Hearing this, Qing Tianyi's expression changed dramatically.

Pre-select a saint, pre-select a saint, and not one will be born in a hundred years.

They are all the first or second generation blood relatives of the Holy Lord.

Among these bloodlines, a supreme saint or saint will be selected every thousand years.

The status of the Holy Son and the Holy Lady is equivalent to the personal inheritance of the Holy Lord, and the minimum achievement in the future is natural selection, even half-step.

Even if they did not become the final Supreme Holy Son, the former pre-selected Saints and Saints were still the powerful ones in Jichi Holy Land.

In Jichi Holy Land, bloodline determines everything.

It turned out that his Qingtianyi bloodline was so thin that it was almost extinguished.

Who would have thought that Qingxuanle could return to his ancestors by blood.

"Meet the Saint!"

Afterwards, those Nascent Souls from Jichi Holy Land who followed Luo Guangliu clasped their fists and bowed.

Even Xiang Minggong, who was arrogant just now, gritted his teeth and bowed his head.

Who would have thought.

In this mere exiled realm, there are actually returnees of the bloodline of the Holy Lord.

The weakest of her bloodline power will be that of the second generation bloodline.

If the woman in front of me returns to Jichi Holy Land, one year later, she will definitely reach Nascent Soul Dzogchen and be able to conquer everything.

The supreme Taoism of Jichi Holy Land is no joke.

It's a pity that only the saint's bloodline has reached a certain level before he is qualified to practice.

"Meet the Saint!"

At this time, Qingtian Yi also lowered his head and bowed respectfully to his daughter.

Qingtianyi recalled Qingxuanle's growth trajectory from childhood to adulthood, and seemed to be able to find some vague signs.

Qing Xuanle's talent is terrifyingly strong.

Her understanding, her perseverance, her persistence and calmness have been superior to ordinary people since she was a child.

"Come here, take the Guiying Pill here, and the inferior low-level elements in your body will be shattered."

"It is impossible for the pre-selected saint of Dangtang Jichi to use this kind of weapon."

After saying this, Luo Guangliu flicked his finger, and a purple pill appeared on his fingertips.

On the outer layer of the elixir, there are layers and layers of auras rolling around, circulating endlessly. At first glance, it looks like it is not an ordinary product.

Bloodline returns to ancestors.

With this kind of qualification, even if Luo Guangliu is the Tianze elder of the Holy Land, he will be rewarded by the Holy Lord.

After all, the more precious the bloodline, the lower the inheritance rate of the heirs born from it.

"Holy girl, please take the Guiying Pill. The elemental weapon given to you by the Tianci Sect is just a low-level piece of garbage. A real strong person will not even bother to use it. This is a great opportunity!"

Seeing that Qing Xuanle was still struggling, Qingtian Yi frowned and reminded him hastily.

Now that the other party was a saint, he didn't dare to scold her loudly.

…

"Great opportunity!"

"It's almost laughable."

"This Gui Ying Dan can indeed cleanse the elements in the monk's body, and you can refine another one."

"But your Jichi Holy Land did not tell this woman that after taking the Guiying Pill, all your memories were erased along with the Yuanqi."

Jichi Holy Land found a pre-selected saint, which made those in Linlu Holy Land very unhappy.

Deng Guanlou glanced at Qingxuanle and reminded him angrily.

Look carefully.

The appearance of this pre-selected saint is worthy of the title saint.

"That's right, Ninth Princess."

"You can also think of the Guiying Pill as a bowl of Meng Po soup. As long as you take it, it is equivalent to being reincarnated."

"In other words, after taking the Guiying Pill, the former Qingxuanle... will die!"

Nie Chenxi took a step forward and smiled sinisterly.

destroy!

They are deliberately sabotaging the plans of Jichi Holy Land.

For the Guiying Pill to be effective, the person who takes it must be willing and actively digest the effects of the medicine, so that the organs and memories can be washed away.

Can't be forced.

…

"Deng Guanlou, what do you mean?"

After the words fell, the Jichi Holy Land was completely silent, and all the eyes under the bamboo hats were staring at Linlu Holy Land with high spirits of war.

Xiang Minggong took a step forward and asked coldly.

"Haha, what do you mean?"

"Is your Jichi Holy Land so despicable?"

"Even if you want to kill people, kill them happily. Why deceive others and let others die inexplicably."

Deng Guanlou smiled disdainfully.

…

Tremble!

Qingxuanle is not stupid.

She became an inexplicable pre-selected saint because her bloodline returned to her ancestors.

But if you want to become a saint, you need to pay a price.

That is to erase all your memories.

It's like being dead.

Qing Xuanle's cheeks were pale and he shook his head fiercely.

no!

Absolutely not.

If it had been Qingtian Yi's order in the past, she might have actually taken this pill.

But now, not possible!

I need to remember that person in my mind.

Although we are not destined to be together, he is the only man I recognize in my heart.

I can die.

But I also want to take all the memories about him to hell.

Inexplicable elixir!

Never agree!

Shake your head!

Qing Xuanle shook his head vigorously.

…

far away!

Everyone in the Tianci Sect froze their breathing and their thoughts almost stopped.

Wash away the memory.

That's really the same as killing you.

"Ninth Princess!"

Tang Duanying looked at the helpless Qing Xuanle, and her heart ached.

This poor princess has suffered too much in her life.

…

"Actually, there's no need to be too anxious. Saint, you can think about it first."
To be continued...