why are they all reborn

"Oh." Lan Shengyu remained expressionless.

"Is that how you react?"

"Or else."

Gu Qingyuan was silent for a moment, and then said: "...how do you feel when you follow Sword Master to the main hall to discuss matters?"

Lan Shengyu swung the sword formula for the last time, and withdrew the sword neatly.

"I don't feel anything, I'm just listening."

Gu Qingyuan approached, looked around, and sighed: "Under the frost and cold sword intent, the grass is not broken, and a leaf has not fallen. Your sword...is a little too peaceful."

"What's wrong?"

"...Jian Zun intends to take you to listen, and he values ​​you very much," Gu Qingyuan sighed, "I remember that my master has always paid attention to you."

Gu Qingyuan's master is the current head of Jianmen.

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Lan Shengyu took out a piece of white silk and carefully wiped her sword, "Don't keep changing the subject."

"Are you really ignorant or fake? I don't believe that you don't know their intentions. I want to say that if one day you take charge of the sword gate, your temper is too peaceful and you will suffer."

"Oh."

"You don't know any other words today?"

Lan Shengyu finished wiping her sword, but said nothing.

"Forget it, you can figure it out. I'll tell you what to do, it's none of my business..." Gu Qingyuan muttered, turning his head to leave.

Suddenly Lan Shengyu's voice came from behind: "I saw your brother."

Gu Qingyuan's footsteps stopped.

"Gu Qingsheng? You saw him," Gu Qingyuan turned his head, "How do you feel?"

Lan Shengyu glanced at Gu Qingyuan and said, "It's pretty good, quieter than you."

"Goodbye." Gu Qingyuan chuckled and walked away without looking back.

"I think Lan Shengyu is trying to annoy me on purpose." Gu Qingyuan went back to the house and complained when he saw Qiushui and Ci Jiang, "How can I not know what Gu Qingsheng looks like? Quiet? Forget it, he just hinted that I was noisy."

"Why did the sword master suddenly think of looking for him?" Qiu Shui asked, "I always thought that the sword master didn't like this person."

Gu Qingyuan looked at her strangely: "Why don't I like it?"

Qiu Shui said suspiciously: "Sword Master, you are the serious disciple of the head of the sect, but these years, both the sword master and the head of the sect, have paid more attention to Lan Shengyu, and there is a great intention to train him to become the next head of the sect...You Have you ever felt dissatisfied?"

Hearing that it was because of this, Gu Qingyuan shook his head: "There is no need to care about such a small matter. From the very beginning when I came to Jianmen, I knew that I could not be the next head."

"Why is that? I think the head treats you very well and doesn't intend to suppress you. Why can't you take over as the head?" Qiu Shui was a little surprised.

Gu Qingyuan sighed: "It can be seen that you only have the sword in your heart, and you don't care about anything else. You used to stay in Jianmen with Senior Su for so many years, and then came to Jianmen with me. After so long, you still don't care about it. Do you understand the practice of Jianmen?"

"The rule that children of aristocratic families do not hold important positions is the same not only in Jianmen, but also in most sects. You see, my Gu family has practiced swords for generations, and almost every generation has people who have worshiped Jianmen, and those with outstanding talents There have been quite a few. However, have you ever seen any head of Jianmen with the surname Gu?"

"As the head of a faction, you need to be fair and listen, and always put the interests of the sect first. And the children of the aristocratic family are involved too much, and they have never been a good candidate to take over as the head. If one day your own family and the sect turn against each other, how should you handle yourself?" Where? So even if it is a family like the Gu family that is deeply involved with Jianmen and has almost no possibility of being an enemy, unless there is no other choice, it is difficult to become the next head."

"Compared to me, Lan Shengyu is naturally a better candidate."

At this time, Ci Jiang interjected curiously: "But I heard that the head disciple of the Taoist sect is also a descendant of the Xikun Xu family, and he is also a descendant of the aristocratic family, but the Taoist sect seems to have him as the successor." What is the meaning of the position of the door?"

Gu Qingyuan said: "You mean Xu Hanzhou? I've heard of it, but I don't understand it. Let me say, it's mostly because there is no better candidate for the time being... You see, he has been the first apprentice for so long, and he hasn't settled on the position of Daoist, so he just But I know Zong also has concerns."

After Gu Qingyuan finished speaking, he raised his eyes to Qiushui: "Do you understand?"

Qiu Shui nodded and said, "Understood, I always thought that the sect master and sword master valued Lan Shengyu more because he was more talented in swordsmanship."

Gu Qingyuan looked at her in shock: "Do you know what you're talking about? I'm not as good as Lan Shengyu? He's more talented? Well, I've decided to hate him now."

Today, these one or two, how could they both pierce his heart!

"Let's not talk about it. I remember that the three-day period with my good brother is about to arrive, where is Gu Qingsheng?"

Gu Qingyuan smiled, and decided to change someone to make a fuss.

"Junior Brother Gu, I didn't say it." At this time, everyone in the law enforcement hall looked at Gu Qingsheng with indescribable eyes, "You play the piano... It's not that bad, but, I think if you It seems a bit difficult to rely on this to pass the essay test."

Gu Qingsheng sighed, stopped his movements, and said, "Is it really that bad? In fact, I played pretty well back then, but unfortunately I haven't practiced it all these years..."

Jun Yu was also on the side, and glanced at him: "It's been abandoned for so many years, and it's normal to play badly. It's just that Le Ke's exam is the day after tomorrow. Are you sure you can beat other classmates that day?"

Gu Qingsheng: ...

