On the Ziling Palace.

After Xuanyuan Cheng, many disciples offered their titles.

With Xuanyuan Cheng, Ye Ping, and Fang Yong in front, the entire naming style was instantly distorted.

A disciple suggested that he call Senior Brother Jian..

There are disciples who offer the title, called the Eight Desolations, and I am the only senior brother.

Some disciples said that the senior brother of the Holy Son of the Infinite Creation Heaven sounded more tall and mighty.

...

Soon, Fang Lang, who really couldn't listen to it and couldn't bear it, stopped all of them.

The title was put to rest, and no longer discussed.

Subsequently, he made a decision directly, called Senior Brother Tianshan, without adding a word, without subtracting a word, and it was so decided.

Everyone retreated, leaving only Xuanyuan Cheng alone, and Fang Lang couldn't help sighing.

On the Tianshan Mountains, it is necessary to strengthen the study of cultural classes.

Otherwise, in the future, the Tianshan faction will be reduced to a martial arts group like the Divine Eagle Gate, which will damage the prestige of the Tianshan Mountains.

Fang Lang instructed: "Cheng'er, tomorrow I will start to let all the disciples practice the Four Books and Five Classics, and they must read for an hour every day, and they must be assessed once a month, and they must be memorized backwards." ”

"Four Books and Five Classics?" Xuanyuan Cheng was stunned for a moment, "Which four books are they, which Five Classics? ”

At this time, Fang Lang remembered that there was no such thing in this world.

It seems that you have to integrate it yourself and teach it yourself.

Although there are not many of them, I still know a lot of famous sentences and required sentences.

"Okay, you can step back first. ”

"Oh, Master. ”

Xuanyuan Cheng was still confused, this master's speech was really unpredictable, and now he couldn't understand it at all.

After the second apprentice retreated, Fang Lang went to the library by himself.

"Meet the Master. ”

When Fang Lang arrived, Xunmo, a disciple of the Library Pavilion, hurriedly paid a visit.

Fang Lang: "Prepare paper and ink for the teacher, and write a holy book for the teacher to retreat for a few days." ”

"Holy books?"

Xun Mo is also a little confused, so he can only hurry to prepare paper, ink, pen and inkstone.

Sit in front of a book pavilion.

The desk is next to the window, and the window is full of beautiful scenery from the Tianshan Mountains.

The fairy trees are mottled, the aura is fluttering, the white clouds are dotted, and a few cranes wander in the distance and play, which is beautiful.

There are so many delicate mountains in the Tianshan Mountains, and the dogs in the Eastern Wilderness actually bent their waists.

Fang Lang exhaled slightly, picked up the pen, and wrote quickly.

Since there are no Four Books and Five Classics in this world, let me create them and put them in the library from now on, and pass them down from generation to generation as classics of the Tianshan School.

Just after writing a few lines of Mencius, Fang Lang found that he really only remembered a few required famous sentences when stepping on a horse...

Nothing else is known.

Forget it, the famous sentence is the famous sentence.

Pick a sentence in the east and move a sentence in the west.

Whether it is the Analects, Mencius, the University, the Mean, the Book of Songs, etc., as long as he remembers, he writes them down.

Then it was compiled into a book and stewed in a big pot.

The name of this holy book, he had already thought of before he sat down, was called "The Book of Waves".

When it is finished, it will be passed down from generation to generation as a Bible of the Tianshan School.

That's it.

It was in retreat for four or five days.

He didn't write it until the day before the alliance ceremony.

Tomorrow will be the ceremony of alliance and canonization.

At this time, Yin Tianming took a group of juniors and disciples to wait in front of the Immortal Pavilion, waiting for Fang Lang to come and make the final arrangements before the ceremony.

Today's Yin Tianming was a little inexplicably nervous, he had been cultivating immortals for so long, and it was the first time he had participated in such a big ceremony.

The point is that he is also one of the protagonists of this ceremony, and in the face of the head of the ten thousand factions and the world, he knows the importance of this ceremony.

There must be no mistakes.

In front of the Library Pavilion.

