Chapter 991: The Rising Sun

Jiuling Xuantianzong, the main peak of the outer sect, is tens of thousands of feet high, soaring into the clouds, above the peak, a sea of ​​spiritual clouds lingers

The entire Zongmen Mountain looks like a fairyland.

Soon, Chu Yan walked to the gate of Jiuling Xuantianzong.

Looking up, the Jiuling Xuantian Sect is very lively. In front of the Shanmen Square, the two buildings on the mountain road, including the stone pillars, are covered in red and green everywhere, a festive scene!

Even the long stone steps leading from the mountain gate to the main peak were all dyed bright red, which looked extremely eye-catching.

At this time, there is still a period of time before the sky is completely bright, and there are still a few hours before the feast begins, and even few guests have arrived.

On the main peak of the Nine Spirits Xuantian Sect, only the disciples of the sect and some elders and deacons were preparing for various matters with excitement on their faces.

In the past, when Chu Yan entered and exited the Nine Spirits Xuantianzong Mountain Gate, it was just a few ordinary disciples guarding the mountain gate, but today, many big figures appeared, including nearly a hundred of Elder Guang, obviously preparing to get close to the guests.

Nearly a hundred elders were all big brothers of the Jiuling Xuantian Sect, and one of them was a tall and strong elder with an extremely strong aura.

Chu Yan's consciousness had just touched his body, but he felt a terrifying force like the raging sea waves coming.

Obviously, this is a strong Wu Zunjing!

When Chu Yan was about to pass through the mountain gate, thousands of pairs of eyes looked at him in front of the mountain gate, all with strange colors in their eyes.

Obviously, they saw the jade amulet of Zongmen disciple status hanging on Chu Yan's body, but among nearly a thousand people, none of them knew Chu Yan.

"You! Stop!"

Before Chu Yan passed through the mountain gate, the tall and majestic elder Wu Zunjing stopped Chu Yan and shouted.

"What's your name!? The disciple of that hall and that pavilion!?"

This Wu Zunjing elder had a light complexion, and his expression seemed to be asking casually, but Chu Yan could clearly feel that the other party's consciousness had enveloped him, and his eyes were straight. He stared at himself, obviously observing any change in Chu Yan's expression.

If it is another disciple with a jade talisman of sect status on his body, this elder Wu Zunjing,

I will never ask questions, but Chu Yan has a strong sharpness, and even a sharp fighting spirit, which may not be perceived by others, but as a strong martial artist, for any fluctuations in breath, Nothing could escape his eyes.

Although he was in front of this mountain gate today, mainly to welcome some big men and giants from the big sect, so as not to neglect the distinguished guests.

However, there is naturally another task, which is to prevent some troublemakers from entering the sect. Although the probability of this happening is extremely low, Jiuling Xuantianzong will naturally be extremely careful about such an important ceremony.

Although, no one would think that anyone would have the guts to disrupt such an important ceremony of the Medicine Sect, because that would lead to the outrage of the Medicine Sect, a result that even the other Eight Ancient Sects could not bear, let alone ordinary warriors.

"Chu Yan! Silver Moon Pavilion!"

Hearing this, Chu Yan stood still and replied calmly.

"Chu Yan!?"

Hearing this, the tall and majestic Elder Wu Zunjing was stunned and frowned slightly.

Not only him, but thousands of other people in front of the mountain gate, when they heard Chu Yan's answer, their faces were startled, and their brows were slightly frowned!

“It’s a very familiar name, I seem to have heard it there before.”

Thousands of people all looked suspicious, and they all felt that the name was familiar, but they couldn't remember it, they heard it there before!

Almost all the elders and disciples of the Nine Spirits Xuantian Sect had heard about Chu Yan's challenge to Ye Feng by writing on a cliff in front of the Yaozong Mountain a few months ago.

However, there are not a hundred young talents who challenge Ye Feng every month, but there are also eighty. In a situation like Chu Yan, except for a few who still remember it, most of the others have long forgotten about it. .

After all, compared with Ye Feng, Chu Yan has no fame, no cultivation, and no background, so how could it be remembered!

"Silver Moon Pavilion!? Who do you belong to!?"

After thinking for a long time, the elder Wu Zunjing, who couldn't think of anything at all, looked at Chu Yan and asked softly.

"Elder Shan!" Chu Yan replied.

"Well! Not bad, it's all right, you go in!"

Hearing Chu Yan's answer, there was no question, and in the process of his questioning, Chu Yan's aura and expression did not change at all, which gradually made Elder Wu Zunjing feel relieved and let him go.

In his opinion, perhaps Chu Yan had just competed with people outside the sect, or hunted monsters, and experienced battles, so there was a trace of sharpness and fighting spirit on his body, which was considered normal and completely reasonable.

"Thank you, elder!" Chu Yan bowed his hands, then strode into the mountain gate and walked towards the sect.

As Chu Yan left, the Wu Zunjing elder slowly turned his head and glanced at Chu Yan's background, but there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Chu Yan gave him a strange feeling, as if there was a halo on this person, and he couldn't see it through. Relatively speaking, the inner disciples of the seventh heaven of the Tongtian Realm were just ordinary.

"It's interesting." Elder Wu Zunjing muttered to himself, turned his head, and stopped paying attention to Chu Yan.

After Chu Yan entered the mountain gate, he walked all the way along the steps of the main peak, towards the depths of the sect.

Not long after, Chu Yan came to the main square of the outer gate of Jiuling Xuantianzong, and within sight, there was a very lively scene.

In the outer gate of the Medicine Sect, there are no less than a hundred squares in each hall, but the only one that can be called the main square is the one in front of you, which covers an area of ​​nearly ten thousand mu.

At this time, on the main square, the rostrum and the eight-sided viewing platform have already been set up. A large number of sect disciples and elders are still making final preparations. The large array of spirit patterns was a busy scene.

At present, in the square, apart from the disciples of the Jiuling Xuantian Sect, guests from the major sects in the mainland have not yet come.

Immediately, Chu Yan pondered for a moment, decided to act according to the plan he had thought up before, turned around slowly, and walked towards a small landscape forest on the side of the main square.

This landscape forest is built around the main square, with streams and rock landscapes inside, it looks extremely quiet.

Chu Yan randomly found a big tree, and sat cross-legged under the tree, waiting patiently.

At this time, in the eastern sky, the fiery red sun has slowly risen, completely jumping out of the horizon, projecting the golden sun to every corner of the Haotian Continent.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and there were more and more people in the main square, and the noise gradually became louder.

While adjusting his breath, Chu Yan kept observing the situation on the main square.

According to his plan, he planned to challenge Ye Feng after all the powerful sects in the mainland had arrived!

It is to defeat Ye Feng in front of Quan Haotian Continent, so that he will have a chance of life!