The Strongest System

The next day, the gray is covered, the clouds are retreating, the clouds are full of heaven, and the heavens and the earth are showing a gloomy color.

All the disciples of the saints are in a heavy mood, like a stone that is pressed against them.

The black clothes fluttered and were dark, and the disciples were gathered in the black robes to gather in the holy ancestral hall.

It is the place where the holy sages return to their homeland. It is the place where the saints have been squandering blood for the holy sects and returning to their homes after death.

The place of the Shengzong Temple is located on a mountain peak in the east, as high as the main peak, which is the highest honor of the Holy Family.

Only the honor of all this can be owned after death.

At this time, Lin Fan stood in the front row and stood side by side with the lord. Looking at the stone monuments in front, the young life is so fragile, like a fireworks, so they may not think of walking so fast, even Not even a good thing.

"Master..." Mu Bingyan shook hands and gently stroked the cold stone tablet. The carved text above, like a sword, penetrated her heart.

"Master..." Mu Bingyan's beautiful face, without a trace of blood, her heart seems to be cut by a blunt scythe, very painful, piercing pain.

But she can't cry, she is now the peak of the Blue Peak, she wants to be strong, and lead the sisters to be strong.

"Master..." Mu Bingyan’s lips trembled and couldn’t be strong anymore. The tears couldn’t stop flowing. She was the Princess of the Dynasty. When she was young, she was chased and killed, and fell in the snow and ice. The moment she was desperate, a pair of warm hands, hugged her up and brought it to this warm mountain.

Here, Mu Bingyan did not want to go back, just want to quietly accompany the master's side, but now, thinking of the master away from her, she can no longer help but cry.

"Master, the ice will complete your last wish, you can go with peace of mind." Mu Bingyan lowered his head, tears wet the ground, a cold temper, at this moment, but also left painful tears.

The disciples of the Lan Lanfeng also sobbed softly, and their most beloved peaks left them.

Other disciples of the Holy Family, this time also bowed their heads and sadness, these are their brothers.

"The sacred ancestor, the 10,000-year-old lord, experienced all kinds of disasters, but Er and so on must remember today, 386 of the same door, sacrificed for the protection of the Zongmen, they are the heroes of the saints, they made a major for the saints Contribute, special into the Shengzong ancestral hall, for future generations to remember, into the ancestral hall." Yan Hongyu look serious, screaming.

A sound sounded through the void and spread throughout the Holy Family.

Lin Fan looked at all of this and felt deeply. These disciples may not be high, but they deserve respect.

The disciples in black robes, holding the spirits, and looking sad into the hall, placed the spiritual position in their hands.

Lin Fan sighed and touched the chicken on his shoulder. He was always a lively chicken. He also bowed his head and whispered softly.

The chicken seems to be able to feel the heart of Lin Fan at the moment, Lin Fan is sad, he is sad.

"Oh...."

The chicken used a small head and touched Lin Fan’s cheek as if he was comforting Lin Fan.

At this moment, Lin Fan came to the side of Mu Bingyan and said softly, "People are inherently dead, or heavier than heaven and earth, or lighter than Hong Mao. They die for the Zongmen. In the future, the holy disciples will remember in their hearts, and the sisters will not be sad. The last wish of the Blue Peak Lord is to let her old man rest in peace."

"Thank you, my brother." Mu Bingyan nodded and his face gradually recovered.

Lin Fan looked at the void, and I don’t know how sad it is at the moment.

The lord died, and the elders of Liang were already dead. Only one person left alone in the future. The burden of the nine disciples of the disciples was deeply pressed against him, and he did not know whether he could support him.

"Hey……."

Although the Xuanhuangjie said that the weak meat is strong and the life is like a mustard, but now it feels the sadness of the close relatives who are dead.

A few days later.

The people gradually eased from the sad atmosphere and invested in the construction of the Zongmen. The Shengzong cultivation boom was once again high, and countless disciples were engaged in cultivation.

Perhaps this incident has dealt a big blow to them, let them feel their own weakness, want to become stronger, and defend the Zongmen.

Lin Fan understands this, but it is a bit late to understand. If you can think of it in Cang Lingzhou, the Holy Mozong may not be destroyed.

Any powerful Zongmen also has a day of decline and a day of destruction.

But as long as you are alive, you won't let this happen.

The injury of Gong Bing night recovered.

Lin Fan originally wanted to let him go back, but he was so gimmick, crying and begging, Zhang Ergou and others were also saying good things.

In the end, I didn't want to say anything more, let him stay and act as a foreign disciple.

In the past few months, Lin Wu’s departure has changed a lot. The usual people come and go, like a market, selling items in ordinary cities.

These items are popular in the Holy Family.

Lin Fan also went, but when he saw the palace ice night, he felt strange, and for this woman, Lin Fan also admire.

Dare to fight, dare to think.

As for the body that wants to sleep to the pure man, it is still a daydream.

Who is Xiaoye? That’s the character in the crown...

Ok, don't brag, go to the treasure house and get a wave.

The treasure house that Shengzong Wannian accumulated is bound to be very large. The baby inside is presumably crazy. Think of the distressed look of the lord. Lin Fan can think of the prosperity of the treasure house.

It’s exciting to think about it.

It didn't take long for Lin Fan to come to the location of the treasure house, which is located in a secret cave below the main mountain. There is a breath in it, which must be left by the lord, just in case someone breaks into it. .

However, Lin Fan has the token given by the sect, and naturally there is no problem, and the breath is also a concession.

"Is this a treasure house?" Lin Fan stood in front of the two stone facades, curiously looking at it, especially the two words carved out above the stone door.

"treasure house."

Lin Fan shook his head and sighed. What kind of masterpiece is this powerful power? Isn't this telling people that there is no silver in this place? If you guys, luck is here, I don’t know what it is, but when I see these two words, I don’t have to think about it. I know that this is a treasure house.

At this time, the token of Lin Fan’s body slowly flew out, and a light shone on the stone gate.

"Boom..."

The two stone doors slowly opened, and Lin Fan’s heart was also a condensation.

He smelled the smell of baby...

Thick...

Lin Fan couldn't wait to go in. When he saw the scene inside, he was also surprised and widened his eyes.

Miser... Absolute miser.

Those treasures are piled up on a shelf, and the treasures in this treasure house have already become solid and sticky.

Compared with the nine sects, there are still a lot of high-end.

The land of the west is a barren land, and it seems that it is not without reason.

The location of the Holy Family is rich in water, and this baby is naturally more.

PS: It seems like making this book an animation. Which big **** hastened to invest a wave and is willing to fly with you. Ask for a subscription, ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a reward, and ask for everything.