"Hengduan Mountain, the Rift Star Valley Valley Lord Broken Blade, with the treasure Flowing Moon Flying Star Sword, congratulations to Lin Lang on ascending to the position of the gang leader!"

"Wuling Mountain, Lu Mingkang, the owner of Wuyin Mountain Villa, carries the Lingbao Tianliang Axe, congratulations to Lin Lang on ascending to the position of the gang leader!"

"Go to the capital city to fight the strong wind, bring three keels, congratulations to Lin Lang on ascending to the position of the gang leader!"

"Feng Tianxing, the pavilion master of the Fallen Soul Pavilion of Yuliang Mountain, brought a piece of wood from the 10,000-year-old shipwreck, and congratulated Lin Lang on ascending to the position of the gang leader!"

With the Sima family taking the lead, the entire congratulatory team flocked like flowing water.

At the foot of the mountain, a specially opened parking lot is almost full.

All the heaven-level elders of the Beggar Gang, as well as the masters who have returned from hell who have newly joined the Beggar Gang, greet the Beggar Gang and pick up people at the foot of the mountain.

Groups of visitors were ushered to sit down at tables and chairs in the valley.

Of course, the front and back of the seats are also very particular, and according to the influence of the ancient martial arts world, they have already had their own order.

Lin Lang did not greet the guests, and after changing his clothes, he was pulled behind the high platform by Yi Xingtian to prepare for the ceremony, and talked about various procedures and other things.

The people who came to celebrate began in the early morning and continued until more than 9 o'clock in the morning.

In more than three hours, more than 4,000 guests have arrived.

All the families in Shangjing City were led by the patriarch, but fortunately, they only brought one or two people as their entourage.

There are also sects located all over the country, and about half of them send people to congratulate them.

These people have all participated in the Guwu Conference, and they know Lin Lang's perverted strength very well.

At the beginning of the ancient martial arts conference, the arrow shot at the ground level, which had already caused a sensation in the audience.

Seven months later, he can shoot arrows to the heavens, how perverted he must be!

In the seven months of others, their cultivation has not even made any progress, and they are still standing still.

Compared with his courage and diligence, it sets off Lin Lang's demonic posture more and more.

With this succession ceremony, it is just a good time to set the approach, observe the form, and determine the future relationship.

In fact, without observation, the relationship has already been determined.

It must be an alliance, or a principle of non-aggression.

With the prestige of today's beggar gangs, any sect or family that dares to make a mistake easily must not even have scum left.

"Helper, when the auspicious time arrives in a while, you can directly appear with a dog-beating stick. The dog beating stick has been missing for more than 300 years, and now it is born again, and it must be known to the world, proving that the teacher is famous!"

Yi Xingtian talked a lot, and finally proposed that he must appear with a dog-beating stick.

"Oh, good!"

Lin Lang's head was a little clouded, but he didn't expect to be the leader of the gang and say so much.

Taking the stage with a dog-beating stick, that's not a thing.

Yi Xingtian looked at Lin Lang's appearance of one head and two big heads, and smiled slightly. Changed into a beggar outfit and walked out of the corner of the backman.

Usually, Lin Lang always looks confident, and today it's finally time to see his big head.

proves that he is still a normal human being, not a so-called demon.

After Lin Lang waited for him to leave, he shook his head vigorously and straightened out the things that had been instilled in him for several hours.

What is the purpose of the beggar gang, the heroic soul of the beggar gang, the 1,867 generations of the head of the beggar gang, the responsibilities of the gang leader, the rights and interests of the gang and so on.

These common senses, if you grew up in the beggar gang since childhood, imperceptibly, needless to say, you have some understanding.

But Lin Lang is not, not only is he not, but he only came into contact with the beggar gang within a year. Contact is contact, always coming and going, and no one will tell him this.

Now it's all instilled in the head at once, and everyone is blindfolded.

"I have to change my responsibilities and the rules of the gang to be ...... of them."

After Lin Lang shook his head, he gradually removed some unnecessary things and focused on a few things.

As time went by, it gradually approached 10:10 o'clock, the so-called auspicious time.

The whole scene was almost full, and the voices were full of people, constantly talking about Lin Lang, talking about the beggar gang, and also talking about the Dongtu royal family and reincarnation bloodkill.

Lin Lang's relatives and friends acted as the key personnel to adjust the atmosphere and control the scene at this moment.

There is no way, there are nearly 5,000 ancient martial arts masters of various forces, if no one controls them, they will definitely fight on the scene and destroy the festive atmosphere.

"The ancient sect of Shaolin, Huiyin Zen Master, bring three Shaolin Xiaohuan Dan, congratulations to Lin Lang on the position of the gang leader!"

In the midst of the discussion at the scene, there was a voice from the ground-level master at the foot of the mountain, suppressing the audience.

For a moment, the guests were stunned.

Ancient sects?

A term that hasn't been heard in years!

I didn't expect to walk out of the mountain gate for Lin Lang today?

Why?

Those sects have never been in contact with the outside world, how can they come out?

Especially the ancient sects, they have always looked down on their families and small sects, and they belong to trivial existences.

It suddenly occurred to me that the Beggar Gang was once an ancient sect, a sect that had never been hidden.

At that moment, I suddenly felt that it seemed understandable that Shaolin could come.

