Tian Yuan

The guy in front of me is indeed a cultivator at the fourth step of the Divine Bridge.

What's wrong with this world?

I am a quasi-emperor, but I have fallen to this point.

Is this an illusion or have I gone astray in my practice?

Zhao Jianghe stared at Chen Qingyuan who was so close to him, stunned, with a look of shock gradually appearing on his face.

It was unbelievable, and I questioned the authenticity of the person in front of me and even this territory.

How could someone at the fourth step of the Divine Bridge realm unleash such strength? It was too outrageous and unrealistic.

"You...are amazing."

After observing it many times and performing various secret methods, he did not see any trace of illusion. Zhao Jianghe took a deep breath and looked at Chen Qingyuan with extremely complicated eyes, suppressing the emotions that were about to burst out. His voice was low and hoarse, containing an amazement that could not be concealed.

Others' praise did not make Chen Qingyuan feel proud. He remained calm and said nothing.

If this person is really not a false illusion, then his future achievements are unimaginable!

Such astonishing combat power is rare in the long history.

Zhao Jianghe didn't know how many times he had practiced the meditation technique, but he finally calmed down and said in a calm tone, "Fellow Daoist Chen, can you talk to me about the current situation?"

"You cut off my chances, drank my wine, and now you want me to answer your questions."

Chen Qingyuan pretended to be displeased and said in a cold voice.

"I know I was wrong, and I will do my best to make up for it in the future."

Faintly feeling a hint of chill, Zhao Jianghe's old body trembled, and he pretended to be calm.

"Take it and see for yourself."

Chen Qingyuan threw out an ordinary jade slip, which recorded many important events that happened in the world.

Because the information came from Chen Qingyuan, his own deeds were naturally erased.

Therefore, it was completely impossible for Zhao Jianghe to learn about Chen Qingyuan's specific origins from this jade slip.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Zhao Jianghe quickly grabbed the jade slip and expressed his sincere gratitude.

"I have a few questions and I hope you can answer them truthfully."

It's time to talk business. Chen Qingyuan frowned slightly, his eyes were deep and sharp, like a sword that could penetrate everything in the world. His lips were gently pressed into a straight line, and he was intimidating without being angry. The aura of a superior that he exuded invisibly made people feel depressed and suffocated.

After exchanging a glance with Chen Qingyuan, Zhao Jianghe subconsciously lowered his eyebrows, as if sitting on pins and needles, and was extremely respectful: "I will never dare to hide anything I know."

"Where are you from?"

Chen Qingyuan placed his hands lightly on the table, interlaced his fingers, with a strong aura and a solemn expression.

Zhao Jianghe was short and dark-faced. He was obviously a top-notch master at the ninth step of the Divine Bridge, but he did not dare to look Chen Qingyuan in the eye for too long. He was like a pilgrim at the foot of a mountain, reverent and respectful: "I don't know the current situation, so it's hard for me to tell you a specific location. Please allow me to read the jade slip before answering your question."

"Yes." Chen Qingyuan nodded, picked up the glass of wine in front of him, savored it slowly, and waited patiently.

Not daring to waste time, Zhao Jianghe immediately separated a wisp of his spiritual consciousness and entered the jade slip that Chen Qingyuan had handed to him earlier.

In just half an incense stick of time, he had digested all the information on the jade slip.

Zhao Jianghe's face was filled with shock. He had never expected that this era would be so prosperous and fascinating. He raised his head carefully and glanced at Chen Qingyuan, who had an expressionless face. He thought to himself, "It's a pity that there is no record of Daoyou Chen's identity."

"I can roughly judge that he must have awakened in the Chaos Sea, not far from the Ruins of Fallen Gods."

After obtaining so much important information, Zhao Jianghe pieced together the scenes of the universe in his sea of ​​consciousness. His brows were furrowed and his tone was solemn.

Upon hearing this answer, Chen Qingyuan did not show any emotion. He was calm and composed, with his eyes like a dark cold pool. No one could tell what he was thinking, his mind was unfathomable.

A few years ago, Chen Qingyuan met He Xuan, the son of Qingyou Demon Emperor, and chatted with him for a few words. According to He Xuan, he also woke up in the Chaos Sea near Luoshen Ruins.

It seems that the place located in the Chaos Sea hides a big secret!

"Do you know why you are still alive?"

Chen Qingyuan stared at Zhao Jianghe intently and asked again in a cold voice.

"I don't know." Zhao Jianghe looked serious and shook his head slightly.

"Do you know who is controlling you?"

Chen Qingyuan continued to ask.

"I don't know."

Zhao Jianghe still shook his head.

Chen Qingyuan: "Can you feel anything abnormal in your body?"

Zhao Jianghe: “No.”

He looked confused and didn't know anything when asked.

"Then what do you know?" Chen Qingyuan felt a little helpless.

"I know I have to work hard to find opportunities in the future to apologize to my fellow Taoist."

Perhaps out of the desire to live and the awe of Chen Qingyuan, Zhao Jianghe said this very seriously, as if it had become his only goal for the rest of his life, and he was extremely determined.

"..."

Chen Qingyuan, who was originally in a depressed mood, suddenly felt embarrassed to blame after hearing this. His lips opened and closed slightly, not knowing what to say, and chose to remain silent.

"There must be an unknown existence that uses me as a pawn to hurt fellow Taoists."

Zhao Jianghe once again stated that he was innocent.

"The next time you are manipulated, I will be in danger."

Chen Qingyuan pretended to be worried.

Fearing that he would be suppressed by Chen Qingyuan, Zhao Jianghe gritted his teeth and made a choice: "Daoyou, please rest assured, this situation will never happen."

"What guarantee do you have?"

Chen Qingyuan questioned.

"This is a wisp of my soul. If my consciousness changes, you can detect it immediately and take corresponding countermeasures."

Although a wisp of spirit could not directly threaten Zhao Jianghe's life, it would not be difficult to injure him with it. This move was obviously made with great sincerity, and he did not want to be an enemy of Chen Qingyuan.

"Okay." Chen Qingyuan took away the other party's soul, and now he could really rest assured.

Zhao Jianghe comforted himself, even if Chen Qingyuan didn't get this ray of soul, he could still easily suppress him. So, this was not a stupid act, but rather a smart one.

For the next half hour, the two chatted about some irrelevant topics.

Through Chen Qingyuan's narration, Zhao Jianghe had a clearer understanding of contemporary affairs. He listened with fascination, often showing a look of surprise and sighing with emotion.

Zhao Jianghe talked about some important events of his time. Although it was not useful information, Chen Qingyuan still listened patiently, just for fun.

"Excuse me for asking, what is the origin of Fellow Daoist Chen?"

After some conversation, the two got along well, and Zhao Jianghe couldn't help but ask questions.

"I don't have much background, I'm just a casual cultivator."

Chen Qingyuan's expression did not change as he talked nonsense.

"A casual cultivator!" Zhao Jianghe was shocked: "A casual cultivator has achieved such success, fellow Daoist is really amazing."