Huntian retreated, and within a moment, a servant brought a cup of tea. Qin Yun glanced at the servant, and never thought that this servant had the cultivation level of Xuanpin. He immediately raised his impression of the Soul Sect. Xuanpin is a slave, what kind of family background is it. **(..)

Qin Yun was alone in the lobby, picked up the tea from the tea table next to him, took a sip, and a mellow fragrance slid into his body along his throat. A sudden heat suddenly rose in his dantian. At this time, he didn't understand that tea was not simple. He opened the lid of the cup and saw that purple tender leaves were floating in the water. It seemed that the mellow fragrance came from these leaves. Seeing Qin Yun's surprise, the servant who was serving him showed a little pride and said, "Young Master Qin has a good vision. This purple tea is the treasure of our sect leader. After drinking it, mortals can prolong their life. If a monk drinks it, it can increase his hard work for ten years. Usually, the sect leader will not take it out to treat guests, but the young master is a good fortune."

Qin Yun didn't know what the purpose of this never-masked father-in-law was, but he should have no malice. He also enjoyed the peace of mind of this Zi Luo Tea, but after all, the sect leader gave face and compliments were inevitable, "Then I thank the sect leader for me, and you have to worry too."

"Young Master Qin, you are so young and promising. The soul guardian specifically told me to treat me well. How dare I be negligent? Please wait for a while again. It is already noon now, and I will go to attract monks from various states to come." After saying that, he took a back and left.

In the entire lobby, Qin Yun was alone. Qin Yun was confused at this moment and thought to himself: My father-in-law invited me here but did not come to see me. He was polite to me and treated the precious purple tea. The servant was not rude at all. What exactly did he want to do? Just now, the servant said that he was going to attract monks from other states to come here. It seemed that this place should be the venue for the gathering of geniuses in the Eight Prefectures. What did this father-in-law think was really unpredictable.

While Qin Yun was puzzled, his servant had already attracted a group of monks, and he rushed straight to the magnificent lobby. These people were also considered genius disciples of the top sects in the Eight Prefectures, and some acquaintances were among them. Jiang Shuxing from the Jiang family in Dongzhou was in it. He was shaking his river view fan in his hand, and his purple clothes were fluttering without wind, so he was so noble and elegant. Judging from his strength, he also broke through.

There are three people, Qin Yun, who have also seen them in the Duantian Mountains. The monks who can get out of the Duantian Mountains have great opportunities, and these three people are no exception. They all have broken through to the level of Lijue cultivation. In addition, there are several Lijue cultivators, and the late Xuanpin cultivators account for the majority. They are arrogant and arrogant, and they both dislike each other.

Suddenly, a beautiful face fell into Qin Yun's eyes, which shocked Qin Yun's whole body. Fortunately, this action was extremely hidden and did not fall into the eyes of others. He was wearing a black cloth and silver silk clothes, with a cloud-patterned silk ribbon on his waist. He tied his hair buns one by one on his head. He also had long black hair spreading his shoulders like a waterfall, and his pink bones and jade muscles made people think of him. He knew this person and had a love affair between his brothers in the full moon gate. This woman was Daozhen's daughter Miao Yan. Qin Yun's senior sister now also has the late stage of Xuanpin cultivation. It is really rare.

Qin Yun did not expect Miaoyan to reach the late stage of Xuanpin in just over ten years, and her talent was so high. He sighed secretly why he didn't discover it back then. But when he thought about it, he felt relieved. He had limited time in the full moon gate, so how could he know Miaoyan's situation?

In addition to Qin Yun, the servants led 107 people to the lobby, and Qin Yun had a total of 108 people, one or two. The Soul Sect convened a meeting of the Demon Sect and issued a genius invitation order. Anyone who received the token was considered to be a genius among the geniuses, and naturally no one would be absent. If they were absent, wouldn't they admit that they were not as good as others and had no shame to come? Therefore, even if the real geniuses of the holy land such as Wuweizi could not come because of seclusion, they would entrust the token to their fellow disciples and come to avoid losing the face of the holy land. Therefore, after a lot of twists and turns, one hundred and eight tokens were missing.

