The narration system of Wuxia Journey

At this time, it was useless to be upset. Yan Chongtian forced himself to calm down and return to the vigorous, wise and alert Yan Chongtian in his youth.

Facing Chisong and Cangsong, Yan Chongtian did not hide his sarcasm: "So..."

For some reason, although Yan Chongtian did not look angry, facing such a plain Yan Chongtian, Chisong and Cangsong could not help but feel cold in their hearts, sweating like rain on their backs, as if they had returned to that distant era.

At that time, Yan Chongtian was so dazzling. He was the most dazzling martial arts master in the world, a famous hero, and the eldest brother respected by everyone on Wufeng Mountain!

Chisong swallowed his saliva and said, "Big... Big Brother, the master is dead, should we let the disciples start preparing the mourning hall? After all... after all... death is the greatest." Cangsong stood behind with his head shrunk, not daring to say a word.

Yan Chongtian glanced at Chisong calmly, turned his head and said: "Put away those thoughts that you shouldn't have. Otherwise..."

"No... I dare not... I also want to congratulate my senior brother on his martial arts recovery." Chisong smiled awkwardly.

At this time, the elders of other branches had gathered and bowed to Yan Chongtian and said: "Congratulations to my senior brother on his martial arts recovery."

Yan Chongtian nodded and ordered: "Each hall gathers disciples, counts casualties, and sets up the mourning hall!"

After speaking, he glanced at the green pine and white stone on the ground, and said to Lun Wan'er: "Go to the back mountain and see if Feiyang is there, call him."

Lun Wan'er nodded and went to the back mountain. Chisong and Cangsong looked at each other, and Cangsong said dissatisfiedly: "Senior brother, the most important thing now is to arrange for the head and the dead and injured disciple Yun Feiyang, a pig farmer, why ask him to come."

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Yan Chongtian said with narrowed eyes.

"No...no...don't misunderstand me, big brother." Cangsong's legs softened instantly, and he felt a murderous aura penetrate his heart.

Yan Chongtian snorted coldly: "Go and do your work."

Chisong and Cangsong wiped their foreheads and left here quickly.

[Yan Chongtian is determined to push you to succeed the position of the head, young man, your luck has come]

Yun Feiyang, who was sitting on the rocking chair in the backyard, shook his head when he saw the narration prompt.

Then his ears moved, and then he sighed: "It's not time yet!"

As he said that, his body seemed to surge with clouds and mist, and the invisible true energy wrapped him up. The next second, Lun Wan'er had already rushed into the courtyard.

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"Feiyang, Feiyang, where are you? The head is in trouble, Feiyang."

Lun Wan'er walked past the rocking chair, opened the wooden door and looked around, then looked around the courtyard, but ignored Yun Feiyang who was right in front of her.

"Feiyang, where have you been? Do you know that the headmaster is in trouble?" Lun Wan'er squatted in front of the door and sobbed softly.

After a long time, she stood up, wiped her tears, closed the door and headed towards the front mountain. Not long after she left, Yun Feiyang's figure slowly appeared on the rocking chair.

"Don't worry, whether you can survive depends on your luck in the next few days."

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Front mountain.

A simple mourning hall has been built in the main hall.

In today's battle, the Chongzhen Sect suffered heavy casualties. The headmaster and the next headmaster's disciples died one after another, and nearly a hundred other disciples were killed or injured.

In the mourning hall, Qingsong and Baishi lay in the coffin, and Yan Chongtian sat on a chair beside them without saying a word, letting Chisong and Cangsong exchange glances below.

At this time, Mushi and Tieshi knelt aside in mourning clothes to welcome the worship. As the remaining true descendants of the headmaster's lineage, Yan Chongtian gave them the qualification to kneel in the spirit.

Compared to the true feelings of the two, although the others were sad, they were much better; only the people of Chisong and Cangsong seemed to be gloating, and Jiang Tao and Guo Xiang, who had already awakened, were even more perfunctory when they worshiped.

Yan Chongtian saw all this, but said nothing.

It was not until Lun Wan'er came in wearing mourning clothes and kowtowed to the spirit tablet that he shook his head with a gloomy look: "Master, I didn't find Feiyang."

