bù yòng duō lǐ 。
不用多礼。
No need for such formalities.
lín xuān jiāng jīng shí jiāo dào nián qīng rén de shǒu lǐ ， yáo le yáo tóu ， biàn dà tà bù xiàng qián zǒu qù le ， qí yú xíng qǐ de xiū shì xiàn mù wú bǐ ， dàn shēn wèi xiū xiān zhě ， bì jìng yǔ shì sú bù tóng ， méi yǒu rén gǎn yī wō fēng shàng qián ， wéi zhù lín xuān 。
林轩将晶石交到年轻人的手里，摇了摇头，便大踏步向前走去了，其余行乞的修士羡慕无比，但身为修仙者，毕竟与世俗不同，没有人敢一窝蜂上前，围住林轩。
Lin Xuan handed the crystal stone to the young man and shook his head, then strode forward. The other beggars looked on with envy, but as cultivators, they were different from ordinary people; no one dared to rush up and surround Lin Xuan.
néng gòu zài zhè lǐ xíng qǐ ， yě shì fāng shì de zhǔ rén jiàn tā men kě lián ， dàn shì xiān jiù dìng xià guī jǔ ， bù lùn xíng qǐ dān yào hái shì jīng shí ， dōu bù kě jiū chán jìn rù zhè lǐ de xiū shì ， zhǐ néng jiāng tài gōng diào yú ， yuàn zhě shàng gōu ， fǒu zé yǐng xiǎng dào fāng shì shēng yì ， huì jiāng tā men gěi hōng chū qù 。
能够在这里行乞，也是坊市的主人见他们可怜，但事先就定下规矩，不论行乞丹药还是晶石，都不可纠缠进入这里的修士，只能姜太公钓鱼，愿者上钩，否则影响到坊市生意，会将他们给轰出去。
Being able to beg here was due to the kindheartedness of the market owners, who had set rules beforehand: regardless of whether it was begging for pills or crystal stones, none could harass the cultivators inside. They could only wait and see if anyone would come forward voluntarily; otherwise, they might be driven out.
lín xuān yī lù zǒu lái ， yán jiē yòu kàn jiàn le bù shǎo qǐ gài ， zhì yú diàn pù ， guǒ rán méi yǒu shén me hǎo dōng xī ， qí zhōng jué dà bù fèn dōu shì hé yú zhù jī qī ， fǎ bǎo zhǐ yǒu jǐ jiàn ér yǐ 。
林轩一路走来，沿街又看见了不少乞丐，至于店铺，果然没有什么好东西，其中绝大部分都适合于筑基期，法宝只有几件而已。
Lin Xuan walked down the street, passing by more beggars along the way. The shops indeed had little to offer, mostly suitable for Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, with only a few treasures available.
bù guò lín xuān yě méi shén me shī wàng de ， zhè běn jiù shì yì liào zhōng shì ， zài cháng jiē de jìn tóu ， yǒu yī chù gé lóu ， yí gè dà dà de le “ chá ” zì yìng rù yǎn lián ， lín xuān zuǐ jiǎo biān lù chū yī mǒ xiào yì ， màn màn de shì le guò qù 。
不过林轩也没什么失望的，这本就是意料中事，在长街的尽头，有一处阁楼，一个大大的了“茶”字映入眼帘，林轩嘴角边露出一抹笑意，慢慢的是了过去。
However, Lin Xuan wasn't disappointed; this was expected. At the end of the long street, there was a pavilion with a large "Tea" sign prominently displayed. A smile curled at the corners of his lips as he slowly approached it.
tū rán ， tā jiǎo bù yī huǎn ， yòu tóu kàn xiàng zuǒ shǒu biān 。 yī dà qún xiū shì wéi zài yī bù qǐ yǎn de jiǎo luò lǐ 。 lín xuān bù yóu de yǒu xiē chà yì 。 zhè fāng shì bù hé cháng lǐ de shì qíng hái zhēn duō 。 dǐ zhī xiū xiān zhě dà duō lěng mò ， hěn shǎo wéi zài yì qǐ kàn rè nào de 。 lín xuān yě huǎn bù zǒu guò qù le 。
突然，他脚步一缓，佑头看向左手边。一大群修士围在一不起眼的角落里。林轩不由得有些诧异。这坊市不合常理的事情还真多。抵知修仙者大多冷漠，很少围在一起看热闹的。林轩也缓步走过去了。
Suddenly, his pace slowed as he turned to look left. A group of cultivators had gathered in an inconspicuous corner. Lin Xuan felt somewhat surprised; there were indeed many unusual things happening here. It was known that most cultivators were cold and rarely gathered to watch spectacles together. He continued walking.
