After waiting for half an hour, Yan Nanshan walked out of the Cultivation Hall with a gloomy expression.
"Elder Yan, how's the situation?"
The deacon elders surrounded him.
"It's fine now."
"But just in case, you have to continue watching."
"If anyone dares to cause trouble again, they will be kicked out of the Sacred Palace and never be recruited again!"
Yan Nanshan shouted.
"Yes!"
The deacon elders bowed and replied.
Yan Nanshan looked at the crowd in the plaza and shouted, "Disperse, there's nothing to see here."
The disciples dispersed in an uproar.
But some people didn't leave. They gathered in twos and threes and discussed softly.
Yan Nanshan didn't care about them. He turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Most of the deacon elders also left. Only two of them were left guarding the two sides of the door.
"Let's go in and see what's going on."
Seeing this.
The disciples who were pacing back and forth in the square all rushed towards the Cultivation Hall.
"Stop right there!"
"The Martial Arts Hall disciples can go in, but the Pill Hall disciples must go back immediately!"
The two deacon elders stood in front of the door and shouted.
Those who were wearing white clothes all stopped. Their eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.
On what basis?
No matter if it was the Pill Hall disciples or the Martial Arts Hall disciples, they were all disciples of the Sacred Palace. Was there a need to differentiate them so clearly?
But no matter how dissatisfied they were, no one dared to force their way in.
Qin Feiyang originally wanted to mix in with the crowd. But now, it seemed that he had to think of another way.
At this moment.
Huang San, who was in the crowd, suddenly noticed Qin Feiyang. He ran up to him and smiled, "Senior brother, didn't you leave?"
Qin Feiyang smiled faintly, "I also wanted to go in and join in the fun. Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance."
"You want to go in?"
"That's easy. Follow me."
Huang San ran towards the small forest at the side.
Qin Feiyang's eyes flashed. He quickly followed.
After entering the small forest, Huang San took out two sets of black clothes from his Qiankun bag. He passed one set to Qin Feiyang and laughed, "Senior brother Qin, for you."
Qin Feiyang's eyes lit up and he gave Huang San a thumbs up. Then, he took the clothes and quickly put them on.
Huang San also changed his clothes.
Next.
The two of them slightly changed their appearances and walked out of the small forest, entering the Cultivation Hall without any obstructions.
The Cultivation Hall was different from the Pill Fire Hall.
Because there were too many disciples in the Martial Arts Hall, the area of the Cultivation Hall and the number of cultivation rooms far exceeded that of the Pill Fire Hall.
In a long corridor.
Huang San said in a low voice, "Qin Feiyang, you didn't sneak into the Cultivation Hall just to join in the fun, right?"
Qin Feiyang said with great interest, "Then why don't you tell me what I'm here for?"
"I don't know."
Huang San shook his head.
If it were someone else, he would still dare to make a guess.
But Qin Feiyang was too unfathomable. It was hard to guess what he was thinking.
Qin Feiyang did not beat around the bush and said, "I want to see Xiang Shaolong."
"Why do you want to see him?"
Huang San was bewildered.
Qin Feiyang smiled faintly and did not explain further.
Huang San was also tactful and did not ask further. He said, "Xiang Shaolong is in the number one cultivation room. I'll take you there."
There was also a courtyard in the center of the Cultivation Hall.
A moment later.
The two of them came to the bottom of the courtyard.
Qin Feiyang raised his head and looked over. To his surprise, he discovered that the Cultivation Hall actually had a total of twenty floors.
Furthermore, Qin Feiyang felt like an ant standing inside an elephant when he stood at the bottom of the patio. A feeling of insignificance and inferiority arose in his heart.
Huang San said in a low voice, "According to statistics, there are a hundred thousand cultivation rooms here."
"So many?"
Qin Feiyang was shocked.
In other words, there were five thousand cultivation rooms on each floor?
"There are only a thousand cultivation rooms on the top floor …"
As Huang San explained, he led Qin Feiyang along the corridor and went up.
On the way, they met many disciples. From their discussion, they learned that it was indeed as Huang San said, Xiang Shaolong and Shao Jian were jealous of each other and caused this bloody fight.
Qin Feiyang could not figure it out.
He had seen this Dongfang Yue several times. She was indeed somewhat beautiful and talented, but she was still far from being a femme fatale. Was there a need to fight so fiercely?
As if seeing Qin Feiyang's doubts, Huang San said in a low voice, "Dongfang Yue's family is very powerful."
"Hmm?"
Qin Feiyang was stunned.
"The Dongfang family is located in the South City. In terms of overall strength and background, they are comparable to the Lu family in the East City and the Shen family in the West City."
Huang San said.
"So powerful?"
Qin Feiyang was surprised.
Huang San said, "Of course. After all, the old master of the Dongfang family is the City Lord of the South City."
"I see."
Qin Feiyang finally understood. It turned out that Shao Jian and Xiang Shaolong were pursuing Dongfang Yue because of her background.
Dozens of breaths later.
The two came to the twentieth floor and went straight to the number one cultivation room.
Three young men in black walked towards them.
The three of them had different degrees of aura, and their faces were a little red and swollen.
When they saw Qin Feiyang and Huang San, one of them stopped them and frowned. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Qin Feiyang raised his eyebrows.
Huang San said with a flattering smile, "Senior Brother, we are here to look for Senior Brother Xiang Shaolong. Please make an exception."
