Visitors From the Immortal Cultivation Alliance

"Fan Qinglian, what do you mean by that?" Kong Qingsong stared at Monk Qinglian with his eyes wide open, indignant. "I used the Kong family's thousand-year savings to invite you here, not to listen to what you said."

Monk Qinglian held something in both hands, and said in a masterly manner: "I can help you fight a favorable battle, that's absolutely no problem. But you have already shown the signs of defeat and death, and I'm afraid you are wrong to expect me to help you turn the tide!"

"Damn you thief baldy, you actually fooled me!" Kong Qingsong's eyes were red with anger, and he was about to pierce the bone thorn into Monk Qinglian's throat with it in his hand, "Go to hell!"

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Monk Qinglian did not struggle, and looked at Kong Qingsong with great pity: "If killing this poor monk can relieve your resentment, then do it."

"Don't think that I don't dare!" Kong Qingsong was already on the brink of collapse. Not only were all his years of planning destroyed before his eyes, but his martial arts were also backfiring on him and his life was hanging by a thread. He was truly in dire straits!

Monk Qinglian glanced at Kong Qingsong indifferently, without any emotion in his clear and bright eyes.

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Kong Qingsong was hurt by this indifferent look, and the bone spur pierced the throat of Monk Qinglian without hesitation.

"puff!"

Monk Qinglian's head tilted and blood spurted out from his neck.

"Hahahaha, even if you are a guide, so what? I still killed you!" Kong Qingsong suddenly yelled with a crazy look, turned his head and glared at Xia Leng again: "Master Leng, it's your turn next. How do you like to die?"

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Xia Leng's expression did not change, and he kindly reminded: "Look carefully at what you killed?"

"Huh?" Kong Qingsong was stunned 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 looking at him indifferently. Then who did I kill just now?

The person lying on the ground twitching was actually Kong Qingsong's confidant. He covered his neck, looking at Kong Qingsong with a puzzled and resentful expression, and his eyes gradually lost their color.

"This...what's going on!" Kong Qingsong's mind was in a mess, and he could no longer think normally. He quickly fell into another kind of madness from one madness, "Fan Qinglian, how dare you betray me!"

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Monk Qinglian smiled and said, "I was indeed summoned here by the immortality talisman of your Kong family. I thought there would be a good show to watch, but unfortunately it started well but ended badly. I am really disappointed."

"Since you have been summoned, you should obey my orders!" Kong Qingsong's mind was completely unclear. "I now order you to kill this guy named Leng, and then kill Yu Nu, to pave the way for me to ascend to heaven!"

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Monk Qinglian shook his head and said, "You should let go of your obsession. In fact, your ancestor had the best chance of becoming an immortal a thousand years ago. Unfortunately, he was too cautious and coveted power and prestige in the human world. In the end, he was tripped by the Rain Girl and died with regret. 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 skills is not thorough enough. You are doomed to fail from the beginning."

"Shut up!" Kong Qingsong could not stand such criticism. His face turned red with anger and he shouted, "I will kill you, you liar and bald thief!"

"Forget it, just leave. You have no part to play next." Monk Qinglian waved his hand and turned Kong Qingsong into a blank white light. Then he waved his sleeves and all the strands of light were collected under his sleeves.

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"Who are you?" Xia Leng knew that this person was no ordinary person, but he did not expect him to be so powerful. This meant that his identity must not be as simple as a wandering monk.

"Let me introduce myself again. I'm Fan Qinglian, an inner disciple of the Qixin Temple in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance." Monk Qinglian put one hand in front of his chest, with a harmless smile on his face, as if the person who killed Kong Qingsong just now was not him.

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

"Yes, the Immortal Cultivation Alliance." Monk Qinglian said calmly, "Could it be that Master Leng has heard of it somewhere?"

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"No, it just sounds classy and classy." Xia Leng changed the subject without leaving a trace, "I wonder what kind of organization it is?"

Monk Qinglian did not ask any more questions, and said calmly: "The Immortal Cultivation Alliance is the most powerful immortal cultivation world in the universe, and it is also an extremely powerful organization of immortal cultivators. Mr. Leng, I see that you have excellent qualifications and a foundation in immortal cultivation. Why don't you follow me to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance?"

"Can anyone join the Immortal Cultivation Alliance?" Xia Leng had heard his mothers mention the Immortal Cultivation Alliance countless times. They almost always treated it as an imaginary enemy. "Or do you, Master, have a high status there?"

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Monk Qinglian smiled and said calmly: "It's not that I have a high status, but my Qixin Temple is also a small force in the Xiuxian Alliance. I am qualified to select disciples from any continent under the Xiuxian Alliance."

"You came to Xianyun Continent to select disciples for Qixin Temple?" Xia Leng thought of Kong Qingsong's previous words and frowned slightly.

