Ling Qianshan, the former head of the Crazy Blade Sect, was standing not far in front of Yan Nanshan with a serious face, looking at everyone around him sternly.
The originally bustling crowd in the square, who were in a quarter of the territory close to the Kuangdao Sect, remained silent and did not dare to make any excessive moves.
Ling Qianshan put his hands behind his back, and the strong wind blew by. His green robe was blown by the strong wind, but his body remained motionless.
Looking at the bustling crowd in front of him, Ling Qianshan slightly raised his head to look at the sky, thinking that as the head of the Crazy Blade Sect and now the former head, his master Yan Nanshan was actually able to break through.
That day Yan Nanshan returned to the Crazy Knife Sect, dressed in ordinary cloth, with gray hair, and even his figure was not very tall.
But Ling Qianshan only took one look at him, and he knew that the difference in strength was too big, so he immediately gave up the position of the Crazy Sword Sect to Yan Nanshan.
Some people still don't understand and think he is timid before fighting. He just wants to sneer. He knows Yan Nanshan too well. After more than 20 years of master-disciple relationship, it was Yan Nanshan who sent him to be the head of the Crazy Sword Sect.
position, at this time it is just returning this position, it is not a big deal.
only...
Ling Qianshan turned his head slightly and looked at the master who was still meditating. How did the old man take this step? The qi machine that was looming around him contained amazing power.
"Qianshan Disciple, what time is it now?" Yan Nanshan asked slowly without opening his eyes at this time.
Ling Qianshan's eyes narrowed slightly, but the next moment they returned to their original state. He turned around and came to Yan Nanshan, bowed slightly and clasped his fists: "Master, it's almost time."
At noon, that is, from one to three o'clock in the afternoon, it was the afternoon. The cold wind was not cold, but there was a warmth spreading in the square. Many monks began to take off their coats, and some monks were here.
Business started in the square.
The sounds of various sales of elixirs, herbs, and magical instruments rang out in the square.
Yan Nanshan nodded: "It's almost time. I think the person I'm waiting for will arrive soon."
Ling Qianshan was suddenly a little excited when he heard this. Ever since the Kuangdao Sect people came to this square three days ago, Yan Nanshan led everyone to occupy a corner in the east, gathered his men, and began to wait.
After Ling Qianshan asked for a long time, he learned at Yan Nan Pass that he needed to wait for a key, a key to enter the ruins.
But Qianshan was unable to learn other information from Yan Nanshankou.
All forces were paying attention to Yan Nanshan's movements. At first, they felt that the ruins would be opened immediately. All parties were working hard to get the upper hand, but no one could see anything happening with the Crazy Sword Sect.
trend.
There were also a few aristocratic families who were really impatient to wait and sent several experts to ask questions, with a hint of unkindness in their tone.
But as two monks in the middle stage of the Qi Gathering Realm were injured by Ling Qianshan's palm, the surrounding sects were shocked to realize that this was a sect in Taoling City, the Crazy Sword Sect, so the east side became their restricted area.
While there was nothing to do, several sects began to interact in the square. Many sects had dissatisfaction with each other. At this time, the people were mixed together, which naturally led to constant conflicts. Seeing the situation becoming more and more chaotic,
Everyone then saw Yan Nanshan take action, with just one palm, a simple palm, and he suppressed everyone.
This action established the Crazy Blade Sect's right to speak in this ruins square, and established rules accordingly, so everyone was honest.
But being honest, Yan Nanshan's location has naturally become the target of attention from all the major sects.
At this moment, Yan Nanshan was seen standing up. This was the first time Yan Nanshan made any move since the attack. All eyes were turned to Yan Nanshan.
I could only hear Yan Nanshan speaking to everyone at this moment. His voice was not loud, but it covered the entire square: "Fellow Taoists, fellow disciples, I am Yan Nanshan of the Crazy Blade Sect. Today, we will open the Fengshan ruins. I, the Crazy Sword Sect, will do this."
Call on all parties to shoulder the mission of exploration to protect this relic!"
Hearing these words, all the monks in the square showed surprise and started talking one after another.
Yan Nanshan didn't care at this time and continued: "I won't say any more high-sounding words. I only have one request. During the process of exploring the ruins, if there is a fight between monks, it will be with my Crazy Sword Sect."
Enemy!"
The words were loud and clear, and as soon as he finished speaking, Yan Nanshan shot out a palm. Everyone saw a palm print slowly appearing on a rock wall not far away. The palm print was not big, only ten feet wide, but with that exquisite power control, even
Not a single leaf within a meter nearby fell.
It is not difficult to make a palm print on a stone wall, but there are probably not many people in Taoling City who can do it.
Everyone looked at the palm print in silence, but there were also a few disciples from aristocratic families who showed mild disdain, but did not make any sarcasm. After all, although they had enough vision, their strength was too strong to allow them to question it.
Yan Nanshan looked at everyone, nodded slightly, then looked south, standing with his hands behind his hands as if waiting for something.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" Several black shadows flew over in an instant, heading straight for Yan Nanshan's position. After approaching Yan Nanshan, the black shadow suddenly stopped and knelt down respectfully at Yan Nanshan.
before.
"I've seen the sect master!" Several people followed behind the black shadow.
Yan Nanshan looked at those people and nodded: "Well, thank you for your hard work."
These dark figures were Yan Nanshan's former confidants. Now that Yan Nanshan has returned to his position as the leader of the sect, they have all been re-appointed. These people's cultivation realms all have the strength of the Qi Gathering Realm. The tallest person has
He has reached the peak of the middle stage of Qi Gathering Realm and is only one step away from the late stage of Qi Gathering Realm.
The appearance of these black figures made Ling Qianshan shrink slightly. The fluctuations of spiritual energy on these people made him feel afraid. Such a state was considered relatively powerful in Taoling City.
These dark figures are extremely loyal to Yan Nanshan. Even during the time when Yan Nanshan retreated behind the scenes, they were silently doing lurking work for him. This time they were ordered to explore the ruins of the Fengshan Mountains, and this square was also
They found out.
"Master, the person you are waiting for is on the way and will arrive soon." One of the black figures asked.
"Very good!" Yan Nanshan uttered two words softly, then turned to look at Ling Qianshan and chuckled: "Qianshan, I want you to lead this team. I wonder if you are willing?"
Qian Shan was shocked. He clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves, took a deep breath and nodded: "Disciple is willing!"
Yan Nanshan laughed loudly: "Good disciple, then I will leave my shadow to you. I will introduce you to it. This is strictly prohibited by the captain of Shadow."
The man in black named Yan Ji stood up, nodded to Ling Qianshan, and said no more.
Ling Qianshan knew that he was asking him to lead this team. He clearly wanted to use the strength of this team to keep him in check, but he had no other way. This was the pressure brought by strength. If Yan Nanshan just gathered
Qi realm, then he can still try to regain his rights, but now he can only lie dormant.
Yan Nanshan smiled and patted Ling Qianshan on the shoulder: "Don't blame me, master. After exploring this ruins, maybe I can truly step into the Qi Transformation Realm. By then, you will still be the master of the Crazy Sword Sect. Now I need
The help of this Crazy Sword Sect!”
Qian Shan was shocked, lowered his head and clasped his fists, saying, "Disciple doesn't dare."
Yan Nanshan nodded. He understood his disciple's temperament, and he was confident that he could suppress it with his own skills. Now he just waited for Lin Feng's arrival.