Yan Chongtian frowned, said nothing more, and motioned her to stand behind him.

At this time, those who should come to worship in the sect had already worshiped, and those who could not come were either physically disabled or seriously injured and unconscious.

Chisong looked around and walked forward and said: "Master brother, should we arrange someone to notify other sects to prepare for the worship? Please give me your instructions."

"Dad, you..." Lun Wan'er said unhappily. Chisong glared at her and motioned her to shut up.

Yan Chongtian glanced at him and said sarcastically: "How can we welcome guests without an acting leader or leader?"

"This... Senior Brother, you are highly respected and naturally the best candidate for the leader. Of course, I am willing to recommend you to take over as the leader." Chisong said.

Yan Chongtian laughed and said in an ambiguous way: "Oh? Are you willing? I thought you wanted to recommend yourself."

………………"Everyone should nominate him." A voice from below said.

The scene was instantly quiet, and the man was Jiang Tao, Chisong's eldest disciple.

Jiang Tao snorted coldly and said, "Nowadays, there are so many things to do. We must nominate someone who is mature and familiar with worldly affairs, otherwise it will be a joke."

Lun Wan'er was furious and was about to stand up and refute. Yan Chongtian pulled her arm and shook his head, and Lun Wan'er didn't say anything.

The other elders looked at each other, and the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall stood up and said, "The eldest brother was the best candidate for the head of the sect. The reason why he abdicated was because something went wrong in his training. Now that Senior Brother Yan's martial arts have been fully restored, he understands that he will take over as the head of the sect."

The other elders all stood up and nodded, supporting Yan Chongtian.

Jiang Tao said: "Master uncle has ignored the secular world for many years. It is not impossible for him to take over as the head of the sect. What if Master uncle loses his martial arts again? We can't change the head of the sect again! It's better to do it all at once."

Many disciples couldn't help but talk about it. The disciples of Chisong and Cangsong wanted to wave their flags and shout to support everyone's nomination.

Yan Chongtian didn't move until the scene returned to calm, then he said: "Chisong, Cangsong, what do you think?"

Chisong hesitated for a moment and just smiled: "Everything depends on Master brother."

Yan Chongtian nodded and said: "Okay."

As he said this, he stood up to refill the incense and candles on the spirit tablet. Before Chisong and Cangsong showed their joy, Yan Chongtian rubbed his hands together, and a stick of incense broke into countless small pieces. He waved his right hand, and these sticks of incense immediately turned into sharp swords and flew out.

Jiang Tao and Guo Xiang, who had shouted the most happily just now, and several other disciples were instantly shot through the Baihui on the top of their heads. Their eyes bulged, and they were deader than dead.

All the disciples were so scared that they all took a step back. Yan Chongtian turned around, his face as cold as frost: "Chisong, Cangsong, did I give you too much face?"

At this time, Chisong and Cangsong remembered that Yan Chongtian was also a murderer. Not only did he kill Fu Tianwei's son, but he also broke into Xiaoyao Valley and imprisoned Fu Tianwei for life. Not only that, he also destroyed Xiaoyao Valley directly.

At this moment, the Yan Chongtian who once made decisions with a single word and killed decisively, and everyone in Chongzhen was convinced, is back again!

With a "dong", Chisong and Cangsong knelt on the ground, and cold sweat instantly wet the floor: "Big Brother, no... it's none of our business. It's... Jiang Tao and Guo Xiang decided privately. We really don't know."

Yan Chongtian ignored them, and his cold eyes swept across the mourning hall. The murderous intent made the air icy and piercing, making people tremble from the bottom of their hearts. All the disciples lowered their heads and dared not look directly.

Yan Chongtian turned around and looked at the spirit tablet. After a long time, until everyone felt that the days were passing by like years, they heard him say faintly: "I warned you before, don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have. Chisong, Cangsong, you have really grown up and have your own ideas."

"Big brother, we are brothers!" Cangsong cried.

Yan Chongtian suddenly turned around and slapped out with a palm. With a "bang", Cangsong hit the pillar of the hall hard. Yan Chongtian pointed at them and said: "If we were not brothers, I should have killed you two trash just now."