The loudest and most aggressive was a young monk in the middle of the Qi Extraction Period, with brown hair and a freckled face. There was a middle-aged monk sitting on the main seat, who was in the middle stage of condensation cultivation, and his demeanor was arrogant, just like a lord inspecting the territory.

Freckles looked furious, and the dark gray spots on his face continued to beat with his high-pitched voice, as if they would spill to the ground at any moment. "Five hundred spirit stones, ten stone spirit valleys, one year of spirit rent reduction! This is the last condition, there will be no more spirit stones!" he said categorically.

He looked disdainful, "When the Mo family was most difficult, the real person took you in and rented it to you Lingtian, be a man, be content, and be grateful!"

If there was no one next to the freckles, the spit was flying, "This is how the Mo family is grateful?

Mother Mo was babbling beside her, but she didn't dare to make a sound, and Father Mo had the courage to say carefully, "This is not what the ninth prince said last time he came to propose marriage, he said that he would be exempt from two years of spiritual rent!"

Freckles jumped high like a sheep with a tail, and said, "Is there such a bargain as you?" Tell you if you don't agree, there is no spirit stone, and your Mo family has to obediently send their daughter into our mountain gate, do you believe it or not?!"

He said with a look of hatred on his face, "Lao Mo, it's not me who said you! I lived to a wild dog at a young age, and if you marry your daughter, won't you become the master of our Liugumen? “

Freckles smiled ambiguously, and his tone turned lewd, "Serve the real person well, and when the time comes, you won't be cocooing a lot of spirit stones at home!

Wu Yi heard the fog cover of the clouds and mountains, beckoned Mo Lei to call out of the hall, and Shen Nian communicated with him for a while before he understood the path of these two bird monks.

The two of them came to propose, and with a proud face was the junior brother of the head of the house, known as Toyoda Zhenren, and Freckles was his disciple, called Shenfinzi. It stands to reason that only monks in the Yudan period are qualified to be called real people, and only monks in the middle stage of condensation and above can add the word "Zi" after the Dharma name to show their dignity.

However, in a low-level cultivation society like Wufang Xing, they put gold on each other's faces, and no one held anyone accountable for their mistakes.

It is said that Liugu Zhenren took a fancy to the little sister of the Mo family, that is, the charming little flower that Wu Yi just met when he entered the Mo family, three months ago, the nine disciples of Liugu came to the Mo family to propose marriage, and prepared to marry Mo Xiaomei as the nineteenth concubine of Liugu Zhenren.

Because Mo Lei's life and death were uncertain, the already difficult family became even worse, not only did the cultivation resources of the school-age children have no resources, but Lingtian also owed a large amount of debt. The ninth prince promised to offer a large dowry.

In order to alleviate the debt, Mo's father and mother were helpless, gritted their teeth and agreed to propose, and agreed to agree on marriage today.

Originally, the Mo family had no objections to the marriage date, etiquette, etc., but the nine princes promised to waive the rent of Lingtian for two years, and cut it in half in the blink of an eye.

Wu Yi is in a hurry, such a delicate little flower, this is going to be sent out to make people ruined?

He was bored for a long time, and asked Mo Lei carefully, "That Liugu real person, is it like a jade tree in the wind, for example, as young and handsome as my junior brother?"

Mo Lei took a serious look at Wu Yi, "Liugu Zhenren is a senior master in the late stage of condensation, with immortal wind bones and strong spirits, compared to you, although Yun Gongzi, you are better than you when you are young. “

"Come on!" Wu Yi interrupted Mo Lei's words depressedly, and crossed over in vain, but he was still the old skin of an otaku, which was the biggest hidden pain in Wu Yi's heart, and compared with the genes of the Mo family's handsome men and women, he was indeed a little weak-hearted.

"What you mean by this means that Liuguzi is a white-bearded old man!" Yun Yi felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

In this world, genetically determined physiognomy has a chance to be permanently solidified, and that is at the threshold of advancing to the condensation stage.

Advancing to the condensation stage, unlocking the first layer of genetic code, dopamine glands secrete a large amount, causing the monk's appearance to stay permanently at the moment of promotion.

The face, facial features, hair, and height are all fixed in that way, and no matter how much progress is made in the future, it will not change, and it is for "fixing the face", so the condensation period is also called the "fixing period".

The so-called "Zhuyan Dan" and "Yangyan Dan" can only make some minor improvements on the basis of this fixed appearance.

Therefore, there are many gifted genius monks who are still teenagers or children even if they have cultivated to the Yuan Infant Stage and lived for thousands of years. Because when they advance to the condensation stage, they are the image of a teenager or a child, and they will never change.

Because of this, there are also many talented female cultivators who pursue beauty, because their cultivation speed is too fast, they have cultivated to the late stage of qi induction before the age of thirteen or fourteen, breaking through the threshold of the condensation stage. In order to freeze the image in the twenty-eighth youth, he deliberately suppressed the cultivation of the qi induction period, and postponed the promotion time to the moment of physical development and maturity at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

Of course, there are not many examples of this, and generally speaking, monks regard the body as a skin, and cultivation as the first priority. Deliberately suppressing cultivation only for the sake of changing their appearance is an absurd act of a very small number of female cultivators, and it is also a negative teaching material that has been repeatedly cited on the path of spiritual cultivation.

And the so-called image of the old immortal with immortal wind bones and strong spirit generally refers to the spiritual root and talent are not very good, and they will not be promoted to the condensation stage until they are seventy or eighty, so their appearance is fixed in the middle and old age, and the chance of this kind of monk being promoted to a senior monk in the future is not great.

Therefore, the widely circulated proverb in the cultivation world "don't bully young people to be poor" speaks the truth here.

Obviously, the so-called Rokutani Zhenren is a bad old man who has no hope for this kind of avenue.

Wu Yi shuddered at the thought that that delicate little flower was about to be inserted into a lump of old cow dung.

"What does the little sister say, is she willing to marry Liugu as a concubine?" Wu Yi asked.

Mo Lei's face flashed a little unnatural, "She didn't object." Then he said, "I don't think I'm very reluctant in my heart!" he let out a long breath and looked apologetic.

"How can you be this brother? Push your own sister into the fire pit!" Wu Yi was furious, accompanied by a trace of pity that the good cabbage was arched by the pig.

"It can't be said to be a fire pit, poor girl, what can be done. We are all like this here, even those who are from high families, and there are not many noble girls who reluctantly marry people they don't like. Mo Lei looked helpless.

"Besides, Liugu Zhenren is a senior condensate cultivator, and the Mo family can rely on it to some extent. And I hadn't returned home at that time, and my father put the family first, so he would have agreed to this family affair, and if I was at home at the time, he would definitely not agree. Mo Lei looked remorseful.

Wu Yi smiled bitterly, pointed at Mo Lei and said, "You, you, you, you did a bad job!"

Then, he patted Mo Lei on the shoulder heavily, "You don't care, leave it to me." “