Tian Yuan

He was fine at first, but suddenly his body swayed and thick blood spurted out of his mouth, which really scared Tang Wan'er and Lao Huangniu.

"fine."

Chen Qingyuan supported the sturdy body of the old ox with one hand and waved his other hand to indicate that he was fine. He then took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing, trying to stabilize the restless spiritual energy in his body.

After about half an hour, the pale face gradually disappeared and no damage was visible on the surface.

"Keep on going."

He climbed onto the old ox's back and whispered.

The old ox followed orders and moved forward. It didn't move very fast, but kept steady, so that Chen Qingyuan could sit as comfortably as possible.

Tang Wan'er followed beside him, turning to look at Chen Qingyuan from time to time, the worry in her eyes did not disappear.

From the outside, Chen Qingyuan looked normal, but his actual condition was quite serious.

He forcefully used the power of his damaged reincarnation body and absorbed a large amount of killing power, which further aggravated his injuries and caused his cultivation to plummet, falling to the late stage of tribulation.

Before, in front of the powerful royal family, Chen Qingyuan had been controlling the fluctuations of the breath in his body, not a single bit of it dissipated out, giving people a feeling of being unfathomable. He easily took on the royal family's ultimate killing technique, making countless people in awe and fear, and dared not offend him.

Only when you are far away from the area where the imperial city is located can you relax your taut heartstrings and release some pressure, otherwise your body might be broken.

Looking forward, thoughts wandering.

I thought to myself: "This move was not successful, but it was not a failure either."

He devoured a large amount of external force to repair the damaged and shattered foundation of the Sea of ​​Reincarnation. Although his injuries worsened, he gained a little.

Chen Qingyuan discovered that a faint ripple of law appeared at the collapsed foundation. It was very weak, but real.

"Perhaps, I need to calm down for a while and think about it carefully."

The road ahead is long, don't be impatient.

After a few days, Chen Qingyuan controlled his injuries, the pain in his body subsided rapidly, and his mood gradually became better.

So, I found a relatively lively ancient city to stay and rest for a few days.

I rented a high-end hotel with mountains and water views and beautiful scenery.

Inside the room, Chen Qingyuan was sitting while Tang Wan'er was standing making tea.

Outside the house, the old ox was eating spiritual fruits, all of which were of top quality, hundreds of them, and he was enjoying them slowly. While eating, he was thanking his master for being so good to him.

All the hard work during these days is far less than the spirit stones that the master earns with just a few casual efforts.

For an old man like that, tens of millions of top-grade spirit stones are simply an astronomical figure. If they were converted into lower-grade spirit stones, they would be simply too numerous to count.

"Everything the master said before was true. It was all for my own good and to sharpen my spirit."

As the old ox thought about this, tears welled up in his eyes. He was deeply moved by the self-taught strategy.

The private room was filled with the aroma of tea.

"Master, please have some tea."

After brewing the tea, Tang Wan'er held it in both hands and slowly walked to Chen Qingyuan.

"Ah."

Chen Qingyuan took a bite and put it on the table.

Now that we are rich again, we naturally cannot treat our own people badly.

He took out a Qiankun bag and handed it to Tang Wan'er in front of him: "Take it, and tell me when you're done."

Tang Wan'er took the Qiankun bag, opened it, and used her spiritual sense to check it. She was greatly surprised.

Inside was a mountain of top-grade spirit stones, numbering more than five million.

To be honest, it was the first time in Tang Wan'er's life that she had seen so many resources. The shock was so strong that she was stunned and her pretty face turned pale.

"Master, this... this is too much!"

After coming to her senses, Tang Wan'er hesitated and didn't dare to accept it.

"You'll get used to it." Chen Qingyuan said calmly, "Keep it!"

"Yes."

Tang Wan'er no longer hesitated and obediently put away the Qiankun bag. Her heart was still beating violently and she was unable to calm down.

"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Sit down."

Chen Qingyuan said again.

"Yes." Tang Wan'er sat obediently opposite, lowering her eyebrows slightly, opening and closing her red lips, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

"what you want to say?"

Chen Qingyuan could see that the girl was hiding something on her mind.

"Master, please forgive my rudeness, why are you injured?"

According to Tang Wan'er's understanding, the master is overwhelming in Shenzhou, and his strength is so strong that it is difficult to find an opponent.

Although the incident of the Zi Lian Dynasty was terrible, it was only a killing move. It would not cause Master to vomit blood!

Tang Wan'er could never figure this out, and she kept it to herself, not daring to ask the question.

"Before coming to Luoshen Ruins, I had a fight and was slightly injured. What I did just now aggravated my injuries and caused backlash."

Chen Qingyuan explained.

"No wonder." Tang Wan'er suddenly realized and then asked worriedly: "Master, is your injury serious? How long will it take to recover?"

"It's okay, I can't die."

This girl wouldn't understand even if I told her, so there's no need to explain in detail and only cause her more trouble.

"Oh."

Tang Wan'er could tell that her master didn't want to say more, so she nodded wisely and didn't ask any further questions.

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Purple Lian Dynasty.

The atmosphere in the meeting hall was depressing.

After this incident, a major cleanup began within the royal family. Anyone with dirty hands would be severely punished.

The deceased seventeenth prince became a typical example and was widely criticized.

Not to mention revenge, he doesn't even have the qualifications to be buried in the ancestral tomb.

The dynasty had provoked such a terrifying enemy, but it was fortunate that he died, otherwise he would have ended up in a fate worse than death.

"Such a powerful master has never appeared before."

"People in the clan need to be low-key and follow the teachings of their ancestors. Do not bully the weak."

"The high priest deduced hundreds of years ago that the times have changed and are completely different from the past. If our clan wants to pass on its immortality, we must be careful in everything we do."

"Although I lost face, at least I didn't make the situation worse."

Everyone expressed their opinions, and from time to time the towering figure of Chen Qingyuan standing high above flashed before their eyes. Their souls trembled and they were terrified like a god.

In a luxurious palace in the imperial city, the little princess was shocked to the point of being speechless after hearing the whole story. It took her a long time to regain some of her sanity. She looked dumbfounded and muttered to herself, "She is not a casual cultivator. Behind her stands a hidden great power that even the ancestors of the clan have to treat with respect."

The little princess was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. She was very afraid that she would be implicated in this incident. After all, she did not regard Tang Wan'er as a real friend. She was just pretending in front of outsiders.

If she had known that Tang Wan'er had such a strong background, the little princess would have changed her attitude and made the greatest effort to become her friend. Unfortunately, she no longer had this opportunity.

At this time, Tang Wan'er didn't care about the days living in the imperial city. She followed Chen Qingyuan wholeheartedly, studied the tea ceremony in her spare time, and spent most of her time practicing hard and comprehending swordsmanship. She must not get carried away by success.