Everyone felt the hidden intention of the Fifth Patriarch's tone when he mentioned Yan Lan.

But after listening to Yan Lan's words, everyone nodded slightly. Yan Lan's choice was reasonable at least for now.

As for Yan Lan's proposal, everyone thought for a moment and agreed.

The Third Ancestor said: "What Yan Lan said is true. Our sect is a big sect after all. It is not too embarrassing to confront the Xuan Clan, the largest clan, and fall slightly behind. What's more, Yan Lan killed several elders of the Xuan Clan.

The clan also suffered heavy casualties. Now, our sect has risen from the same place and is proud of itself."

"As for my appointment as the leader, I believe that the old weirdo from the Fifth Patriarch likes majesty and scenery, and does things in a grand and grand manner, so he is more suitable."

The Fifth Patriarch waved his hand and said: "Third Patriarch, old monster, you are trying to undermine me. This position of head belongs to you, don't shirk it anymore."

The Sixth Patriarch also said: "Yes, Old Weird Third Patriarch, as one of the ten cultivators on the battle list, and also the ancestor with the highest level of cultivation in our sect, this position of leader must be held by you. Otherwise, to the outside world, our sect will

It’s just a head shorter.”

The topless old Taoist, the barefoot old ghost, and all the disciples all expressed their approval.

The Third Patriarch shook his head and sighed, and said to Yan Lan: "Yan Lan, who is the person you want to be the leader?"

Yan Lan cupped his hands and said: "This disciple thinks that it must be the Third Patriarch."

The Third Patriarch nodded and said: "Well, since everyone wants me to carry the heavy responsibility, if I try to shirk it any more, I will be completely irresponsible."

The Third Ancestor glanced at Yan Lan and continued: "From now on, I will work hard to lead our sect on the road to rise. Now, our sect has changed its face, and some regulations should also follow the trend."

"Fifth Patriarch, Sixth Patriarch, Seventh Patriarch, and Eighth Patriarch, the four of you are the ancestors of our sect's mountain-holding. Your power is equal to that of the head. From now on, the eight mountains of our sect will be unified into one and will no longer be separated from each other."

"Disciples of the original second and fourth ancestors can choose their teachers again. You can choose any of our five ancestors at will, and you will still enjoy the status of core disciples. All ancestors are treated equally, and there must be no favoritism or bullying."

"Now, only the life and death of the first ancestor is unknown. The disciples of the first ancestor can temporarily become the disciples of our five ancestors. We will make changes after the trace of the first ancestor is finally found."

The Third Patriarch's eyes narrowed, he scanned everyone, and continued: "Don't be dissatisfied. Our sect has fallen to this point because of disunity. Now that our sect has become one, we will live together and die together, we should put aside our previous prejudices.

Let’s fight for survival and glory together. You must learn from Yan Lan, who has never forgotten the grudges of any of his fellow apprentices. Only with such a broad mind can great achievements be achieved.”

The words of the Third Patriarch were sonorous and powerful. Upon hearing this, all the disciples shouted in unison: "I will obey the Master's decree!"

The Third Patriarch nodded and said: "Okay, after the eighteenth day, the opening ceremony of the mountain will be held. During this period, our sect will send out invitations widely, refine the mountain gate, and make full preparations. We must make this opening ceremony a glorious one.

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All the disciples raised their hands in response, their expressions were excited, and their eyes were ignited with a flame of anticipation and excitement.

Yan Lan was also quite excited. He had single-handedly created the new Gangtian Sect. If the glory of the Gangtian Sect could be continued for another thousand years, it would be a great event to be proud of.

Everyone entered the Xinshan Gate and began to assign tasks.

Except for a few disciples whose whereabouts are unknown, Gangtian Sect now has a total of one hundred and sixty disciples.

Disciples who have reached the Sixth Form Infant Transformation stage or above do not need to do any trivial things, they only need to concentrate on cultivation.

Disciples who are in the stage of infant transformation from the third stage to the fifth stage are responsible for running around and handing out invitations.

Disciples whose cultivation level is below the second stage of infant transformation are responsible for internal affairs and logistics.

Suddenly, Gangtianmen was like a machine, operating in an orderly manner.

Yan Lan doesn't have to do any trivial matters at all. He is completely free within the sect. Even the five ancestors will not easily instruct him to do anything.

Yan Lan meditated for seven days, and when she came out, she found that the entire Gangtian Gate was decorated with lights and colors, giving it a festive atmosphere.

"The Xuan clan has not come to harass our sect and Liuxian Town these days. Could it be that they are brewing some new plan?"

Yan Lan frowned and thought, the Xuan clan stood still, feeling a little weird.

After a moment, Yan Lan shook his head and said: "Facing the Xuan Clan, we can no longer take it lightly. Although the ancestors of our sect have set up a large formation to protect the sect, it is not enough to defend against the top powerhouses of the Xuan Clan."

Taking a deep breath, Yan Lan rose into the air, made hand gestures, and moved the Ten Thousand Sealing Formation Seals, continuously blessing the sect-protecting formation.

Yan Lan combined Yao Fu's understanding of the formation and modified these ten thousand seals. Even if the head of the Xuan clan came in person, it would be impossible to break the formation with magic.

Yan Lan was confident that even if the head of the Xuan clan tried to break through it, he would not be able to withstand this formation for a while.

It took a full half an hour for Yan Lan to complete the protective sect formation and make it impregnable.

Some disciples looked up and couldn't understand Yanlan's hand tactics, but they could feel the strong shields rumbling on the sect-protecting formation. The momentum was extremely majestic. Even if the ancestor of the sect took action, it had never been so powerful.

The five ancestors also noticed the movement in the sect-protecting formation and came out of the palace one after another.

The Third Patriarch stroked his beard and stared, "I didn't expect that not only Yan Lan's cultivation is amazing, but his attainments in formations are also far superior to mine."

The Fifth Ancestor nodded and said: "Yan Lan's talent is simply astonishing. I can't imagine what strange things he has experienced!"

The barefoot old ghost also said with emotion: "More than half a year ago, when Yan Lan first entered the sect, his cultivation was not in my eyes. The old ghost and I only preached to him once. Unexpectedly, in just half a year,

It’s really unimaginable that I feel inferior to you, old ghost!”

…

After Yan Lan finished the display, he saw that the ancestors were all looking at him. He immediately went over and cupped his hands and said, "Disciple pays homage to the master and Zhenshan Ancestor. I still have some things to deal with in Luoyun City, so I want to set off immediately."

I have strengthened the Zong's formation, even if the Xuan Clan's chief comes in person, some means will be needed to break through the formation."

The Third Ancestor was slightly startled. Even he did not dare to say such words. He did not expect Yan Lan to have such confidence. He immediately nodded and said: "Okay, go ahead and take care of yourself outside. You don't have to worry about what's going on inside."

, just rush back before the opening ceremony."

Yan Lan nodded and suddenly realized that the originally slovenly and casual topless old man and the barefooted old man had changed their appearance.

The topless old Taoist wore a wide robe, which tightly covered his exposed belly, making him look a little thinner. Coupled with his kind-hearted expression, he had the appearance of a wise man.

The barefoot old ghost was dressed in a green Taoist robe, with neat hair and a neatly trimmed beard. His feet, which had been bare all year round, were actually wearing a pair of simple Taoist boots. He was much less carefree and lazy than before, and more like an immortal.
Chapter completed!