Chapter 1966
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"Fan Qinglian, what do you mean?" Kong Qingsong stared at Monk Qinglian angrily, "I used the savings of the Kong family's thousands of years to invite you here, not just to hear your words." talk."
Monk Qinglian held something in both hands, like a master: "The poor monk can help you fight the wind, that's totally fine. But you've been exposed early, and you've already seen your death. If you want the poor monk to turn the tide for you, I'm afraid wrong!"
"Damn you bald thief, you're playing me!" Kong Qingsong's canthus was about to burst, holding a bone spur in his hand that was about to stab Monk Qinglian's throat, "Go to hell!"
Monk Qinglian did not struggle, and looked at Kong Qingsong with great pity: "If killing the poor monk can relieve your grievances, then do it."
"Don't think that my son dare not!" Kong Qingsong was already on the verge of collapse, everything he had planned for many years was ruined before his eyes, and his own life was hanging by a thread by the backlash of his skills.
Monk Qinglian glanced at Kong Qingsong indifferently, and there was no emotion in her clear and clean eyes.
Kong Qingsong was stung by this indifferent look, and the bone spur quickly pierced Qinglian's throat without any hesitation.
"puff!"
Monk Qinglian tilted her head, and blood spurted wildly from her neck. "Hahahaha, even if you are the envoy, so what, you were killed by me!" Kong Qingsong shouted suddenly, with a look of madness, and turned his head to stare at Xia Leng: "Mr. Leng, it's your turn next!" you, what kind of death do you like
? "
Xia Leng's expression didn't change, and he kindly reminded: "Take a closer look at what you killed yourself?"
"Huh?" Kong Qingsong couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he heard Xia Leng's words. When he turned his head to look at Monk Qinglian again, he found that he was unharmed and still looked at him calmly. Then who did I kill just now?
The person who fell to the ground and twitched was obviously Kong Qingsong's confidant. He was covering his neck, looking at Kong Qingsong with puzzlement and resentment, his eyes gradually faded away.
"What... what's going on here!" Kong Qingsong's mind was in chaos, and he could no longer think normally. He went from one moment of madness to another kind of madness, "Fan Qinglian, how dare you betray me!"
Monk Qinglian said with a smile: "The poor monk was indeed summoned by the Immortal Ascension Talisman of your Kong family. I thought there would be a good show to watch, but it was anticlimactic. I am really disappointed."
"Since you have been summoned here, you should obey my orders!" Kong Qingsong was completely confused, "I am ordering you to kill this kid surnamed Leng, and then kill Yu Nu to make way for me. Immortal!" Monk Qinglian shook his head: "You should let go of your obsessions. In fact, your ancestors had the best chance to achieve immortality a thousand years ago. Unfortunately, he was too cautious and greedy for power in the world. In the end, he was tripped by Yu Nu , to die with regret. And you are the last hopeless
That, although it has been planned for many years, but the means are naive, and the understanding of the exercises is not thorough enough, it is doomed to fail from the very beginning. "
"Shut up!" How did Kong Qingsong hear this kind of criticism, his face turned red with anger, and he cursed: "I will kill you, you deceitful and harmful bastard!"
"That's all, you get out of the scene, you won't have any more part in the scene." Monk Qinglian waved her hand slightly, and shot Kong Qingsong into a blank light, and then swung her big sleeves, and all the wisps of light were included in the sleeves. end.
"Who are you?" Xia Leng knew that this person was not simple, but he did not expect to be so powerful, which showed that his identity must not be as simple as a wandering monk.
"Let me introduce myself again, Poor Monk Fan Qinglian, an inner sect disciple of Seven Hearts in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance." Monk Qinglian put one hand on her chest, with a harmless smile on her face, as if she was the one who killed Kong Qingsong just now Not like him.
Xia Leng sensitively captured a key word: "Cultivation Alliance?"
"That's right, the Cultivation Alliance." Monk Qinglian said indifferently, "Where has Mr. Leng heard of it?"
