It's cooler season, but see:

The verdant green mountains are particularly gorgeous, and the pine on all sides is in full view;

Thousands of miles of flowing colors come and go around the east, and the purple gas rises and turns into clouds and smoke;

The white cranes rise up and compete for each other, and the belly of the mountains and rivers is prosperous;

The sound of heaven echoes boundlessly, and all the cultivators worship and sacrifice ceremony.

"The head of the Tang family is 、、、" There was a loud announcement in the highest hall of the Shanhe Mansion, but I saw two figures slowly rising from the steps below, and on the wide square outside the main hall, countless monks from Shanhe Town had already gathered to pay respects.

To be able to report the name in the main hall, they are all among the best families, sects, and colleges in Shanhe Town, and the Tang family is one of them, since the demon is removed, the Tang family, which was once a third-rate family, has risen rapidly, and in just one year, it is now a first-class family here.

At the beginning of the peace of the mountains and rivers, new forces have sprung up, and the once powerful forces have withered away with the scourge of demons.

Tang Wuting and Tang Xinyu, father and daughter, were brightly dressed, and slowly walked towards the main hall in countless envious eyes.

After a commotion, I heard the sound of propaganda again, "The master of the mountain courtyard has arrived 、、、"

On the avenue leading directly to the main hall, I saw Qing Xuanzi and Sang Jilian walking out in the costumes of the mountain courtyard and slowly walking up the steps.

"That's the current head of the First Academy"

"I heard that I was able to kill demons a year ago, and I was able to do a lot of work."

"But no, the mountain courtyard that was able to get rid of the demon has a lot of credit. However, if you say that the credit is the greatest, it is still the Sword Sect's."

"Who doesn't know about this, I also heard that if it weren't for the Sword Sect Master, I'm afraid that my Shanhe Town would have been out of danger a long time ago."

"It's really a hero from ancient times, and the sect master of the Sword Sect heard that he is now fifteen years old, and his strength is enough to rival the strength of the dollar baby, which makes people sigh."

"There are people in Shanhe Town who don't know about the Mountain Courtyard, have you ever heard of someone who doesn't know the Sword Sect?"

"The master, the master、、、"

"Sangain, Sangain、、、"

The noisy discussion caused the surrounding people to shout again and again, many of them were disciples of the Mountain Courtyard, and seeing that the master of their own courtyard could be honored to ascend the main hall of the Mountain River Mansion, what a glorious thing it was, it was enough to show that their Mountain Courtyard was qualified and had the strength to be among the best.

"Skyfire Hunting Group, Fire Clan Patriarch to 、、、"

"The Sect Master of the Hundred Sects has arrived in 、、、"

"The master of the Star Academy has arrived in 、、、"

With the sound of preaching one after another, one after another strong people climbed the glorious ~ beautiful main hall avenue.

The voices of discussion are one after another, for those who have participated in the Demon Slaying Alliance, this is a gorgeous ceremony, Shanhe Town can have today's prosperity and peace, they are the strong people of Shanhe Town, without the efforts of these strong people, there would be no Shanhe Town today.

One era and one god, and now the era of the dominance of the three major families in Shanhe Town is gone, ushering in the common prosperity of the family, the sect, and the college.

In a year's time, Shanhe Town has added a lot of blood.

Today~ they are cheering for others, maybe in the near future, they will also set foot on this glamorous avenue, become the protagonist of the praise of the public, this is the charm of the cultivator, with talent, with strength, one day you will climb to the height that belongs to you, then you will look down on the heroes, become the person who looks up to everyone.

In the main hall, everyone sat down in different places. Outside the main hall, countless monks gathered, including disciples from major academies, children from various families, as well as elders, guest qing, and academy disciples from major sects. They are monks who have come to celebrate the ceremony, and they are also loyal disciples who have raised the flag for their own power.

There are men, women and children in Shanhe Town, as well as cultivators from other villages who come to watch the ceremony, and the huge square is almost crowded with people, so lively, it is really the largest gathering in Shanhe Town in the past years.

Today's celebration ceremony, not only the strong people of Shanhe Town gathered, but also the eldest princess of Yanlong City came in person, and it was even said that the boy who was a god in the battle with the demon last year may also come, and thousands of cultivators jointly wrote a book, in order to invite this young hero to come out.

As for the authenticity, it is difficult to distinguish between the true and the false, but because of this small rumor, countless monks still have great hopes.

While everyone was noisy, the abnormal movement in the sky attracted others to raise their eyes.

"Chirp 、、、" a white crane chirped, but saw a white crane sweeping over the huge square, and its head stood a person, wrapped in white clothes, but it seemed to be high.

The white crane fell, but the figure was visible, wearing white clothes and brocade, long hair like ink, white snow silk scarf on his head, and white cloud silk around his waist, a high and noble.

He was followed by a burly man, nine feet tall, with a serious expression and a faint coercion.

"The eldest princess of Yanlong City arrives at 、、、" The moment the girl landed, the voice of the announcement above the main hall rose again.

