Chapter 606

This figure was Qin Xuan. At this time, his face was very gloomy. As expected, it was the hand of Xuantian palace.

Looking at the Xuantian hall from a distance, Qin Xuan turned and left. At this time, if he broke into the Xuantian hall directly, it would not be of great use. Instead, he would scare the snake and even transfer his father. In this way, it would be more difficult to find them again.

The night soon came, and everything was quiet. The dark night fell like a curtain, covering the huge Xuantian city.

Although the shadow is as light as a ghost in the night, it seems that the body is not as fast as a ghost in the wind.

However, in such a silent night, the Xuantian hall is brightly lit, bright and dazzling, just like the day. Many disciples walk around it, which is very lively.

Several disciples walked together. They were all Kaiyuan realm accomplishments. They looked very hurried. However, they looked excited, like going to some important place.

"I heard that senior brother Yunqian was present at today's banquet. It must be very lively." One of them is humanity.

"Are you sure elder martial brother Yunqian will really go? I'm afraid he won't care about such a party if he exists." The next one looked puzzled and seemed suspicious.

"Absolutely right. Let's hurry up. Although Ziyang hall is huge, there are more disciples. If we don't hurry, we can't find a good place." Another urged.

The rest nodded, and the speed at their feet immediately accelerated a lot. They ran away to the right. They didn't seem to notice the figure hidden in the night.

"Ziyang hall?" Qin Xuan's eyes flashed a cold light, his body flashed and disappeared in place.

The address of the Xuantian palace, also known as the purple sky palace, is also called the purple sky palace.

Ziyang hall is one of the largest palaces. It will be opened only when all disciples are called to hold a grand meeting on weekdays. Today is the annual banquet of Xuantian palace. Some disciples with advanced cultivation will preach in Ziyang hall. Therefore, ordinary disciples attach great importance to this banquet and go one after another.

Moreover, the banquet was completely stopped by disciples, and senior figures such as elders did not intervene. The reason why the banquet was held every year was to let powerful disciples help the weak and make the sect stronger.

Ziyang hall is located in the west of Xuantian hall. It is magnificent and high Towering into the clouds, it looks like a magnificent building rising from the ground, shining purple light and dazzling.

At this time, there were many disciples waiting outside the Ziyang hall. Their faces were full of joy. They kept looking away, as if they were waiting for someone.

These disciples are those with mediocre talents. They can get very little teaching in ordinary days. Now there are senior brothers with strong cultivation who preach for them. Naturally, they won't miss this opportunity.

In the south, a figure in green clothes, surrounded by many disciples, came to Ziyang hall with a smile on his face and a faint proud look in his eyes.

"Look, elder martial Brother Yun is coming." Many people suddenly looked over there and saw the young man in Tsing Yi coming. They immediately looked happy.

Yunqian, the core disciple of Xuantian palace, is one of the most powerful core disciples in the Yuan Dynasty. He enjoys high prestige among ordinary disciples.

"Elder martial brother Yunqian just broke through the realm a few days ago. He was in the right mood, so he took the time to preach, otherwise we wouldn't have such a good opportunity." One insider said.

"It's said that elder martial brother Yunqian is about to reach the peak of Yuan mansion. After he breaks through, I don't know whether he will stay in zongmen." Another asked.

Amid the warm cheers, Yunqian came to the outside of Ziyang hall, glanced at all the people and said faintly, "today I came to preach. All younger martial brothers can ask me if they don't understand. They must know everything and say everything."

All the disciples were overjoyed when they heard this. The elder martial brothers who came to preach on weekdays were not as powerful as Yunqian. Even so, they just answered some questions at random, which was just perfunctory. In fact, it was not very beneficial to their cultivation.

The disciples have been flattered by yunlatent's preaching to them. It's even more incredible to solve the problems of practice for them.

"Let's go." Yun Qian stepped forward and entered the Ziyang hall with all the disciples. The originally lively space suddenly fell silent, while there was a lot of noise in the Ziyang hall.

When all the disciples entered the Ziyang hall, a figure in black came out of the night, with dark eyes and a trace of cold.

Outside Xuantian hall today, some disciples mentioned that a few days ago, an elder led many disciples out to perform tasks. I think Yunqian must be among them.

A cold radian appeared at the corner of his mouth. Qin Xuan stepped out one step, and his body twisted and became illusory little by little, as if he were integrated into the void.

In the Ziyang hall, there is a high platform of tens of feet in the central area, surrounded by nine dragon pillars. It is powerful and magnificent. Further out, there are many stands, which gradually rise layer by layer for disciples to watch the sermon on the platform.

All the disciples on the stand had already taken their seats and were fully occupied. Some disciples came late and didn't find their seats, so they had to stand aside. However, their interest has not decreased at all. As long as they can listen to elder martial brother Yunqian's sermon, everything is not important.

Yun Qian looked at the younger martial brothers' warm faces, his eyes showed a trace of satisfaction, and then his body soared into the air. It seemed that there was a gust of wind blowing in the space, holding his body up.

Under the gaze of countless amazing eyes, Yunqian fell steadily on the high platform, with long hair fluttering and high spirits.

Looking at the vast crowd, Yun Qianlang said in a loud voice: "today I have the honor to preach for your younger martial brothers. I will be based on my own cultivation feeling. If there is any explanation error, I hope your younger martial brothers will not be surprised."

"Elder martial Brother Yun, can Yuanfu really feel the power of rules?" A disciple stood up from the high platform and took the lead in asking questions.

Yun Qian looked at the disciple with a flash of light in his eyes and replied, "the power of rules is evolved and sublimated from the power of artistic conception. As long as the power of artistic conception is strong enough, he can naturally feel the power of rules."

When the voice fell, another disciple stood up and asked, "elder martial Brother Yun, have you ever understood the power of rules?"

Yun Qian's eyes suddenly stagnated when he heard the speech, and his look was a little unnatural. Countless disciples looked at him and admired him. Elder martial Brother Yun is so powerful that he must have understood the power of rules.

"His artistic conception power is only in the early stage of the mysterious and wonderful realm. How can he understand the way of rules." A dull voice suddenly sounded, and then it rang through the vast purple sun hall.