"What?" The audience suddenly burst into a loud noise.
Not only the people off the field, but even Wan Qing and Yan Hong also looked at each other, with a puzzled expression on their faces. They didn't know why Yan Yi had to make such conditions.
There were crowds of people in the audience, and most people were talking. However, a small number of people quietly looked at Yan Yi on the ancestral hall with clear eyes. Some people also looked at Yan Yishan.
If Yan Yi wants to be the rank of the sect leader of the Yan clan, then the current sect leader Yan Yishan will resign from the sect leader.
But, Yanyishan, can you?
Sure enough, Yan Yishan turned around, bowed to the disciples of the Yan clan, and signaled to calm down. Then he looked back at Yan Yi and said, "Yan Yi, this position of chief of the sect is not something you want. The position of chief of the sect was recommended by the Yan clan. I, Yan Yishan, is not the position of chief of the sect, but... the position of chief of the sect is related to the rise and fall of the Yan clan. If anyone wants the position of chief of the Yan clan, wouldn't it be a joke to regard the position of chief of the Yan clan!"
Although he was angry, Yan Yishan was not stupid. He did not reject Yan Yi before, but instead blocked Yan Yi's way to the position of chief of the sect from the Yan clan's righteousness.
Yan Yishan said again, "Of course, for your first condition, I can represent the Yan clan, and for your sake, let the old clan grow into the ancestral hall."
Using both soft and hard work, Yan Yishan did not block Yan Yi's conditions. He knew that Yan Yi was not something he could offend. Even if he was now the chief of the Yan clan.
"I want both conditions," Yan Yi looked at Yan Yishan and said, "If you let the old zong enter the ancestral hall, you don't need to be for the sake of my Yan Yi! The old zong is a human being, so qualified to enter the ancestral hall. I, Yan Yi, just a respectful invitation. As for the position of the ancestral chief, I don't know how you got it. Because in terms of qualifications, you are not qualified."
Suddenly, the next round of the game was full of people, and many people were very excited. Obviously, there was indeed something hidden in it.
Yan Yi said again, "I, Yan Yi, want the position of the chief of the clan, not for the so-called rights. After all, I, Yan Yi, is the commander of the northern border and still look down on the position of the chief of the clan."
After saying that, without waiting for everyone below to look surprised, angry or confused, Yan Yi put Yan Yin on his shoulder and said, "I want this sect leader for him! My Yan Yi's son, Yan Yin!"
"no!"
"Absolutely not possible!"
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At this moment, the people below immediately objected. After all, they could not accept a child as the head of the clan.
The Supreme Elder also looked at Yan Yi with a pale face. He never expected that Yan Yi would do such a thing.
Yan Yi looked at the field quietly and silently. It was not until the people below gradually calmed down that Yan Yi spoke again, "I know, many of you will think that Yan Yi is taking the position of sect chief as a child. However, this is also the third thing I want to say. I want to reorganize the Yan clan!"
Without waiting for the people below to speak, Yan Yi's starry eyes swept across the world and said in a deep voice, "My Yan clan has lived here for hundreds of years. After counting, no one has ever become a Martial Saint since his ancestor Yan Yuntian became a Martial Saint. Even King Wu is only a handful of them. If I want my Yan clan to prosper, then this rule must be changed. The Yan clan must change! The Yan clan originally had no distinction between internal and external clans, but because of the so-called clan rules, it was divided into internal and external clans. The mediocre talents in the inner sects steal the resources of the children of the outer clans. Mediocre talents are rampant, but geniuses are suppressed. In a few years, my Yan clan will surely turn into historical dust. The only thing that can remind the younger generation is Yan Yuntian."
Yan Yi's words slapped Yan Yishan and his son mercilessly. Yan Yi's words were rampant and domineering, pointing directly to Yan Yishan and his son. He denied the difference between internal and external sects. However, this words also won the recognition of many disciples of the external sect.
"General! The tomb of the old zong Chang has been moved here!" Yan He walked out from behind, looked at Yan Yi on the front desk outside the ancestral hall and said loudly.
Yan Yi nodded and said, "Come in, enter the ancestral hall."
"No!" Yan Yishan and the Supreme Elder spoke at the same time.
"Supreme Elder, you said just now, no?" Yan Yi looked at the Supreme Elder with a smile and said, "Is that true?"
The Supreme Elder nodded, and before he could speak, Yan Yi said coldly, "I, Yan Yi, said that I will let the old sect leader enter the ancestral hall today. The soldiers obeyed the orders and carried the old sect leader's tomb and followed me into the cave! I want to see today, who dares to stop me Yan Yi! Let's go!"
"Yes!" The soldiers shouted in unison, Yanhe and Yanli were flowing in front, and the rest were waiting behind. Carrying a huge wooden coffin, under the gaze of the Yan clan, he walked towards the cave of the ancestral hall.
A strong aura surged from the Supreme Elder's body, and he looked at Yan Yi and said, "Yan Yi, I respect you as a general of the imperial family and a member of the Yan clan, so I respect you very much. But if you insist on bending the rules of the Yan clan, then I have to stop you."
"Back against the rules of the Yan clan?" Yan Yi turned around, looked at the Yan clan's children on the field, and said aloud, "Yan Yi wants to carry the tomb of the old clan into the ancestral hall. Do you agree?"
The sound of shouting from the field was shocking, and the sound of recognition was like a tsunami. Although there were some disagreements, they were drowned.
With a smile, Yan Yi knew that what he said just now had worked.
Turning back to look at the Supreme Elder, Yan Yi said in a deep voice, "Supreme Elder, I respect you as an elder and will not attack you." He took a step forward and approached the Supreme Elder, Yan Yi said softly, "Yan Yi knows the relationship between you and Yan Yishan. I just hope that as a human being, you need to think twice."
