Tian Yuan

With the appearance of Tang Wan'er, the identity of Lao Huangniu was confirmed, and there was a burst of surprise in the hall.

"Why don't you transform yet?"

In the main hall, Tang Wan'er looked around for a long time and asked in confusion.

"I dare not act without the master's consent."

Although the old ox is a little stupid, at least it is loyal.

"Master is in seclusion. You cannot see him for the time being."

When Tang Wan'er said this, she felt particularly proud and proud in her heart, because the ancient god of war that the world admired was her own master.

"All right!"

Old Huangniu was slightly disappointed. It seemed that his search for a Taoist partner would have to be delayed for some time.

What happened next was simple. The old ox got an excellent place for cultivation in Qing Sect, which was not inferior to the residence of the inner sect elders. It was not the treatment a mount should have at all.

A group of elders from the Beast Taming Sect looked at this scene with envy.

The gap in this world is really too big.

An ordinary cow was transformed into a precious treasure. Who could bear this?

There's nothing we can do about it, it's just his good luck.

If Your Majesty is willing, my old bones are willing to become a mount. Not only will I not feel humiliated, but I will be proud of it, and my name will be recorded in the history books for all eternity.

Never before had the people of the Beast Taming Sect thought that one day they would envy the fate of a cow.

Of course, compared to the old workhorse, they envied Tang Wan'er more for being able to become Chen Qingyuan's apprentice. They remembered her appearance firmly and would strictly discipline the disciples in the sect after returning so as not to offend her.

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All the heavens and the worlds became inexplicably quiet.

Before this, various ancient relics emerged, with geniuses scrambling for them and heroes looking for opportunities.

Then, the appearance of Cang Yuzhou caused a stir.

The passage between Luoshenxu and Shenzhou is opened again, and the world is more prosperous and more mysterious.

In recent years, no major events have occurred in various places, and the situation is unusually peaceful.

To many people, this may be the calm before the storm. Storms are coming, and chaos is about to arrive.

Situ Lin left the osmanthus forest and walked in a sea of ​​stars somewhere. A string surrounding him, invisible to the naked eye, was gently plucked by an unknown force.

"The real battle for the top is coming."

Situ Lin turned his head and looked at a certain location. As soon as a thought came to his mind, hundreds of star plates engraved with the patterns of time appeared around his body. They were covered with extremely complex texts, containing unfathomable meanings.

Obviously, Situ Lin discovered something. His brows were slightly furrowed, his lips were slightly pursed, and his expression was solemn.

An indescribable feeling of oppression surged into the hearts of many monks. They always felt that something bad was about to happen, and they were anxious and uneasy.

Time flies, another five years.

After waiting for Chen Qingyuan to come out of retreat, the ninth princess of the Phoenix clan, Ji Lingyan, could only leave sadly. After all, she couldn't stay in Qingzong forever, as she had her own things to do.

On the other hand, the descendants who inherited the bloodline of Emperor Taiwei are said to have obtained a great opportunity in the Emperor’s Tomb in the East. Their strength has greatly increased and they are about to reach the realm of the Divine Bridge.

The Taiwei bloodline, whose name is Huang Xingyan, was originally a useless person. Later, under the guidance of Chen Qingyuan, he fused with a drop of the emperor's life blood and was reborn, becoming a peerless monster.

To this day, Huang Xingyan has not yet completed refining that drop of imperial blood.

Many powerful people wanted to follow Huang Xingyan, which was a gamble. Even if Huang Xingyan failed to reach the top of the other shore, he would definitely be one of the most powerful beings in the world.

However, Huang Xingyan likes to be alone and refuses others' requests to follow him.

Recently, he came to Qingzong.

He meets his good friend Wu Junyan. Both of them have a karmic relationship with Emperor Taiwei. They fought side by side a long time ago, experienced life and death, and have a deep relationship.

"It's a pity that I can't drink and chat with Brother Chen on this trip."

Huang Xingyan finally had time to come and visit, but unexpectedly he couldn't meet Chen Qingyuan, which made him feel very regretful.

In an elegant courtyard, Wu Junyan entertained his friends with a calm expression: "We will see each other again in the future, there is no need to rush."

"This time, besides visiting you, I also have something to tell you."

When it came to the serious matter, Huang Xingyan put down the teacup in his hand and said seriously.

"What's the matter?"

Wu Junyan looked at him and asked.

"Something has happened in the Emperor's Tomb, and I don't know why."

Even though this was the Qing Sect, the experienced Huang Xingyan was still a little cautious. With a wave of his hand, he set up many restrictions to prevent others from eavesdropping and causing unnecessary trouble.

"Oh?" Wu Junyan's face finally showed a change of emotion, and his tone became a little anxious: "What changes? Tell me in detail."

The Tomb of Emperor Taiwei is located in the East.

Many years ago, a huge storm was set off, which shocked the heavens and the worlds. Even the great men of the ancient times rushed there, hoping for a chance.

However, no matter what means people use, they can only touch the outer area of ​​the emperor's tomb.

In the outer area of ​​the tomb, there are a total of seventy-two ancient palaces, all surrounded by imperial patterns of supreme Taoism, carrying extremely powerful mysteries of the Tao.

Even the ancient kings of the past could gain huge benefits by entering the palace.

For example: the ancestor of the fire spirit in ancient times.

In addition, there are also extremely powerful people, the Sword God from the end of the ancient times more than 6 million years ago, who is from the same era as the white-haired girl.

"About ten years ago, I gained enlightenment in the emperor's tomb..."

Then, Huang Xingyan told everything that had happened to him without hiding anything.

As a descendant of Taiwei, Huang Xingyan had a subtle connection with the Dao patterns in the Emperor's Tomb. Suddenly one day, he discovered that some of the Emperor's patterns no longer operated according to the original specific trajectory, which was very strange.

Out of curiosity, Huang Xingyan stopped practicing and began to explore the reason.

After several explorations, we found some clues.

The changes in the imperial patterns in the tomb caused the seventy-two palaces to lose their previous stability. They began to expel monks from all sides, and even those who were destined to enter were unable to enter.

At first, this phenomenon was relatively rare, but after a few years, it became more and more obvious.

With the help of his own special bloodline, Huang Xingyan forced a peek at the fluctuations of the power of the imperial pattern and made a bold guess.

The tightly closed inner chamber of the emperor's tomb may be opened in a short time!

This matter was of great importance. Huang Xingyan was unsure of what to do alone, so he naturally wanted to discuss it with someone he could trust.

After figuring this out, there was a strange flash in Wu Junyan's eyes, and it seemed that he was shocked.

When it comes to Emperor Taiwei, there is no small matter.

If what Huang Xingyan said is true, the inner chamber of the emperor's tomb is about to be opened, and I wonder what kind of storm will be swept up.

"How sure are you of this speculation?"

Wu Junyan secretly practiced the meditation technique to control his emotions, his voice was low and hoarse, and his face was extremely serious.