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Suddenly, a sound of carving sound filled the sky, sharp and loud, filled with a high and pleasant sound, into the ears of the cultivators, not only did they feel disgusted with the noise, but there was a kind of clear and beautiful comfort, as if the fairy sound had descended.

When the cultivators heard this, they saw a purple eagle with a wingspan of thousands of feet, covering the sky and the earth.

"That's Yan Daoyou's thunderous purple eagle, Yan Lan is here!"

An old man with profound cultivation shouted out, and suddenly the whole square was boiling, and the voices of greeting came one after another.

Yan Lan stood proudly and looked at the enthusiastic people below, and actually felt the power of the silk membrane letter surging, and suddenly felt that the six senses were transparent, and the divine consciousness was clear.

"The power of membrane letter is really a good thing, but the power of membrane letter for so many people is still not enough!"

Yan Lan put away the thundering purple eagle and slowly landed on the ground.

The people of Gangtianmen and Lu Shen were at the top of the red carpet, and Yan Lan naturally fell in this direction.

"Disciple Yanlan, meet all the Zhenshan ancestors, meet the old ghost master, and meet all the senior brothers and sisters!"

Yan Lan did not have the slightest arrogance, and respectfully bowed to the people of Chaogang Tianmen.

The cultivators were slightly shocked, they didn't expect Yan Lan's cultivation to be so high, and he could have such a respectful heart, which was really rare. Because they have seen a lot, many clan youths are amazingly talented, and after becoming the strongest person in the clan, they will be arrogant, not taking the clan elders in their eyes, and even claiming to be the lord, asking the people of the whole clan to bow down to him respectfully.

The five ancestors and six ancestors were full of smiles, with envy in their eyes, and the barefoot old ghost grinned, and said to Yan Lan: "Haha, they are all a family, you don't have to make this big gift, today is your auspicious day." We're here for you, you're busy with you, you don't have to take care of us!"

Kuang Yuanwu opened his eyes and said, "Senior Brother Yan, we have all seen and heard about your amazing deeds from afar. That's amazing. If it weren't for you, our new sect would be ruined again. ”

Beifeng and Shi Xu also showed a smile from the heart, they followed Yan Lan all the way, others saw Yan Lan's scenery, but they knew how difficult Yan Lan was.

Tong Xun smiled, his eyes were full of joy, and he cried with joy.

Yan Lan smiled: "Since the master said so, the disciple will come back to talk later." ”

After saying that, Yan Lan looked at the gifts spread on both sides of the ten-mile red carpet. Chaogang Tianmen everyone squeezed their eyes and smiled!

Everyone understood, laughed and did not speak.

At this time, the red robe and the green shirt of the Curse Valley stepped into the air, and the hustle and bustle immediately subsided.

Xun Qingshan coughed lightly, and said loudly: "Everyone, in order to protect our million-mile territory, Yan Lan did not hesitate to fight with the powerhouses of Jingwuzhou alone, and the credit is very high. The existence of Yanlan is the blessing of our million-mile territory. The people of the Outlands call us the Land of the East. This title is full of contempt and arrogance. Outsiders abandon me, but I don't give up, as long as we unite on the major issues of right and wrong and jointly defend against foreign enemies, we will no longer let foreign monks look down on us. ”

Mi Hongpao continued: "Anyone who has made great contributions to our million-mile territory should be rewarded. In this way, we can inspire generations of people to protect our homeland, even if it is remote and barren, it is also the place where we live, and no one can be trampled on and violated. This change in the Pinghe Valley. If it weren't for Yan Lan's mediation, preventing evil cultivators from extracting spirits, and killing the evil beasts of the world, our million-mile territory would surely be plagued by catastrophe, with countless casualties. ”

Xun Qingyi glanced at Yan Lan, and then said: "Therefore, the old man, as the Great Elder of the Curse Valley, proposed on behalf of the Lord of the Valley of this valley to call on all clans and factions to reward Yan Lan. From now on, this will become a tradition of our million-mile territory, and whoever contributes to the protection of the homeland will be rewarded, rewarded for meritorious deeds, and used as an incentive!"

"Okay, that's how it should be!"

"We strongly support it, it should have been united like this a long time ago, otherwise the foreign monks would not look down on us!"

"Little friend Yanlan, please bow down to the old man and the children of the whole clan!"

“......”

Yan Lan stood at the top, and everyone, regardless of gender, old and young, immediately bowed down and bowed, with a respectful face.

Suddenly, Yan Lan felt an even greater power of membrane letter surge, making him realize that there was a trace of light shining above his soul.

"Look, everyone, Yan Daoyou's soul is glowing, is this the legendary soul holy light!"

"How...... How is it possible, the soul holy light, it is said that only saints can have it, could it be that Yan Lan has the potential to become holy?"

"Oh my God, sanctification......! It is said that sanctification is even rarer than cultivating to break through the third realm!"

"It's not rare, it's very few. It is said that in the history of the human race, there were only one or two saints. ”

"Yes, I saw a sentence in the ancient books of the family: It is easy to ascend to immortals, but it is difficult to become holy. ”

“......”

The cultivators' eyes widened, and their faces showed unprecedented shock and shock. Sanctification is an unimaginable thing, because no one can do it, and over time, it is forgotten by the people of the world, and only remains in fragmentary books.

"There are no true immortals on the ground, but they can be compared to the shoulders of true immortals. If you want to know the world's affairs, give heartfelt money. If I don't move, I will die without truth. If I have a lie, I will kill myself in heaven and earth. ”

Suddenly, a poem came from the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth, but it did not make the cultivators feel disgusted, but there was a slight awe.

Yan Lan raised his head, the person who came was the untrue immortal on the ground, and he immediately bowed his hand and said, "The junior meets the untrue immortal senior!"

All the cultivators have bowed one after another, not true immortals a hundred years ago, but also for Luoyun City to resist strong enemies, although they have not made a move for nearly a hundred years, but they are still famous in Luoyun City.

The untrue immortal looked at Yan Lan, nodded and smiled: "People can be sanctified, trees can be sanctified, beasts can be sanctified, immortals can be sanctified, demons and monsters can be sanctified." It is rumored that once a person becomes holy, even if the immortals come, they will have the power to resist. The saint didn't make a move, and the world was shocked. Yan Lan, this immortal has seen countless treasures between heaven and earth, but today I found out that you are the most valuable treasure that this immortal has ever seen, hahaha!"

The Untrue Immortal landed on Yan Lan's side, patted Yan Lan on the shoulder, and also looked at Yan Lan's slightly hidden soul holy light in amazement.

Yan Lan heard for the first time words such as Soul Holy Light and Sanctification, and muttered a little, then said with a smile: "The seniors are too good at praising people, there are countless capable people in the world, and only one or two people can become holy for hundreds of millions of years, and the younger generations can't even touch the edge of the Holy Dao, how dare they be so ambitious!"

Bu Zhenxian nodded and said, "Thanks to you this time, otherwise, Benxian's small broken village will also suffer, so Benxian and the simple villagers in the village have also prepared a few gifts for you, you can't push it away!"

The cultivators took a deep breath, the Untrue Immortal had always been known for collecting strange treasures, and the gifts he took out must be priceless treasures.

Yan Lan nodded, and said expectantly: "Haha, the junior will not push back!"

The eyes of the untrue immortal narrowed, his right hand grasped the void, and then threw it forward, and all the cultivators stared, and then they all looked strange and stunned. (To be continued.) )

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