Liang Yan held a folding fan and stood on the ceremonial stage thousands of feet high. Looking around, he saw the heroes kowtow and everyone was convinced. He couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.
Suddenly, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and looked down at the folding fan in his hand.
It turns out that the handwriting on the front and back of this folding fan is different.
On the side facing outward, there are four characters written "Feng Yun Wushuang".
On this side of the court, there are four small words written "There is no self in the world"...
"this……"
Liang Yan looked at it and suddenly laughed.
City Lord, City Lord, did you also take into account today’s scene?
There is no self in the world... This is a little joke made by Linghu Bai, who has been strict all his life, and himself, right?
Liang Yan smiled, and suddenly a drop of tear streaked across his face.
It's just that the wind and clouds surrounding him made him look like a fairy. Although there were many experts in the audience, no one could see his gaffe.
brush!
Liang Yan put away the folding fan and quickly regained his composure.
"Everyone, get up."
"Thank you City Lord!"
The monks in Wushuang City all stood up and faced Liang Yan with extremely respectful eyes.
Liang Yan said loudly: "I take over the position of city lord, and I will do my best. From today on, Wushuang City will recruit talents, and anyone with the same goals can join. Wushuang City will not fight external battles, but if anyone bullies us,
Even Wushuang City will never give in!"
"The power of the city lord!"
"The power of the city lord!"
Thunderous cheers sounded again among the mountains.
Liang Yan waved his hand, and his voice suddenly became quiet.
"Thanks to the great love of fellow Taoists from all walks of life, you have traveled thousands of miles to attend my succession ceremony. Now that the ceremony has been completed, I invite you fellow Taoists to enjoy the spiritual fruit and fairy wine here, and let us in Wushuang City fulfill our friendship as landlords."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone below laughed and said: "City Lord Liang is too polite. We all came here voluntarily just to have a look at the 'Immortal Sword Immortal'!"
"That's right! It's impossible for a saint to cut off the Ziwei Dragon Veins with one person's power, and even less for the monks under the saints. Only City Master Liang can do it! It was you who turned the tide and ended this war!"
"Isn't it? City Lord Liang is our savior! He not only saved us, but also saved everyone in the world!"
The ones who said this were the casual cultivators Dugu Xin and Mu Lanxi. They were trapped in the Underworld and their lives were worse than death. It was Liang Yan who brought them out of the sea of ​​suffering.
In the hearts of these people, Liang Yan's kindness is far greater than that of the saints.
"City Lord Liang!"
Among the crowd, Baili Xuanyin suddenly raised his hands and said: "You are now the city lord of Wushuang City and can no longer be the acting sect leader of Yuzhu Mountain. Can you return our sect's token 'Nine-leaf Bamboo'?"
After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded and said, "Of course."
He did not hesitate, waved his sleeve, and a ray of blue light fell from the high platform, stopping right in front of Baili Xuanyin.
All I saw was a green bamboo stick with nine runes on it, shaped like a bamboo leaf and full of aura.
Baili Xuanyin's face lit up with joy, he carefully took the "Nine-leaf Bamboo" with both hands, cupped his fists to Liang Yan and said, "Thank you so much, Lord Wushuang!"
Liang Yan smiled slightly and was about to speak when he heard a monk from Wushuang City shouting in the distance:
"The Lord of Kunwu City, Xiao Kunlun, is here to congratulate you!"
Hearing this voice, everyone present looked surprised.
"Even the saints are here?"
Liang Yan also moved in his heart, released his spiritual consciousness, and raised his eyes to look into the distance.
I saw a long-haired man stepping into the void and striding towards me.
"Haha, congratulations! There is a successor to Linghu Bai, Wushuang City is so lucky!"
Xiao Kunlun had a smile on his face, and there was no trace of saintly aura in his movements. He was no different from the ordinary monks around him who came to watch the ceremony.
