Tian Yuan

Ancient city, small courtyard.

The gentle breeze blew Chen Qingyuan's hair, as if pulling it and taking him far away.

A clear lake, Chen Qingyuan stood beside a willow tree by the lake, holding a pot of spirit wine in his hand, a few strands of black and white hair hung from his temples, swaying in the wind.

The deep eyes hide infinite thoughts.

At this time, his cultivation level declined again and reached the early stage of Mahayana.

After some time, he should fall to the state of transcending tribulation.

However, there was no trace of panic on Chen Qingyuan's face. He looked calm as if nothing had happened and everything was under control.

"Master."

After being away for a few days, Tang Wan'er came to pay her respects immediately after returning, not daring to delay for even a moment.

Looking at this tall and majestic figure, who was out of reach before but has now become her mentor, Tang Wan'er's heart was extremely excited and her feelings of respect for him grew stronger.

"Yes." Chen Qingyuan nodded gently: "Get ready and set off tomorrow."

"As ordered."

Tang Wan'er bowed.

On the way back from the Imperial City, she was actually a little nervous, fearing that she would not be able to find any trace of Chen Qingyuan when she returned, and it would be unknown when they would see each other again in the future.

Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan waited there and did not leave early.

Since I have accepted a disciple, I will naturally treat him seriously and teach him well. How could I abandon him?

Two hours later, Tang Wan'er went to the most famous food court in the city and bought some delicious dishes to honor Chen Qingyuan: "Master, please enjoy your meal."

The wooden table was filled with dishes and fine wine.

The old ox, who was snoring, suddenly lost his sleepiness. He looked at the things on the table with his eyes wide open and his appetite increased.

However, the old ox still knows the rules and will not come close without Chen Qingyuan's nod.

"Sit down and eat together."

Chen Qingyuan whispered to Tang Wan'er.

"Yes." Tang Wan'er was flattered. She bowed and slowly sat down.

Although I don't need food, I still need to find some interests in life, to satisfy my cravings and pass the time.

After accepting a disciple, I no longer have to worry about not having enough spirit stones.

Moreover, Chen Qingyuan borrowed the spirit stones from his own disciple. When he became wealthy in the future, he would give more and regard it as a gift.

Considerate, caring and sensible.

This girl is very good.

While eating delicious food and drinking fine wine, Chen Qingyuan looked at Tang Wan'er with great satisfaction and decided to cultivate her well.

A portion of the dishes were portioned out and placed in front of Old Ox.

The old ox let out a cry of gratitude, saying that its owner was so kind.

The next day, I simply packed my things and prepared to embark on a new journey.

I just walked out of the courtyard and planned to go to the teleportation array of the ancient city, which would save a lot of time.

Everything went smoothly at first, and when it was almost Chen Qingyuan and his group's turn, there was suddenly a commotion.

The vast teleportation area has a flat ground paved with jade. The buildings on the ground are very exquisite, each with its own characteristics and magnificent.

Although the crowd was surging, the order was maintained by the law enforcement team and there were very few quarrels or fights.

"Everyone stand still and do not move!"

The city lord came out and roared.

Everyone looked up at the city lord standing in the clouds and was shocked and nervous.

"The city lord is here in person, something big must have happened."

"Follow orders and don't run around."

"Stay still and don't cause any trouble."

"Look, there seems to be something coming from the distance."

The practitioners here obeyed the orders of the city lord and stayed where they were, praying that it had nothing to do with them and that they could spend the day safely.

In the crowd, Chen Qingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly had a hunch that they were most likely coming for him.

The guess turned out to be correct. The next moment, an invisible force locked onto his position, with a hint of aggression and no manners.

A pitch-black chariot, like a huge mountain, crossed the sea of ​​stars and descended here.

The chariot was hovering above, with the unique runes of the Zi Lian Dynasty engraved on its surface.

"Imperial City Nobles!"

The monks who had a little bit of insight immediately recognized the origin of the chariot.

Only princes and nobles can ride on this level of flying treasure. Anyone else who dares to impersonate will be sentenced to death.

"Welcome to Mr. Seventeen."

The city lord was in a position slightly lower than the chariot. He bowed and saluted loudly.

Then, a handsome young man walked out of the chariot, looked down at the city lord, nodded slightly, and accepted the salute from the city lord.

He was born with nobility, and his brows were filled with pride.

The seventeenth prince was named Dong Pingyu.

Born a genius, he is nearly five hundred years old and reached the state of transcending tribulation not long ago. Although he relies on the royal family background, his own talent cannot be ignored.

Dong Pingyu had a liking for Tang Wan'er the first time he saw her. Her beautiful appearance was secondary, but her perseverance was the main attraction, far surpassing that of other girls of the same age.

As they talked to each other, they gradually got to know each other, their affection for each other deepened, and they fell in love.

In Dong Pingyu's eyes, Tang Wan'er had long been regarded as his forbidden delicacy.

In the past, Tang Wan'er only moved around the imperial city, which was not a big deal. But if she wanted to stay away from it, she had to be stopped.

"Seventeenth Prince!"

After learning the identity of the visitor, most of the monks bowed deeply, very surprised. They looked up and then quickly lowered their eyes, not daring to be disrespectful.

For a moment, the ancient city was shaken and people were in panic.

Everyone is praying silently that they will not be unlucky.

Some guys with dirty hands were thinking about what they had done recently, wondering if they had offended the royal family and thus brought disaster upon themselves. They were so scared that their faces turned pale and they were mentally prepared.

"Miss Tang, where are you going?"

Dong Pingyu ignored the others and kept staring at Tang Wan'er. He walked slowly with a smile on his face, like a modest gentleman.

"Travel around mountains and rivers."

Tang Wan'er frowned slightly, obviously displeased, but she hid it and acted politely on the surface.

"There are too many dangers outside, so it's better to stay in the Imperial City. If you need any resources, just ask."

Dong Pingyu tried to persuade him to stay.

"No need." Tang Wan'er shook her head and refused.

Being rejected in person, Dong Pingyu's eyes flashed with a fierce look, but he covered it up well. Still maintaining a refined and humble attitude, he continued: "Miss Tang's sudden departure should be related to the person next to her!"

Dong Pingyu looked at Chen Qingyuan many times just now, but couldn't tell how strong he was. He couldn't even detect a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation. He either possessed an extremely advanced secret technique of concealment, or his strength was far above his own.

As for the option of mortals, just rule it out.

Chen Qingyuan sensed a hint of hostility from Dong Pingyu, but he remained calm and wanted to see what this little guy wanted to do.