I Just Want To Be Quiet

Li Lieyue's expression was indifferent: "I want him to become the fourth true biography of the Saint Sect."

The three members of the Li clan nodded slightly, none of them showed any unexpected expressions.

A few days ago, Li Lieyue personally returned to the clan, opened the secret storehouse, and took out many treasures of heaven and earth, especially the nine ghosts of excellent quality, which were unique to the Jiu'ali clan.

Originally thought she was going to cultivate by herself, but recently learned that these resources were all given to Pei Ling as the foundation of his heavenly path.

Li Lieyue gave up such a price, and it was definitely not just a return to the other party for the method of building the foundation of the heavens, and there must be more arrangements!

But before these three people came today, Jiu Ali had already conducted a considerable investigation of Pei Ling's son and got some understanding.

Outer door is bigger than the leader, but he was born in a humble background, but he can forge the foundation of heaven and Dao. It can be seen that the other party is extremely talented and has a deep blessing.

With his cultivation base during the Qi training period, he calculated that the two true stories of Su Zhenhe and Zhou Miaoli have now been faintly spread among the high-level Saints.

Such a disposition, such a means, such a qualification... Even if there is no relationship with Li Lieyue, the Li family actually appreciates it, and has the meaning of cultivation.

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The middle-aged monk's eyes flickered, but he shook his head slightly: "I have a high status in the Saint Sect. Not to mention that this generation has a peerless arrogant like you, your brothers and sisters, of course, they are all sad in front of you. Faint, but taking it outside still makes many so-called arrogances beyond reach."

"One more true biography, for my Li family, although I can gain some benefits, it is just the icing on the cake and cannot control the overall situation!"

"Such a return, too little."

"The meaning of the clan is to do nothing and do nothing, just push it to the position of the holy son!"

"But before doing this, two things must be determined."

"The first thing, does he have the patience to assume the position of the saint son?"

"Su Zhenhe, who lives in the Su Clan, is slightly inferior to you, but among many of his peers, he is also an undisputed arrogant talent."

"And with the support of the rest of the stone Su Clan's spare no effort, on the current cultivation base, on the years of experience, on the horizons, on the influence... Pei Ling is simply beyond the reach of the dust now."

"If he fails in the final fight, I will not only lose my investment in vain, the Li family will also have a similar grievance with the Su family."

"It's not worth the loss."

"The second point is that people's hearts are changeable."

"Today, Peiling needs to rely on my Li family in all aspects, and he is naturally humble."

"In the future, his wings are plump, and after his cultivation is successful, will he cross the river and tear down the bridge, betray my Nine A Li family, and even take a blow?"

After the middle-aged monk finished speaking, his eyes were exquisite, his eyes were sharp on the moon.

As one of the three overlord families of the Chongming Sect, the Jiu'ali clan has always been ambitious.

The position of the sovereign over the past dynasties of the saints are all rotated among the three.

The suzerain of this generation was born in the Su Clan, and was also the saint son of the previous generation of Shengzong.

The Sect Master Daolu is the saint of the previous generation, born in the Fuguang Sihong clan.

If Li Lieyue is promoted to the saint, after the current clan director expires, he will inherit the position of suzerain, and under normal circumstances, the contemporary saint son will be the Taoist companion.

If this saint son is Su Zhenhe, then in the next few hundred years, the power of the saintzong will be jointly controlled by the Li clan and the Su clan.

But if the saint sons and saints are all members of the Li family, it means that they will be determined by the nine Li family of the Chongming Sect!

"He won't betray me." Li Lieyue looked indifferent and said, "As for whether he has that ability...I think he has!"

The middle-aged monk frowned when he heard this, and the matter was big. Even if Li Lieyue is the arrogant of the Li family and has been cultivated by the family since childhood, there is no reason to cheat the Li family. However, it is impossible for her to understate a sentence like this. Let Li make such an important decision.