Qin Yun looked out from the hall. There was a faint murderous aura on these people's heads. It was obvious that after a lot of killings, one hundred and seven people gathered, which immediately made the temperature at the place where they stood lower by several degrees. (1_1)

The servant led everyone to the lobby and pointed to the ten chairs in the hall, "Everyone, since the lobby is not spacious enough, I can only arrange ten chairs. Please arrange them yourself." When everyone came to the lobby, they had already seen Qin Yun sitting at the beginning. When they heard the servant's words, their personal expressions were different, and they looked like a painting of the Ukiyo-World. They could see all kinds of expressions here.

Someone pointed at Qin Yun and asked, "Who is that guy? Why did he arrive before us? Didn't you say you could enter the door only at noon?"

The servant didn't look at Qin Yun, and faced everyone, and said with a smile: "That man also came in with an invitation order, nothing special."

"Oh no! I'm plotted by Leng Tianxing again!" At this moment, Qin Yun didn't know that he had fallen into Leng Tianxing's plan again. In such a large lobby, there were only eleven chairs. One of them was the sect leader himself, and they had 108 people. To put it nicely, how could they allocate themselves? It's not just a big fist sitting or a small fist standing. In this way, those with considerable strength will inevitably be friction, and those with weak strength will even feel resentful towards the strong, and it will be difficult to get together in the future.

As Qin Yun guessed, everyone was already dissatisfied with Qin Yun taking over the seat. He was the first to sit on the chair, one of the ten. Could it be that the remaining people would only compete for nine? In this way, his father-in-law put him on the stove, and even if he didn't want to fight, he would not be able to fight. In addition, what the servant said, it would be strange if these monks didn't fight.

At this time, Jiang Saixing shook the folding fan and looked at the servant coldly, with a little displeasure, "You sect leader is so scheming. Can't a soul sect come up with a bigger place? It's obvious that he wants to use this to provoke the relationship between my various sects. You, the Demon Sect, is good at the left-handed fisherman!" Jiang Saixing's words were so explicit, and everyone suddenly changed their color, with anger mixed in his expression.

One hundred and seven Xuanpin and even the Aura formed by the powerful, even if they were powerful, they did not dare to light Ying Qifeng. However, this person who only had the middle stage of Xuanpin was not afraid at all. He faced Jiang Ruixing and everyone's questioning indifferently, and said slowly: "Don't be excited. As the saying goes, people are divided into high and low. Mortals are divided into three or six levels. We cultivators are also divided into levels according to their cultivation level. Those with high cultivation level are above them, and those with low cultivation level sit on their ground. On the way here, compared to everyone's killings, some fellow Taoists still snatched the tokens from their hands. In fact, this is the case in the cultivation world. Big fists are the hard truth. The so-called etiquette is also based on strength."

This servant's words were more explicit than Jiang Ruixing, but it was a fact. Everyone could not refute it, so they could only remain silent.

"Don't worry, when you look for the Nine-Leaf Fairy Lotus together, the winner will be the king. The seats will be divided earlier at this moment." This servant was also a clever and fickle person who took the magic plan for granted.

Another trick of open conspiracy, Qin Yun thought in his heart that the Demon Sect was so powerful, and even a servant had such a quarrel. No wonder he was transferred to entertain everyone on such an important occasion. He was even more afraid of his father-in-law who had never masked him. Before Leng Tianxing could take action, he became the target of public criticism. Who knows what means Leng Tianxing would use to deal with him if he annoyed him.

"Please please give me a seat." As he said that, he asked someone to serve nine cups of new tea, put it on the tea table next to the seat, and changed it to Qin Yun. It was also purple tea. The tea was pleasant and the tea smelled so refreshing. It must be an ordinary person. However, there were only ten cups of tea, which means that the people standing could not drink it. Suddenly, the ten-foot-gold chair had a higher status in the eyes of everyone.

"So. Then Mr. Jiang will occupy one of them. You can't let the Demon Sect down his good intentions!" As he said, he walked into the hall and looked at Qin Yun sitting in the head. A familiar feeling flashed through Jiang Ruixing's mind, but he didn't know where he had seen it.

"Fellow Taoist, you're polite!" Jiang Ruixing was also polite and bowed to Qin Yun, without any intention of taking Qin Yun's seat.

Qin Yun was in Duantian Canyon, fighting against Killer Zi, Jiang Shuxing and other five tribes of Dongzhou helped him hold Wuweizi, Bai Yunyan and others back, which was considered as a favor for them. Besides, Jiang Shuxing had good etiquette, so he couldn't resist his face, so he also stood up and bowed, saying, "Fellow Daoist Jiang is polite. With fellow Taoist Jiang's cultivation, I think it's the most suitable thing to sit on this golden chair."

