Chapter 2143 Alliance

Liang Yan stood on the podium thousands of feet high, holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked around and saw the heroes bowing their heads. All four sides were convinced. He couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

Suddenly, he glanced at the corner of his eye and looked down at the folding fan in his hand.

It turned out that the handwriting on the front and back of the folding fan was different.

On the side facing outward, there were four big characters "风云无双".

On the side facing inward, there were four small characters "天下无我"...

"This..."

Liang Yan looked at it and suddenly laughed.

City Lord, did you also calculate this scene today?

There is no self in the world... Is this a little joke that Linghu Bai, who has been strict all his life, played on himself?

Liang Yan laughed and laughed, and suddenly a tear streaked across his face.

It was just that he was surrounded by wind and clouds, which made him look like a fairy. Although there were many masters under the stage, no one could see his loss of composure.

Swish!

Liang Yan put away the folding fan and soon regained his composure.

"Everyone, get up."

"Thank you, City Lord!"

The monks of Wushuang City all stood up and faced Liang Yan with extremely respectful eyes.

Liang Yan said loudly: "I will take over the position of City Lord and do my best. From today on, Wushuang City will recruit talents, and anyone with the same ideals can join. Wushuang City will not fight against external forces, but if anyone bullies us, Wushuang City will never give in!"

"The City Lord is mighty!"

"The City Lord is mighty!"

Thunderous cheers rang out again among the mountains.

Liang Yan waved his hand, and the voices instantly quieted down.

"Thanks to all the Taoist friends for coming from afar to attend my succession ceremony. Now that the ceremony is over, please enjoy the spiritual fruit and wine here, and let Wushuang City do its best to be the host."

As soon as the voice fell, someone below laughed and said, "City Lord Liang is too polite. We all came here voluntarily just to see the style of the 'Immortal Sword Immortal'!"

"Yes! Sages can't cut off the Ziwei Dragon Vein with one person's strength, and cultivators below the saints can't do it. Only City Lord Liang can do it! It was you who turned the tide and ended this war!"

"Isn't it? City Lord Liang is our savior! He not only saved us, but also saved the people of the world!"

The people who said this were the casual cultivators Dugu Xin and Mu Lanxi. They were trapped in the underworld back then, and it was Liang Yan who brought them out of the sea of ​​suffering.

In the hearts of these people, Liang Yan's kindness is far greater than that of the saints.

"City Lord Liang!"

In the crowd, Baili Xuanyin suddenly bowed and said, "You are now the city lord of Wushuang City. You can no longer be the acting leader of Yuzhu Mountain. Can you return our sect's token 'Nine-leaf Bamboo'?"

After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded and said, "Of course."

Without hesitation, he waved his sleeves, and a green light fell from the high platform, just stopping in front of Baili Xuanyin.

It was a green bamboo stick with nine runes on it, shaped like bamboo leaves, full of spiritual energy.

Baili Xuanyin's face lit up, and he carefully took the "Nine-leaf Bamboo" with both hands, and clasped his fists to Liang Yan and said, "Thank you, City Lord Wushuang!"

Liang Yan smiled slightly, and was about to speak, but heard a cultivator from Wushuang City shouting in the distance:

"Kunwu City Lord Xiao Kunlun, come to congratulate!"

Hearing this voice, everyone present was surprised.

"Even the saints are here?"

Liang Yan's heart moved, and he released his spiritual consciousness and looked into the distance.

A long-haired man stepped into the air and strode over.

"Haha, congratulations! Linghu Bai has a successor, and Wushuang City will have a long life!"

Xiao Kunlun smiled, and there was no saintly aura in his gestures, just like the ordinary cultivators who came to watch the ceremony.

But everyone knew that he was a genuine saint, and no one dared to approach him even if he behaved calmly.

Naturally, a broad road was cleared, leading directly to the bottom of the ceremony platform.

Although Liang Yan was the city lord, he did not dare to be superior to the saint. He immediately pinched a spell and floated down from the ceremony platform.

The two soon came together.

Liang Yan bowed and smiled, "I didn't expect Senior Xiao to come here in person."

Xiao Kunlun waved his hand, "You are now the city lord of Wushuang City. You don't have to call me senior. Just call me 'Daoyou'."

As soon as this was said, everyone present showed a surprised expression.

It was the first time for them to see a saint and a cultivator of the Tribulation Realm on equal terms. Not only had they never seen it, but it was not even recorded in history books!

This was really unheard of.

Facing Xiao Kunlun's kindness, Liang Yan smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Xiao has come from afar. In addition to watching the ceremony, he must have other things to do."

"Of course!"

Xiao Kunlun said solemnly: "I came here today to sign an alliance agreement with the Lord of Liang City. The two cities will be in an alliance forever and fight against foreign enemies together."