"No, just listening to it makes me feel that the atmosphere is high-end." Xia Leng changed the topic indiscriminately, "I don't know what kind of organization it is?" It is the most powerful world of cultivating immortals in the heavens, myriad worlds, and infinite universes, and it is also an extremely powerful organization of cultivators. Mr. Leng, I think you have excellent aptitude, and
If you have the foundation of cultivating immortals, why not follow me to the Alliance of Immortal Cultivation? "
"Is it possible that anyone who wants to go to the Cultivation Alliance can go?" Xia Leng had heard his mothers mention the Cultivation Alliance countless times, and they almost treated it as an imaginary enemy. Is the status not low there?"
Monk Qinglian smiled, and said lightly: "It's not that the poor monk has a high status, but that my Qixin Temple is also considered a small force in the Cultivation Alliance, and is qualified to select disciples in any continent under the Cultivation Alliance."
"You came to Xianyun Continent to select the disciples of Qixin Temple?" Xia Leng frowned slightly when he remembered Kong Qingsong's words before. "You can say that." Seeing Xia Leng's serious expression, Monk Qinglian could not help but move to the stone table that was cut off by Kong Qingsong, sat down slowly, and invited Xia Leng to sit opposite him: "It just so happens that the poor monk's There is plenty of time, I can accompany Mr. Leng again
chat for a while. "
Ji Jiu and Xiao Xiu'er felt that the monk was not a good person, so they pulled Xia Leng and advised him not to go there.
Xia Leng didn't think there would be any danger, but he was afraid of his status in the Cultivation Alliance.
After hesitating for a second or two, Xia Leng still sat opposite Monk Qinglian: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"This should be said by the poor monk." Monk Qinglian showed a smile that made people feel refreshed: "Young master Leng, don't you have anything to ask the poor monk?"
"There's nothing to ask." Hearing this, Xia Leng immediately knew that the other party had expected what question he would ask, so he simply stopped asking.
Monk Qinglian looked at Xia Leng firmly, and said appreciatively: "It seems that Mr. Leng is indeed a talent to be made, and my vision is not wrong."
"I hope you read it wrong." Xia Leng didn't wait for Monk Qinglian to say the following, and directly blocked his mouth: "I will not go anywhere, and I will not be a monk. Waiting for me to marry a wife in the future."
"Master Leng misunderstood." Monk Qinglian laughed and explained: "Seven Hearts Temple is neither a Taoist temple nor a Buddhist temple. .”
Xia Leng nodded, not because he agreed with anything, but because he didn't know how to react, so he nodded subconsciously.
After a while, he suddenly asked: "Just now Kong Qingsong seems to have said that you are an envoy?" "That's right." Monk Qinglian also nodded and admitted: "I am the envoy of the Cultivation Alliance. Introduce immortal cultivators with unlimited potential from various worlds, or soul boys with excellent aptitude, no matter from which point of view, Mr. Leng is
Comparable. "
"Soul boy? I'm not a child anymore." Xia Leng disliked being underestimated by others because of his age. In fact, from another perspective, this is a child's mentality.
"Mr. Leng, don't worry about it. For humans, anyone under the age of eighteen is considered a soul boy." Monk Qinglian explained with a smile: "For the monster race, anyone under three hundred years is considered a child." Added another message : "In addition to having an inspector in each world, the Cultivation Alliance also has inspectors who visit various worlds from time to time, looking for soul boys by the way, and then distribute the imprinted life talisman. After that, the guide messenger will follow this
A seal to bring that spirit boy back to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. "For example, Kong Qingsong has this imprinted life talisman, but it was inherited from his ancestors three thousand years ago. "When Monk Qinglian said this, his eyes kept looking at Xia Leng, "Young Master Leng, you have two choices, one is to follow me directly to practice
The Immortal Alliance; the second is that I will leave a seal for you. Whenever you want to go to the Immortal Alliance, you can activate the Fate Talisman at any time to summon the messenger. "
He said again: "And this imprinted fate can be passed down from generation to generation."
Xia Leng thought about it seriously for a while, then said lightly: "Is there no third kind?" Putting the pill in front of Xia Leng's eyes: "Take this Wangqing pill, forget me, forget about today's events, and forget about Xiu
I forgot about the fairy alliance. "
"A pill?" Xia sneered and said, "There are four people on my side."
Monk Qinglian didn't even look at Ji Jiu and Xiao Xiu'er, and said casually, "It's okay, their cultivation base is not high, I can erase their memories at will, or just kill them directly."
