The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 493 Inheritance
"It's really not easy for her to think that I did it." Jiajia chewed on Gu Lang's words, only to feel that the senior brother's words are really not shallow, ten red tears are probably not as good as one senior brother .

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Zhan Honglei was frowning and puzzled, and the other monks in the field laughed too happily, which made her feel that something was wrong. At that time, Duan Yu couldn't avoid it, and looked at Zhan Honglei with a sleepy expression, feeling a headache from his forehead.

"Crackling——" the vermilion gate made of the evergreen heart wood burst open, and the Zongwu Hall, which has been indispensable on every peak since the founding of the Kunlun School, has also been preserved with the Kunlun generation after generation. Kunlun inheritance goes to the distant future together.

The laughter faded away, and the purple announcement order, which represented first-class important news, was carried out from the Zongwu Hall by two deacons.

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

"There is a demonic monk Lin Shiqing who said that he grew up in Mingding City of Shenzhou when he was young. He entered Kunlun with cardamom and became a teacher. After a few years, he gradually became demonic. Counting so many times, disregarding the grace of birth and nurturing, risking the disgrace of the world, and killing his father's family, his heart is terrifying, and his actions can be punished. Finally, in Gengwu year, I was executed by the Kunlun monk. I will tell the world and hope that the group of cultivators will use this As a lesson."

Jiajia was stunned for a moment, and was also caught off guard by the news. She has always been an enemy of her own practice, and even tried to get rid of her enemy time and time again. Now someone suddenly told her that she was dead. .

Lin Qing said that she hit the enemy in the first place, she was not the Holy Mother, and when the enemy died, she would never be able to feel sad and sympathetic.It's just that it was really too sudden right now, she didn't expect that Lin Qingyan, who had always been extremely pompous and even had the support of the Lord behind her, would die unexpectedly.

Seeing her dazed look, Gu Lang stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder: "It's true."

Ever since he came into contact with the most core secrets of Kunlun, both he and Jiajia have learned the truth that the news must be believed or not fully believed. What is really known by the monks in the world is often what the ruler wants the monks in the world to know.

On this side, Gu Lang spoke for An Jiajia's heart, telling her: An enemy who was staring at her in the dark like a poisonous snake, and would turn over and bite her if he didn't pay attention, was indeed dead.

Lin Qingyan's cultivation level may not be the highest, but at least [-]% of the Kunlun monks have heard of her glorious deeds over the years, and her reputation is even louder than most demon cultivators.

First, he destroyed his father's family with his own hands. When this incident happened, not only the faction was in an uproar, but the whole world was echoed.Now that the witch is dead, it is good news for most monks.Lin Qingyan never asks the reason for killing people, and kills them if they get in her way. This habit is her code of conduct.

As soon as this news came out, Kunlun immediately caused quite a commotion, and there was an uproar. In the uproar, the matter of Zhan Honglei just now had been left behind by the group cultivators, and even Zhan Honglei himself had changed into layers. Happy.

As an orthodox monk, he naturally believed that evil could not prevail against good.But in recent years, Kunlun has really been troubled. A few years ago, the Slaying Sword was seized, which made people panic. In addition, Lin Qingyan has been arrogant outside for so long and has not been brought to justice. This made many monks whisper in their hearts. .

But now, as soon as the news came out, the original doubts and mutterings had long since disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented sense of belonging to the sect: My majestic Kunlun is indeed the banner of righteousness in the world.

There was a commotion on the top of the Fifteen Peaks of Kunlun, but at this time Tai'a Peak was on the top of the Mingwu Palace, under the East Emperor Bell, overlooking the entire Kunlun.There were two monks standing there quietly, feeling the cheers from the peaks.

These two people are none other than Mei Qihe, the current head of Kunlun, and Qin Ya, the famous head of the Law Enforcement Hall.The two monks with the most power in Kunlun's hands at the moment leaned on the Eastern Emperor and overlooked Kunlun.

"The news is released in a timely manner, Qin Ya, you see, my Kunlun is really magnificent now!" Mei Qihe looked at the present Kunlun, feeling a sense of pride spontaneously.

Qin Ya nodded slightly: "It coincides with the eventful autumn of Kunlun, if there is no such news and the heart of suppressing the group of cultivators, I in Kunlun will not be able to sit firmly in the position of leader of the righteous way."

Can the secret of ruling Kunlun be depicted with a single pen?False and real, loose and tight, the alternation and replacement of fresh blood, one generation after another, let Kunlun rise and fall in hundreds of thousands of years, this is how Kunlun reached its present position bit by bit. secret.

Now is the rainy season in Kunlun. It doesn’t matter whether the monks wear an umbrella or not. With the physique of the monks, it is not a problem to get some rain. The monks use the umbrellas because of cleanliness or pure preference for that artistic conception.

Mei Qihe and Qin Ya stood facing the heights, looking at the peaks, but saw umbrella flowers blooming on top of the Kunlun peaks, which had a different kind of beauty in the drizzle.

The land of immortals, the scenery of Xuanhua, and the Kunlun Buddha in the rain are the paradise that faces the world, beautiful and peaceful.

