Seeing Fang Lie's appearance, Mo Qianxun knew that he would definitely not be able to get back to the Bajun Car easily this time.

If you really want to buy it, there are as many as ten eighth-level puppets in this treasure light, and there are more than one hundred seventh-level puppets. In addition, they are also eighth-level treasures. Although they are not large treasures, they are also large-scale mechanical treasures. In terms of value, they are no worse than eighth-level top-grade magic weapons.

The eighth-level top-grade magic weapon is not a joke, and it is not even worth a city. A dozen treasure cities like the Iron Bird Jincheng may not be exchanged for an eighth-level top-grade magic weapon.

Last time at the Haitian Festival, Fang Lie and Mo Lanyun bought back the eighth-level top-grade magic weapon. Not only did they spend tens of millions of small spirit beads, but they also paid a lot of money, which was enough to revitalize a medium-sized sect of 100,000 people. This shows how valuable these eighth-level top-grade magic weapons are.

Even with the financial resources of the Mo family, if you want to buy the eighth-level top-grade magic weapon, you can only describe it with all your strength, unless you are willing to take out the treasures passed down from your family.

However, according to family rules, no one can sell the treasures heirlooms, even the head of the family. If he dares to move, the elders of the family will scold him for his prodigal son and directly dismiss him.

Therefore, Mo Qianxun had only enough strength, but he couldn't use it. Unless he embezzled the reserves of the sect, he would be unable to afford it.

Seeing his treasure in front of him but couldn't get it back, Mo Qianxun was so depressed, but don't mention it.

He couldn't help but complain, "It's so hateful. Now I would rather fall into the hands of outsiders than let you get it. When I get the news, I dare to grab it back, but in your kid's hands, I can't even grab it."

"You're done," Fang Lie curled his lips disdainfully and said, "The things are in Wanbao Pavilion at the headquarters of the Netherworld Sect. I really don't believe you can go there and grab them."

"This" Mo Qianxun was speechless and could only smile bitterly: "Although I can't go there, I can intercept and kill the opponent's true thunder tribulation. There are treasures refined by divine marrow. Even the half-immortal ancestor of the Netherworld is not my opponent. As long as I kill a few, they will naturally return the things to me honestly."

"Hehe, it's a pity that there are not so many ifs," Fang Lie said with a smile: "I only have one if, that is, if you don't give me enough benefits, I will definitely not give you the Bajun Car. This is my spoil. If you say that it's useless, don't think about making money from nothing."

"Oh," Mo Qianxun sighed, then closed his eyes and began to ponder.

This old guy is really a famous wise man in the world. In just a few breaths, he opened his eyes and showed a confident expression, and then smiled and said, "I have a way, come, boy, sign here."

As he said that, Mo Qianxun took out a big red post and placed it in front of Fang Lie.

Fang Lie was stunned at the time, then looked down and saw two big words written on it, wedding letter

"What does this mean?" Fang Lie said in shock: "Aren't we talking about the sale of Bajun Cars? Are you making this thing?"

"You sign, I'll take the Eight Horse Cart away," Mo Qianxun said with a smile.

"Why?" Fang Lie said angrily: "Is the Eight Horse Car for you to be useless?"

"This is a betrothal gift. Can you still charge money for the betrothal gift?" Mo Qianxun said with a smile.

"Between?" Fang Lie was stunned at first, then shouted: "Where are you talking about it? Whose daughter is the best magic weapon for the eighth-level top grade? Do you know what the price of the eighth-level top grade magic weapon? A beautiful woman as beautiful as a fairy can buy millions of dollars?"

"Hehe" Mo Qianxun said proudly: "My granddaughter, Mo Lanyun, her betrothal gift is worth this price. Do you dare to deny it?"

"This" Fang Lie was stunned.

To be honest, Mo Qianxun really doesn’t have any exaggeration. Mo Lanyun, a genius of immortal roots, and is protected by the demon beast dragon turtle. As long as you don’t lose halfway, you will be a half-immortal in the future.

Who doesn’t want such a wife?

If Mo Qianxun publicly decides the ownership of Mo Lanyun based on the amount of the betrothal gift, he will probably receive two, three or eighth-level top-grade magic treasures.

Although the eighth-level top-grade magic weapon is priceless, it is a treasure that can be passed down from descendants. However, compared with the half-immortal who has lived for thousands of years, it is too far behind.

Half Immortal is the strongest combat power in this world. With them in charge, how many eighth-level magic weapons do you want?

Not to mention others, just Mo Qianxun has achieved a half-immortal for less than a thousand years. There are no less than ten magic weapons above the eighth level that he has obtained from his family robbery, and other treasures are piled up like mountains.

What's more, Mo Lanyun not only has extremely high value, but she also has a powerful backstage, the Banxian Grandpa, and the powerful Momen First Family, which are all intangible assets.

