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Chapter 962 Extraordinary jealousy

"Master, Seventh Ancestor, you..."

Yan Lan pointed to the barefoot old ghost and the old Taoist with his bare chest, with his eyes wide open. For a moment, he was a little uncomfortable with their costumes at this time.

The barefoot old ghost set off a Taoist robe, shook his hands, and grinned, "Hehe, Yan Lan, isn't your master much more pleasing than before?"

Yan Lan burst out, and the barefoot old ghost sometimes looked like a child.

The old Taoist slapped his stomach with his chest, then raised his head and said, "Yan Lan, the old ghost has become so handsome. This is all my credit for the old Taoist."

As he said, the old Taoist with his chest bare chest pointed at the barefoot old ghost and said, "Old Gui, I didn't say anything big, right? Your Taoist robe is the old Taoist for you to choose; this boot is also the advice given to you by the old Taoist; even your bun is also designed by the old Taoist, I am really versatile and unique ingenuity!"

Then, the old Taoist with his chest turned to Yan Lan again and said, "Hehe, Yan Lan, your master is so handsome, I am not bad at the old Taoist! Look, this robe fits well, the pattern is so delicate, and the bun is so delicate..."

Yan Lan saw the old Taoist who was wearing a chest and boasting like a treasure, and couldn't help laughing and said, "Haha, it's not bad, you and your master are much more handsome than before. If you continue to keep up, and you will be worshipped in this sect, you will definitely be in a constant stream."

The old Taoist with his chest bare chest smiled and said, "Haha, I love to hear Yan Lan's words. However, our ancestor decided not to recruit new disciples in person in the future, but to recruit disciples with excellent cultivation in our sect on behalf of our sect. In this way, the mysterious and tall image of the ancestor can be highlighted."

The barefoot old ghost also smiled and said, "Haha, our ancestor has enough disciples, and even the old ghost, I no longer lack disciples. Hehe, Yan Lan, go and do not talk to us old guys. If the Xuan clan doesn't come, we have nothing to do recently, haha..."

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

Yan Lan nodded and smiled, "Yes, the ancestors taught their disciples for hundreds of years. It is time to let go of all trivial matters and live a peaceful life. They have to practice Taoism with peace of mind. The disciples say goodbye and will definitely rush back before the ceremony."

After saying that, Yan Lan frowned and said, "The Xuan Clan must have known this sect's ceremony. I'm afraid that the Xuan Clan will not give up on that day. At that time, the people of other clans who participated in the ceremony may also become targets of the Xuan Clan's attack."

"At present, we should send additional personnel to pay attention to the trends of the Xuan clan;"

"Secondly design the place where the ceremony is watched in detail, so as not to be the target of the Xuan clan's attacks;"

"Three must avoid the spies of the Xuan clan entering this sect. The Xuan clan is good at sacrificing and killing puppets, and controls people's intelligence, so they have to be careful!"

When I heard that Yan Lan’s people, the five ancestors nodded with frown.

The Third Patriarch said: "It is reasonable, and the first and second points are easy to deal with, but we didn't expect the third point and didn't pay attention to it. The four elders immediately recalled their disciples and investigated them one by one."

The four elders nodded slightly and their faces were much more stern.

Yan Lan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and he had to say something. After all, it was related to the reputation and survival of Gangtian Gate, so he had to say it without any concealment.

Immediately, Yan Lan bid farewell to the ancestors and rushed towards Luoyun City.

Flying thousands of miles, Yan Lan sacrificed a purple carving of thunder, like a purple lightning, leaving only a shadow on the sky.

Eight hundred thousand miles, it takes half an hour to arrive.

Yan Lan openly drove the thunder and purple carvings to fly leisurely over Luoyun City.

Countless monks saw Yan Lan's iconic beast, and their spiritual consciousness radiated towards Yan Lan. They noticed that the purple eagle was even more powerful, like a mountain passing through the sky, their minds were shaken, but their expressions were unpredictable, as if something was brewing in their hearts.

When Yan Lan approached Liuxian Town, he put away the thunder and purple eagle, stood in the air, and made gestures with both hands.

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

With a "boom", the formation fell to the earth, completely covering the three thousand-mile Liuxian Town.

Yan Lan sent another spiritual consciousness into the formation: "If you come with kindness, it's okay to go straight; if you come with badness, you will die!"

Then, Yan Lan fell into Liuxian Martial Arts Hall.

Now, Liuxian Martial Arts Hall has become the place where Wuse and others live forever.

As for the original buildings near Li Yi’s house, they have now been transformed into a place of faith-worship, and it is determined that the day when Yanlan kills evildoers here every year is the holy day of faith. Most residents of Liuxian Town will come to worship him.

These methods were all done by Fang Chengwang and Gou Mu. They tried their best to establish Yan Lan as a belief in order to keep the people in Liuxian Town from their hearts.

Yan Lan has not interfered in such matters, after all, his wish is far from this.

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

After a while, Fang Chengwang, Gou Mu, Shi Xu, Beifeng, Tong Qi and others rushed over.

Yan Lan looked at it and could not see the figure of enlightenment. He thought that enlightenment must be practicing.

Suddenly, a figure came from the door. It was Wuse. He raised his right palm and smiled, "I noticed Yan Lan's breath from afar. Although I was reciting, I still couldn't help but come out. Yan Lan, what good things should I tell us when I came here?"

Yan Lan smiled brightly and roughly told the story of the Gangtian Sect becoming a new sect, and mentioned the opening ceremony.

Shi Xu and the other two were slightly shocked, their eyes full of yearning.

That was the Xingangtianmen built by Yan Lan. They really wanted to see what the Xingangtianmen would look like.

Wuse nodded and said, "Okay, Yan Lan, the opening ceremony, the little monk should be the one who was invited!"

Yan Lan smiled and said, "Haha, Brother Wuse is naturally indispensable for his kindness in Gangtian Sect. In addition, senior Untrue Immortal and Miss Cangcang will also go. Cough cough, Brother Wuse will definitely be happier!"

Wuse shook his head and smiled, "Yan Lan, Yan Lan, one day, the little monk will make fun of you, it depends on how you argue!"

...

Everyone chatted for a long time before they had fun.

Yan Lan learned that during this period, many cultivators in Luoyun City pretended to be unintentional, but in fact they intentionally broke into Liuxian Town, but did not do anything excessive. They just felt disdainful of Fang Chengwang and Gou Mu's cultivation.

There were many monks, with some small thoughts, who wanted to replace Fang Gou and others, but they only condescended Yan Lan and became the controllers of Liuxian Town.

There are also a few monks who saw Liuxian Town being ethereal and powerful day after day, as if a needle was in his eyes, and they were particularly jealous; they were also like a tiger lying beside the bed, feeling like he couldn't sleep or eat.

But due to Yan Lan's strength, they did not rush to do anything, but were waiting and waiting for a good opportunity.

As for what the opportunity is, everyone is confused, but they believe that even if it is a tiger, there will be times when it is a sleepy person.

The next morning, Yan Lan left Liuxian Town and rushed to the village where Buzhenxian was. (To be continued.)

ps: Recently, this book was inexplicably blocked for three days, resulting in an interruption of updates. In fact, there are no sensitive chapters such as ambiguous edges in this book, and it has not been unblocked for more than ten times. It was not until the editor went to work that it was unblocked. Recently, it was necessary to filter the keywords of more than 20,000 words in this book to find some weird sensitive words. This is a huge project, and you need to read it again. In addition, you have to work, and your time and energy are limited, so the update rate will be slower this month. Take this opportunity to sort out the outline again and it will explode next month. Sorry, sorry!
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