"Senior Sister Xiaolan, don't be impulsive. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info This person just wants to provoke you to make mistakes and influence you to enter the merit institute. The Yellow Wind Monster next to him pressed Gao Lan's shoulder, Gao Lan's heart flashed, and most of his anger was calmed down in an instant. Gao Lan clasped his palms together at the young man and said, "This senior brother, the so-called people have their own ambitions, I don't want to say anything. Now everyone has come to the Merit Institute to receive tasks, not to talk about these gossip. ”

"Ouch, ouch, how can it be said to be gossip?" But Gao Lan didn't expect that this young man from the Western Regions was still unrelenting, his thick eyebrows squeezed into a "eight" figure, and he patted Gao Lan's shoulder exaggeratedly. "Senior sister, I still have a lot of things to ask you! When Senior Brother Han Tianmo wanted to 'ride' you, how did you refuse him?

As he spoke, many people around him burst into laughter, but others shook their heads and sighed in the same way. Among the monks of Lingshan, the natives of the Western Regions have always had a sense of superiority, especially the natives of Tianzhu. In line with the principle that more is better than less, the refuge cultivators and demon immortals will generally tolerate it.

"Oh, you really want to know?" but Gao Lan couldn't help but laugh when he heard his words. "But if I really tell you, I'm afraid it's not good for Senior Brother?"

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" The young man from the Western Regions twisted exaggeratedly with his distinctive facial features, and the people around him also coaxed. Gao Lan nodded and said, "Since you want to know, I have to tell you." That's how I refused, ...... are you optimistic" After Gao Lan finished speaking, his whole person suddenly flashed, and before this young man from the Western Regions could react, his head had already hit his nose!

This time, fast, accurate, ruthless, and before he could blink an eye, this young man's fairly upright face was smashed into a rotten watermelon in an instant! But just when he was almost in a coma, Gao Lan kept his hands and feet. Thirty-six palms and forty-eight feet collapsed on his body, but they didn't hurt the vital point. Few people could see what was happening, and the young man's body had already flown dozens of feet away.

Syllable!

In the blink of an eye, this monk from the Western Regions, who was still dancing with his eyebrows just now, was actually covered in blood and fell to the ground. The deep body kept twitching, which made many people startled and retreated for a distance. Gao Lan dusted off his sleeves, then put his hands behind his back and said, "That's how I rejected him, it's no good to tell you, you still want to inquire." You know this time, right?"

"You!" After the young man from the Western Regions was sent flying, the accomplices around him couldn't help but come up to surround Gao Lan, but they didn't dare to get too close. Gao Lan still put his hands behind his back and said indifferently: "What, you also want to inquire?" Gao Lan's current physical body is the Four Tribulations. Neidan is even more of an eight-measure tribulation, even in the Great Luo Golden Immortal, it is also the middle and upper reaches of the level. Dealing with these little Western Regions monks is not a problem at all.

As for the immortal qi cultivation, Gao Lan had now cultivated her own Cave Heaven, and only someone of the level of the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint could see her true level. Even if he changed the current Han Tianmo, he couldn't see Gao Lan's current details, and Gao Lan didn't plan to expose too much strength. It's better to hide something like strength, after all, it's a means to save your life.

Maybe it was forced by Gao Lan's might. These Western Regions monks in white bloomers didn't dare to step forward in the end, but just ran over to pick up the young man who had been beaten into a pile of rotten flesh and stuffed a pill into his mouth. One of them, the woman with her shoulders and her belly button exposed, said, "Gao Lan." If you dare to beat up your fellow senior brother, I will definitely make it clear to the Elder Dean of Merit later, and let you accept the punishment!"

"Yes, let her not receive any tasks for a year! and put her in a fairy prison and be punished as a coolie!" Several others also heckled.

"That's what you're for, right?" Gao Lan laughed, turning around and not looking at them. "How many years have you been here? There is no common sense at all. Rewarding and punishing disciples, that's the duty of the Discipline Academy, what's the matter with the Merit Academy? Thinking I'm a newcomer, it's easy to bully? You'd better get to know me. It can be seen that you are not the little brother of Han Tianmo, you are just looking for a draw. I don't have the same knowledge as you. ”

Although these people have committed Gao Lan's taboo by talking about mounts, Gao Lan is not the kind of character who is angry and innocent, and he will not be too aggressive.

Just take a beating.

"Well said, Senior Sister Xiaolan is really courageous. The Yellow Wind Monster sighed heartily. Not only him, but many scattered cultivators present cheered for Gao Lan in their hearts, because all along, the indigenous monks of the Western Regions were too arrogant and domineering, but Lingshan was more partial to them because he had to rely on Xiniu Hezhou and Tianzhu. Therefore, for thousands of years, the current situation has been created.

However, Gao Lan knew that the real Buddha was bent on breaking this situation, otherwise he would not have painstakingly passed on the scriptures to the eastern land, which belonged to having enough food and nothing to do. Now that the Great Sect has taken root in Dongtu, even if the foundation has not yet grown, the situation has begun to tilt. Although it may not be easy to uproot these indigenous heretics, it is certainly not a problem to hunt a few trash fish.

