Chapter 2141 Peerless City Lord!
Liang Yan glanced at everyone and couldn't help feeling a little sad.
In the battle between the north and the south, many heroes died. This time their vitality was severely damaged, and the strength of Wushuang City was not as good as before.
The only good thing is that many of the younger generations have already shown amazing talents after being baptized by the flames of war.
If they can grow up, they can become the pillars of Wushuang City in the future.
However, this takes time...
In Lingxu Hall, among the seven people, there was a young man with a handsome face, but it was Wu Ci who had practiced the "Nine Transformations of Xiaoyao Gong".
He had to rejuvenate nine times. Before, he had the appearance of a boy. After this battle, his strength had a breakthrough. In half a year, he had transformed into a teenager.
Wu Ci is the deputy city lord. He stood on the right side of Liang Yan and said in a deep voice: "Palace Master Liang, during the time you were unconscious, Ning Xia was in charge of all the affairs of Bihai Palace. There was no What's missing?"
Liang Yan smiled slightly: "Of course I can trust Ning Xia."
Wu Ci added: "The catastrophe has passed, and several places in Wushuang City have been affected by the war and suffered great damage. We plan to send people to the South China Sea to mine some necessary seabed crystals to recast the defense of Wushuang City."< br>
Liang Yan nodded: "This matter is very necessary. If there is a shortage of people, you can mobilize people from our Bihai Palace."
"There are enough manpower..."
Wu Ci pondered for a moment, and suddenly pointed to the two people in the palace: "This is the master of Zhengyang Palace, Gusong Jushi, and this is the master of Yunjin Palace, Gu Junxiang ...They all made breakthroughs in this battle. Although their cultivation levels are slightly lower, they are still competent."
"I have met Palace Master Liang!"
Both Gusong Jushi and Gu Junxiang bowed their hands to Liang Yan.
"Haha, these two are extremely talented, I believe they will be able to be the masters of this palace."
Liang Yan nodded with a smile.
However, his eyes immediately turned to Wu Ci.
"Fellow Taoist Wu Ci, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. Why do you have to beat around the bush like this?" Liang Yan said with a half-smile but not a smile.
He asked himself three questions in a row. In fact, it was not necessary at all. No matter how slow Liang Yan was, he could still react.
Sure enough, Wu Ci's face turned solemn, he walked among the crowd, bowed to Liang Yan and said:
"The Lord of Linghu City has passed away. We are petitioning to ask Palace Master Liang to succeed as the Lord of Wushuang City. !”
It seemed that they had been rehearsed for a long time. As soon as Wu Ci finished speaking, the other five people bowed and saluted at the same time:
“Please, Palace Master Liang, take over as the Lord of Wushuang City”
After hearing this, Liang Yan glanced at everyone: "So you tricked me here today because you want me to succeed the city lord?"
Wu Ci and others said in unison: "The position of city lord does not belong to Liang Palace. It’s the Lord!”
Liang Yan did not answer immediately. He put away his smile and looked noncommittal.
City Lord of Wushuang City, this is not only status, but also responsibility.
Now that the catastrophe has just passed, the city is in ruins and waiting for revitalization. If you become the lord of this city, you will have to work hard to revitalize Wushuang City.
Liang Yan had a plan. He really wanted to see the "Eastern Yun Lingzhou" that the angry monk mentioned before he left.
But if you become the city lord, this plan will not be realized for the time being...
Seeing Liang Yan showing hesitation, Wu Ci, Ning Xia and others hurriedly said: "Fellow Daoist Liang, Wushuang There are no saints in the city, and you are the only one who can compete with the saints. If you are not the city lord, Wushuang City will probably decline."
After hearing these words, Liang Yan's expression finally changed. .
Wushuang City, this is Linghu Bai's foundation, Liang Yan can't bear to see it decline.
But if you agree to Wu Ci, you must stay in Antarctic Fairy Continent...
After thinking about it, Liang Yan finally sighed, nodded slightly and said: "In that case, then I will be the city lord. "
As soon as this was said, Wu Ci and others immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
A few people looked at each other and smiled.
"Great! Fellow Daoist Liang is the one everyone expects. Only if you become the city lord will other people be convinced."
"Succession as city lord is a big deal! We must choose an auspicious day and hold a grand succession ceremony. In addition, we must invite fellow Taoists from all over the world to come and congratulate us!"
"Yes, the name of 'Immortal Sword Immortal' has long been spread. All over the Antarctic Fairy Continent, as long as this news is released now, I don’t know how many monks will come here to see it. It will be spectacular by then!”
Several palace masters talked about it, and they all looked very excited.
Liang Yan was a little helpless. He originally did not want to be the city lord, but now that the catastrophe had just passed and the situation was initially determined, someone was really needed to stabilize the morale of the army.
Obviously, I am the only candidate.
"That's it, let's stay here for now, and then pass the position of city lord to Wu Ci after the situation stabilizes." Liang Yan secretly made a decision in his heart.
The others didn't know what he was thinking, but they were all smiling, especially Wu Ci, who had the most excited expression.
