"This matter is not fair to you!"

Su Qingyan opened his lips in person, his teeth were full of snow, and his voice was like a silver bell, and when everyone heard it, he only felt his heart tremble, like a spring breeze transiting, which made people feel refreshed.

Qin Xianglin also had this idea in his heart, and he always felt that something was wrong, but for a while, he couldn't find what was wrong. If you can't find something unreasonable, but you don't accept it, it will become unreasonable, and you will lose the game and lose people.

What Qin Xianglin never expected was that the person who could stand up and speak for Qin Xianglin at this moment turned out to be a peerless woman who he had never met.

Su Qingyan's personality is cold, giving people a feeling of coldness, she never likes to show her head or join in the fun, but she is kind-hearted and a woman with a great sense of justice.

The reason why Su Qingyan paid attention to Qin Xianglin was entirely because of Zhang Qingling's attitude towards Qin Xianglin. Practicing together, Su Qingyan and Zhang Qingling have known each other since childhood, have the same personality and language, and are close friends in the boudoir, which is also the case, Su Qingyan can see that Zhang Qingling is different from other men for this young man named Qin Xianglin, and seems to have a little love in it. Out of curiosity, Su Qingyan paid close attention to observe what was different about this Qin Xianglin.

Before going up the mountain, the elders in the door told everyone to be careful of Qin Xianglin, saying that he had a strange vision, and Su Qingyan also had expectations in his heart, wanting Qin Xianglin's cultivation ability. The result was that Su Qingyan was a little disappointed, after all, Qin Xianglin didn't even enter the top 30 in the selection conference, and this strength can't be said to be strong.

And what really made Su Qingyan feel that Qin Xianglin was different, what was unique was what Qin Xianglin said to the old monk about his uncle Zhou Chenggang.

"In other days, I will definitely find out about Uncle Zhou's death, but if I know who the murderer of Uncle Zhou is, no matter what position this person holds and what the means are, I will fight to the end together, and I will bring the murderer to justice!"

Qin Xianglin said these words arrogantly and fearlessly, but he didn't say it to anyone, but from the bottom of his heart, and every sentence was sincere. And when he spoke, Qin Xianglin was facing the Lord of the Underworld God Sealing Disillusionment, Qin Xianglin's face did not change, and his expression was resolute.

It is a kind of manhood that moves forward bravely and is not afraid of heaven and earth, and it is this spirit that makes Su Qingyan and Qin Xianglin a little more admired.

This matter has already subsided, and the old monk of illusion has already prepared a list, ready to leave, and go to the underworld to make a business, but he heard that someone in Zhengyi was still questioning, and looked over according to the voice, and saw Su Qingyan, one of the three young masters in Zhengyi, he didn't feel frowning, and asked, "This nephew?" Tell me how unfair it is. ”

The old monk of illusion spoke extremely politely to Su Qingyan. This is because Su Qingyan is the leader of the younger generation of masters, and secondly, because of the new Underworld God Seal, this Su Qingyan has an extremely high probability. The third reason is that Su Qingyan is young and beautiful, and he can be called a peerless beauty, although the extermination of the old monk is a monk, and his own cultivation is extremely high, although he does not have bad intentions towards Su Qingyan, but he also has pity.

Su Qingyan heard the old monk of illusion ask her, and immediately walked from the crowd to the middle of the crowd, arched his hand at the old monk of illusion, and said in a respectful tone: "Lord Shenfeng, then I will tell me my reason!" ”

Everyone saw Su Qingyan walking out of the crowd, just like a white lotus flower suddenly blooming in front of everyone, and they only felt fascinated, as if they were drunk. Not to mention whether Su Qingyan is reasonable, even if Su Qingyan is messing around, the men present are willing to believe it.

"Lord Shenfeng, the ranking of the selection conference is based on the two criteria of results and time, and the time is limited to one stick of incense, right?" Su Qingyan said slowly, his voice was like a breeze blowing willows, refreshing people's hearts, making people feel extremely comfortable when they heard it.

"Not bad!" The old monk nodded and replied.

"So, after the bell rings for the selection meeting, it means that the competition time has run out? Yes and no? Su Qingyan then asked.

"Yes!" The old monk replied.

Qin Xianglin stood aside, and when he heard Su Qingyan say this, he immediately reacted, he felt that there was something he hadn't figured out before, what it was, but he couldn't figure it out, and when he heard Su Qingyan talk about the time, Qin Xianglin immediately reacted, and understood in his heart what the problem was.

Qin Xianglin had already figured out the unfairness, but he was not in a hurry to express it, and there was no impatience on his face, he just stood quietly and listened to Su Qingyan.

Hearing Su Qingyan continue, "Since the competition time has ended, the time of queuing up for registration should not be counted in it, so the time spent by those who come down the mountain to register is a stick of incense, and Qin Xianglin collected a soul body in the time of a stick of incense, which is the same as the time of the players before him, and the result is the same, why should he be eliminated?" ”

Su Qingyan's words landed, but everyone present did not react, everyone was intoxicated to see Su Qingyan's expression, as for what she said, it didn't matter, and no few people were listening attentively.

