Urban Witcher

Taiyi Mountain and the Corpse Clan have a strong alliance...

It is indeed unimaginable, Ye Shaoyang said almost self-comforting: "It should not be possible, the corpse clan has not formed an alliance with the ghost king for so many years, how could they suddenly let go of their bodies."

Dao Feng said: "In the past, there were no female demons. Moreover, the corpse clan has been silent for too long, and Hou Qing may be a little anxious. But this possibility is indeed very small, but we must be careful. Once they break through the defense line of the world, the consequences Unbelievable."

"Ma Dan, how did this kind of thing make me catch up?"

Ye Shaoyang couldn't help being a little depressed, it was a catastrophe or something, he let himself catch up, and if he was not careful, he would be smashed to pieces.

Speaking of this, he looked at the photo of Qing Yunzi on the tombstone, shook his head helplessly and said: "Master, you just closed your eyes and went to enjoy the blessings. Leave everything to me, apprentice, I feel bitter."

"Well, what do you want me to do?" After expressing his emotion, Ye Shaoyang asked Feng.

"We have no way to track the whereabouts of the female demon, so we can only be careful. In case there are abnormal zombie incidents somewhere, you should pay more attention."

"Then tell you is it?"

"Tell me what to do?" Dao Feng said, "I'm going to practice in seclusion for a while, and I won't come to you for the time being."

"Cultivating Sanqing Ghost Talisman?"

"good."

Ye Shaoyang said: "I'm really looking forward to seeing how strong you can become after you complete your cultivation. But how long will it take you?"

"I don't know, I'm leaving now."

Daofeng left as soon as he said, Ye Shaoyang rushed to catch up a few steps, and shouted: "Wait a minute."

Daofeng stopped and didn't look back.

"Promise me one thing!" Ye Shaoyang ran up to him, put his hands on his shoulders, stared into his blue eyes, and said faintly: "I don't want to kill you, I know it, I can't stop you Kill the three corpses, but at least you promise me, don't go crazy!"

Daofeng's eyes flickered, and he said, "Got it."

"I don't know, I want you to promise me! No matter how you do it, you must promise me!"

"I try my best."

Daofeng curled the corner of his mouth, revealing a mocking smile, "Look at your current appearance, just like a child."

"Is it not possible?" Ye Shaoyang looked at him with a smile.

"You will be the head of the sect tomorrow, and the master is gone, so you have to take responsibility."

Ye Shaoyang sighed, and said, "You know I don't want to be the master at all."

Daofeng snorted softly: "Do you think I want to be a valley owner again? There are many things, it's up to you whether you like it or not."

Daofeng stretched out his hand, touched his head, turned around suddenly, and flew into the distance.

The moonlight shone on him, but there was an impenetrable darkness.

"Daofeng, remember what you promised me!" Ye Shaoyang put his hands around his mouth and shouted at him, watching his figure disappear, standing alone in front of the grave.

Early the next morning, Ye Shaoyang got up, bathed and burned incense, then put on the grandest multicolored fairy clothes, the seven treasures exquisite magic crown on his head, Liuyun chasing moon boots on his feet, and a riding Longquan sword on his waist. Amidst the sound and the distant bell, he walked to the top of the mountain step by step, bowed three times with a shake, and entered the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace.

All the outer sect disciples of Xuanqing Mountain stood on both sides of the palace, also wearing the most solemn fahua clothes, and each holding a mahogany sword.

Rui Lengyu and Lao Guo, standing outside the side hall and saluting, looked at Ye Shaoyang's attire, their eyes brightened.

Old Guo rested his chin on his hand and said, "Don't say it, my junior brother is dressed like this, he really looks like a dog."

There was a sudden icy coldness on the left cheek, and when she turned her head to look, Rui Lengyu stared at herself fiercely, so she could only make an apologetic smile, and explained: "I'm just praising him for being handsome."

After Ye Shaoyang entered the main hall, the bells and drums rang, and the outer sect mages with peach wood swords on both sides rushed up together and attacked Ye Shaoyang. The handle came to meet the enemy, fought for a few rounds, retreated to the door, then counterattacked, avoided everyone, and then retreated...

The same process was repeated three times in a row. Rui Lengyu looked outside the hall, frowned and said, "What does this mean?"

"This is the ritual of three withdrawals and three concessions, part of the ceremony."

While talking, everyone backed away, still standing aside.

Then Su Qinzhang came out, held three sticks of incense, smoked Ye Shaoyang's whole body, then melted a bowl of talisman water, dipped it in a pine branch, and sprinkled it all over Ye Shaoyang's body, then folded his hands on his chest, stamped his left foot All at once, he said loudly:

"Pray to the Supreme Master Sanqing, the Patriarch of Guangcheng, the Four Emperors and Eight Immortals, the Spirit Immortals of the Twenty-Four Stars, the founder of the Kaipai Sanmao Zhenjun, the spiritual master Tao Zhenxian, the Lingbao Taifu Ye Zhenxian and all the elder ancestors, Today, Ye Shaoyang, a disciple of the inner sect of Xuanqing Mountain, inherits the great lineage, has been honored as the head of the Three Treasures, and is the thirty-ninth generation head of the Xuanqing Mountain Sect of Zhengyi Sect..."

Before the words were finished, the bell rang, ritual and music. Su Qinzhang stepped on the bell and recited the "Spiritual Psychic" in "The Induction of the Supreme Being".

"After the ceremony, offer incense!"

Ye Shaoyang holds three sticks of incense, and first enshrines to the Taishang Sanqing, then the Sifang Great Emperor, then Guangchengzi, the first immortal of the Xuanqing Mountain Sect and the first of the Twelve Golden Immortals, then Tao Hongjing, the ancestor of the sect, and the two sects of the North and the South. The chief suzerain Sanmao Zhenjun, the master of great success Ye Fashan, and finally his master Qingyunzi...

The theory of succession took nearly two hours before it was considered complete. Afterwards, according to the procedure, he returned to the Ziyun Palace and gave lectures to his disciples.

Sitting on the grand teacher's chair where the head master sat, looking at the disciples kneeling together below, Ye Shaoyang felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, and finally understood why the master had never sat here these years.

Maybe some people like the feeling of this kind of centralized power, but it is obvious that neither their mentor nor their apprentice is this kind of person.

Hastily ordered a few words, and announced that Su Qinzhang would be in charge of the affairs of the door——Since returning to the mountain, Ye Shaoyang has also been secretly observing Su Qinzhang. His funeral, and his own inauguration ceremony, were all arranged very properly, so that he could rest assured that he would entrust all matters, big and small, to him.

After the explanation, Ye Shaoyang fled to the Tianshi Tomb in the back mountain and took the post of head. Naturally, he had to go to the master's grave to burn a stick of incense.

Ye Shaoyang went alone and stopped in front of the grave for a long time until Rui Lengyu came down the mountain.

"Master Ye."

Ye Shaoyang didn't look back.

Rui Lengyu walked up to his interview, only to find that his eyes were moist and his expression was full of sadness.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Ye Shaoyang shook his head, took a deep breath and said, "Master is gone, Daofeng is gone, and I suddenly feel a little lonely."

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