And all the strong people seated in the main hall stood up the moment they heard the announcement and went out of the main hall to greet them.

On the square, it was already exploding. Countless young monks are salivating, their eyes are hot, the appearance of a girl is like a fairy above the nine heavens, its coldness is like the snow lotus of the mountain that day, you can only see it from afar, not close.

"What a pretty girl"

"It's a real thing"

"This figure is even more beautiful than a fairy"

"Hey, have you ever seen a fairy?"

"What's the matter, don't you want to think about it if you haven't seen it?"

"I want to, but why are you drooling, down~flowing"

"What a little ~ beauty, woo woo 、、、"

"Yes, the big man next to that beauty is not bad."

In the discussion of everyone, a unique word caused everyone to be stunned, and when they turned around, it was a woman, no wonder, men look at women, women look at men, there is nothing to blame.

The eyes of the male cultivators were on the princess, and the eyes of the female cultivators were on the nine-foot-tall man, which was no different.

Under the hot, adoring, and looking eyes of countless monks, the two slowly walked towards the white jade steps of the main hall.

Under the reflection of the red carpet, the girl looked even more radiant, every move, every step, almost crushed the hearts of all the male monks, walking on the white jade steps, it means that power, glory, and strength have reached the peak, and these are not comparable overnight, not to mention, the identity of the other party is the eldest princess of Yanlong City, not to mention this small mountain and river town, that is, Yanlong City, which is like the breadth of rivers and seas, has countless followers.

The girl gave an order, and I don't know how many strong monks stepped forward.

Such an otherworldly fairy is considerable but unapproachable, which makes people look away.

Bai Bing walked up to the main hall, saluted everyone one by one, looked around, his expression was stunned, but he didn't say anything, and immediately walked into the main hall under the respectful invitation of everyone and sat down separately.

As the eldest princess of Yanlong City, when she came to this attached Shanhe Town, she was naturally in the first place, and the first two seats on the left were still vacant, and the third and fourth seats were Tang Wuting and Tang Xinyu sitting respectively.

The vacant seat is not that there is no one to sit in it, but that the person who should really sit in this seat has not yet arrived.

As the minutes ticked by, the voices of proclamation outside the main hall never appeared again, and the moment was approaching for the ceremony to begin. Almost every strong person in the main hall seemed to be looking forward to something, and looked out of the main hall in unison.

Maybe they're waiting for the ceremony to begin, maybe they're waiting for this person, someone who hasn't appeared for a year, and I don't know if this year's ceremony will come.

While waiting anxiously, an ironclad guard came from outside the square with a golden post in his hand, his trembling hands clenching the post, as if it was a boulder weighing as many pounds.

The guard ran nervously, bypassing the crowd gathered in the square, and walked up the path on the side of the temple, not expecting that such a weighty post would be passed on his own hand.

At this moment, he felt that even if he was delivering this post, it was glorious, dazzling, and dazzling.

Looking at the post sent by the sweaty guard in front of him, the person who read it looked tight, and slowly took it, this post is different, far thicker than other posts, not so much a post, more like a book, with the names of thousands of monks signed on it, from the sect academy to every unknown cultivator, there are book names in it.

Slowly opening the post, the person who read it cleared his throat, and read it out with his strongest treble mixed with rolling spiritual power, "Sword Sect Master to 、、、"

If the noisy sounds on the square are regarded as a calm lake, then this reading is a boulder that stirs up huge ~ waves.

As the words spread, the roar almost burst through the entire square, like thunder in the sky, shaking the entire hall was shaking, which showed its great momentum and its wide prestige, which was enough to see the position of the Sword Sect Sect Master in the hearts of everyone.

Whether it was a sect disciple, a family guard, an academy member, or a casual cultivator, at this moment it was almost a cry of madness, and he had arrived as a god in the first battle.

And everyone in the main hall stood up excitedly.

He's coming.

Bai Bing also rose and looked at the outside of the hall with a solemn expression.

"Princess、、、" The man next to him coughed and reminded in a low voice.

Only then did the girl understand that she seemed to be a little out of shape, she was the princess of Yanlong City, how could she be like this because of a sect master in Shanhe Town, even if she was pretty~ her face was red, as if it was the flush of the reflection of the snow lotus. It sat down slowly.

"Shangqing is here" Tang Wuting said excitedly, since the demon, he hadn't seen a teenager for a year.

The same is true for Huo Shao, he was able to get out of the predicament and now become a force in Shanhe Town, and the reason for this is inseparable from the boy.

Qing Xuanzi, Sang Jilian, Qian Yuankui, Gong Yangwen, these mountains and rivers town is now the strongest, all of them are like this, the name of the boy has already taken root in Shanhe Town, as long as the sword sect, the boy, and the swordsman are mentioned, they all think of this strong man who used to fight demons almost alone, and the blue long hair that was once ridiculed by others has turned white, and the young man who was ridiculed is already a real swordsman.

