Qin Gengyun came to the night market.

The snow had stopped by then and the night market was bustling.

Monks came and went, and glass lanterns with paintings of ever-bright magic arrays hung on the roadside, lighting up the streets.

Qin Gengyun saw Mo Xiaolan talking to customers in front of the stall from afar.

She was still wearing her usual plain robe, with a long coat with a thin fleece over it. Her slender figure was wrapped in the winter coat, but it couldn't hide her long and tight legs.

If they dress up carefully, many female monks are not as good as her.

But in my impression, Mo Xiaolan never dressed up, and all she did every day was work as a postman or set up a stall.

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

Survival is hard enough, so why would you have the time to dress up?

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

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

Qin Gengyun's heart trembled and he stopped immediately.

Last time, the middle-aged male cultivator seemed to be quite hostile to him. Before leaving, he even showed off his skills, demonstrating that he had reached at least the fifth level of Qi training.

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

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

Mo Xiaolan's smiling face froze slightly, then she forced a smile again and asked the middle-aged male cultivator.

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

The middle-aged male cultivator looked at Mo Xiaolan with his eyes fully exposed and his voice not deliberately lowered.

Being at the fifth level of Qi training, he was considered a big shot in Yunling Town, and he could do whatever he wanted in this night market. As long as he didn't damage the facilities in the night market, the managers of Yunling Town would not care even if he killed one or two low-level cultivators.

The people around realized something was wrong and moved aside.

Mo Xiaolan stood upright, and said with a neither humble nor arrogant gesture:

"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 privately called her the "Flower of the Night Market."

However, everyone also knew that Mo Xiaolan was determined to pursue the great Dao and would never form a Taoist partner with anyone, so no one bothered her.

Unexpectedly, this middle-aged male cultivator would run into trouble. Many people laughed, hoping to watch the fun.

"snort."

The middle-aged male cultivator snorted lightly, and a huge pressure burst out, and the faces of the onlookers turned pale instantly.

"Fifth level of Qi training?!"

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

Qin Gengyun was also frightened by this pressure and had difficulty breathing.

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?

"Friend Mo, three hundred spirit stones, a low-grade flying sword, and a small spirit vein fairy house, you are not willing to accept such a gift? Don't be too greedy."

The middle-aged male cultivator said to Mo Xiaolan calmly:

"Do you still want to be the legal wife?"

Qin Gengyun understood 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 body was still straight:

"Senior Zhou, it has nothing to do with the betrothal gift or the order of wives and concubines. I will never marry anyone in my life. Please understand."

"hehe."

The middle-aged male cultivator laughed and said, "Friend Mo, your spiritual roots are compatible with mine. I have a dual cultivation technique from a large sect. If you marry me and practice dual cultivation day and night, your cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds. It is not impossible for you to even establish a foundation. Why do you have to suffer so much by yourself?"

Mo Xiaolan's expression remained unchanged, and her voice remained calm and firm:

"Senior Zhou, thank you for your kindness. I have no intention of practicing dual cultivation. I am sorry to have failed you. Please find someone else."

The middle-aged male cultivator frowned, his face dignified:

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

After he finished speaking, his spiritual pressure became even stronger. Mo Xiaolan's pale face turned red and her body trembled slightly. It was obvious that she was trying her best to resist the pressure from the other party.

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

Are we just going to watch Mo Xiaolan being abducted?

But... that's the fifth level of Qi training!

The other party can easily kill me with one hand.

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

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

Anger, fear, hesitation, resentment...

"My 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."

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

"Fellow Daoist Qin, when you and I build our foundation, we will reveal the truth again!"

Qin Gengyun was sweating profusely and his whole body was trembling. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to take a step forward with great difficulty.

She walked into the center of the middle-aged male cultivator's spiritual pressure and endured the pressure together with Mo Xiaolan.

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

"Friend Mo, I'm here to bring you something."

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

If it escapes, then it is the real inner demon.

Mo Xiaolan turned her head and looked at him in disbelief. In an instant, a brilliant light flashed in her phoenix eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Qin..."

The middle-aged male cultivator turned around and snorted coldly:

"You again?"

Mo Xiaolan said anxiously: "Senior Zhou, Brother Qin is my supplier, he is here to deliver the goods to me!"

The middle-aged male cultivator glanced at Qin Gengyun calmly and said, "Put your things down and let's go."

Qin Gengyun was so shocked by his look that sweat broke out on his forehead again. 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 Qi training level 3 cultivator would dare to disobey him.

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

"Senior Zhou, no, I would like to..."

Before she finished her words, she saw Qin Gengyun took out a piece of talisman paper.

The middle-aged male cultivator stopped moving, narrowed his eyes, and for the first time, his voice was filled with vigilance:

"A sword talisman? Second rank?"

In the art of talismans, there is a very special kind of talisman paper, which can be transformed into a sword attack after being used.

The power of this attack depends on the quality of the talisman paper itself.

The first level is equivalent to a full-strength sword strike by a swordsman in the middle stage of Qi training.

The second level is equivalent to a full-strength sword strike by a swordsman in the late stage of Qi training.

When it comes to the ninth level, it is a sword strike by a sword cultivator at the Spirit Transformation Stage with all his strength.

Therefore, this kind of talisman is called "One Sword Talisman".

A sword talisman is much more expensive than ordinary talisman paper. A first-grade sword talisman costs dozens of spirit stones.

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

Once this second-grade "One Sword Talisman" is launched, even if the middle-aged male cultivator can barely take it, he will have to consume his spiritual treasure and suffer serious injuries. It is really unnecessary.

But he is at the fifth level of Qi training. If he was scared away by this little cultivator, where would he put his face?

Qin Gengyun said, "Senior, this is the goods I sent to Daoist Friend Mo. Daoist Friend Mo and I need to discuss the subsequent purchase of goods. Can you please make it easier for us?"

This is a step down.

The middle-aged male cultivator snorted coldly, retracted his spiritual pressure, and looked at Qin Gengyun deeply:

"See you later."

After saying this, his figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.