"I don't like these options." Xia Leng doesn't like this attitude of disregarding human life, and he doesn't like to do multiple-choice questions given by others, "I choose the fourth option, I will kill you." "Mr. Leng joked , The poor monk's natal soul is far away in the Cultivation Alliance, and this body is just a skin bag borrowed by the poor monk." Monk Qinglian's expression remained unchanged, but his attitude was a little displeased: "If you kill him, you are right I have no responsibility
no harm, and you don't have to. "
Xia Leng squeezed the pill: "I don't think this pill is Wangqing Pill, but Duanming Pill." "Since Mr. Leng doesn't trust the poor monk, it's useless to talk about it." The disappointment was beyond words, "Hey, it's not easy for the poor monk to come here. It would be great if you took the pill, which can save the poor monk a lot of energy. In the current situation, only
It's left to tear the skin off. Doesn't this embarrass everyone? "
Xia Leng knew that his guess was right: "You never thought of helping Kong Qingsong, taking me to the Cultivation Alliance is bullshit, what on earth do you want to do?"
"Hey, you don't cherish the opportunity given to you." Monk Qinglian stood up slowly, "In that case, you should all die."
Xia Leng said indifferently: "You are the one who is afraid of death." "This poor monk's skin may not be as good as yours, but don't be too confident." There was a burst of blue light, "The poor monk has finally traveled in the lower realm, so he will naturally bring some magic weapons to defend himself, otherwise
Otherwise, how can I have fun. "After that, with a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of blue lights flew towards Xia Leng and the others, and even the raindrops all over the sky came along with it.
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"Fan Qinglian, what do you mean?" Kong Qingsong stared at Monk Qinglian angrily, "I used the savings of the Kong family's thousands of years to invite you here, not just to hear your words." talk."
Monk Qinglian held something in both hands, like a master: "The poor monk can help you fight the wind, that's totally fine. But you've been exposed early, and you've already seen your death. If you want the poor monk to turn the tide for you, I'm afraid wrong!"
"Damn you bald thief, you're playing me!" Kong Qingsong's canthus was about to burst, holding a bone spur in his hand that was about to stab Monk Qinglian's throat, "Go to hell!"
Monk Qinglian did not struggle, and looked at Kong Qingsong with great pity: "If killing the poor monk can relieve your grievances, then do it."
"Don't think that my son dare not!" Kong Qingsong was already on the verge of collapse, everything he had planned for many years was ruined before his eyes, and his own life was hanging by a thread by the backlash of his skills.
Monk Qinglian glanced at Kong Qingsong indifferently, and there was no emotion in her clear and clean eyes.
Kong Qingsong was stung by this indifferent look, and the bone spur quickly pierced Qinglian's throat without any hesitation.
"puff!"
Monk Qinglian tilted her head, and blood spurted wildly from her neck. "Hahahaha, even if you are the envoy, so what, you were killed by me!" Kong Qingsong shouted suddenly, with a look of madness, and turned his head to stare at Xia Leng: "Mr. Leng, it's your turn next!" you, what kind of death do you like
? "
Xia Leng's expression didn't change, and he kindly reminded: "Take a closer look at what you killed yourself?"
"Huh?" Kong Qingsong couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he heard Xia Leng's words. When he turned his head to look at Monk Qinglian again, he found that he was unharmed and still looked at him calmly. Then who did I kill just now?
The person who fell to the ground and twitched was obviously Kong Qingsong's confidant. He was covering his neck, looking at Kong Qingsong with puzzlement and resentment, his eyes gradually faded away.
"What... what's going on here!" Kong Qingsong's mind was in chaos, and he could no longer think normally. He went from one moment of madness to another kind of madness, "Fan Qinglian, how dare you betray me!"
Monk Qinglian said with a smile: "The poor monk was indeed summoned by the Immortal Ascension Talisman of your Kong family. I thought there would be a good show to watch, but it was anticlimactic. I am really disappointed."
"Since you have been summoned here, you should obey my orders!" Kong Qingsong was completely confused, "I am ordering you to kill this kid surnamed Leng, and then kill Yu Nu to make way for me. Immortal!" Monk Qinglian shook his head: "You should let go of your obsessions. In fact, your ancestors had the best chance to achieve immortality a thousand years ago. Unfortunately, he was too cautious and greedy for power in the world. In the end, he was tripped by Yu Nu , to die with regret. And you are the last hopeless
That, although it has been planned for many years, but the means are naive, and the understanding of the exercises is not thorough enough, it is doomed to fail from the very beginning. "
"Shut up!" How did Kong Qingsong hear this kind of criticism, his face turned red with anger, and he cursed: "I will kill you, you deceitful and harmful bastard!"
