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The rain was as sharp as arrows, penetrating three feet into the ground.

The blue-green light is like a flame, burning anything it touches.

Xia Leng thought of Kong Qingsong's bone rain waterfall just now, which was like a rain of pear blossom needles, and the monk's blue light rain was even more terrifying, which was simply impossible to defend against. He could only keep retreating. And he had to be quick, otherwise once the light rain touched his body, it would definitely be directly pierced through, and then burned to ashes.

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"Don't run away, you can't escape." Monk Qinglian floated in the air, and said to himself, "As long as the rain doesn't stop, I can keep firing these sharp blades. How long can you escape?"

Xia Leng suddenly jumped dozens of feet away, barely avoiding the monk's rain of light and buying a few seconds. He was thinking about how to get close to the opponent, as he had no means of long-range attack for the time being.

"Donor Leng, take this."

At this time, the little monk Yulai appeared from somewhere and threw something to Xia Leng from a distance.

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Xia Leng reached out to take it and found that it was actually an umbrella, an oil-paper umbrella that was more ornamental than practical. Not all rain can be blocked with an umbrella. However, he didn't think that the little monk Yulai would tease him at this time. Although he was puzzled, he still opened the umbrella. At this time, the blue light rain of the monk Qinglian also approached.

"Crack! Crack!"

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The raindrops hit the umbrella, making a sound like big and small beads falling on a jade plate. The strange thing was that the umbrella didn't break.

The blue light that could penetrate the ground three or four feet deep could not break this small oil-paper umbrella.

Xia Leng thought to himself: It seems that this little monk Yu Lai is not a simple character either, he has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

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“Hmph, considering that your cultivation is not easy, I didn’t want to harm your life. Unfortunately, you come to get in my way.” Monk Qinglian naturally also saw the little monk Yu coming, and shot a ray of cold light at him.

"Stop!" Xia Leng shouted loudly and suddenly flew to the front of the little monk Yu Lai, blocking the cold light.

Xia Leng glared at Monk Qinglian angrily: "He's still a child!"

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"In front of him, you are just a child!" Monk Qinglian said with disdain: "Who do you think this little monk is? He is the reincarnation of the Rain Girl from a thousand years ago. He stayed in this temple just to wait for an opportunity to seek revenge on the Kong family."

The young monk Yulai looked confused: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"I helped you get rid of the Kong family, but you are not grateful, and you are still getting in the way." Monk Qinglian's expression froze, and suddenly he said angrily: "Forget it, I have other important things to do and cannot stay here for long. Today I will let you open your eyes and turn this Feilai Temple into a lake from now on."

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After saying this, Monk Qinglian flew high into the sky.

Xia Leng handed the young monk Yulai to Ji Jiu and told them, "Leave Feilai Temple as soon as possible and run as far as you can."

"Sir, what about you?" Xiao Xiu'er said with some concern.

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"Of course I'll beat up that idiot." Xia Leng's temper at this time showed a hint of summer, "Running away is not my style."

Before Xiao Xiu'er could say anything else, Ji Jiu held the little monk in one hand and grabbed her wrist with the other hand and dragged her away. Feng Tianling was very well behaved and followed Ji Jiu to leave, but before leaving, she gave Xia Leng a delicate little bell.

Xia Leng didn't have time to think about it. He put the bell on his waist, borrowed some strength from the rockery, and immediately flew into the air towards Monk Qinglian.

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In mid-air, Monk Qinglian raised his hands high and condensed a huge blue-green ball of light, which was one-third the size of Feilai Temple and was still expanding.

"Fan Qinglian, take my punch!" Xia Leng rushed into the sky and shouted angrily.

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Monk Qinglian's eyes were full of disdain, and he said lightly: "Personal martial arts, in front of magical powers, are just trifles. And magical powers, in front of the magic weapon of heaven, are just the light of fireflies. Since you want to compete with this poor monk, then try to see if you can take on this light."

"Go!" Monk Qinglian suddenly raised a huge ball of light with both hands high and smashed it towards Xia Leng.

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Xia Leng did not dodge or evade, but rushed into the ball of light with clenched fists. Endless blue light mixed with countless raindrops instantly penetrated his body and went through his internal organs and limbs.

For a moment, Xia Leng felt as if he was really torn into pieces. Every inch of his skin was penetrated by the light, and every drop of rain seeped into his skin.

However, Xia Leng did not die, nor did he stop moving forward.

His fists were still clenched and his body was still rushing upward.

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"Get down!"

Xia Leng still rushed out of the blue ball of light and came straight to the front of Monk Qinglian. In his extremely surprised eyes, he punched him and hit him hard in the face!

Monk Qinglian was like an arrow, knocking down several attics and falling heavily into the ground.

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The blue ball of light in the air suddenly exploded, emitting a blinding glare that made the night sky of Beiyun County as bright as day. Countless people who had been sleeping were awakened by the white light. They stood up and opened the windows to look, not knowing what was happening.

A few seconds later, Xia Leng fell back to the ground. His feet went limp as soon as they touched the ground, and he fell to the ground.

