Yunlan Sect, the most powerful force in the Gama Empire.

Since the first generation of sect master Yun Potian has been inherited, it has gone through nine generations.

The eighth generation of the sect master Yun Shan, the ninth generation of the sect master Yun Yun, the tenth generation ...... If nothing else, it should be Nalan Yanran, who has been recognized by the door of life and death.

This ancient sect, standing at the top of the Gama Empire, has been inherited for nearly a thousand years.

If it weren't for the ancestral teachings left by the first suzerain, which could not interfere with secular imperial power, I am afraid that when the imperial dynasty changed several times in the past, the Yunlan Sect would have already seized the entire Gama Empire.

And today, at the foot of Yunlan Mountain, the figure of a young man in black is walking slowly!

At the end of the long staircase, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and behind the clouds and mist is a huge square, which is completely paved with boulders of all colors, which looks quaint and atmospheric.

And in the very center of the square, a huge stone monument stands majestically.

On the stone stele, the names of the previous sect masters of the Yunlan Sect and the people who have made great contributions to the sect are recorded.

Looking around the square, at this time, there were nearly a thousand people sitting in it, these people, sitting in a semicircle, without exception, all of them were dressed in moon-white robes, and the cloud long sword marks at the cuffs were swaying lightly with the wind, faintly exuding a faint sword intent.

At the top of the square, there are some stone steps, and the stone seats are gradually upward, and the stone platform on the highest floor is vacant at this time, and no one is sitting.

Below them were more than a dozen white-robed old men sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes and recuperating.

Although these old men do not have the slightest characteristics on the surface, on their bodies, no matter how the mountain breeze blows, there is no movement in their robes, but they let people know that these old men are not simple!

Below these white-robed old men was a separate stone staircase.

The woman in the moon-white skirt robe, closed her eyes slightly, the breeze blew, blowing the hair on her forehead, and it was amazing, Nalan Yanran!

Although at this moment, there were nearly a thousand people in the square, but the field was silent, except for the whining of the wind, there was no strange sound.

Occasionally, a light breeze blew across the square, and suddenly, all eyes were full of white robes fluttering, as if clouds were falling in the sky, and at a glance, it was quite shocking.

From time to time, there was a sound of breaking wind in mid-air, and in an instant, a figure appeared above the towering canopy.

Looking up, on the canopy 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 were all gathered here.

Obviously, this time, there were quite a few people invited by the Yunlan Sect, and it could be said that within the imperial capital of the Gama Empire, all the major forces with heads and faces came to watch the ceremony.

The figure who rushed to break the quiet atmosphere in the square did not make a reckless 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, it seemed that they had already received orders.

......

Standing on the top of the tree, Hai Bodong's gaze slowly swept over the quiet square, his face slightly solemn.

In his senses, the breathing rhythm of the nearly 1,000 Yunlan Sect disciples in this square was actually exactly the same, and their breaths were intertwined with each other, and wherever they moved, they would be attacked like a torrential rain!

In other words, the nearly 1,000 people in this Yunlan Sect Square had already formed a formation.

Once they join forces to attack, even if they are strong in Douhuang, they are afraid that they will have to avoid the edge for the time being.

"It's worthy of the Yunlan Sect." sighed lightly in his heart, Hai Bodong had to say admiration!

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, so that the breath of unity in the square changed slightly.

In the venue, all the disciples of the Yunlan Sect opened their eyes, and their eyes were locked on the bluestone steps, and the sound of footsteps that was not light or heavy 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 black ruler on his back stepped forward and walked the last steps.

The young man's gaze was calm and calm, slowly sweeping through the huge square, and finally stopped on the stone platform, the beautiful girl who also projected 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. Come to the appointment! ”

The concise and powerful words sounded, and under the infusion of fighting energy, they slowly echoed throughout the top of Yunlan Mountain!

In the venue, countless Yunlan Sect disciples all looked at the black-robed young man at the stone steps with their own different emotions.

They are not unfamiliar with the name Xiao Yan, but it is the first time they have seen a real person.

But they can be said to have no good impression of Xiao Yan at all.

There is no other reason. The young sect master, who was regarded as a goddess, was divorced in person, and the name and face of the Yunlan Sect were beaten to the face.

Different enemies, that's a strange thing.

As for how much loss Nalan Yanran would bring to the Xiao family if she came to withdraw from the marriage, they wouldn't care.

It's just a young master of a small family, how can he be worthy of my young sect master of the Yunlan Sect?

Divorce?

Isn't that a matter of course?

The strong are respected, who gave you the courage to resist my Yunlan Sect?

Although they don't say it, most of them think so in their hearts.

However, today, looking at the young man who still maintains a calm and calm attitude even in the face of the combined momentum of nearly a thousand disciples of the Yunlan Sect, some disciples with shrewd brains, after abandoning those negative emotions, feel a little awe-inspiring in their hearts, such an indifferent posture is not like the Xiao family waste in the mouths of the senior brothers on weekdays.

Nalan Yanran stared closely at the slightly thin young man not far away, and her eyes stayed on that delicate face.

From it, she could vaguely recognize the silhouette of the former teenager.

It's just that the young people in front of him now don't have the sharpness of the past, and instead of them, they are calm and restrained with the sharpness of returning to the sheath.

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