Fix your sister's fairy

"Personal instruments?" Mo Yi was stunned for a moment, "Since you have prepared for a long time, why don't you take it out early in the morning?"

"This little brother doesn't know. On Mo Yi's side, a middle-aged male monk with two glances of a powerful upturned beard took the initiative to solve Mo Yi's doubts, "On occasions like this, everyone competes with their own musical attainments, and the instruments used are shared, there is no difference, if you use the instruments you brought, you will be suspected of being unfair." If you think about it, people use an ordinary guqin to play, but you use a peerless magic weapon guqin, I am afraid that the player of the ordinary guqin has peerless talent and is not as strong as you gently plucking the strings. "

"That's it......" Mo Yi looked at Bai Bohuan in the center of the hall with a strange expression, "Then isn't it shameless for this guy to come around in a big circle and make such a request?"

"Keep looking. The mustachioed monk beside Mo Yi smiled and stroked his mustache and looked at Bai Bohuan in the field.

After listening to Bai Bohuan's request, many monks couldn't sit still, because once Fairy Ruoji agreed, Bai Bohuan took out a high-quality instrument and played music that made everyone applaud, which was not good for the other monks.

"For the sake of fairness, take out your instrument and let everyone see it, and then everyone decides. Fairy Ruoji said lightly.

"Naturally. Bai Bohuan waved his hand, and the ring on his index finger sent out mana fluctuations, and an emerald green slender flute appeared in his hand.

"Bamboo flute?" Mo Yi looked at the flute that was green all over and left traces of small bamboo joints, no matter in terms of color or material, this flute was by no means a peerless magic weapon, but a bamboo flute made of ordinary bamboo.

Like Mo Yi, all the monks were surprised when they saw Bai Bohuan's recorder, and instead of putting those magic weapons made of precious materials, they used this bamboo flute that had no grade or even could be said to be everywhere, Bai Bohuan's actions were tantamount to stupidity.

"Oh?" Fairy Ruoji couldn't help but say a little to Bai Bohuan, "Bamboo flute, this is a world of difference compared to the flute you gave up before, have you thought about it clearly?"

"Naturally. Bai Bohuan nodded with a comfortable smile on his face.

"Please, then. "Fairy Wakahime bows her head.

Seeing Bai Bohuan's flute, no one objected anymore, but there were more people gloating.

Bai Bohuan was not affected by the others, put the bamboo flute in his hand to his lips, and after a slight breathing, he blew the first syllable.

The crisp and loud sound of the flute suddenly sounded, and the sound from the bamboo flute was boundless, Mo Yi even felt that he was in the lost forest and listened to the sound of bamboo leaves brought by the wind blowing through the bamboo forest, and a quiet and quiet feeling suddenly arose.

The flute sound is continuous, light and long, making people feel as if they are really in a bamboo forest, and the cold wind blows around and stirs the bamboo leaves, which sway to make a deep and quiet score.

Bai Bohuan's performance is not only that, he is an art cultivator! The best thing about art cultivation is music, if the music he plays is not the same as everyone else, then he can abandon his cultivation and become a wandering artist.

When the tune gradually entered the high-tide part, it was as if a strong wind was blowing, and the bamboo forest shook as if it was about to be uprooted by this demon wind in the next second.

At the same time, a wave of mana power was quietly hidden in the high sound of the flute, and countless monks were silently infected by the sound of the flute, closing their eyes and looking awe-inspiring, as if they were facing the bone-chilling wind, and even more of the weak-willed people turned pale and were frightened by the artistic conception of the music.

But there are also most monks who abide by their hearts and do not fall into the illusion created by Bai Bohuan, and generally this kind of monks are all overhauled in the same vast period, or a few rare periods of returning to the ruins.

"Huh, you kid didn't get hit?" said the mustachioed monk beside Mo Yi in surprise as he looked at Mo Yi, who was still sober.

At this time, Mo Yizheng stretched out his hand to dangle in front of Mo Luoxue, whose eyes were closed, and wondered if he should take advantage of the fact that he should pinch Mo Luoxue's face now, and he would not be discovered anyway. Hearing the bearded monk's words, Mo Yi subconsciously put away the claws he was about to stretch out and turned his head in response, "Ah? "

"You are only now out of the realm of the mortal period, the real person is a monk of the vast period, honestly call it a senior or a real person. The mustachioed monk stroked his beard and said.

"Oh, what's the real person called a kid?" Mo Yi touched his head and looked at the mustache in front of him blankly.

"How did you kid stick to the Lingtai and not fall into that Bai Bohuan's illusion? You must know that Bai Bohuan's illusion with all his strength is enough to make thousands of people fall into the illusion at the same time, and your kid is actually safe and sound?" The mustache looked Mo Yi up and down to see what was outstanding.

"Well...... this" Mo Yi didn't expect it to be this problem, he had the help of original sin deep in his heart, so it was naturally unlikely that he would fall into an ordinary illusion.

"If you don't want to answer, forget it, everyone has their own secrets, right?" said the mustache as he looked at Mo Yi, who was trying to make up a reason.

"Whew...... Real people are wise. Mo Yi exhaled, and the bearded monk in front of him didn't ask deeply, so he saved a little brain cell from lying.

"It's the beautiful woman next to you, seeing that your relationship is not like a stranger, and you entered this hall together, are you Taoist couples?" asked the mustache pinching his beard and staring at Mo Luoxue who was in a fantasy beside Mo Yi.

Mo Yi looked at the mustache and didn't need to guess to know that he was overwhelmed by Mo Luoxue's appearance, at least he wanted to hook up, and to avoid trouble, Mo Yi also nodded directly and admitted, "Yes, yes, she is my Taoist couple, we are very affectionate!"

"You kid is really blessed, there is such a beautiful Taoist couple, think about the yellow-faced woman in my family...... Alas, little brother, do it and cherish it. The mustache patted Mo Yi's shoulder and sighed.

"That is, my Luo Xue is beautiful and sensible and can warm the bed, and when I get up in the morning, I know how to help me prepare breakfast, where can I find such a virtuous Taoist couple?" Mo Yi also followed the mustache's words, and directly cut off a little charming thought in the mustache's heart.

"Is that so? Beside Mo Yi, a cold voice suddenly sounded, and Mo Yi froze for a moment and turned back to meet the eyes that were as quiet as frozen water.

"Ahh......h You're awake. Mo Yi touched the back of his head and looked at Mo Luoxue with an embarrassed expression.

"......" and Mo Luoxue's eyes were full of indescribable ...... Despise.