Those blue-green lights had indeed caused some damage to him. He now felt as if all his internal organs were burning, and his Dantian Qi Sea seemed to be shattered. The spiritual energy in his body could no longer be hidden and kept escaping. It seemed that his cultivation was about to be ruined.

"Good, you're fine." Monk Qinglian crawled out from the rubble. There was no smile on his face, and he had lost his calm demeanor. Only a ferocious and furious expression remained: "Since I started practicing, I have never been insulted like this. You are the first and the last!"

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"That only proves that you lacked the harsh punishment of society in the past. I'm teaching you a lesson. Remember to pay the tuition." Xia Leng lay on the ground unable to move, but his lips became much more fluent, which was slightly different from his previous image of not liking to talk much.

Monk Qinglian laughed out of anger, and casually pulled out a long sword that shone like water from the void: "This sword is called Seven-foot Divine Light. It is my sword in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. It is a top-grade magic weapon. You are lucky to die by this sword. No, it is lucky in this life, because after being killed by this sword, you will not enter the reincarnation, and your previous life will be annihilated. Your soul will be imprisoned in the divine light of this sword, suffering torture for eternity, and there is no way to be free."

As he spoke, Monk Qinglian slowly walked up to Xia Leng, raised his sword to his chest, and murmured, "I admire you very much and wanted to give you a chance to join the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. Unfortunately, you don't know how to appreciate my kindness and even want to resist me."

"Praise?" Xia Leng chuckled, "Don't try that on me. I'm afraid your idea isn't a good one. Do you really think others are as stupid as you?"

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"Tsk tsk, what a pity." Monk Qinglian really admired Xia Leng. Both his aptitude and character were superior. His original purpose was to bring Xia Leng to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance and use him as a spare body when he crossed the tribulation. Unfortunately, this man's free will was too strong and he attacked him, so he could no longer be kept.

"It's a pity for your sister, it's a pity for you, it's a pity for your whole family." At this time, a woman's voice of cursing suddenly sounded from the side, mixed with swear words from time to time.

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Monk Qinglian was puzzled and could not help but move his eyes in the direction of the sound. He saw a circle of light appearing not far from his side. Soon, a woman in a purple dress, who was as beautiful as a fairy but had an angry face, walked out of it.

As soon as the woman in purple dress appeared, she swung out a long whip and hit Monk Qinglian in the face.

“Bang!”

Monk Qinglian found that he was unable to dodge and could only take the whip headlong. His entire face was almost shattered. Before he could react, he was whipped hundreds of times like a storm.

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"Okay, Mei'er, stop playing." A more beautiful woman walked out of the light circle. She was still calm and composed. She walked forward to help Xia Leng up, fed him some pills, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Xia Leng was a little surprised: "Aunt Mu, Aunt Mei'er, why are you here?"

These two women are naturally Mu Han and Mei'er.

"The natal talisman on your body is sending out a warning, so of course we have to come." Mu Han observed Xia Leng and frowned slightly: "Your Dantian Qi Sea is a little damaged. It seems that you need to heal it well. Come back to Yuxian Sect with me."

When Mei'er heard that Xia Leng's Dantian Qi Sea was damaged, she became even angrier and swung the whip in her hand even more fiercely.

"Going back again?" Xia Leng couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Aunt Mu, if I go back again, I'll be in and out seven times. I don't have anything to do, so I won't go back."

Mu Han asked, "Then let's go back to the Fairy Island?"

"Then we can't go back." Xia Leng shook his head quickly.

Mu Han said with some distress: "We are too cruel. You are still young, but we let you go out to explore the world alone. If your mother knew about you like this, she would be heartbroken."

"She may feel bad for me, but she will still let me go out and try my luck." Xia Leng knew his mother's personality very well. "How could Xia Tian and Leng Bingbing's son be so useless?"

Mu Han saw Xia Tian's unique stubbornness in Xia Leng, and knew that forcing him was useless, but he still couldn't help asking: "Are you really not going back?"

Xia Leng shook his head firmly.

"Forget it, whatever you want." Mu Han took out some pills and spiritual liquids and put them in a bag: "These are medicine for injuries and spiritual medicine. As long as you take them and recuperate for a while, you will be basically fine."

"Thank you, Aunt Mu." Xia Leng regained some strength, sat up and took the bag.

Mu Han was quite relieved, and said, "If you don't thank Aunt Mei, be careful that she gets angry."

"Thank you, Aunt Mei'er." Xia Leng thanked the furious Mei'er again and reminded her, "But, Aunt Mei, please stop hitting him. If you continue to hit him, he will turn into a puddle of mud."

Mei'er put away the whip in anger, and said to the bruised monk Qinglian with a lingering anger: "You got it easy."

"Mu Han, Aunt Mei'er, this monk is not simple. He is a member of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance." Xia Leng whispered to Mu Han and Mei'er.

When Mei'er heard the words "Xianxian Alliance", her face changed drastically.

Mu Han frowned, and immediately raised his hand and shot out several cold lights, sealing up Monk Qinglian.