"This seems to be inappropriate. I heard that Senior Jinlin has a high level of cultivation. Can't she see that the soul-dividing photocopy has been planted in your body? Just tell me this, the leader Qingyue and Senior Huang Tong will be severely punished by the sect, so there will be no future." Chen Luo suddenly interrupted.

"The soul-dividing photocopy of the Qingyue Thief Woman and Huang Tong Taoist on my father and I was extraordinary. It was not an ordinary soul seal. Moreover, they used the secret technique to hide it. The golden scale could not be recognized at the beginning." Wei Qing snorted and said.

Wei Qing's statement is justified, but Chen Luo still feels that there are some problems, but he can't think about it for a while.

"After that, I was discovered by Putuo Mountain to secretly learn Taoism. Jin Lin had no choice but to take me away. It was not until this moment that I realized that the soul-sharing photocopy was planted by the Qingyue thief in my body. Not only that, I met Jin Lin and taught Putuo's martial arts. Even exposing my cultivation skills in the sect competition were all secretly arranged, with the purpose of driving Jin Lin out of the sect and keeping her position as the head of Putuo Mountain." Wei Qing continued, and the sound of words seemed to condense people into ice.

"Stop, Senior Sister Qingyue is noble and noble, and puts the sect first in everything. How can you slander nonsense!" Fairy Qinglian couldn't bear it when she heard Wei Qing whispering the thief, and her eyes almost spit out of fire...

"Great and noble? Haha, it's really a joke! Although you and Qingyue, the leader of Qinglian, have been with each other for many years, they don't know her character at all! The thief's wife is mediocre in her qualifications, but she is extremely competitive. Unfortunately, among her peers, whether it is you or Jinlin, her talent is far above her. She is always frightened, fearing that her cultivation will be too much for you, so she used the photocopy of the soul-sharing." Wei Qing sneered repeatedly, her eyes full of disdain.

When Fairy Qinglian heard this, she was stunned. Looking back on her memories from a long time ago, some places were indeed as Wei Qing said, but she was only focused on her practice before and did not pay attention.

When the elder Putuo Mountain and some senior disciples heard this, they recalled the style of the Qingyue Sect's behavior, which was basically consistent with what Wei Qing said, and they couldn't help but feel a little skeptical.

"Jinlin and I escaped from Putuo Mountain. The Qingyue thief was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so he chased us with Taoist Huang Tong and chased us on the banks of the South China Sea. In order to cover me, Jinlin blocked all of them with his own strength, and finally was exhausted to death. At that time, I told myself that I must destroy Putuo Mountain in this life and avenge her this blood sea of ​​revenge!" Wei Qing stared at Fairy Qinglian, Taoist Huang Tong, etc., with endless hatred in his eyes.

Speaking of the last few words, he shouted loudly, his voice rumbled and echoed in this space, and everyone present lost their lust and no one spoke for a long time.

"Elder Huang Tong, the only disciples who went out to chase Jin Lin and the others back then were you and Senior Sister Qingyue. Senior Sister had already fallen. You are the only one who knows everything. Is the matter back then as Wei Qing said?" Fairy Qinglian looked extremely pale, and slowly turned her head to look at Taoist Huang Tong. Her eyes were bright and sharp, and it made people feel trembling.

Taoist Huang Tong's eyes flashed, and he was about to deny it, but when Fairy Qinglian stared at him, his heart trembled for some reason, and he didn't say a word of what he wanted to say.

When everyone saw his expression, they knew that what Wei Qing said was not false, and they all sighed in their hearts.

Chen Luo frowned. Wei Qing's words seemed true, but he still felt that some parts were unnatural.

Moreover, after Wei Qing talked for so long, the blood shadow in his mind did not take the opportunity to attack, which was really strange.

As soon as he thought of this, he silently used his Xuanyin mystery pupils again, secretly peeking into Wei Qing's soul, and his eyes were shocked.

In Wei Qing's mind, the red shadow disappeared.

