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Chapter 985

About an hour later, the vehicle drove into the mountain base.

After getting off the car, Han Yang was shocked when he saw it. Good guy, there were already a crowd of people in the base square outside, gathering five or six hundred people.

And in this square, tables and chairs had been set up, and the disciple who was responsible for picking up and dropping off them said to them: "Please sit by yourself, be careful not to do anything!"

Old Man Lu, the strong man and others were all excited and nodded quickly.

Then, everyone walked into the crowd, found an empty table and sat down. After sitting down, the disciples from Hongwu Sect immediately served tea and snacks. They were very polite, which made Old Man Lu and others feel a little flattered.

Han Yang sat at the table without turning his head, picked up a snack and slowly ate it. At the same time, his soul power permeated, and suddenly, the layout of the entire square was reflected in his mind.

Obviously, the seat layout of this square is also quite particular. People like Old Man Lu can only sit at the end, without a dedicated person to greet him. But in front, there is an area where the seats on the table are all Masters of Seven Yuan, Masters of Eight Yuan, and Masters of Nine Yuan.

At the front, there were only a few tables. On the table, there were a few people sitting, all of whom were the peak powerhouses of the Jiuyuan Grandmaster. There were many disciples from Hongwu Sect serving them next to them. Even on a table, Han Yang saw a familiar figure. He Zhen, one of the nine Vajras of Hongwu Sect, was chatting and laughing with a white-bearded old man, and the topics he talked about were greetings. However, looking at He Zhen's appearance, this old man obviously had some status.

On another table, Han Yang saw Ding Meng, and was drinking with two peak-level masters of Jiuyuan Grandmaster, and he looked very generous.

Except for He Zhen and Ding Meng, the other seven people, one of the nine Vajras in Hongwu Sect, are also here.

However, Han Yang did not notice any of the powerful Jindan masters. It was thought that because the powerful Jindan masters had a high status, they were invited to the hall.

At the front of the square, there is a high platform about twenty meters long and wide. On the platform, there are some tables and chairs. Obviously, these tables and chairs are all for people with status to sit, but at this moment, these tables and chairs are all empty.

After understanding the layout of the entire square, Han Yang smiled, took back his soul power, picked up the tea in front of him, and drank it carefully.

At this moment, Old Man Lu and others looked around with a strong look of excitement on their faces, and then greeted each other with the people they knew. For a moment, there were noises everywhere in the venue.

Han Yang held the teacup, but fell into deep thought. It has been nearly a hundred days since he entered the Holy Land of Hongwu Sect. I don’t know what happened to the disciples of Longhu Temple led by Bai Bing? And the Shenyang Sect in China, what is happening now? After that guy Yuan Taihao returned, did he ask for trouble with Shenyang Sect and Shenyang Group? Shenyang Sect has not received any news from him for so long, and I wonder if he has encountered any problems?

He knew that his sect leader was the spiritual pillar of the Shenyang Sect. Once he disappeared, it would probably be a big shock to the Shenyang Sect.
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