"That's all, you get out of the scene, you won't have any more part in the scene." Monk Qinglian waved her hand slightly, and shot Kong Qingsong into a blank light, and then swung her big sleeves, and all the wisps of light were included in the sleeves. end.
"Who are you?" Xia Leng knew that this person was not simple, but he did not expect to be so powerful, which showed that his identity must not be as simple as a wandering monk.
"Let me introduce myself again, Poor Monk Fan Qinglian, an inner sect disciple of Seven Hearts in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance." Monk Qinglian put one hand on her chest, with a harmless smile on her face, as if she was the one who killed Kong Qingsong just now Not like him.
Xia Leng sensitively captured a key word: "Cultivation Alliance?"
"That's right, the Cultivation Alliance." Monk Qinglian said indifferently, "Where has Mr. Leng heard of it?"
"No, just listening to it makes me feel that the atmosphere is high-end." Xia Leng changed the topic indiscriminately, "I don't know what kind of organization it is?" It is the most powerful world of cultivating immortals in the heavens, myriad worlds, and infinite universes, and it is also an extremely powerful organization of cultivators. Mr. Leng, I think you have excellent aptitude, and
If you have the foundation of cultivating immortals, why not follow me to the Alliance of Immortal Cultivation? "
"Is it possible that anyone who wants to go to the Cultivation Alliance can go?" Xia Leng had heard his mothers mention the Cultivation Alliance countless times, and they almost treated it as an imaginary enemy. Is the status not low there?"
Monk Qinglian smiled, and said lightly: "It's not that the poor monk has a high status, but that my Qixin Temple is also considered a small force in the Cultivation Alliance, and is qualified to select disciples in any continent under the Cultivation Alliance."
"You came to Xianyun Continent to select the disciples of Qixin Temple?" Xia Leng frowned slightly when he remembered Kong Qingsong's words before. "You can say that." Seeing Xia Leng's serious expression, Monk Qinglian could not help but move to the stone table that was cut off by Kong Qingsong, sat down slowly, and invited Xia Leng to sit opposite him: "It just so happens that the poor monk's There is plenty of time, I can accompany Mr. Leng again
chat for a while. "
Ji Jiu and Xiao Xiu'er felt that the monk was not a good person, so they pulled Xia Leng and advised him not to go there.
Xia Leng didn't think there would be any danger, but he was afraid of his status in the Cultivation Alliance.
After hesitating for a second or two, Xia Leng still sat opposite Monk Qinglian: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"This should be said by the poor monk." Monk Qinglian showed a smile that made people feel refreshed: "Young master Leng, don't you have anything to ask the poor monk?"
"There's nothing to ask." Hearing this, Xia Leng immediately knew that the other party had expected what question he would ask, so he simply stopped asking.
Monk Qinglian looked at Xia Leng firmly, and said appreciatively: "It seems that Mr. Leng is indeed a talent to be made, and my vision is not wrong."
"I hope you read it wrong." Xia Leng didn't wait for Monk Qinglian to say the following, and directly blocked his mouth: "I will not go anywhere, and I will not be a monk. Waiting for me to marry a wife in the future."
"Master Leng misunderstood." Monk Qinglian laughed and explained: "Seven Hearts Temple is neither a Taoist temple nor a Buddhist temple. .”
Xia Leng nodded, not because he agreed with anything, but because he didn't know how to react, so he nodded subconsciously.
After a while, he suddenly asked: "Just now Kong Qingsong seems to have said that you are an envoy?" "That's right." Monk Qinglian also nodded and admitted: "I am the envoy of the Cultivation Alliance. Introduce immortal cultivators with unlimited potential from various worlds, or soul boys with excellent aptitude, no matter from which point of view, Mr. Leng is
Comparable. "
"Soul boy? I'm not a child anymore." Xia Leng disliked being underestimated by others because of his age. In fact, from another perspective, this is a child's mentality.
