Tian Yuan

Facing the greetings from everyone, Chen Qingyuan nodded in response.

An elegant hall with the aroma of incense wafting through the air.

The Holy Lord and his companions were very reserved, as if they were guests in someone else's home, and they did not dare to breathe.

"Did your ancestor say when he would come out of seclusion?"

Chen Qingyuan broke the silent atmosphere.

"Never mentioned."

The Holy Lord responded immediately without any hesitation.

"Yeah." Chen Qingyuan nodded gently. It seemed that he couldn't have a drink with Lao Tao. "I'll leave later."

"You're in such a hurry." The Holy Lord wanted to keep him, so he spoke carefully, "Sir, would you like to stay for a few more days?"

Ever since they learned about Chen Qingyuan's prestige, how could the higher-ups of Xuanling Holy Land remain calm? They really wanted to further strengthen their relationship with him and forge a deep bond with him.

"No need."

Chen Qingyuan refused.

"Well then!" Although there was a hint of disappointment on the Holy Lord's face, he was very sensible and did not dare to continue to pull. He stood up and bowed, and said seriously: "If there is any need for Xuanling Holy Land in the future, please let me know."

All the elders stood up and saluted to show their respect.

The saint in the crowd bit her red lips lightly, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows to glance at Chen Qingyuan, then quickly lowered them without saying a word.

"Okay." Chen Qingyuan didn't feel strange about these people's respect and remained calm.

"By the way, I have something to report to you, sir."

The Holy Lord lowered his posture very low and bowed.

"What's the matter?"

"Some time ago, someone from the Guiyan Imperial Clan came and gave me a gift without any request. I guess that the Guiyan Imperial Clan wants to make friends with you, so they want to use Xuanling Holy Land as a breakthrough point. This matter concerns you, so I dare not make any decisions on my own."

As he spoke, the Holy Lord took out the gift box and opened it, holding it in both hands, and slowly walked to Chen Qingyuan.

Chen Qingyuan looked down at the gift box and thought to himself, "The ancient clan's heritage is indeed profound."

To be honest, Chen Qingyuan felt a little moved.

However, it cannot be collected.

If this gift fell into Chen Qingyuan's hands, wouldn't it be an acknowledgement of the good relationship with the Guiyan imperial family?

"Since it's something delivered to your door, it would be a waste not to take it." Chen Qingyuan gave a suggestion: "Xuanling Holy Land, take it and use it, don't worry about it. If the Guiyan Imperial Clan asks you for help in the future, just treat it as a gift."

"I see. Thank you sir for clearing up my confusion."

With Chen Qingyuan's words, the Holy Lord felt relieved.

"Swish"

In the blink of an eye, Chen Qingyuan disappeared from the elegant hall, leaving behind a trace of afterimage.

The scene changed and he went to the palace where he used to live.

In the side hall here, Ouyang Che, dressed in green cloth, was practicing sword as usual. Unfortunately, his apparent strength had not improved at all and he had been standing still all these years.

"Brother Ouyang."

Chen Qingyuan strode over and called out with a smile.

"Brother Chen, you're back!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Ouyang Che immediately stopped practicing sword skills, sheathed his sword, turned around and walked over with a look of joy on his face.

Staying here, Ouyang Che turned a deaf ear to the outside world and devoted himself to cultivation. He was not aware of the changes in order, and was even less aware of Chen Qingyuan's various deeds.

The two have been together for a while and are quite familiar with each other, so there is no need for them to be overly polite.

After chatting for a while, Chen Qingyuan mentioned: "We should leave here."

"Where?"

Ouyang Che asked doubtfully.

"Shenzhou." Chen Qingyuan responded: "I'll take you to see someone."

"Who are you meeting?" Ouyang Che asked again.

"An old friend." Chen Qingyuan said, "You will understand when you go there. Don't worry, I won't harm you."

"Okay, I believe you."

Ouyang Che didn't ask any more questions and just followed your instructions.

So, the two of them drank a few bottles of wine, packed up their personal belongings, and prepared to set off.

Chen Qingyuan used the art of voice transmission to greet the Holy Lord, then left with Ouyang Che.

When he came, he didn't cause much noise, and was not discovered by the spies of various races hiding around the Xuanling Holy Land, who were too lazy to deal with these trivial matters.

Keep moving forward towards Shenzhou.

The divine sense scanned the surrounding area and found something very interesting. Even Chen Qingyuan was shocked. His eyes changed and his steps paused: "The Holy Elephant Ancient Clan is gone."

This news came from the Shenzhou territory and gradually spread to all parts of Cangyuzhou.

"As soon as it entered the WTO, it caused unrest in China. What a big move!"

Chen Qingyuan exclaimed in amazement at the demise of the ancient Holy Elephant clan, and really wanted to discuss the world with Nangong Ge over a glass of wine.

Nangong Ge really understood the tactic of using the opponent's force to counter attack, and he performed it to perfection, no one could match him.

"The Chang Geng Sword Immortal has entered the ninth step. This is within expectations."

Chen Qingyuan had pointed out a clear path for the Sword Immortal based on his own experience in becoming a Taoist. As long as he had time to comprehend, he would surely be able to break free from the shackles and reach the ninth step.

"I hope Brother Yan can find his own way. Next time we meet, I will definitely try his specialty."

Chen Qingyuan once met a top talent, who gave him an understanding of the Divine Bridge realm.

The man's name is Yan Ze. He was born a chef and his innate weapon is a kitchen knife, which has shown signs of transforming into a quasi-imperial weapon.

When they first met, the man cooked a fish for Chen Qingyuan, which was fresh, tender and delicious.

The two have similar interests and feel that they met too late.

After receiving the jade slip given by Chen Qingyuan, Yan Ze must be in seclusion.

As his time is running out, he will either break free from his shackles and become a great figure of the time, or die in some unknown corner, unable to witness the splendor of the new era.

"gone."

In order to travel as quickly as possible, Chen Qingyuan did not drive the chariot. Instead, he gathered his mysterious power in one hand and protected Ouyang Che to prevent him from getting hurt at all.

Traveling through the sea of ​​stars and crossing the endless void.

We are about to reach the passage between the two worlds, and there will be countless people there.

Not wanting to attract too much attention, Chen Qingyuan concealed his true face and slightly slowed down his pace.

The two had just stepped out of the void crack and arrived at the western border of Shenzhou when a familiar breath floated in front of them, causing Chen Qingyuan to stop and investigate.

"Datongshan, I'll wait for you."

A voice fell into his ears, and then the breath turned into an invisible thread to guide the specific direction.

"It's him!"

Hearing this voice, Chen Qingyuan immediately knew who it was. There was some suspicion in his eyes, and then he glanced at Ouyang Che beside him, as if thinking about something.

Afterwards, he changed direction and decided to meet this person first, perhaps he could get a lot of useful information.

Guided by that breath, Chen Qingyuan quickly reached his destination.

There is a life star nearby, a mountain called Datong, which is about a thousand feet high and rises into the clouds.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the vegetation is dense, and there are few people.

There is a pavilion halfway up the mountain.

A man wearing cloud-patterned silk, with a refined temperament.

The man sat in the pavilion, placed three cups of tea, and waited quietly.