At the top of the square, there are some towering steps of the stone seat, the steps gradually go up, roughly the older the older the up, the highest layer of the stone platform, at this time is empty and no one sits, under it, is more than a dozen old men in white robes who sit cross-legged, close their eyes and recuperate, although these old men do not have the slightest characteristic on the surface, but the body is like steel, no matter how the wind blows is the robe without the slightest movement, but it is to let the hearts of people know that these old men are not simple!

Below these white-robed old men, there is a separate stone staircase, a woman in a moon robe and a skirt, her eyes are slightly closed, the breeze is blowing, the robe is close to the delicate body, revealing the perfectly curved body underneath, the camera moves to the woman's calm and indifferent beautiful cheeks, and it is, Nalan Yanran!

Although there were nearly 1,000 people in the square, there was no sound in the square, except for the whining of the wind.

Occasionally, a slightly strong wind blew through the square, and suddenly, in the eyes, the white robe fluttered, as if the clouds were falling in the sky, such a scene, at a glance, quite shocking.

Sometimes suddenly the sound of breaking the wind sounded in mid-air, and then a figure appeared on the top of the towering tree, the camera glanced away, only to realize that on the tips of some giant trees around the square, there were many figures, not only Hai Bodong was here, but even the Fa Li, Jia Xingtian, and even the heads and juniors of Nalan Ji and several other families, it seems that this time, the people invited by the Yunlan Sect are indeed quite a lot.

The figure who rushed to break the quiet atmosphere in the square did not recklessly make a sound, although some powerful Yunlan Sect disciples were aware of these guests who came, but they did not react at all, and sat quietly on the ground, looking as if they had already received orders.

Standing on the top of the tree, Hai Bodong's gaze slowly swept across the quiet square, his face was slightly dignified, in the eyes of a strong man like him, he was naturally able to find some details that others could not perceive, in his induction, the breathing rhythm of nearly a thousand Yunlan Sect disciples on this square was actually completely consistent, and each other's breaths were intertwined with each other's breaths, and wherever they moved, they would be subjected to a continuous and rapid attack like a torrential rain, on this square, these nearly a thousand people, almost as one, between their hands, thousands of people shot together, even if you are a strong fighter, you have to avoid the edge for the time being.

"It's worthy of the Yunlan Sect." With a light sigh in his heart, Hai Bodong had to sigh, how difficult would it be to train the cooperation between these disciples so tacitly?

Turning their heads, Hai Bodong and Fa Qi Jia Lao glanced at each other, both of them saw the solemnity in each other's eyes, obviously, this combined array of the Yunlan Sect also made them jealous.

The wide square is quiet and silent, and time is also in the quiet, quietly passing by.

Above the sky, the huge sun slowly climbed to the top, and the warm sunlight poured down, filling the entire mountain top.

At a certain moment, the sound of subtle footsteps suddenly sounded quietly from under the bluestone steps outside the square, and the gentle sound slowly came up, making the breath of unity in the square change slightly.

In the venue, all the disciples of the Yunlan Sect opened their eyes, their eyes locked on the bluestone steps, and the sound of footsteps came from there.

On the stone platform, Nalan Yanran also gradually opened her bright eyes, her gaze stopped at that place, for some reason, the heart that was already indifferent suddenly beat a few times in a disordered way.

The footsteps were getting closer and louder, so much so that more than a dozen white-robed old men on the stone platform also opened their eyes and looked at the same place.

Far away in the sky, suddenly the sun shone down, through the cover of the ethereal clouds, just shot at the end of the stone steps, there, a tall and thin figure, finally slowly appeared in countless sights.

Under the gaze of nearly a thousand eyes on the square, the black-robed young man with a huge black ruler on his back walked the last step with a single step.

The young man's gaze swept through the huge square without joy or sorrow, and finally rested on the beautiful woman on the stone platform, who also cast a pair of bright eyes.

The footsteps were lightly lifted, then lowered, and so on for three steps, only the sound of low footsteps fluttered in the quiet square.

Three steps fell, the young man raised his head, stared at the woman, and spoke lightly.

"Xiao family, Xiao Yan!"

The plain and simple words slowly floated on the huge square, allowing the bridging atmosphere that permeated the square to be slightly turbulent and disorderly.

Nalan Yanran stared closely at the slightly thin young man not far away, her eyes stayed on the delicate face, where she could vaguely identify the outline of the young man, but three years have worn away the immaturity and sharp water chestnut of the young man, and now the young man in front of him no longer has the sharp spirit that suddenly erupted in the hall of the Xiao family back then, and instead of it, it is deep and introverted.

"He's really changed." A sentence quietly popped up in her mind, Nalan Yanran's eyes were slightly complicated, she never thought that the waste back then could really come to the Yunlan Sect without fear, and when facing the nearly thousand disciples of the Yunlan Sect, it was still as light as a breeze, without the slightest nervousness and discoloration.

"Nalan family, Nalan Yanran." Standing up slowly, Nalan Yanran's delicate body was as tall as a proud snow lotus, staring at Xiao Yan with bright eyes, and in her voice, she was as calm as the latter.

"That's the little guy in Xiaojiadi? Isn't it said that it is a waste that cannot be stored? "On top of the giant tree. Jia Xingtian looked at Xiao Yan. There was a bit of surprise in his eyes. chuckled, "Huh........ But looking at his current bearing, it is not like a strong external and internal cadre forcibly pretending to be forced, enough to maintain such a calm attitude in the overall momentum of the Yunlan Sect deliberately combined, but it is not something that ordinary people can do. ”

Not far from the Punishment Heaven, the Dharma Beast nodded slightly, and his old spicy gaze slowly swept over Xiao Yan. After a moment, he stopped on the latter's face, his brows suddenly wrinkled slightly, and he said, "I don't know why." It seems to have a familiar feeling about him. ”

"Huh........... Do you feel that way, too? Hearing this, Jia Xingtian chuckled, stared at Xiao Yan with deep meaning, and said, "It seems that we may have met somewhere." ”

The wrinkles on Fa Yan's brows deepened a little, and his eyes flickered at Xiao Yan, but he didn't say anything more.