But everyone knows that he is a genuine saint. No matter how peaceful he appears, no one dares to approach him.
Naturally, a broad avenue was opened, leading directly to the bottom of the ceremony platform.
Although Liang Yan was the lord of the city, he did not dare to stand above the saint. He immediately made a magic spell and floated down from the ceremony platform.
The two came together quickly.
Liang Yan cupped his hands and smiled: "I didn't expect that Senior Xiao would come here in person."
Xiao Kunlun waved his hand: "You are now the city lord of Wushuang City. You don't need to call me senior, just call me 'fellow Taoist'."
As soon as this was said, everyone present showed surprised expressions.
This is the first time they have seen a saint who is equal to a monk in the Transformation Tribulation Realm. Not only have they never seen it before, there is no record of it in the history books!
This is really unheard of.
Faced with Xiao Kunlun's kindness, Liang Yan smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Xiao has traveled thousands of miles to come here. In addition to watching the ceremony, he must have other things to do."
"certainly!"
Xiao Kunlun solemnly said: "Xiao came here today in the hope of signing an alliance agreement with the Lord of Liang City. The two cities will always form a good alliance and jointly defend against foreign enemies."
After hearing this, Liang Yan's expression finally changed.
He didn't expect that Xiao Kunlun would send such a great gift on the first day he took over!
The alliance between Kunwu City and Wushuang City is obviously beneficial to Wushuang City, because the current Wushuang City has no saints in charge and can be said to be at its weakest period.
Xiao Kunlun personally came here to sign the covenant, clearly telling everyone that he would support Wushuang City.
"I wonder what Liang Cheng's plan is?" Xiao Kunlun asked.
Liang Yan smiled slightly: "Wushuang City and Kunwu City have always been on good terms. Is there any reason for this covenant to be unbroken? It just so happens that all the sects and sects are here, so let everyone be a witness. Wushuang City and Kunwu City will always be tied.
Alliance, vow not to betray!"
"good!"
Xiao Kunlun laughed and said: "City Lord Liang is really happy, we will sign the covenant here today!"
After saying that, he waved his sleeves, and the glow surged from his sleeves, instantly turning into a white jade pillar thousands of feet high, standing in the center of the square.
Everyone looked up and saw a letter of alliance written on the stone pillar. The last sentence was: Wushuang City and Kunwu City are allies of each other. No matter which side is invaded, the other side must do its best to help!
Without any hesitation, Xiao Kunlun stretched out his middle and index fingers, cracked the stone on the top of the stone pillar and signed his name:
Kunwu City, Xiao Kunlun!
When Liang Yan saw this, he didn't hesitate. With a wave of sword energy on his fingertips, he also signed his name on the side.
Unparalleled City, Liang Yan!
After the two city lords signed it, the covenant took effect immediately.
Xiao Kunlun said loudly: "From now on, the affairs of Wushuang City are also my Xiao Kunlun's business. If there are some short-sighted people who dare to violate the situation, don't blame Xiao for being ruthless!"
At this moment, Xiao Kunlun's saintly aura was revealed.
Everyone present was shocked and frightened by this aura. Not to mention that they had no thoughts in their hearts, even if they had any evil thoughts, they would disappear at this moment.
Wu Ci, Ning Xia, Xia Zhirong and others were all ecstatic.
They didn't expect such a good thing!
From now on, Wushuang City will not only have a swordsman like Liang Yan in charge, but also a saint like Xiao Kunlun to support it. As long as there is no chaos in the Antarctic Immortal Continent, the future should be worry-free.
For the three apprentices, Xiong Yuer, Bai Qingruo, and Li Xiran, today is the happiest day.
They witnessed their master and the saint signing a covenant with their own eyes. This kind of thing has never happened since ancient times.
As Liang Yan's disciples, they felt proud from the bottom of their hearts.
"Master, you are so magnificent today..." Li Xiran looked at Liang Yan's city lord attire with admiration in his eyes.
To be continued...