"Mr. Leng, don't worry about it. For humans, anyone under the age of eighteen is considered a soul boy." Monk Qinglian explained with a smile: "For the monster race, anyone under three hundred years is considered a child." Added another message : "In addition to having an inspector in each world, the Cultivation Alliance also has inspectors who visit various worlds from time to time, looking for soul boys by the way, and then distribute the imprinted life talisman. After that, the guide messenger will follow this
A seal to bring that spirit boy back to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. "For example, Kong Qingsong has this imprinted life talisman, but it was inherited from his ancestors three thousand years ago. "When Monk Qinglian said this, his eyes kept looking at Xia Leng, "Young Master Leng, you have two choices, one is to follow me directly to practice
The Immortal Alliance; the second is that I will leave a seal for you. Whenever you want to go to the Immortal Alliance, you can activate the Fate Talisman at any time to summon the messenger. "
He said again: "And this imprinted fate can be passed down from generation to generation."
Xia Leng thought about it seriously for a while, then said lightly: "Is there no third kind?" Putting the pill in front of Xia Leng's eyes: "Take this Wangqing pill, forget me, forget about today's events, and forget about Xiu
I forgot about the fairy alliance. "
"A pill?" Xia sneered and said, "There are four people on my side."
Monk Qinglian didn't even look at Ji Jiu and Xiao Xiu'er, and said casually, "It's okay, their cultivation base is not high, I can erase their memories at will, or just kill them directly."
"I don't like these options." Xia Leng doesn't like this attitude of disregarding human life, and he doesn't like to do multiple-choice questions given by others, "I choose the fourth option, I will kill you." "Mr. Leng joked , The poor monk's natal soul is far away in the Cultivation Alliance, and this body is just a skin bag borrowed by the poor monk." Monk Qinglian's expression remained unchanged, but his attitude was a little displeased: "If you kill him, you are right I have no responsibility
no harm, and you don't have to. "
Xia Leng squeezed the pill: "I don't think this pill is Wangqing Pill, but Duanming Pill." "Since Mr. Leng doesn't trust the poor monk, it's useless to talk about it." The disappointment was beyond words, "Hey, it's not easy for the poor monk to come here. It would be great if you took the pill, which can save the poor monk a lot of energy. In the current situation, only
It's left to tear the skin off. Doesn't this embarrass everyone? "
Xia Leng knew that his guess was right: "You never thought of helping Kong Qingsong, taking me to the Cultivation Alliance is bullshit, what on earth do you want to do?"
"Hey, you don't cherish the opportunity given to you." Monk Qinglian stood up slowly, "In that case, you should all die."
Xia Leng said indifferently: "You are the one who is afraid of death." "This poor monk's skin may not be as good as yours, but don't be too confident." There was a burst of blue light, "The poor monk has finally traveled in the lower realm, so he will naturally bring some magic weapons to defend himself, otherwise
Otherwise, how can I have fun. "After that, with a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of blue lights flew towards Xia Leng and the others, and even the raindrops all over the sky came along with it.
"Fan Qinglian, what do you mean?" Kong Qingsong stared at Monk Qinglian angrily, "I used the savings of the Kong family's thousands of years to invite you here, not just to hear your words." talk." Monk Qinglian held something in both hands, like a master: "The poor monk can help you fight the wind, that's totally fine. But you've been exposed early, and you've already seen your death. If you want the poor monk to turn the tide for you, I'm afraid wrong!" "Damn you bald thief, you're playing me!" Kong Qingsong's canthus was about to burst, holding a bone spur in his hand that was about to stab Monk Qinglian's throat, "Go to hell!" Monk Qinglian did not struggle, and looked at Kong Qingsong with great pity: "If killing the poor monk can relieve your grievances, then do it." "Don't think that my son dare not!" Kong Qingsong was already on the verge of collapse, everything he had planned for many years was ruined before his eyes, and his own life was hanging by a thread by the backlash of his skills. Monk Qinglian glanced at Kong Qingsong indifferently, and there was no emotion in her clear and clean eyes. Kong Qingsong was stung by this indifferent look, and the bone spur quickly pierced Qinglian's throat without any hesitation. "puff!" Monk Qinglian tilted her head, and blood spurted wildly from her neck. "Hahahaha, even if you are the envoy, so what, you were killed by me!" Kong