"The people from the Yan clan are actually here!"

At the same time, shocked voices in the Jietian Sect fluctuated and fell. After hearing this, many disciples looked at the others around them with a look of surprise. They didn't understand why the Yan clan, one of the seven ancient imperial clans in Zhongzhou, came.

Tiancheng.

It is true that the Jietian Sect was once powerful, but no matter how it is, it cannot compare with the Yan clan, one of the seven ancient imperial clans in Zhongzhou. Perhaps because of its origin as a hegemonic force, the disciples of the Jietian Sect have always regarded themselves very highly, but it does not mean that

They are blindly arrogant.

Compared with the Yan clan, there is still a big gap between the Jie Tian Sect.

Among these disciples, Mo Ziyuan, who was standing in the front, looked very surprised, which was completely different from other people in the Jietian Sect.

"Sister Mei'er actually came..."

Mo Ziyuan held a white talisman tightly in her hand, and a hint of excitement appeared on her beautiful face. It was obvious that the sudden appearance of the Yan clan had a lot to do with the saint of the Jietian Sect.

Before this, Mo Ziyuan hesitated for a long time, not knowing whether she should tell Yan Meier about her true identity. Fortunately, the fifth elder beside him persuaded him and made up his mind to contact Yan who was far away in Zhongzhou through the music transmission note.

Mei'er, telling her true identity.

However, when Yan Meier received the news, she was a little surprised. She immediately replied only one or two sentences through the sound transmission note. The roughly means saying "I know, congratulations to the birth of the Jietian Sect."

No other meaning was revealed in it.

Mo Ziyuan was not dissatisfied with this. After all, she had concealed it first and did not tell Yan Meier about her true identity.

What's more, the Yan clan is one of the seven ancient imperial clans. Both its comprehensive strength and reputation are far above the Jietian Sect. Moreover, Yan Meier is also the daughter of the contemporary patriarch of the Yan clan, and his status is quite noble.

Even though she had a very good relationship with her in private, it would be normal for a slight change in attitude in the face of a major event like the birth ceremony of the Zetian Sect.

After all, Yan Meier, as the daughter of the Yan clan's patriarch, her every move represents the Yan clan, so naturally it is impossible for her to do everything based on her own temperament.

But Mo Ziyuan never expected that it was less than three hours before using the sound transmission notes, Yan Meier came from the distant Zhongzhou continent from thousands of miles away, and carried a generous gift, and was praised as "Yan" by the cultivation world.

Yan Huang, the first person in the younger generation of the clan, appeared at the Tianzhe Ceremony.

This made her feel more moved.

"Fifth Elder, I want to ask you to ask Sister Meier and the others to come in and talk."

Mo Ziyuan forcibly suppressed the surprise and excitement in her heart and said to the fifth elder beside her.

The rules of the Zetian Sect are that before the Holy Son is elected, the saint should not be openly displayed in the outside world.

The fifth elder reacted after hearing this, answered and ran out quickly. At this time, the sixth elder in the center of the square was stunned. He looked at the people of the Flame Clan who suddenly appeared in front of him, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

What.

Fortunately, the figure of the fifth elder appeared in time, resolving the embarrassing situation that was about to appear.

"It is the honor of my Jetian Sect, my two virtuous nephews coming from afar."

The fifth elder looked at Yan Huang and Yan Meier, with a bright smile on his face, but a look of undetectable surprise flashed deep in his eyes.

"The saint has been waiting in the church for a long time, so please follow me."

After speaking, the fifth elder brought the Yan clan and entered the Jietian Sect, and continued to leave the sixth elder alone in the square to be responsible for recruiting disciples.

"Although the cultivation level of the sixth elder of the Jietian Sect is not low, it seems that he is not very smart..."

Lu Qingchen, who had seen this scene, couldn't help but mutter to himself. He looked at the highest point of the city lord's mansion, but saw Lei Xuan staring at him with his eyes curled up, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Tsk tsk, a large top-quality spiritual vein, the Flame Clan is really big. The people from the Lower Wind Clan and the Royal Clan are probably crazy..."

Lu Qingchen laughed in his heart, and the sudden appearance of the Yan clan changed the situation on the field again.

The seven emperors seem to be united, but they are in secret and fight each other. Now the Yan clan takes action and is a large-scale spiritual vein. If the congratulations of the Feng clan and the royal clan are not followed by this standard, it is equivalent to being inferior.

Lei Xuan, who was standing at the highest point of the city lord's mansion, obviously also realized this problem, and his expression inevitably became a little strange.

As someone who knew the final result in advance, Lei Xuan always felt that he shouldn't just waste a great opportunity. He turned his eyes and then a harmless smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Yan Kuang, Brother Jian Xuan, as well as several fellow Taoists from Dongji Pavilion and all the fairies from Yaochi, we are idle here, so why not take a small bet and increase our hopes?"

He turned his head and looked at Yan Kuang, Jian Xuan, Yaochi Holy Land and others who were also watching, and made such a suggestion.

Hearing this, Yan Kuang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and his eyes looked at Lei Xuan with a little suspiciousness. However, Jian Xuan on the other side nodded slightly, obviously very interested in Lei Xuan's suggestion.

"I'm fine. I wonder what brother Lei Xuan wants to bet on?"

Jian Xuan was wearing a white dress, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and was full of heroic spirit. Although he came from the overlord-level power of Zhongzhou, Taixuan Sword Sect, he had no airs.

Even when talking to people from Dongdi Pavilion, Doushen Palace or Yaochi Holy Land, they are elegant and gentle, which attracts some female disciples from Yaochi Holy Land to look at each other frequently and look at each other.

Lei Xuan, who also comes from the Zhongzhou power with Jianxuan, became familiar with the people of Taixuan Sword Sect with his extraordinary communication skills.

Except for Ximen Yujing, who still had a cold face, the rest of the Taixuan Sword Sect, including Jian Xuan, had a great conversation with Lei Xuan and wanted to drink two drinks together immediately.

As Jian Xuan finished speaking, many people present looked at Lei Xuan, including people from Dongji Pavilion and several female disciples from Yaochi Holy Land.

Even the fourth elder of the Jietian Sect who was standing in front pricked up his ears slightly, wanting to hear what this disciple from Xuanhuang Emperor Palace wanted to do.

"Well, I think today is an important day for the Jietian Sect. After the recruitment of disciples is over, this generation of holy sons will inevitably be elected."

Lei Xuan glanced at the sky,

"It's too late today. There is almost an hour to elect the Holy Son of this generation. Let's bet on the position of the Holy Son of the Jietian Sect, which belongs to the one who has joined the Jietian Sect before.

What if you are a disciple who joins the Jietian Sect in the next hour?”
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