jǐn guǎn zhè yǔ tā píng shí xíng shì de fēng gé yǒu suǒ bù tóng ， dàn lín xuān kě bù xiāng xìn ， zài zhè xiǎo xiǎo de fāng shì lǐ miàn ， hái néng yù jiàn shén me fēng xiǎn ， bì jìng tā rú jīn yǐ shì rén jiè dǐng jiān de cún zài 。
尽管这与他平时行事的风格有所不同，但林轩可不相信，在这小小的坊市里面，还能遇见什么风险，毕竟他如今已是人界顶尖的存在。
Though this deviated from his usual style, Lin Xuan didn't believe he would encounter any risks in such a small market, as he was now one of the top existences in the mortal realm.
rén yǒu xiē shǒu ， qí zhōng shí yǒu ** shì zhù jī qī yǐ shàng de xiū xiān zhě ， bù shǎo xiāng shú zhī rén hái zài píng tóu lùn zú ， qiè qiè sī yǔ de yì lùn zhe shén me 。
人有些手，其中十有**是筑基期以上的修仙者，不少相熟之人还在评头论足，窃窃私语的议论着什么。
Several people stood around, mostly Foundation Establishment stage or higher cultivators, some familiar faces whispering and discussing something.
lín xuān méi tou yí zhòu ， bù dòng shēng sè de jǐ jìn qù le 。 yìng rù yǎn lián de jū rán shì yī wèi měi mào nǚ xiū 。 shí qī bā suì nián jì ， suī fēi jué sè měi nǚ ， dàn yě kě ài tǎo xǐ 。 rán ér què mǎn liǎn qī wǎn zhī sè ， xuàn lèi yù dī 。 zài tā de shēn qián ， hái yǒu yí gè pái zi 。 mài shēn jiù fù !
林轩眉头一皱，不动声色的挤进去了。映入眼帘的居然是一位美貌女修。十七八岁年纪，虽非绝色美女，但也可爱讨喜。然而却满脸凄婉之色，泫泪欲滴。在她的身前，还有一个牌子。卖身救父!
Lin Xuan frowned but inconspicuously squeezed his way through. What met his eyes was a beautiful young female cultivator, about seventeen or eighteen years old. Though not an absolute beauty, she was cute and likable. However, her face was filled with sorrow, tears welling up. In front of her stood a sign: "Sell myself to save my father!"
lín xuān bù yóu de kū xiào bù dé ， xiān shì qǐ gài ， jiē zhe yòu lèi sì yú shì sú mài shēn zàng fù de xì mǎ ， zhè fāng shì ， wèi miǎn yě yǒu xiē tài lìng rén yuán yǔ le a !
林轩不由得哭笑不得，先是乞丐，接着又类似于世俗卖身葬父的戏码，这坊市，未免也有些太令人元语了啊!
Lin Xuan couldn't help but chuckle; first beggars, now something akin to selling oneself for one's father in the secular world—this market was truly beyond words!
“ gè wèi qián bèi ， jiā fù wèi yāo shòu suǒ shāng ， zhōng le qīng tuó luó huā zhī dú ， rú jīn mìng zài qǐng kè ， qǐng gěi wèi qián bèi dà fā cí bēi ， ruò yǒu nǎ yī wèi néng gòu zhì hǎo jiā fù ， xiǎo nǚ zǐ yuàn zuò niú zuò mǎ ， xián cǎo huán yǐ bào qián bèi dà ēn de 。” cǐ nǚ mǎn liǎn jiāo jí ， kàn shàng qù kě lián wú bǐ 。
“各位前辈，家父为妖兽所伤，中了青陀罗花之毒，如今命在顷刻，请给位前辈大发慈悲，若有哪一位能够治好家父，小女子愿做牛做马，衔草环以报前辈大恩的。”此女满脸焦急，看上去可怜无比。
"Senior brothers and sisters, my father has been injured by a yajiang beast and is poisoned by the Qingtuo Luo flower. His life hangs by a thread. Please show compassion; if any of you can save him, I will do anything to repay your kindness." The girl looked anxious, appearing pitiful.
