Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 158 The New Official Takes Three Fires (Part 2)
Bora Hall.

Yang Heng sat on it with a golden sword, the old head teacher Liu Wentian and Wang Dechuan sat on the left and right sides, and Yang Su and others stood on both sides of the hall.

"Where's Patriarch Baolai? Why don't you see him?" Yang Heng was very surprised. After fighting for a long time, he didn't see this old guy appear.

The old head teacher Liu Wentian sighed: "We are now a family, and I will not hide it from you, our Baolai ancestor passed away many years ago."

"what--?!"

Wang Dechuan let out a cry of surprise, and immediately shut up hastily.

He was surprised.

People outside rumored that Baolai Patriarch was half disabled, but he hadn't died for a long time, and he was still recovering from his injuries, but his injuries were only getting worse.

Unexpectedly, the Patriarch Baolai had already sat down.

The old head teacher Liu Wentian said with a mournful and desolate expression: "Our Baolai Holy Land originally had more than a dozen ancestors, but 10 years ago when the Auspicious Ancient Realm invaded, our ancestors of the Baolai Holy Land led their disciples to the expedition and were ambushed."

"The ancestors and disciples all died in battle, and only one ancestor returned with a serious injury, but he was half disabled."

"The old man had a premonition that time was running out, so he taught me his life's cultivation base, which allowed me to break through to the half-step Taixu realm, and then he sat down, hey!"

Having said this, Liu Wentian's eyes turned red.

Yang Heng couldn't help but sighed for a while, and said: "This half-disabled ancestor is a character! What a pity!"

Liu Wentian raised his head, and said with emotion on his face: "Now, Brother Yang thinks highly of our Baolai Holy Land, and is willing to take over this mess. To be honest, I can't wait for it!"

"The Baolai galaxy was so glorious in the past. It was one of the twelve giants in the new world. But now, with the death of the ancestors, the holy land of Baolai is declining, and it is no longer as strong as it used to be."

"If Brother Yang doesn't come, Baolai Holy Land will last for a hundred years at most, and it will disappear completely."

Liu Wentian smiled bitterly.

"It's all right now. Brother Yang is here. You are so powerful, and your disciples all support you. I believe that under your leadership, our Baolai Holy Land will definitely be able to regain its former glory."

He looked at Yang Heng with burning eyes, with a look of anticipation and hope.

Wang Dechuan interjected: "That's natural. My eldest brother is unrivaled in cultivation and invincible in supernatural powers. He will definitely be able to create an eternal foundation for our Baolai Holy Land and wipe out all enemies."

Yang Heng laughed, and said domineeringly: "That's right, since I dare to sit on this chair, I am naturally not afraid of any enemies."

Liu Wentian's eyes flashed brightly, and he said, "Brother Yang, when is the best time to arrange for your succession hall?"

He wanted to use this succession ceremony to tell Yang Heng to the New World, and announced that a ruthless master had come to the Holy Land of Baolai, and if you don't want to die, don't come here.

Wang Dechuan suggested: "Brother, why not set it in one year. Your other younger brothers are distributed in various galaxies. It is a great joy for you to succeed as the head teacher of Baolai Holy Land. You should notify all younger brothers to come and congratulate."

As he spoke, he added in a low voice: "The key is that you can still receive a lot of gifts!"

Liu Wentian was curious, so Wang Dechuan explained something to him. Liu Wentian's eyes widened in shock, and he said in surprise, "I didn't expect Brother Yang to be so heroic and loyal. Your younger brothers are all over the new world!"

Yang Heng waved his hands modestly and said with a smile: "Where is it, I am in the new world, so I am only a little brother!"

The corners of Liu Wentian's mouth twitched.

Because he had heard from Wang Dechuan that those younger brothers all came from some sects or families that had joined hands with Baolai Holy Land to open that ancient battlefield.

Those forces are not weak, and the forces are extremely powerful.

With the support of these forces, Baolai Holy Land will definitely gain a firm foothold, and will no longer be afraid of lack of external support.

"By the way, Brother Yang, all the elders of our Holy Land were shot to death by you. Now, the new elder is elected."

Liu Wentian asked in embarrassment.

Yang Heng didn't care, and said with a smile: "A total of [-] elders will be appointed, and all Dharma protectors will be re-selected, and [-] will be selected. The other hall masters, rudder masters, will all be re-recorded based on merit, and you and Wang Dechuan will each be selected from the following disciples. "

"Be sure to be loyal and obedient."

"As for you and Wang Dechuan, let's serve as deputy head teachers!"

Yang Heng made a final decision, confirming the new high-level ladder of Baolai Holy Land.

Liu Wentian and Wang Dechuan were overjoyed.

They didn't expect that they could still be the head teacher. Although he was a deputy, it sounded a lot better, didn't it?

At least it's much better than a slap to the end.

Yang Heng said: "My succession ceremony will be held in a year's time, and the details will be handled by the two of you."

