Ye Xiaochuan is now the god of Guixuanzong. Within Guixuanzong, any of his orders will be strictly implemented.
After half a stick of incense, in the valley in the sun of Qiming Mountain, people were everywhere on the ground and in the sky.
The big head squatting on Ye Xiaochuan's shoulder looked at the tens of thousands of people in the darkness in front of it. It rolled its big eyes and fell directly to the ground.
Ye Xiaochuan bent down to pick it up and said, "What's wrong?"
Big Head said fiercely: "Boy, are you kidding me?
There are more than 30,000 people here!”
Ye Xiaochuan said: "I know, is there any problem?"
Big Head said: "What's the problem?
Of course there is a problem! I thought there were only 800 people, but with these more than 30,000 people, are you going to exhaust me to death?
Do you really treat me like a donkey?"
Ye Xiaochuan said with a serious face: "This job is impossible for others, but for you, the number one monster in the three realms, it is just a piece of cake."
No matter how low his IQ is, he will still know that Ye Xiaochuan is trying to flatter himself.
It hummed: "Don't do this! Boy, do you really think that my mental power is brought by the strong wind?"
Among the more than 30,000 people, many are masters. Their spiritual power is very strong. It is difficult to enter their sea of souls! If I help you identify everyone here one by one, I will not be disabled.
It’s incredible.”
Ye Xiaochuan said: "There aren't that many people. Those ten thousand disciples in red are all my disciples, so you don't need to waste your time."
Now I have gathered all the disciples of Gui Xuanzong together. We can’t just disband without doing anything. I will go up and say a few words. You can take this opportunity to help me investigate in secret. I will go to the Sea of Forgetfulness soon to find the Wood God.
The relics and the hidden secrets of spies within Gui Xuan Sect must be found."
"What?
Are you going to Wangqinghai?"
Big Head originally had no intention of helping Ye Xiaochuan, but after hearing Ye Xiaochuan say that he was going to Wangqinghai in the near future, he suddenly changed his mind.
Ye Xiaochuan had thought up all the excuses he could give Big Head to delay. To be precise, Long Tianshan had prepared them before.
In the Battle of Dragon Gate, Gui Xuanzong and some demon cultivators all contributed. It has been so long since the battle ended, but there is still no reward for this battle.
Moreover, the Qianye Saint Lord, the Black Mountain Old Demon, and the casual cultivators from Devil Lake who had followed him to Qiming Mountain from the temple last time, also had to announce their enshrined names in the Ghost Xuan Sect in public.
Long Tianshan has already drawn up the merit book and the enshrined names of those senior masters, and is waiting for Ye Xiaochuan to come back to convene a representative meeting of all Gui Xuan Sect disciples.
Now Ye Xiaochuan just used this excuse to find the spies lurking inside Gui Xuanzong.
In the valley, there is a sacrificial platform, which was built not long ago for Ye Xiaochuan's coronation as the Ghost King and the swearing-in ceremony, and it has still not been demolished.
The Hunyuan Cauldron contributed by Long Tianshan is placed in the middle position on the altar.
At this moment, the sky was still dark, and hundreds of braziers were lit up and down the altar.
Ye Xiaochuan jumped into the air, and under the gaze of everyone, he walked towards the altar step by step.
When he landed on the altar, the huge Hunyuan cauldron suddenly rose up into a huge fire snake and shot straight into the sky.
The totem of the demon sect is flame. At this moment, the huge fire snake emanating from the Hunyuan Cauldron made all the disciples of the Ghost Xuan Sect afraid to look directly at it.
The young disciples of Guixuanzong, regardless of whether they were in red or black, all had their hands crossed and knelt on one knee.
As for those seniors who had lived for more than a hundred years, they did not kneel down, but they also crossed their hands and lowered their heads.
More than 30,000 people shouted in unison: "Meet the Ghost King Sect Master!"
At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan really felt like he was looking down on the world.
He finally felt why those big cultivators did not want to pursue immortality and power, but instead spent every day thinking about how to gain greater power.
Power is really a good thing. You can look down at all living beings in the world from a high place and hold the power of life and death in your hands.
There is a saying among the people that a beggar who is used to being a beggar will be too lazy to become an official.
This sentence is flawed.
Ye Xiaochuan still believes in another saying, it is easy to move from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to move from luxury to frugality.
An old beggar who has lived for eight generations suddenly becomes a serf one day and sings. He will live a free and at ease life.
However, if a nobleman who has been an official for eight lifetimes becomes a beggar with nothing but a broken bowl and a dog-beating stick overnight, he will be very unaccustomed to it and may even have thoughts of committing suicide.
Ye Xiaochuan now feels like an old beggar who has become an official.
Growing up, because he was kept free by his old alcoholic master, he developed a free and easy character. He was not too keen on fighting for power and gain. He didn't even care about the position of head of the Cangyun Sect.
In recent months, with his comeback and as the power of Guixuanzong became more and more powerful, he slowly realized the charm of power. This thing can indeed greatly satisfy people's inner desires.
Of course, this change in mentality also has a certain relationship with the inner demon Ye Tianci in the body.
After all, Ye Xiaochuan has been mentally affected by his inner demons over the years, which has caused some changes in his personality and outlook on life.
Ye Xiaochuan waved his sleeves with both momentum and majesty, giving people a feeling of power without anger.
This is the aura only possessed by those in a superior position.
Who would have thought that the cynical and funny boy ten years ago would unknowingly transform into a peerless hero.
Ye Xiaochuan looked around and said slowly: "Get up."
Under the secret stimulation of his true energy, his voice formed a sound wave similar to a thousand-mile sound wave, which slowly spread and echoed within a radius of dozens of miles of Qiming Mountain.
A meeting like this that all employees participated in had a lot of procedures. Long Tianshan did not expect that Ye Xiaochuan would suddenly hold a disciple meeting, and the preparations were somewhat insufficient.
He handed Ye Xiaochuan a speech drafted by his confidante before his death.
The content mainly talks about the Battle of Dragon Gate and the disaster that the catastrophe has brought to the world.
Ye Xiaochuan took one look, shook his head and handed the speech to Long Tianshan.
He has liked to pretend to be an expert and professor to give lectures since he was a child, and he is quite talented in speaking.
What's more, there is a Ye Cha inside him who is better at speaking, more sensational, and better at mobilizing the blood in others. Ye Xiaochuan naturally knows what to say in this kind of internal meeting of the Ghost Xuan Sect.
Ye Xiaochuan cleared his throat and began his long personal speech.
First of all, Ye Xiaochuan fully affirmed the outstanding performance of the Gui Xuan Sect disciples and the many casual cultivator elders of the Holy Sect in the Battle of Longmen.
Ye Xiaochuan designated this catastrophe as the second wave of catastrophe.
The Battle of Longmen was designated as the first battle of the second wave of catastrophe for cultivators in the world.
This battle established the name of Guixuanzong and established its reputation as a cultivator in the world.
Listening to Ye Xiaochuan's highly complimentary words, all the disciples in black were very depressed.
Because of the Dragon Gate battle that day, Ye Xiaochuan had almost no disciples in black, and all of them were disciples in red.
This made the disciples in black feel very unwilling.
I feel that if it were me, I would be able to beat the crap out of the heavenly thieves.