"Junior Brother Gu, don't be too discouraged," said someone beside him with a smile, "There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, and there will always be a way."

"There's only one day left, what else can I do, is the Thunderbolt exam postponed?" Gu Qingsheng sighed.

Everyone comforted: "Maybe! Anything can happen. We have been in the Law Enforcement Hall all these years, and we haven't seen any weird things!"

Someone tried to find an example to comfort Gu Qingsheng: "I was admitted to the inner sect by you last year. It is rumored that a fellow Taoist in our class chose the essay test. During the exam strategy theory, the topic seemed to be about demons. He couldn't write, so he simply wrote a word on the paper: Fight! Don't tell me, I heard that he actually passed the literary test in the end, and his deeds have been passed down to this day!"

Gu Qingsheng glanced at him: "Are you sure this senior is not because of his good grades in other subjects? I also passed the line in other subjects..."

The man was silent for a while, and said: "To be honest, I think you are quite fearless, Junior Brother Gu, if you have the courage to choose the essay test..."

Jun Yu and Gu Qingsheng are located on the third floor of the small building of Law Enforcement Hall.

Half an hour ago, it was the time when the brothers and sisters of the Law Enforcement Hall came back from inspection.Hearing that Lu Dongyun had arranged for a junior from outside the sect to come in, everyone laughed and said, "Finally a newcomer has arrived at the Law Enforcement Hall", and forced them to come out to chat with them. It happened that Gu Qingsheng was practicing the piano, so they all insisted on letting him play a song .

"By the way, if Junior Brother Junyu and Junior Brother Junyu enter the inner sect in the future, they must come to our Law Enforcement Hall," one person said with a smile. Others are not good!"

Jun Yu couldn't bear to tear him apart, it didn't sound like there was anything good...

"Hey, don't say it, don't look at the poor conditions of the Law Enforcement Hall, there are more people wanting to come in every year." Someone next to him answered.

"That's right, entering the Law Enforcement Hall is even more difficult than the autumn exam I passed in the past... The autumn exam is just a choice between the martial arts exam and the literary exam. If you want to enter the Law Enforcement Hall, you have to take both. It's really scary to memorize it."

"But if you want this black robe, you still have to take the exam. I think I only passed the exam for three years..."

Different from ordinary inner disciples, the disciples of Law Enforcing Hall are all dressed in uniform black clothes, and they look imposing and ruthless from a distance.

"I can't help it. The Law Enforcement Hall is personally seated by the Venerable Guan Dong Lingguan, independent of the other peaks. It is in charge of discipline and discipline, and the power to execute punishments. It sounds really handsome..."

"Handsome is handsome, but it's too dangerous. There must be casualties in the Law Enforcement Hall every year."

"What's the matter! Cultivation is a journey against the sky. Even if you are not in the Law Enforcement Hall, you will have to go out to practice sooner or later. How can there be no casualties? If you are afraid of death, you don't have to set foot on this road from the beginning. We Taoist disciples , is there any fear of this?"

Jun Yu listened and nodded in agreement.

Gu Qingsheng also suddenly became overwhelmed with pride: "Well said! I want to come to the Law Enforcement Hall after what I said, A Yu..." As he spoke, he lightly bumped into Jun Yu next to him.

Jun Yu remained calm: "Five volumes of house rules? Eight volumes of detailed rules? Can you memorize them?"

Gu Qingsheng: "..."

On Xingchi Peak, Bai Linqiu stood in front of an exquisite small pavilion, and crazily sent a voice transmission to Lin Changfeng: "Where have you been? Are you not on the peak?"

Lin Changfeng is the peak master of Xingchifeng, he usually stays here, and Bai Linqiu will come here to look for him on weekdays.

"I'm busy with Zongmen affairs, so I'll be back late." Soon Lin Changfeng replied.

"Oh..." Bai Linqiu was a little listless, he was not interested in any sect affairs at all.

"Forget it, I'll wait for you in the house." Bai Linqiu walked to the window of Xiaoge, opened the window, eagerly estimated the height of the window...

"You can't open the window, go through the door carefully." Immediately afterwards, Lin Changfeng's second voice transmission came.

Bai Linqiu: "..."

"Are you sending voices to Linqiu again?" In another place, Guan Dongling glanced at Lin Changfeng in front of him and said with a smile.

Lin Changfeng smiled without saying a word, and put aside the topic, he asked: "I heard that a famous disciple in the sect was attacked recently, but no trace was found? It seems that even Zhijun Fang knew about it."

Fang Zhijun is obsessed with sword practice, and it is usually not a trivial matter that can be passed on to him.

Guan Dongling nodded: "The Law Enforcement Hall is already investigating, but there is no progress."

"It's really troublesome," Lin Changfeng thought for a while, "Above Huashen can listen to the world, you and I have been covering the sect with spiritual consciousness these days, but we haven't found anything wrong... Either the perpetrator The cultivation base is higher than you and me, or there is a special magic weapon or supernatural power."

"Yes, but is it necessary for someone whose cultivation level is higher than ours to have trouble with a junior disciple, or even resort to assassination? It should be a magic weapon or a special technique." Guan Dongling nodded.

Just as Lin Changfeng was about to say something, his divine sense moved slightly, and his face suddenly changed.

Almost at the same time, Guan Dongling also uttered in surprise: "Has something happened to Cheng Xiufeng of the outer sect? Thunder disaster from heaven?"

Cheng Xiufeng, Gu Qingyuan's face was slightly pale, looking at the black scorched earth on the top of the peak, remembering the thunder that had just passed in front of him, he murmured: "Even if you don't want to go home with me, you don't have to be so cruel..."