The old monk couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and stammered a little: "This...... Well...... this."

According to the rules, Qin Xianglin can be promoted, but this time, the prefecture intends to control the number of people within 100 people at the selection meeting.

Zhang Huanian stood aside, looking at the old monk with a smile, but he didn't say anything. In fact, as soon as Su Qingyan said the time, Zhang Huanian had already let it go, knowing that Qin Xianglin should be promoted, but it was inconvenient to speak at the moment, after all, this question was raised by a disciple of Zhengyi, if Zhang Huanian pleaded with the old monk for Qin Xianglin again, then there would be some taste of Zhengyi's oppressive situation.

The problem has been pointed out, this is indeed unfair to Qin Xianglin, and the old monk must come up with a solution.

At this moment, Qin Xianglin's gaze had already fallen on the old monk who had destroyed illusions. Before, Qin Xianglin apologized and left directly because he didn't think about the problem clearly, and he did things neatly and very freely. Now, the problem has been found out, and the problem lies with the old monk himself, but the old monk is hesitant.

"Mida Buddha ......"

A Buddha horn sounded from the crowd, and the Wubei Elder of Bodhi Temple strode over. Qin Xianglin's gaze fell on Elder Wubei, how things are going, Elder Wubei will make the final decision.

Zhang Huanian stood aside, his expression was relaxed, the development of things was under control, no matter what he said at this moment, in terms of attracting talents, Zhengyi was already ahead of the Bodhi Temple. Moreover, as the master of the Elder Wubei of the Bodhi Temple, Zhang Huanian had almost calculated what he would say.

In this selection meeting, there is indeed an element of human manipulation in the old monk of illusion, since the matter has been broken, Qin Linxiang will inevitably be promoted, but in this matter, the old monk of illusion is the god of the underworld, and it is impossible for the chief examiner of this exam to take the initiative to admit his mistake to Qin Xianglin.

Qin Xianglin can be promoted, but it can't be proposed by Su Qingyan, and the old monk will change the result. Although Su Qingyan is good enough, after all, his reputation and status are insufficient, and he is a junior in the Zhengyi Sect, the old monk of illusion cannot change because of Su Qingyan's words, he needs a higher level.

This step can only be given by the two leading figures present at the moment, Zhang Huanian and Master Wubei.

Zhang Huanian naturally saw through everything, but he didn't speak. At this time, the most suitable candidate is not Zhengyi but Bodhi Temple, after all, the old monk of illusion is a person in Buddhism.

At this moment, Master Wubei walked out of the crowd and sent this step to the old monk of disillusionment.

"Mida Buddha...... The saint must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, Senior Brother Illusion is your carelessness this time, Qin Shaoxia, you should be promoted! "Master Wu Compassion said.

On the surface, it seems that the old monk of illusion has spoken for Qin Xianglin again, but in fact, he has already given the old monk of illusion a very high level. The opening sentence "A saint must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts" was covered up, and the old monk of illusion was suspected of operating in the dark. As soon as these words came out, others naturally wouldn't be chasing anything.

Sure enough, the old monk of illusion heard Wubei say this, nodded, and said, "Yes, I was careless!" After speaking, he put the list in front of the table, picked up the pen himself, but did not rush to register, but looked at Qin Xianglin, and asked slowly: "Qin Xianglin, where is the soul body in your hand?" ”

Qin Xianglin strode over, took out the yellow talisman that suppressed the succubus from his body, but did not say a word.

At this moment, Qin Xianglin had already seen clearly that his elimination was not a rule at all, but a dark box operation of the old monk of illusion, not to mention what purpose the old monk of illusion did this, this Liang Zi could be regarded as a conclusion with Qin Xianglin.

Seeing that Qin Xianglin's eyes were not good, the old monk of illusion did not say a word, and roughly guessed what Qin Xianglin was thinking, but he didn't care. After all, even if Qin Xianglin is promoted, Qin Xianglin is just a little minion who is ranked low and has no sect background, and he may be able to continue to compete, but it is almost impossible to become a god in the underworld. As long as Qin Xianglin can't become a god in the underworld, even if he enters the top thirty, or the second place in this selection, it will not affect him in the slightest.

There are only 10 gods in the underworld, how transcendent is their status? In the world, it represents the authority of the underworld, and in the underworld, it is a gold medal walking, and the status is far beyond that of the city god, theoretically lower than the Yin Si Lord, but in fact, because of the close relationship with the Yin and Yang Governor, it is slightly higher than the Yin Si Lord.

Ordinary people lost this opportunity to go directly to the Divine Seal of the Underworld, not to mention that it is extremely difficult to achieve the position of Lord Yin Si, even to become a local City God.

Therefore, for Qin Xianglin's hatred, the old monk of illusion did not take it to heart.