“Fortunately, my Taoist friends are here. The tens of thousands of years of Linghu City Lord’s foundation must not be destroyed by our hands! My Taoist friends, with their swordsmanship and divine ability, have the appearance of becoming a saint, they will definitely lead the unparalleled city in the future. Back to the top!”
Ning After hearing this, Xia smiled and said: "It's natural. Needless to say, City Lord Liang's potential? Let's quickly finalize the date, and then send out invitations widely, so that fellow Taoists from all sects can come to celebrate."
"Well..."
Wu Ci narrowed his eyes slightly and calculated for a moment: "Yes, three months from now, the seventh day of July will be the most auspicious day!"
After hearing this, everyone looked at Liang Word.
“City Lord, what do you think?”
Liang Yan couldn’t laugh or cry after hearing this.
The succession ceremony hasn't been held yet, everyone is calling "City Lord"...
Why do you feel afraid that he will regret it?
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But it is said that after the end of the North-South War, the bloody magic circle used by Emperor Burial to sacrifice all living beings was destroyed by the saints.
The dark clouds that once shrouded hundreds of millions of creatures have finally dissipated...
The Antarctic continent is back to full vitality.
However, in this battle, I don’t know how many sects suffered catastrophe, and how many heroes were buried in the mountains?
Even half of the "Seven Mountains and Twelve Cities" that were so prosperous in the past have disappeared in the long river of history...
Aspiring to practice Taoism, everyone pursues immortality, but where is it? Eternal existence?
Even saints are no exception. Even if they have eternal life, they cannot escape the catastrophe of heaven and earth...
While all sects are busy rebuilding their sects, a piece of news spreads All over the Antarctic continent:
"Immortal Sword Immortal" Liang Yan has woken up from his coma and will inherit the position of Lord of Wushuang City!
At this moment, the entire Antarctic Continent was boiling.
While Liang Yan was still unconscious, the name "Immortal Sword Immortal" had already spread throughout the mainland. Everyone knows that it was he who single-handedly resisted the Saint and cut through the dragon veins, thus establishing the victory of the Antarctic Immortal Continent.
Although "Nine Saints Slaying Demons" is also thrilling, for ordinary people, saints are really too far away.
In contrast, Liang Yan, a monk in the Tribulation Realm who had only survived the second disaster, aroused their yearning even more!
Especially "accepting the seven moves of the saint without dying" made everyone feel excited when they heard it!
In their previous understanding, saints are heaven, and once they enter the holy realm, they are no longer ordinary!
No matter how strong your cultivation level is, even top experts like Ning Bugui and Dan Yangsheng will not be able to block the saint's move.
Under this strong contrast, Liang Yan's deeds became more and more mysterious, with various versions appearing, and in the end they were a bit similar to myths and legends...
The seventh day of July.
Auspicious clouds are surging in Wushuang City, and there are thousands of rays of light. Countless colors are intertwined and flying, making the heaven and earth shine brightly!
Colorful fairy silk floats in the mid-air, like dancing clouds. Disciples from the five palaces walk on the clouds, shuttling between the mountains. Everyone is smiling and talking and laughing happily.
Today's Wushuang City has attracted the attention of everyone in the entire Antarctic Fairy Continent!
Outside the city, monks from various sects came from the sky.
Some people were wearing colorful fairy robes with fluttering belts, just like characters in fairy paintings.
Someone is riding a magical spiritual beast. The spiritual beast is majestic and exudes a powerful aura.
Someone came to play music, and the fairy music floated, like a dream.
There are also people with strong cultivation who come through the air. Every step they take in the air causes ripples...
At the gate of the city, Wu Ci is dressed in a brocade robe, and Wushuang stands behind him. He is the leader of the younger generation in the city, and everyone is smiling.
"Tian Mo Shan came to congratulate me and gave me a pair of 'East China Sea Mo Teng'!"
In mid-air, a purple building ship came through the sky. There were hundreds of Tian Mo Shan disciples on the boat. Each of them was strong in cultivation and looked energetic. Yiyi.
The first person in purple attire is none other than the Victorious Demon King!
“It’s so gratifying that there is a successor to Wushuang City!”
Ji Sheng Demon Lord laughed, led the people from Tianmo Mountain down to the boat, strode over, and offered Wu Ci a gift.
Wu Ci smiled slightly: "The succession of City Lord Liang is not only a blessing for Wushuang City, but also a blessing for the Antarctic Fairy Continent."
"Yes, yes!" The Supreme Demon Lord nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "City Lord Linghu is wise and powerful, and only Liang Yan can succeed him. I don't obey anyone here but City Lord Liang!"
After hearing this, Wu Ci smiled even more on his face: "Fellow Taoist, don't you? We have come from thousands of miles away, and there is still some time before the grand ceremony. You might as well go to the city and rest for a while. There is fairy fruit wine in the city. After I have received the distinguished guests, I will come and have a drink with my fellow Taoists."
"Haha, it's a deal. , I’ll wait for you in the city!”