After Wei Qing finished speaking, he actually started to breathe, as if saying these words had consumed great energy.

"Yilang, thank you for your hard work over the years." A gentle voice suddenly came from behind Wei Qing.

Wei Qing's body shook and his whole body froze there. The next moment he woke up like a dream and turned around like lightning. He saw a woman wearing a golden long dress and beautiful hair standing there, not knowing where she appeared.

The woman looked at her 25 or 26 years old, and her facial features were not very outstanding, but her bright eyes were as clear as water, with a smile on her lips, and her every move made people feel very comfortable, and she exuded a gentle and watery look from the inside out.

Chen Luo was also shocked. He was closest to Wei Qing. Although he was thinking about things, he did not relax his warning. He could not see where the woman in the long skirt appeared.

"Jin, Jinlin..." Wei Qing looked at the woman in the long dress, her face full of incredible expressions, so she stuttered a little when she spoke.

The expressions of the fairy Qinglian, Taoist Huang Tong and others on the altar all changed.

They have all seen Jinlin. This woman in long skirt is just like that, but Jinlin has not fallen, so how could it appear here?

"It's me." The woman in the long skirt slowly walked forward, walked to Wei Qing, and raised her hand to caress his body.

Wei Qing is in a demon state at this moment, much taller than a woman in a long skirt, so this woman can only brush Wei Qing's calves with her hands.

"You are really golden scales? Impossible! I have preserved your body in the ten thousand-year-old ice cave of the Great Snow Mountain, and I have not yet obtained the willow branches. You cannot be resurrected at this moment! Who are you? Why did you change into golden scales to deceive me?" Wei Qing was stunned for a moment, immediately flashed back and shouted sternly.

"Fellow Daoist Wei should not be surprised. Our clan also has the secret technique and treasures to resurrect the dead. What's more, fellow Daoist Ao has already obtained the jade bottle. We used the nectar water in it and tried it with other treasures. Unexpectedly, we really resurrected fellow Jinlin in advance." The void moved beside the woman in the long skirt, and a black figure appeared and said with a faint smile.

Chen Luo saw the person clearly and his whole body was shocked.

This man was wearing a black robe and a hat. The purple and black light surrounded him, which was the demonic wind he had seen several times.

Moreover, the demonic energy on the body of Yao Feng was surging, his cultivation level was also improved, and he had reached the late stage of Mahayana and was not far from the True Immortal.

The void next to the demon wind immediately moved again, and Ma Xiuxiu's figure also appeared out of thin air.

When the others saw this scene, their expressions were shaking, and they all paid attention to the situation around them, fearing that another demon clan would emerge out of thin air.

"Are you saying true?" A black light flashed on Wei Qing's huge body, and instantly returned to the size of a human figure, shouting to Yao Feng nervously and eagerly.

"You and fellow Taoist Jinlin are lovers, and you have kept her body for many years. You should know the best whether you are me." Yao Feng said with a smile.

When Wei Qing heard this, he immediately looked at Jinlin, muttering something, and pointing to the empty fingers.

Jinlin's chest lit up, and a blue light slowly emerged, turning into a sky-blue round bead with crystal light flashing on it, looking like some kind of treasure.

"That's right, this is the Dingyan Bead I have refined with my own hands to maintain your physical body. The golden scales are really you?" Wei Qing's whole body trembled, tears surging in his eyes, and he said in a trembling voice.

"Yilang, I have heard these people say that what you have done for me over the years, and it's fine." Jinlin walked forward and hugged Wei Qing.

"Jinlin, you are finally resurrected. It's great, great..." Wei Qing hugged Jinlin tightly, muttering like a dreamlike voice with a happy and satisfied face.

The two hugged each other in public, although they were incompatible with etiquette, everyone had just heard Wei Qing dictating the tragedy of Jinlin. Now that Jinlin is resurrected, it is considered that lovers finally get married, and no one said anything, but instead secretly wishes blessings.
Chapter completed!