Flower Master in the City Chapter 1966: Visitors from Xiuxian Alliance

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"Van Qinglian, what do you mean by this?" Kong Qingsong glared at Monk Qinglian with an indignant expression, "I used the Kong family's thousand-year savings to invite you over, not to listen. Your sentence."

The monk Qinglian holds his hands, and he has a master style: "The poor monk can help you fight the wind, which is completely okay. But your defeat has been revealed, and the death has already appeared. I want the poor monk to turn the tide for you. I'm afraid I was wrong!"

"Damn bald thief, you fooled me!" Kong Qingsong's eyes were dying, and he was about to pierce Monk Qinglian's throat with a bone spur in his hand, "Die me!"

Monk Qinglian didn't struggle, and looked at Kong Qingsong with great pity: "If killing the poor monk can help you relieve your grievances, then do it."

"Don't dare to be my son!" Kong Qingsong is already on the verge of collapse, and everything he has planned for many years is ruined before his eyes. He is still hanging by a thread by the back of the exercise method, and he has declined to the extreme!

Monk Qinglian glanced at Kong Qingsong lightly, and there was no emotion in his clear eyes.

Kong Qingsong was stinged by this indifferent look, and the bone spur pierced Monk Qinglian's throat without hesitation.

"Puff!"

Monk Qinglian tilted his head and blood spurted from his neck. "Hahahaha, even if you are the envoy, what if you weren't killed by me!" Kong Qingsong yelled suddenly, turning his head and staring at Xia Leng again: "Master Leng, it's next turn. You, what kind of death do you like

? "

Xia Leng's expression remained unchanged, and he kindly reminded: "You take a closer look at what you killed yourself?"

"Huh?" When Kong Qingsong heard Xia Leng's words, he couldn't help being stunned. When he turned to look at Monk Qinglian, he found that he was unharmed and still looked at him indifferently. Then what I just killed was Who?

The person who fell on the ground and convulsed is indeed Kong Qingsong's confidant. I saw him clutching his neck, looking at Kong Qingsong with a puzzled and resentful look, his eyes gradually faded.

"This...what's going on!" Kong Qingsong's brain was chaotic, and he couldn't think normally. From a moment of madness, he quickly fell into another kind of madness, "Van Qinglian, how dare you betray me!"

Monk Qinglian said with a smile: "The poor monk was indeed summoned by your Kong clan’s fate of ascending immortality, and came here. I thought there was a good show to watch, but it’s really disappointing."

"Since you have been called here, you should listen to my orders!" Kong Qingsong's mentality is completely unclear. "My son now orders you to kill this kid surnamed Leng, and then kill Yu Nv. The son opened his way to rise to immortality!" Monk Qinglian shook his head: "You should let go of your obsessions. In fact, thousands of years ago, your ancestors had the best chance to reach immortality. Unfortunately, he was too careful and greedy for the power of the world. The woman stumbles and ends in regret. And you are the most hopeless

That, although planning for many years, but the methods are naive, and the understanding of the exercises is not thorough enough, from the beginning it is doomed to fail. "

"Shut up!" How did Kong Qingsong hear this criticism, his face flushed with anger, and he yelled: "I'm going to kill your deceitful and bald thief!"

"Finished, you can leave, there will be no more part of your role." Monk Qinglian waved his hand, and shot Kong Qingsong completely blank, and then the big sleeves were swayed, and the light spots were counted. Income at the bottom of the sleeve.

"Who are you?" Xia Leng knew that this person was not simple, but he did not expect to be so powerful, which shows that his identity must not be that simple as a monk traveling.

"Introduce myself again, poor monk Fan Qinglian, an inner disciple of the Seven Hearts in the Cultivation Alliance." Monk Qinglian put one hand in front of his chest, with a harmless smile on his face, as if he had just killed Kong. Qing Song's people are not like him.

Xia Leng sensitively caught a key word: "Xiuxian Alliance?"

"Yes, Cultivation Alliance." Monk Qinglian said lightly: "Did Master Leng ever heard of it?"

"No, just listening to it, I think it's high-end atmosphere." Xia Leng distracted the subject without a trace, "I don't know what organization it is?" Monk Qinglian didn't ask further, and said lightly: "Xiu Xian The Alliance is the most powerful immortal cultivator world in the heavens and the infinite universe. It is also an extremely powerful organization of immortal cultivators. Lord Leng, I think you have excellent qualifications, and

I have a foundation for cultivating immortals, how about let me go to the cultivating alliance? "

"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 almost treated it as an imaginary enemy. Do you have a low status as a theorist?"

Monk Qinglian smiled and said faintly: "It's not that the poor monk has a high status, but that my Seven Hearts is a small force in the Cultivation Alliance, and is eligible to be selected in any continent under the Cultivation Alliance. Disciple."

