I preach with black technology

The handover ceremony of the head of Yigu is said to be simple, but all the procedures that should be there are not bad.

The magnificent and simple front hall of the head is built on the basis of two ancient trees. The ancient trees have existed for thousands of years, covering the sky and the sun. A holy place that can shelter from wind and rain.

Lu Yan is in the front position. He is wearing a black Taoist robe that can only be worn by the disciples of the Divine Creation Sect. On the land of the valley, there is endless life.

Duan Tongfeng sat next to Lu Yan, the two of them were only separated by an aisle, and they could touch each other with their hands.

After being ridiculed by Lu Yan last night, Duan Tongfeng adhered to the principle of "Lu Bupo is too young to be as knowledgeable as him", and finally couldn't hold back: "Brother Bupo, how can you bring a bird in on such an important occasion?"

Lu Yan woke up early this morning and his eyelids kept twitching. In order to relieve the uneasiness in his heart, he put the hummingbird on his shoulders, connected with his consciousness, and kept abreast of Houtucheng's situation. When he was in a bad mood, Lu Yan had no time to argue with Duan Tongfeng: " Senior Brother Duan should take good care of himself, if you have the skills to talk to me, it is better to practice your sword."

Duan Tongfeng was dismissed lightly. After doing business with you, my Junior Brother Jianzong Zhangyue gave up his practice, and instead smelt a lot of copper on mortals. I take the liberty to advise my junior, after entering the Tao, there is a world of difference from mortals , and then entangled with the mortal world, I am afraid that there is no hope of ascension. If you don't break the magnanimity of the path of junior and junior, you should cherish it first. "

Yo, this is cursing me for spoiling He Changyue.

Lu Yan rolled his eyes on his forehead silently, and said, "What do you mean, isn't Senior Brother Duan born a human being?"

Duan Tongfeng almost lost his breath.

Answering "yes" is slapping oneself in the face, and answering "no", which heartless person will admit that he was "not born as a human being".

Duan Tongfeng was in a dilemma, so he simply shut up and stopped talking.

Yuan Chi and Ying Sanliang were sitting across from Lu Yan, they could hear the conversation just now clearly, Ying Sanliang couldn't help poking Yuan Chi's arm: "Tell me, what's wrong with Duan Tongfeng, he insisted on messing with our little ancestor. "

Yuan Chi was taller than Ying Sanliang when he was sitting. He bent down with great difficulty, and said in a low voice, "That fellow Taoist talks like my father."

Ying Sanliang replied sincerely: "There is a saying, I insulted your father."

Duan Tongfeng, a dignified Yuanying monk, couldn't hear him. He was about to say something, but was cut off by Lu Yan: "Senior brother Duan, on such an important occasion, it is better to talk less."

Duan Tongfeng: "..."

Damn, so angry.

"Boom-"

The bell rang, as if bringing an ancient breath.

The bell rang nine times.

The inheritance of the head of Medical Valley has begun.

Huaisheng has probably been looking forward to this day for a long time. The little flower on the top of his head keeps shaking and shaking. Two small leaves hold up the petals, revealing a joy all over his body. On the ground, Huai Sheng held the seal of the head in both hands, read the obscure oracle, and announced in front of the tablet of the ancestor of Yigu that Meng Kongqing would take over as the head.

Meng Ke bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and solemnly accepted the seal of the head in front of the patriarch, uncle, elders, disciples and disciples of all major sects.

"The medical valley disciples have met the master!"

Outside the hall, Yigu disciples wore uniform Taoist robes and knelt down to worship.

Lu Yan stood up and saluted Meng Ke as peers: "Congratulations, Senior Brother Meng."

Meng Ke returned the gift: "Thank you, Brother Bupo."

The leaves of the ancient trees swayed in the wind, making a "rustling" sound, and the golden sunlight fell from the branches and leaves, plating a golden glow.

From this day on, Medical Valley ushered in their young new head.

Houtucheng.

A golden magic circle appeared layer by layer with the City Lord's Mansion as the center.

Daoist Yichen and Taoist Yiwen from the Divine Creation Sect, Elder Greedy Wolf and Elder Pojun from the Tianyan Sect, four monks who are extremely good at formations are located in the southeast and northwest, and the lord of the Houtu City in the middle, Yuan Li, crossed his legs and formed a seal. , Five different spiritual powers radiated out, re-strengthening along the veins of the golden circle.

