Yan Miao secretly murmured in her heart that he was already good-looking, but now he has this purple mark.

The leader said that he was the reincarnation of a banished immortal, which was absolutely true.

She had never seen a banished immortal, but she thought that the banished immortal should look like Si Xueyi.

Si Xueyi nodded and said: "The sword heart has indeed made some progress and has been condensed into a sword pill."

"oh oh."

Yan Miao nodded, but immediately woke up and said in surprise: "You said that you condensed the sword pill, didn't the sword heart reach the state of transformation? You have entered the palace!"

Si Xueyi blinked and said with a smile: "I can barely get on the table to eat."

Yan Miao smiled and said: "Young man, excessive modesty is the beginning of pride."

Si Xueyi's eyes flashed with a sharp edge, and he smiled and said: "Pride is my original intention. This is what sword cultivators want to be. They must be sharp and arrogant. No one can be missing."

Yanmiao was amused by him and laughed, and said: "Let's go, come with me to see the leader."

Si Xueyi nodded and asked tentatively: "Sister, what does the chief want from me?"

When Shengjun Yanmiao heard her call her sister, his eyebrows bloomed and he said with a smile: "Do you know the Holy Feast of Qianqiu? It's not a grand feast, but a holy one. This place used to be the Holy Land of Qianqiu, and a feast was held every year.

The feast is once in a thousand years."

Si Xueyi's complexion changed slightly, how could he not know about the Qianqiu Holy Feast.

This was the thousand-year agreement between him and Yue Bingyun.

Yan Miao did not notice Si Xueyi's strange behavior and continued: "This Qianqiu Holy Banquet will be extremely grand. Even many hidden families and ancient sects outside the Tianxu Pure Land will participate. It is an unprecedented event."

Si Xueyi listened absently, his expression changing.

"The First Palace intends to formally train you so that you can maintain the dignity of the Holy Court during the Holy Banquet. After all, the Holy Court has long ceased to be the grand occasion where one hospital controlled nine sects."

Yanmiao was talking in front, then suddenly looked back.

She blinked and asked curiously: "Si Xueyi, what are you thinking about?"

Si Xueyi smiled and said, "I'm shocked."

Yan Miao smiled and said: "It's okay to be shocked. Hey, you are holding something in your hand. You have been clenching your fist since you came out of the treasure house. What's going on?"

Saint Lord Yanmiao noticed something strange and said curiously.

She is very simple and has no other thoughts, she is just really curious.

"A jade pendant."

Si Xueyi thought about it and didn't hide it.

Seeing that Si Xueyi looked calm and not at all nervous, Yan Miao had no curiosity at all.

She smiled casually and said: "If you hold it so tightly, it couldn't be a gift from your beloved, right?"

Si Xueyi opened her mouth and was stunned for a moment.

Fortunately, Holy Lord Yanmiao had already turned around at this time, otherwise he would definitely have to continue questioning.

Si Xueyi smiled and said in her heart that it was naturally a gift from her beloved.

After half a cup of tea.

Holy Lord Yanmiao brought Si Xueyi to Wangyue Hall again. The smile on her face faded and she involuntarily became solemn.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm down, but she was even more nervous than Si Xueyi.

rock!

Just when she was about to report outside the door, the ancient bronze door suddenly opened.

The light coming from the crack in the door turned from a crack into a sea in the blink of an eye, engulfing Si Xueyi and Yanmiao Shengjun.

Holy Lord Yanmiao said: "Young man, go in."
Chapter completed!