Lingxiao Immortal Clan

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 couldn't 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 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 by you. If it weren't for the fact that I am over ninety years old, I would still 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 thirty or 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 named 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 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."

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 three hundred.

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 jumped over 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 It’s 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 of whom were very beautiful, had excellent temperaments, and their cultivation was at the middle stage of Qi training, jumped down from ten of the cranes first.

Then, the ten female cultivators raised their mouths, showing a little smile on their faces, which added a bit of beauty to them. They bowed and saluted to the cultivators here and said softly.

"I have met all the Taoist friends!"

Such a gentle voice, coupled with the beautiful figures of the ten female cultivators, attracted the more than 300 male cultivators present.

"She is really a fairy."

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

A young, pale-faced, very dark-eyed handsome young man, who was obviously a person who liked lust, looked at the ten Ling's beautiful female cultivators in front of him, his eyes were bright, and he muttered to himself.

The other male cultivators had more or less the same idea, and some of them were even talking to their companions about which Ling family female cultivator was the most beautiful.

"Silence!"

A male voice with a murderous aura came from the back of the golden dragon.

The next moment, a figure jumped down from the golden dragon.

This person was eight feet tall, and he was filled with a very strong murderous aura, and his eyes were also fierce, and ordinary people did not dare to look directly at him.

"I am Ling Chengxia, the nineteenth elder of the Ling family. I will be in charge of this marriage ceremony!"

"Those over forty years old and whose cultivation has not entered the middle stage of Qi training will leave on their own, and those over sixty years old will also leave."

"If you want to watch, stand farther away, otherwise I don't mind letting you become food in the belly of the dragon next to me."

The golden dragon next to this person, which exuded the pressure of foundation building, had a flash of light in its eyes. It only glanced at the more than three hundred casual cultivators around, and most of them couldn't help but take a few steps back, and they all showed some fear on their faces.

Even dozens of cultivators who were not eligible for this marriage proposal were so scared that they ran a long way before they stopped.

Only dozens of cultivators of different ages looked calm and composed, not afraid of the golden dragon.

"With such a bad character, he still wants to marry into my Ling family. It's really a fool's dream."

Ling Chengxia looked at the cultivators present with contempt and muttered to himself.

Then, he raised his hand and waved it, sending out ten spiritual powers in succession, forcibly blasting out ten deep pits of thirty feet in size around him, and spoke to everyone.

"Ten men will be chosen from the three hundred people. If they are favored by the female cultivators of the Ling family, they will be their husbands."

"If not, each of them will be awarded a first-grade high-quality flying sword and fifty spirit stones as travel expenses for you young friends."

"For those injured in the battle, our Ling family will provide healing pills to treat them. We will ensure that you will leave the same way you came."

"For those who perform well, our Ling family will make other arrangements."

The more than three hundred casual cultivators present were delighted when they heard this.

A first-grade high-quality flying sword is worth one hundred and fifty spirit stones. With the addition of fifty spirit stones, as long as you get a place, you can get something worth two hundred spirit stones.

And life and death are guaranteed.

Even if you fail, you are not afraid.

With such a good thing in front of them, how could they, casual cultivators who make a living by killing monsters, miss it.

Immediately, twenty cultivators jumped into the ten pits and fought one-on-one.

After three days of fighting, the winner was finally decided.

Ten cultivators who were at least at the seventh level of Qi training became the final winners.