What's more, this time the Ancient Wasteland Holy Land is not just recruiting people, but directly giving out the position of the Deputy Holy Master.

As long as you are a normal monk, there is no reason to refuse.

Just when Bei Jue thought there was no accident, Shen Changqing's voice came.

"I am honored to be valued by the Ancient Holy Land, but I have always been used to freedom and not accustomed to being restricted, so I still need to consider what the Lord God said."

"God Lord Hongling agrees to...what?"

As soon as Bei Jue said the words, he suddenly reacted and looked at Shen Changqing with eyes full of disbelief.

What is the other person saying?

This is rejection!

The so-called consideration is just a casual talk, and normal people can hear the rejection in the other party's words.

This completely caught Bei Jue off guard.

At this time, it was difficult to maintain the smile on his face, and his expression was slightly solemn.

"God Lord Hongling must understand that catastrophes are happening frequently these days, and no matter how strong the individual cultivators are, it is difficult for them to protect themselves. Only by joining other forces and combining the strength of a group of monks can we truly survive the catastrophes.

Our Ancient Wasteland Holy Land is second to none in terms of strength in the entire Ancient Wasteland, not to mention that the position of Deputy Holy Master is also highly respected, so why do you need to think so much."

"I understand the Lord Shen's good intentions, but this matter is not trivial, so I need to think about it carefully. When I make a decision, I will inform the Lord Shen as soon as possible!"

"Okay, since you have made up your mind, I won't force you. I'll take my leave!"

Bei Jue didn't say any more. As a divine king, he also wanted to save face. He was rejected by Shen Changqing again and again, so he had no intention of continuing.

so.

When the voice fell.

Bei Jue simply led the other monks away.

Watching the people leaving, the smile on Shen Changqing's face gradually faded, and his eyes gradually became calm, but it was a bit scary.

"This time, I have offended the Ancient Wasteland Holy Land. I just hope you can be more sensible, otherwise, there will be no need for the Ancient Wasteland Holy Land to exist!"

Bei Jue was rejected by himself and felt dissatisfied, and Shen Changqing could see it clearly.

but.

The other party is dissatisfied, and as long as it doesn't affect him, he doesn't bother to care.

But if the Ancient Wasteland Holy Land becomes angry because of this, Shen Changqing doesn't mind taking action personally to wipe out the Ancient Wasteland Holy Land.

A declining Holy Land sect.

to be honest.

Shen Changqing really didn't put the ancient holy land in his eyes.

Even in the ancient Holy Land where the God-Emperor was in charge and was at its peak, he would not feel any pressure.

…

the other side.

Coming out of Shen Changqing's mansion, Bei Jue's originally unattractive complexion turned completely gloomy, and it was as black as ink, as if it could drip water.

"Deputy Holy Master, what should I do now?"

An elder frowned slightly.

Shen Changqing's refusal also surprised them.

Bei Jue's voice was indifferent: "The one who wants to consider it, let him think about it carefully, and then wait for the auction first. The third-level master's talisman is also of great use to the Holy Land.

If you can get them all, they will be of great use!"
Chapter completed!