"It's not easy for her to think that I did it. Jia Jia chewed Gu Lang's words, only to feel that the number of senior brothers is really not shallow, and ten red tears may not be as good as one senior brother.

Thanks to Zhu Laomi, Lu Slowly's classmates for their rewards and Feng Lian Xingchen, Sorrow, Funeral Flower Bell, Wu Feifei, Nameiduo, Prosperous Mound, and Maple Night Star classmates' pink tickets~~ I don't know what's going on with Lu Dao today, the whole person is weak, and the second one is even more daring to guarantee, if there is no second change today, it will be added tomorrow~~

Zhan Hong's tears were puzzled, and the rest of the monks in the field laughed too happily, which made her feel that something was wrong, and Duan Yu couldn't avoid herself, looking at Zhan Hong's tears with a sad expression, and holding her forehead with a headache.

"Crunch-" The vermilion gate made of 10,000-year-old green heart wood suddenly opened, and the Zongwu Palace, which was indispensable on each peak since the beginning of the Kunlun Founding School, has also been preserved with the inheritance of Kunlun from generation to generation, and it has lasted for a long time and is new to the distant future with the Kunlun inheritance.

The laughter faded, and the purple announcement order, which represented the first major news, was carried out by the two deacons from the ancestral hall.

At the same time, in an instant, the same thing happened in the Sect Hall of the Kunlun Peaks at this moment. The silk cloth covered with the announcement order was pulled up, and the announcement order, which had aroused people's curiosity for a long time, was finally displayed in front of everyone at this moment.

"There is a demon monk Lin Qingyan, who grew up in Mingding City, Shenzhou, and entered Kunlun with cardamom. Then he apprenticed. And then a few years. gradually showed his demonic nature, repeatedly taught but did not change, and finally defected to Kunlun, entered the demon gate, and then schemed a lot, regardless of the grace of birth and raising, risked the world's disapproval, and killed his father's family. His heart is terrible, and his deeds are punishable. Finally, Geng Wunian ambushed the hand of my Kunlun monk. I hereby tell the world that I hope that Qunxiu will take this as a lesson. ”

Jia Jia was stunned for a moment, and was also caught off guard by this news, a self-cultivation has been an enemy of herself everywhere, and even tried to get rid of her enemy three times and twice, and now someone suddenly told her that she was dead.

Lin Qingyan was originally her enemy who was killed, she was not the Virgin, and the enemy died. She would never be able to do it with sadness and pity. It's just that it's really too sudden at the moment, and she didn't expect that she has always been extremely angry. Even Lin Qingyan, who has the support of the Lord behind him, actually died.

Seeing her stunned appearance, Gu Lang reached out and patted her shoulder: "It's true." ”

Since coming into contact with Kunlun's most core secrets, both he and Jia Jia have learned the truth that the news must not be believed or fully believed, and what is really known to the monks of the world is often the ones who are in power want the monks of the world to know the Tao.

This Gu Lang opened his mouth for the sake of calming Jiajia's heart, telling her: A big enemy who is like a poisonous snake staring at her all the time in the dark, and a big enemy who will turn over and bite her if he doesn't pay attention is indeed dead.

Lin Qingyan's cultivation may not be the highest, but the glorious deeds of these years have made at least eighty percent of the Kunlun monks heard of it, and her reputation is even louder than that of most demon cultivators.

first destroyed his father's clan with his own hands, and as soon as this incident came out, not only was there an uproar, but there was an echo in the world. Now that the witch is dead, it is good news for most monks. Lin Qingyan never asks for reasons for killing, and kills if she gets in her way, this habit is her code of conduct.

As soon as this news came out, Kunlun immediately caused a lot of sensation, and the voices were boiling, and in an uproar, the matter of showing red tears had already been left behind by the group cultivators, and even Zhan Hongtear himself was replaced with layers of joy.

As a righteous monk, it is natural to believe that evil cannot prevail over good. But in recent years, Kunlun has really been eventful, a few years ago, the sword was snatched, which made people panic, and a Lin Qingyan has been arrogant outside for so long, and he has not been brought to justice, which makes many monks mutter.

But now that the news came out, the original doubts and muttering had long been lost, replaced by an unprecedented sense of belonging to the sect: my towering Kunlun is indeed the banner of the righteous path in the world.

There is a sensation on the fifteen peaks of Kunlun, and at this time, Tai'a Peak has no name on the top of the treasure hall, under the East Emperor Bell, you can overlook the whole Kunlun place. Two monks stood silently, feeling the cheers from above.

These two people are none other than Mei Qihe, the current head of Kunlun, and Qin Ya, the head of the famous Law Enforcement Hall. The two monks with the most real power in Kunlun at the moment are so leaning on the Eastern Emperor and overlooking Kunlun.

"The news is really timely, Qin Ya, you see that my Kunlun is really like a rainbow now!" Mei Qihe looked at Kunlun now, and a sense of honor arose.

Qin Ya bowed slightly: "It is an eventful autumn in Kunlun, if there is no such news and the heart of the town and the group, my Kunlun will not be able to sit firmly in the position of the leader of the righteous path." ”

How can the secret of being in power in Kunlun be portrayed with a single pen? Between the virtual and the real, the loose and tight, the alternation and replacement of fresh blood, generation after generation, let Kunlun rise and fall in hundreds of thousands of years, this is the real secret of how Kunlun has reached its current status little by little.