The Supreme Elder's expression changed and he suddenly restrained the aura in his body unnaturally.
Turning back, Yan Yi shouted loudly, "Go!"
With great strides, Yan Yi hugged Yan Yin and walked into the ancestral hall. Yanhe Yanliu led eight soldiers from the northern border carrying the tomb of the old clan and then entered the ancestral hall. The others were quietly stationed outside the ancestral hall.
"Wanqing, Yanhong, you come in too." Yan Yi's voice came from the ancestral hall.
Wan Qing and Yan Hong looked at each other, held Yan Yue's hand, and walked slowly in.
When passing by the Supreme Elder, Wan Qing stopped and whispered, "Supreme Elder, Wan Qing forgot to tell you that my husband is not Wu Zong."
In the shocked eyes of the Supreme Elder, Wan Qing said lightly, "He is King Wu."
After saying that, I moved my way to the inside with a light move.
"Ah..." The Supreme Elder looked inside the ancestral hall in horror, his expression full of fear.
The Supreme Elder himself is a Wuzong, so he naturally knows how powerful Wuzong is.
Yan Yi is only about forty years old, but he is already a King of Wu. He doesn't know how powerful King of Wu is, but he knows that he is not Yan Yi's opponent. Because Yan Yi is hidden deeply, even if he sees him, he thinks it is Wuzong.
"A person who can guard the strange beasts in the northern border is not simple." The Supreme Elder looked at Yan Yishan and waved to him to come, and said kindly, "Give up! I can't help you this time. What Yan Yi wants to do? Just don't say anything, do you know?"
"Why?" Although Yan Yishan was about 60 years old, he was still like a child in front of the Supreme Elder.
"It's right to listen to my uncle." The Supreme Elder sighed, looked at the person below, and said in a low voice, "Yan Yi, it's King Wu!"
"Ah..." Yan Yishan looked at his uncle in horror, then looked into the ancestral hall, his face changing very much.
Inside the ancestral hall, the lights inside are bright. The ancestral hall is a cave opened in a huge mountain, with constant temperatures all year round.
"This ancestral hall was opened up by Yan Yuntian, the ancestor of the Yan clan. In this ancestral hall, it is about a size of acre. Yin'er, look there." Yan Yin held Yan Yin and pointed to a jade stele in front of the ancestral hall and said, "That is the spiritual position of Yan Yuntian, the ancestor of our Yan clan."
The jade stele is erected by many stone steles, and the five big characters are written on the jade stele, "Wu Sheng Yan Yuntian"
"Dad, isn't the Martial Saint very powerful?" Yan Yin looked at the stone tablet and looked at Yan Yi and said.
"Haha, that's nature." Yan Yi smiled and said, "The saint is the master of heaven and earth. The martial saint can walk in the air and shake the heaven and earth. Of course, it is very powerful."
In the ancestral hall, the jade stele of the Wu Sheng Yan Yuntian is located in the middle, and the surrounding stone steles are accompanied by, followed by the wooden stele.
"The stone tablet is the tombstone of the masters of the Wuzong level and above in the Yan clan in history, and the wooden tablet is the tombstone of the Yan clan chief." Yan Yi sighed, put down Yan Yin, respectfully bowed three times, and then turned to Yanhe and Yan Liu and said, "You go out!"
"Yes, the general" put down the tomb of the old minister, and Yanhe Yanliu left the ancestral hall.
Yan Yi looked around the ancestral hall and saw dozens of stone pillars built around the cave. Each stone pillar had a person's name engraved on it.
"Everyone of the names on the stone pillars has a story." Yan Yi said in a deep voice, "I said that I would engrave Yanchuan's name in the Yan clan ancestral hall. Today, I will do it with my hands."
After saying that, Yan Yi walked to a corner of the ancestral hall and said to Wan Qing, "Qing'er, you cast a spell to make a stone pillar."
"Yes, husband." Wanqing walked to Yan Yi's side, pinched his hands and said softly, "Ning!
The ground shook, and in a short while, a stone pillar formed.
Yan Yi nodded, looked at the stone pillars underground, stretched out his hands, shouted lightly, and pulled it out of the ground.
The stone pillar roared and placed it on the ground. Yan Yi said to Yan Hong, "Yan Hong, bring the tomb of the old zong chief."
Yan Hong nodded and grabbed the long coffin that had been installed with the old clan. She grabbed it with both hands and moved it to Yan Yi's side.
Looking at the long coffin, Yan Yi put it into the cave where he captured the stone pillar.
"Old Master, please rest! This is your future tomb. It is protected from wind and rain here. Yan Yi has no chance to repay your kindness in his life. Perhaps this is the only way to reduce his guilt." Yan Yi sighed and said to Wan Qing to "cover the soil"
"Yeah" Wanqing casts the spell again, and the surrounding soil squirms, and soon buried the long coffin.
Yan Yi captured the stone pillar and placed it on the buried long coffin, stretched out his right hand, pointed it as a sword, and carved two big characters on the stone pillar - Yanchuan.
"Yanchuan, you gave up your life for my Yan Yi's son during your lifetime. After your death, I ask you to continue to protect my Yan Yi's old clan." After Yan Yi said that, he took a big step and turned around and left.
"Yin'er, Yue'er, Lan'er, you kowtow three times." Wan Qing looked at the three of them and said softly.
"Yeah," the three of them knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.
When Wan Qing brought Yan Yue and the others out of the ancestral hall, the people in front of the ancestral hall had disappeared. However, from afar, bursts of roars came from the Yan family's residence.