Tian Yuan

In the depths of the mountain forest, there is an open space with a diameter of about a kilometer, on which a broken magic circle is arranged.

There is a cloud of white mist at the top of the magic circle, and the strong wind cannot blow it away.

In the center of the interior, there is a gossip map full of cracks.

Outside the formation, more than a dozen people are studying carefully, trying to open a gap to obtain the treasures in the formation.

"Colorful glazed lanterns."

A treasure that can nourish the soul, an auxiliary thing for retreat and practice, is very precious.

This formation has existed for many years, the formation pattern is damaged, and the foundation of the formation is decayed.

Everyone is trying to break the formation, so as to get the glazed lamp and some high-quality elixir inside.

In the distance, Chen Qingyuan glanced over and whispered: "Don't go there, there is no need to ask for trouble."

More than a dozen people in the formation department wore uniform costumes and came from the same camp.

It's not worth it to start a dispute over a mere Lingbao.

Furthermore, they found this formation first, so Chen Qingyuan had no reason to fight for it.

Just as Chen Qingyuan was about to leave, he suddenly sensed a strong aura, subconsciously took a defensive posture, and frowned.

After a few breaths, a strong sword intent covered the area.

boom--

A flash of sword light flashed and landed on the damaged formation.

The ground shook and the mountains shook, and a gust of wind blew up, which made the dense branches and leaves rustle.

The sword light flashed, and a ten-foot-long crack appeared somewhere in the formation.

"Who?"

The dozen or so people outside the formation looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, and with their joint efforts, they formed a protective barrier to block the remaining power of the sword, and scanned their surroundings with vigilant and apprehensive eyes.

"It's good, I'll take it."

A young man dressed in blue cloth appeared, with uncleaned stubble on his bronzed cheeks, a pair of deep eyes hiding a lot of thoughts, and slightly messy hair dancing in the wind.

The young man passed through the crack in the formation at an extremely fast speed, and took away the colorful glazed lamp inside.

Maybe because he didn't care, maybe because he didn't want to get blood on his hands today, the young man just took away the glazed lamp, and the many elixir in the formation remained untouched.

"Who are you?"

Everyone stared at the young man with extreme fear.

"Su Xingyun."

The young man smiled lightly and replied.

wow——

As soon as the name came out, more than a dozen people all took half a step back in unison, with terrified expressions on their faces.

They are from the Southern Region. Although they have never seen the evildoers in Dizhou before, they have bought a lot of books and have a better understanding of the younger generation in Dizhou.

"Are you Su Xingyun from Penglai Villa?"

A certain monk in the Southern Territory swallowed his saliva and asked with a slightly panicked expression.

The young man smiled but didn't answer, maybe he acquiesced.

The monks turned their heads to glance at the remaining sword marks on the formation, and then glanced at Su Xingyun who was standing in the void. They didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, and only hoped that Su Xingyun could leave as soon as possible.

Among the 36 top sects in the Imperial State, Penglai Villa is among them.

As we all know, the strongest young generation in Penglai Villa is not Sheng Zi, but Su Xingyun.

This person is a complete lunatic, and no one can figure out his temper.

Maybe today he drinks and chats with you and talks about everything, but tomorrow he will attack you inexplicably, and he will never stop dying.

Sometimes, he would go to the mortal country to treat suffering creatures, and he liked to hear others praise him as a good person.

Sometimes, when he encounters something that doesn't go his way, he will start a killing spree, excluding men, women, old and young.

For this reason, Penglai Villa repeatedly wanted to expel this person from the sect, or abolish his cultivation.Thanks to the protection of his master, Su Xingyun escaped many times.

After taking away the colorful glazed lamp, Su Xingyun was not interested in these monks in the Southern Region, but turned his head to look at the direction where Chen Qingyuan was.

The distance between the two places is very far, and Chen Qingyuan used a secret method, and those monks in the southern region couldn't find it at all.

However, Su Xingyun noticed that someone was nearby, which was very extraordinary.

"He found us."

Chen Qingyuan said to Monk Daochen.

"This person is very strong."

Monk Daochen said with a serious face.

"The evildoer of the Dizhou, don't underestimate it."

In Chen Qingyuan's memory, Dao Chen never smiled, just like a wooden board.

"If he dares to be unfavorable to Master Chen, the monk can save him."

Dao Chen clasped his hands together and said softly.

Chen Qingyuan shuddered when he heard this.

Daochen is the number one Buddhist disciple of the Eastern Land Buddhism, and among his peers, no one can compete with him.Don't look at him being solemn and serious on weekdays, who knows how terrifying it will be if he really wants to make a move.

After all, the old monk of Dongtu dared to let Daochen come to Dizhou across countless star fields alone, which must have extremely high confidence in Daochen's strength.

The old monk let Daochen enter the world for two things, to protect Chen Qingyuan, and to let Daochen understand the world of mortals.

As the leader of the Eastern Buddhist Sect, the old monk is well aware of the horror of the evil spirits in the Dizhou.However, the old monk still sent Dao Chen over, which is enough to explain a lot of things.

"Let's go!"

Chen Qingyuan made a point.

"Ah."

Dao Chen nodded slightly.

The two headed south for about a quarter of an hour.

At the same time, the two stopped in their tracks, with a serious look in their eyes.

"Come out!"

Chen Qingyuan looked at a giant tree in the distance, and said in a cold voice.

rustle...

Su Xingyun stretched out a hand to push away a pile of leaves, then moved his body, stood on a thick tree trunk, and looked at Chen Qingyuan and others.

Su Xingyun has no interest in Chen Qingyuan for the time being, because he doesn't know him.His gaze has been fixed on Monk Daochen, sizing him up from top to bottom, unscrupulous.

There are many Tianjiao in the Northern Wilderness. Although Chen Qingyuan is one of the ten heroes, his fame has not yet spread to the ears of various forces in the Imperial State.

Daochen and Shang are different, he alone represents the will of Dongtu, and it is difficult not to attract the attention of the world.

"Monk, what's your name?"

Su Xingyun asked.

"Dao Chen."

Out of politeness, Monk Daochen was silent for a while before giving an answer.

"Dongtu has not participated in the Hundred Meridians Feast many times, why this time?"

Su Xingyun's temperament is very direct, and he expresses his inner doubts.

"No comment."

Dao Chen's tone was very flat.

"It is said that you are a Buddhist disciple of the Eastern Land Buddhism, so you must be very strong. Do you want to compete with me?"

All the forces in Dizhou want to understand the intention of Dongtu Buddhism, so before the opening of the Hundred Meridians Feast, they sent voice transmissions to their juniors, so that the younger generations must pay more attention to Dongtu Buddhists and try to find out something Come.

Su Xingyun has always been very unhappy with the senior management of Penglai Villa, and originally did not intend to obey orders.However, after the master spoke, Su Xingyun remembered this matter in his heart.

In such a huge sect, Su Xingyun only trusts and respects Master.

Unexpectedly, just after stepping into the ancient secret realm, he met Dongtu Buddha, which made Su Xingyun a little excited.