Tian Yuan

"Which way?"

During these five years, Nangong Ge was not waiting foolishly, but secretly deduced some things about Luoshenxu and made some significant discoveries. I will learn more about it later when I have time.

"arrow."

Zhu Wulang's tone was sonorous and powerful.

"Sword?" Nangong Ge asked doubtfully.

"Bow and arrow." Zhu Wulang emphasized.

"Why do you think so?"

Nangong Ge asked.

“I can’t tell you why for now, but I’m sure this is the direction I’m going.”

Zhu Wulang took the matter seriously.

"Okay." Nangong Ge didn't ask the reason. It was Zhu Wulang's choice anyway.

A long time ago, Zhu Wulang, who had not yet met Chen Qingyuan, was a prince of the Mortal Dynasty. He was skilled in martial arts, especially in archery.

Perhaps deep in his soul, he still retains the habits and dreams of his first life.

To this day, I still remember my original intention.

"I will teach you the art of archery on behalf of your master."

After saying that, Nangong Ge raised his right index finger and pointed it lightly in front of him.

"call out"

Then, a faint finger light penetrated into Zhu Wulang's brow, and the vast magic patterns like the ocean instantly invaded his sea of ​​consciousness, causing him to suffer a great shock. He was obviously stunned, but he quickly regained consciousness and sat cross-legged to gain enlightenment.

Nangong Ge stood on one side to protect him.

And among the objects he carried with him, he took out a holy longbow of good quality.

With a slight wave of his hand, the longbow fell next to Zhu Wulang, and the two gradually established a connection and made the longbow recognize its master.

Since Zhu Wulang confirmed the direction, his cultivation began to increase rapidly, causing obvious changes in the strand of reincarnation spirit in his body.

"That is......"

Nangong Ge noticed it, his eyes narrowed, and the hint of doubt between his brows disappeared instantly, and he understood the reason.

Having chosen the direction, Zhu Wulang no longer needed to suppress his realm.

The improvement of cultivation will change the meaning of reincarnation, which will be helpful to Chen Qingyuan.

"call--"

Seeing that Zhu Wulang was about to break through, Nangong Ge hurriedly took out several top-grade spiritual veins and wrapped them around his body to ensure that he had enough pure spiritual energy.

A few days later, a stronger aura surged out from Zhu Wulang's body, spreading over an area of ​​more than ten miles in radius.

At this point, Zhu Wulang officially became a Jindan cultivator.

He condensed a holy golden elixir, and his talent far exceeded that of other people.

"Om-"

The idea of ​​reincarnation attached to Zhu Wulang left on its own, merged into the heaven and earth, and disappeared.

Zhu Wulang was completely unaware of the change in his situation, but he inexplicably felt relieved.

"Thank you, senior, for the gift."

Zhu Wulang bowed.

Then he grabbed the holy bow and arrow floating beside him and saluted again, his face full of joy.

"From today on, you will truly enter the world of cultivation. Soon, you will understand who your master is. Practice hard and don't lose his face."

Nangong Ge said earnestly.

"The younger generation must work hard."

Zhu Wulang bowed.

"I'm showing you around. The rest of the way is up to you."

How high and how far the young eagle can fly depends on itself. Others can only support it for a while, but cannot accompany it all the time.

In the following years, Nangong Ge made Zhu Wulang realize the cruelty of the cultivation world, which was not as beautiful as he had imagined.

There are countless cases of people fighting for resources.

Before long, the childish look on Zhu Wulang's face faded a lot, and his eyes became firm, mixed with a bit of vicissitudes of life.

The time has not yet come, and the previous life experiences are still blocked.

I believe that one day in the future, Zhu Wulang will truly find himself and understand everything.

......

A high peak in a place with sparse spiritual energy.

On the top of the peak, there grows an ancient pine tree that is filled with spiritual intelligence.

Because Wang Taohua and Chen Qingyuan have stayed here for several years, the ancient pine has been stained with several extraordinary traces of Taoism, and its spiritual charm has obviously increased a lot. After absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for a few more years, it is likely that it will be able to transform itself, break free from its constraints, and roam freely in all realms.

Many dynasties around felt that the winter was abnormal. Although it was bitterly cold, the sun was high in the sky and there was not a trace of frost.

On the streets of the city, pedestrians coming and going are wearing thick clothes, wrapped up like dumplings, and shivering from time to time.

On this day, people who were originally busy with their own work stopped at the same time.

"Snow."

"Look, it's snowing!"

"It hasn't snowed in several years, but it finally snowed this year."

"Maybe this year is a little colder than usual, so prepare more firewood!"

Many people had smiles on their faces. They were happy and cheerful after seeing snowflakes after a few years.

Of course, poor families don’t have so many smiles. They are worried that the winter supplies they have stored at home will not be enough, and they look worried.

In just a few days, heavy snow covered hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Looking around, it is a vast expanse of white. At first glance, it looks like a fairyland and is extremely beautiful.

"coming."

Wang Taohua has been by Chen Qingyuan's side for the past few years, never leaving. Seeing countless snowflakes falling, she felt a little excited.

It wasn't the snow scene that caused his emotional fluctuations, but he was going to Cangyuzhou, where he would most likely meet the legendary white-haired empress. His brows were filled with reverence and anticipation.

Chen Qingyuan sat at the stone table with his eyes closed for five years, motionless, like a sculpture.

Snowflakes fell on it, covering it with a layer.

Wang Taohua didn't quite understand what Chen Qingyuan was planning, so she didn't interfere and just watched quietly. If anything unexpected happened, it wouldn't be too late to offer protection.

"Everything is dead and silent, but life is hidden."

The snow was falling all over the sky, seemingly covering the mountains, rivers and everything.

Next year, everything will start all over again. The seeds hidden in the soil will welcome the spring rain and break through the ground.

A ray of invisible opportunity came from afar and fell into Chen Qingyuan's body.

The idea of ​​reincarnation, which contains a trace of vitality, takes root in the severely damaged foundation.

Chen Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes and moved his stiff fingers.

Soon, with the blessing of this trace of Taoism, the body was able to absorb a few strands of spiritual energy.

Wang Taohua caught the subtle change and was quite surprised: "How did you do that?"

In the current situation, Chen Qingyuan's foundation is like a barren desert, and that ray of Taoism is a seed symbolizing new life. It has sprouted in the desert and is very fragile. It may die at any time due to the ravages of the desert.

“The road ahead is long and requires more efforts.”

Chen Qingyuan exhaled, slowly stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff.

Then, he turned to look at Wang Taohua next to him and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Bring a pot of wine."

"Here, for you." Wang Taohua took out a pot of fine wine and handed it over.

After taking a big sip, Chen Qingyuan looked into the distance and said, "After drinking this pot of wine, let's go to Cangyuzhou."

"it is good!"

Hearing this, Wang Taohua was overjoyed. She imagined the scene of meeting the White-haired Empress and could not hide her excitement.