Thinking of this, he bluntly said: "It's a big deal. The family can't make up their minds just because you say nothing."

"There is a cloud in the world, real gold is not afraid of fire."

"If I want my Li family to support him ascended to the position of true biography, and even risk affair with the pillow stone Su family, and seek him the honor of the holy son, he must pass the test of our clan."

"To prove his worth!"

"The position of true transmission is what I ask for him." Li Lieyue said lightly, "As for the position of the holy son... then you have to ask him what he means."

As she said, she said calmly, "Bring Pei Ling."

The phantom maid beside her hurriedly bent her knees: "Yes!"

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In the training room, Pei Ling regained control of the body with the prompt sound of the system ending the training and asking for five-star praise.

He sighed softly, and after days and nights of trusteeship practice, he finally reached the peak of the initial foundation building!

At this moment, the true essence in his body is more than ten times stronger than when the foundation of the road was just built!

If you continue to practice this way, you will be able to break through to the middle stage of foundation building after a few more days of cultivation.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling couldn't help but feel happy.

However, just when he wanted to continue to take care of his cultivation, Wuliu's voice sounded in his ears: "Master wants to see you, come out soon!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling got up immediately, and Jiupai Dao dutifully patted him on his shoulder. He nodded slightly, and quickly put the knife behind him and walked out of the training room.

After a while, Pei Ling, led by Wuliu, came to a side hall and saw Li Lieyue again.

After many days, Li Lieyue's face was still magnificent, the runes between the eyebrows were brighter than the blood, and the brilliance flowed in the eyes, and the black gauze skirt was like smoke and fog.

It's just that her momentum is more aggressive, like a famous sword that is gradually opening, with determination.

In Pei Ling's feelings, the senior sister Li seemed to be slender and weak, but in fact there was an extremely large and fierce power in her body, like a deep, like a prison, and unpredictable.

It seems that these days, Senior Sister Li's cultivation level is also higher.

And not far away from Li Lieyue, three monks with eyebrows were sitting on their backs.

The descriptions are different, and between the eyebrows and eyes, there is a slight similarity with Li Lieyue, and the blood relationship is clear at a glance.

Even the cold breath that flows through the body is exactly the same.

These three monks all cast their eyes at him when Pei Ling entered.

There was a faint scrutiny in their eyes, but they did not hide their appreciation.

"Senior Sister Li." Pei Ling was suspicious in her heart, but she didn't stop at the slightest, she immediately stepped forward, saluted, and said respectfully without squinting.

Li Lieyue nodded slightly, and then said, "These three are from my Nine Ali clan."

She lifted her chin towards the middle-aged monk, "This is my uncle, uncle fifteen."

"The two in the back, the white robe is my clan brother, Li Yanran; the black robe is my clan niece, Li Hange."

She knew very well in her heart that if she was present, Pei Ling would probably think that this was what she meant, and she would definitely agree to compete for the position of the son.

However, Li Lieyue did not want to influence his decision.

As Uncle Fifteen said, this is a big deal, whether it is for the Jiu Ali family or Pei Ling himself.

So she hopes that Pei Ling's final choice is to follow her real ideas.

Therefore, after a brief introduction, Li Lieyue stood up, "I have something else, you talk about it yourself."

After speaking, the black dress walked away.

Watching Li Lieyue leave, Pei Ling's thoughts turned, and immediately went forward to salute the fifteenth uncle: "Junior Pei Ling, I have met Senior Li."

He nodded to Li Yanran and Li Hange again.

The fifteenth uncle nodded slightly and smiled and said, "Master Pei Mai, after you won the first prize in the Outer Sect Competition, you chose the Tianjiao of our clan. So, you and I can be regarded as our own people. You don't need to be formal, just sit down and talk."

When Pei Ling took his seat, Uncle Fifteen was straight to the point: "Master Pei, I wonder if you want to fight for the position of Saint Son of Saint Sect?"