When Fang Lang wrote the last sentence on the neatly flowing paper, he felt a slight backache and leg cramps.

All right.

This Tianshan classic, the strange book "The Book of Waves", is finally completed, and then let the disciples compile a book.

Production.

One for each person.

Enlightenment every day.

Attainment Avenue.

Fang Lang waved his hand, and a stack of handwriting copies of "The Book of Waves" was immediately included in the Qiankun bag.

Before the Immortal Pavilion, Fang Lang stepped on the crane and fell.

"The disciple visits the master. ”

"From. ”

Fang Lang motioned for everyone to get up.

Among the disciples, Xuanyuan Cheng, Ye Ping, Lin Xiaoli, and Fang Yong had already gone to the Baili Pharmacy two days in advance to meet with the disciples of the Eight Great Families, and as the second, third, fourth, and fifth senior brothers of the Tianshan Sect, they went to meet the sects that had come to participate in the ceremony.

The news that just came back from Baili Medicine Fang today is that the Immortal Sword Sect and his party have arrived at Baili Medicine Fang a day in advance.

The Sect Master of the Immortal Sword Sect and a group of five elders were present, and another two thousand disciples were brought to the ceremony, and the eight major families had already arranged all the reception matters.

After receiving this news, Fang Lang's originally hanging heart was also relaxed.

Nangong Yan, even if you didn't lose your trust this time, otherwise, the deity would take the 10,000-year-old wine to sit at the foot of your Xianfu Mountain and drink alone.

"Hell, hold steady. ”

Looking at Yin Tianming's somewhat nervous expression, Fang Lang said to him slowly.

"Yes, Master. ”

Fang Lang's words had magical power, and with two simple words "steady", Yin Tianming suddenly no longer felt half a point of nervousness.

Then look at Master's indifferent expression on everything in the world.

Far from being nervous, he wanted to spew out a momentum in his chest.

I am the senior brother of the Tianshan faction!

I am a great disciple of the world's unparalleled master!

I deserve this great ceremony.

In the future, I will stand at the pinnacle of heaven and earth like Master, proud of the world!

"Styx, put it on. Don't break the majesty of my senior brother of the Tianshan faction. ”

As he spoke, Fang Lang waved his hand, and immortal weapons that exuded unparalleled spiritual power and might suddenly appeared in front of Yin Tianming.

Heavenly Purple Crown, bright!

The heavenly level green cloud robe is very bright!

The Cloak of the Holy Lotus White Son, the best Heavenly Battle Boots of the Ground Rank, and the Bracers of the Heaven Rank Mixed Yuan.

Extremely bright!

The immortal artifacts exuded brilliance, and the spiritual power containing power was faintly emanated, all of which made all the disciples present stunned, and even Yin Tianming couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Confess the Lord and put it on. Fang Lang smiled secretly, and then ordered.

"Yes, Master. ”

Yin Tianming used the power of spiritual sense to communicate with all the immortal weapons, and soon recognized the master one by one, and then as soon as his mind arrived, the whole set of equipment immediately seemed to be attached to his body like a spirit.

Really.. Pretty enough!

Looking at Yin Tianming, even Fang Lang couldn't help but admire, let alone others.

Yin Tianming is equipped with the best equipment, plus his own extraordinary temperament of the Great Perfection of the Five Spirit Roots, which directly sets off him as domineering and mighty as the God of War, which makes people dare not look at him directly.

"It deserves to be my senior brother of Tianshan Mountain!"

"Senior brother is invincible!"

"Big brother..."

Listening to the repeated praise of the junior disciples, Yin Tianming's face turned slightly red.

At the same time, I was deeply moved.

Master, his old man must have even taken out the treasure at the bottom of the pressure box.

This kindness, even if he dies for the master, it is difficult to repay it.

At this time, Fang Lang was looking Yin Tianming up and down, his eyebrows and eyes were full of satisfaction, and sure enough, this person relied on clothes and Buddha relied on gold.

There are so many Heavenly Rank Treasure Towns, which is enough to show the power of my Tianshan Mountain.

