Tian Yuan

Dugu Changkong was too stubborn, which made this group of Shenqiao masters often deflated.

As long as you have the ability to turn the table, no one dares to push you too hard.

So, after intense negotiations, Dugu Changkong got the result he wanted, and left without looking back.

Now that the negotiations have been made, it is natural to make a Taoist oath, and no one can violate it.

Once the oath is broken, the Dao heart will be damaged, not only there is no hope for the Dao, but there is also the risk of losing one's life.

There are many heroes in Baichenxing.

The powerful people from all walks of life are still here and have not left yet.

It was originally a battle of young people's hundred veins, but they never thought it would turn into this.

"Chichi..."

Somewhere in the space, there was a harsh tearing sound.

Then, a huge space crack appeared, attracting everyone's attention.

It turned out that Dugu Changkong had returned.

The old body is like an iron wall, shielding all the wind and rain for the descendants behind him.

Standing here, he put tremendous pressure on the heroes of the empire, his heart trembled and his soul suffocated.

"Master..."

Wu Junyan was very worried about Master's safety just now, but now seeing Master's safe and sound return, the big rock hanging in his heart slowly came down.

"One day, if I can live so gracefully, I will die without regret."

How many pairs of eyes of admiration and awe fell on Dugu Changkong, imagining that he was the one who intimidated the world, and his blood was boiling.

"The Feast of Hundred Meridians is a contest between young people, so we old guys don't want to interfere."

With Dugu Changkong's return, the grand ancestors of each sect had received the latest news and agreed to the proposal.

The monks at the peak of Mahayana are not qualified to intervene in this situation, so they can only stand aside.

"Fellow Daoist Dugu, let the juniors handle it!"

Another hoarse voice came across the endless void.

"it is good."

Dugu Changkong made an agreement with those guys from the Kunlun Realm in order to stop the old guys from plotting against them secretly.

If Dugu Changkong wins all the three battles of the young man, the strong men from all sects in the Imperial State will not be able to get their hands on the fragments of the Imperial Armament.

Three battles and two victories, the fragments of the emperor's soldiers may not be given, but the Kunlun Realm can take away the most complete strand of law on the fragments of the emperor's soldiers.

If he wanted to take away the laws of the emperor's army, it would definitely have a certain adverse effect on Wu Junyan's body.After all, that fragment was integrated with Wu Junyan and cannot be separated for the time being.

Therefore, winning all three games is the best result.

Although Dugu Changkong is powerful, he is still unable to support himself alone. It is already very rare to be able to win this step for the younger generation.

It's really embarrassing, it's not good for anyone.

The agreement made between the Kunlun Realm and Dugu Changkong, all the living fossils that touch the Shenqiao will naturally abide by it.

As a result, the real power holders of the 36 ancient holy lands in the Dizhou were separated by countless miles to discuss who would fight.

Not long after, the monks at the peak of the Mahayana who were present knew the seriousness of the matter, and did not dare to refute, and everything was obeyed by the Supreme Patriarch.

"Isn't it a bit sloppy to let a group of children decide the outcome of such an important fortune?"

An early Mahayana elder in a certain holy place whispered something.

"Snapped"

A slap slapped the elder on the face. It was an elder who glared at him viciously and reprimanded, "There are some things you are not qualified to know, shut up!"

"Yes."

This elder was also a Mahayana monk after all, he was slapped in front of everyone, he was very ashamed, he lowered his eyebrows and retreated to the void in the dark, no longer showing his face.

Dugu Changkong turned around and walked to the front of the Buddhist bead barrier, and smiled kindly: "Xiaoyan."

"Master."

Finally able to see the master up close, Wu Junyan was very excited, took a few steps forward, and bowed in salute.

"In the past, the teacher told you to hide your clumsiness and not use your own Taoism. Now, there is no such restriction, and you can use it to your heart's content."

Dugu Changkong looked at the gradually growing Wu Junyan, regarded him as his young self, and placed endless hopes on him.

"Disciple understands."

Wu Junyan nodded heavily.

"Remember, don't be careless when you are an enemy. A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength."

At such a time, Dugu Changkong had to ask.

Once the battle begins, any error in detail may lead to a change in the situation.

"Yes." Wu Junyan has never shown his full strength since he practiced Taoism.This time, I finally had a chance: "The disciple will never embarrass the master."

Wu Junyan's most important thing in his life is to promise, if he refuses to promise, if he promises, no matter how difficult it is, he must do it.

This reason is Dugu Changkong's teaching.

When he was young, Dugu Changkong promised to go to the Demon Abyss with his senior brother.

However, he broke his promise.

After so many years, Dugu Changkong still couldn't forget it and regretted it endlessly.

Therefore, he didn't want his apprentice to leave too many regrets.

The promised things must be fulfilled even if they die.Otherwise, don't agree.

"Two little friends, can you do me a favor."

Dugu Changkong shifted his gaze to Chen Qingyuan and Daochen Buddha, and smiled slightly, with a hint of request in his tone.

Under the current situation, Dugu Changkong did not intend to expose Chen Qingyuan's identity, nor did he want Xuan Qingzong to reveal his true origin.

The time has not come, so proceed with caution.

"Senior, please speak."

I don't know if it was because of the grace of preaching just now, or the inexplicable sense of familiarity, Chen Qingyuan clasped his fists very respectfully, and did not refuse.

Daochen Buddha put his palms together and bowed in salute.

"Since you are Xiaoyan's friends, help him fight!" Dugu Changkong said: "Regardless of victory or defeat, just do your best. I will definitely miss this favor."

"Senior's words are serious." Chen Qingyuan said hastily: "Old Wu is a friend of this junior, so of course he won't watch him being bullied, so he must do his best."

"The poor monk is willing to fight."

Daochen Buddha was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"Thank you."

Dugu Changkong's move has multiple profound meanings.

First of all, Chen Qingyuan's strength is not bad, he can be proud of his peers, and he is fully qualified to play;

Second, take this opportunity to form a good relationship with Chen Qingyuan. If Chen Qingyuan encounters difficult troubles in the future, he will have a reason to help.

Thirdly, he wanted to see Chen Qingyuan's true strength, so as to plan a better path for Qingzong's revival.

"Fellow Daoist Dugu, who will come forward in the first battle?"

In the void of Baichenxing, a huge vortex appeared.The sound came from it, and the invisible power emanating from it made ordinary Mahayana monks a little overwhelmed.

"Senior, let me go!"

Chen Qingyuan volunteered.

Maybe it was because of the favor promised by Dugu Changkong, maybe it was because of his own brother, or maybe it was because his hands were itchy.

In short, Chen Qingyuan did not hesitate to fight against his peers.