It can be said that marrying Mo Lanyun is equivalent to marrying a big treasure. A mere betrothal gift for an eighth-level top-grade magic weapon is considered a bit shabby.

Fang Lie was stunned when he heard the news. As a poor and short-lived person for more than ten years, he never thought that he would marry Mo Lanyun, the first genius.

He couldn't believe it was true, so he asked stupidly: "This eight-horse car is a betrothal gift? But is it mine?"

"Nonsense, if you don't want to accept it if you are not yours," Mo Qianxun said laughing and cryingly: "Do you think anyone else is worthy of my Lanyun except you?"

"Ah" Fang Lie said in shock: "I am an orphan who is without a father or mother, and a mere outer disciple. Are you right?"

"Hmph" Mo Qianxun snorted coldly and said, "You haven't realized your value yet. First of all, you are honest and strong, not that kind of playboy. In addition, my Lan Yun also has a good impression of you, so this is already the basis for pursuing my Lan Yun. Secondly, your talent is very good, in the Momen Sect, in the Wanxinghai, and in the Tiebi Jincheng, no matter where you go, you can do something big. I appreciate it."

"In the end, your ability is very high, the immortal body, the Nirbuna True Fire, and most importantly, you have the full support of the Ren Ling. Because of your immortal body, you will almost never die halfway. With your talent, you can almost definitely cultivate to the highest level, and even surpass me, it is very likely to surpass me." Mo Qianxun smiled and said, "In this case, you are actually the strongest potential person of the young generation of Momen, and even surpass my Lanyun. Tell me, who else can I choose in Momen besides you?"

"This" Fang Lie scratched his scalp and said proudly: "So I am already the best young man in Momen, haha."

"Don't be proud," Mo Qianxun cursed with a smile: "It's just that the Mo Sect is the best, and that's because the rest of your generation is too trash. In fact, looking at the whole world, you may not be the best, but my Lan Yun will definitely not marry outsiders. As the saying goes, the fat will not flow to outsiders, so you can only be cheaper."

"Hehe" Fang Lie smirked, but suddenly his face darkened, he scratched his scalp, and said in embarrassment: "But, my father has already made a marriage for me in advance. The Fang family has a word, and I will not withdraw from the marriage."

"Who are you?" Mo Qianxun frowned. At the same time, he sneered in his heart, "You guy doesn't need to withdraw from your bride. With your bad temper, you will definitely not be able to do it. But it doesn't matter. If you don't do it, I will not believe it. Who can still rob your son-in-law in my hands?

As a result, Fang Lie opened his mouth and said, "It's Maomao, my little sister, your new disciple."

"You" Mo Qianxun was so angry that his face turned green.

If it were someone else, even the daughter of other big families, he would have countless ways to demolish the contract.

But Maomao is his closed disciple, and he is sensible and filial, and is deeply loved by him. Mo Qianxun is not that kind of vicious guy, but a person with a temperament. No matter what, he cannot attack his disciples.

But this son-in-law must not be let go, because there is indeed no second man in the Mo Sect who can attract Mo Lanyun, and Fang Lie's future is limitless, especially the identity of the Lord of Ren. If he is not attracted, the future may even threaten the Mo family's dominance in the Mo Sect.

So, in desperation, Mo Qianxun could only say bitterly: "Pair wife, this is my bottom line.

People who practice Taoism have a long life span and have a large number of wives, which has become the norm. Even Mo Qianxun himself has eight or nine wives and more concubines.

This is not entirely because of greed and lustfulness, but mainly because of the ability to have children and inheritance.

The higher the cultivation level, the more difficult the offspring will be, and even if you have children, you may not have spiritual roots. Children without spiritual roots are not even regarded as sons in the world of cultivation. At most, they will give wealth to the mortal world and become breeding machines to see if children with spiritual roots can appear in descendants.

Mo Qianxun himself has more than a dozen children, but there are only three who have spiritual roots, two of which are lower-grade, and only Mo Wanfang is the upper-grade spiritual roots.

Therefore, when Mo Wanfang was born, he was the heir of the direct descendants. Even if his biological mother was just a concubine with the least status, it would not affect his inheritance rights at all.

With such a trend, Mo Qianxun would definitely not think that his son-in-law had to marry only one person, which would be a tough guy. Therefore, he promised to let Fang Lie marry him, but the status of both must be the same, and his daughter cannot be wronged.

After hearing this, Fang Lie scratched his head a little shyly and said, "I, I think it seems that it is better to say something to Maomao. Please ask her for her opinion to show respect."

"Oh," Mo Qianxun sighed and said, "You guys, you really do things without any loss.

"Hehe, I can't compare to you," Fang Lie smiled and said, "With this time, I'll really make you a waste of money."

"Farting" Mo Qianxun laughed and scolded: "My granddaughter is cheaper to you. Is this called empty-handed?"
Chapter completed!