Tian Yuan

The matter was put behind us and neither side talked about it again.

The subsequent lifestyle remained the same as before. Whenever Miss Miao found out that Chen Qingyuan made a mistake, she would curse and point fingers at him.

No matter what kind of reprimand he heard, Chen Qingyuan always acted indifferent, which was really infuriating.

Time passed by little by little, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Miaofu Inn closed.

The reason is sad. Miss Miao's father died of illness.

Until his death, he never saw his daughter get married.

It's not that Miss Miao doesn't want to get married, but she really can't find a suitable candidate. The only guy she likes doesn't have the intention to do so.

"Forget it, maybe this is my old man's fate!"

Miss Miao wore mourning clothes, saw her father off for the last time and buried him.

"Dad, you've let your daughter be willful all her life, and now you're still worrying about her second half of life. It's really hard work. If there is an afterlife, don't get involved with me, otherwise you won't be happy."

Kneeling at the grave, Miss Miao's eyes were red and she choked with sobs.

After the funeral, without much rest, Miss Miao reopened her business the next day. On the outside, she looked the same as before, scolding when necessary and laughing when necessary.

Only Chen Qingyuan saw the sadness hidden deep in Miss Miao's eyes. She tried hard to hide the most vulnerable side of her heart and didn't want outsiders to know.

From now on, Miss Miao has no relatives left, only this inn, which she cherishes especially.

Once, Miss Miao and Chen Qingyuan came back from distributing porridge in the evening. They felt like drinking and drank two pots of wine.

While she was drunk, Miss Miao talked about her past. Her father had a hard life. He lost his wife when he was young and raised his daughter alone. Later, he did some small business, made some money, and opened an inn.

If you want to marry a new wife under these conditions, it couldn't be simpler.

However, because he wanted to take Miss Miao's feelings into consideration and didn't want her to suffer any injustice, he refused to get married again.

Most of the money earned by the inn was given away by Miss Miao to charity. Although her father felt sorry for her, he knew it was a good deed and did not stop her. He just told his precious daughter to spend less and leave some for his dowry.

After being suppressed for so long, Miss Miao finally spoke out her true feelings. She obviously felt better and a layer of tears appeared in her eyes.

"Master is kind and will surely enjoy happiness, peace and health in the next life."

After hearing this, Chen Qingyuan gave his blessing.

"hope so!"

Miss Miao said expectantly.

"Most definitely."

Since Chen Qingyuan said so, it must be true.

Of course, Miss Miao just thought it was a word of comfort and didn't take it too seriously.

The two drank a few more sips of wine. Miss Miao, who was still feeling sad and lamenting a second ago, suddenly changed the subject and said in a bad tone: "I gave you a chance before so that my father could leave with peace of mind. If you regret it in the future, it will be useless to say anything."

"Don't worry, Miss. I won't regret it."

Chen Qingyuan raised the corners of his lips and assured with a smile.

“Tsk!” Miss Miao rolled her eyes, her rosy cheeks revealing a hint of ferocity.

After drinking, everyone went back to their rooms.

A few days later, when business was at its busiest, Chen Qingyuan was serving tea and water when he suddenly sensed something. He paused, and a strange light flashed in his eyes that was not noticed by others. He lowered his eyebrows and said to himself, "The time has come."

"Xiao Liuzi, what are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and pour tea for the guests."

Someone noticed Chen Qingyuan standing there motionless and walked over to remind him.

After coming to his senses, Chen Qingyuan apologized to the customer and continued working.

I poured the tea, looked through the open door, and my thoughts drifted away.

......

Luoshenxu, a certain place.

A star with rich spiritual energy and an ancient city.

There was a family of spiritual practitioners in the city, their surname was Wu.

There is a huge pool in the front yard of the Wu family, and in the pool stands a stone about five meters high.

This stone is a symbol of great fortune and is full of spiritual wisdom.

"call--"

The vast spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged in from all directions and was all absorbed by the huge rock.

Such a large scene immediately alarmed the people of the Wu family and the monks in the city.

"The gem is spiritual, could it be that it will give birth to some kind of heavenly treasure?"

Seeing this, the Wu family's top leaders subconsciously wanted to isolate the entire clan to prevent the news from leaking out. However, the transformation of the boulder caused strange phenomena to appear in the heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy surged like the sea, which could not be suppressed at all.

"Go check the direction of Wu's residence!"

People from all sides came to explore and flocked to the place.

"The opportunity has come, let's go."

Many powerful people, such as Nangong Ge, who were far away in the prosperous area, calculated the abnormal changes, quickly locked on the source, and rushed over quickly.

In the first few days, the Wu Mansion was able to control the situation. The appearance of the old ancestor in the Tribulation Period had some deterrent effect.

However, the spiritual energy continued to flow, with no obvious signs of stopping.

If this continues, the truly powerful ones will come to investigate in person.

The people in the Wu Mansion went from being surprised at first to being worried now. They were filled with mixed emotions and were filled with anxiety.

"The Five Elders of the Snow Region have descended upon this world!"

The five Mahayana old men living in the Snow Region were respectfully called the Five Elders by many cultivators, which shocked them terribly.

"Wu Mansion, let's move!"

Five old men from a nearby snowy area issued a notice to the person in charge of the Wu Mansion as soon as they appeared. They were condescending and would not tolerate any disobedience.

"Yes."

Things were far out of control, and no matter how unwilling the people in the Wu Mansion were, they had no choice but to obey.

The treasure of heaven and earth cannot be touched by ordinary people.

While there was still a chance, the people of the Wu Mansion gritted their teeth, suppressed the dissatisfaction and anger that was about to surge in their hearts, and worked together to move the entire house away, leaving only the huge stone standing in its place.

A few days later, a top-level master who was stronger than the Five Elders of the Snow Region waved his hand and repelled a group of people who were close to the stone. He exuded the pressure of the Divine Bridge Realm and shouted, "All irrelevant people, retreat ten thousand feet away."

The originally arrogant Five Elders of the Snow Region, after bearing the might of the Divine Bridge that was coming towards them, turned pale in an instant and retreated to a far place, not daring to act rashly.

There is always someone better than you.

In the eyes of the world, the mighty Shenqiao is high above and untouchable.

However, when the so-called Venerable Shenqiao saw the chariot of the Zilian Dynasty, he immediately put away his arrogant attitude, saluted respectfully, and retreated on his own.

The three chariots of the Zi Lian Dynasty were parked above the ancient city, majestic and towering.

Everyone in the city felt tremendous pressure, their souls trembled, and they could hardly breathe.

The monks from all sides were trembling with fear, having never seen such a scene before.

Before long, some people with bad character couldn't stand the pressure anymore and collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

All the monks present, regardless of their level of cultivation, were worshipping the people of the dynasty, looking at them with reverence as if they were gods.

At this moment, a man in a light-colored gown came riding on auspicious clouds. He was gentle and otherworldly.

When we arrived at this territory, we were on the same level as the dynasty’s chariots.

"Sir!"

Several elders of the dynasty, along with a group of young nobles who were out for training, stepped forward to show their respect and speak respectfully.