Tian Yuan

At the end of the banquet, the monks of all sects left one after another.

Some people who liked to watch the excitement retreated to the stars near Qingzong and continued to wait and see.

After finishing these things, Chen Qingyuan can finally rest for a while.

"I never thought before that I am actually a member of Qingzong."

Sitting on the white jade steps in front of the main hall, Chen Qingyuan looked into the distance and muttered to himself.

I once saw the records about Qingzong in ancient books, and I only think that the behavior of this sect is admirable, and it has produced outstanding people from generation to generation. It is not for profit, but sticks to its beliefs.

In the blink of an eye, he became a disciple of Qingzong, which is really dreamlike.

"Uncle Master."

Suddenly, Fang Qingyun was quite old, and he was not ashamed to call out "Master Uncle" at all, and he was even used to it.

"Old Fang, sit down."

Chen Qingyuan wanted to call Fang Qingyun a senior before, but Fang Qingyun bluntly said that he couldn't bear it.So, after negotiation, we had to change the title.

Fang Qingyun paid great attention to seniority, and he was not stupid, knowing that Chen Qingyuan was the future of Qingzong.It is not shameful to call the future top powerhouse "Master Uncle", on the contrary it is a great honor.

"The ancestor asked the uncle to go to the Northern Wilderness and take over all the people from the main line of the Qingzong."

The news that Chen Qingyuan is a member of the Qingzong has been exposed, and any force with a little ability will find out that Chen Qingyuan is from the Xuanqingzong and has a close relationship.

Therefore, while Dugu Changkong was still alive, he had to pave the way for Qingzong.

Although Chen Qingyuan's identity was directly exposed, this is the best choice at present.

Dugu Changkong is intimidating to the world. If we don't reshape Qingzong's foundation now, and rely on Lin Changsheng, Chen Qingyuan and others in the future, the difficulty is so high that it is unimaginable.

"it is good."

Chen Qingyuan's eyes lit up, and he regained his energy immediately.

Xuan Qingzong, who is far away in the remote area of ​​the northern wilderness, has not yet known the major events in the world, and he has never even heard of Qingzong.

When going back this time, Chen Qingyuan must have a good chat with his family members, shocking their jaws and overturning their outlook on life.

"The main vein is extremely far away from here, if it is in danger, it will be troublesome."

The Xuanqing Sect is located in a remote location, with scarce resources, and the cultivation base of the people in the sect is very low, and the strongest cultivation base is only in the Transcending Tribulation Period.

If he was spotted by some thieves on the way back, the consequences would be disastrous.

Chen Qingyuan didn't dare to gamble with the lives of his family members, so of course he had to ask clearly and be fully prepared.

"Master, don't worry, the ancestor has already made arrangements."

Fang Qingyun said: "This time I went with my uncle, and there were also three Zen masters from the Buddhist sect and all the great masters from the Daoyi Academy secretly protecting the Dao."

In the Eastern Buddhist sect, the strongest is the old monk.Besides him, there are three great Zen masters.

In order to protect the way for the people in the main line of Qingzong, three Zen masters accompanied him.It is conceivable that Buddhism gave Qingzong enough face, just to form a good relationship.

"So that's the case, then don't worry."

Chen Qingyuan understood, and the worry in his eyes dissipated instantly.

The main hall of Qingzong, in a quiet accord.

Dugu Changkong and the old monk tasted tea and discussed the Tao, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

"Master's Dharma is exquisite, even better than the previous abbot."

In the past, Dugu Changkong had a relationship with the former abbot of Buddhism, but the abbot didn't know his identity as the descendant of Qingzong, so he passed by.

"Master Dugu thinks highly of this old monk."

The old monk smiled slightly and said modestly.

"I know that Buddhism wants to use Qingzong's cause and effect to spread the word to the world. I have no objection to this, but I also ask Buddhism to help Qingzong sincerely. Otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with the good fate turning into bad fate. "

Dugu Changkong had to consider all kinds of extreme situations, he couldn't entrust Qingzong's future to others, but he had to control the initiative in his own hands.

"Buddhism respects Qingzong very much, and he would never dare to do anything against his will. This old monk will not let Qingzong be alone."

The old monk said sincerely.

"That's good."

Dugu Changkong believed in the old monk's character and nodded with a smile.

The two drank tea and chatted for a long time.

Several hours later, the old monk left quietly.

On a certain star near Qingzong, there was a person waiting early.

The man was dressed in plain clothes, elegant and luxurious.

Ewha Palace, Liu Nansheng.

"Going?"

On the top of the barren mountain, Liu Nansheng had long calculated the old monk's way back and waited here.

Hearing the familiar voice, the old monk stopped in mid-air, turned around slowly, and saluted with clasped hands: "Benefactor Liu."

"Old friends reunited, don't you want to sit down and chat?"

Liu Nansheng waved lightly, and wooden tables and chairs appeared on the top of the mountain, with fragrant tea on the tables.

In fact, both of them wanted to meet each other and have a joke, so they pushed away the outsiders and were alone.

All the high-level officials of the Ewha Palace were driven back. No one dared to disobey Liu Nansheng's order.Those masters who wanted to eat melons had no choice but to sigh secretly.

There were only three high-ranking Buddhists who had the ability to spy, and they were all sent away by the old monk to protect the way for the main line of the Qingzong.

One is to form a bond with Qingzong, and the other is not to be watched, which kills two birds with one stone.

"The first snow in the Southern Desert Kingdom."

The old monk fell to the top of the mountain and smelled the type of tea.

The tea from a small country in the southern region is very ordinary, and it is difficult to be elegant.However, this tea carried the memories of the old monk and Liu Nansheng.

When the two met for the first time, it was in a teahouse in a small country in the southern desert.

In a trance, time went back, back to the past.

In the small teahouse, the aroma of tea is overflowing and tangy.

In the corner, a young woman wearing a veil enjoys this quiet time.

Outside the door, a passing young monk came, wearing a simple cassock, with ring scars engraved on his head, red lips, white teeth, and immature face, obviously he had just entered the world to cultivate.

"Benefactor, can I give the monk a bowl of tea?"

The little monk asked the owner of the teahouse for alms.

He is a disciple of the Buddha, and his cultivation is not ordinary, how could he be thirsty.What you do is what you need for practice.

Alms for thousands of families, traveled all over the world, felt the world of mortals, and transcended the mundane.

"Go away, don't disturb my business."

These days, there are not many serious monks.It's not that the owner of the teahouse has no kindness, but that the young monk is so good-looking that he doesn't look like a monk at all.

In the eyes of the teahouse owner and some spectators, the little monk is probably a demon monk pretending to be a monk, bluffing and deceiving.

Just as the little monk was about to leave, the girl in the corner suddenly said, "Little monk, come in and sit down. I'll buy you a cup of tea."

When someone pays the bill, the owner of the teahouse will naturally not meddle in his own business.

"Thank you, benefactor."

The little monk walked in, looked at the strange girl, and saw that she was not an ordinary girl, but a monk.

The girl also sensed the fluctuation of spiritual energy and became interested in the little monk.

With a glance of ten thousand years, the past is like smoke, seemingly floating in front of the eyes, but when you reach out, it is like a mirror, water and moon, out of reach.

On the top of the mountain, Liu Nansheng poured a cup of tea as he did back then, and smiled slightly: "Sit down, I'll treat you to a cup of tea."