"The ancient sect Wudang Mountain, the head of the Qingxu Dao, with the Lingwu Mo Spirit Knife, congratulate Lin Lang on the throne of the gang leader!"

The voice floated again, and it was not as shocking as it had just been.

But it still feels incredible, Lin Lang is just a demon who has only risen strongly in the past year, how did he enter the sight of the ancient sect.

Isn't it, his qualifications are enough to attract attention?

Everyone stood up unexpectedly, ready to see what the so-called people from the Ancient Sect looked like.

They have been hidden for so long that the outside world has almost forgotten about their existence.

Not only did the guests move, but Yuan Xueshuang and Yao Xi, who had been ignoring the scene, also moved.

In an instant, he appeared at the entrance of the venue, ready to be received.

They knew in their hearts that the ancient sects that came were the ones who had helped.

When he heard the name, he knew that it was the master of the Dust Realm who came to congratulate him in person.

There are masters of the Dust Realm, and as Lin Lang's right-hand men, they should show due respect.

"Amitabha! The two donors meet again! Thank you, thank you!"

The first to walk in was an old monk, with nine ring scars on his bald head, a long snow-white beard, floating on his chest, and kind eyebrows.

Behind him were two novices, young and dressed in gray monk's robes, with bright eyes, steady steps and serene expressions.

The old monk saw Yuan Xueshuang and Yao Xi standing at the door, the divine light in his eyes flashed, and he took two steps and bowed to them.

They are the rescuers of Shaolin, otherwise the sect must still be in torment, and they have no intention of caring about the affairs of the world, how can they come here to congratulate.

"Thank you, donor!"

The two novices behind him, seeing them, folded their hands and bowed deeply in thanks.

For the two girls who don't look very old, they have absolute awe. On the day of the rescue, when several women covered in blood came out of the Guiyuan array, the entire Shaolin was shocked.

How can you not be excited and religious when you see them again?

The Shaolin monk, bowing and thanking him sincerely, really frightened the people around him.

The eyes of everyone in the distance were also on them, and they all saw this shocking scene.

No one could have imagined that the Ancient Sect would bow and thank you?

How can a hidden sect still owe a debt of affection?

And how did Lin Lang's people help them?

You must know that any ancient sect is a behemoth in their hearts, and it is beyond their reach!

There must be heaven-level people walking all over the earth, and earth-level people are as many as dogs, and Xuan-level servants are servants.

Strength, an extremely large place!

"Zen Master Huiyin is polite, it's just a gesture! ”

The scene was solemn, and when everyone's hearts were turning various ideas, Yuan Xueshuang's polite voice was particularly deafening.

As easy as lifting a finger?

Is it really just a gesture?

Would the ancient sect care about the effort?

It's simply impossible!

Looking at the peerless appearance of Yuan Xueshuang and Yao Xi, they talk lightly, like a goddess of the world.

They are too high to climb, too dusty, not in the mortal dust.

At the same time, there are more guesses about Lin Lang's strength in my heart!

Their demeanor completely suppressed the three goddesses who were busy in the crowd.

"For the benefactor, it may be a gesture. But for the people of Shaolin, it is unforgettable! When I see the Lin gang leader, I will thank you again. ”

Zen Master Huiyin raised his eyebrows, his white eyebrows swayed, and his eyes flashed again.

The merit is not arrogant, which is not only their humility, but also proves that Lin Lang has a way.

"Master Huiyin, you are fast, you are ahead of us!"

Before Yuan Xueshuang could speak, a figure quickly approached on the hillside.

With a bun on his head, he is wearing a black gold-rimmed robe, carrying a sword on his back, holding a dust whisk in his hand, and his face is strange and dusty, looking like a fairy wind and bones.

Immediately afterwards, two Taoist priests, a man and a woman, appeared behind him, wearing gray Taoist robes, with a delicate face and no waves in the ancient well.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, thank you for the help of the two female donors, and save Wudang from the pain of thousands of years of torture!

Qingxu greeted Master Huiyin, and immediately looked at Yuan Xueshuang and Yao Xi next to him.

The whisk in his right hand swung and was sandwiched in the crook of his left arm, and he bowed deeply.

"Thank you two donors for saving your life!"

A man and a female Taoist priest behind him also saluted respectfully.

Those guests in the distance, who had not yet recovered from the shock, saw that there were people from the ancient sect again, and they bowed and thanked them, and completely turned into statues.

Mu stared at the door blankly, his mouth was wide open, and saliva slipped from the corners of his mouth, not yet aware of it.

His sentence, the thousand-year-old torture pain of the sect, made countless people's heads draw circles.

What kind of pain is the pain of a thousand years!

Lin Lang's people, how did they help people get rid of them?

"A little thing, don't take it to heart, please sit down!"

Yuan Xueshuang's face was as plain as ever, and she didn't have any smug look because of people's big bows and thanks.

is a master of the Dust Realm, and he doesn't pay attention to these at all.

"The ancient sect, the Qingcheng Sword Sect is a fast sword, with a hundred turns and a thousand back to the Dan, congratulations to Lin Lang on his position as the leader of the gang!"

"Ancient Sect, Huashan Sword Sect ......"

"Ancient Sect ......"

The voices of the people singing in Yamaguchi could not hide their excitement and shock, and they resounded throughout the venue.