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"You can say that." Seeing Xia Leng's serious expression, Monk Qinglian could not help but move to the stone table that was broken by Kong Qingsong, slowly sat down, and invited Xia Leng to sit opposite him: "It just so happens that I still have plenty of time, so I can chat with Master Leng for a while."

Ji Jiu and Xiao Xiu'er felt that this monk was not a good person either, so they pulled Xia Leng and advised him not to go over there.

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Xia Leng didn't think there would be any danger, he was just wary of his identity as a member of 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?"

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"I should be the one to say this." Monk Qinglian smiled as if it were a spring breeze. "Master Leng, don't you have anything you want to ask me?"

"There's nothing to ask." When Xia Leng heard this, he immediately knew that the other party had already anticipated what questions he would ask, so he simply didn't ask.

Monk Qinglian looked at Xia Leng steadily and said with great appreciation: "It seems that Master Leng is indeed a promising talent. My vision was not wrong."

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"I hope you're wrong." Xia Leng didn't wait for Monk Qinglian to finish his words and blocked his mouth directly: "I won't go anywhere, and I won't be a monk. My family is waiting for me to get married in the future."

"Mr. Leng, you have misunderstood." Monk Qinglian laughed and explained, "Qixinguan is neither a Taoist temple nor a Buddhist temple. It is just a sect for cultivating immortals. I became a monk purely out of personal interest. It has nothing to do with the sect."

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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 seemed to have said that you were a guide of some kind?"

"That's right." Monk Qinglian also nodded and admitted: "I am the guide of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. My purpose is to guide cultivators with unlimited potential or spiritual children with excellent qualifications from all worlds. No matter from which aspect, Mr. Leng is more suitable."

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"Spiritual child? I'm not a child anymore." Xia Leng really doesn't like others looking down on him because of his age. In fact, from another perspective, this is a childish mentality.

"Don't worry, Mr. Leng. For humans, anyone under 18 years old is considered a spiritual child." Monk Qinglian explained with a smile, "For the demon race, anyone under 300 years old is considered a child."

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Another piece of information was added: "In addition to having an inspector in each world, the Xiuxian Alliance also has inspectors who visit each world from time to time to look for spirit children and then distribute seals and life talismans. After that, the guide will follow this seal and bring the spirit child back to the Xiuxian Alliance."

"For example, Kong Qingsong has this kind of life mark, but it was inherited from his ancestors three thousand years ago." When Qinglian monk said this, his eyes were always on Xia Leng, "Mr. Leng, you have two choices. One is to go directly with me to the Xiuxian Alliance; the other is that I will leave a life mark for you. Whenever you want to go to the Xiuxian Alliance, you can activate the life mark at any time and summon the guide."

He added: "Moreover, this kind of seal and life symbol can be passed down from generation to generation."

Xia Leng thought about it seriously for a while, and said calmly: "Is there no third option?"

"Of course I have." Monk Qinglian sighed with a little disappointment, and waved his hands in the air. A pill appeared in his palm and he placed it in front of Xia Leng: "Take this forgetfulness pill, forget me, forget what happened today, and forget about the Immortal Cultivation Alliance."

"A pill?" Xia sneered and said, "I have four people here."

Monk Qinglian didn't even look at Ji Jiu and Xiao Xiu'er, and said casually: "It doesn't matter, their cultivation is not high, I can easily erase their memories, or just kill them directly."

"I don't like any of these options." Xia Leng didn't like this attitude of disregarding human life, and he didn't like doing the multiple-choice questions given by others. "I choose the fourth option, which is to kill you."

"Mr. Leng, you are joking. My original soul is far away in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. This body is just a skin bag that I am borrowing." Monk Qinglian's expression remained unchanged, but his attitude was slightly unhappy: "If you kill him, it will not harm me personally, and there is no need for you to do so."

Xia Leng held the pill in his hand and said, "I think this pill is not a love-forgetting pill, but a life-killing pill."

"Since Master Leng doesn't trust me, there's no point in saying more." Monk Qinglian's face was filled with disappointment. "Ah, it's not easy for me to come here. It would be great if you could take the pill. It would save me a lot of energy. Now the only thing left is to tear our faces apart. Isn't this embarrassing for everyone?"

Xia Leng knew that his guess was right: "You never thought of helping Kong Qingsong, and taking me to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance is bullshit. What do you want to do?"

"Alas, I gave you a chance but you didn't cherish it." Monk Qinglian slowly stood up, "In that case, you should all die."

Xia Leng said calmly: "I'm afraid you'll be the one to die."

"My cultivation in this body may not be as good as yours, but you should not be too confident." As Qinglian Monk spoke, a blue light suddenly appeared outside his body. "It's not easy for me to travel in the lower world, so I will naturally bring some magic weapons to protect myself. Otherwise, how can I enjoy it to my heart's content?"

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved it, and tens of thousands of blue-green rays of light flew towards Xia Leng and the others, along with raindrops from the sky.