“ qīng tuó luó huā ？”
“青陀罗花？”
"Qingtuo Luo flower?"
wéi guān kàn rè nào de xiū shì bù yóu de dào xī le yī kǒu liáng qì ， lín xuān yě zhòu le zhòu méi ， zhè zhòng huā de dú xìng duì tā lái shuō bù zhí yī tí ， dàn níng dān qī yǐ xià xiū xiān zhě què jī hū zhān zhī lì bì ， jiù suàn xiū liàn yǒu tè shū gōng fǎ ， yě jué bǎi bù guò sān tiān 。
围观看热闹的修士不由得倒吸了一口凉气，林轩也皱了皱眉，这种花的毒性对他来说不值一提，但凝丹期以下修仙者却几乎沾之立毙，就算修炼有特殊功法，也绝摆不过三天。
The cultivators gathered for the spectacle gasped in shock. Lin Xuan frowned as well. For him, this poison was negligible, but for condensation core stage and below cultivators, it could be fatal within three days even with special cultivation techniques.
nán guài zhòng rén tán zhī sè biàn 。
难怪众人谈之色变。
No wonder everyone was so afraid of it.
bù shǎo chuí xián yú shào nǚ měi sè zhī rén ， yě dǎ qǐ le tuì táng gǔ ， bì jìng duì qīng tuó luó huā zhī dú ， tā men kě shì méi yǒu bàn fēn bǎ wò ，
不少垂涎于少女美色之人，也打起了退堂鼓，毕竟对青陀罗花之毒，他们可是没有半分把握，
Many who were lusting after the girl's beauty also began to back off; they had no confidence in dealing with the Qingtuo Luo flower poison.
shào nǚ jiàn le ， liǎn shàng bù yóu de dā chū jué wàng zhī sè ， ruò fēi wèi zì jǐ pèi zhì líng dān 「 fù qīn yě bú huì qián qù mào xiǎn ， yǎn qián fù qīn jiù yào yǔn luò ， kě tā jìng zuò nǚ ér de què yì diǎn bàn fǎ yě méi yǒu 。
少女见了，脸上不由得瘩出绝望之色，若非为自己配置灵丹「父亲也不会前去冒险，眼前父亲就要陨落，可她迳做女儿的却一点办法也没有。
The girl's face turned desperate. If she hadn't prepared a spirit pill for her father, he wouldn’t have taken such risks. Now that her father was about to fall, as his daughter, she could do nothing.
“ ruò wǒ néng tì $$; fù qīn jiě dú ，$$; kě yuàn yì zuò wǒ de shuāng xiū dào lǚ me ?” yī yǒu xiē shā
“若我能替$$;父亲解毒，$$;可愿意做我的双修道侣么?”一有些沙
"Will you be my co-cultivator if I can save your father from the poison?" A hoarse voice rang out, causing everyone's faces to show surprise. Lin Xuan turned to look.
yǎ de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ ， zhòng rén bù yóu de liǎn lù chà yì zhī sè ， lín xuān yě zhuǎn tóu wàng guò qù le 。
哑的声音传入耳朵，众人不由得脸露诧异之色，林轩也转头望过去了。
A bald head monk stood before them, around twenty years old, but his appearance was grotesque: short and fat with a large nose, big ears, one eye larger than the other, and a crooked mouth full of yellow teeth. His cultivation level was only mid-Flexible Spirit stage, lower even than the girl.
