Chapter 1966 Visitors from the Immortal Cultivation Alliance
"Fan Qinglian, what do you mean by this?" Kong Qingsong stared at Monk Qinglian angrily, "I used the Kong family's thousand-year savings to invite you here, not just to hear what you said.
Words."
Monk Qinglian held something in his hands and showed the style of a master: "I can help you win the battle, and that's absolutely fine. But you have been defeated for a long time, and your death has already appeared. If you want the poor monk to turn the tide for you, I'm afraid you just want to
Wrong!"
"Damn bald thief, you're actually trying to trick me!" Kong Qingsong's eyes were about to burst, and he was holding a bone spur in his hand that was about to pierce into Monk Qinglian's throat, "Go to hell!"
Monk Qinglian did not struggle, but looked at Kong Qingsong with great pity: "If killing the poor monk can help you relieve your resentment, then do it."
"Don't think that I dare not!" Kong Qingsong was already on the verge of collapse. Everything he had planned for many years was destroyed in front of his eyes. His own life was hanging by a thread because of the backlash from his martial arts. He was in an extremely bad state!
Monk Qinglian glanced at Kong Qingsong indifferently, with no emotion in his clear and clean eyes.
Kong Qingsong was stung by this indifferent look, and the bone spur quickly pierced Monk Qinglian's throat without hesitation.
"puff!"
Monk Qinglian tilted his head and blood spurted out from his neck.
"Hahahaha, even if you are the messenger, so what, you still haven't been killed by me!" Kong Qingsong suddenly shouted, with a crazy expression, turning to glare at Xia Leng: "Mr. Leng, it's your turn next
You, what kind of death do you like?"
Xia Leng's expression did not change, and he kindly reminded: "Look carefully at what you killed?"
"Huh?" Kong Qingsong couldn't help but froze for a moment when he heard Xia Leng's words. When he turned to look at Monk Qinglian, he found that he was unharmed and still looking at him indifferently. Then who did I kill just now?
The man lying on the ground twitching was clearly the afterimage of Kong Qingsong's confidant. He was seen covering his neck, looking at Kong Qingsong with a puzzled and resentful expression, and the color in his eyes gradually disappeared.
"What...what's going on!" Kong Qingsong's brain was in chaos and he could no longer think normally. He quickly fell into another kind of madness, "Fan Qinglian, how dare you betray me!"
Monk Qinglian said with a smile: "The poor monk was indeed summoned by your Kong family's destiny talisman to ascend to immortality, so he came here. I thought there would be a good show to watch, but it was a pity that it ended in an anticlimactic manner. I am really disappointed."
"Since you have been summoned, you should listen to my order!" Kong Qingsong's mind was completely unclear. "I now order you to kill this boy named Leng, and then kill Yunu, so as to open a way for me to be promoted."
Immortal!"
Monk Qinglian shook his head: "You should let go of your obsession. In fact, your ancestor had the best chance to achieve immortality thousands of years ago. Unfortunately, he was too cautious and greedy for power in the world. In the end, he was tripped by the Rain Girl and died with regrets.
In the end. And you are the one with the least hope. Although you have been planning for many years, your methods are naive and your understanding of the technique is not thorough enough. You are doomed to fail from the beginning."
"Shut up!" Kong Qingsong couldn't bear to hear this kind of criticism. His face turned red with anger and he yelled, "I'm going to kill you, you deceitful and harmful thief!"
"That's it, you can leave the show. There will be no more scenes for you." Monk Qinglian waved his hand and photographed Kong Qingsong into a white light. Then he swung his big sleeves and collected all the wisps of light in his sleeves.
end.
"Who are you?" Xia Leng knew that this person was not simple, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful. This shows that his identity must not be as simple as a wandering monk.
"Let me introduce myself again, the poor monk Fan Qinglian, an inner disciple of Qixin Guan in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance." Monk Qinglian put one hand on his chest, with a harmless smile on his face, just like the person who just killed Kong Qingsong.
Not like him.
Xia Leng sensitively captured a key word: "The Alliance to Cultivation of Immortals?"
"Yes, the Immortal Cultivation Alliance." Monk Qinglian said lightly: "Has Mr. Leng heard of it somewhere?"
"No, it just sounded high-end and classy." Xia Leng changed the topic without any trace, "I wonder what kind of organization it is?"
Monk Qinglian did not pursue the question and said calmly: "The Alliance of Immortal Cultivators is the most powerful immortal cultivator world in all the worlds and infinite universes. It is also an extremely powerful organization of immortal cultivators. Mr. Leng, let me judge your qualifications.
Excellent, and you have the foundation for cultivating immortals, why not follow me to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance?"
"Is it possible for anyone to go to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance if they want to?" Xia Leng had heard his mothers mention the Immortal Cultivation Alliance countless times, almost always treating it as an imaginary enemy, "I'd better say Master, you
Isn’t his status low there?”
Monk Qinglian smiled and said calmly: "It's not that the poor monk has a high status, but that I, Qixin Guan, can be considered a small force in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, and I am qualified to choose disciples from any continent under the Immortal Cultivation Alliance."