"Hey, do you know Jiang?" But he was relieved. With the Jiang family's status in the Eight Prefectures, it was not surprising that someone knew him. "Although Jiang thought he had good cultivation, the fellow Taoist's chair was still a bit hot, so I'd just sit down this head." After saying that, he sat down at a chair on his left. With Jiang Shuxing's beginning, everyone rushed forward and grabbed the seat.

One hundred and seven people competed for ten golden chairs, and in the blink of an eye, they seized everything. Some people could only watch the people sitting on the chairs dryly and wanted to use purple tea. However, the servant said that these ten chairs should be assigned by everyone themselves, and their Demon Sect did not interfere, so more people became concerned about the seats. If they earned a chair among the geniuses in the Demon Sect lobby, wouldn’t it be a glorious?

Qin Yun's cultivation level is only in the middle stage of Xuanpin, and is almost incomparable in front of everyone. Some people recognize him as the Baisha among the two black and white evil spirits that are stolen from the outside of the Demon City, but they are not afraid. Those who snatch tokens outside the city are all small characters. How can they compare with the geniuses here? No one standing here has come from other states without bloody storms. They have made a name for themselves along the way, and are naturally not afraid of Qin Yun.

"Fellow Taoist, please move the place!" A monk in blue and white clothes came to Qin Yun, "I am Wu Shang, a disciple of Tianzhou Hanging Island!" Wu Shang walked to Qin Yun. Although he was polite, he reported his origin and name, which meant that he threatened Qin Yun.

Qin Yun looked up and saw that this supreme and Xuanpin had the late stage cultivation level, which was comparable to Miaoyan. There were many cultivators here. He dared to compete for the top Jin throne, and he relied on his reputation as the Hanging Island. Hanging Island is also a great sect in Tianzhou, and few people dared to provoke him.

"Looking for a long time!" Qin Yun politely bowed to him, and his butt was sitting on the golden seat, without any intention of standing up.

Wushang snorted, and a little anger appeared on his white face. He had already made it clear. Unexpectedly, Qin Yun would not give him any face. The golden throne could not be a mid-stage Xuanpin who didn't know where to come. "If you don't eat toast, you will be fined for wine. You can't sit here. Why don't you get up quickly, so as not to make mistakes!"

Qin Yun sneered at him. He had heard of Hanging Island, but he could not even kill the genius of the Holy Land, so how could he care about Hanging Island's disciples?

"If I don't move, what can you do to me?" The Supreme One didn't answer Qin Yun's words, and waved his hand and slapped Qin Yun with a palm. There was a faint fluctuation of the laws in his palm. Having the laws was equivalent to stepping into his awakening with one foot.

The one facing the hand was a thin black needle. With a bang, the black needle shattered the laws in the Supreme Hand and pierced the palm of the palm.

"You are plotting against me!" Covering his palms, a chaotic law ran around in his body and destroyed it wantonly. Wu Shang never expected that he would suffer such a big loss for a moment. While he was shocked, he suddenly became angry. "Let's fight again."

"You dare to fight if you are not as skilled as others. Go back, don't make mistakes!" Qin Yun returned the words to Wu Shang intact. Wu Shang's original face changed to a dark blue color. Like a miscellaneous note on the face change in the world, he was really a lively face of Yama at this time.

"You Shang, you are not his opponent, so you should retreat." At this time, a monk in blue-clothed clothes sitting on another seat spoke to stop You Shang. When Wu Shang turned around, he actually retreated and glared at Qin Yun fiercely.

Qin Yun raised his eyes and looked at the man who was talking, and saw that he was not very handsome, but his eyebrows were so heroic. After just one look, he concluded that this person was not a simple person. And there were two people standing behind him, both of whom had the late stage of Xuanpin cultivation. They were wearing green clothes. They were mostly like that man, and they looked like brothers.

A sect's Demon Sect will only issue an invitation order, that is, the genius figures in this sect. If there are no genius figures in the sect, then no matter how big the sect is, it will not be issued. On the contrary, no matter how many geniuses there are, the Demon Sect will only issue one. No matter how many geniuses there are, they cannot. All three of them have invitation orders, and they must have snatched them from others.

