Chapter 615 The Ling family recruits a son-in-law (2600 words, please subscribe)
The boundary of Lingxiao Mountains.
"Qunshanfang City", there are monks standing in front of a public notice board on the edge of the main avenue.
An old monk who was positioned further back and could not see the content on the bulletin board asked loudly to an acquaintance middle-aged monk who was closer to the bulletin board.
"Huang Daoyou, Huang Daoyou, what does the notice say?"
"Which evil cultivator has his face known and is wanted by the Ling family with a reward?"
The middle-aged monk named "Huang Daoyou" in front heard the call and turned to look at the old monk behind him. Seeing that he was an acquaintance, he happened to have finished reading the content on the notice board, so he slowly squeezed through the crowd and walked to the old monk.
Then he smiled and joked.
"What the hell, what kind of evil cultivator is this? The Ling family is going to be recruiting couples in ten days."
"Old Litou, you are still strong, why don't you give it a try? ?”
The white-haired old monk's eyes trembled and he asked again. "The Ling family? But the Lingxiao Ling family, the overlord of this realm?"
"Yes! Old Li Tou, are you excited?"
"Hahaha!" The young monk joked.
“It’s no wonder, so early in the morning, there are so many people gathered here.”
“Fellow Daoist Huang, don’t tell me, I am really moved by the old man. If it weren’t for the old man, I I am over ninety years old, otherwise I would really go.”
"If I am lucky enough to marry a daughter of the Ling family, I won't have to worry about it in this life."
"It is said that the monks of the Ling family in the early stages of Qi training will receive a salary of five spiritual stones a month. There are also extra elixirs given out, so you can get at least ten spiritual stones worth in a month."
"This benefit alone is more exhausting than the hard-working casual cultivators like us. Tired of traveling to various places In the gathering place of beasts, you can earn more by killing a monster in the middle stage of Qi training."
"If monks like us in the middle stage of Qi training join it, the salary will be as high as ten spirit stones, and the pills will be even more expensive. More, you can get at least thirty to forty spiritual stones in your hands in a month."
"This kind of treatment is twice as good as other foundation-building families."
"You are not moved by the treatment you receive from fellow Daoist Huang?"
The white-haired old monk looked at the notice with a look of regret and sighed.
“I’m afraid that my mother-in-law will beat me to death.” The middle-aged monk named Huang said with a smile.
“Hahaha! That’s right.”
“But it stands to reason that your boy is already twenty years old. Why don’t you send him to Ling’s for a look?”
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The old monk surnamed Li laughed loudly.
"I have thought about this, but my boy only has four spiritual roots and no skills, so I am afraid that the female cultivator of the Ling family will not look down on him."
That boy with the surname Huang. The middle-aged monk said helplessly.
"Anyway, this place is not far from the Lingxiao Plain where the Ling family is based. Let's give it a try."
"If it is really possible, you will be very lucky, fellow Daoist Huang. You don’t need to go out and kill monsters every day.”
"At that time, if your boy seeks an official position in the Ling family, don't forget about me, an old man."
The old monk surnamed Li said with a smile.
The middle-aged monk surnamed Huang had a look of emotion on his face. He hesitated for a while, thinking that going to the Ling family would not delay his hunting of monsters for a few days, so he replied.
"I'm going to ask my boy to come. Old man Li, can you come with me?"
The old monk surnamed Li has known the monk surnamed Huang for decades. , and his cultivation level is higher than that of the monk named Huang, so he is not afraid of anything, so he plans to go to the Ling family to see the world.
"Okay, I am resting anyway, so I will accompany you for a walk!"
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Ten days later,
the boundary of the Lingxiao Mountains.
Deep in the Lingxiao Mountains, there is a land of thousands of feet covered by clouds and mist.
With sharp eyes looking through the clouds and mist, one can also slightly see a huge light curtain in the clouds and mist.
As for the situation inside the light curtain, it is difficult to see clearly.
However, from time to time, there would be a few cranes or monks wearing Ling's robes flying in and out of the light curtain, which only added to the sense of mystery within the light curtain.
At this time, there were also many monks from the outside using flying magic weapons, spirit beasts, or using their legs to attack, and rushed to a building outside the light curtain with the words "Ling's Hospitality Hall" hanging on it. "Outside the main hall of the sign.
As time goes by, the number of monks gathered outside the hall is increasing.
A rough estimate is that there are at least more than 300 people. When the sun hung at its highest point in the sky, when the sun was at its most poisonous, a huge copper bell sounded from the light curtain behind the reception hall.