shì yī pī fà tóu tuó ， kàn shàng qù yě zhǐ yǒu èr shí chū tóu zuǒ yòu ， zhǎng xiàng què shì jí chǒu ， bù jǐn yòu ǎi yòu pàng ， ér qiě mǎn liǎn héng ròu ， yīng gōu bí ， shuāng ěr zhāo fēng ， liǎng zhǐ yǎn jīng yī dà yī xiǎo ， zuǐ bā jū rán hái shì wāi de ， mǎn zuǐ de huáng yá 。
是一披发头陀，看上去也只有二十出头左右，长相却是极丑，不仅又矮又胖，而且满脸横肉，鹰钩鼻，双耳招风，两只眼睛一大一小，嘴巴居然还是歪的，满嘴的黄牙。
The cultivators were taken aback and burst into laughter.
xiū wèi zhǐ yǒu líng dòng zhōng qī ， bǐ shào nǚ hái chà shàng yī chóu de yàng zi 。
修为只有灵动中期，比少女还差上一筹的样子。
"Kid, you dare to claim you can cure the Qingtuo Luo flower poison with just Flexible Spirit stage cultivation? You're lying without blinking!"
zhòng xiū shì yī dāi ， bù yóu de hā hā dà xiào le qǐ lái 。
众修士一呆，不由得哈哈大笑了起来。
"Yeah, don't be so greedy. Doing this is too unscrupulous."
“ xiǎo zi ， jiù nǐ ， yī líng dòng qī de xiǎo xiū shì ， jū rán yě gǎn shuō néng zhì hǎo qīng tuó luó huā zhī
“小子，就你，一灵动期的小修士，居然也敢说能治好青陀罗花之
The mocking voices filled their ears, but the bald head monk ignored them. He reached into his waistband and pulled out a small box about the size of his palm.
dú ， sā huǎng bù dài zhǎ yǎn de a !”
毒，撒谎不带眨眼的啊!”
Opening the lid revealed a pill as big as a dragon eye, pure white with a sweet fragrance.
“ jiù shì ， chuí xián měi sè yě yào yǒu gè zèn ， nǐ zhè yàng zuò ， wèi miǎn tài bù hòu dào le 。”
“就是，垂涎美色也要有个谮，你这样做，未免太不厚道了。”
Laughter abruptly stopped as everyone's eyes widened in shock.
zhòng xiū shì xī luò de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ ， pī fà tóu tuó què shì ruò wú dǔ ， shēn chū shǒu lái ， zài yāo jiān yī pāi ， yí gè bā zhǎng dà xiǎo de hé zi bèi tā qǔ le chū lái 。
众修士奚落的声音传入耳朵，披发头陀却视若无睹，伸出手来，在腰间一拍，一个巴掌大小的盒子被他取了出来。
"Is this… I didn’t see wrong! Little Primordial Yuan Pill!"
hé gài dǎ kāi ， shì yī lì lóng yǎn dà xiǎo de yào wán 。
盒盖打开，是一粒龙眼大小的药丸。
"It can't be. This is a precious medicine for元婴 cultivators; how could it end up in the hands of a Flexible Spirit stage disciple?"
tōng tǐ xuě bái ， qīng xiāng piāo rù bí duān 。
通体雪白，清香飘入鼻端。
"It doesn’t look fake, but could this kid really have such good luck?"
cháo xiào de shēng yīn gā rán ér zhǐ ， zhòng rén dèng dà le yǎn 。
嘲笑的声音嘎然而止，众人瞪大了眼。
Inhaling sounds filled the air as most of the onlookers showed greedy looks, though none dared to act rashly.
“ zhè shì ， wǒ méi kàn cuò ba ， xiǎo hùn yuán dān !”
“这是，我没看错吧，小混元丹!”
The Little Primordial Yuan Pill was legendary for its healing properties and was indispensable in treating Qingtuo Luo flower poisoning.
“ bù kě néng ， zhè dān yào duì yuán yīng xiū shì lái shuō ， dōu suàn zhēn pǐn ， zěn me kě néng luò zài yī líng dòng qī dì zǐ de shǒu zhōng ？”
“不可能，这丹药对元婴修士来说，都算珍品，怎么可能落在一灵动期弟子的手中？”
"Alright, will you be my co-cultivator? Just sign this servant contract, and I’ll give you the Little Primordial Yuan Pill," the bald head monk said, looking at the girl’s beautiful face.
