I couldn't afford the bride price, so I had to marry the Demon Sect Saintess

Chapter 59 One Sword Talisman
Qin Gengyun came to the night market.

At this time, the snow has stopped, and the night market is very lively.

The monks came and went, and the glazed lanterns with the ever-bright magic circle hung on the side of the road, lighting up the street.

Qin Gengyun saw Mo Xiaolan talking to customers in front of the booth from a distance.

She was still wearing the usual plain robe and a long jacket with thin down. Her slim figure was wrapped in winter clothes, but her slender and tight legs couldn't be concealed.

If she dresses up carefully, many female cultivators are inferior to her.

It's just that Mo Xiaolan has never dressed up in the impression, except for doing post repairs every day, she is setting up stalls.

This is also the normal appearance of low-level monks.

Survival is not easy, how can there be any thoughtful dressing up?

Qin Gengyun was afraid of affecting Mo Xiaolan's business, so he stood not far away for a while, waiting for the group of guests to leave before he walked over.

However, just as he moved his feet, he saw the middle-aged male cultivator whom he had met before coming to Mo Xiaolan's booth.

Qin Gengyun's heart trembled, and he stopped quickly.

The middle-aged male cultivator seemed to be quite hostile to him last time, and before leaving, he even showed his skills, showing at least the fifth level of Qi training.

It's not something Qin Gengyun can afford to offend.

"Senior Zhou, what do you want to buy?"

Mo Xiaolan's face full of smiles froze slightly, then she smiled again and asked the middle-aged male cultivator.

"Friend Mo, do you know what I want?"

The middle-aged male cultivator looked at Mo Xiaolan, his eyes were undisguised, and his voice was not deliberately lowered.

The fifth level of Qi training is considered number one in Yunling Town, and you can walk sideways in this night market. As long as the facilities in the night market are not damaged, even if one or two low-level monks are killed, the managers of Yunling Town will not Will take care of him.

The people around felt that something was wrong and stepped aside.

Mo Xiaolan stood upright, cupped her hands neither humble nor overbearing and said:

"Senior Zhou, I have already answered you, I have no intention of getting married, sorry."

The crowd cheered, Mo Xiaolan was quite famous in the night market, and many people called her "the flower of the night market" in private.

But everyone also knows that Mo Xiaolan is determined to be a Taoist and will never form a Taoist couple, so no one has ever pestered her.

Unexpectedly, this middle-aged male cultivator was about to hit a snag. Many people laughed, thinking of watching the fun.

"Humph."

The middle-aged male cultivator snorted softly, and a huge coercion exploded, and the faces of the onlookers turned pale instantly.

"Fifth level of Qi training?!"

The people around quickly dispersed, even the fellow Huang Daoyou who was setting up a stall next to Mo Xiaolan hurriedly packed up his things and ran away.

Qin Gengyun was also intimidated by this coercion, and it was difficult to breathe.

I was also shocked in my heart, it turned out that this middle-aged male cultivator wanted to become a Taoist partner with Mo Xiaolan?
"Fellow Daoist Mo, three hundred spirit stones, a low-grade flying sword, and a small Lingmai Immortal Mansion, don't you want such a betrothal gift? Don't have too much appetite."

The middle-aged male cultivator said to Mo Xiaolan calmly:
"Do you still want to be a wife?"

Qin Gengyun understood, it turned out that the middle-aged male cultivator wanted Mo Xiaolan to be his concubine.

Mo Xiaolan was in the center of the opponent's spiritual pressure, her face was a little pale, but her figure was still straight:

"Senior Zhou, it has nothing to do with betrothal gifts or the order of wives and concubines. I will never become a Taoist couple with anyone in this life. Please forgive me."

"Ha ha."

The middle-aged male cultivator laughed: "Fellow Daoist Mo, your spiritual roots are compatible with mine. I have a dual-cultivation technique from a large sect in my hand. If you marry me, you will practice double-cultivation day and night. Your cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds. It is not impossible to build a foundation." , why do you have to work so hard by yourself?"