“Boom!”
Ten cranes, all of which were in the late stage of Qi training, followed a golden dragon several feet long in a row, scattering countless The white mist, extremely majestic, quickly flew out from the light curtain.
The more than three hundred casual cultivators waiting outside the guest reception hall all fixed their eyes on the golden dragon, showing envy.
"This golden dragon should be that of Ling Chengxia, the only son of Patriarch Ling Pengyun."
"It is rumored that when this dragon was building the second floor of the foundation, he jumped over the steps and killed a mid-stage foundation-building dragon. The monster beast, now looking at the aura of this dragon, has entered the middle stage of foundation building. I am afraid that at this moment, this head The strength of the dragon is comparable to that of a strong person in the late stage of foundation building. "Senior Ling Chengxia is really lucky to have such a powerful dragon."
A young man. I was quietly practicing in the middle of my Qi training, looking at the golden dragon and secretly feeling envious.
Soon, the ten cranes fell from the sky outside the reception hall.
Ten young female cultivators wearing Ling's Taoist robes, all very beautiful, with good temperament, and with cultivation levels of the middle stage of Qi training, were the first to jump down from ten of the cranes.
Subsequently, the ten female cultivators raised the corners of their mouths, showing a bit of smiles on their faces, which added to their sense of beauty. Then they bowed their hands and said softly to the monks here.
"I have met all of you fellow Taoists!"
Such a soft voice, coupled with the beautiful figures of the ten female cultivators, attracted the attention of the more than 300 male cultivators present. Very excited.
“She is truly a fairy.”
"As expected of a female cultivator from a big family like the Ling family. If I can marry such a beautiful woman, it will be worthwhile for me to be a cow and a horse in my next life."
A young man with a somewhat pale complexion , a handsome young man with extremely dark circles under his eyes, who could easily be seen as someone who loves pornographic pleasures. Looking at the ten beautiful cultivators of the Ling family in front of him, his eyes were bright and he muttered to himself.
The rest of the male cultivators have more or less the same idea, and there are even some male cultivators who are chatting with their companions about which female cultivator of the Ling family is the most beautiful.
“Quiet!”
A man’s voice with a chilling air came from the back of the golden dragon.
The next moment, a figure jumped down from the golden dragon.
This man was eight feet tall, and his body was filled with an extremely strong murderous aura. His eyes were so vicious that ordinary people would not dare to look directly at him.
"I am Ling Chengxia, the 19th elder of the Ling family. I will be responsible for the wedding ceremony!" Leave, and those over sixty also leave."
"If you want to watch, stand farther away, otherwise I don't mind letting you become the food of the dragon beside me."
The golden dragon next to this person exuded the pressure of foundation building, his eyes flashed, and he just glanced at the more than 300 casual cultivators around him. Most of the casual cultivators couldn't help but take a few steps back. There was more or less a look of fear on his face.
Even dozens of monks who were not eligible for this recruitment were so frightened that they ran away for a long distance before stopping.
Only dozens of monks of different ages looked calm and calm as usual, not afraid of the golden dragon.
"With such a bad character, he still wants to marry my Ling family as his son-in-law. It is really a fool's dream."
Ling Chengxia glanced at the monks present with disdain and muttered to himself.
Then, he raised his hand and fired ten rays of spiritual power in succession, blasting out ten thirty-foot deep pits around him, and spoke to the crowd.
"Ten people will be chosen among the three hundred people. If they can be chosen by me, the female cultivator of the Ling family, they will be our son-in-law."
"If not, each person will be awarded a first-level prize. The high-grade flying sword weapon and fifty spiritual stones serve as a guide for all of you. Fee."
"For those who are injured in the battle, I, the Ling Family, will treat them with healing elixirs, and I will ensure that you leave as you came."
"For those who perform well, I, the Ling Family, will treat them with healing elixirs. There are other arrangements.”
The more than 300 casual cultivators present looked happy when they heard this.
A first-level high-grade flying sword weapon is worth one hundred and fifty spiritual stones. With fifty spiritual stones added to it, as long as you get the ranking, you can get two hundred spiritual stones. things.
And life and death are guaranteed.
Don’t be afraid even if you fail.
With such a great thing in front of us, how could they, the casual cultivators who make a living by killing monsters and beasts, miss it.
Immediately, twenty monks jumped into the ten large pits first and fought together one on one.
After three consecutive days, the winner was finally decided.
Ten monks who were at least at the seventh level of Qi training became the final winners.
(End of this chapter)