Liang Yan's face finally changed after hearing this.

He didn't expect that Xiao Kunlun would send such a big gift on the first day of his succession!

The alliance between Kunwu City and Wushuang City is obviously good for Wushuang City, because Wushuang City is now at its weakest without a saint.

Xiao Kunlun came here in person to sign the alliance, which clearly told everyone that he would support Wushuang City.

"What do you think of Lord Liang City?" Xiao Kunlun asked.

Liang Yan smiled slightly: "Wushuang City and Kunwu City have always been on good terms, so how can we not sign this alliance? It just so happens that all the sects and schools are here, so let everyone bear witness that Wushuang City and Kunwu City will forever form an alliance and swear not to betray each other!"

"Okay!"

Xiao Kunlun laughed and said: "City Lord Liang is really happy, we will sign the covenant here today!"

After saying that, he waved his big sleeves, and the glow of the sleeves surged, and instantly turned into a white jade stone pillar ten thousand feet high, standing in the center of the square.

Everyone looked up and saw a letter of alliance written on the stone pillar. The last sentence was: Wushuang City and Kunwu City are allies of each other. No matter which side is invaded, the other side must do its best to help!

Without any hesitation, Xiao Kunlun stretched out his two index fingers, cracked the stone on the top of the stone pillar and signed his name:

Kunwu City, Xiao Kunlun!

When Liang Yan saw this, he didn't hesitate. With a wave of sword energy on his fingertips, he also signed his name on the side.

Unrivaled City, Liang Yan!

After the two city lords signed it, the covenant took effect immediately.

Xiao Kunlun said loudly: "From now on, the affairs of Wushuang City are my business, Xiao Kunlun's. If there are some short-sighted people who dare to violate the situation, don't blame Xiao for being ruthless!"

At this moment, Xiao Kunlun's saintly aura was revealed.

Everyone present was shocked and frightened by this aura. Not to mention that they had no thoughts in their hearts, even if they had any evil thoughts, they would disappear at this moment.

Wu Ci, Ning Xia, Xia Zhirong and others were all ecstatic.

They didn't expect such a good thing!

From now on, Wushuang City will not only have a swordsman like Liang Yan in charge, but also a saint like Xiao Kunlun to support it. As long as there is no chaos in the Antarctic Immortal Continent, the future should be worry-free.

For the three apprentices, Xiong Yuer, Bai Qingruo, and Li Xiran, today is the happiest day.

They witnessed their master and the saint signing a covenant with their own eyes. This kind of thing has never happened since ancient times.

As Liang Yan's disciples, they felt proud from the bottom of their hearts.

"Master, you are so magnificent today..." Li Xiran looked at Liang Yan's city lord attire with admiration in his eyes.

Bai Qingruo pursed her lips and smiled: "Master has always been very good-looking, but I didn't like to dress up before."

"hey-hey!"

Xiong Yue'er giggled, lying on the treetops, looking at Liang Yan from a distance, with a proud look on his face.

Bai Qingruo added: "Master has become the city lord of Wushuang City. I plan to move the 'Spirit Snake Valley' to Wushuang Domain so that I can take care of you in the future."

After hearing this, Li Xiran nodded and said: "That's right. Master was only in the Tongxuan realm back then. It was inevitable that someone would covet your Void Python bloodline. But now, Master is invincible under the saints and is the unparalleled Lord of the city. Who dares to do that again?" What's your idea?"

To be honest, Bai Qingruo is not yet Liang Yan's official disciple.

Because she knew the secret of the immortal dragon's blood, she was kidnapped by Liang Yan and was only temporarily accepted as a registered disciple.

"Back then, I was weak. Not only could I not protect Spirit Snake Valley, but I would also bring disaster to Spirit Snake Valley. Now I have achieved a little success, and with the title of Master, there should be no problem in moving Spirit Snake Valley to Wushuang Domain. Obstacle..."

"It's a pity that after this catastrophe, the sisters in Spirit Snake Valley suffered countless casualties, and less than 30% of them are still alive..."

Having said this, Bai Qingruo sighed lightly, his eyes full of sadness and helplessness.

Li Xiran and she had long been in love with each other as sisters. At this time, she reached out and held Bai Qingruo's hand tightly.

"What happened in the past is irreversible, and it is not your fault. As long as you protect the remaining clan members, you have fulfilled your duty as a saint." Li Xiran said softly.

"Thank you, senior sister..." Bai Qingruo nodded slightly.

While the two women were talking, footsteps suddenly sounded behind them.

Li Xiran, Bai Qingruo, and Xiong Yuer'er all looked back and saw two men coming side by side.