The pure aura belonging to the top-grade spirit stone was stimulated, and in an instant, the city lord's mansion was full of golden light.

The lady of the city lord was wearing a gold hairpin, and she was wearing light armor, with a smile on her worried face: "It's done!"

When the golden light disappeared and the formation was completely strengthened, the wife of the city lord trotted into the city lord's mansion, a lot of spiritual power was needed to strengthen the formation, and Yuan Yan was the one with the lowest realm, so she had to accompany him when she was weak.

The four elders landed slowly, Tanlang and Pojun hadn't seen each other for ten years, and they had a lot to say, but the reaction of the two elders of the Divine Creation Sect was very intriguing.

Taoist Yiyue looked at his fourth junior brother, then at his junior junior brother, and said doubtfully, "You two..."

Before he finished speaking, Taoist Yichen's face suddenly darkened.

One asked the man's long white hair not bundled up, but scattered on both sides of his cheeks, covering his expression: "Sorry, senior brother..."

"Don't," Taoist Yichen shook his sleeves, his eyes were a little red, showing that he was very angry, "I can't bear it."

As soon as the person asked was discouraged, he walked quickly to Taoist Yichen, lifted the corner of his clothes, and simply knelt down with his knees on the ground, making a muffled "bang".

Even Tanlang and Pojun who were talking next to each other were taken aback: "Your Divine Creation Sect... what is the constitution?"

Taoist Yiyue: "..."

I would also like to know what the charter is.

Taoist Yue, who was the longest in line, had a question mark on his face, stepped forward and hurriedly stood up and asked, "No, hey hey, what's going on? You two have something to talk about and treatment, you should get up first!"

"Second senior brother, don't worry about it," said the first person who knelt down determinedly, with his white hair covered, no one could clearly see his expression, "Fourth senior brother, whether it's Bupo or senior senior brother's matter, I'm sorry for you. "

Taoist Yiyue was even more confused. With his high cultivation base and great strength, he raised the question with one hand: "I'm almost confused. If you don't talk about the reincarnation of the elder brother for hundreds of years, what can't be done?"

"Of course the second senior brother doesn't know." Taoist Yichen turned his back, completely unaffected by Yi's kneeling, "The little junior brother we once held in the palm of our hand has grown up long before you and I know it."

Taoist Yiyue is impatient and never likes to listen to riddles: "Nonsense, he is almost four hundred years old. If he doesn't grow up, why don't he hide in his brother's arms and cry?"

"Oh, then you should ask him, what exactly is your little brother hiding!"

"Kala--"

Daoist Yichen's questioning was mixed with a trace of other voices, and somewhere, it seemed that something was about to break.

An elder of Jianzong raised his head suddenly, the long sword was unsheathed, one life two, two be four, four be eight, densely packed sword shadows covered the city lord's mansion: "Get out of the way!"

"Crack-knock-"

I don't know where to start, a trace of black air emerges from the ground, slowly corroding the soil and wood, a golden formation faintly flashes, and I want to lock this black air firmly, but I have no choice but to let the black air erosion.

Daoist Yichen didn't care about getting angry, and said sharply: "Follow me to form an array!"

The four elders who are good at formations made another move, but they still couldn't suppress it.

This seemingly weak black energy, the next moment, the City Lord's Mansion collapsed!

"Om-"

At the center of the City Lord's Mansion, a soft light rose, forming a semi-circular defensive net in the ruins.

The strong men of Houtu City held long knives and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's the city lord and his wife!"

The wife of the city lord hugged Yuan Yang tightly, she slowly opened her eyes, she reached out to pick off the golden hairpin in her hair for some unknown reason, the defensive formation was soft and shiny, supporting enough space.

——It's the golden hairpin given by Lu Yan, and it's definitely used at the critical moment of life and death!

Yuan Yang fell into a coma from exhaustion, and the wife of the city lord put the golden hairpin back into her hair, and ran out of the range of black air and sword shadows with her Taoist companion on her back.

Black air rolled in unscrupulously, and the thousands of sword shadows of the elder Jianzong fell down with force.

"boom--"

The black air scattered in all directions, and in the next second, it entangled upwards, devouring the sword shadow of the elder Jianzong!

Taoist Yiyue's arms were bulging, he clasped his hands, and an epee appeared in his hand.