Qingsong shouted suddenly, with a look of madness, and turned his head to stare at Xia Leng: "Mr. Leng, it's your turn next!" you, what kind of death do you like ? " Xia Leng's expression didn't change, and he kindly reminded: "Take a closer look at what you killed yourself?" "Huh?" Kong Qingsong couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he heard Xia Leng's words. When he turned his head to look at Monk Qinglian again, he found that he was unharmed and still looked at him calmly. Then who did I kill just now? The person who fell to the ground and twitched was obviously Kong Qingsong's confidant. He was covering his neck, looking at Kong Qingsong with puzzlement and resentment, his eyes gradually faded away. "What... what's going on here!" Kong Qingsong's mind was in chaos, and he could no longer think normally. He went from one moment of madness to another kind of madness, "Fan Qinglian, how dare you betray me!" Monk Qinglian said with a smile: "The poor monk was indeed summoned by the Immortal Ascension Talisman of your Kong family. I thought there would be a good show to watch, but it was anticlimactic. I am really disappointed." "Since you have been summoned here, you should obey my orders!" Kong Qingsong was completely confused, "I am ordering you to kill this kid surnamed Leng, and then kill Yu Nu to make way for me. Immortal!" Monk Qinglian shook his head: "You should let go of your obsessions. In fact, your ancestors had the best chance to achieve immortality a thousand years ago. Unfortunately, he was too cautious and greedy for power in the world. In the end, he was tripped by Yu Nu , to die with regret. And you are the last hopeless That, although it has been planned for many years, but the means are naive, and the understanding of the exercises is not thorough enough, it is doomed to fail from the very beginning. " "Shut up!" How did Kong Qingsong hear this kind of criticism, his face turned red with anger, and he cursed: "I will kill you, you deceitful and harmful bastard!" "That's all, you get out of the scene, you won't have any more part in the scene." Monk Qinglian waved her hand slightly, and shot Kong Qingsong into a blank light, and then swung her big sleeves, and all the wisps of light were included in the sleeves. end. "Who are you?" Xia Leng knew that this person was not simple, but he did not expect to be so powerful, which showed that his identity must not be as simple as a wandering monk. "Let me introduce myself again, Poor Monk Fan Qinglian, an inner sect disciple of Seven Hearts in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance." Monk Qinglian put one hand on her chest, with a harmless smile on her face, as if she was the one who killed Kong Qingsong just now Not like him. Xia Leng sensitively captured a key word: "Cultivation Alliance?" "That's right, the Cultivation Alliance." Monk Qinglian said indifferently, "Where has Mr. Leng heard of it?" "No, just listening to it makes me feel that the atmosphere is high-end." Xia Leng changed the topic indiscriminately, "I don't know what kind of organization it is?" It is the most powerful world of cultivating immortals in the heavens, myriad worlds, and infinite universes, and it is also an extremely powerful organization of cultivators. Mr. Leng, I think you have excellent aptitude, and If you have the foundation of cultivating immortals, why not follow me to the Alliance of Immortal Cultivation? " "Is it possible that anyone who wants to go to the Cultivation Alliance can go?" Xia Leng had heard his mothers mention the Cultivation Alliance countless times, and they almost treated it as an imaginary enemy. Is the status not low there?" Monk Qinglian smiled, and said lightly: "It's not that the poor monk has a high status, but that my Qixin Temple is also considered a small force in the Cultivation Alliance, and is qualified to select disciples in any continent under the Cultivation Alliance." "You came to Xianyun Continent to select the disciples of Qixin Temple?" Xia Leng frowned slightly when he remembered Kong Qingsong's words before. "You can say that." Seeing Xia Leng's serious expression, Monk Qinglian could not help but move to the stone table that was cut off by Kong Qingsong, sat down slowly, and invited Xia Leng to sit opposite him: "It just so happens that the poor monk's There is plenty of time, I can accompany Mr. Leng again chat for a while. " Ji Jiu and Xiao Xiu'er felt that the monk was not a good person, so they pulled Xia Leng and advised him not to go there. Xia Leng didn't think there would be any danger, but he was afraid of his status in the Cultivation Alliance. After hesitating for a second or two, Xia Leng still sat opposite Monk Qinglian: "What do you want to talk to me about?" "This should be said by the poor monk." Monk Qinglian showed a smile that made people feel refreshed: "Young