpectedly, after a few years, he had recovered as before, at least on the surface, there was no difference at all.

There is a layer of strange spiritual power fluctuations looming around the opponent, which can interfere with the vision to a certain extent. Ordinary mortals and even some low-level magicians cannot see clearly.

The purpose of doing this is also very simple. Obviously, he does not want to attract too much attention. As the most respected divine master in the clan, if he is really recognized, it will definitely cause a sensation.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Zhong. Are you okay?" Mo Juren greeted with a smile.

"Thanks to fellow Taoist, Zhong is no longer in trouble." Divine Master Zhong chuckled and continued,

"During the day, I heard the news that Taoist friend came to visit our tribe. Unfortunately, Mr. Zhong was in retreat at that time and could not welcome him in person. I hope Taoist friend Mo will not blame me."

"Mo won't care about little things." Mo Juren shook his head slightly.

"By the way, Miss Le was also seriously injured that day. How is her recovery?" "Master Le is also well. In addition, as a saint in the clan, she must be present at tonight's 'flower gathering'. At the same time, I also want to send blessings to all the newlyweds..." Master Zhong explained briefly, but suddenly said again with a half-smile,

"As the name suggests, the Flower Blossom Club uses flowers as a medium to select a partner you love. You have just received the flowers. If you agree, it will be done."

"I'll be your grandma!" Mo Juren glanced at the other party speechlessly, and then said,

"Let's talk about how to deal with it first. You can't just throw it away, right?"

"Fellow Daoist Mo is so sympathetic to women, no wonder there are so many confidants in Tiannan." Divine Master Zhong chuckled and said again,

"As for this bouquet of flowers, there is no need to throw them away directly. Just put them away and ignore them. Of course, if you are really interested in someone, bring the flowers to find them. This is also the standard procedure of the flower arrangement."

"That's it." Mo Juren nodded, looked at the flowers in his hand, and from the corner of his eye, he noticed the expectant eyes of the girl hidden in the darkness not far away. With a sudden movement in his heart, he stuffed them directly. Wei Yurou was on the side.

"Uh..." Wei Yurou was stunned for a moment, but she quickly reacted and rolled her eyes at someone.

"You are so ruthless, but you did it so cruelly, it broke this little girl's heart."

"I'm cutting through the mess with a sharp knife, without giving the other party any illusions. If I drag my feet, that would be really irresponsible." Mo Juren shook his head slightly, and looked at the bright eyes not far away again from the corner of his eye. Sure enough, The other party only felt sad for a moment, and then returned to normal.

At the same time, the other boys and girls on the side also lost some thoughts after seeing what the two did.

"What a pity for such a brave girl." Divine Master Zhong joked with a smile. Seeing that Mo Juren was still indifferent, he changed the subject and said,

"Speaking of which, there is one thing that Zhong can't let go of. Ever since he fell into the Demon Valley, the ancient demon has disappeared. Does Fellow Daoist Mo know about it?"

"I don't know, but there are only two possibilities for not showing up for such a long time. Either he is hiding in some unknown place to practice in seclusion, or he has left Tiannan and gone to other places." Mo Ju What Ren said was half true and half false, but it was indeed the truth. After hearing this, not only Divine Master Zhong, but also Wei Yurou on the side also had a solemn look on her face.

"It's okay to leave Tiannan. If we really hide somewhere, it will eventually become a big problem in the future." Divine Master Zhong sighed, but even though he was worried, there was nothing he could do.

"I heard that there was a sudden change in the boundless sea a few years ago. A strange whirlpool appeared, and the boundless demonic energy was suppressed below. Fellow Taoist, do you think it is related to this demon?"

"It's almost ten." Mo Juren nodded.

"But the situation there has been resolved, so there is no problem. As for the ancient demon, it is actually not that scary. After all, it is just alone. As long as everyone is more vigilant and quickly joins forces to attack once they find any clues, no matter how powerful they are, use."

"What Fellow Daoist Mo said is absolutely true, but Zhong is obsessed with it." Divine Master Zhong also came to his senses and said with a smile.

Perhaps it was because of the life-saving grace he received last time, or because Mo Juren's potential was becoming more and more incredible, that Master Zhong's mentality towards Mo Juren also changed accordingly. Don't make your friendship too obvious.

Mo Juren is naturally happy to do this. He will inevitably continue to interact with each other in the future. There are many benefits to a good relationship.

Both parties had the same thoughts, and the subsequent conversation naturally became smoother and smoother, and they became much closer in speech and behavior.

Wei Yurou stood aside quietly, never getting involved, but she valued Mo Juren more and more in her heart. Not only was this guy strong and had endless potential, he was also really thick-skinned. He had no stage fright when talking to Master Zhong Shen.

The 'flower holding party' is still going on, and as time goes by, one pair after another successfully holds hands, and it is getting closer and closer to the climax of the conference.

Suddenly, a ray of green light suddenly flew from the sky and landed on the high platform in the center in the blink of an eye.

The brilliance faded away, and it was Saint Mulan who was revealed. As soon as Fang appeared, the noisy surroundings instantly fell silent, and almost everyone's eyes were attracted to her.

Looking up into the distance, I saw that the woman surnamed Le today was particularly attractive, with skin as smooth as gelatin, a radiant face, and a holy glow flashing all over her body.

Her appearance is not grand, but rather simple. She only has a snow-white long sacrificial dress, and a seven-color garland on her head. Her white jade-like feet are crystal clear. She stands there naked. Wrapped in a layer of fluorescence, not stained by a trace of dust.

However, such a simple dress does not affect her peerless appearance at all. She is like a fairy who has been banished to the mortal world. Just standing there attracts countless people and gods to snatch her.

Mo Juren looked slightly surprised. He didn't expect that this girl had such a side, which was quite eye-catching. He also thought of the fact that he had teased her several times in the past. For some reason, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of guilt in his heart, as if he was blaspheming. Holy.

"Does it look good?" But at this moment, Wei Yurou's voice that seemed to be smiling but not smiling suddenly came to mind.

"It's as bright as the moon covered by light clouds, and it's as fluttering as the drifting snow in the returning wind!" Mo Juren subconsciously recited a beautiful line from his past life that had been passed down through the ages. As soon as these words came out, Wei Yurou was stunned.

I really didn't realize that this guy had such talent and was able to write such ethereal and gorgeous words. I have to admit that these two sentences are particularly appropriate to describe the current Saint Mulan.

Not only Wei Yurou, but Divine Master Zhong on the side also looked surprised. He recited the two lines of poetry back and forth countless times in his mind, and the more he recited them, the more endless the charm became.

At this time, the boys and girls in the field finally came to their senses, lowered their heads one after another, and did not dare to look at anything more. The couples who had formed a group gathered around the high platform.

When all these people stood still, Saint Mulan didn't say much. She immediately raised her slender hand and drove a stream of spiritual power into a certain position in the center of the high platform.

A magical scene then happened. On the high platform, a brilliant light shone, and a seven-color lotus flower suddenly appeared with bursts of rays of light. Then it began to grow and bloom at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After the first one, there is the second one, and then the third one...

In just a moment, countless seven-color lotuses had bloomed all over the high platform, and even began to appear in the mid-air nearby.

Saint Mulan was completely hidden in the sea of ​​countless flowers, and her entire body was infected by the seven-color glow.

His slender hand waved again, and in the next moment, countless lotus flowers flew out, one after another, and fell into the eyebrows of countless newcomers around him. (End of chapter)