Ji Sheng Demon Lord was also rarely happy. After saying goodbye to Wu Ci, he led the disciples of Tianmo Mountain into the city.
"White Jade City, give me three thousand catties of 'Fairy Treasure Jade'!"
In the distance, clouds and mist drifted, and two hundred disciples of White Jade City walked out of the clouds. The leader was a woman, and her whole body exuded an icy air.
“Thank you for your hard work, fellow Taoist, who came all the way.” Wu Ci smiled slightly.
After Bei Mingjing heard this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, like a glacier melting in the sunshine.
Even Wu Ci was stunned...
The next moment, Bei Mingjing nodded to him and led the White Jade City monks behind him into the city.
"Wanshou Mountain comes to congratulate you and gives you three hundred and sixty-five pieces of 'Lingyang Beast Royal Ring'!"
"Kunwucheng comes to congratulate you and gives you 'Misty Hidden Flat Peach' Six!”
"Shennong Mountain comes to congratulate you, and gives you an acre of 'Holy Spirit's Breathing Soil'!"
"Xuanyuan City comes to congratulate you, and gives you thirty sets of 'Hundred Battle Armors', and twenty thousand catties of 'Xueyang Mine' ! ”
...
The major forces arrived one after another, and Wu Ci gradually became busy.
He personally welcomed the huge forces of "Seven Mountains and Twelve Cities". As for other sects, the elders and five palace masters of Wushuang City were there to receive them.
It was so busy, starting from early morning, and it was noon in the blink of an eye.
It was almost time for the grand ceremony, and all the forces were almost here.
Suddenly, a cloud of mist fell from mid-air, and bursts of fairy music were heard. Several graceful female cultivators walked out of the cloud.
“Yuzhu Mountain has come to congratulate me as a gift, and I will give you one ‘Blue Sea Jade Flute’ and ten ‘Tingyin Baozhu’!”
Wu Ci looked attentively and saw the person coming in white clothes. Gone with the wind, it’s Baili Xuanyin, the sub-sage of Yuzhu Mountain!
“I haven’t seen you Taoist friend Baili for many years, and he looks even better than before!” Wu Ci clasped his hands in his fists and smiled.
"Fellow Taoist, I have received the award. How can my meager Taoist skills compare to the magical skills of fellow Taoist?" Baili Xuanyin said slowly with a smile on his face: "In the battle between the north and the south, I was seriously injured and absent. Thanks to You fellow Taoists risked their lives to bring the Antarctic Fairy Continent back to life. It’s really shameful for me to come to such a grand event today without making any great achievements.”
Wu Ci waved his hand: "What are you talking about! Fellow Taoist was seriously injured. You are not to blame for this. Besides, the disciples of Yuzhu Mountain have tried their best in this battle. Now that the catastrophe has passed, everyone should work together."
“Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your understanding.”
Baili Xuanyin said, pointing at himself Gift brought: "'Tingyin Treasure Bamboo' is a specialty of my Yuzhu Mountain. It only grows one piece every thousand years. These ten bamboos are all ten thousand years old and can be used to cast the best music treasures. Maybe there is music cultivation in Wushuang City. The monks of the Tao can use it."
"It is indeed the best gift." Wu Ci nodded.
Next, Baili Xuanyin changed the topic and pointed at the blue sea jade flute: "This gift is given to City Lord Liang alone. I hope the City Lord will accept it."
Wu Ci narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing this.
He has a close relationship with Liang Yan and has heard some rumors.
It is said that there was a arrogant woman named "Nan Youyue" in Yuzhu Mountain. She had some connections with Liang Yan, and their relationship was extraordinary.
But outsiders will not know the specific situation...
"Isn't this jade flute given by Nan Youyue? The city lord loves the witch alone, and now he comes again A genius from Yuzhu Mountain, I’m afraid this relationship can’t be sorted out...”
Wu Ci thought secretly in his heart for a moment, and finally sighed.
"Forget it, I can't make the decision on this matter. Let the city lord make his own decision. Besides...it's normal for a person like the city lord to have a few confidants."
Thinking of this, Wu Ci nodded and said to Baili Xuanyin: "More Thank you for the gift from Yuzhushan. As for the 'Blue Sea Jade Flute', I will also hand it over to the city lord."
"Okay, then I'll trouble Taoist Wu Ci."
Baili Xuan. After Yin finished speaking, he bowed his hands and then led the female disciples from Yuzhu Mountain into the city.
At this time, the ceremony was about to begin, and monks from various sects had basically arrived.
Wu Ci was about to lead everyone back to the city when he heard a burst of hearty laughter from the distance: "Fellow Taoist, please go slowly, please go slowly, I was delayed on the way, I'm a little late!"
< br>Hearing this voice, Wu Ci's heart moved and he immediately turned around to look.
I saw a lazy green cow falling slowly from the clouds. On the cow's back sat an old man in a soap robe, with white hair and a childish face, and a fairy-like spirit.
"Ning Bugui, why did you come here!" Wu Ci chuckled.