When Qin Yun used the Chaos Fine Needle, although he made some concealment, he still attracted the attention of this person. This person was not someone else, but a direct disciple sent by the elder of the Golden Palace of the People's Cultivation. When Qin Yun looked at him, he also looked at Qin Yun and said, "I dare to ask the fellow Taoist family in the Tianzhou People's Cultivation, I dare to ask my fellow Taoists for their noble surname." He thought to himself: Is it the treasure body that killed the prince? The black needle is very similar to the black needle containing the power of the law used in the legendary treasure body. However, his face was silent and extremely cunning.

"I was born without names and no surnames, but my master gave the word "Wuyou" as the name!" Qin Yun killed the prince and was considered a mortal enemy of the People's Cult. Naturally, he would not be so stupid that he exposed his identity, so he took out his previous pseudonym to make a fool of Gu Yezi.

Of course, Gu Yezi would not believe Qin Yun’s nonsense, but he did not pursue it. He just picked up the Ziluo Tea beside him and said, “Brother Wuyou dares to sit on the golden seat, and he is extremely courageous. Gu will give you this good tea cup.” After that, he pushed the teacup in his hand out and flew towards Qin Yun.

The lonely leaves were determined to test, how could it be a good intention to offer tea? Qin Yun swept his mind and the power of the law on the tea cup was densely spread. The tea cup that seemed to float in plain sight had already been rotating, containing the power of the law on the lonely leaves.

"No need, Wuyou came early. This is the second tea cup. This tea ritual will keep it for yourself. Ziluo tea is hard to come by. Anyone who drinks it for the first time can have ten years of hard practice." He stretched out his left hand and pushed it lightly. The flying tea cup flew back to the tea table. The tea water that was constantly rotating inside did not spill out half of it. The lonely leaves couldn't help but frowned slightly.

However, he is also a hero, and will not write any more on the same matter. He also compliments Qin Yun: "Friends with Taoism are not familiar with the Taoist skills. I am sorry that Gu is a clumsy person, and I don't know where his teacher is?"

How could Qin Yun tell the truth? Therefore, he made up one randomly, "How could a fellow Taoist practice in a holy land? How could he know that the sect in the world is the Haoyue Sect in Jingzhou in the lower sect!" Anyway, his realm was improved based on the Haoyue Secret Book, which is correct.

"Hey, fellow Taoist is young and has a profound cultivation level. When did the fifth sect of Haoyue have a figure like a fellow Taoist? Could it be that fellow Taoist Ye Wuya?"

Ye Wuya was born in the slim moon gate of Haoyue Five Gate, and his cultivation had already reached the Xuanpin, so Gu Ye Zi suspected that Qin Yun was Ye Wuya.

"Fellow Taoist heard it wrong. Wuyou was talking about the Haoyue Gate, not the well-known Haoyue Five Gate in the world!"

"Is it the hidden sect Haoyue Sect?" Gu Yezi was also shocked, and everyone present was even more shocked. Haoyue Sect is known as the hidden sect, but its strength is not below the major holy lands. Haoyue Sect is just his outer sect. One outer sect can dominate Jingzhou. How much strength does the inner sect have? Miao Yan, who was on the outside, stared at Qin Yun curiously when she heard Qin Yun from Haoyue Sect, felt familiar with Jiang Shuxing in her heart, and thought to herself: Could it be him, like a figure, but her face and hair have changed. Junior brother, was it because I recognized the wrong person or you had a change in appearance? Why didn't you meet me when you saw my senior sister?

Qin Yun sat on the kang, so he naturally had no intention of paying attention to Miaoyan. Moreover, there was a little affection between him and Miaoyan. He liked freedom and didn't know how to face this senior sister who taught him his magic, so he didn't look at it and said to Gu Yezi: "That's right, I didn't expect that my Haoyue Sect would be hidden in the world, but there were still people who remembered the name of our Sect. It's so lucky!"

"The bullshit Haoyue Gate, a group of hypocrites. What I don't like most is your bunch of sticks. Compliments are all found, but I haven't found it yet. That worry-free boy, your golden zodiac, I like you, quickly move your butt, otherwise I will kick your butt and it will be bad!"

"Huang****!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed. Even Jiang Saixing, who was Dongzhou, looked at the big man who was talking with a bad look.

I know how Qin Yun deals with Huang ****'s pulse seizing the throne, and listen to the next breakdown! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!