"Ah Mei !!"

Jiang Lan's body shook suddenly, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his eyes looking at Jiang Yan were full of surprise and disbelief.

But soon, he recovered and asked a little eagerly, "Yan'er, what did you say......... Is the resurrection real? ”

Zuo Qiumei, the God King of Life, this is the biggest pain in Jiang Lan's life.

Zuo Qiumei, who was originally Jiang Lan's confidante, became cannon fodder in the confrontation and collision between the Holy Emperor's forces and the scattered cultivation forces. Jiang Lan watched his sweetheart die, but he couldn't do anything, and he was disheartened from then on.

Jiang Yan was also frightened by Jiang Lan's change, and hurriedly said, "This...... I heard that the master of the group leader is Da Luo, who knows everything and is omnipotent, so I think it should not be impossible to resurrect Aunt Zuoqiu. ”

"Da Luo?"

Jiang Lan lost his mind slightly, remembering Jiang Yan's previous description of Da Luo, his expression was a little solemn.

Is there really such a powerful person in this world?

……

"What? Let my master resurrect Zuo Qiumei? ”

In the chat group interface, Gu Kun looked at Jiang Yan's request, holding his forehead with one hand, and didn't know what to say about her.

"Group leader, my Uncle Lan fell in love with Aunt Zuo Qiu back then, and the result was ......"

"Don't say it, I know what's going on, it's nothing more than a confidante who was besieged, and finally fell and his soul was scattered, and he couldn't do anything." This kind of online text, Gu Kun said that it is not strange that Lao Tzu has seen a lot before he crosses.

"Huh? Group leader, do you know about my Uncle Lan? Then see if you can invite your master to ......" Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, and asked expectantly.

Gu Kun directly interrupted Jiang Yan and replied, "Under Da Luo, there are all ants." ”

After sending this speech, Gu Kun's avatar was displayed offline, and Jiang Yan was a little overwhelmed.

In the grand and boundless hall, Chuan Yun looked at Jiang Yan's speech, shook his head with a light smile, picked up a cup of tea from the board, and looked at the Enlightenment tea leaves lying quietly in the tea, with the Great Dao veins, the Taoist rhyme, and the fragrance, made people feel refreshed!

"Jiang Yan, you still don't want to fight the group leader teacher's idea."

"Why?" Jiang Yan asked puzzled.

"Da Luo is such a supreme existence, how can it be so easy to ask them to make a move?"

After replying to Jiang Yan, Chuan Yun continued to taste the tea carefully, took a sip gently, the tea was in the mouth, the tea was fragrant, and the rich life essence spread in his body, washing his limbs and bones, and at the same time, countless heaven and earth wisdom came to mind, and the whole person fell into a state of near epiphany.

After going offline from the chat group, Gu Kun recalled Jiang Yan's request just now, his face was cloudy, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

When I Wuzhuang Guan is engaged in charity? Do you still want to ask Da Luo to help? You'd better wash and sleep.

You want to resurrect Zuo Qiumei, it's simple.

Just wait for your brother-in-law to become the master of Hongmeng, and ask him.

……

In the elegant and exquisite pavilion, Zhen Yuanzi sat leisurely on the stone bench, looking intently at the simple Taoist book in his hand, and in front of him stood a young Taoist with a respectful and humble face, as in the past.

After about a stick of incense, Zhen Yuanzi put down the Taoist book in his hand, picked up a cup of tea, looked at Gu Kun in front of him, and said with a pleasant face, "Disciple, last time you were in that world, you met the Heavenly Emperor there." ”

"Master, this is indeed the case" Gu Kun did not hide it, and said with a slight bow, "The Taoist friend that the disciple met through the chat group encountered some trouble in that world, so the disciple went on a trip in person. ”

After a pause, Gu Kun said in a deep voice, "Although the disciple's Daoist friend had some conflicts with the monks of that world, in the end, the disciple came forward and resolved the dispute peacefully, and by the way, he made some deals with the Heavenly Emperor. ”

For Gu Kun's exchange of the Ancestral Sword with the Flood Desolation Alchemy Technique, Zhen Yuanzi reacted mediocrely, and just took a sip of tea, as if he didn't care about it.

"Disciple, do you really want to know that Heavenly Emperor Fuxi" Putting down the teacup in his hand, Zhen Yuanzi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Which is the trumpet of the great power of the wilderness?" ”

"The disciple is stupid, please ask the master for advice." Gu Kun arched his hand, raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but ask, "Master, could it be that one?" ”

Zhen Yuanzi naturally knew who the "that" in Gu Kun's mouth meant, raised his hand and stroked the three strands of beautiful hair under his chin, and said with a faint smile, "It's indeed that one." ”

Gu Kun's complexion changed slightly, his heart trembled slightly, he pursed his lips, and a trace of strange color flashed under his eyes.

Sure enough, I guessed correctly, the Fuxi Heavenly Emperor of the Immortal Sword World was the vest trumpet of the Xi Emperor.

Thinking that he could talk and laugh with a Da Luo's vest, Gu Kun was both happy and afraid in his heart.

"You don't have to be afraid, Da Luo incarnates hundreds of billions, reflecting the heavens, and is all over the trumpets of thousands of worlds beyond the desolation, I don't know how to go" Zhen Yuanzi shook his head lightly with a smile, and said lightly, "Even if someone offends someone, they often don't care." ”

"Thank you, Master, for your explicit" Gu Kun breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Zhen Yuanzi.

A sixth-level trumpet, it is estimated that Fu Xi didn't care much about it, it is likely that when Gu Kun was talking and laughing with the Emperor of Heaven, Fu Xi was still watching the drama in the wilderness.

Even if he has to clean up people, Gu Kun probably won't be able to take his turn! Didn't you see the Honghuang fan, a bunch of traversers whose souls pierced through Fuxi?

Gu Kun even doubted that there was no shortage of German orthopedics.

"Then ......" Gu Kun thought for a moment, and then asked, "The other two of the three ancient emperors in the Immortal Sword World, could it be that they are also the trumpets of those two?" ”

Zhen Yuanzi didn't answer Gu Kun directly, but asked rhetorically, "Do you know "Journey to the West"? ”

"Journey to the West? I've seen it."

Gu Kun was also a little confused, Zhen Yuanzi asked himself what he was doing here?

"In "Journey to the West", who did the things to make up for the sky?"

Do things to make up for the sky?

Gu Kun fell into deep thought, quickly searched through the memories of his past life in his mind, and soon found the answer.

It was Taishang Laojun who incarnated in the name of Nuwa, refining stones to make up for the sky.

"I see!"

Gu Kun's eyes shrank suddenly, and he suddenly realized what Zhen Yuanzi meant by this.

Fuxi in the fairy sword world is indeed the trumpet of the Xihuang Emperor, but Nuwa and Shennong are not the trumpets of those two.

To put it in layman's terms, it is the Fuxi trumpet pretending to be Nuwa and Shennong!

But why would he do it? Fuxi, the emperor of the fairy sword world, but he miserably killed Shennong and Nuwa.

Own trumpet pit own trumpet?

Gu Kun said that he was still shallow and couldn't understand the truth.

Wait a minute!

Gu Kun calmed down and quickly thought about another possibility.

The world of fairy swords may just be a world that the big guy inadvertently evolved when he deduced the future direction of the world!!