Tian Yuan

This area of ​​the Chaos Sea has expanded many times, enough to accommodate hundreds of stars. Therefore, although there are tens of thousands of practitioners here, it is not crowded at all.

Some people with weaker cultivation hid in the back and looked into the distance. They saw many great figures who only existed in legends. Their hearts beat violently, their eyes widened, and they were extremely excited.

"call out--"

Many figures cut through the sky and shuttled to the front, attracting the attention of many people. They were curious about who came and dared to be so high-profile.

"Your Majesty, Palace Master Lihua..."

The great cultivator who had a little knowledge recognized the identities and origins of this group of people. He was so surprised that his body trembled involuntarily.

"The abbot of the Buddhist sect, this person is here!"

Suddenly, Buddha's light poured in from outside the passage, and an old monk wearing a simple cassock and cloth shoes, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, strode over with a solemn expression.

"The ruler of the Zilian Dynasty."

A middle-aged man in purple brocade clothes appeared here, flying in the air. Behind him followed two elders. Although they were quite powerful, they looked nervous and behaved very carefully, fearing that they would offend the big guys from all over the world.

If these big shots cause trouble in Luoshenxu and empty the Zilian Dynasty's finances, they will not be able to calm the situation.

"I have no regrets in this life as I have been able to meet so many great beings."

Many practitioners stood at the back, looking up, their faces filled with awe and a hint of envy that was hard to hide. How wonderful it would be if they could stand at the top one day.

These big guys who are high and mighty in the eyes of the world are now looking in the same direction with eyes full of respect and even piety.

Within the barrier, Chen Qingyuan turned his back to the common people and slowly walked into the depths of the red continent.

Today, he is wearing a crimson robe, with his long hair tied up in a crown, looking very heroic.

"What is the specific situation?"

Wu Junyan stared deeply at Chen Qingyuan's back as he walked away, then walked up to Nangong Ge and asked.

We are old friends, there is no need to be polite.

"Use Yiyi as bait to lure Brother Chen into a deadly trap."

Nangong Ge had a blank expression on his face, and explained the core of the matter in one sentence.

These words were not transmitted or hidden; the big guys in the front heard them very clearly. A strange look flashed in their eyes, and they remained silent, as if thinking about something.

"Is there any way to break the impasse?"

After pondering for a while, Wu Junyan asked again.

"He can only rely on himself."

It’s not that Nangong Ge hadn’t thought of a solution, but unfortunately it didn’t work. He shook his head slightly with a flat tone.

The existence on the other side specially set up a killing trap for Chen Qingyuan. How can ordinary people in the world interfere?

The heroes from all walks of life looked at Chen Qingyuan's figure with heavy hearts, deep in thought and silent.

Many people hope that Chen Qingyuan will die in there, but they can only think about it in their hearts and cannot say it out loud.

Who is the one who plotted to kill Chen Qingyuan?

This question lingers in the minds of many powerful people.

Even the major ancient clans are not aware of those taboos and secrets, let alone other people.

When something happens to one person, the whole world is shocked.

This incident made the world truly realize what a terrifying background is.

"Om-"

A ray of Buddha's light came from outside, spreading in the sky, accompanied by a burst of Buddhist music that echoed endlessly.

A Buddhist in a light yellow cassock came slowly and solemnly. A fat monk stood beside him, with a stronger Buddhist power and strength that was impossible to see through.

"Amitabha, there are so many donors gathered here!"

The fat monk took a quick look and sighed softly.

Many powerful aura waves came towards him. The fat monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Logically speaking, this matter has nothing to do with the fat monk.

However, after hearing many rumors, I learned that Chen Yiyi was the biological daughter of Buddha. My interest increased greatly, so how could I not pay attention to her?

The fat monk followed the Buddhist like a dog-skin plaster, insisting on joining in the fun. He was very curious about how a monk who broke the precepts of chastity and gave birth to a daughter could obtain the acquired bodhi mind and be respected and praised by countless ordinary people.

The more you understand Buddha, the more you will be drawn into it.

Over the years, the fat monk has been subtly influenced by the Buddha, and whenever he encounters suffering beings in the world, his first thought is not to seduce them, but to rescue them.

So what if he is half Buddha? He still has a gossipy heart.

"The Buddha is coming!"

For a time, there was a huge buzz of people.

Many people knew that Fuzi was Chen Yiyi's biological father. For this reason, the Buddhist sect was often verbally attacked during that period, and was under great pressure.

Fortunately, Buddhism withstood the pressure, did not expel the Buddhists, and their status remained unchanged.

"Chen Qingyuan, can you come out alive?"

High up, the fat monk's gaze passed through the thick and solid barrier and fell on Chen Qingyuan, full of curiosity.

"Such an important planning place is used as Chen Qingyuan's burial place. How willing it is to do so!"

There is a very important thing that is unknown to the world. The fat monk woke up in this place, and then was guided by an invisible force to find Chen Qingyuan, and had a battle with him, but was defeated and fled.

After all, he was a half-Buddha of a certain era, with one foot halfway into the other shore. The fat monk could guess what the function of this ancient relic was, so he was particularly surprised.

A testing ground for seeking immortality is used to deal with Chen Qingyuan, which is a big deal.

"I am Xuankong, may I know the name of this master?"

The old monk couldn't see through the fat monk's background and his level of Buddhist knowledge, so he took a few steps forward, put his hands together, bowed and asked.

"Jingyuan."

The fat monk returned the greeting with a smile.

After searching his sea of ​​consciousness, the old monk did not find any information about the monk 'Jingyuan'. He guessed that he was a hidden great man who had just appeared recently.

The world is so big and there are so many powerful people. It is normal to have a few hidden masters. There is no need to explore them in depth.

Little did people know that the fat monk was a great and powerful person in ancient times, and he almost became the orthodox Buddha of Buddhism.

"clang!"

The Buddhist disciple walked straight to the barrier, pressed it with one palm, and continued to apply force, making a sharp sound like the collision of iron.

No matter how much pressure the Buddhist disciples put on it, the barrier remained unchanged, intact, without even the slightest shake.

"We tried many times, but couldn't open it."

The Sword Immortal Chang Geng looked at the Buddhist disciple and explained the situation.

The Buddhist disciple tilted his head and looked at the Sword Immortal, then paused slightly as he pushed his hand towards the barrier. Even the Sword Immortal couldn't break the barrier, so there was no chance for him to do so. He had to give up and retract his hand.

"Let him face it alone?"

Turning his head again, the Buddhist stared at Chen Qingyuan's gradually blurred back, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart, and murmured.

In a trance, many past experiences emerged before his eyes. He hated his own incompetence more and more. He left all the problems to Chen Qingyuan to deal with, but he could do nothing.