Chapter 1070
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But in order to get a closer look at Luo Yunxiao, they rushed over.
After seeing Luo Yunxiao, they didn't go near her. They just bowed deeply from afar, bought the talismans, and left in a hurry.
Not to mention those crazy female cultivators.
Some of them even fainted when they saw Luo Yunxiao up close.
When they were carried out, they insisted on buying a few talismans to support Master Yunxiao.
Looking at this scene, Mu Yan was simply dumbfounded: "So Junior Martial Uncle is actually so awesome?"
"What else do you think?" Leng Yumo glanced at her. "If people knew that Junior Martial Uncle is from our Xiaoyao Sect, the cultivators who want to enter the Xiaoyao Sect will definitely flatten the entire Tian Xuan Mountains."
Mu Yan swallows with difficulty.
Seeing this group of people worshiping Junior Martial Uncle like a Bodhisattva, she thought about how she just cut Junior Martial Uncle's zither strings two days ago.
She suddenly felt that life was very difficult.
Luo Yu clung onto Muyan's shoulder and giggled, "Sixth Senior Sister, if these people knew that you're learning swordsmanship from Youngest Martial Uncle every day, and that you're even teaching Youngest Martial Uncle the zither, they would definitely go crazy with jealousy."
Mu Yan looked at her coldly. "You also know how to play the zither. How about I teach you this glorious task?"
Luo Yu was scared out of her wits. She shook her head. "No no no, please don't."
Junior Martial Uncle's terrifying ear-piercing demonic sound was not something an ordinary person could bear.
Moreover, Junior Martial Uncle was so terrible that he was tone deaf. If she wanted to teach him how to play the zither, Luo Yu felt that it would be faster to cut her own throat.
…
"Sold out. Junior Martial Sister's talismans are all sold out. Our Xiaoyao Sect is finally going to be rich. Hahaha! "
"So … so many crystals, we can … can buy a lot of meat … meat …"
"Hahaha, long live Sixth Senior Martial Sister, long live Junior Martial Uncle!"
The people of the Xiaoyao Sect excitedly rolled around in the pile of crystals.
Even Mu Yan was a little dazed when she saw the crystals in the room.
They had only been standing on the street for two hours. Two hours!
If they stood for a few more hours …
Mu Yan looks at Luo Yunxiao, "Junior Master, we agreed that it would be half a day. Only two hours have passed today. Are you going to compensate me for the remaining two hours?"
Luo Yunxiao looked at him expressionlessly, then the corners of her mouth slowly curved into a gentle smile. "What do you think?"
"No need, no need!" Mu Yan immediately becomes terrified and waves her hands again and again, "Young Martial Uncle, you're the store's Precious Artifact, you can't easily take it out. An hour is enough, it's enough!"
Luo Yunxiao: "…"
"Hahaha, the store's treasure, Mei Yan Yan, you're so talented!" Chi Wen suddenly jumps out, wanting to drill into Mu Yan's body, but Luo Yunxiao grabs her by the neck.
"When will you teach me how to play the zither?"
Muyan stares blankly, "Uh, whenever Junior Martial Uncle says so."
"Tonight then. Come to my courtyard."
After saying that, he doesn't wait for Muyan's reaction and directly turns around to leave.
Mu Yan was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses: Junior Martial Uncle's love for music is too deep. He doesn't even want to delay a day and wants to play the piano overnight?
…
"When playing the zither, you need to use both hands to cooperate. The left and right hands have different tasks. The right hand plucks the strings and the left hand presses the strings to pick up the notes. The right hand has support, brush, pick, hook, and pick … The left hand has hum, hum, chuo, note, bump, advance and return …"
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