White hair is the unique symbol of Ye Luo, and the swordsman is the identity of his Ye Luo, and Shanhe Town can not respect the cultivators, but there are no disrespectful swordsmen.

In today's Shanhe Town, you can not know the Tang family, you can not know what sect academy, but you must not know the Sword Sect.

This is strength, this is the strong, this is the swordsman.

The three figures passed through the crowd amid countless shouts, and if it weren't for the ironclad guards opening a passage, I was afraid that the three of them would never have been able to reach the front of the main hall.

Even if there are ironclad guards to open the way, there are still countless people who want to get infinitely close to the heroes of Shanhe Town, just one glance is enough to boast for a year, because this young man has too many miracles and too high popularity.

When a young man appears, he truly embodies what is expected by the public and what is desired by the people, which is the moment that he enjoys the most as a cultivator and wants the most.

Men, women, and children were all shouting frantically, and the earth-shattering sound had already echoed in the Shanhe Mansion, and even spread to the entire Shanhe Town.

In the frenzied shouts of countless cultivators, the blood of the past in everyone's hearts was also boiling.

"Sword Sect, Swordsman, Hero" are all titles, and everything is placed on the young man's body.

There are even people who call out Lang Jun, and there are many people who say this.

This time the Sword Sect came, in addition to Ye Luo and Ku Daozi, he also brought one person, that is, the young Xi Hao, according to the etiquette, he should not go, but it stands to reason that as a young man raised by Ku Daozi since he was a child, and he is familiar with Ye Luo, how can he not go, although the strength is low, but the three of them are the foundation of the Sword Sect, Xi Hao is now counted as the older generation of the Sword Sect.

Ye fell in front, withered Daozi followed, and the last to follow was Xi Hao, who had never seen such a strong scene in Shanhe Town, walking on the white jade steps where the three of them walked alone, he was a little happy, and even more nervous, he never thought that one day he would step on this glorious step in front of so many cultivators, every step was light for himself, and in a trance, it seemed that there was brilliance under his feet.

Watching the three of them walk up the jade steps, a slightly chubby young man showed a hint of loss in his eyes, it was Shi Yuanliang who took the initiative to quit the Sword Sect and defect to the Xingchen Academy after the battle.

He and Xi Hao used to be brothers, and for his better development, he chose to enter the Xingchen Academy to cultivate, while Xi Hao stayed in the Sword Sect because he was grateful for the grace of the dry Daozi's upbringing.

In this year's time, others are already guests, but they are still in the mortal dust.

The difference in one thought is a world of difference, this is the choice, but he does not regret it, he has taken his own path, and there is no regret to go.

Ye Luo is dressed in a green robe, and he still has white hair that does not match his age, but it is a little different from before, the smile on the corner of his mouth seems to be gone, but he looks a little mature and steady, from his debut in Qinghe Village to the current sect master of the Sword Sect in Shanhe Town, in two years, he has transformed a lot, and at the same time, he has experienced too much.

Looking at the familiar and slightly unfamiliar figures of the people in the main hall, they saluted one by one, and others saluted one by one.

When the man on Bai Bing's side saw the young man, he couldn't help but take a few more looks, and in Bai Bing's statement after returning to Yanlong City, it was not difficult to hear that there were too many legends in this young man, so that such a proud eldest lady would praise him, and at the same time, he also took on a big responsibility on his shoulders when he came here, and this matter was related to this young sect master.

The man's divine sense secretly poked out, wanting to see the strength of the young man. However, to the man's surprise, when his divine sense came out, there seemed to be an invisible and soft barrier on Ye Luo's body, which bounced away the power of his divine sense.

Ye Luo saw that the position of everyone present, only the first place was vacant, that is, he entered the first seat, the second dry Daozi, Xi Hao did not have a seat, but he already knew that it was already an honor to be able to stand calmly on his master's side in a place where so many strong people were there.

"Bells、、、 bells、、、 bells 、、、" three evening drums and morning bells sounded from the huge square, and now noon has arrived, the ceremony has begun.

The originally frolicking and noisy square was quiet the moment the bell rang.

It is a day to celebrate the success of the demon eradication, and it is also a day to pay tribute to the souls of the countless monks who died in battle for the demon extermination.

It was also a wake-up call for them, a year ago today, countless monks fought bloody battles and demons to protect the rivers and mountains, protect their loved ones, and protect their homes.

Without their dedication, there would be no peace in Shanhe Town today.

Be prepared for danger in times of peace, and always let them remember that it is a lifelong responsibility to eliminate demons and defend the way. Don't forget the bloodshed because of the temporary peace, only by constantly becoming stronger, constantly surpassing yourself, and constantly working hard to cultivate, can you protect the people you love and those who love you.

How can there be peace and tranquility, what is enjoyed now is the soul of countless loyal martyrs in Shanhe Town who spelled out with their lives.

Now, they will also inherit this will, study hard, be loyal and fearless, and use their own strength to protect this hard-won peace.

They are cultivators, and they are also righteous people in the three states, and they will always bear the responsibility of destroying demons and defending the path on their shoulders.