Lingxiao Immortal Clan.

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 a familiar 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 away. He walked away from the crowd and walked up to the old monk.

Then, he smiled and joked.

"What the hell, what an evil cultivator? It's the Ling family who will be looking for a new bride 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 middle-aged monk joked.

"It's no wonder that there are so many people gathered here so early in the morning."

"Fellow Daoist Huang, don't tell me, old man, I am really moved. If it weren't for the old man, I am over 90 years old, otherwise I would really go."

"If I am lucky enough to marry Ling's daughter, I won't have to worry about it in this life."

"It is said that the monks of the Ling family who are in the early stages of Qi training are given a salary of five spiritual stones a month, and additional pills are distributed. Totally, they can get at least a dozen spiritual stones worth in a month."

"This benefit alone makes more money than us hard-working casual cultivators who have to go to various places where monsters gather to kill a monster in the middle stage of Qi training."

"If monks like us in the middle stage of Qi training join them, the salary will be as high as ten spiritual stones, and there will be a lot of pills. In a month, we can get at least three to forty spiritual stones worth in our hands."

"This kind of treatment is more than 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 had a look of regret on his face, looked at the notice, and sighed a few words.

"I'm afraid that my mother-in-law will beat me to death." The middle-aged monk surnamed Huang said with a smile.

"Hahaha! It's the same."

"But it stands to reason that your boy is already twenty years old. Why don't you send him to the Ling family for a look?"

The old monk surnamed Li laughed loudly.

"I've thought about this, but my boy only has four spiritual roots and no skills, so I'm afraid that the female cultivator of the Ling family will look down on him."

The middle-aged monk named Huang 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 really comes true, you will be very lucky, fellow Daoist Huang. From now on, you won'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 me, an old man."

The old monk surnamed Li said with a smile.

A look of emotion appeared on the face of the middle-aged monk surnamed Huang. He hesitated for a while, thinking that the Ling family would not be able to delay the hunting of monsters for a few days, so he replied.

"I'm going to call my boy right now. Old man Li, do you want to 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 surnamed Huang. He is not afraid of anything, so he plans to go to the Ling family to see the world.

"Okay, I'm resting anyway, so I'll go with you!"

……

ten days later,

The boundary of 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 outside the light curtain to a hall with a sign of "Ling's Hospitality Hall" .

As time went by, the number of monks gathered outside the hall also increased.

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 advanced stage of Qi training, lined up with a golden dragon that was several feet long. They dispersed countless white mist and quickly flew out from the light curtain with great magnificence.

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 level of the foundation, it crossed the level and killed a monster in the middle stage of the foundation building. Now judging from the aura of this dragon, it has entered the middle stage of the foundation building. I am afraid that at this moment, the strength of this dragon is enough Comparable to a strong person in the late stage of foundation building.”

"Senior Ling Chengxia is really lucky to have such a powerful dragon."

A young casual cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training looked at the golden dragon and secretly envied him.

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.

Then, the ten female cultivators raised their mouths, showing a bit of smiles on their faces, which added to their beauty. Then they bowed their hands and said softly to the monks here.

"I have met fellow Taoists in person!"

Such a soft voice, coupled with the beautiful figures of the ten female cultivators, made the more than [-] male cultivators present excited.

"She is truly a fairy."

"She is worthy of being a female cultivator from a big family like the Ling family. If I can marry such a beauty, it will be worthwhile for me to be a cow and a horse in my next life."

A young, handsome young man with a somewhat pale complexion and heavy dark circles under his eyes, who could be easily seen as someone who likes pornographic pleasures, looked at the ten beautiful Ling family cultivators in front of him, his eyes widened. He muttered something secretly.

The other male cultivators more or less had the same idea, and some even chatted with their companions about which female Ling cultivator was the most beautiful.

"quiet!"

A manly 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 [-]th elder of the Ling family. I will be in charge of this wedding ceremony!"

"Those who are over 40 years old and have not reached the middle stage of Qi training will leave on their own, and those who are over sixty will 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 [-] 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 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 and become 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 300 people. If they can be chosen by me, the female cultivator of the Ling family, they will be my son-in-law."

"If not, each person will be awarded a first-grade high-grade flying sword weapon and 50 yuan of spiritual stones to use as travel expenses."

"For those injured in the battle, I, the Ling Family, will use healing elixirs to treat them. I guarantee that you will leave as you came."

"For those who perform well, I, the Ling family, have other arrangements."

The more than [-] casual cultivators present looked happy when they heard this.

A first-level high-grade flying sword weapon is worth as much as 150 spiritual stones, plus 50 spiritual stones. As long as you get the ranking, you can get something worth 200 spiritual stones.

And life and death are guaranteed.

Don't be afraid even if you fail.

With such a great thing in front of them, 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)