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"No matter what, as long as there is a chance to enter the First Divine Court, we have to get on the ground."

Everyone nodded heavily at each other.

For the next three days, Qin Yichen has been looking at the Excalibur, trying to get out of some secrets, and even he perceives it carefully.

According to Gong Shuyu, the First Divine Court will guide them, but I don't know if it is too far away or how. Apart from the endless darkness and barrenness, Qin Yichen didn't notice any fetters.

The night when the sky is full of stars and the moon is bright, the next day is the day of the feast of the Daojun.

"Little Brother!"

"Squeak..."

The door was pushed open and I saw Tu Jin'er holding a bunch of Shenguo delicacies, not only her, but to Qin Yichen's consternation, Tu Tianshu and Tu Lin also came.

"Brother Qin."

After greeting the two brothers, Tu Tianshu took out a space bracelet: "This is Uncle Li Tu, let me give you."

Qin Yichen took a look at it and couldn't help but be stunned. The heaven and earth treasures here are enough to make an emperor weapon!

"Uncle, they said, what you earn yourself is yours, and their share cannot be yours."

Qin Yichen thanked: "Thank you, Master Uncle..."

"There is one more thing."

When Tu Tianshu was talking, his face was straight, which made Qin Yichen a little curious.

"That's it, tomorrow will be a feast for Daojun."

"At that time, thousands of Daojun will sit together in one hall to discuss Taoism, and as disciples of Master, we can follow and hear Tao."

"Follow Master Li and hear?"

"Yeah!" Tu Lin was a little excited: "That is the argument between thousands of Daojun, Daowei is thousands, if you can learn a little, it will be endless!"

Qin Yichen is also a yearning for thousands of Daojun to discuss together, which can be described as a feast among the strongest of the three thousand Daoting!

As Tu Lin said, thousands of Daojun, that is, mastering thousands of Daowei, and even if the same Dao, the opinions are different.

If it were possible to hear the Tao, what was the chance?

"Okay! We must be well prepared tomorrow!"

After Qin Yichen agreed, he suddenly thought of something, and asked again: "By Brother Tianshu, Master, what else do they do after they talk about it?"

"whats the matter?"

"Correct."

Tu Tianshu thought about it for a while: "The rest is the discussion between some Daojun, of course, there is also a discussion between Daojun disciples."

"Besides, other things..."

Tu Tianshu's face slightly changed: "It has little to do with us. In short, you can just put your mind on listening to Daoyun."

"Ok."

Qin Yichen's face remained the same, but he was puzzled in his heart. Is there no way to enter the First Divine Court?

Do they have to sneak in when waiting for the feast of the king?

This is a bit unrealistic. You must know that this **** island named Zhenlongtai is the place where the Daojun feast is held. Even if you leave, there will inevitably be strong people sitting in the town.

"Go step by step..."

The next day, Lieyang did not override the Zhenlongtai, but was parallel to it. Like this gathering place of kings, the heavens, the earth, and the moon could not be crossed.

Qin Yichen, with all expectations, joined with Li Tu.

I saw that all the demon kings in Tu Shan seemed to value today, one by one, the powers of which were overwhelming, and the instruments were extraordinary.

The place of Tao is in the most magnificent temple in Zhenlongtai!

The road paved by the divine light seems to go straight to the top of the sky, the temple is vast and seemingly boundless, and there are six thousand futons in the eyes!

As if, this is for you Daojun.

When Qin Yichen arrived, a lot of Daojun had already been seated, the gods and demons were clearly distinguished, and there were some old-style existences that closed their eyes to raise their minds, but no one dared to offend!

Qin Yichen was a little upset, and how terrible should these thousands of monarchs sit in town, if the fighting broke out?

"So many Daojun, don't have the existence of pupil surgery against the sky..."

Fortunately, as a disciple of Qin Yichen, he is not eligible to sit in a futon.

It is not just him, all the disciples of Tu Shan, and even the disciples of Daojun, can only sit behind the futon and listen.

A group of demon kings from Tushan took their seats, and Qin Yichen was naturally sitting among the many disciples of Tushan and was not conspicuous.

You know, just one Li Tu brought more than ten disciples of Qin Yichen. Although there are many disciples of Daojun, there are probably thousands of disciples of Daojun!

Those disciples are also of different strengths and strengths, the strong ones are awesome, and the weaker ones... Tu Jin'er is already considered to be a senior.

In contrast, Qin Yichen not only has more advanced qualifications, but also the bottom of the realm.

Qin Yichen glanced a few times and looked for a long time, but he did not find a deity!

"No way, who made us too good, just God, just brought him to attend the feast of Dao Jun."

Tu Lin was originally worried about whether Qin Yichen would be too stressed, but when he heard this, his mouth suddenly fluttered, and he was confident.

Daojun feast, the **** monarch demon demon monarch in front, and the empty realm, but no power Dao jun, sitting in the back futon.

From a glance, a statue of God Shadow and Magic Shadow, each Wei An looks like Tian Qi, and some even show their deity directly!

It's strange to say that some devil's deity is fierce and fierce, and the devil's body should be thorough, but in any case, it can't exceed the futon that sits down.

But in the eyes of Qin Yichen, the futon was also the same size, unchanged.

"so amazing"

Qin Yichen whispered softly, but think about it too, in this feast gathered by the king, if there is nothing strange, it is abnormal.

Among the many figures of Daojun, Qin Yichen is not difficult to find the figures of Shengcang Divine King and Demon Moon Demon King!

Even, when Master Sunjuk's apprentice glanced at him, the pupil was still cold.

The demon moon devil sneered secretly: "Small miscellaneous, the master loser gave Tu Shan a face, so that you didn't kneel to give this monk a kowtow!"

"But today, Tu Shan's face does not want to cover you!"

However, Qin Yichen didn't know about it. At this moment, he was a little regretful, and he never saw the figure of public defeat.

"What is the existence of the emperor of the first divine court?"

Qin Yichen was whispering, looking at the center of the hall, the jade chair that was obviously prepared for the emperor's supernatural god, and the grade of the futon of thousands of Daojun was clear at a glance.

At this moment, after seeing the Jade Chair, bursts of high princes heard.

"Emperor Di's coming!"

The sound of the **** seemed to resound from heaven to earth, and Qin Yichen suddenly saw thousands of kings get up.

"Congratulations to the great emperor!"

Thousands of Dao Juns got up, and Qin Yichen's disciples could imagine that they also got up to welcome them.

However, Qin Yichen looked at it, and originally wanted to capture the attitude of the emperor and the deity, from the faces of many deities and demons. However, Qin Yichen was disappointed. Thousands of Daojun's faces were calm, and there was little awe.