Lee Xian, Cultivator of Guyon

Lee Xian, Cultivator of Guyon
A Lost Poet



After overcoming the conflict with the group of troubled cultivators, Xian and his friends continued the peaceful celebration with higher spirits. They decided to explore deeper into the city to experience more aspects of the celebration.


They walk through streets filled with food vendors, street performances, and exciting carnival games. Everyone seemed to be enjoying this moment, and the mood felt so bright.


As they walked around, Xian saw a little boy sitting alone under a tree, looking very sad. The boy held a torn teddy bear and looked lost.


Xian couldn't pretend not to care. He approached the boy and asked gently, "What happened, little one?"


The boy looked at Xian with watery eyes. "I lost my mother. We were separated when the riots broke out, and I don't know where he is now."


Xian felt great sympathy for the child. He sat down next to the boy and tried to comfort him. "Don't worry, we'll help you find your mother. What's yourname?"


The boy replied in a soft voice, "I'm Luhai."


Xian smiled widely and tried to make Luhai laugh with some funny jokes. Although the child was still sad, a faint smile appeared on his face. Mei Ling and her friends also joined in, trying to distract Luhai from his sense of loss.


They then ask Luhai about his mother, trying to get a clue as to where she was last seen. Luhai tells them that his mother is a food merchant and usually sells in the mid-city market.


Determined to help Luhai find his mother, Xian and his friends take the boy to a downtown market. They walked among the growing crowd, looking for Luhai's mother among the merchants.


As they walked, Xian saw a woman who looked confused and looking for something. That woman is Luhai's mother. He looked very anxious and sad, and his face looked tired from the desperate search.


Xian and his friends approached the woman and asked, "Are you looking for your son, Luhai?"


The woman immediately looked at them with eyes full of hope. "Yes, right. Did you guys see him?"


Xian pointed towards Luhai, who was still sitting among them. When her mother saw her son, she ran up to him and they both hugged each other tightly. Happy tears flowed down the woman's face.


"Thank you, thank you so much!" said Luhai's mother in a voice full of emotion. "I'm so worried about losing him forever."


Xian and his friends felt warm seeing this wonderful meeting. They know that helping with family reunification is invaluable, especially in an atmosphere of peaceful celebration like this.


Luhai, his mother, and Xian and his friends spoke for a while, and they decided to invite the two of them to join in the celebration. Mother Luhai smiled sincerely and agreed. Together they walk back to the celebration, bringing stories of happiness and joy to everyone they meet.


As the festive night neared its peak, Xian and his friends continued their exploration of Han Sang Kingdom. They walk through beautiful gardens filled with sparkling colored lights. The sound of music and lively laughter filled the air.


As they walked around the park, they heard the voice of someone who seemed to be speaking with great zeal. They followed the voice and found a man who was talking excitedly in the crowd.


The man was a poet in a colorful robe who seemed to have put on a street rhyme show. He boldly delivered his poems to the audience, and many were impressed by his beautiful words.


However, the moment the poet finished his rhyme, the audience fell silent, and their facial expressions became solemn. Some looked moved, some pondered, and some looked confused.


Xian and his friends decided to approach the poet after the performance. They wanted to know what was behind such a profound poem. Xian, with his giant hat still stuck in his head, said, "Your poetry is very beautiful and evocative. What do you want to say?"


Mei Ling, who always had a strong sense of empathy, said, "Maybe we can help you explain the messages in your poem. Maybe there's a better way to communicate with the audience."


The poet man nodded and told more about the meaning behind his poems. The poems describe her difficult life experiences and struggles. She is a refugee fleeing conflict in her native land, and her poems reflect her longing for peace and happiness.


After hearing his story, Xian and his friends felt closer to the poet man. They suggested that he try to talk directly to his audience about his personal experiences, which would probably make his message easier to understand.


The man of the poet was grateful for their advice and grateful. He felt inspired to try a different approach in the delivery of his poems.


They talked to the poet man for some time, shared stories and laughter, and eventually he felt more confident to continue his journey as a street poet. They leave the man with a new smile and spirit, feeling happy that they have been able to help someone pursue their dreams.


As the festive night continued, Xian and his friends felt grateful to have had the opportunity to meet people who had their own stories and dreams. They understand that in celebrating peace, we can also help others find peace within themselves.


When the night of the celebration reached its peak, Xian and his friends strolled past a place known as "Smile Road." This place is known as the center of celebration and happiness, where the visitors are expected to smile and feel the excitement.


However, as they walked along the road, they saw an old man sitting alone by the side of the road. The man looked very gloomy, his face was moody, and there was not the slightest smile on his face.


Xian and his friends felt sorry to see him. They approached the man and Xian asked gently, "Are you okay, Master?"


The man looked at them with empty eyes and said in a low tone, "I lost the ability to smile, and I don't know what it's like to be happy anymore."


Mei Ling was saddened to hear the man's words. "Maybe we can help you rediscover your smile and happiness, sir. Would you like to talk to us?"


The man, who was called as Master Without a Smile, began to tell his story. He used to be a very talented painting artist and was known for his beautiful work. However, one day, she has a tragic accident that damages her hand. The accident deprived him of his ability to paint, and he lost his passion and happiness in life.


He spent the following years trying to rediscover his passion, but all his efforts were in vain. Every time he tried to paint, he only saw a bad, messy streak over his canvas.


Xian's friends also felt sympathy for Master Without a Smile. They want to help him rediscover the happiness in his life. Xian said, "There may be other ways to express yourself and find happiness, sir. What do you like about it besides painting?"


Mr. Without a Smile thought for a moment, then replied, "I used to love playing music. However, I was afraid that I would not be able to play the instrument well due to my hand injury."


Mei Ling smiled and said, "Don't worry, sir. Maybe you could try playing music in a different way, for example by using an easier instrument or by expressing yourself through singing."


The man pondered their advice and ended up smiling, albeit slightly. "Thank you for your concern. I will try to rediscover my passion in music and seek happiness in melody."


Xian and his companions were delighted to have been able to provide support to Master Without a Smile. They feel confident that the man will rediscover his smile and feel happiness in his life.


They leave Master Without a Smile with a warm feeling in their hearts, realizing that happiness does not always come from success, but also from an attempt to rediscover desire and happiness within oneself.


As the festive night continues, Xian and his friends feel grateful to have been able to meet people who have their own stories and dreams. They understand that in celebrating peace, we can also help others find peace within themselves. And as they continue on their journey, they hope to continue helping and inspiring others along their path.