Seeing the wonderful scene in front of her, Mei Qihe's eyes flickered, and she suddenly let out a long sigh: "Qin Ya, I don't know why, seeing this scene in front of me, I feel so happy in my heart, as if seeing With the sight in front of me, everything I have done is worth it.”

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Qin Ya who was at the side, only to see a monk in a long robe standing quietly at the side, with his belt in the wind, and the slightest drizzle splashed fine sprays beside him , with his long wet hair against his silent expression, his facial features are like the wonderful brush strokes drawn by a saintly painter, without any frills, they are natural.

But he looked at Kunlun, and after he lost his mind, he said lightly: "When I was young, my father had not passed away. I saw him working hard and working all day for the affairs of the Law Enforcement Hall. I was quite puzzled. Ask him why? To work so hard on this matter, I just wait for the monks to concentrate on cultivation, why should I be distracted? My father told me that the strong should learn to protect the weak. I am even more puzzled. There is no iron law in this world that stipulates that we must wait To protect others. My father smiled, and he said, "Qin Ya, since you practiced, except for your excellent talent and spiritual roots, you have everything you need, such as medicines and magic weapons. These are left to us by stronger people." The reason why we can have it is because we were born in Kunlun, and Kunlun, apart from those high-level masters, sect head elders and the like, except for the elite disciples of 36 Tiangang and 72 Disha, there are more inner monks, outer monks and Handyman monks. These monks constitute the majestic Kunlun today. They may not be as strong as you, but as members of Kunlun, they also contribute to Kunlun invisibly. 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, Do you know that a small handyman monk today will not become the pillar of my Kunlun tomorrow? You have received a gift from a stronger person, so you have to learn to give, and you have received the convenience given to you by real power, and you have to learn to give Others. This is the truth that every generation of people in power in my Kunlun must understand. Every person in power who has gone through thousands of dangers and is recognized by the sect, whether he is aware of it or not, the point of protecting my Kunlun inheritance has long been integrated into his bone marrow. "

Mei Qihe felt a little moved in his heart, looked at Qin Ya, heard his clear and clear voice like water, and suddenly smiled, the originally serious conversation disappeared at this moment: "Qin Ya, I finally know why the two girls You're stunned. With such an appearance and such ambition, it's no wonder!"
Qin Ya: "..."

After celebrating for a while in front of the Zongwu Hall, Gu Lang suddenly raised his hand, and quickly grabbed a messenger talisman that was coming through the crowd.

A slightly familiar voice sounded from inside: "Gu Lang, Ziqiao has formed alchemy. I'm on my way to Kunlun, and I will arrive in Kunlun soon."

Jia Jia's ears twitched, her eyes brightened: "Ziqiao has formed alchemy? Excellent, it's really good news." She said that when Ziqiao formed alchemy, she would give him a piece of Tianlei Bamboo. For him to refine the costly flying sword.

Gu Lang nodded slightly: "After all, it's time to form an alchemy. Don't tell Lu Di about this."

Jia Jia nodded: Lu Di, as a senior aunt, has not yet formed a pill, she is fine, but Ziqiao has a kind heart, so as not to cause him any trouble.

Speaking of trouble, Jiajia remembered: it seems that she hasn't seen Lu Di since she left the customs this time!
Seemingly seeing Jia Jia's thoughts, Gu Lang told her: "Lu Di took over the patrol mission of the long shift, leaving early and returning late, it's only natural that you haven't seen her before."

Or, Lu Di knew the news of her advancement and deliberately avoided her.Although Lu Di took the initiative to "surrender", You Nianhua had poisoned her before, one pill a year, and when she was in retreat, she was not sure when she would leave the retreat, so she gave her two more pills.Coincidentally, in the past two years, she no longer needed Jiajia's antidote, so she simply avoided her.

I guess I figured it out too. A few years ago, I played tricks with her as a body double, which caused her to be chased and killed.If you hide, just hide, one day, she will come looking for you.

In the midst of the celebration, Gu Lang winked at Jiajia, and Jiajia understood immediately, and pulled Zhanhong's sleeves: "Senior Sister Zhan, the two of us have gone back to practice."

Zhan Honglei suddenly realized, and slapped his head: "I forgot to watch the first one, hurry up."

Seeing her rushing forward with the flying magic weapon, Jia Jia twitched the corners of her mouth twice, looked at Gu Lang helplessly, and followed.

It's a pity that Zong Zhan Honglei hurried back, but Qin Ya was not in the law enforcement hall today, not only did he not meet Qin Ya, but also saw Fu Qingniu with a dark face.However, Fu Qingniu also knew the joke Zhan Honglei had made in front of the Zongwu Palace earlier, so he didn't punish her again, but just let out a cold snort to express his dissatisfaction.

On Hidden Sword Peak, neither the Donglai Pavilion nor the Law Enforcing Hall had seen the shadow of the chief seat, Zhanhong's tears immediately withered, and he drove the flying magic weapon back to Tai'a Peak in great disappointment.

(End of this chapter)