The place where Tianji Mansion hosted the talents was a Guidian Lan Palace, which was very strange and was created by several great saints using their supreme magical powers.

In this palace, bricks and tiles reflect the blue clouds, carved railings shine on the sky, and the five-colored brilliance shines brightly. They droop from the moon sky, and the terrifying demonic flames are swelling in every corner.

Green tiles and red eaves, carved beams and embroidered columns, golden, silver, magnificent, and very noble and luxurious.

Qin Chen and the others stood in front of the palace and saw the entire palace floating in the clouds and smoke, and the clouds were simmering. They were in it as if they were in an illusion.

All the three of them were shocked. This was a palace made of holy power. There were thousands of characters of Taoist patterns, which interwoven into the texture of the road, full of suppression, suppressing the magic power of the three of them to a limit.

Qin Chen strode into it, and many of the sons of gods and saints were already sitting in high places, but some children who were born in small sects failed to have such status and sat in a low position.

Some people can only stand, and a group of people stand behind the seat, which can clearly show the difference in status and status.

The son of the god who falls in the high throne is arrogant and has an arrogant attitude. Because of their noble status, they are more superior to others, so they are very disdainful of these people from small sects.

As soon as Qin Chen and others came, they immediately attracted everyone's attention because his identity was too special and everyone was paying attention.

"He dares to come here to attend the dinner, aren't he afraid of being troubled by the holy places of the Immortal Palace such as Wangyue Tower?"

"I'm afraid he is relying on the banquet for Tianji Mansion tonight. Tianji Mansion and Mount Sumeru are in good terms. Most of the time, they cannot make trouble here. Although the sons and saints of God are resentful to him, they dare not anger Tianji Mansion."

Everyone was whispering, thinking that Qin Chen would probably be targeted when he came to attend this dinner today. Most of these saints of gods had a grudge against Qin Chen, and it was impossible for him to ignore his arrival.

"He dares to come here, do you really think we don't exist?" Yuanxing Temple was a little angry. Qin Chen knew that these saints of gods were not in harmony with them, but he actually dared to appear here, and clearly did not take them seriously.

"It seems that he is really arrogant and arrogant as he is rumored. He still has the courage to appear in such a situation." A female disciple named Yue Nishang from Wangyue Tower sneered. She looked charming and gorgeous, with fair face as white as jade, smooth skin, and a little cinnabar between her eyebrows.

This woman is extremely charming and is one of the rare beauty in the world. Her hands and feet are elegant and charming, which makes people shine. The strong people here are also very in love.

Her strength in Wangyue Tower is second only to Nangong Yiji, and she vows to surpass Nangong Yiji one day and replace her and become the saint of Wangyue Tower.

"Since he is coming without knowing how to come, we naturally cannot forgive him easily. Let's see how I humiliate him later." The person speaking was a handsome man with a handsome appearance, his temperament was like a dragon, a phoenix and a handsome tree.

The man wore a golden armored silk robe, with agile posture, showing his heroic power, and his eyes were deep, as dark as a black hole, but it was flashing sharp light and staring at Qin Chen.

He was the son of the god from Biyao Heavenly Palace, named Jin Wangba. He was as famous as some of the decisive geniuses such as Yue Ruoque, but he was rarely born. This was his first time to enter the mundane world.

The ancient saint of Tianbao, who was trying to kill Qin Chen in the Tianying Tribe and seized the supreme treasure, was his master. The ancient saint of Tianbao himself had a grudge with Qin Chen. Now, when the Jin Wangba saw his master's enemy appear, he naturally felt resentful and planned to vent his anger on behalf of the ancient saint of Tianbao.

Both the Taoist Chiyang and the King of Qingjiao had no grudges and hatred with Qin Chen, so they did not intend to participate. The two of them drank on their own.

Although Zhilan Palace had conflicts with Qin Chen, Nalan Xiangxiang didn't mind and did not feel any disgusted with Qin Chen. She was just watching and not saying anything.

Such a banquet is naturally indispensable for the yin and yang that is addicted to alcohol. I saw him lying horizontally on the seat, holding a wine pot in his hand, and drunk.

Qin Chen ignored everyone's eyes, strode forward, walked directly past the low position, and led Lan Ruo and Ling Xiaozi to the high seat.

Lan Ruo had no expression on his face, but Ling Xiaozi was a little nervous. Now Taixuan Sect has declined. Although all parties still respect this ancient sect, they have looked down on it from the bottom of their hearts. Therefore, according to Ling Xiaozi's identity, they will sit in a low position at most, so how can they be qualified to sit in a high seat?

He originally planned to get into the low position, but Qin Chen took him to the direction of the high seat. He was a little uneasy and was not qualified to sit in that position as he was.

However, at this moment, Yuanxing Temple stood up from the seat with a sarcastic look on his face, walked out and blocked Qin Chen and others' way, staring at Qin Chen with malicious intentions.

Qin Chen had known that someone would come to find fault for it, and was not surprised. He looked at Yuanxing Temple with a smile, and asked as if he had not realized it: "What is this meant by you?"