The half of the epee was stuck in the ground, and its unparalleled power shook the entire Houtu City, even the hummingbirds who were secretly watching were blown away, Taoist Yiyue shouted: "What a monster!"

Lu Yan supported his forehead and withdrew his consciousness in time. The feeling of dizziness still remained in his brain, and the hummingbird on his shoulder lost control and rolled to the ground.

The Ceremony of the Head of the Medical Valley has come to an end, Meng Ke changed into the Taoist robe of the head, and is talking with the elders of the Medical Valley.

Yuan Chi on the opposite side suddenly clutched his heart, stood up abruptly, his feet were unsteady, and he staggered on the spot.

Ying Sanliang who was sitting next to Yuan Chi was so frightened that he almost spilled his wine: "What's wrong with you, what's wrong?"

"No, I always feel..." Yuan Chi's eyes were dazed, and the uneasiness in his veins sparked tiny silver-white lightning, which suddenly jumped on his dark skin, "I always feel that something happened in Houtucheng. "

Houtucheng!

The little flower on Huaisheng's head suddenly stood up. He knew what was suppressing in Houtucheng Town. Hearing this, he immediately stopped Yuan Chi: "Wait a minute..."

"Uncle Huaisheng," Lu Yan picked up the hummingbird and held it in his hand, interrupting the elder's words impolitely for the first time, "Uncle Huaisheng, let the young city master go back."

"Whoa-"

A gust of wind blows, the leaves of the ancient trees brush and sway, and the golden sun is blocked at some point, leaving only a shadow.

Huaisheng noticed something: "Not broken."

Lu Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he arranged: "Ying Sanliang, you are fast, and bring the young city lord back to Houtucheng, Yuan Chi, remember what I said."

Yuan Chi said: "If you don't break it, you say it."

"After returning to the city, if you see unusual things around the city lord's mansion, don't hesitate." Lu Yan stood up slowly, walked to Yuan Chi, patted his arm, "crushed that ultimate elemental ring, threw go in!"

Yuan Chi repeated it in a low voice and nodded heavily: "I remember it!"

Lu Yan looked at Ying Sanliang: "Friend Daoist Ying, I trust you very much."

If it was just because of debts, Ying Sanliang would have had many chances to walk away, but he didn't, not only did he not, but he also sent the comatose Lu Yanan safely to Medical Valley.

Ying Sanliang was most afraid of seriousness, he raised his hands in surrender: "Don't worry."

After Yuan Chi and Ying left in twos and twos, Lu Yan bowed in Huai Sheng's direction: "Uncle Huai Sheng, I'm not ashamed to bother you about Yigu. Please forgive me, Uncle Huai."

"Little boy," Huaisheng sighed, and the two leaves of the little flower on the top of his head drooped to look angry, "Kongqing, let the disciples avoid it, you will go through the calamity if you don't break it."

Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation!

There is a familiar black cloud above the head, and the silver lightning is constantly brewing inside. Lu Yan stands under the black cloud, rubs the hummingbird's soft feathers, and presses against the hummingbird's forehead. Putting his sleeves in, raised his head slightly, and stood with his hands behind his back.

In Lu Yan's eyes, the golden lines failed to merge into the silver dragon, and the purple air, which was too faint to be seen by the naked eye, turned into particles bit by bit.

Meng Ke's pupils shrank slightly: "That's..."

Huai Sheng grabbed his beard: "Zi Ming Lei Jie."

Duan Tongfeng is also a Nascent Soul cultivator: "How could there be a Ziming Thunder Tribulation in the Nascent Soul Tribulation!"

It still happened, when Fuyi crossed Yuanying Tribulation, the last one was Ziming Thunder Tribulation.

Lu Yan is different, he is the first one.

"This is the third time you have tried to kill me. The first time was when I was young, you controlled the year of the crane, and the second time in Baiqiu City, you tried to use the 'yellow beam' to make me lose my mind, but you failed Now, this is the third time, using the rules of crossing the catastrophe to try to make me fall under the thunder catastrophe."

"Because you want this plane to return to chaos, so you first restricted the monks with aura and thunder calamity, and then used strange diseases to make the people lose their foundation, and let the demons break through the seal. But the innate wisdom of heaven was unwilling to be annihilated, so he found This variable of mine. Heaven wants to protect me, but you want to kill me."

After the first tribulation thunder was brewed, it roared angrily, drowning the second half of Lu Yan's words between his lips and teeth.

"Right? Avenue rules."