After that, things seemed cliché and logical, surrounded by everyone, Yang Lingya changed from the eldest lady in the sect to the new Yang Da Sect Master, the ceremony of ascending the throne was very simple, but no one in the audience dared to deny this result, the scene of the tragic death of the rebels before was still imprinted in their minds, there were Ling Yun, like a tiger guarding, no one dared to criticize.

In Jiang Youxu's gorgeous harem palace, a group of fat women were driven down the mountain, each with a coil and went home, vacating a large area of magnificent buildings.

Yang Lingya, who has a slight habit of cleanliness, does not want to live in these dirty buildings, but it will take time to open up a new palace, so she has to temporarily find a dusty and cold place to live.

Ling Yun took the three women and lived in the side room next to Yang Lingya, those palaces were once the place where Jiang Youxu Xuanwen, and all the women were disgusted and unwilling to live.

This small courtyard, where there are three halls, two side rooms, one east and one west, symmetrically sitting, is a typical two-entry courtyard, the courtyard is flourishing with flowers and plants, probably because few people come, this is the guest room in the Holy See, only a very small number of VIPs can come in to live.

The gate of the court is guarded, but it is a trespass by a person who is not from the sect, and the dignitaries invited by the sect leader are not in this case.

As for those extravagant and gorgeous palaces, Yang Lingya originally wanted to tear them all down and rebuild, but it was too time-consuming, and the main body of the building was intact and usable, so there was no need to waste it, under Ling Yun's persuasion, she ordered the interior of the palace to be rebuilt, and all of Jiang Youxu's application tools were thrown away, leaving no one behind, and all the walls in the hall were repainted and the ground was re-paved with stone.

Yang Lingya also ordered people to form a search team and go down to the bottom of the Wanren Cliff, firstly to find the remains of his father and grandmother, and secondly, to ensure the whereabouts of the pillar master.

The new leader's resolute and resolute actions made his subordinates dare not underestimate this young female leader.

Within a day, in the early hours of the evening, the Holy See was still brightly lit, and the work of renovating the palace, expelling widows, and transporting materials continued.

Fortunately, the courtyard where Yang Lingya lives is far away from the core of the Holy See, so she will not be disturbed by the loud sounds, and she can sleep well at night.

Including Lingyun, all the way to the gods, the foot of the car and the horse tired, the real rest time is not a day, so, the night entered a sound sleep early, Xuezhu, Ziruo and Mei Niang were in the same room, the mountain was slightly cold, covered with a quilt and fell asleep.

Only Yang Lingya, in her room, couldn't sleep, not only became the sect leader today, which was dispensable for her, and there was not much joy, but returning to this old place, remembering many old things, made her young age, and had to fall into deep memories.

Many palaces are built on top of the once broken houses, and it is difficult to see the traces of the old father's residence, but this room, once when he was very young, his father was not the head of the sect at that time, and he also brought himself to live here, he was ignorant and just remembered, and his father squeezed into a bed, the top of the mountain at night was particularly cold, wrapped in a broken quilt or could not withstand the cold, and his father wrapped his cold little feet with his stomach to warm his feet, and as a result, his father pulled his stomach for four or five days in a row.

Thinking of the warm old days, Yang Lingya smiled and shed tears, which is a past that can never be returned.

Today, he returned to the Divine Foot Sect, ascended to the position of sect leader, cleared the enemies including the Four Great Pillar Masters, and finally had the ability to send someone to find his father's remains, and now he can finally take him back to rest in the cold place that has been lying under the cliff for several years.

In the murmuring dream, Yang Lingya gradually entered the old dream.

The next day, the morning sun rises in the east, and the clouds are steaming above the holy mountain, a spectacular scene.

Lingyun slept too early, woke up, the sky was not yet bright, the morning sun was rising, bathed in the light of the morning glow, out of the courtyard, standing on a stone to look at the sunrise in the east.

After coming to this world, everything is almost the same as the outside world, except for more aura and fierce beasts, which are not in the outside world, the others are almost the same parallel world, but the era in which Ling Yun is in at this time is a thousand years earlier than the outside world, and the clothing customs are the traditions of the ancient people, and many languages are completely different from the era in which Ling Yun lived.

The aura in the body, Ling Yun thought that it would be like many descriptions, from time to time to practice and use the mental method, the aura in the body Zhou Tian circulating, so as to enhance the power, but he has never done this, the aura is like an inexhaustible source in the body, there is no need for human tempering, it is far more than the existence of human power, people can only follow the law to use it.

For people, the aura is like an untamed horse, only the strong can conquer and control, and the weak can only be driven by the aura to eat, not to be used, but to be harmed.

Just like the sun, the light shines on the earth, and all things grow, but only those who adapt to the power of the sun's rays can continuously absorb the sunlight, and those withered grass and fish that jump out of the water will only wither and die under the fierce sun, and they will not feel that this power can promote the growth of their lives.

Reiki is like this, those who go along are born, and those who go against are dead, without exception.

Ling Yun remembered the outside world, he had been away for so long, everything there had gradually become distant and strange, I don't know if there were still people there thinking about themselves, looking for themselves, or if everything had left him, everything was normal and unchanged, then his life was really sad.

For this world, everything is so familiar and unfamiliar, Ling Yun sometimes has an illusion that he did not come to a parallel world, but just traveled to a certain point in history, but the aura and the fierce beast have never been seen in the outside world, and they have only been heard in the book of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", which is regarded by the world as a monster, but the world thinks it is a fabricated beast, and no one has ever seen it in reality.

Could it be that the things recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" have really happened in history, but then the aura of the earth faded and the gods, demons, and monsters ceased to exist, leading to an ordinary world where only mortals live?

Even in this dusty world, all strange and mysterious things, such as aura, such as fierce beasts, are only witnessed by a very small number of people, most people just hear about it, in the vast number of living beings, it is an unattainable legend, even if it is recorded in the history books, thousands of years later, those descendants who have never seen all this, where dare to believe that all this happened?

Perhaps the so-called myths and stories are all chronicles of the real occurrence of this world, but later human beings who lacked imagination no longer dared to believe in this magical everything.