Mo Xiaolan's expression remained unchanged, her voice was still calm and firm:
"Senior Zhou, thank you for your love. I have no intention of dual cultivation. I am sorry to disappoint your kindness. Please find someone else."

The middle-aged male cultivator frowned, his expression majestic:

"Friend Daoist Mo, don't force me to use force."

After speaking, the coercion of his spiritual energy became stronger, Mo Xiaolan's pale face turned red, and her body trembled slightly, obviously trying her best to resist the coercion of the other party.

Qin Gengyun's body was also trembling, but his heart was struggling.

Could it be that he just watched Mo Xiaolan being forcibly taken away?
But... that's the fifth level of Qi training!
The opponent can easily kill me with one hand.

I'll die if I go up, there's nothing I can do!

For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Qin Gengyun's mind.

Anger, fear, hesitation, annoyance.
"This fellow Taoist, my name is Mo Xiaolan, and we will be neighbors from now on."

"Fellow Daoist Qin, don't be discouraged, as long as you work hard, there will always be hope."

"Qin Daoyou, there is no need to be so polite between you and me."

"Fellow Daoist Qin, when you and I build the foundation, we will come back to the truth!"

Qin Gengyun was sweating profusely, trembling all over, clenched his teeth, exhausted all his strength, and took a step forward with great difficulty.

Walked into the center of the middle-aged male cultivator's spiritual coercion, and endured the other party's coercion together with Mo Xiaolan.

His teeth were chattering and his voice was shaking, but he still opened his mouth:

"Mo, Fellow Daoist Mo, I, I'm here to give you something."

In this world, there are always some things that cannot be escaped.

If he escapes, he is a real demon.

Mo Xiaolan turned her head and looked at him in disbelief. In an instant, a bright look flashed in Danfeng's eyes.

"Qin Daoyou"

The middle-aged male cultivator turned his head and snorted coldly:
"you again?"

Mo Xiaolan anxiously said: "Senior Zhou, Fellow Daoist Qin is my merchant, and he is here to deliver the goods to me!"

The middle-aged male cultivator glanced at Qin Gengyun lightly: "Put things down, let's go."

Qin Gengyun was stunned by his gaze, sweat broke out on his forehead again, and he spoke with difficulty:
"Senior, I still have something to say to Fellow Daoist Mo."

The middle-aged male cultivator was a little surprised, probably because he didn't expect that this little third-level qi practitioner would dare to disobey his own words.

He raised his hand slowly, Mo Xiaolan's pretty face turned pale, and said hastily:

"Senior Zhou, no, I will"

Before she finished speaking, Qin Gengyun took out a piece of talisman paper.

The middle-aged male cultivator stopped his movements, narrowed his eyes, and was vigilant for the first time in his voice:

"One sword talisman? Second grade?"

In the talisman seal, there is a very special kind of talisman paper, which can be turned into a sword repair blow after being used.

And the power of this blow depends on the grade of the talisman paper itself.

The first grade is equivalent to a sword cultivator's full strength in the middle stage of Qi training.

The second grade is equivalent to a sword cultivator's full strength in the late stage of Qi training.

At the Ninth Rank, it is the Sword Cultivator of the God Transformation Stage who will strike with all his strength.

Therefore, this kind of talisman is called "one sword talisman".

One sword talisman is much more expensive than ordinary talisman paper, and one grade of one sword talisman costs dozens of spirit stones.

The second-grade one-sword talisman in Qin Gengyun's hand needs at least one hundred spirit stones.

Once this second-grade "One Sword Talisman" is played, even if the middle-aged male cultivator can barely catch it, it will cost Lingbao and cause serious injuries, which is really unnecessary.

It's just that he is dignified at the fifth level of Qi training, if he is scared off by this little monk, where will he save his face?
Qin Gengyun said: "Senior, this is the product I delivered to Fellow Daoist Mo. I still need to discuss with Fellow Daoist Mo about the follow-up purchase. Can you make it easier for me?"

This is down the stairs.

The middle-aged male cultivator snorted coldly, withdrew the pressure of his spiritual energy, and took a deep look at Qin Gengyun:
"There will be a period later."

After speaking, his figure flickered, and he was gone in an instant.

(End of this chapter)