Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

It was only then that Muyan learned the name of the black-robed old Taoist——Chan Taoist Ku.

It sounds like a person who eats vegetarian food and recites Buddha's name.

But... in such a world where the weak prey on the strong, being able to get to the white rank, and even become a Taoist in the Lingling Temple to test the spiritual power of others, is not a cheap lamp in any way.

"Well. I heard this child say that you want to sell her?"

The merchant was taken aback for a moment, but couldn't say a word for a while.

The test of spiritual power in the Lingling Temple has always been a simple conversation. The Ku Chan Taoist will tell the testee whether he has spiritual power, and if so, which kind, and it is over.

Why is this Ku Zen Taoist still chatting with this little girl?

Also come out with her?
However... what the Great God thinks, the merchants dare not speak up, so they can only say in the mouth of the City God: "Ah... but there is such a thing."

"So, how much do you plan to sell it for?"

"I...I want to sell a spar."

Without knowing what Ku Chan Taoist really wanted to do, the merchants all answered truthfully.

The most important thing is that under the coercion of Ku Chan Taoist, the merchant can't think of twists and turns, just a robot answering questions with his eyes open.

Taoist Ku Chan stretched out his right hand and flicked lightly in the air, and a spar appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Take it, I bought her."

The merchant was startled, he didn't expect Master Kuchan to become the buyer of the little girl.

this little girl...

What's the history?
How could Master Kuchan receive such preferential treatment?
Can……

We dare not ask.

The merchant looked at Mu Yan, but Mu Yan didn't look at him.

"Uh... If Master Ku Chan likes this girl, just take it away. Junior, junior, I dare not accept money from Master Ku Chan!"

Master Kuchan didn't seem to appreciate it. With a swipe of his right hand, the spar was transferred to the merchant's hand out of thin air.

"I'm bitter, and I don't like to owe favors. Now, you can go if you owe everything."

Ku Chan Taoist's voice was too much like a broken bellows, which made Mu Yan a little worried, whether the dead tree-like neck had become a dilapidated hollow.

How dare the merchant talk too much to Master Kuchan, he pursed his lips, cupped his hands and said, "Then... the younger generation will leave!"

After finishing speaking, the merchants turned around and left the Qiling Palace quickly, not daring to stay any longer.

After the merchant left, Wan Muyan turned her head to look at Zen Taoist Ku, and asked curiously: "Why did you buy me? You are so powerful, you shouldn't need my treatment. I am useless to you."

Although a crystal stone should not be considered a big deal to a big man like Ku Chan Taoist.

However, a person of the level of Taoist Ku Chan has his own purpose in everything he does, and his efforts will not be wasted.

Taoist Kuchan flicked his right hand lightly in the air again, and transformed into a token with the word "kuchan" engraved in seal script on it. At the same time, beside the token, a small black cloth bag was transformed.

"Take my token, go to Zhengdao Academy, and tell them that you want to study there. In this cloth bag is money."

Wan Muyan was stunned: "You gave these to me?"

Taoist Ku Chan didn't answer, but with a swipe of his right hand, these two things, one on the left and one on the right, were held into Mu Yan's hands.

"After I go to study, what do I need to do? Or, what do I do for you?"

"unnecessary."

"You...are you helping me?"

"What? Weird?"

"It's very strange."

"In this strange land, there are always interesting people."