“ dào bù xiàng jiǎ yào ， nán dào zhè xiǎo zi yùn qì zhēn yǒu zhè me hǎo ？”
“倒不像假药，难道这小子运气真有这么好？”
"I…" Xiaohou Lan was stunned, her delicate face showing inner struggle. Between her father's agonizing expression and the ugly face of the bald head monk, it was a cruel choice for such a young woman.
xī qì shēng cǐ qǐ bǐ fú ， wéi guān de xiū shì dà duō lù chū tān lán zhī sè ， bù guò fāng shì zhī zhōng ， zì rán méi yǒu - rén gǎn luàn lái de 。
吸气声此起彼伏，围观的修士大多露出贪婪之色，不过坊市之中，自然没有-人敢乱来的。
"Come on, you just swore to be a filial daughter earlier. No one here can save your father except me," the bald head monk said with a sinister look, threateningly.
xiǎo hùn yuán dān ， nǎi shì chuán shuō zhōng de liáo shāng shèng yào ， jiě chú qīng tuó luó - huā zhī dú jué duì méi yǒu wèn
小混元丹，乃是传说中的疗伤圣药，解除青陀罗-花之毒绝对没有问
"I… I agree with you." Xiaohou Lan, a very filial daughter, gritted her teeth and finally agreed.
“ zěn me yàng ，$$; shì fǒu yuàn yì zuò wǒ de shuāng xiū dào lǚ ， zhǐ yào yuàn yì ， zhè lì xiǎo hùn wú dān
“怎么样，$$;是否愿意做我的双修道侣，只要愿意，这粒小混无丹
"Good, let's not waste time. With so many senior brothers and sisters around, I’ll place this restriction on you, then take the Little Primordial Yuan Pill to save your father," the bald head monk said smugly.
jiù gěi nǐ 。” pī fà tóu tuó kàn zhe shào nǚ jiāo měi de miàn róng ， tūn le yī kǒu tuò mò de shuō 。
就给你。”披发头陀看着少女娇美的面容，吞了一口唾沫的说。
Xiaohou Lan sighed, forming hand seals. The servant contract was one of the most severe and unequal agreements; it could only be signed if she willingly agreed without any resistance. Otherwise, an元婴 cultivator couldn’t force her. Just thinking about it made tears blur her vision.
“ wǒ ……” xià hóu lán dùn shí dāi zhù le ， qiào liǎn shàng liú lù chū zhēng zhá zhī sè ， yī biān shì lǎo fù tòng kǔ de miàn róng ， yī biān shì pī fà tóu tuó nà chǒu lòu de liǎn kǒng ， ràng tā yī miào líng shào nǚ zuò zhè yàng de jué zé ， zhēn de fēi cháng cán kù 。
“我……”夏侯兰顿时呆住了，俏脸上流露出挣扎之色，一边是老父痛苦的面容，一边是披发头陀那丑陋的脸孔，让她一妙龄少女做这样的抉择，真的非常残酷。
"Wait…" At that moment, a cold voice echoed in their ears, followed by a plain-looking figure entering the scene.
No need for such formalities.
Lin Xuan handed the crystal stone to the young man and shook his head, then strode forward. The other beggars looked on with envy, but as cultivators, they were different from ordinary people; no one dared to rush up and surround Lin Xuan.
Being able to beg here was due to the kindheartedness of the market owners, who had set rules beforehand: regardless of whether it was begging for pills or crystal stones, none could harass the cultivators inside. They could only wait and see if anyone would come forward voluntarily; otherwise, they might be driven out.
Lin Xuan walked down the street, passing by more beggars along the way. The shops indeed had little to offer, mostly suitable for Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, with only a few treasures available.
However, Lin Xuan wasn't disappointed; this was expected. At the end of the long street, there was a pavilion with a large "Tea" sign prominently displayed. A smile curled at the corners of his lips as he slowly approached it.
Suddenly, his pace slowed as he turned to look left. A group of cultivators had gathered in an inconspicuous corner. Lin Xuan felt somewhat surprised; there were indeed many unusual things happening here. It was known that most cultivators were cold and rarely gathered to watch spectacles together. He continued walking.
