Tian Yuan

A sparsely populated place with lush vegetation and pleasant breeze.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere was subtle.

After a while, Ouyang Che made some calculations in his mind. Anyway, he was poor and had nothing to lose, so he was not afraid of being missed by thieves. Furthermore, with one’s acquired cultivation level, if one really wants to persecute someone, there is nowhere to escape.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you to serve the tea, brother."

After Ouyang Che thought about it, he nodded in agreement.

"please."

Then, Chen Qingyuan took Ouyang Che to a very safe place, which was relatively quiet and would not be disturbed by others.

At the foot of the green mountain, there are stone tables and chairs.

The two sat opposite each other, tea smoke curling up.

As for Peach Blossom Fairy, she stays somewhere alone and is more knowledgeable.

"What do you call me, brother?"

Ouyang Che lowered his head and glanced at the tea, but did not drink it. Still vigilant, he asked.

"Chen Qingyuan."

When you meet someone for the first time, of course you have to be sincere and tell your name truthfully.

"I am Ouyang Che, from Nanyang City of Qianyan Kingdom."

Ouyang Che introduced himself to his home, and there was an unnoticeable aura about him.

"Qianyan Kingdom?" Chen Qingyuan narrowed his eyes, paused, and secretly used his spiritual consciousness to explore the nearby ancient city and learned a lot of information. He then said: "It is far away from here and needs to cross the sea of ​​stars. With Brother Ouyang's cultivation Why, how can I do it?”

"To be honest, brother, I came from my hometown just to become a disciple and seek enlightenment. I went to no less than ten sects, large and small, but unfortunately I didn't get the chance. I worked along the way, earned some scattered spiritual stones, and met kind-hearted merchants. If you can charge a little less, you can go to your next destination.”

Ouyang Che originally didn't want to talk about his past. After all, it was the first time they met, so he couldn't reveal everything.

However, the more he looked at Chen Qingyuan, the more Ouyang Che felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart, as erratic as an invisible thread, hard to touch.

Although this familiar fluctuation was particularly subtle, appearing and disappearing, it made Ouyang Che more or less put down some of his guard, believing that the person in front of him was not an enemy.

"I dare to ask Brother Ouyang, how long did it take you to come here from your hometown?"

Chen Qingyuan took a sip of tea and continued to ask.

"Well..." Ouyang Che hesitated, obviously not wanting to tell. Maybe it involves his secret.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it. I'm just too curious. I'm sorry."

Seeing the other party's hesitation, Chen Qingyuan immediately interrupted and apologized deeply.

"Brother, you're welcome."

Ouyang Che seemed to be relieved, raised his eyes and smiled slightly.

"This tea is not bad. Brother Ouyang can try it."

Chen Qingyuan said.

"Okay." Out of a cautious attitude, Ouyang Che didn't drink. After chatting for a few words, my vigilance dropped inexplicably. I picked up the tea in front of me, brought it to my mouth, and took a sip.

This cup of tea has been specially processed by Chen Qingyuan and contains aura, which is very suitable for Ouyang Che's current physical condition. Not only will it not hurt its body, but it will also help it enter the innate realm.

However, something strange happened.

When the tea entered his mouth, Ouyang Che had no reaction.

That ray of aura has obviously entered his body, why is there no change?

Chen Qingyuan originally wanted to give Ouyang Che a small gift. Unexpectedly, this was the case. He was quite surprised. He thought to himself: "There should be nothing wrong with Ling Yun's control. I see that his body is not a waste body in the true sense." , but why?”

The problem lies with Ouyang Che, and maybe even he himself doesn't know the reason.

"Brother Chen, why are you looking at me all the time?"

Ouyang Che felt a scorching gaze and asked.

Not worrying about it for the moment, Chen Qingyuan's eyes softened and he smiled: "To be honest, the reason why I want to invite Brother Ouyang to have tea and chat this time is because you look like an old friend of mine."

"Oh?" Ouyang Che was surprised for a moment, and then said in a calm tone: "There are countless living beings in the world. It is normal to occasionally meet similar people."

"Meeting each other is fate."

If I saw Ouyang Che for the first time, it was just a possibility. So now that we encounter a situation where the aura has entered the body but is useless, there is a high probability that he is the person the boss lady is looking for.

After drinking a few cups of tea and chatting for a while, Ouyang Che stood up and was about to leave: "Brother Chen, I still have things to do, so I can't continue talking to you. If we are destined to meet you, we will see you again."

"Please stay."

Chen Qingyuan spoke to stop him.

"Brother Chen, is there anything else you can do?"

Ouyang Che looked back.

"If Brother Ouyang is willing, I can introduce you to the path of spiritual cultivation."

There is another thing that Chen Qingyuan is actually quite curious about. It is really strange that the cultivation of Ouyang Che and the subsequent Heavenly Warriors is intact even after walking in the world for many years.

There has never been any real law in the spiritual world, and many strong people kill people without any reason. Even if Ouyang Che acts cautiously and has no talent, it will be difficult to avoid various dangers.

Among them, there must be secrets.

"Oh? What can Brother Chen do?"

Ouyang Che's eyes lit up and he was obviously excited when he heard that he could seek Taoism and practice.

"Sit down and let's talk slowly." Chen Qingyuan smiled calmly: "Does Brother Ouyang know about Xuanling Holy Land?"

Sitting back in his original position, Ouyang Che said seriously: "Xuanling Holy Land is the top of the world. Although I am at the bottom, I have heard about it. How can I not know?"

"I am acquainted with an outer sect elder in Xuanling Holy Land. It shouldn't be difficult to recommend you to join as a handyman disciple." Chen Qingyuan said: "As for whether you can learn the Tongtian Dao, it depends on your own opportunities."

It is not difficult to find a higher position for Ouyang Che. Considering his personal situation, it is better to take it step by step, otherwise it will be flattering and do more harm than good.

"Seriously?" Ouyang Che stood up suddenly, unable to conceal his excitement.

"Brother Ouyang and I hit it off right away. How could I lie to you?"

Chen Qingyuan assured.

"I apologize for my poor eyesight, but I didn't realize that Brother Chen is an expert. If there is anything rude, please don't take it to heart."

People who have some connection with Xuanling Holy Land are already important figures in Ouyang Che's eyes. They have never been touched before and he quickly bowed.

Although Ouyang Che was saluting sincerely, Chen Qingyuan still captured the loneliness and coldness deep in his eyes that had gone through endless vicissitudes of life. It was an extraordinary temperament that ordinary people could possess.

Ouyang Che most likely doesn't know about his own situation.

"Don't be so polite between you and me. Don't call us seniors or talk about friendships with us."

Chen Qingyuan said quickly.

"It's our first time meeting you. I'm really flattered."

Ouyang Che didn't understand why Chen Qingyuan wanted to help him. There was a voice deep in his heart, saying that there would be no danger, so he could rest assured.

"I'll have someone pick you up later and go to the Xuanling Holy Land to ask for help."

Chen Qingyuan poured him a cup of tea himself, his face softened.

"Thank you...brother."

Another village failed to pass the assessment of Luoya Sect. When he felt disappointed, he suddenly got an opportunity to become a handyman in the Holy Land. This made Ouyang Che's emotions fluctuate greatly, and his eyes were filled with anticipation.