"Master, Seventh Ancestor, you..."

Yan Lan pointed at the barefoot old ghost and the bare-chested old man, his eyes widened, and for a moment, he was not used to their attire at this time.

The barefoot old ghost waved his Taoist robe, waved his hands, and grinned: "Hey, Yan Lan, is Master more pleasing to the eye than before?"

Yan Lan gasped, the barefoot old ghost's temperament was really like that of a child sometimes.

The bare-chested veteran patted his belly, raised his head quickly and said, "Yan Lan, the old ghost has become so handsome. This is all thanks to me, the veteran."

With that said, the topless old Taoist pointed at the barefoot old ghost and said: "Old ghost, I am not exaggerating, am I? The Taoist robe you are wearing was chosen by the Taoist for you; these boots were also the advice given to you by the Taoist; even

Your bun is also designed by me, a veteran, who is really versatile and has unique talents!"

Immediately, the topless old Taoist turned to Yan Lan and said: "Hey, Yan Lan, your master is so handsome, I am not bad at it! Look, this robe fits so well, the lines are so delicate, and this bun is so exquisite...

…”

Seeing the topless old Taoist boasting like a treasure, Yan Lan couldn't help laughing and said: "Haha, not bad, not bad. You and Master are both much more handsome than before. Keep up the good work, and there will definitely be a steady stream of disciples joining our sect.

Endless."

The topless old Taoist smiled and said: "Haha, I like to hear Yan Lan's words. However, our ancestor has decided not to recruit new disciples himself in the future. Instead, the disciples with excellent cultivation in our sect will recruit disciples on behalf of our sect. In this way

Only by coming can we highlight the mysterious and tall image of our ancestors."

The barefoot old ghost also smiled and said: "Haha, our ancestor has enough disciples, even the old ghost I no longer lack disciples. Hehe, Yan Lan. Go and do your work, don't chat with us old guys.

.The Xuan Clan won’t come. We don’t have much to do recently, haha..."

The old barefoot ghost was in a very good mood, talking, laughing, and beaming.

Yan Lan nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, our ancestors have been teaching disciples for hundreds of years. It's time to put down all the trivial matters, take care of your life, and practice Taoism with peace of mind. Disciples will say goodbye and will rush back before the grand opening ceremony."

After saying that, Yan Lan frowned and said: "The Xuan Clan must already know about the opening ceremony of our sect. I'm afraid that on that day, the Xuan Clan will not give up. By then, people from other clans participating in the ceremony may also become Xuan Clan members."

The target of the clan’s attack.”

"Right now, we should send more manpower to pay attention to the Xuan clan's movements;"

"Second, we must carefully design the venue for the grand ceremony so that figures from various sects will not bear the brunt of being attacked and killed by the Xuan clan;"

"Third, we must prevent spies from the Xuan Clan from sneaking into our sect. The Xuan Clan is good at cultivating, killing puppets, and controlling people's minds, so we have to guard against them!"

Upon hearing this, the five ancestors of Yanlan frowned and nodded.

The Third Patriarch said: "It makes sense. Points 1 and 2 are easy to deal with, but the third point is the only one we didn't expect and didn't pay attention to. The four elders immediately summoned their disciples to investigate one by one."

The four elders nodded slightly in agreement. Their expressions were obviously more solemn.

Yan Lan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. There were some things he had to say. After all, it was related to the reputation and survival of the Gangtian Sect, so he had no choice but to say it without any concealment.

Immediately, Yan Lan bid farewell to his ancestors and headed towards Luoyun City.

After flying thousands of miles, Yan Lan sacrificed the thundering purple eagle, like a purple lightning, leaving only an afterimage in the sky.

Eight hundred thousand miles away, we will arrive in half an hour.

Yan Lan openly rode the thundering purple eagle and flew leisurely over Luoyun City.

Countless monks saw Yan Lan's iconic ferocious beast, and their spiritual consciousness spread towards Yan Lan. They noticed that the purple eagle was even more powerful, like a huge mountain crossing the sky, and their hearts were shaken, but their expressions were unchanging.