Though this deviated from his usual style, Lin Xuan didn't believe he would encounter any risks in such a small market, as he was now one of the top existences in the mortal realm.
Several people stood around, mostly Foundation Establishment stage or higher cultivators, some familiar faces whispering and discussing something.
Lin Xuan frowned but inconspicuously squeezed his way through. What met his eyes was a beautiful young female cultivator, about seventeen or eighteen years old. Though not an absolute beauty, she was cute and likable. However, her face was filled with sorrow, tears welling up. In front of her stood a sign: "Sell myself to save my father!"
Lin Xuan couldn't help but chuckle; first beggars, now something akin to selling oneself for one's father in the secular world—this market was truly beyond words!
"Senior brothers and sisters, my father has been injured by a yajiang beast and is poisoned by the Qingtuo Luo flower. His life hangs by a thread. Please show compassion; if any of you can save him, I will do anything to repay your kindness." The girl looked anxious, appearing pitiful.
"Qingtuo Luo flower?"
The cultivators gathered for the spectacle gasped in shock. Lin Xuan frowned as well. For him, this poison was negligible, but for condensation core stage and below cultivators, it could be fatal within three days even with special cultivation techniques.
No wonder everyone was so afraid of it.
Many who were lusting after the girl's beauty also began to back off; they had no confidence in dealing with the Qingtuo Luo flower poison.
The girl's face turned desperate. If she hadn't prepared a spirit pill for her father, he wouldn’t have taken such risks. Now that her father was about to fall, as his daughter, she could do nothing.
"Will you be my co-cultivator if I can save your father from the poison?" A hoarse voice rang out, causing everyone's faces to show surprise. Lin Xuan turned to look.
A bald head monk stood before them, around twenty years old, but his appearance was grotesque: short and fat with a large nose, big ears, one eye larger than the other, and a crooked mouth full of yellow teeth. His cultivation level was only mid-Flexible Spirit stage, lower even than the girl.
The cultivators were taken aback and burst into laughter.
"Kid, you dare to claim you can cure the Qingtuo Luo flower poison with just Flexible Spirit stage cultivation? You're lying without blinking!"
"Yeah, don't be so greedy. Doing this is too unscrupulous."
The mocking voices filled their ears, but the bald head monk ignored them. He reached into his waistband and pulled out a small box about the size of his palm.
Opening the lid revealed a pill as big as a dragon eye, pure white with a sweet fragrance.
Laughter abruptly stopped as everyone's eyes widened in shock.
"Is this… I didn’t see wrong! Little Primordial Yuan Pill!"
"It can't be. This is a precious medicine for元婴 cultivators; how could it end up in the hands of a Flexible Spirit stage disciple?"
"It doesn’t look fake, but could this kid really have such good luck?"
Inhaling sounds filled the air as most of the onlookers showed greedy looks, though none dared to act rashly.
The Little Primordial Yuan Pill was legendary for its healing properties and was indispensable in treating Qingtuo Luo flower poisoning.
"Alright, will you be my co-cultivator? Just sign this servant contract, and I’ll give you the Little Primordial Yuan Pill," the bald head monk said, looking at the girl’s beautiful face.
"I…" Xiaohou Lan was stunned, her delicate face showing inner struggle. Between her father's agonizing expression and the ugly face of the bald head monk, it was a cruel choice for such a young woman.
"Come on, you just swore to be a filial daughter earlier. No one here can save your father except me," the bald head monk said with a sinister look, threateningly.
"I… I agree with you." Xiaohou Lan, a very filial daughter, gritted her teeth and finally agreed.
"Good, let's not waste time. With so many senior brothers and sisters around, I’ll place this restriction on you, then take the Little Primordial Yuan Pill to save your father," the bald head monk said smugly.
Xiaohou Lan sighed, forming hand seals. The servant contract was one of the most severe and unequal agreements; it could only be signed if she willingly agreed without any resistance. Otherwise, an元婴 cultivator couldn’t force her. Just thinking about it made tears blur her vision.
"Wait…" At that moment, a cold voice echoed in their ears, followed by a plain-looking figure entering the scene.