"The deputy clan leader is here this time, either to stop such disputes." Leng Xiaoran seemed very generous, with a sense of a superior aura.
"Haha, I think the Ten Saints of the Hui tribe may have any objections to the current holy tribe." Leng Quan is also worthy of being the deputy clan leader. Although he is doing something in some ways, Leng Xiaoran seems to be a little unfair.
OK, but Leng Xiaoran also needs to inquire about such a person.
"Hmph, you should understand what I mean." At this time, Leng Xiaoran's deep black eyes showed murderous aura.
"This, our water-based tribe members have put the Holy Clan in danger. Now the ten saints appear, only the Holy Son is the leader." Leng Xiaoran understood that Leng Quan's surrender was not an ambitious person, but as
The superiors of the water lineage know very well that they are living a very frustrated life.
"I have to worry about this matter for a while, I have to consider it myself. However, I think the strength of the Holy Clan today seems to be surprisingly strong. I have observed that dozens of young generations have outstanding strength, but they are not inferior to those of the past.
We." Leng Xiaoran had wanted to ask clearly.[
"Hahaha, that is a secret technique created by a veteran of the clan thousands of years ago. After generations of research by the clan, the most amazing secret technique in the clan was finally formed..." Leng Quan 151
The changes in the ten-year-old tribe in the tribe have been revealed.
"What? Use the power of blood to quickly improve one's cultivation." Leng Xiaoran was furious, slapped the table next to him, and then turned into powder with a bang.
"What's wrong with the Holy Son? What's wrong with it?" Leng Quan was shocked and asked hurriedly.
"It's not appropriate to consume blood power. It's to dig a tombstone for descendants, dig up all the wealth of descendants, destroy the future of descendants, and destroy the future of the saints." Leng Xiaoran really didn't expect anyone to think of using this method to slow down.
Erosion of the Holy Clan.
At this time, Leng Qing had already poured the tea and set up a cup of tea for the two of them. Then, Leng Qing sat generously on the side of them, as if she wanted to listen to their opinions.
Leng Quan opened his tiger's eyes and was so scared that Leng Qing jumped. After that, Leng Qing finally muttered something, rolled her eyes and ignored her father. Then, she moved the chair to Leng Xiaoran's side, looking at her eyes shiny.
Leng Xiaoran's face was a little flushed.
"Uh..." Leng Xiaoran shook, a little stunned, and then smiled slightly. He talked to Leng Quan about the matter in the clan again.
"This kind of secret technique is also found in the inheritance of the Ten Saints of ours. I understand that this is a fool's thing to dig a grave. I don't know which fool created this secret technique. Only the clan faces a life-and-death crisis.
Only then will our ten saints pass on this secret technique to the tribe members." Leng Xiaoran sighed, quite helpless.
"Ah, this is actually happening. Then... I have also practiced this secret technique. What should I do?" Leng Qing stood up and exclaimed at Leng Xiaoran.
"Yes!" Leng Quan was shocked when he heard this, and his whole body shook, and almost dropped the teacup in his hand to the ground.
Leng Xiaoran smiled faintly and said, "The disaster has been caused, and we can only remedy it. But don't panic, you must be calm as the Holy Clan Water Clan, and not panic when encountering problems, you can be immortal."
Leng Xiaoran liked this little sister very much. Her right hand was touched by the cold-hearted three thousand black hairs, and her soft hair was hanging on her shoulders, like she was stroking a white cloud.
Leng Qing's face turned red and her eyes were like a pool of spring water, which made Leng Xiaoran slightly stagnant.
Looking at the expressions of these two people, Leng Quan saw them and was happy in his heart.
"Qing'er's talent is rare. Although she is still young, she has already shown her strength. If Deputy Clan leader Lengquan is willing to give up, then I will train her." Leng Xiaoran showed her face.
Smile, but if the word training is in front of those brothers, it will definitely be laughed out loud by everyone.
"How dare you trouble the Holy Son? The little girl has a tough temper, but she wants to bother the Holy Son." Leng Quan immediately changed her words when she said the latter, expressing that she agreed with Leng Xiaoran's approach.
"Ah!" Leng Qing was shocked when she heard this, her little face turned red, and she immediately knelt down in front of Leng Xiaoran, "Disciple Leng Qing pays homage to Master."
"Haha, there is no need to be such a false politeness among the Holy Clan. Leng Qing, as my pioneer disciple, I will not consider you as the daughter of the deputy clan leader. You must be prepared." Leng Xiaoran felt very relieved, but
He also has his own plans.
