Although Ye Jian didn't know where Xianya Pavilion was, he thought that it would be impossible to make this group of inner disciples of the Nanluo Sect so worried.

In fact, Xianya Pavilion is a luxurious tavern opened in the Nanluo Sect, and is only open to disciples of the Nanluo Sect.

Unlike other taverns, the ingredients here are all collected from the most essence of the monsters of each level, and are made of spiritual medicine and fruits. They are rich in energy and can help people grow their cultivation.

Moreover, the fine wines in Xianya Pavilion are not ordinary wine brewed from the outside world, but are made of spiritual fruits, and their effects are even better than those of the ingredients.

Rather than saying that the food in Xianya Pavilion is food, it is better to say that the food here is tonic.

Under the leadership of Ye Chen and his party, Ye Jian passed through many buildings and finally arrived at the exquisite and luxurious Xian Accord.

His eyes looked faintly at the three big characters Xianya Pavilion, with a pen flowing like dragons and snakes, vigorous and powerful, and a hint of spiritual charm emerged.

Ye Jian was slightly shocked, but before he could come back to his senses, a slightly sarcastic voice came directly into his ears.

"Oh! Isn't this Ye Chen? What wind blows you here?"

"Shen Lang? Humph!"

Ye Chen and his group turned their heads slightly, then snorted coldly.

Ye Jianwei was a little surprised, and turned his head and looked at the group of people in the distance with curiosity.

The leader was a young man with a slightly gloomy face, but his whole body was filled with strong spiritual pressure. His cultivation had reached the late stage of the Condensation Realm, similar to Ye Chen, and the person who spoke just now was him.

Next to the young man, a thin figure followed. Not only Ye Jian, but also Ye Chen and others frowned slightly when they saw this person.

"Ning Hao!"

The one who followed Shen Lang was nothing but Ning Hao, who had just won the first place in the outer disciples.

As if something was felt, Ning Hao raised his eyes slightly, looked at Ye Jian in surprise, and then left directly.

"Ye Chen, what are you doing in Xianya Pavilion? Is it just to celebrate?"

Shen Lang was a little cold, and his eyes swept Ye Jian and others coldly, then his eyes stopped on Ye Jian, showing a look of laughter and crying.

"By the way, who is this junior brother next to you? Who are you ranked among the outer sects? Why don't you have any impression of it?"

"Senior Brother Shen, this is the famous Ye Jian, but he has not won the ranking."

Zhang Long walked out from behind Shen Lang and said with a sneer.

"Tsk tsk, it turns out that I didn't get any ranking."

Shen Lang was shocked and looked at Ye Jian with his contempt without any concealment.

"Ye Chen, it seems that you are really getting worse and worse. You can even get this kind of thing."

When Ye Chen heard this, his fist sounded "crack" and Mu Peiling and others beside him also looked at Shen Lang one by one.

At this moment, the bad inner disciples who passed by not far away and in the Xianya Pavilion were all attracted by two groups of people.

"Tsk tsk, it's Ye Chen and Shen Lang again."

"They are old opponents. I heard that Shen Lang got the first move of the outside goalkeeper this time."

"Who is around Ye Chen? How can one be the peak of a martial artist in his cultivation level?"

...

For a moment, many inner disciples watching from afar all started to talk softly and looked like they were watching the fun.

"Senior sister, come and see. Shen Lang and Ye Chen and the others are about to fight."

At this moment, in the private room on the top floor of Xianya Pavilion, a girl in green stared at everything outside the window with big eyes, with a bit of joy and excitement in her expression.

"Qingzhu, haven't I told you? You need to calm down when doing anything."
Chapter completed!