Chapter 2617

Ye Lingfeng was silent. He did rebuild wanchu's heart, but he didn't want to be the leader of a sect. To become the leader of a sect means that he has to take on more responsibilities, not only to manage the life and death of the people of a sect, but also to win a place for the sect in heaven and earth, and to consider how to make the sect stand like Langya Pavilion and the eastern land God Dynasty after thousands of years.

However, there are many conveniences in becoming the head of a clan. It's not only that the status is different from that in the past, but also that no matter what you do, you will no longer fight alone. Instead, you will have strong support.

In this way, if Tang Yan, rose girls and other people come to heaven, they will not be left alone, but will have a place to rely on.

Therefore, the proposal of Tong Meng and Song Ling has both disadvantages and advantages for ye Lingfeng. After all, the advantages of the weak are greater than the disadvantages in the beginning.

Tong Meng, Song Ling, and those wanchu disciples hold their breath and stare at Ye Lingfeng nervously. They are worried that ye Lingfeng will veto their proposal. In that case, even if wanchu reappears in the world, it will be difficult to reappear the light of the past.

"Good! From today on, I will be the master of wanchu. In my lifetime, I will be the master of wanchu and create the foundation for all generations! " After a long time, ye Lingfeng's expression was firm and firm, like with unparalleled confidence, and he spoke slowly word by word.

Ye Lingfeng understood that it would be hard to imagine the burden of being the leader of a sect, especially the one that had been destroyed.

But when he thought of elder Sudou and danzun Xingyun, who were destroyed at the beginning of wanchu, his eager eyes made him unable to refuse the proposal of Song Ling and Tong Meng. He could not help but take over the burden.

A good man should never be afraid of hardships. The heavier the burden, the more heroic he is.

And he also wants to lay a foothold for Tang Yan and rose girls in the sky, so that they can have a place to live. In this way, even if he was on the road of practice, he didn't have to worry about their safety.

"I have seen the Lord!" Tong Meng, Song Ling and the surviving disciples of wanchu were overjoyed and looked solemn. They kowtowed to Ye Lingfeng three times and saluted him solemnly, just as they saluted the deceased patriarch at wanchu.

"All right, everybody up!" After receiving the gift, ye Lingfeng quickly reached out and lifted Song Ling, Tong Meng and others from the ground. Then he said, "my position as the leader of the clan will not count until wanchu really rebuilt it on the ruins. Here today, we have no distinction between the superior and the inferior. We only talk about the elder and the younger. All of you are brothers. Don't be restrained and drink freely! "

Although he accepted the position of master of wanchu, ye Lingfeng understood that he had just broken through Yuanying and was far from the time to revive wanchu. Only after he has formed a perfect Yuanying, can it be possible to wipe out xuandu mansion and ye family, build a brand-new wanchu on the ruins of these two families, and make a great achievement!

"Listen to the patriarch, let's have a good drink. Today, no matter how noble or inferior, we only talk about the past, not drunk or return!" Hearing the words, Tong Meng raised his hand and thumped his chest heavily, just like the wild man in the past.

There's no need to say anything. It's all in the cup. Song Ling constantly takes out large cans of wine from the storeroom. Although it's not a good spirit wine, it's better than the clear fragrance and spicy taste, just like the temperature of blood in the body.

Cup after cup, endless wine, endless memories. In the past, the gratitude and resentment of wanchu have been forgotten. Now, the only thing left is the happy meeting of old friends and the recollection of the past.

They talked about Xingyun danzun, Sudou elder, Zhuo Yiping and Hou Dabao Everyone who passed away, under the stimulation of alcohol, seems to come back to life in their mind, just like wandering around the wine table, just like in the past, is cocking their legs, sipping wine, listening to their boasting and chatting happily.

When old friends meet, the wine is always poured very quickly. In a short time, there are only four jars left.

"Try my wine, everyone!" Ye Lingfeng, who is about to go out to buy wine, takes the remaining four jars of wine into a big basin, takes qianrizui out of the storage ring and pours it into the basin.

the age of drunken dust for a thousand days is too long. It has been called the essence of wine. Such liquor can only be swallowed directly by a black emperor. If Song Ling and Tong Meng do this, he will be directly drunk to death.

the only way to drink the essence of this wine is to blend it with new wine. In this way, not only can it be diluted to make it harmless to human body, but also can give full play to the aroma of this aged wine!

Sure enough, when the thick and honey like amber liquor drops into the wine basin, the new and old liquor contact at first, and a pungent fragrance spreads out immediately. When you smell it, you will swallow your saliva and feel like a fairy.

"Lord, what kind of wine is this? How can I feel dizzy just by smelling it..." Tong Meng is the best thing in this cup. Now he smells the fragrance of thousand days drunk. After swallowing his saliva, he asks curiously.In the past, at wanchu, he had drunk many fine wines and studied many fine wines. But as far as he felt, no matter what she had drunk or what was recorded in ancient books, there was no wine that could be compared with the wine Ye Lingfeng took out.

With such color and flavor, he would never doubt that this wine was the king of wine.

"Don't speak again, Lord. Shut up, Lord. No matter what happens in the future, you and I will be called brothers!" Ye Lingfeng frowned slightly and scolded Tong Meng with a smile. What he is most impatient with is the restraint of the elders and the children. Who has stipulated that as long as he is the patriarch, the old friendship will no longer exist, leaving only the cold distinction between the superiors and the inferiors.

Tong Meng touched his head with a smile. He didn't want to do that either. He just worried that if he didn't, it would not be enough to show their sincerity in supporting Ye Lingfeng as the master of wanchu. That's why he did it.

"This wine is called qianrizui. It was brewed by Kunpeng. It has been in Kunpeng's nest for at least a thousand years, and I suspect that Kunpeng's essence and blood may have been added to this wine!" Seeing Tong Meng's expression, ye Lingfeng said with a smile that he was drunk for thousands of days.