"It's the master." Leng Qing was obviously very happy. She was able to become her master for the long-awaited Shui Shengzi. Leng Qing never thought that she was in a dream world now.
The most profound thing is unextinguishable.
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The house grabbing is almost over, but some people are still unwilling to accept it. So some people are rude and strive to save their face, so Qian Jiahui, Lao Ma, Jian Jian, Lin Er, and the Littlecock signed with the younger generation of the Holy Clan.
The life and death agreement was just three days later. Since they didn't know that the Ten Saints were causing trouble, there were often raging flames in everyone's eyes.
Leng Xiaoran did not stop this but agreed with everyone's choice. However, Leng Xiaoran knew in his heart that because of the ten thousand years of seal, Leng Xiaoran also had his own face for the failure of this stop.
Plan. But God seems to be helping these young boys who are almost long alive.
Three days later, the holy clan had a vision that alarmed the top leaders of the clan. Moreover, in the forbidden area of the holy clan, the forbidden area of the holy clan was destroyed by the birth of the seven evil heavenly evils, but now it is a holy clan in another forbidden area.
The Monument Tower. Therefore, the farce of life and death agreement ended in a bad mood, becoming a joke that everyone talks about when they are full of food and food.
Leng Xiaoran also tore up the life and death agreement in person. Leng Xiaoran went to the life and death agreement alone and the most arrogant Yan Zhi, the person in charge.
"Oh, this is not the Son of Water, why did the wind blow you to the humble house?" Yan Zhi stared at Leng Xiaoran with a bold and arrogant look.
However, Leng Xiaoran smiled indifferently, then entered Yan Zhi's room and talked about the life and death agreement with Yan Zhi. "I heard that you signed a life and death agreement a few days ago."
"Yes, I have been waiting for the glory of the Holy Son for a long time. Today, if you have such an opportunity, you can ask some of the Holy Sons, it is our honor." Yan Zhi said beautifully.
"It's a bit ridiculous for a child to play house and sign a life-and-death contract." Leng Xiaoran's tone was shocking, and the doubtful look made Yan Zhi excited.
"But……"
"No, but your father is also the leader of the Holy Clan. Do you feel embarrassed to do such a ridiculous and childish thing on your back?" Leng Xiaoran's words made Yan Zhi unable to get down to the ground, Leng Xiaoran also
Yan Rulie must have known about Yan Zhi, and probably agreed very much. But Leng Xiaoran now said that this matter is ridiculous, and said that Yan Rulie didn't know. Could Yan Zhi say that Yan Rulie agreed to this matter?
"The life and death agreement has been signed, so it is impossible to regret..." Yan Zhi is now unwilling to do whatever he wants to be a saint.
"I said to have a fight, I decided on this matter so much. I am more than 10,000 years older than your grandfather and father. In terms of seniority, only one person in the entire holy clan is taller than me." Suddenly, a powerful aura echoed from Leng Xiaoran
With a puff, Yan Zhi's whole body was half kneeling on the ground. The pressure from the bloodline was not possible.
Yan Zhi's face was blue, white, red and purple, and he felt extremely ashamed, and the shadow had been hit deep in Yan Zhi's heart.
...
A few days later, Yan Rulie also sent someone to invite the Ten Saint Sons, and the conversation was about the Holy Monument Building.
On the night before, everyone had already returned to the house to rest, and even the few saints who were chatting were yawning in their residence. In the past few days, Leng Xiaoran's residence can be seen from time to time
A bright figure, Leng Qing, as Leng Xiaoran's closed disciple, also did her duty as a disciple, and she served tea and poured water from time to time.
Therefore, Leng Xiaoran would not be too flirted with her appetite, and often used her cultivation experience to teach Leng love. This lonely talent also made ordinary people jealous and also made Leng Xiaoran extremely satisfied.
Tonight, in Leng Xiaoran's house, the yellow light of the candle was shining. "Hu." Leng Qing sat cross-legged on the bed. After practicing, she let out a long cry with her mouth, obviously extremely tired.
"It's so late, I'm still staying in my room and not leaving. Don't Leng Quan worry about you?" Leng Xiaoran sat at the table, leaning on the table with one hand, and his tone was a little embarrassed.
"Hehe, Master, why would you worry if you are with your father? You will be your teacher for life and your father. Master, do you want to drive me away?" As he said that, his eyes were a little rosy.
"Uh, damn girl!" Leng Xiaoran thought sadly in her heart.