"In the future, it will be inconvenient for the elders to take action by themselves, so the Buddha must need people who dare to fight. Especially me and a new disciple like Brother Monkey, I thought I would be the Ming of the Horse! This time, I repaired these guys, and at most I was punished on the surface, just to see how the movement of cleaning up the Great Sect was. Gao Lan didn't worry about anything wrong, if he couldn't figure it out, then the scripture would be in vain.

The rules are like playing a game, only a little temptation can you know the depth. The one who never fouls is the one who dies the worst in the end.

Finally, after Gao Lan overturned a disciple, there was no more trouble for idlers to come to her. This is also the same reason, after a person is offended, if he does not fight back, he will get more and more inches in the future, and it will be too late when he really touches his bottom line. Although most of the people around him were veteran disciples, looking at Gao Lan's expression at this time, there was even awe.

Principled, but not angry, this is also the demeanor that a disciple of the Holy Land should have.

Finally, half an hour later, the gate of the Meritorious Courtyard opened, and Gao Lan and the Yellow Wind Monster walked in together, and no one even dared to enter the door side by side with them.

The structure of the temple is much more elaborate than that of other Zen temples, and it is not only generous, but also extremely luxuriously repaired. After all, this is an important place for disciples to be promoted, and after Gao Lan entered the Merit Temple, he first offered incense in front of the Buddha like other disciples, and then stood in a row in the spacious courtyard together. However, the group of natives of the Western Regions are no longer there, and they have to treat their companions' injuries and go to the precept court to complain.

After a short time, I saw more than a dozen elders of the merit hall coming out of the back hall and coming to the disciples in turn. Among these elders, there are monks wearing robes, and there are also monks dressed in other clothes, just like the elders of Zen monasteries such as the Vinaya Academy, all of whom have cultivated for many years, but they have not had the opportunity to achieve the golden body, but they are also highly respected. All the disciples clasped their palms together and bowed to them: "See the elders!"

The elders also clasped their palms together and bowed, and then the monk in the middle stepped forward and said, "There are quite a few people who have come to receive the merit task today. But my outer and inner disciples, the tasks are limited, and there are only ten tasks assigned to you today, after you win it, you can complete it alone, or you can invite people, and the teachers will not interfere too much. However, for the safety of your disciples, the collection of the task still needs to be assessed. ”

"Disciple commands!" Gao Lan clasped his hands with everyone. She had also heard of this when she was in the Discipline Academy in the morning, because many tasks of slaying demons and eliminating demons require disciples to have enough magical powers, so the task needs to be "strived for" through the assessment. Those who don't get the task can only blame themselves for not having the ability, so although there are many disciples who come to fight for the task every time, there are few who can get it.

The disciple who received the task in his hand was naturally fragrant, and he could pull out a vote immediately after returning to the Zen Heart Academy.

"Okay, everyone retreat to the porch behind you and summon the Golden Armor Warrior!" the white-bearded monk elder in his robe immediately gave the order, and many disciples immediately withdrew from the courtyard and sat down on the surrounding verandah. I saw that several of the elders took out a paper talisman, lit it and threw it into the middle of the courtyard, and after a burst of smoke, I saw a wrestler wearing golden armor and more than a foot tall appeared in the courtyard.

This is the most common golden armor warrior in Lingshan, and it is a kind of false god general that the elders on Lingshan have refined with mud and spirit runes. This kind of golden armor wrestler has a little thinking, a little mana, but the physical power is very strong, and he doesn't know tiredness, it is a high-end spell that Lingshan replaces the monk to do coolie. After all, the masters and disciples of Lingshan have to cultivate, and the matter of coolies can naturally be solved with spells.

Those on Lingshan who built immortal palaces and temples, planted flowers and herbs, and many things were done by Jinjia Lux. However, the scope of activity of the Jinjia Lux is very small, and the farther away from the Lingshan Mountain, the lower the spirituality, so if the disciples who make mistakes are punished, many of them will act as Jinjia Lux and go to remote places to work as coolies and farmers.

"This is a seven-dimensional golden armor wrestler, representing the level of this mission. If someone wants to receive this task, they can come out and defeat it!" the elder summoned the golden-armored wrestler and spoke so that everyone could hear it clearly. Although the elders of the outer courtyard did not obtain the Zhengguo Golden Body, their strength was definitely not low, and the opening of the altar to preach the Fa could make a mountain be covered by their own voices.

"Each person can only receive one merit at a time. The merits of the Seven Tribulations are also not bad, so I'll take a look. Huang Feng Monster said, already standing up, Gao Lan also patted his arm: "Careful!" The strength of this Golden Armor Lux is equivalent to the Great Luo Jin Immortal of the Seven Tribulations, which is really a bit terrifying for the outer disciples, so although many people are eager to try, they have not dared to play.

Therefore, after the Yellow Wind Monster came on the field, many people seemed a little surprised. This young man wearing a gray-yellow robe and two mustaches had a very raw face, and he seemed to be a new outer disciple, if he didn't have absolute strength, he didn't know how thick the sky was. Just when many people wanted to see the joke, the Yellow Wind Monster had already walked to the center of the courtyard.

This courtyard of the Merit Temple is quite large, more than a mile long and wide, enough for the golden immortals to play here. (To be continued.) )