"Good. ”

Fang Lang said with his hand, "Tomorrow's grand ceremony is about to begin, today you all have a good day of pranayama, and tomorrow morning you will rush to the Baili Pharmacy with your teacher." ”

"Yes, Master!"

At this time, Yin Tianming asked, "Master, tomorrow, do you want to leave some disciples to guard the Tianshan Mountain?" ”

Fang Lang said: "No. One does not fall all to Baili Pharmacy, and now Dongfu, for the teacher, I want to see which Xiaoxiao dares to come to Tianshan to make trouble. ”

"Yes. ”

...

Following.

The periphery of the Baili Medicine Workshop is ten miles to the east.

A grand ceremony is about to begin.

It is centered on a large bronze altar.

A few miles around are arranged with large seats, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

It is spread out in order from far to near by denomination.

There are reminder signs in each area, and the children of the eight major families are responsible for receiving them, and they are seated in turn to watch the ceremony.

And the Heavenly Machine Pavilion and the Ling Clan also sent thousands of disciples to help maintain order.

At the same time, at Xuanyuan Cheng's suggestion, all monks participating in the ceremony must be less than 10 zhang in the air when observing the ceremony, otherwise they will offend the majesty of the ceremony.

In the meantime, the Dongfu Wanpai had already arrived at Baili Pharmacy in advance.

In the past few days, the Baili Pharmacy has been very lively, and the grand ceremony that has not been encountered for thousands of years has also attracted countless families and monks to come uninvited.

All of a sudden, the Baili Pharmacy was crowded with people, and the place to live was definitely not enough, and many monks spontaneously settled nearby, just to see this great ceremony.

As far as the eye can see, outside the Baili Medicine Workshop, there are densely packed with monks, not to mention hundreds of thousands, this battle is a bit terrifying.

These hundreds of thousands of monks are all uninvited families or lay monks.

On the other hand, the Tianyuan Sect of Xianyuan Mountain.

A few wisps of fresh wind drifted across the empty ceremony scene above the mountain.

In the whole ceremony, except for his own disciples, no other sect leaders attended.

Only a few disciples sent by various factions came to go through the motions.

And their respective heads were invited to Baili Pharmacy.

The succession ceremony of the head of Tianyuan Sect.

Desolate.

Utterly desolate.

There were only a few wisps of fresh wind left to congratulate them.

The situation in front of him was much more than Shen Liang expected.

Originally, he thought that even if the number of people came sharply, it would not be less, after all, the prestige of Tianyuan Sect was still there.

How do you know, so bleak!

Not a single head of the house was there!

Not even one!

Not a single one!

Sitting on the throne of the ceremony, Shen Liang's face became more and more pale, and his eyes were burning with raging flames!

This hellish rage could not be extinguished except for Fang Lang's blood that could be eliminated.

A thick killing intent suddenly emanated around Shen Liang's body, causing the disciples of the Tianyuan Sect below to tremble a little.

This cold invisible power made people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts, as if in an instant, the entire Xianyuan Mountain would be frozen in ice.

At this time, Shen Liang's infinite anger quietly floated, and his eyes were even more fierce.

"Elder Song, Elder Yun, I don't know if the two elders are willing to go to the Baili Medicine Workshop with me. ”

Song Zheng raised his voice and said hoarsely: "Are you going to smash his ceremony?" ”

"Not bad. Shen Liang said, "Old Dog Xu dares to yin me, I will never let him go." The succession ceremony of the head of the sect was directly placed in the place of his alliance ceremony, so that everyone in the world could see that my Tianyuan Sect had never been afraid of his Tianshan faction!"

"Good. Song Zai smiled and said, "This seat also has this intention, and uses his venue to let Tianyuan Sect regain its authority." ”

"Let's go. ”

Song Zai waved his hand, and a mysterious magic circle opened.

Shen Liang and Yun Feng walked into the circle and disappeared in place with them.

And all the disciples present couldn't help but look at each other.

Isn't the ceremony going on?

Where does the head go?