Tian Yuan

The dignity of the emperor must not be trampled upon.

Other kings are willing to give face to the ancient clan and not care about many things, but Emperor Taiwei would not do that.

If you don't obey, you will be killed!

I will kill you until you are terrified and behave yourself according to the rules.

Killing one ancient clan could be considered luck, but killing two could be considered strength.

As for the fact that six ancient clans with strong foundations were destroyed in one breath and the remaining ancient clans were damaged one after another, this cannot be summarized by the word "strength".

With absolute dominance, any uneasy factors can be wiped out with a wave of the hand.

The ancient tribe pledged allegiance and prostrated themselves before the king.

All races respect him and regard him as a god.

During the reign of Emperor Taiwei, order was stable, all races were in balance, and fighting and killing rarely occurred. If you encountered injustice, you could go to the nearby law enforcement office and make your case clearly, and a strong person would handle it impartially.

Among the heroes of today, who doesn’t know that a drop of Taiwei Emperor’s essential blood flows in Huang Xingyan’s body?

Some independent cultivators, demons, and monsters all dared to kill Huang Xingyan.

In contrast, the people of the ancient clan were hesitant and had too many concerns, fearing that something might go wrong and bring disaster to their own clan.

There is a kind of fear that will not dissipate even after more than a million years. It is imprinted deep in the soul and will never be erased.

"Lord Long, do you want to pay tribute to our ancestors?"

Looking at the countless dragon bones in the pit, an elder suggested in a low voice.

"What a bullshit memorial service." Lao Hei refused sternly.

"After all, he is our ancestor, so it should be so."

The elder said again.

"It has nothing to do with me." Lao Hei looked indifferent.

Since their own Dragon King had said so, the elders smiled bitterly and did not insist any further.

"I will go down and take a look."

Even if we don't hold a memorial ceremony, we still have to go deep into the dragon burial pit to see if we can find some luck.

The main tomb was opened and countless monks flocked in.

In a prosperous era, opportunity is crucial and can even change one's destiny.

The East has become more lively.

Buddhism needs to maintain order in various places, and the pressure is doubled.

......

Beihuang, Qingzong.

A closed secret room, full of spiritual charm.

Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the void, with fragments of mysterious laws floating around him. A small crack appeared between his eyebrows, absorbing the precious spiritual energy.

The four precious medicines have been refined and entered the body.

The vision of the evil eye diagram appeared and disappeared from time to time. The cracks on it seemed to have disappeared.

From this we can see that Chen Qingyuan's process of repairing his foundation is going smoothly.

According to the current situation, it will take at least ten years before it can be completely repaired.

During such a critical period, Chen Qingyuan was not in a hurry. He took steady steps to ensure that no mistakes were made.

"Woo——"

With the nourishment of the power of the precious medicine, the foundation of the ruins that had been damaged slowly came to life. The evil eye diagram would occasionally tremble, making a whimpering sound like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.

......

Cangyuzhou, the ancient land of the dead.

There is a figure walking in this ancient forbidden area, unhindered and free to move.

She was wearing a light blue tube top dress, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her eyes were like autumn water.

She has a stunning face and fair skin.

There was a hint of chill in her eyes, and her temperament was cold, like a solitary lotus growing on top of a snowy mountain, untouched by worldly concerns, making people dare not look directly at her.

Her long hair was snow-white and tied with a straw rope. A few strands of hair secretly broke free and danced happily.

White-haired girl, Zhi Xi.

The peerless empress at the end of the ancient times created the supreme existence of three emperors.

For many years, the white-haired woman has been staying in the ancient land of the dead, but has not been able to find what she wants.

Today, she is ready to come out.

"clang--"

Walking slowly from the depths of the forbidden area, there were many ancient laws blocking her along the way, trying to keep the white-haired girl forever and not allow her to leave.

However, how could the white-haired woman compromise? She lightly tapped her toes, and thousands of laws burst out, breaking through the invisible obstacles.

There was a new obstacle in the way. Suddenly, a thick fog arose, covering every corner of the restricted area.

The white-haired woman just glanced over and forcibly opened up a path to the outside world.

The thick fog containing terrifying laws could not stop the white-haired woman from moving forward.

Invisibly, countless giant hands emerged from the depths of the restricted area and grabbed the white-haired woman, wanting her to sink there and be eroded by the special rules of the restricted area, becoming something that was neither human nor ghost, and could only survive by hiding in dark corners.

"Disperse."

As soon as a word is spoken, the law follows.

The cold tone contained great divine authority and would not tolerate any disobedience.

"Whoops——"

The giant hands of the laws that were stretched out shattered in an instant, and could not even touch the corner of the white-haired woman's clothes, let alone keep her in the restricted area.

A strong wind suddenly arose, and it actually dispersed the strange thick fog that was enough to swallow countless lives in the world.

The road ahead is broad and there are no more obstacles.

The white-haired woman walked out of the ancient land of the dead safely, her long hair fluttering in the wind and her fairy-like charm.

Step by step into the starry sky, the figure disappeared.

Even if the white-haired girl passed by some monks, those people could not see her face. The two sides seemed to be in different spatial dimensions, like two parallel lines. No matter how much time passed or how far they extended, they would never intersect.

