Chapter 201: The Enlightened Teachers of the Deacons!

Chapter 201: The Enlightened Teachers of the Deacons!

In the courtyard of Free Cloud Peak…

Ripples appeared in the air, and two figures suddenly appeared.

It was Yi Qinglan and Lin Langyue.

Looking at the empty courtyard, Yi Qinglan was surprised.

“Where’s this Penniless Priest’s deacons? Where has everyone gone?”

At that moment, a faint voice came from the room. It sounded like Li Ran was speaking.

“What is this guy up to?” Yi Qinglan snapped her fingers.

A ball of formless spirit energy wrapped around the two of them, and their figures instantly disappeared. Even their souls swept past them, there was nothing.

They passed through the door like spirit bodies.

Yi Qinglan froze when she saw the scene in front of her.

Li Ran sat on a chair with his legs crossed and his mouth like a river as he spoke.

There were about a dozen female deacons sitting cross-legged on the ground and focused on him.

Yi Qinglan listened carefully and frowned.

“Are you telling a story?”

Li Ran said. “I only saw Yingying dressed up everyday today. Her hair was tied up in a bun, and her jade hairpin was tied up. She was thin in powder, and her eyebrows were light…

“That’s a young man, a white-faced scholar, wearing a Confucian scarf, with a silver face, two sharp eyebrows, and a pair of handsome eyes…

“The two of them…”

The more Yi Qinglan listened, the more she felt something was wrong.

Her eyes were filled with anger and her face was as cold as frost. Her expression was extremely ugly.

Not only was he telling a story, he was telling a love story!

It would be fine if it was in the mortal realm, but this was the Righteous Immortal Sect that had severed its connections with the mortal world.

“This little thief really thinks of this as his own backyard. How dare he tell such a story?” She said hatefully, “Langyue, do you see? This is the Heavenly Dao in your eyes. It’s too shameless!

“Langyue?” After waiting for a while and receiving no reply, she turned around in confusion.

Lin Langyue was sitting on a chair, leaning on her chin and listening attentively.

Yi Qinglan looked around.

Looking at the disciples’ concentrated expressions, they were even more serious than when they listened to her preaching. A thought suddenly popped into her mind.

“Are they brainwashed by Li Ran?”

She shook her head and sneered at Li Ran’s eloquent expression. “Hmph, this Penniless Priest wants to hear what you can say!””

Li Ran was talking about the West Wing.

This was a well-known story in his previous life, but no one had ever heard of it here.

He simplified the story a lot, but the plot was still fascinating.

Although it was just a love story between mortals, it surprised the cultivators.

When they heard that Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying fell in love at first sight, they all revealed ambiguous smiles.

And when they heard that Mother Cui reneged on her promise to renege on her marriage, Zhang Shengxiao became sick. They rolled up their sleeves and were filled with righteous indignation.

When Zhang and Cui met privately, Li Ran described it in more detail.

The strong color of the wind and moon caused a strong impact on the ignorant Daoists.

They listened until their cheeks turned red and their hearts raced.

Lin Langyue buried her face in her arm and couldn’t even lift her head.

Yi Qinglan gritted her teeth in hatred.

“This filthy little thief… You-you don’t need to say it in such detail!”

The breeze gently brushed a corner of the veil, only to see that her fair face was slightly red.

However, she did not interrupt Li Ran.

Because she was also a little curious.

Were the two of them together after suffering?

The West Chamber was called a classic.

In addition to the ups and downs of the story, what was more important was that she showed her desire for love and refused to submit to the traditional etiquette and family will.

This intense emotion had stirred up the mood of the group of nuns and even Yi Qinglan.

They were high and mighty cultivators, but it was also because of this that they were too grounded.

These stories of mortals rolling in the mortal world had stimulated their nerves.

In the end, when they heard that Zheng Heng had killed himself and Cui Zhang and his wife were married, everyone cheered!

Lin Langyue hugged Yi Qinglan and said excitedly, “Master, I knew they would be together!”

Yi Qinglan said helplessly, “This is just a story. Isn’t it all because of Li Ran’s mouth?”

However, even though she had said that, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. She was curious.

How could Li Ran, the Sheng Zi of a Devil sect, make up such a dramatic story?

Moreover, all the details seemed to have been personally experienced.

Could it be that he really had Cui Yingying in his heart?

“Wan Jinbao’s sword hides the autumn water. It’s full of Ma Chun’s sorrow.

“It seems like you don’t have the heart to fight, but you’re full of emotion.”

Li Ran ended the story with his last sentence:

“We will never be separated from each other. We will be together forever. Let’s hope that all lovers in the world will be married.”

Everyone was stunned, momentarily lost in thought.

Lin Langyue thought of something and her eyes reddened.

Even Yi Qinglan was in a daze.

“We’ll never leave each other. We’ll be together forever…”

She looked at Li Ran with a complicated expression.

This sentence seemed straightforward, but it contained the most sincere vision. It made people feel warm.

Was someone who could say such things really a shameless person?

“Li Ran… What kind of person are you?”

Pa, pa, pa.

The little deacon excitedly led the applause.

Everyone else reacted and the room was filled with applause.

For these Daoists who were unfamiliar with the mortal world, the impact of this story and this sentence was too great.

“Sheng Zi Li is really good at poetry!”

“This is the best story I’ve ever heard!”

“We’ll never leave each other. We’ll be together forever… What a good moral!”

“But where is my lover?”

“Does Sheng Zi Li have a dao partner?”

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The more they talked, the more ridiculous they became. Yi Qinglan couldn’t sit still any longer. “You want to find a dao partner, right? Should this Penniless Priest introduce you to the Joyous Unity Sect?”

The deacons froze.

She slowly turned around and saw Yi Qinglan staring at them coldly.

“Sect Master?!”

Their scalps went numb.

“Everyone, go to the cliff for seven days. If you still want to find a Dao Companion, this Penniless Priest will personally send you down the mountain!”

After saying that, she waved her sleeve and a gust of wind swept them out of the room and flew away in the air.

The room fell silent.

Yi Qinglan said coldly, “I didn’t expect that Sheng Zi Li would tell a story?”

Li Ran chuckled. “Art comes from life. Daoist Yi is no match for the common people. She naturally doesn’t understand the taste.”

Hearing this, Yi Qinglan thought of something and her ears turned slightly red.

“Who said this poor Daoist doesn’t understand? Your taste was simply, simply unbearable!

“Damn little thief!”