Tian Yuan

"It's really stupid to do something knowing it can't be done." Li Muyang laughed at himself, and then became very serious, muttering: "Sword cultivator, when you go forward, there is no reason to be afraid and retreat."

"Under the broken bridge, the emperor's body protects the way. If you can see the emperor's body, you might save your life."

For the sake of Li Muyang's sincere desire to seek the Tao, Yan Ximeng told what he knew.

"Emperor body?"

Li Muyang's face changed, and there was a look of surprise and suspicion between his brows.

Hearing that there was an emperor's body under the broken bridge, Li Muyang was directly shocked.

The phantom of the ancient emperor once manifested in the Feast of Hundred Meridians, and the younger generation told their elders about it, trying to paint the corresponding picture as much as possible, and the words were detailed.

Regarding this matter, ordinary monks are not qualified to know, and the spread is not very strong.However, with Li Muyang's ability, he naturally heard about it.

According to the younger generation's description, they only saw a vague figure of the ancient emperor's back and a bridge that was difficult to describe in words.

Then, the picture disappeared.

With the ability of the young monk, there is no deep meaning.

"Fellow Daoist, can you explain in detail?"

Li Muyang asked modestly.

"The emperor's name is Taiwei, and his body fell under the bridge after death. His body is still alive today, and the emperor's tattoo is still there. If you are really ready to climb the bridge again, if you lose your way, go all the way east to save your life." .”

Yan Ximeng pondered for a moment, then said slowly.

Yan Ximeng was able to come back alive this time because he was blessed by the body of the ancient emperor.If it weren't for the emperor's pattern to protect the way, I'm afraid she would have died in Huangquan.

"Thank you, fellow daoist, for telling me."

Li Muyang bowed and cupped his fists, very grateful.

This kind of information is priceless.

Yan Ximeng is willing to tell, of course Li Muyang must remember this favor.At critical times, it can save lives.

"May fellow daoists come back alive."

To be honest, Yan Ximeng didn't think Li Muyang could succeed.Winning a battle with heaven and earth is equivalent to repairing the broken bridge and reaching the other side.For countless years, no one has been able to do this.

Living is the best result.

The two looked at each other, Li Muyang turned and left.

How many hero bones have been buried in the long river of ages.Li Muyang is not afraid of death, he only wants to move forward when he is alive, reach the peak of the great world, and have a look at the scenery on the other side.

Regardless of success or failure, no regrets.

Broken body and broken sword, chasing dreams again.

call--

A gust of wind blew away a few clouds.

Looking into the distance, Yan Ximeng murmured to himself: "The road is difficult, and the hope is slim."

In this life, will anyone be able to complete the bridge and reach the other shore?

All the while thinking about it, Chen Qingyuan appeared in front of Yan Ximeng's eyes.At the same time, she thought of Chen Qingyuan's disrespectful behavior towards her, and her eyes sank slightly.

A few days later, Vice President Lin Wenchou came.

With a wave of his hand, he undid the restriction outside the door, and strode in.

"The disciple has met Vice President Lin."

Chen Qingyuan meditated cross-legged, and hurried out of the private room after hearing the movement.When you see someone, hurry up and salute.

"Well, no courtesy." Lin Wenchou put his hands behind his back, looked at Chen Qingyuan carefully, and felt a little regretful: "The headmaster has ordered you to practice with me for the next five years, to heal your wounds, and to help you break open Bottleneck, ascend to Huashen."

"This... don't need it! You are always busy with business, so there is no need to waste time on your disciples."

Chen Qingyuan's heart tightened, and he felt an extremely ominous feeling.

"This is an order from the dean."

Lin Wenchou said seriously.

"Disciple obeys."

Now that it's all said and done, Chen Qingyuan has no right to refuse.

Therefore, Chen Qingyuan "willingly" followed Lin Wenchou to a place and started a special way of cultivation.

After messing with the dean, you kid still want to have a good life?

Lin Wenchou mourned for Chen Qingyuan in her heart, she just obeyed the order given by the dean, there was nothing she could do.

A hidden place in the Daoyi Academy, where there are many mountains and dense auras.

Before Chen Qingyuan was ready, Lin Wenchou threw him into Ten Thousand Snakes Valley.

Every spirit snake in the valley is a precious thing, eating spirit crystals to grow up, and being bitten by a snake, not only will nothing happen, but it can also promote the circulation of spirit energy and speed up the speed of cultivation.

However, the core disciples of the school usually use a spirit snake, and it is very rare for Chen Qingyuan to be directly eaten by countless spirit snakes.

"what......"

Not long after, Chen Qingyuan's miserable cry came from the valley.

As a cultivation aid, the spirit snake does have great benefits, but it also comes with a lot of disadvantages.

That is pain!

Even with a small bite, the pain is unbearable to the practitioner.

"You kid, how did you offend the dean!"

Lin Wenchou paid attention to Chen Qingyuan's physical condition all the time, and muttered softly.

The person who enjoyed this kind of treatment last time was Zhao Yichuan.

One thing to say, the effect of this practice method is very obvious.Ten thousand snakes are addicted to the body, which is equivalent to infusing endless aura into the body, without the need to refine it by itself, it can be directly integrated into every part of the body.

A few months later, Chen Qingyuan was no longer human, and his clothes were soaked in blood countless times.

Lin Wenchou felt that it was almost done, and grabbed Chen Qingyuan out with one hand.

After more than ten days, Chen Qingyuan's body gradually recovered.

"The injury is almost healed."

Chen Qingyuan checked his body, it was unbelievable.

"Do you want to come again?"

Lin Wenchou gave a proposal with a smile.

"Don't, don't, just let me go!" Chen Qingyuan immediately refused, and couldn't help shivering.

"It's okay, there are many fun things."

Lin Wenchou said kindly.

Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan really wanted to escape from this ghostly place.

When Chen Qingyuan turned around and was about to leave, he was pinned down by Lin Wenchou's slap, and he couldn't move his body: "Qingyuan, with Master here, nothing will happen to you, this is to help you cultivate."

"Your old man is merciful."

If he had known that it was the dean, he would not dare to be frivolous even if Chen Qingyuan had ten guts.

This area was arranged by the dean himself.

Its main purpose is to teach the thorns in the palace a lesson.It can be taught, it can also help in practice, and it can also make the dean feel comfortable.

As for whether Chen Qingyuan is going to be happy, that's none of the dean's business.

At the same time, the old head of the Song family of the ancient clan visited Daoyi Academy in person.

The old Patriarch's name was Song Wenxian, and he made a special trip to express his apologies and ask about the situation.

"Drink tea."

Yu Chenran entertained him personally, and boiled a pot of tea, which filled the air.

"Why didn't you tell me about such a serious matter?"

Song Wenxian was talking about the Feast of Hundred Meridians, and Chen Qingyuan almost lost his life, but he only found out afterwards.

"Is it useful to tell you?" Yu Chenran asked back: "Can you compare with Changgeng Sword Immortal, or can you wrestle with the big giants in Dizhou? Even I can't win, and it won't work if you go .”

"..."

Old Yu, it hurts your heart to say that.

Song Wenxian was tongue-tied and unable to refute.