Tian Yuan

Chen Qingyuan's mood stabilized after that, he turned his head and looked at Song Ningyan, and asked with concern: "Junior Sister Song, are you not injured?"

"I am fine."

The sudden concern caused Song Ningyan's expression to change slightly.

Probably because of the impact of the experience just now, Chen Qingyuan became a little melancholy at the moment.

"That's good."

Chen Qingyuan's consciousness is still in a state of blending reality and the past, and it will take some time to recover.

Although she was puzzled in her heart, Song Ningyan didn't ask any more questions, and stood on the side quietly looking at Chen Qingyuan.

More and more people were thrown out of the palace, they talked about the situation they encountered during this trip, of course they covered up the opportunities they got.

Listening to everyone's remarks, some of the Tianjiao met Xiaoling and encountered various tribulations.

"I guessed right, what happened in the hall was indeed an assessment."

Chen Qingyuan asked Song Ningyan if she had a similar situation, Song Ningyan nodded and described it.

"Brother, you looked weird just now, what happened?"

Seeing Chen Qingyuan's condition gradually normal, Song Ningyan asked.

"It's nothing."

Chen Qingyuan didn't know how to describe the fact that his consciousness had entered the stele, and pondered.

Perhaps, this is the fate between me and this mighty man!

It's not good to say it.

Some people got the opportunity, and naturally some people returned empty-handed, full of regret.

"Wow—"

A gust of wind blew out from the hall, and someone was driven out again.

This person is Su Xingyun from Penglai Villa.

"Senior Brother Su, have you obtained the power inheritance?"

Feng Lai took a few steps forward, saluted, and asked via voice transmission.

"No." Su Xingyun replied coldly, passed Feng Lai directly, and walked straight to Chen Qingyuan.

Su Xingyun was very curious about Chen Qingyuan.

Firstly, why did the Buddhist disciples of Dongtu follow Chen Qingyuan?

Secondly, Chen Qingyuan's own strength does not seem to be weak, and there is a sense of danger.

Among her peers, there are not many people who can make Su Xingyun feel dangerous, and it can even be said that there are only a handful of them.

"Come out so early, what's the gain?"

Su Xingyun and Chen Qingyuan looked at each other with sharp eyes, and asked directly.

"What's with you?"

Chen Qingyuan said solemnly.

"Curiosity." Su Xingyun didn't get angry, and chuckled lightly: "A mysterious person like you is not common in the Imperial State."

"I've only seen a few lunatics like you in my life."

Chen Qingyuan did not fall behind.

The two looked at each other, their eyes seemed to spark.

"Bored, do you want to drink?"

After a stalemate for a long time, the corner of Su Xingyun's mouth twitched.

"drink."

It's free, you don't drink for nothing.

Song Ningyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if there was a fight, she would definitely advance and retreat with Chen Qingyuan.

Feng Lai, who was watching the show, really wanted to find an opportunity to teach Chen Qingyuan a lesson, and looked forward to the war between the two sides.However, things did not develop as Feng Lai expected.

Not only did Chen Qingyuan and Su Xingyun not fight, but they also became interested and sat together to taste wine.

Everyone looked at this scene with suspicion, not knowing why.

The two were fighting each other just now, why did they drink like friends in a blink of an eye?

Do not understand.

Except for the two parties involved, no one else could understand it at all.

friend?

Not really.

enemy?

Not yet.

It can only be said that we all want to know each other, just an interest.

Whether the two sides will become enemies or friends in the future is unknown.

There were hundreds of people standing outside the hall, but Chen Qingyuan didn't see Monk Daochen, so he was a little worried.

In the depths of the ancient temple, there is a closed stone room.

There is a stone platform in front of it, and a jade slip is suspended above it, which has existed for a long time.

Monk Daochen stood at the bottom of the stone platform, looking up at the jade slips with a calm expression on his face.

"Only you have passed the test, are you willing to accept the Lord's inheritance?"

Xiaoling's voice reverberated in the stone room, not as gentle as she had treated Chen Qingyuan before, and she seemed very majestic.

Monk Daochen has gone through various difficult assessments before he came here.

To this kind of temptation, Monk Daochen shook his head without hesitation and refused: "Young monk is a Buddhist, not suitable for this way."

"You don't accept it?"

Xiaoling was stunned.

In the whole world, how many people want to get the inheritance of the Lord but have no chance.

This is not the inheritance of some Mahayana monks, but the quasi-emperor!

It contains the experience of how to break the limit of the Dao and reach the realm of quasi-emperor.

If this inheritance is placed on the outside world, it will definitely attract the fight of countless powerful people in the Dizhou.

"Don't you know the value of this inheritance?"

Xiaoling waited for many years before meeting a predestined person with extremely high talent, and she didn't want to miss it.

"Although I don't know, but I know that it must be extremely precious. It's just that I have already embarked on the way of Buddhism, and I wholeheartedly pursue Mahayana Buddhism, and I don't want to switch to other ways."

Based on this ancient palace and numerous tests, Monk Daochen can deduce that this inheritance is precious, something that can be encountered but not sought after.

It is no exaggeration to say that accepting the inheritance means that if Daochen and Weilai do not die young, they will be able to ascend to the top of the world.

Facing this temptation, Monk Daochen was very firm and unwavering.

"Alas!" Xiaoling understood what Monk Daochen meant, and sighed lightly: "It's a pity that there is no destiny."

"In the future, we will definitely find a true inheritor to inherit the will of the predecessors."

Monk Daochen clasped his hands together and bowed to express his apology.

"There are so many predestined people in the world."

Xiaoling sighed again.

"Amitabha."

If Monk Daochen's Buddha-mind is not pure enough, he will not be able to be the current Buddha.He is destined to devote his whole life to Buddhism in this life, and nothing can change his wish.

"Go!"

Xiaoling made a secret move and sent Monk Daochen out.

whoosh-

In a blink of an eye, Monk Daochen appeared outside the hall.

"Dongtu Buddha has come out!"

Everyone said in surprise.

With a "bang", the door of the palace was closed tightly, which meant that there were no outsiders inside.

Since Monk Daochen was the last one to come out, many people gave him malicious looks.

"Dare to ask the Buddha, have you received the inheritance of great power?"

A certain Tianjiao from Dizhou stepped forward to ask, seemingly polite, but in fact he took a somewhat questioning tone.

"No."

Monk Daochen answered truthfully.

"really?"

The man's eyes were full of suspicion.

Pairs of eyes came together, as if they were putting pressure on Monk Daochen, coveting the inheritance of the great power.

"Monks don't tell lies." Monk Daochen said calmly, "Besides, what does it have to do with you benefactors whether the poor monk is blessed?"

"The monks are merciful. The Buddha came out so late. In the end, he must have gained a lot of good fortune. Can you share it with us?"

A young man in a brocade robe walked out of the crowd, and many people recognized him as a proud man of the Imperial State.

Hearing this, Monk Daochen frowned slightly, can some people really not understand?