"You came to Xianyun Continent to select disciples of Qixinguan?" Xia Leng thought of Kong Qingsong's words before, frowning slightly. "You can say so." Seeing Xia Leng's expression seriously, Monk Qinglian couldn't help but move to the stone table that was split by Kong Qingsong, sat down slowly, and invited Xia Leng to sit on the opposite side: "It happens to be a poor monk. I still have plenty of time, so I can accompany Mr. Leng again

Talk for a while. "

Ji Jiu and Xiao Xiu'er felt that this 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 identity in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance.

After hesitating for a second or two, Xia Leng sat down opposite the monk Qinglian: "What do you want to talk to me?"

"This should be said by the poor monk." Monk Qinglian smiled like a spring breeze: "Master Leng, don't you want to ask the poor monk?"

"There is nothing to ask." When Xia Leng heard this, she knew that the other party had anticipated what questions she would ask, so she didn't ask.

Venerable Qinglian looked at Xia Leng steadily, and said admiringly: "It seems that Master Leng is indeed a manufacturable material, and my vision is not wrong."

"I hope you read it wrong." Without waiting for Monk Qinglian to say the following, Xia Leng blocked his mouth: "I won't go anywhere, and I won't be a monk. My family is still waiting for me to marry a wife in the future."

"Young Master Leng misunderstood." Monk Qinglian laughed and explained: "The Seven Hearts Temple is neither a Taoist temple nor a Buddhist temple. It is just a school of cultivating immortals. The poor monks are purely personal hobbies and go with the sect. It doesn’t matter much."

Xia Leng nodded, not agreeing with anything. He just nodded subconsciously without knowing what to do.

After a while, I suddenly asked: "It seems Kong Qingsong said just now what envoy you are?" "Yes." Monk Qinglian nodded and admitted: "I am the envoy of the Cultivation Alliance. The purpose is to attract immortal cultivators with unlimited potential from all parts of the world, or spiritual children with excellent qualifications, no matter from which way, Lord Leng is

Compliant. "

"Sound boy? I'm not a kid anymore." Xia Leng didn't like being underestimated by others because of his age. In fact, from another aspect, this is a child mentality.

"Master Leng doesn't have to worry about it. For humans, anyone under 18 is considered a soul boy." Monk Qinglian explained with a smile: "For the monster clan, anyone under three hundred years old is considered a child." Sent a message: "In addition to having an inspector in each world, the Immortal Cultivation Alliance also has inspectors who visit each world from time to time, looking for soul boys, and then distributing imprints. Then the envoys will follow this

This kind of imprint, bring that soul boy back to the Xiuxian Alliance. "For example, Kong Qingsong has this kind of imprinted destiny, but it was inherited from his ancestors three thousand years ago. When Monk Qinglian said this, his eyes were always looking at Xia Leng, "Master Leng, you have two choices, one is to follow me directly

The Immortal Alliance; the second is that I will leave a mark for you. When you want to go to the Immortal Alliance, you can activate the destiny at any time and call the envoy. "

He said again: "And this kind of imprint destiny can be passed on from generation to generation."

Xia Leng thought about it for a while, then said lightly: "Is there no third kind?" "Of course there is." Monk Qinglian sighed a little disappointedly, and stroked his hands in mid-air with more palms. A pill was placed in front of Xia Leng's eyes: "After eating this Wangqing pill, I forgot about me, forgot about today’s affairs, and about repairing

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 kill them directly." /

"I don't like these options." Xia Leng didn't like this attitude of disregarding human life, and even more didn't like doing multiple-choice questions given by others, "I choose the fourth one and kill you." "Leng The son joked, the poor monk’s life and soul is far from the Cultivation Alliance, this body is just a skin bag borrowed by the poor monk." Monk Qinglian's expression remained unchanged, but his attitude was slightly displeased: "You killed He doesn’t do anything to me.

What a harm, and there is no need for you to do this. "

Xia Leng squeezed the pill: "I think this pill is not a pill, but a life-breaking pill." "Since Master Leng doesn't trust poor monks, it's useless to say more." Qing Lian The look of disappointment on the monk’s face was overwhelming, “Hey, it’s not easy for the poor monk to come here. The pill you take will save the poor monk a lot of energy. In this situation, only

I'm left to tear my skin. Doesn't this embarrass everyone? "

Xia Leng knew that her guess was right: "You never thought of helping Kong Qingsong, taking me to the Cultivation Alliance is also nonsense, what do you want to do?"

"Hey, I give you a chance but you don't cherish it." Monk Qinglian stood up slowly, "In that case, you should all die."

Xia said coldly: "I'm afraid that you are the one who died." "The poor monk may not be as good as you, but don't be too confident." Monk Qinglian said, outside of his body. Suddenly there was a burst of blue light, "The poor monk is so easy to travel in the lower realms, so he will naturally bring some magic weapons to defend himself, no

How can you enjoy yourself? "After that, with a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of blue rays flew towards Xia Leng and others, and even raindrops came along with the lasing.