Tian Yuan

Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the void, breathing in and out with a special method. Spiritual energy came from all directions, surrounded his body, and gathered into countless tiny streams.

"Om-"

Although Chen Qingyuan himself is not tolerated by the Tao, the Tao he speaks of is in line with the Tao and contains true meaning.

The rosy glow suddenly appeared and spread everywhere in the sky, beautiful, soft and peaceful.

The drizzle came and fell on every corner of the dojo.

Everyone allowed the spiritual rain to wash over them without any resistance, because they knew that this was the true meaning of the Great Dao and would be of great benefit to their own cultivation.

People were not surprised by the strange phenomena caused by Chen Qingyuan's preaching and thought they were very reasonable.

Everyone present was paying close attention.

As Chen Qingyuan preached, many people entered a special state. Thousands of ancient runes appeared before their eyes, flowing and extraordinary.

Half an hour later, someone with a very high level of comprehension, whose own realm had already reached a bottleneck, suddenly had an epiphany, and his cultivation was greatly improved.

Most people have a clear mind and have cleared away the fog ahead. They have a clear understanding of the future path and have saved themselves countless years of hard practice.

This discussion lasted for more than twenty days.

Chen Qingyuan stopped, but everyone was still immersed in it.

Everyone is in a state of enlightenment. This is the gift Chen Qingyuan gives to everyone in the academy.

After many days, Zhao Yichuan woke up and gained a lot of insights.

"Farewell!"

Chen Qingyuan protected the people to prevent any accidents. Now that Zhao Yichuan had woken up, he did not intend to stay here for long, so he said something and turned around to leave.

"Take care of yourself."

Zhao Yichuan spoke in a serious tone.

Chen Qingyuan looked back, smiled and nodded.

The next moment, his figure disappeared into the horizon.

Not long after, he rushed back to Qingzong.

After resting for a few days, Chen Qingyuan planned to give his second sermon.

Daoyi Academy and Qingzong are treated equally.

I haven't paid attention to the affairs of the two families for many years. Now that I have some time, I must fulfill some responsibilities and cannot sit idle.

"Master uncle wants to give a sermon!"

"really?"

"This matter was announced by the Great Elder himself, how could it be false?"

"Anyone from my Qing Sect, no matter who they are, can listen to the teachings."

"This is a great blessing, and you must not miss it."

The entire Qing Sect was extremely shocked.

Everyone's blood was boiling and it was hard to calm down.

After a few days, everything was ready.

The Qing Sect has closed the mountain and activated the sect protection formation to prevent thieves from coming to disturb the sect. It won’t be wrong to be cautious.

Chen Qingyuan sat on the sea of ​​clouds, looking down at the tens of thousands of people below.

It was obvious that the people in the sect were not at peace, so he recited a calming mantra first, which helped them slowly calm down and their spirits reached an excellent state.

Then, Chen Qingyuan began to preach.

Thousands of golden lotuses are in full bloom, and light golden light dotted everywhere in the void.

The rosy glow spread over millions of miles, dreamy and picturesque, covering the main domain of Qing Sect and spreading to other places.

"clang!"

The sound of Tao resounded throughout heaven and earth.

"Woo——"

Sometimes a gentle breeze blows, accompanied by the power of spiritual charm, allowing many people to enter an illusory space of consciousness, from which they can understand their true nature and see the way forward.

"Wow—"

Various strange scenes appeared one after another.

For example: the scene of thousands of birds flying in the sky, crying sadly. The picture of the Yin-Yang fish rotates counterclockwise. The sun and the moon shine together, dazzling.

There are more than ten strange phenomena, which tell us that this discussion is extraordinary.

Nearly a month later, the sermon ended.

Chen Qingyuan's figure disappeared and he returned to his residence, seeking some peace and quiet, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

The three disciples he accepted are not in Qing Sect at this time. They went out to gain experience many years ago and no one knows where they are now.

"master."

A person appeared outside the elegant courtyard.

He was wearing a dark grey robe, had a sturdy build, and was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing devoutly.

His name is Qing Haoyang, and his true form is an old ox.

Knowing that Chen Qingyuan had returned, the old ox who was staying somewhere in the northern wilderness put everything aside and ran over quickly.

"come in!"

Chen Qingyuan had already sensed the fluctuations in Old Yellow Ox's aura and was not surprised. As soon as he finished speaking, the tightly closed courtyard door slowly opened.

Lao Huangniu was very excited when he was summoned.

He stood up in a hurry, without even straightening his wrinkled clothes, and walked quickly inside, suppressing his excitement.

Looking at Chen Qingyuan taking a nap in the courtyard, the old ox lost his mind all of a sudden. He knelt down in front of him with a plop, weeping with joy, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, I can finally see you."

"Why are you crying?"

Chen Qingyuan opened his eyes, glanced slightly, and spoke in a gentle tone.

"I haven't seen you for many years. I miss you."

Over the years, although Lao Huangniu had not suffered any grievances and his strength was improving rapidly, he just felt uncomfortable. The reason was simple: he felt empty inside because he could not be with Chen Qingyuan.

The old ox was originally an ordinary ox, but later he met Chen Qingyuan by chance, which led to his current glory and he even became the demon king of a region.

With the identity of Chen Qingyuan's mount, his strength far exceeds that of the old ox, and no one dares to look down on him. He respectfully calls him "fellow Taoist" and even wants to establish a good relationship with him.

Chen Qingyuan was still lying there, his expression calm: "Wipe your tears, get up and talk."

"Yes."

How could the old ox dare not listen to Chen Qingyuan's order? In just a blink of an eye, he stood up straight, and all the tears in his eyes evaporated.

"You lost your restraints, and you didn't cause me any trouble!"

Chen Qingyuan asked about the old ox's condition in recent years.

"How dare I cause trouble for my master."

The old ox has always stayed in a certain demon tribe area and never caused any trouble. At most, he would brag a little but never fight with others.

After chatting for a few words, the old ox suddenly knelt on the ground again, kowtowed and begged: "Master, please don't abandon me, let me continue to follow you, okay?"

"With your condition, what can you do?"

With the old ox's current strength, he doesn't even have the qualifications to enter the realm of enlightenment. Even if Chen Qingyuan wanted to take him with him, there was nothing he could do.

"I......"

The old ox was speechless, his eyes dim, and he hated himself for being so useless that he could not help his master at all.

"I will stay in the Northern Wilderness for the time being. If you have nothing else to do, please stay by my side!"

Chen Qingyuan cherishes this master-servant relationship very much.

"Thank you, Master! I will serve you well."

The old ox, who had been in an extremely depressed mood, suddenly became overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Okay, get up and talk." Chen Qingyuan closed his eyes again and decided to take a break: "Stay still and be quiet."

"As ordered."

The old ox first bowed and saluted, then stood aside as still as a mountain, with its mouth tightly closed, not making any sound.

A few days later, Chen Qingyuan wanted to go out.

Before Chen Qingyuan could speak, the old ox tactfully transformed into its original form and covered its back with a soft cushion to ensure that Chen Qingyuan could sit comfortably.

"Master, where are we going?"

The old ox needs a destination before it can set off.