It seems that something is brewing in my heart.

When Yan Lan approached Liuxian Town, he put away the thundering purple eagle, stood in the air, and made seals with his hands.

In an instant, a huge formation started from Yan Lan's fingertips and spread out. After a few breaths, it reached a radius of three thousand miles.

With a "boom", the large formation fell towards the ground, completely covering Sanqianli Liuxian Town.

Yan Lan transmitted another spiritual consciousness and entered the formation: "If you are friendly, you can go straight in; if you are unkind, you will die if you enter!"

Later, Yan Lan fell into Liuxian Martial Hall.

Nowadays, Liuxian Martial Hall has become the long-term residence of the Wise group.

As for the original building near Li Yi's house, it has now been transformed into a place of worship in the style of an immortal temple. The day when Yan Lan kills the villains here every year is designated as a holy day of faith. Most residents of Liuxian Town will spontaneously come to worship

.

These methods were all done by Fang Chengwang and Gou Mu. They tried their best to establish Yanlan as a believer so that the people of Liuxian Town would not dissipate.

Yan Lan did not interfere in such matters, after all, his wish was far from that.

Yan Lan came to the palace quietly and sent a message to Fang Chengwang and others.

After a while, Fang Chengwang, Gou Mu, Shi Xu, Bei Feng, Tong Xin and others rushed over.

Yan Lan looked around and saw that Wu Se was nowhere to be seen, so she guessed that Wu Se must be practicing.

Suddenly, a figure came to the door, it was Wu Se. He raised his right palm and said with a smile: "I noticed Yan Lan's aura from afar. Although I was meditating, I still couldn't help but come out. Yan Lan, come here this time

, and what good things do you want to tell us?"

Yan Lan smiled happily, and then roughly told the story of building Gangtianmen into a new sect, and also mentioned the founding ceremony.

Shi Xu and the others were slightly startled, their eyes filled with yearning.

That was the new Gangtian Gate built by Yan Lan. They wanted to see what the new Gangtian Gate would look like.

Wu Se nodded and said: "Okay, Yanlan, for the mountain opening ceremony, the young monk should also be invited!"

Yan Lan smiled and said: "Haha, brother Wu Se is kind to Gangtianmen, so naturally it is indispensable. In addition, senior Bu Zhenxian and Miss Cang Cang will also go. Ahem, brother Wu Se will definitely be happier!"

Wu Se shook his head and smiled: "Yan Lan, Yan Lan, one day, the young monk will definitely make fun of you like this. Let's see how you argue!"

…

Everyone chatted for a long time before enjoying themselves.

Yan Lan learned that during this period, there were actually many monks from Luoyun City who broke into Liuxian Town intentionally, pretending to be unintentional, but they did not do anything excessive, they just wanted and seduced Fang Cheng.

I admire his cultivation and feel disdainful.

There are many monks who, with some small thoughts, want to replace Fang Gou and the other two, so they condescend to Yan Lan and become the controller of Liuxian Town.

There are also a few monks who are extremely jealous as they see Liuxian Town becoming more and more ethereal and powerful day after day. They feel as if they have been stung by needles in their eyes. They also feel like a tiger is lying on the side of the bed, and they feel as if they cannot sleep or eat well.

However, due to Yan Lan's strength, they were not in a hurry to act recklessly, but were waiting and watching, waiting for a good opportunity.

As for what constitutes a good opportunity, everyone has no idea, but they believe that even a fierce tiger will have its moments of drowsiness.

Early the next morning, Yan Lan left Liuxian Town and headed towards the village where Bu Zhenxian lived. (To be continued...)

ps: Recently, this book was inexplicably blocked for three days, causing updates to be interrupted. In fact, there are no sensitive chapters such as ambiguity or ambiguity in this book. Even though I applied for it more than ten times, it still failed to be unblocked. Until the editor-in-chief went to work,

It has just been unblocked. Recently, I have to filter the keywords of the more than 2 million words in this book one by one to find some weird and sensitive words. This is a huge project, and I need to read it carefully again. In addition, I have to work, and my time and energy are limited, so
Chapter completed!