Tian Yuan

"Cultivating."

Dugu Changkong replied.

In a secret place in Dizhou, Lin Changsheng and Wu Junyan were still practicing in seclusion.

"Oh."

Chen Qingyuan nodded slightly, without asking further questions.

One old and one young sit opposite each other and drink tea.

Fang Qingyun, who was the youngest, stood at one side, pouring tea and water for the two elders, without any complaints, on the contrary, he was very honored.

Although Chen Qingyuan is very young, his talent is unrivaled, and he has been recognized by the will of Qingzong's sages.It is not shameful to call him Uncle Shi.

"A lot of people came outside."

A few days later, Chen Qingyuan turned his head and glanced outside the hall, and saw more and more figures, tens of thousands of chariots suspended in the air, and the momentum was huge.

"Scared?"

Dugu Changkong is amiable and has a kind smile.

"No."

Chen Qingyuan shook his head.

"You shoulder the heavy responsibility of Qingzong's revival, coupled with your own foundation against the sky, the road ahead is doomed to be unstable and full of crises."

Regarding the sudden appearance of the Qingzong ruins, Dugu Changkong told Chen Qingyuan the cause and effect, without any concealment.

"Don't worry, people in the world say that good people don't live long. I'm sure I can live a long time."

Chen Qingyuan was actually worried, but he didn't show it.

"That old man has lived for nearly 3 years, so he must not be a good person."

The pressure from all forces in the world is about to come, Dugu Changkong is still indifferent, Mount Tai collapses in front of him without changing his face.

"Master Uncle, the disciple did not mean to offend you."

Chen Qingyuan hurriedly explained.

"The old man knows." Dugu Changkong looked into the distance, full of thoughts, many pictures of the past flashed before his eyes, and muttered to himself: "If after death, there is really a place where the soul belongs, I am qualified to meet with the ancestors Will senior brother forgive me?"

The older you get, the more you miss your youthful life.

Recalling the past, there were a few ripples in his eyes.

"This is a joint invitation letter from the 36 sects of the Dizhou, asking to see fellow Taoists of Qingzong."

At this time, a word came from a distance, and a crimson greeting card was suspended at the gate of Qingzong ancient hall.

Fang Qingyun walked out of the hall in a very sensible way, took the greeting card, and offered it to Dugu Changkong with both hands: "Master, please take a look."

Dugu Changkong opened the greeting card, on which were written the names of the current holy masters of 36 sects.

"boom--"

The moment the greeting card was opened, an extremely powerful force spread out.

In an instant, Dugu Changkong protected Chen Qingyuan from being hurt.

Fang Qingyun, who was in the late stage of Mahayana, couldn't help being shocked back a few steps, and his blood flowed backwards. Fortunately, his own strength was passable, so he was not injured.

"The Temple of the Spirit, Luo Shurong."

"Zhaixing Tower, You Qingzhi."

"Penglai Villa, Tang Laixing."

"Dongli Sword Sect..."

The holy masters of each sect are all at the peak of Mahayana.The co-named greeting post contains its prestige, which should not be underestimated.

However, this kind of power is not worth mentioning to Dugu Changkong.

With a light breath, all the dao patterns on the greeting post were broken and immediately invalidated.

"Go out and have a look, or stay inside?"

Dugu Changkong threw the joint invitation card to the ground, and then a ray of flame appeared, burning the invitation card completely.After finishing all this, he turned his head to look at Chen Qingyuan and asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's so lively, of course I have to go out and have a look. With you always here, there is nothing to worry about."

Chen Qingyuan's original purpose was to come here to watch the fun, but the situation changed, and he became the object of others to watch the fun.

"Okay." Dugu Changkong staggered towards the outside of the ancient temple.

Chen Qingyuan and Fang Qingyun stood beside him, following closely.

There is an enchantment around the ancient temple, and ordinary Mahayana monks can't break in.

With a flick of his sleeves, the barrier of restriction was released.

Dugu Changkong sat on a high platform in the front hall, facing the heroes, the wind was calm and the clouds were calm.

Outside the front hall, there is an open space with a radius of hundreds of miles, covered with a layer of jade floor that has been through the years.

"I've seen Senior Dugu."

A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, dressed in a brocade robe, with a dignified appearance.

The one who came was Luo Shurong, the master of the Shangling Temple in the Lin Star Territory.

"I went to Linghemen when I was young, and I was fortunate enough to listen to senior Dugu's preaching, and I benefited a lot. In the blink of an eye, things have changed, and I never expected that senior is actually a member of Qingzong."

The Holy Master of the Seven Tripod Holy Land appeared and bowed his hands to show respect.

"Zhaixinglou, You Qingzhi, I have met seniors."

"..."

After half a stick of incense, 36 people stood on the open space of the front hall, representing the 36 sects of the Dizhou.

The rest of the elders and ancestors were located in the void not far away, quietly watching.

"Boom rumble..."

Suddenly, the top powerhouses of the Eighteen Meridians of Xijiang arrived at the scene, and the powerful aura fluctuated, causing the void in the distance to be crushed, and there were bursts of deep sounds.

"Om-"

Not long after, golden light emerged, covering half of the sky.

Hundreds of eminent monks from Dongtu Buddhism came here in person, clasping their hands together, chanting scriptures with low eyebrows, solemn faces, and dazzling Buddha light.

"This group of bald donkeys from Buddhism is also here."

The various forces in the Imperial State were somewhat surprised and apprehensive.

The background of Buddhism is unfathomable, not weaker than any of the top forces in the Imperial State, and even a little bit stronger.

"I remember that the Buddhist sect gave Chen Qingyuan a supreme Buddha bead, and I presumably came here today to help Qingzong."

In the past, people in the world still wondered why such a precious Buddhist bead, which can be called a sacred object of the Zhenzong, should be given to an outsider.Only now did the monks understand that the Buddhist sect wanted to form a relationship with Qingzong.

"Old Na Xuankong, I have seen the benefactor."

For Qingzong's affairs, the old monk personally dispatched.

One step at a distance of tens of thousands of miles, directly reaching the site of the Qingzong ruins, and bowing towards Dugu Changkong, it is very respectful.

"Master, you are welcome."

Dugu Changkong sat still and nodded slightly in return.

It's not that Dugu Changkong pretends to be ostentatious, but that under such a situation, he must take the initiative in his own hands.

If one step is wrong, Qingzong's future may be greatly affected.

If Dugu Changkong showed too much enthusiasm for Buddhism, in the eyes of the world, Qingzong wanted to use the momentum of Buddhism to revive.At the same time, some folks in the Buddhist sect must have thought that Qingzong needed help, and might make some excessive demands.

In short, Dugu Changkong must not fall into a passive position.

He sat firmly on the high platform in the front hall, calm and composed.

Facing the abbot of Buddhism, he was not happy or greeted him.

Its purpose is to tell the world.

It's not that Qingzong wants to borrow the power of Buddhism, but Buddhism wants to form a relationship with Qingzong.

The primary and secondary relationship must not be mistaken.

Once confused, the results will naturally be different.

"Little Benefactor Chen, we meet again."

For Dugu Changkong's actions, the old monk's heart is like a mirror, he is not angry, on the contrary he agrees with it.If it was him, I'm afraid he didn't have the courage to bring the past to the table to resolve it.

If there is a little carelessness, Qingzong will be in danger of cutting off his foundation.