Tian Yuan

Only a few people knew about Chen Qingyuan's return, and tried not to cause too much commotion.

After coming back, he met with Lin Changsheng and talked about some things.

Chen Qingyuan knew clearly about the current situation of his disciples.

Lin Changsheng told everyone about the sect's recent situation without reservation.

During the conversation, Chen Qingyuan learned that Lao Hei had come here some time ago. He was quite surprised: "What did he come for?"

Lin Changsheng replied: "I heard that you accepted a disciple, so I came to take a look."

Chen Qingyuan asked: "Where is he now?"

"I think he went to Daoyi Academy."

The two sat face to face, brewing tea and talking.

"Yeah." Chen Qingyuan nodded slightly.

The two brothers talked for two hours and then went on with their own business.

Concerning the Zijun Sword of the Shangqi Emperor Clan, Lin Changsheng had explained it clearly to Chen Qingyuan when they met last time.

For the time being, it seems that Chen Qingyuan will not go to the Shangqi Emperor Clan. He does not have enough strength to take the sword. He can only breach the contract and wait for a good opportunity tomorrow.

After returning to the sect, Yan Ze announced that he would go into seclusion and set up barriers in various places in the cave to prevent him from being disturbed by the outside world.

The seclusion can not only allow him to study the soul-calming bottle he got by accident, but also get rid of the trouble with Chen Qingyuan and enjoy a peaceful life.

"It's quite comfortable to be alone."

Yan Ze lay in the rocking chair with his eyes closed. He felt quiet and comfortable.

Although Yan Ze likes cooking, he can't bear to cook every day!

During these years away from home, I rarely have time to rest.

The barrier set up during this retreat was most likely to stop Chen Qingyuan.

Of course, if Chen Qingyuan encountered a life-and-death crisis, he could crush a special token given to him by Yan Ze before he went into seclusion. He would be sensed at the first moment and would appear to protect him as quickly as possible.

......

In the pavilion courtyard built on the edge of the cliff, Nangong Ge and Chen Qingyuan were drinking tea and chatting.

There was also a box of pastries on the table, which were naturally made by Yan Ze.

Two days before the closed-door retreat, a large amount of food was specially prepared and handed to Chen Qingyuan personally, so that he could have a taste if he was hungry.

"It has to be you!"

It has to be said that Yan Ze was too good to Chen Qingyuan, even Nangong Ge was a little envious.

"Hurry up and recover. When you are well, calculate the location of the Nine Tribulations Soul Tree for me."

Chen Qingyuan looks useless, but his ability to command people remains the same as before.

"There's no need to rush." ​​Nangong Ge said, "Since we haven't figured out the result before, it proves that the time is not right yet."

"My life is in your hands now, so you can do whatever you want!"

Facing the sea of ​​clouds and leaning on a stool, Chen Qingyuan had a lazy look on his face, his tone was soft, and he looked listless.

Nangong Ge took a sip of tea, smiled without saying anything, then turned his head and looked into the distance.

In the next few years, Nangong Ge lived in Chen Qingyuan's mansion and found a spacious and secluded room. He condensed several barriers, meditated, regulated his breathing, and calmed his mind.

During this period, Chen Qingyuan was not idle. He met with his disciples several times and gave them guidance on their cultivation.

The eldest disciple, Zhu Wulang, chose the path of archery.

The second disciple, Tang Wan'er, practices swordsmanship. Although her talent is not top-notch, she has a good character and will definitely achieve something in the future.

The young disciple Yun Qingmo, who is the oldest and has the highest level of cultivation, often regrets what he did in the past. He was shortsighted and did not kowtow to his master in time, thus missing out on a good opportunity. Otherwise, he would have become a true disciple long ago.

Over the years, Chen Qingyuan's hair turned a few strands whiter and the wrinkles on his face were clearly visible.

I am getting very old and don’t have much time left.

Although he had a treasure on him, Chen Qingyuan still did not refine it directly.

The best result is to obtain the Nine Tribulations Soul Wood.

It is such a waste to consume the supreme immortal wine so easily.

......

On this day, Lao Hei escaped from Daoyi Academy alive.

There were no wounds on his body, he was intact, but he felt very aggrieved inside and couldn't vent his anger.

On the way back, Lao Hei received a message from Chen Qingyuan. He was immediately delighted and immediately ordered people to change the direction of travel and rush to Qingzong again.

The tribe elders were unaware of the situation and asked the reason, but Lao Hei looked very cold and refused to explain.

When he arrived at Qing Sect again, Lao Hei rushed in anxiously. As for the elders who accompanied him, they waited outside the sect.

According to Lao Hei, don't go in and cause trouble, just stay where you are and don't run around.

Although the elders felt helpless about the orders given by their own Dragon Lord, they dared not disobey.

With ease, we reached the elegant courtyard.

Lao Hei and Chen Qingyuan met, looked into each other's eyes, and shouted in joy and excitement: "Brother, it's been a long time since we last met!"

As he spoke, Lao Hei strode over and wanted to hug Chen Qingyuan.

Chen Qingyuan acted decisively and dodged in disgust.

Seeing this, the smile on Lao Hei's face froze, but he quickly adjusted his mood, and the joy contained in his words did not diminish: "Your current situation does not seem to be very good, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I will be polite if I can help you."

Chen Qingyuan never exchanges politeness with his brothers.

"Do you want me to bleed a few pounds?"

The look in Lao Hei's eyes when he said this was sincere and he was not joking.

True dragon blood, under heaven

"Goodbye, I'm of no use for the time being."

If drinking the dragon's blood was effective, Chen Qingyuan would have walked over with a knife in his hand without waiting for Lao Hei to speak.

"Oh, what a pity."

When Lao Hei heard that his blood had no effect, he looked regretful and unhappy.

"What progress have you made with the Princess?"

Chen Qingyuan asked curiously.

"Same old." Lao Hei replied without hesitation.

The eldest princess they were talking about was born in the Lihai Dragon Clan and was known as a genius. Lao Hei fell in love with her at first sight many years ago.

Later, Lao Hei became the Dragon King, and the eldest princess took charge of many affairs of the dragon clan, doing everything herself, thus making Lao Hei a hands-off boss who did not have to face all the troubles in daily life.

"Hasn't it come to fruition yet?"

Chen Qingyuan's eyelids twitched, very surprised.

"Uh, no."

Lao Hei scratched his head and smiled innocently.

"......" After holding it in for a long time, Chen Qingyuan said admiringly: "You are really amazing."

"It's not the right time yet." Lao Hei made an excuse for himself.

"Bullshit!" Chen Qingyuan saw through Lao Hei's true nature at a glance: "You just like this kind of ambiguous feeling that can't be explained."

"Nonsense." Lao Hei turned his head away, not daring to look at Chen Qingyuan, and hurriedly denied it.

"You know whether it's nonsense or not." Chen Qingyuan said coldly, "The eldest prince has been working hard without complaint, you have to give him a reputation!"

"When you are well again, you will preside over my marriage with the princess and be a witness."

After careful consideration, Lao Hei felt that what Chen Qingyuan said made sense and was serious.