master Leng, don't you have anything to ask the poor monk?" "There's nothing to ask." Hearing this, Xia Leng immediately knew that the other party had expected what question he would ask, so he simply stopped asking. Monk Qinglian looked at Xia Leng firmly, and said appreciatively: "It seems that Mr. Leng is indeed a talent to be made, and my vision is not wrong." "I hope you read it wrong." Xia Leng didn't wait for Monk Qinglian to say the following, and directly blocked his mouth: "I will not go anywhere, and I will not be a monk. Waiting for me to marry a wife in the future." "Master Leng misunderstood." Monk Qinglian laughed and explained: "Seven Hearts Temple is neither a Taoist temple nor a Buddhist temple. . Xia Leng nodded, not because he agreed with anything, but because he didn't know how to react, so he nodded subconsciously. After a while, he suddenly asked: "Just now Kong Qingsong seems to have said that you are an envoy?" "That's right." Monk Qinglian also nodded and admitted: "I am the envoy of the Cultivation Alliance. Introduce immortal cultivators with unlimited potential from various worlds, or soul boys with excellent aptitude, no matter from which point of view, Mr. Leng is Comparable. " "Soul boy? I'm not a child anymore." Xia Leng disliked being underestimated by others because of his age. In fact, from another perspective, this is a child's mentality. "Mr. Leng, don't worry about it. For humans, anyone under the age of eighteen is considered a soul boy." Monk Qinglian explained with a smile: "For the monster race, anyone under three hundred years is considered a child." Added another message : "In addition to having an inspector in each world, the Cultivation Alliance also has inspectors who visit various worlds from time to time, looking for soul boys by the way, and then distribute the imprinted life talisman. After that, the guide messenger will follow this A seal to bring that spirit boy back to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. "For example, Kong Qingsong has this imprinted life talisman, but it was inherited from his ancestors three thousand years ago. "When Monk Qinglian said this, his eyes kept looking at Xia Leng, "Young Master Leng, you have two choices, one is to follow me directly to practice The Immortal Alliance; the second is that I will leave a seal for you. Whenever you want to go to the Immortal Alliance, you can activate the Fate Talisman at any time to summon the messenger. " He said again: "And this imprinted fate can be passed down from generation to generation." Xia Leng thought about it seriously for a while, then said lightly: "Is there no third kind?" Putting the pill in front of Xia Leng's eyes: "Take this Wangqing pill, forget me, forget about today's events, and forget about Xiu I forgot about the fairy alliance. " "A pill?" Xia sneered and said, "There are four people on my side." Monk Qinglian didn't even look at Ji Jiu and Xiao Xiu'er, and said casually, "It's okay, their cultivation base is not high, I can erase their memories at will, or just kill them directly." "I don't like these options." Xia Leng doesn't like this attitude of disregarding human life, and he doesn't like to do multiple-choice questions given by others, "I choose the fourth option, I will kill you." "Mr. Leng joked , The poor monk's natal soul is far away in the Cultivation Alliance, and this body is just a skin bag borrowed by the poor monk." Monk Qinglian's expression remained unchanged, but his attitude was a little displeased: "If you kill him, you are right I have no responsibility no harm, and you don't have to. " Xia Leng squeezed the pill: "I don't think this pill is Wangqing Pill, but Duanming Pill." "Since Mr. Leng doesn't trust the poor monk, it's useless to talk about it." The disappointment was beyond words, "Hey, it's not easy for the poor monk to come here. It would be great if you took the pill, which can save the poor monk a lot of energy. In the current situation, only It's left to tear the skin off. Doesn't this embarrass everyone? " Xia Leng knew that his guess was right: "You never thought of helping Kong Qingsong, taking me to the Cultivation Alliance is bullshit, what on earth do you want to do?" "Hey, you don't cherish the opportunity given to you." Monk Qinglian stood up slowly, "In that case, you should all die." Xia Leng said indifferently: "You are the one who is afraid of death." "This poor monk's skin may not be as good as yours, but don't be too confident." There was a burst of blue light, "The poor monk has finally traveled in the lower realm, so he will naturally bring some magic weapons to defend himself, otherwise Otherwise, how can I have fun. "After that, with a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of blue lights flew towards Xia Leng and the others, and even the raindrops all over the sky came along with it.
