Tian Yuan

Chen Qingyuan was dressed in a plain gown with a refined demeanor.

"Sister-in-law."

Seeing Song Ningyan's return, Chen Qingyuan was quite happy, and the trace of worry in his heart dissipated.

In the next half an hour, everyone chatted a lot and told about their experiences.

With Song Ningyan's talent, it's not surprising that he can get the inheritance of ancient power.

"There are less than ten years left. For safety's sake, I don't want to act alone."

The last moment is extremely prone to accidents.It would be bad luck if we were to encounter some major crisis and lose our lives.

There was no objection to this proposal.

At times like this, it is even more important to proceed with caution.

Furthermore, Chen Qingyuan and others have gained a lot, so there is no need to take risks.

"No regrets, old Chen, you can't play tricks."

"Nonsense, am I someone who can cheat?"

"Ah......"

Everyone stayed on the dry star barren mountain, some played chess, some tasted tea, and some whispered.

Wu Junyan sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, letting the cold wind blow towards his face, making his clothes rustle.He was secretly studying the fragment of the emperor's weapon in his body, and the vertical Dao mark on the center of his brow flickered from time to time, containing supreme mystery.

On the other side, Changsun Qian kept watching Wu Junyan's back with affection, and refused to look away.She often communicates with Song Ningyan in a low voice, telling her innermost thoughts.

Daochen Buddha made tea alone, and the aroma was overflowing, enjoying the quiet moment.

Changsun Fengye and Chen Qingyuan have been playing chess, black and white are fighting on the chessboard, the situation is fierce.

"It doesn't make sense!"

After losing three games in a row, Changsun Fengye began to doubt himself, and his expression was rather strange.

Back in the day, Chen Qingyuan was no match for Changsun Fengye at all, and he often regretted or played tricks.

Now, Changsun Fengye is struggling, struggling.

"I let you in the past, do you understand?"

Chen Qingyuan started talking nonsense, with a bright smile and a smug face.

In the past, his cultivation was far inferior to that of his elder grandson Fengye, and it was a little difficult for him to control the chess pieces with the power of his soul.After going through all kinds of hardships, his strength has greatly improved, and Chen Qingyuan's chess skills have certainly improved.

"I do not believe."

Changsun Fengye doesn't believe in this evil.

The more so, the more difficult it is to come back.

For more than a dozen rounds in a row, Chen Qingyuan was undefeated, very lonely.

Seeing the bitter look on Changsun Fengye's face, Chen Qingyuan stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, encouraging him: "Old Feng, it's okay, let's work hard slowly, the days to come will be long."

"Get out." Changsun Fengye shook his shoulders, kept his eyes on the chessboard, and said through gritted teeth: "You must be cheating, otherwise why can you see through the situation one step ahead of me every time?"

"Talent, you can't learn it."

No foundation, do you think it's a joke?

Chess competition is about spirit and chess skills.Chen Qingyuan had a hard time before, it was because his cultivation had dropped too much, but now he is slowly catching up, and the advantages of his foundation are naturally revealed.

One day, a guest came to Kuxing.

Uninvited.

The peaceful life of everyone was temporarily broken, and they stared at this person with solemn expressions.

"In Xialu Nanxian, I met fellow Taoists."

The visitor was none other than the most legendary Tianjiao of Confucianism——Lu Nanxian, dressed in plain black and white clothes, with long hair in a crown, and dressed as a scholar.

He was an ordinary scholar, nearly a hundred years old, and was about to die of old age.

Suddenly one day, he opened his spiritual wisdom, read books and entered Taoism, and directly crossed the six realms of the physical body, and read the Golden Elixir.Later on, his cultivation was advancing rapidly, and his strength was so strong that countless heavenly talents in Dizhou did not dare to compete with him.

"What is he here for?"

Everyone looked at Lu Nanxian who was standing in the void, feeling puzzled.

"Friend Lu Dao, what's the matter here?"

Chen Qingyuan took a few steps forward, cupped his fists and asked.

"Redeem something."

Lu Nanxian was very polite.

"Redemption? What does this mean?"

To be honest, Chen Qingyuan really didn't know.

"A few years ago, people from the Confucianism sect secretly ambushed fellow Taoists, and they were ransacked by you. It deserves it." Lu Nanxian said in a flat tone: "It's just that some books of the Confucianism sect are more precious, and I want to redeem them. , May Fellow Daoist Chen be accommodating."

"This matter." Chen Qingyuan remembered that he was indeed attacked by a group of Confucian scholars a few years ago, and later robbed all their things: "Wait a moment, I will look for it."

For the sake of Lu Nanxian's modest attitude, Chen Qingyuan did not refuse.

Reach out and don't hit the smiling man.

Since Chen Qingyuan had too many things on him, it was somewhat troublesome to find a few books among the pile of Qiankun bags and Sumeru rings.

After half a stick of incense, Chen Qingyuan finally found it, and it turned out to be placed in a corner of a certain ring.

There are five books in total, and the cover is dark blue. Chen Qingyuan has flipped through them before, and they are not some magical methods, but ordinary Confucian classics.

"is that all?"

Chen Qingyuan held the book and gave it a glance.

"Exactly." Lu Nanxian kept staring at the books with precious eyes: "I know that everyone in the Confucian school made mistakes first, and I don't bear any grudges against fellow Taoists. Therefore, I would like to exchange resources for books."

In fact, the books themselves are not precious, there are many inside the Confucianism School, and they can be printed at any time.However, Lu Nanxian felt that the book of sages and sages was a priceless treasure, and he should try his best to retrieve it, and he should not have the heart to give it up.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of Lu Nanxian's pure heart that he has achieved his extraordinary.

"It's just a few books, there's no need to be so polite, just take them!"

Chen Qingyuan generously handed over the book through the air.

"This...isn't right!"

Lu Nanxian didn't accept it immediately, feeling a little embarrassed.

"There's nothing wrong with it. If Fellow Daoist Lu insists on bidding to redeem it, I'm not willing."

Chen Qingyuan said.

"That being the case, then I will accept it shamelessly, thank you."

Having said all this, Lu Nanxian had no choice but to carefully hold the book in his arms and thanked him.

"You are Welcome."

Chen Qingyuan smiled slightly.

After Lu Nanxian left, everyone looked at Chen Qingyuan with weird eyes, as if they saw some rare species.

Is this really Chen Qingyuan who has plucked the wild goose?

Changsun Fengye said: "Old Chen, you don't accept any benefits, it's not like you!"

"Short-sighted." Chen Qingyuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and expressed his thoughts: "Lu Nanxian is the best fresh blood of Confucianism, and he may become a new generation leader of Confucianism in the future. Just leave him a few books After making a good impression, maybe he can even make him owe a small favor, which is more precious than how many spirit stones."

"Foresight!"

Changsun Fengye suddenly realized and gave a thumbs up.

"If you run into trouble in the Imperial State in the future, asking him to do a little favor shouldn't be rejected."

Chen Qingyuan didn't know whether to use this small favor, but it was better to be prepared, many friends are better than many enemies.

The eyes of everyone changed suddenly, as if they were saying: "You are worthy of it."