Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Chapter 347 Good News from the Qing Clan

Li Changtao is still investigating the details of the Qing clan.

Suddenly he found that the junior brother he was looking for was back.

"Brother, you want to avenge me!" The younger brother told me what happened in the dungeon with a bitter look on his face.

"It's him."

Li Changtao pondered for a moment and gradually narrowed his eyes.

"Senior brother, do you know that person?" the younger junior brother asked.

"We had a chance encounter." Li Changtao glanced at his junior brother, "So, after you awakened, you heard that the Qing tribe could solve puzzles, so you went there?"

The junior brother nodded, "Who knew they would fight each other when they meet?"

"madness."

Li Changtao reprimanded, "How many times have I told you that cultivation is a private matter and must be kept secret. This world is dangerous and you can't believe anything others say."

"Yes, yes, I remember it. Senior brother, please avenge me quickly."

"No, this Qing clan is not simple."

Li Changtao said: "That person is too strong. It's hard to imagine that there are foreigners who are better at hiding than my Xuanwu clan."

He investigated for a long time, but found nothing. He only knew that they were related to the previous era. There was a huge monument in the back garden, which was very hard and looked like a magic weapon.

Maybe, this is another big clan that is not weaker than my Xuanwu clan.

Based on the strength that the leader showed at that time, even if he only had seven or eight hands hidden, his own strength was at least at the Nascent Soul stage.

If so, it's too scary.

After all, that substitute has 30% of my strength, but he was killed in one move.

"Senior brother, don't think about it so much." The younger junior brother said, "You will know if they have any trump card if you kill him."

"Shut up! How many times have I told you to be prudent in your actions!"

A brittle chestnut fell on the little junior brother's head.

Then, Li Changtao took out the communication weapon.

"Master."

"Yes, it's me, Tao'er."

He held the communication instrument and hit him again with his knuckles, "That's it. My junior brother was beaten by someone else. Listen, he's still crying."

"It's a tribe called Qing Clan, it's a bit evil, and I failed miserably. Yes, I need three helpers from the mid-stage Nascent Soul."

Xuanwu tribe.

An old Taoist put down his communication weapon with a cold look on his face.

"Come here and arrange for three elders from the late Nascent Soul stage to go to the Old Continent and give them a task."

"Tell them to be careful and just listen to Chang Tao's arrangements. The opponent this time is very evil. I'm afraid there are masters in the transformation stage of the gods."

"Hey! Where did this wild tribe come from, you shameless brat!"

…

Qing tribe.

"Have everyone been dealt with?" the leader of the Qing tribe asked.

He stepped out of the tub, took a towel, and wiped himself.

From time to time, insects, shed rotting skin, and foul-smelling green pus fell down. The leader twisted the towel and pulled out countless green threads and fell to the ground.

But after wiping it off, the new skin under the mucus became white, but it looked very sick, without a trace of ruddy blood.

The commander stared for a while, his expression remained unchanged, "The leader's cultivation is getting more and more advanced."

"Barely making some progress."

The leader smiled lightly, and a strange green light appeared in his eyes, "It's just a matter of forcefully using the strongest Dao Fruit. Even with the secret method left over from the previous era, it is difficult to completely match the spiritual root.

There is still some rejection at the foundation, and it will take some time for it to settle.”

The commander laughed dryly, "The leader is speaking more and more like an ancient clan. This parasite is really powerful. I don't even know if we are evil cultivators now or what."

The leader's eyes were dazed for a moment. The impression of "parasite" in his mind was getting weaker and weaker, but he didn't care. After all, there were too many things going on recently.

"Are there any obstacles in dealing with those people in the dungeon?" the leader asked.

The commander said: "No, it's very simple. They all committed suicide. I didn't even do anything, and all the bodies were burned."

suicide?

The leader felt strange. Those people were very tough-talking and did not look like they would commit suicide.

Turning his head to look, the commander looked very calm, so he didn't think much about it.

This person is still very confident in doing things. After he comes out of the mountain, he needs to promote more talents, and he can't do everything by himself.

"By the way, I heard before that the envoy of the Golden Crow tribe came to you to go to the dungeon to ask for someone. Did you send him away? Won't he come to cause trouble again?" the commander asked.

He clearly didn't see anyone else going to the dungeon except him.

The place is heavily guarded and nothing but flies can fly in.

The leader smiled and said, "We used some special means to change their memories, so you don't have to worry about it."

"By the way, there is something else you need to prepare for," the leader said.

"What's up?"

"Three days later, I have invited all the tribes to participate in the mountain ceremony."

The leader smiled and said, "Go and prepare things. I want to give the world a surprise."

…

[A safe life: The Jinwu tribe and the Xuanwu tribe have made moves recently, do you know? 】

【Xiao Si: What's the matter?】

[Safe life: I heard that the Qing people are going to hold a grand ceremony. On the day of their coming out of the mountains, they will publicly invite guests from Zhongzhou and give gifts to them if they form an alliance.

Now the Xuanwu tribe and the Golden Crow tribe have gone, and there are still several masters who are full of sincerity.]

Bai Bing's heart moved slightly. Those two hundred and fifty people should have gone back. He didn't know how to face the family with his current status, so he wrote:

【No other news?】

[A safe life: Yes, it’s still confidential information.]

【Xiao Si: Tell me.】

[Safe life: I heard that a young disciple of the Xuanwu Clan was beaten by the Qing Clan. Li Changtao was beaten when he tried to recover the situation. The opponent was very strong, possibly a master of the God Transformation Stage. The Xuanwu Clan had already sent three

The ancestor went over and prepared to settle accounts.

There is also the Golden Crow tribe. That Ye Wuchen went back to complain and said that the Qing tribe secretly scolded them for being ugly. Ye Wuchen wanted to refute so he was beaten. Now the Golden Crow tribe is very angry and thinks that what they said is wrong and wants to settle the score with them.

Of course, this is something I just heard about, it’s very confidential, don’t tell anyone.]

[Xiaosi:...]

Just then.

Outside the Qing tribe, a young girl appeared.

Wearing a jumpsuit and a hat covering half of his face.

"Excuse me, is this the Qing tribe here?" A calm voice came from under the brim of the hat.

"Yes, you are also here to attend the ceremony? Which tribe?" a shirtless native asked enthusiastically.

"What ceremony?"

The girl paused and asked, "Who is coming to participate?"

"The Golden Crow and Xuanwu tribe are here, as well as more than a dozen other races from Zhongzhou."

The native said in a rich voice, "Which tribe are you from? If you want to form an alliance with our Qing tribe, hurry up. We won't wait until the deadline!"

"Are you Qing people so popular?" the girl asked.

"That is necessary." The native smiled and said: "Who is the Qing clan? The descendants of the previous era have a unique inheritance. Even the Divine Phoenix clan will be stepped on in the future."

"Is there someone from the Divine Phoenix Clan coming too?" the girl asked.

"Not yet, but it will happen sooner or later."

"No more." The girl said calmly.

"Girl, what do you mean?"

The girl stopped talking and looked around under the brim of her hat. When she saw no one, she reached out and pulled the brim of her hat and left.

The native man shivered and did not dare to ask any more questions. He accidentally caught a glimpse of those eyes, burning with golden light.

"It's like I owe you three kilograms of soybeans."

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(End of chapter)