"From now on, I'm going to retreat and practice, and I'll leave after one year."

Wang Dechuan bowed to accept the order.

Liu Wentian also nodded, but he felt emotional in his heart, Brother Yang is so strong, and he is still retreating, no wonder people dare to call Yang Wudi.

"By the way, big brother, I suggest re-evaluating the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of our Holy Land!"

Wang Dechuan suddenly suggested.

He thought of those saintesses and sons who had turned their faces at him, with a condescending and cold look.

Yang Heng waved his hand and said, "You are the vice-headmasters, and you can do these small things cheaply, so you don't need to ask me."

After all, get up and go.

The Holy Land of Baolai, with Yang Heng's entry, has become prosperous, and the smog in the minds of the disciples has been swept away. Everyone has a happy face, and they greet each other affectionately when they meet.

The outside world is spreading rumors that Baolai Holy Land is about to face catastrophe, they are worried, many people have started to secretly contact outside forces, and seek their own way out, but now, there is a big reversal.

"With Master Yang here, our Baolai Holy Land will surely survive this calamity and continue to dominate the Baolai galaxy!"

"It would have been nice if Headmaster Yang had come earlier, my Juan'er would not have abandoned me, Juan'er, where are you?"

"My cousin asked for leave a few days ago and left the Holy Land of Baolai. I have to call him back."

"Many senior brothers have run away, and now they are probably coming back."

Up and down the Holy Land of Baolai, the disciples discussed.

And this time.

Liu Wentian and Wang Dechuan announced that according to the order of the new head teacher, [-] elders and [-] guardians of Baolai Holy Land will be re-elected, and all other hall masters and rudder masters will be re-elected.

The Holy Son and the Holy Maiden were all removed and re-selected.

When the news came out, it shook the entire Holy Land of Baorai, and even the Baorai galaxy caused a sensation.

The disciples of Baolai Holy Land were in an uproar, screaming excitedly.

Many senior and powerful disciples left the customs one after another, their eyes were bright and their sockets were red.

"How many years have I been struggling, are you finally going to get out of it?!"

"Elder, I want to be Dangdang too!"

"Guardian, there must be me!"

"There are too many competitors for the Elder Guardian, but the hall master and the rudder master, I must win one!"

"Holy Son? Holy Daughter?! Sorry, I am a yin and yang fellow practitioner, male and female, so I want to be the Holy Son, and I want to be the Holy Daughter!"

Many powerful disciples raised their heads to the sky and shouted loudly, their fighting spirit was soaring, which alarmed many juniors and sisters, and found out that they were all seniors and seniors who had retreated for the New Year.

Among them, there are many former geniuses.

Everyone was in an uproar.

There is a feeling that the Bora Holy Land has regained its glory in the past.

Baolai holy land is strong, but this kind of holy land inherited from ancient times is the same as many other old-fashioned strengths in the outside world. There are many old masters who sit in high positions and can't get down.

They are old-fashioned, conservative, and have long lost their courage to be aggressive. They only want to protect themselves, enjoy the rest of their lives, and make profits for themselves and their families. The interests of the Holy Land have long been ignored.

it's good now.

There was a big change in the upper management of Baolai Holy Land, and many veteran disciples who had survived for many years were all sharpening their swords and fighting spirits.

And those higher-ups who were notified to be disarmed and returned to the fields all screamed angrily, and went to the old head teacher Liu Wentian for a theory full of dissatisfaction.

"boom!"

Before Liu Wentian could speak, a large black palm print fell from the sky, with a terrifying aura, it slapped all the troublemakers to death and turned them into ashes.

"Who is not convinced? Try again?!"

A majestic stern voice came from the depths of the Holy Land.

The rest of the high-level officials in the Holy Land of Baolai turned pale with fright and receded in panic.

When the other disciples saw this scene, they all shouted excitedly.
"Teaching is invincible, teaching is wise, teaching is invincible, teaching is wise"

Seeing this scene, Liu Wentian sighed bitterly: "Brother Yang's wrists are really tough! Killing decisively, being ruthless, the current situation of the Holy Land of Baolai really needs such a tough headmaster! "

While talking, he looked at Wang Dechuan who was drinking tea beside him, rolled his eyes, brought a small stool over, stuffed it under Wang Dechuan's butt, lit another pipe, and stuffed it into Wang Dechuan's mouth, to curry favor said with a smile:

"Brother Wang, tell me, how did you meet such a big man as Brother Yang?"

Wang Dechuan chuckled, took a puff of his cigarette, breathed out, his brows twitched triumphantly.

He wanted to imitate Yang Heng and let his eyebrows do a centipede dance, but his eyebrows were too short and thin, so he didn't jump up, but instead wriggled like a worm.

"The story of my eldest brother and I can't be finished in three days and three nights." Wang Dechuan sighed and said.

(End of this chapter)