"You came to Xianyun Continent to choose disciples of Qixin Guan?" Xia Leng thought of Kong Qingsong's words before and frowned slightly.
"You can say that." Seeing Xia Leng's serious expression, Monk Qinglian couldn't help but move to the stone table that was broken by Kong Qingsong, slowly sat down, and invited Xia Leng to sit opposite: "It just so happened that the poor monk's
There is still plenty of time, so I can chat with Mr. Leng for a while."
Ji Jiu and Xiao Xiuer felt that this monk was not a good person, so they pulled Xia Leng and persuaded him not to go there.
Xia Leng didn't think there would be any danger, he was just wary of his status in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance.
After hesitating for a second or two, Xia Leng sat down 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 like spring breeze: "Master Leng, is there anything you want to ask the poor monk?"
"There's nothing to ask." When Xia Leng heard this, he immediately knew that the other party had anticipated what questions he would ask, so he simply stopped asking.
Monk Qinglian looked at Xia Leng steadily and said with admiration: "It seems that Mr. Leng is indeed a talent that can be made. My vision was not wrong."
"I hope you are wrong." Xia Leng stopped Monk Qinglian before he could say the following: "I won't go anywhere, and I won't be a monk. My family still has
Waiting for me to get a wife in the future."
"Master Leng misunderstood." Monk Qinglian laughed and explained: "Qixin Temple is neither a Taoist temple nor a Buddhist temple, it is just a sect of cultivating immortals. Being a monk is purely a personal hobby and has little to do with the sect.
."
Xia Leng nodded, not that he agreed with anything, but he didn't know how to react, so he nodded subconsciously.
After a while, he suddenly asked: "Kong Qingsong seemed to have said just now what kind of messenger you were?"
"Yes." The monk Qinglian also nodded and acknowledged: "I am the attraction of the Xianxian Alliance. The purpose is to attract unlimited cultivators with unlimited potential, or the spiritual child with excellent qualifications. In any aspect,
Speaking, Leng Gongzi is more consistent. "
"Ling Tong? I'm not a child." Xia Leng was very unwilling to be lighted by others because of his age. In fact, in another aspect, this is a child's mentality.
"Leng Gongzi doesn't have to be in mind. For humans, under the age of eighteen years, they are all spiritual children." Monk Qinglian explained with a smile: "For the demon, it is a child under 300 years."
Another information supplemented: "In addition to having a supervisor in each world, the Xiuxian League also has inspections to make timely inspections of various world inspections.
Following this mark, bring that spirit child back to the Xiu Xian Alliance. "
"For example, Kong Qingsong has this imprint, but it was inherited from his ancestors three thousand years ago." When the monk Qinglian said this, his eyes were watching Xia Leng, "Leng Gongzi, you have you have any.
Two options, one is to go directly to the Xianxian Alliance with me; the other is that I will leave a mark to you. When do you want to go to the Xianxian Alliance, you can start a life symbol at any time and call the messenger. "
Another said: "And this mark can be passed on for generations."
Xia Leng carefully considered for a while, and said faintly: "Is there no third?"
"Of course." The monk Qinglian sighed slightly a little disappointed, and his hands in the air in the air, and there was a pill in the palm of his palm, and put it in front of Xia Leng's eyes: "After eating this forgotten love pill, I forgot me for forgetting me.
Forget about today's matter, and forget about the Xiu Xian Alliance. "
"A pill?" Xia said with a sneer: "There are four people on my side."
The monk Qinglian didn't see Ji Jiu and Xiao Xiuer, and said casually: "It's okay, they are not high, and I can erase their memories, or it can be killed directly."
"I don't like these options." Xia Leng didn't like this indifferent attitude, and he didn't like to be a choice question given by others. "I chose the fourth type and kill you."
"Leng Gongzi said laughed, the poor monk's destiny is far away in the Xiuxian Alliance. This body is just a skin borrowed by the poor monk."
Kill him, there is no damage to me, and you don’t need to do this at all. "
Xia Leng squeezed the pill: "I see this medicine pill is not forgotten love pills, but break the life pill."
"Since the cold son does not trust the poor monk, it is not beneficial to say it." The disappointment on the face of the monk of Qinglian was overwhelming. "Hey, it is not easy for the poor monk to come to such a trip.
Many strength. In this situation, only to tear the face, isn't everyone embarrassed? "
Xia Leng knew that his guess was right: "You never expected to help Kong Qingsong, it is also a word to take me to Xiuxian Alliance. What do you want to do?"
"Hey, give you a chance you don't cherish it." Qinglian monk slowly stood up, "That's it, you still go to death."
Xia Leng said faintly: "People who are afraid of death are you."
"The cultivation of the poor monk's skin may really be inferior to you, but don't be too confident." Between the monk Qinglian, a blue and blue light suddenly appeared outside the body.
, Naturally, you will bring some magic weapons to defend the body, otherwise how can you enjoy it? "
After all, when he raised his hand, tens of thousands of blue blue light flew to Xia Leng and others, and even with the rainy spots of the rain.