The man on the left has a fair face and handsome appearance, but unfortunately there is a flaw in his ointment. A scar penetrated his left eye, leaving only his right eye still usable.

The man on the right is a rough and bold bald man, who seems to have a jealous temper.

These two people are also Liang Yan's apprentices, namely Gu Xingyun and Luo Tianxiang.

Due to some strange combination of circumstances, both of them were captured by Tiangong City. According to Beiming's plan, they were originally going to be refined into poisonous corpses.

As luck would have it, Tong Ni found out their origins.

Because he coveted Liang Yan's treasures, Tong Ni secretly detained these two people, preparing to use them as bargaining chips to threaten Liang Yan in the future.

Unexpectedly, this move actually saved the lives of Gu Xingyun and Luo Tianxiang...

"Junior brothers, are your injuries better?" Li Xiran asked with a smile.

Gu Xingyun said: "Excuse me, senior sister, for your concern. The injury has healed by 30%...basic movements are no problem, but the magic power is not available for the time being."

"Yes, this mountain peak is so high, it took us half a day to climb up. By the time we reached the top of the mountain, the master's stage ceremony had been completed!"

Luo Tianxiang is a casual cultivator, he has a gangster spirit, and he talks carelessly.

Li Xiran pursed his lips and smiled: "The two junior brothers arrived not too late, just in time for the master and the saint to sign the covenant. Now, look at that stone pillar, which is evidence of the good alliance between the two cities."

Gu Xingyun and Luo Tianxiang looked in the direction she pointed, and sure enough they saw a stone pillar ten thousand feet high, with the names of two people on the top, namely Liang Yan and Xiao Kunlun!

Look at Liang Yan and Xiao Kunlun standing opposite each other, talking and laughing happily, and their aura is not inferior at all.

"The teacher is truly a genius..."

The two sighed sincerely.

…………

Outside Wushuang City, there are white clouds.

In the clouds and mist, two figures stood side by side, looking at the city from a distance of tens of thousands of miles.

One of them has white clothes and white hair, like a beautiful jade, reflecting the beauty of heaven and earth without any impurities.

It was Li Yuxian, the lord of Baiyu City.

Standing next to him was Lao Zhan, but he was the president of the Wenxiang Chamber of Commerce, Wei Wenxiang.

"I said...you really don't want to go in and take a look?" Wei Wenxiang suddenly sighed and asked Youyou.

Li Yuxian did not answer.

There seemed to be jade clouds flashing in his eyes. Through the layers of white clouds and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, he saw a beautiful shadow on the top of the mountain peak.

Wei Wenxiang sighed again and said: "This girl, Li Xiran, has only been with Liang Yan for more than a hundred years, and her fate has changed. If we only have a brief contact, she should not be affected by your 'All-Calamity Dao Foundation' ”

"That won't work either."

Li Yuxian stood quietly, her eyes like late autumn frost.

"Girl is my only relative in this world. She is my deepest concern. I will never allow myself to hurt her, even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance..."

"Then you'll never see each other again?" Wei Wenxiang couldn't help but ask.

Li Yuxian was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "When the girl becomes a saint, it will be the day when our father and daughter will get together."

"this……"

This time it was Wei Wenxiang's turn to be silent.

The matter of sanctification is illusory and depends not only on qualifications, but also on great opportunities!

Li Yuxian can become a saint, but his descendants may not be able to. Even for a sub-sage like Ning Bugui who has nearly perfected his cultivation, the chance of becoming a saint is not more than 20%.

Everything depends on chance!

"Your goal is too high." Wei Wenxiang sighed.

Li Yuxian, however, remained calm and said with a smile: "In the past, I would have thought this goal was unrealistic. But now, I am at least 70% confident."

Wei Wenxiang's heart moved: "Is it because of that boy Liang Yan?"

Li Yuxian smiled and said nothing.

The breeze lifted his white hair, and his eyes drifted into the distance, as if looking at clouds and people...

…………

But in Wushuang City, Liang Yan and Xiao Kunlun signed an alliance, and the monks in the city immediately burst into cheers.

The two chatted for a while, and Xiao Kunlun said: "Today is your succession ceremony, and Xiao is here to ask for a wedding drink."

Liang Yan laughed and said, "Come here, serve some wine to Lord Xiao."

Following his order, someone immediately served a jade pot of immortal wine.

Xiao Kunlun picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

"happy!"

He laughed and looked around: "Wushuang City... I have been here for many years. If Brother Linghu hadn't saved me from Emperor Burial of Heaven, how could Xiao be where I am today?"

After saying that, he put the wine glass back and said to Liang Yan: "Xiao has come all the way and is not in a hurry to go back. He will stay on Woyun Slope nearby for a few days. If City Lord Liang is interested, you can come and chat with me. ”