Tian Yuan

Without further ado, Xuanling Holy Land directly activated the sect protection formation, and the entire sect was on alert, preparing for the worst.

The Holy Lord and others all came out, stood on a high place, and stared at the newcomers at close range across a large formation barrier.

"You all have misunderstood. I am not here to be an enemy of Xuanling Holy Land."

The old man in light grey brocade clothes looked at the scene before him and hurriedly bowed his hands in greeting with a smile on his face to show his goodwill.

"What are you doing here, senior?"

The Holy Lord could not tell the realm of this old man, and thought that his strength was far above his own, so he was very wary of him.

"My name is Ning Ping, and I am a member of the Yan Imperial Clan. This time, I want to make friends with Xuanling Holy Land on behalf of the Imperial Clan. I have absolutely no ill intentions."

Ning Ping has a kind face and looks very friendly.

"Make friends?" The Holy Lord and the others were surprised. Could there be a trick? With a trace of vigilance and doubt, he asked, "Excuse me, this should not be the style of the ancient tribe!"

"To be honest, this is not the behavior of the ancient clans." Cangyuzhou has not been stable in the past two years, and many wars have broken out. It is understandable that Xuanling Holy Land is so nervous. In order to eliminate the other party's vigilance, Ning Ping did not lie and told the truth: "The reason why the ancient clans avoided Xuanling Holy Land is because of Your Excellency."

"Your Highness?"

The Holy Lord was stunned at first, and then suddenly realized. According to the news from Shenzhou, this is a respectful title for Chen Qingyuan.

"No one wants to be an enemy of Your Majesty, including the Ancient Clan."

Ning Ping said bluntly.

"gentlemen......"

The Holy Lord, the elders, the Saint Su Qianran and others saw the figure of Chen Qingyuan before their eyes and were filled with awe and gratitude.

It was not until this moment that the people of Xuanling Holy Land understood the whole story.

It turns out that it wasn't that the ancient clan had forgotten about the Xuanling Holy Land, nor were they plotting in secret, but that they simply wouldn't take action.

Because before that, Chen Qingyuan had lived in the Xuanling Holy Land for a period of time, and for the sake of the safety of the holy land, he actually confronted the laws of the Immortal Bone Forbidden Area head-on.

After the high-level officials of various tribes learned about this incident, they all believed that Xuanling Holy Land had a very close relationship with Chen Qingyuan, so how could they dare to seek trouble for themselves?

"I have prepared some small gifts, and I hope Xuanling Holy Land can accept them." Ning Ping took out a gift box that had been prepared long ago, gently pushed it forward, and said sincerely: "It's just a little thought, not something expensive."

"Absolutely not."

The Holy Lord's vigilance has not dissipated and he is unwilling to accept the gift.

"Could it be that Xuanling Holy Land looks down on the Guiyan Imperial Clan?"

Ning Ping pretended to be displeased and questioned him harshly.

"of course not."

Hearing this question, the Holy Lord immediately explained.

"Then take it. There are no strings attached. It's just a gesture of goodwill."

After saying that, Ning Ping turned and left.

Before leaving, he bowed and showed a humble attitude.

The Holy Lord and others were stunned for a long time. After making sure there was no danger, they removed a corner of the barrier of the formation and took the gift box from the air.

When the box was opened, it contained ten top-grade spiritual veins, two top-grade holy weapons, and various rare materials.

This gift is too heavy!

At least for Xuanling Holy Land, it was equivalent to a huge fortune, and it was difficult to remain calm.

As the Grand Master was in seclusion, the Holy Lord didn't know what to do with the things, so he had to put them away as they were and deal with them later.

Back in the meeting hall, everyone's heart was covered with an indescribable emotion.

The immortal ancients are coming with such force that even all the major holy places combined cannot resist them, which makes people extremely panic.

At this extremely tense moment, the Xuanling Holy Land was able to remain safe and sound in the center of the storm. It was simply a miracle and incredible.

"It turned out that it was because of you, sir, that my clan was spared."

After a long silence, an elder exhaled and exclaimed.

"In the past, we were like frogs in a well, unaware of the vastness of the world. Now, I know that the heights that you are at are beyond our reach."

The Grandmaster had previously spoken of Mr. Chen’s various great achievements, but they were too empty for most people to comprehend in substance.

Only after this incident did I truly realize what kind of position Mr. Chen occupies on the world stage. My feelings are so complicated that they are hard to describe in words.

"Everything in the world is unpredictable!"

The Holy Lord sighed deeply, feeling deeply moved.

If it weren’t for the return of the ancestor a few years ago and the bond he formed with Mr. Chen, it would have been difficult to survive today’s disaster.

The more she knew how powerful Chen Qingyuan was, the more regretful she felt.

In the past, she was able to meet Chen Qingyuan and pour tea for him because of the face of the ancestor. From now on, the saint girl will not even be qualified to pour tea.

"He is like the brightest star in the sea of ​​stars. You can see him but you can't touch him."

The saint looked into the distance, and her desire to become stronger became stronger.

The core area of ​​Cangyu Prefecture was in turmoil for several years and gradually calmed down.

The various ethnic groups divided up the resources and reaped a rich harvest.

Many people have left Cangyuzhou just to witness the prosperity of Shenzhou with their own eyes, making their trip to this world worthwhile.

In a corner, Chen Qingyuan was meditating with his eyes closed.

Refined some ninth-grade spiritual springs to consolidate the foundation.

Moreover, his cultivation level had improved a bit, reaching the middle stage of the third step.

A divine sense was sent out and immediately discovered certain situations in the outside world. His eyes changed slightly and he decided to go out and take a look.

In just a few hours, Chen Qingyuan figured out what had happened in recent years.

"The two worlds are connected, and many places have been occupied by the ancient tribes." Chen Qingyuan crossed the starry sea and said to himself: "They are only interested in profit, and there are traces of the ancient tribes everywhere."

When we arrived at the once prosperous area, we saw a scene of devastation and ruins.

Frowning slightly, looking uncomfortable.

“Don’t overdo it.”

When he found out that some ancient tribes were still plundering the resources of Cangyuzhou and not giving others a chance to live, Chen Qingyuan slapped and killed dozens of masters of a certain ancient tribe who were in the Mahayana stage or even the Divine Bridge stage, and stood high in the sky, transmitting messages to all walks of life.

The ancient clan warrior, who was originally furious, immediately changed his expression the moment he saw Chen Qingyuan's figure, bowed and shouted: "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Chen Qingyuan glanced at him coldly, turned around and left without saying another word.

Immediately, the news of Chen Qingyuan's real appearance spread to the ears of powerful people from all races at an extremely fast speed.

After hearing this warning, the ancient tribe's style of behavior became noticeably softer. No one wanted to have a head-on conflict with Chen Qingyuan, otherwise it would definitely be a headache.

About a month later, when Chen Qingyuan appeared again, he had already arrived at the Xuanling Holy Land.

Come here and pick someone up.

It definitely wasn’t Lao Tao, it was the person with the plum blossom mole on his face.

"gentlemen!"

Upon learning that Chen Qingyuan was coming in person, the Holy Lord and others put down everything they were doing and hurried over to greet him.

The looks people gave him were even more awed than before.

Many elders were stiff all over, not daring to make a sound. They lowered their heads and clenched their hands, fearing that they might collide with something.