Facing the idol in my heart and the important person in life, Leng Qing stays beside Leng Xiaoran with a silly face.[
"You have a rest first." Leng Xiaoran walked over and patted her lovely head. Then, she walked to the stage and thought about something. Looking at the deep blue sky from afar, Leng Xiaoran was silently staring at the distance, full of all the
The stars in the sky flashed and disappeared, flashing with profound images.
At this time, Leng Xiaoran had already clenched his fists and frowned deeply, as if he was making a difficult decision. Then, Leng Xiaoran looked back and looked at the cold love who was already asleep on the bed. The determined look showed that Leng Xiaoran had already
Decided.
Leng Xiaoran walked to Lengqing's bed and patted Lengqing's smiling face with his right hand, "Girl, wake up."
"Hmm? Don't quarrel!" Leng Qing got up quite reluctantly, with a resentful expression, and frowned when she looked at Leng Xiaoran.
He was shocked by his master's expression, and then, "Hehe, what are the instructions for Master?"
"Qing'er, although Master, although you are more than ten thousand years older than you, I don't know the year when the cold Jiazi in the mountains is gone. I have decided to leave the Holy Clan in a few days." Before Leng Xiaoran finished speaking, Leng's revenge stopped
road.
"Master, you, you want to leave. You have only been a few days in Hui tribe, why should you leave? Is it..."
Leng Xiaoran knew who Leng Qing was going to say, "Those boys are young and energetic and ungrateful, how could I pay attention to them? Once the Ten Holy Sons are born, we will have our mission and our destiny cannot be violated."
"Woo woo." Cold ejaculation whimpered a little.
"Can you wait a few days before leaving?" Leng Qing held Leng Xiaoran's clothes with her little hands, and couldn't help but leave two lines of clear tears.
"Haha, girl, there is a banquet that will never end. Today, there is one thing to tell you." Leng Xiaoran's expression was resolute, and it was impossible for him to change.
"I think you are very talented and a strange creature from the Holy Clan's water system, so you are the meaning of being a disciple, but I can't stay by your side, so I will let you pass on the way of inheritance
You inherit my mantle." Leng Xiaoran was caressed on Leng Qing's head, his eyes full of pampering.
"Hmm? No. I..."
"Qing'er, you must be obedient. I have high expectations for you. Don't let my wishes down."
"Oh." Leng Qing nodded reluctantly.
"Sit cross-legged, the qi is pure dantian, the soul is in the face of the spirit, and the guardian of the altar." Leng Xiaoran said softly.
Leng Qing did it according to Leng Xiaoran's method, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed her eyes, and entered a state of cultivation.
Leng Xiaoran was sitting cross-legged across the sky and Leng Qing. At this time, Leng Xiaoran's aura changed, and the long hair behind her was automatically windy. Her deep eyebrows and eyes slowly emitted a faint blue light.
Concealing soul.
"Drink." Leng Xiaoran shouted lightly, and suddenly a pair of dark blue eyes shot out a pile of condensed blue beams. The beam twisted in the air, and then lingered around Leng Qing, "Uh!" Leng
The love suddenly became a little dizzy.
"The mind and hand are united, and all evils are not invaded." Leng Xiaoran's words turned into waves of air, or like a round halo in the water. Then, Leng Qing's situation improved a little and gradually stabilized.
The blue ripples around her slowly merged into Leng Qing's body. Then, Leng Xiaoran raised her chest flatly and rubbed her continuously. Then, Leng Xiaoran's body gradually emitted a deep light, "Ancestors"
Forgive your sins, Leng Xiaoran, the descendants, came up with this bad strategy to protect the Holy Clan.”
Leng Xiaoran's void betrayed the world, and then, a strange pattern appeared on Leng Xiaoran's forehead, with a dark blue color, with ripples as unrestrained as waves. Then, the pattern gradually spread to Leng Xiaoran's entire body.
Leng Xiaoran was really strange at this time, or like a demon coming to the world.
The momentum around was spreading out like a storm sweeping across the country.
“Inheritance.”
The blue ripples actually spread to Leng Qing's body, gradually spreading from her hands and feet to her head. Then, they disappeared from her hands and feet. Finally, there was a dull blue pattern on Leng Qing's forehead.
Inheritance, inheritance of the saint son, Leng Xiaoran's approach must be a descendant of the ancients, and there will be ten saints in the future.
However, it is surprising that there was a little change on Leng Xiaoran's forehead. Not only did the blue ripples not disappear, but also some changes. A kind of indescribable change seems to have become more profound.
Sweat all over, Leng Xiaoran had already lost her strength, and Leng Qing was also sleeping in the bed...