"Looking for Xiang Shaolong?"
The three of them looked at each other, and their eyes suddenly became unfriendly.
"Don't you know that Xiang Shaolong has a grudge against us? How dare you come to look for him. "
"Let me tell you, if you want to continue in the Divine Palace, don't interact with him in the future."
"The twentieth floor is not a place for you to come. Get out!"
The three of them shouted arrogantly.
"This …"
Huang San looked at Qin Feiyang.
Qin Feiyang looked at the three of them, his eyes flickering.
He, who was good at reading people's expressions, could tell at a glance that the three of them belonged to Shao Jian's side.
Moreover.
Right now, Shao Jian's side was already suppressing Xiang Shaolong.
"What are you still looking at?"
"I told you to scram, didn't you hear me?"
"Believe it or not, I'll throw you down!"
Seeing that Qin Feiyang was indifferent, the three of them were furious.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Huang San leaned over to Qin Feiyang's ear and whispered: "Senior Brother Qin, let's retreat first, in case your identity is exposed."
"Retreat?"
The corner of Qin Feiyang's mouth lifted, and a sneer appeared on his face.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this.
The three of them were furious.
"You still dare to sneer?"
"I think you don't want to live!"
The man standing on the left raised his arm and slapped towards Qin Feiyang.
"Interesting."
Huang San muttered and simply retreated to the side, crossing his arms in front of his chest and watching the show.
Originally, he thought that Qin Feiyang would choose to endure for the time being.
But now it seemed that this was not the case.
Even if he had not gotten rid of the prison, this fierce man was not a fish that could be trampled on.
Sure enough!
Qin Feiyang's eyes turned cold, and his big hand shot out like an eagle's claw, grabbing the man's wrist.
"Hmm?"
There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of the three of them.
"Trash like you dare to block my way?"
Qin Feiyang smiled coldly, and his five fingers tightened. The man's wrist was crushed on the spot, and flesh and blood splattered everywhere!
"Ah …"
That man screamed miserably, heartbreaking.
"Damn it!"
The other two were furious. Their battle qi surged, and at the same time, they rushed towards Qin Feiyang.
"You're really courting death!"
Huang San, who was standing at the side, shook his head.
Once Qin Feiyang was enraged, he would even dare to challenge the heavens. Were these three punks not looking for a beating?
Slap!!!
Qin Feiyang took a step forward, and his big hand swung out like lightning, giving each of them a slap.
A bright red palm print appeared on the faces of the three of them.
The three of them were stunned.
When did such a fierce man come to the Holy Sanctum?
"This is just a lesson. If you provoke me again, I'll kill you!"
Qin Feiyang looked coldly at the three of them, and continued to walk towards the number one cultivation room.
"You dare to order him around, you're courting death, understand?"
Huang San smiled at the three of them, and hurriedly chased after Qin Feiyang.
The three of them were livid. They turned to look at Qin Feiyang's back, and their eyes flashed with shocking hostility.
The screams also alarmed the others.
Stone doors opened one after another, and disciples walked out, looking at the three of them in surprise.
What's going on?
Why are there palm prints on their faces?
Who has the guts to hit the three of them?
"Could it be them?"
Everyone followed the three's gaze and looked at Qin Feiyang and Huang San, their eyes full of shock!
In front of the number one cultivation room.
Huang San ran up and knocked on the door.
Soon, the stone door opened.
A dignified looking young man in black entered Qin Feiyang's sight.
Qin Feiyang sized him up.
This person looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and was 1.85 meters tall. He had a strong body, but his face was pale, and his eyes were weak and lifeless.
Moreover, his body was full of wounds and was still bleeding.
The young man in black was also looking at Qin Feiyang with a puzzled expression.
Qin Feiyang asked, "Xiang Shaolong?"
The young man in black nodded and frowned. "You are?"
Qin Feiyang said, "Let's talk inside."
Xiang Shaolong looked at him suspiciously, and then looked past Qin Feiyang. When he saw the palm prints on the faces of the three people behind, he was surprised and stepped aside.
Qin Feiyang strode in.
Huang San followed closely behind.
Xiang Shaolong closed the stone door as well, and turned to Qin Feiyang and asked, "The palm prints on the faces of the three of them, were they caused by the two of you?"
Huang San pointed at Qin Feiyang and smiled proudly. "It's his masterpiece."
Xiang Shaolong's eyes flashed, and he clasped his hands. "You have guts, sir. I admire you."
Qin Feiyang sized up the cultivation room.
The cultivation room was unimaginably small, only about a hundred feet in size, and the layout was also simple.
Other than an old praying mat, a wooden tea table, and two wooden chairs, there was nothing else.
From this, it could be seen that no matter how talented a martial artist was, he could not compare to the treatment in the cultivation room.
Seeing that Qin Feiyang was silent, Xiang Shaolong frowned. "How should I address you?"
Qin Feiyang turned to look at Xiang Shaolong, and smiled. "Who I am is not important. What's important is that I can give you something that even the Divine Temple can't."
"Hmm?"
Xiang Shaolong was slightly surprised. "What do you mean? Are you going to help me deal with Shao Jian and the rest? "
Huang San said disdainfully, "In front of this senior brother, they are just small fries. You can kill them whenever you want."
Xiang Shaolong was even more surprised.
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