Yuanxing Temple sneered, his eyes like a knife, and said, "You are not polite at all. You come to the high throne, which is only for the sons and saints of the major immortal palaces and holy places. You are not from the holy land of the immortal palaces and saints, and you are not from the holy land of the gods, and saints of the gods, so what qualifications are you to sit here?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone had different expressions, and the sons and saints of the gods looked at Qin Chen with sneering faces, waiting to see him laugh at him.

Qin Chen was just a bald Buddhist donkey. He didn't come from a famous sect. He wanted to sit in a high seat and sit in the same seat as them just because his master had some friendship with Tianji Mansion. It was injustice and they all thought it was ridiculous and thought Qin Chen was not qualified to sit here.

However, those strong men from small sects were all very angry when they heard this. Yuanxingsi said this very impolitely, which simply means that his status is despicable, so he is not qualified to sit together and insult them together.

They also knew that they were not qualified to sit with these sons of gods, but Yuanxing Temple spoke unrestrainedly and deliberately made the matter clear, so they could not get over the face.

Many of these strong men are very strong, and they feel very angry because of their poor background.

They glared at Yuanxing Temple and looked at Yuanxing Temple coldly, thinking that he was too much, and it was clearly a killing boat of people.

"How about it, am I wrong about you? If you have any dissatisfaction, just stand up and tell me!" Yuanxingsi glared back coldly, his eyes fiercely and arrogantly.

Everyone was suddenly silent. Although they were angry, they had to surrender to the power of Yuanxing Temple. After all, he was a genius from the Xishan tribe, and everyone had to respect him.

"A group of cowards, without that courage, it is better to put away your minions, otherwise I will regard everything you do as a sneer at my Xishan Tribe." Yuanxingsi looked at everyone with a sneer, with a mocking smile on the corners of his mouth, and he was contented.

Many people clenched their fists, their faces turned pale, and their faces appeared resentment, which seemed a little ferocious. They felt humiliated, but they were all tolerant. In this case, they had to tolerate that there was a difference in identity and rank. If they offended the geniuses of the Xishan Tribe, they would not have any good endings.

"You little face, don't be too arrogant. Be careful, I slap you into meat paste with a slap, just like slapping that kid." Ling Xiaozi couldn't see it and said angrily. He pointed to Shen Tu Jue beside him with great pride. He also came to the banquet tonight.

"You are looking for death!" Shen Tujue's face also changed drastically. He was just slapped by Ling Xiaozi in front of everyone during the day. Unexpectedly, he humiliated him at the banquet tonight.

The group of people led by Shen Tujue stood up and glared at Ling Xiaozi, all of whom were very angry.

"Where did the mountain rat come from? Is this where you came? Get out of here? You are only worthy of sitting in a low position, not worthy of staying here." Yuanxing Temple glanced at Ling Xiaozi coldly, and was extremely disdainful of him. Because he had never seen Ling Xiaozi before, he didn't think he was also from a famous family.

After hearing this, Ling Xiaozi was furious and scolded: "Master, I am not a mountain rat, I am Ling Xiaozi, the eldest disciple of Taixuan Sect."

"The great disciple of Taixuan Sect? Aren't Taixuan Sect adding up to two people?" someone whispered.

"It turned out to be a devastated and supreme sect. The Taixuan Sect in the past may still be qualified to be here, but now..." Yuanxing Temple hummed twice and sneered.

All the sons of gods and saints laughed out loud. The Taixuan Sect has indeed undergone too much changes and is no longer worthy of being called the supreme sect. Now Ling Xiaozi still wants to sit here with the power of the Taixuan Sect at that time, which is ridiculous.

After hearing this, Ling Xiaozi was also embarrassed, and felt extremely angry. He could not tolerate the sect that others insulted him, and scolded Yuanxing Temple: "You little guy deliberately seek death!"

"Do you want to do it?" Yuanxing Temple's expression immediately became cold and fierce, with cold eyebrows standing up. The tribesmen behind him immediately stood up, and they were ready to fight.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qin Chen hurriedly pulled Ling Xiaozi to the back and said, "We are here to attend the banquet tonight, not to fight with others."

"Yes, you should obediently obey what you said. You are a waste from a declining sect like you, and you are not qualified to be comparable to us." Yuanxing Temple took the opportunity to say, with a domineering momentum and repeatedly humiliating Ling Xiaozi's status as a humble person.

At this time, Ling Xiaozi was already furious. If Qin Chen had not suppressed him strongly, he would have rushed forward and fought with Yuanxing Temple.

Yuanxing Temple had a disgusting face and was quite proud. He saw that Qin Chen was hesitant, and most of it was worried about their Xishan tribe.

However, only Qin Chen himself knows the truth.

He was calm and strode forward, standing on Yuanxing Temple, facing his eyes with a smile on his face.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent, everyone stopped talking and looked up. How would Qin Chen react to the humiliation and difficulties of Yuanxing Temple?

Almost instantly, everyone saw lightning flashing in Yuanxing Temple and Qin Chen's eyes, and both of them had smiles on their lips, but the smile seemed extremely disharmonious.
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