There was an extra chime door inexplicably, and Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a little dizzy. It has only been a month since he entered the apocalypse, and he originally knew very little about this apocalypse. Now, the information that Manager Qian has instilled makes him unable to digest it for a while.
At present, Lin Feng is only a level 5 cultivator. Although he is ranked within a thousand in Tianqi City and has reached the rank of advanced cultivator, his strength is not very strong in the entire apocalypse. There are 100 cities in the entire Shenhua Kingdom. Even if the number of people in each city is the same, Lin Feng will be ranked after 100,000 in the entire Shenhua Kingdom. And according to the former manager, the Qing Sect is spread throughout the Shenhua Kingdom, which is how powerful it is.
Moreover, when Lin Feng accepted the Panlong Chuan as a gift from Ling Nanshan, he had no idea about the Qingmen. At that time, Ling Nanshan only talked about Ling Tian's affairs, but didn't mention anything about the Qingmen. If he had known at that time that accepting the Panlong Chuan would involve accepting such a mess, Lin Feng would never have accepted the Panlong Chuan from Ling Nanshan.
Lin Feng's own life in the apocalypse is a problem, and he has no energy to take care of the Qingmen.
"This is not okay. Accepting the Panlong Chuan is equivalent to taking over the entire Qingmen. Now you are the leader of the Qingmen. How can you just let it go?"
Manager Qian spoke firmly. After hearing Lin Feng's refusal, he said firmly.
If ordinary disciples don't know about the Panlong Bracelet, but as the general manager of the Qing Sect, he knows the meaning of the Panlong Bracelet best. Whoever owns the Panlong Chuan is the master of the Qingmen. Manager Qian has been in the Qingmen since he was a child, and he is loyal to the Qingmen without any second thoughts. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to reach the low position of Qingmen Financial Controller in his thirties. And now the person who owns the Panlong Chuan is the leader of the Qing Sect, and Manager Qian will also be loyal to him.
"Then I'll give you this dragon skewer, and you can be the master."
With that said, Lin Feng was about to take off the coiled dragon skewer in his hand.
How could a sect leader be so easy to do? Lin Feng just wanted to survive well in the apocalypse. Although he also thought about having his own power, that was not how he came about. Now a chime door suddenly appeared, and Lin Feng couldn't accept it for a while. This is as sudden as a small employee who suddenly received the notice to be the general manager one day.
"Absolutely not, according to the ancestral teachings of the Qingmen, the Panlong Zhuan cannot be transferred to others unless you die."
Seeing Lin Feng's move to take off the Panlong Chuan, Manager Qian hurriedly stopped him and said in an anxious tone.
The Panlong Chuan is a keepsake of the Qingmen, and represents the leader of the Qingmen. How could he give it to whomever he wants so childishly
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Lin Feng was speechless. He didn't expect that such words were waiting here. When Ling Nanshan delivered the Panlong Chuan, Lin Feng secretly wondered why he didn't listen carefully. If you had listened carefully to this sentence at that time, you would have thought that there was something wrong with it. Otherwise, there is no way to just say that a bracelet cannot be transferred to others unless it dies.
Lin Feng couldn't help but feel that Ling Nanshan was a bit childish when he gave him the Panlong Chuan. Lin Feng didn't know Ling Nanshan at all. If Ling Tian hadn't been given a few white crystals in the first place, he and Ling Nanshan would never have interacted at all. Lin Feng couldn't figure out why Ling Nanshan entrusted such a large sect directly to him after just one meeting.
"If Old Sect Master Ling can entrust the Panlong Chuan to you, he must be optimistic about your character. In the Qing Sect, only those with good character and virtue can enter the Qing Sect. Therefore, Old Sect Master Ling sees The one who wins will definitely not be wrong. The future of the entire Qingmen depends on you to support it."
Manager Qian continued to incite and said with a sincere expression.
"No, no, you can look for whoever you like. Anyway, I won't be the master of this sect. I have to leave first, so don't follow me."
Lin Feng saw that he couldn't deal with Manager Qian, so he turned around and left.
According to Manager Qian, there used to be more than one million disciples in the Qing Sect. Even if we enter the end of the world, there will still be hundreds of thousands left. Lin Feng is just a 23-year-old young man, how can he have the experience to manage so many people.
Moreover, the most important thing for Lin Feng is to improve his own strength. At this time, the Qingmen coming out will definitely affect Lin Feng's life. Lin Feng's revenge is not that big. Saving the people of the world from fire and water has nothing to do with Lin Feng. As long as he and the people around him can live a good life in the apocalypse, this is enough.
"Master, move slowly!"
Seeing Lin Feng walk away, Manager Qian also knew that forceful melons were not sweet, so it was indeed a bit abrupt to ask Lin Feng to accept the Qingmen all at once.
But Manager Qian will not give up. Ling Nanshan has disappeared for many years, and now he has finally found the owner of the Panlong Chuan. How could Manager Qian give up so easily. In his opinion, Lin Feng simply couldn't accept the reality of being the leader of the Qing Sect. He believed that as long as you work hard enough, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle. One day he will convince Lin Feng to become the leader of the Qing Sect.
Seeing that Lin Feng had gone away, Manager Qian picked up the Doomsday Table and sent messages one by one through the Doomsday Table.
On the way back, Lin Feng had a headache. I secretly said that I really encountered a ghost today. As soon as I went out, there was a chime door. This made Lin Feng feel baffled and even wondered if there was something wrong with the money manager's head.
Today's society has entered the information age. Where can there be any sects? It's not a novel about cultivating immortals. The mercenary groups in the apocalypse are already weird enough, but if someone comes out, Lin Feng feels that this apocalypse is a bit chaotic.
Having said that, it must be a lie if a person has no ambition, but it also depends on the situation.
If it was a force that Lin Feng had worked hard for step by step, Lin Feng would definitely hope that this force would be as powerful as possible. But forces like this falling from the sky are sometimes not necessarily a good thing. While you should follow principles when doing things, you should also look at the specific circumstances of the matter.
Back at the hospital, Lin Feng came to the nursing room. The nursing room was rented together with Ling Tian's ward, and there were two beds in it. Since Ling Tian was hospitalized, Dong Wu and Dou Yuxin took turns taking care of Ling Tian. Those who were free would rest in the nursing room.
Cui Xiaoru and the others also visited Ling Tian, but they didn't stay here due to lack of space. Besides, the house Lin Feng rented also needed someone to take care of it.
Currently, Dou Yuxin is accompanying her in the ward, while Dong Wu and Lin Feng are resting in the nursing room. The sun was almost setting at this time, and there was a glow in the sky.
At this moment, Lin Feng and Dong Wu's apocalyptic watches made a sound at the same time.
"The end of the world is giving out benefits!"
(End of chapter)