Wherever Yan Lan passed, the earth was surging wildly.

Suddenly, the peaks stood tall and the gullies were continuous, and all the charred soil was buried underground.

Kuang Yuanwu stared at the eyes of the crowd and said, "What are the junior brother Yan Lan doing? All spirits wither, can they really regain their vitality? The spiritual vein has been broken, can they really continue the spiritual vein? This... this is such a big deal. Junior brother Yan actually has such courage..."

The long-lasting shock fluctuated back and forth in the minds of everyone, making everyone so shocked that they could not speak.

The Third Patriarch took a deep breath and said, "The disciples obeyed the orders and left twenty people to defend themselves. Everyone else transplanted trees, rocks and rocks for reconstruction of the mountain gate. At the same time, they collected flowers, plants and trees and scattered them on the ground that Yan Lan had turned over."

"Abide by the laws of the Three Ancestors!"

The disciples shouted excitedly, and after some discussion, they clarified their respective responsibilities and then scattered.

A new disciple who has just started has such a passion for turning around all kinds of things. As elders, how can they be content with the status quo and be deeply sad?

Yan Lan's powerful spiritual power was surging, and his figure breathed a hundred miles apart.

In the blink of an eye, the territory under Yan Lan's body, which was a hundred miles apart, was renovated, and the entire earth was no longer charred, but the fragrance of the soil was radiated.

It took a full day and a night to spend until the next morning that Yan Lan turned all the mountains in a radius of thousands of miles away.

Even with Yan Lan's second-in-the-speech divination stage, he was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

The spiritual energy in the soul has gone seven or eight out of ten.

If the golden soul had not been crazy about absorbing the golden Buddha's power, Yan Lan would have been on the verge of exhaustion.

After doing all this, Yan Lan wiped away the sweat from her face and looked at the earth with satisfaction. An indescribable sense of accomplishment filled her heart.

The barefoot old ghost pressed his palm on Yan Lan's shoulder, and the powerful spiritual energy spread into Yan Lan's body.

Yan Lan did not refuse the old ghost's kindness. After absorbing it for a moment, his energy was restored, so he stopped the old ghost from continuing to instill spiritual power.

After all, it takes extremely huge energy to fill Yan Lan's soul. Even if a hundred barefoot old ghosts put their best efforts, it is difficult to fill Yan Lan's soul.

The barefoot old ghost said with concern: "Yan Lan, you are really working hard. Don't rush to rebuild the mountain gate. You have to cherish yourself more!"

Yan Lan smiled and said, "Master, I'm fine. I'm a member of Gangtian Sect. When I'm out, if there is no mountain gate standing up in this sect, others will definitely look down on me in their hearts. In addition, the Xuan clan is too much. The disciple was so angry that he changed the Gangtian Mountains in one breath."

The barefoot old ghost patted Yan Lan on the shoulder, looked at the disciple who was busy transporting trees and rocks, and said, "Yan Lan, preparations for reconstruction of the mountain gate are still in progress. You should first cultivate for one day. Tomorrow morning, you should be able to prepare for the preparation. At that time, the design of the mountain gate needs your suggestions."

Yan Lan's eyes lit up, she smiled slightly, and she was very happy.

The barefoot old ghost said this at least, at least it means that the Gangtian Gate has regarded him as extremely important.

Yan Lan never likes internal struggle and does not like being rejected by his fellow disciples. Just like in the Yan clan, he forgave the bullying of some clans and tries his best to gain recognition and respect from the entire clan.

If you are very particular about your relatives and fellow disciples, you may only have nothing in the end.

Yan Lan likes his fellow disciples to unite and fight against foreign enemies. He also likes to be respected by fellow disciples, be able to make a difference, and truly integrate into the sect.

People have feelings, but no one likes to be trapped in the whirlpool of various struggles.

Everyone's heart desires to have some trustworthy people and a place where there is no need for intrigue.

The rebuilt Gangtian Gate may become the ideal world in Yan Lan's heart, and it is also a place where he can rest assured to be in the undercurrent of the Lion Kingdom.

Yan Lan nodded and agreed, looking for a remote place to escape into the Zen space.

One day and one night, Yan Lan's soul was filled with energy and radiant appearance.

Even because of overdrawing spiritual power yesterday and urging magic tricks, Yan Lan's cultivation level was unexpectedly consolidated.

Yan Lan walked out of the Zen Heart Space and saw that everyone in Gangtian Gate was standing in a temporary square.

The old Taoist with his chest bare chest smiled and said, "Yan Lan, come here quickly!"

Yan Lan nodded, flashed his body and came to the ancestors.

The Third Ancestor smiled and said, "Yan Lan, where do you think this mountain gate of this place with a radius of thousands of miles should be built?"

Yan Lan looked at the eyes of the five ancestors and the disciples, touched her head and said, "This matter is a great cause for our sect. The disciples are not talented and do not know much about Feng Shui and architecture. They dare not make a conclusion. You all agree."

The Third Ancestor stroked his beard and smiled, "Haha, Yan Lan, this mountain range was made up by you. What you think in your heart is the best Feng Shui. It's okay, please speak it out with confidence and boldness, and the Third Ancestor will support you."

The Fifth Patriarch also smiled and said, "Yan Lan, I really have to listen to your opinions on this matter, just tell me."

"Yes, Junior Brother Yan, even the ancestors believe in your vision, we have no objection!"

The disciples also shouted immediately, and the ones they released were mostly kind.

Yan Lan took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay, I will speak out for reference. The disciples think that the original pattern of this sect is each standing on the top of the mountain, which is too scattered, making it difficult for the disciples of this sect to form cohesion."

"Therefore, my disciples think that the new mountain gate of this sect should abandon the style of standing on the hills and not connecting with each other. Based on the main peak, a core mountain gate is established and a powerful ban is laid for protection. Other peaks or flat grounds can be built into practice places."

As he said that, Yan Lan looked into the distance and pointed to a towering mountain peak and said, "That mountain is ten thousand feet high, and it is the key arrangement of the disciples and can be used as a place for the cultivation of this sect."

Then, Yan Lan pointed to the south of the mountain and said, "The south of this peak is open, and a Taoist temple can be built for daily practice, ceremonies, reception of visitors, etc., to show the majesty of this school."

"The above is my humble opinion. Please decide for the ancestors!"

When the disciples heard this, they immediately whispered to each other and started to talk in a low voice.

The five ancestors all nodded slightly, and their faces gradually showed a smile.

After counting breaths, the Third Patriarch nodded vigorously and said loudly: "Okay, I agree with Yan Lan's opinion very much. You may as well explain what you think."

The barefoot old ghost smiled and said, "I believe that Yan Lan's vision will not be bad, so he agrees."

The Fifth Patriarch, the Sixth Patriarch, and the old Taoist who bare his chest also nodded in agreement.

They are naturally unrestrained people. If Yan Lan makes up their minds for them, they are too happy and how could they object?

All the disciples nodded and agreed.

Yan Lan smiled leisurely in her heart. In fact, before he started yesterday, he had mature ideas in his heart. He said it today and knew that no one would object.

Because there is no Feng Shui in the Gangtian Mountains, which is comparable to the earth veins he has created through huge efforts.

Yan Lan took a deep breath and said proudly with temperament: "Yesterday I just flipped the ground, and today I will truly regain my vitality and continue my spiritual veins!" (To be continued.)

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Chapter completed!