In order to cultivate the younger generations, the Seven Star Sect arranges two high-level monks in the major halls every year to preach and preach the Dharma, which is called the preaching meeting.

The schedule is on the last day of January and the last day of July every year.

Today is the last day of January, and Shen Yun is going to participate in the formation preaching meeting.

So, before dawn, Shen Yun took control of the Take-off Sword early, greeted the spring breeze, and went straight to the Formation Hall.

The morning fog is deep, and when you look at the ground from above, you can see the dense fog below, like a sea of fog, undulating waves.

Yesterday afternoon, Shen Yun went to the stone house of Xiaoniu Mountain, only to find that Zhou Ankang had come to look for him in the morning, and he had left a message.

It is to the effect that at the end of last year, my cousin came to the Seven Stars Sect to look for him, mentioning the grudge between the Zhou family and Shen Yun. Then he apologized for not finding out the truth and rashly provoking.

Zhou Ankang plans to go back to the clan to understand the situation, and if there is really a conflict with the clan, he will do his best to resolve the situation.

Shen Yun shook his head and looked into the distance.

At this time, the stars are dotted, and occasionally flying swords in the distance reflect the starlight, which shows that he is not alone in hurrying early.

Speaking of which, his opinion of Zhou Ankang is still good, and he feels like a big child who hasn't experienced much wind and rain.

I can't tell the difference between myself and the Zhou family.

Zhou Shimin was a comrade-in-arms at that time, and for the sake of the other party's freedom, he tried his best to assist the other party to join Bixiamen, which was the right thing to do. However, for Zhou, it is difficult to say whether it is a favor or an injustice.

Maybe the Zhou family plans to get a strong ally through Zhou Shimin's marriage?

"Whatever, don't bother him. Shen Yun urged his mana violently and accelerated towards the Formation Hall.

When I came to the square of the Formation Palace, the sky was just dawning.

The gate of the Formation Hall had not yet opened, and Shen Yun detoured from the side of the main hall into the backyard.

After passing through the winding tree-lined paths, we soon came to the front of the cloth lecture hall.

The cloth lecture hall under the morning light is completely made of white marble, fan-shaped, and looks like a huge white fan-shaped magic weapon. The cloth lecture hall is nearly ten zhang high and dozens of zhang wide, and the fan pendant is located in the depths, while the position where Shen Yun stands is in the middle of the fan edge.

At this time, the door at the edge of the fan had not yet opened, and more than a dozen monks were waiting in line quietly.

Suddenly, someone in front of him nodded at him. Shen Yun Dingqing took a look, it turned out to be the scholar-looking young man who was with the deacon disciple he met in the Formation Hall at the beginning.

Shen Yun also nodded at the other party, and then lined up at the back of the line according to the rules.

The number of people increased sparsely, and when the day began to brighten, there was a "squeak", and the double door made of white marble opened from the inside.

The young man in the first place took the lead in entering the cloth lecture hall, and put the seven-star token in his hand close to a jade block about one zhang high, and the seven-star order flashed a green light slightly, and the young man put away the token and walked into the hall.

All the disciples did the same, and they entered one by one in order.

After Shen Yun entered the hall, he first probed his divine sense into the token, and sure enough, the contribution value was reduced by ten points.

It was a semi-circular hall with four or five doors, so I chose one at random.

It is a huge fan-shaped hall with a width of more than 30 zhang, which is densely packed with hundreds of stone chairs, which are also distributed in a fan shape, and the monks seem to be in a fan.

At the innermost pendant is a large semi-circular brown sandalwood lectern, facing the audience.

Seeing that everyone was walking inside, Shen Yun also followed, until he could smell the faint fragrance of sandalwood, so he chose a chair in the fourth row to sit down.

The waiting disciples, both men and women, were all very quiet.