Many days later, the white-haired woman appeared in the Northern Wilderness.

Did she come to Beihuang to look for Chen Qingyuan?

it's not true.

Her real purpose is the Jinxue restricted area.

To be more precise, it was the woman in red who was trapped in the restricted area, An Xiruo.

The endless falling snow could not drive back the white-haired woman who came from the sky. The turbulent ancient laws could not hurt her in the slightest.

The Immortal Bone Forbidden Zone, which is feared by the world to the extreme, is nothing to the white-haired girl. She strolls leisurely and goes deep into it.

Passing through ice-carved jade trees and crossing numerous mountains and rivers.

Appearing in the deepest part of the Jinxue restricted area is the Tianyuan area.

The arrival of the white-haired girl surprised the girl in red who was trapped there.

An Xiruo was in the center of the endless ice field, surrounded by jade trees. Her movements were restricted and she could not touch anything, otherwise she would be hurt by the rules of the restricted area.

The white-haired woman is an exception. She stands on the top of the jade tree, as free and easy as the wind, floating in the air as if she is isolated from the world.

"kick"

Falling from the sky to the ice field, the white-haired woman and An Xiruo were close to each other, their eyes met, and the atmosphere was weird.

After a moment, An Xiruo took a few steps forward, bowed and said, "Senior."

The two girls had met once before and were not strangers.

The white-haired woman nodded slightly in response.

"The situation is special. I'm sorry I can't entertain you properly."

An Xiruo was still wearing red, her red lips slightly parted, her voice ethereal and pleasant.

"No problem." The white-haired woman said coldly, "Come and take a look at you."

During the battle in the restricted area, the white-haired woman sensed something and even used the black stone to protect him, but she was too far away to help much. Fortunately, Emperor Taiwei protected him and stabilized the situation, so that no bad consequences occurred.

"Thank you for your concern, I am flattered."

An Xiruo bowed again to express her gratitude.

"Eat it." The white-haired woman casually took out a pill that was overflowing with thousands of rays of light. It was a top-grade ninth-level item and an extremely rare healing holy object in the world.

With a flick of the finger, the pill flew in front of An Xiruo, and the soft Taoist light made people feel very comfortable.

An Xieruo hesitated for a moment. It was not because she felt there was something wrong with the pill, but because she felt embarrassed because it was a bit precious.

However, after looking at the white-haired girl, An Xieruo accepted the kindness and swallowed the pill.

Then, he began to circulate his mysterious energy to refine the elixir.

The white-haired woman waited quietly without making any noise to disturb him.

After half an hour, An Xiruo had completely absorbed the power of the elixir, and the injuries she had suffered previously due to the rules of the forbidden area were basically healed, with no hidden dangers left.

"Thank you, senior."

An Xieruo slowly opened her eyes, with complicated thoughts, and thanked sincerely.

"Live well, and one day you will be able to escape."

The white-haired girl admires An Xiruo very much, and with the addition of Chen Qingyuan, she will naturally take better care of her.

"I hope so!" An Xiruo didn't hold out much hope, so she changed the subject and asked, "Senior, is Chen Qingyuan okay?"

Ever since the battle in the restricted area ended, An Xieruo had no idea about Chen Qingyuan's situation and was worried every moment.

Due to the blockade of the ancient forbidden area, I can no longer know what's happening in the outside world like before, and I am tortured by endless loneliness and longing.

"Not bad." The white-haired woman replied: "He is trying to recover, so he shouldn't fail."

The white-haired woman knew very well about Chen Qingyuan's situation.

"As long as he's fine."

Knowing this, the worry in An Xiruo's eyes dissipated for the most part, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth. She began to look forward to the future and was glad that she and Chen Qingyuan would have the chance to see each other again.

"I'll give you something."

As she spoke, the white-haired woman suddenly took out a skull from somewhere.

The skull exudes a gloomy and terrifying aura, and he must have been an extraordinary person when he was alive.

An Xieruo stared at the skull, her red lips tightly pursed, not knowing what to say.

"Putting this thing here can relieve your stress."

The skull was once something from an ancient forbidden zone, but was later wiped out by the white-haired woman, who broke the skeleton's head with a slap, and it seemed to be of some use, so she put it in her pocket.

If you keep the skull by your side, it can more or less resist the erosion of ancient laws.

Although An Xiruo could bear this pain, it was naturally a good thing to reduce the pressure, so she gladly accepted it: "Thank you for your kindness, senior."

Then, the skull floated in front of An Xiruo, emitting a chill from time to time, as if it came from the underworld, and was particularly chilling.

The strange thing is that An Xieruo felt quite comfortable, which was much better than the turbulent rules of the restricted area.

"I am leaving."

The white-haired woman's style of doing things is very decisive and straightforward. Once the job is done, there is no need to stay for long.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the white-haired woman take a step into the air, step on the crystal clear jade tree, turn into a stream of light, and leave, relaxed and comfortable, not affected by anything.

Looking at the back of the white-haired woman, An Xiruo yearned for freedom even more. Of course, she wanted to see Chen Qingyuan even more.

"I'm sure we'll see each other again."

An Xiruo was looking forward to it, her eyes full of longing. This was the only motivation for her to insist on living.