Now it is the rainy season in Kunlun, it doesn't matter whether the monk plays the umbrella or not, with the monk's physique, it is not a problem to get a little rain, the monk is clean or simply prefers that kind of artistic conception.

Mei Qihe and Qin Ya stood on the heights, looking at the peaks, but saw that umbrella flowers bloomed on the Kunlun peaks, and there was a different kind of beauty in the drizzle.

The realm of immortals, the scenery of Xuanhua, and the Kunlun Buddha in the rain are the paradise that comes to the world, beautiful and serene.

Looking at the great scene in front of him, Mei Qihe's eyes flashed, and he suddenly let out a long sigh: "Qin Ya, for some reason, when I saw this scene in front of me, I was so happy in my heart, it seemed that seeing this scene in front of me, everything I did was worth it." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Qin Ya on the side, but saw the monk in a wide robe and long robe standing quietly on the side, his clothes were in the wind, and the slightest drizzle splashed a fine splash of water beside him, and his wet long hair lined his silent expression, and his facial features were like the wonderful brushstrokes outlined by the painting saint. No embellishment. It's all right.

But I saw him looking at Kunlun. After losing his mind, he said lightly: "When I was young, my father had not died. I was quite puzzled to see that he was conscientious and conscientious, running around all day for the affairs of the Law Enforcement Hall. Asked him why he worked so this matter, why should I wait for the monks to concentrate on the practice, why should I be distracted by other things? My father told me that the strong should learn to protect the weak. I am even more puzzled that there is no iron law in this world that requires us to protect others. Father smiled. He said, "Qin Ya, since you started your cultivation, except for your good innate spiritual root, there is no shortage of elixir magic weapons, these are all left to us by stronger people. The reason why we can have it is because we were born in Kunlun, and Kunlun is more of an inner monk, an outer monk, and a miscellaneous monk, except for those high-ranking grandmasters, sect heads and elders, and elite disciples of the thirty-six Tiangang and seventy-two earth demons. These monks constitute the majestic Kunlun today, and their cultivation strength may not be as good as yours. But as a member of Kunlun, they also contribute to Kunlun visibly and invisibly. Thirty years in Hedong. Thirty years in Hexi, do you know that a small miscellaneous monk today will not become the pillar of my Kunlun tomorrow? If you have received a gift from a stronger person, you must learn to give, get the convenience given to you by real power, and learn to give to others. This is a truth that every generation of people in power in Kunlun must understand. Every person in power who has gone through thousands of dangers and has been recognized by the sect, whether he is aware of it or not, the protection of my Kunlun inheritance has long been integrated into his bone marrow. ”

Mei Qihe's heart was a little touched, looking at Qin Ya, listening to his voice clear and trickling like water, he suddenly smiled, and the originally atmospheric and serious conversation disappeared at this moment: "Qin Ya, I finally know why those two girls are stunned by you." It's no wonder that he has such ambitions!"

Qin Ya: "......"

After celebrating for a moment in front of the sect hall, Gu Lang suddenly raised his hand, and quickly grabbed a messenger that was shuttling in the middle of the crowd.

A slightly familiar voice sounded inside: "Gu Lang, Ziqiao has become a Dan, we are rushing to Kunlun, and we will arrive in Kunlun soon." ”

The tips of Jia Jia's ears on the side moved, and her eyes lit up: "Ziqiao has made a Dan? Great, it's really good news." She said that when Ziqiao was married, she would give him a piece of Heavenly Thunder Bamboo for him to refine the Flying Sword of Life.

Gu Lang nodded slightly: "It's time to get married." Don't tell Lu Di about this. ”

Jia Jia nodded: As a senior aunt, Lu Di has never married Dan, but she is fine, but Ziqiao is kind-hearted, so as not to cause trouble to him.

Speaking of trouble, Jia Jia remembered: she didn't seem to have seen Lu Di since she went out this time!

As if he saw Jia Jia's thoughts, Gu Lang told her: "Lu Di took over the patrol task of the long squad, and it is natural that you have not seen her in the morning. ”

Or, Lu Di knew the news of her advancement and deliberately avoided her. Although Lu Di took the initiative to "surrender", in the end, You Lianhua had poisoned her before, one per year, and when she was in retreat, she was not allowed to leave the customs, so she gave her two more. It just so happened that in the past two years, she no longer needed Jia Jia's antidote, so she simply avoided her.

I guess I also figured it out, a few years ago, I made a plan and played a stand-in trick with her, and she was chased and killed. Hide, hide, one day, she will come to her.

In the midst of the celebration, Gu Lang glanced at Jia Jia, who understood at the moment and pulled the sleeve of Zhan Zhan's red tears: "Senior Sister Zhan, the two of us went back to cultivate." ”

Zhan Hong's tears suddenly turned into tears, and he patted his head: "I forgot to look at the first seat, quickly." ”

Seeing that she was busy driving the flying magic weapon forward, Jia Jia twitched the corners of her mouth twice, looked at Gu Lang helplessly, and followed.

It's a pity that Qin Ya was not in the law enforcement hall today, not only did she not meet Qin Ya, but she also saw Fu Qingniu with a black face. However, Fu Qingniu also knew about the joke that Zhan Hongxian had made in front of the sect hall before, so he didn't punish her again, but just snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction.

On the Tibetan Sword Peak, the Donglai Pavilion and the Law Enforcement Hall have not seen the shadow of the first seat, and the red tears immediately wilted, and the flying magic weapon was greatly disappointed, and returned to Tai'a Peak. (To be continued......)