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This answer made Chen Qingyuan's body tremble, his expression was complicated, his eyes were dazed and reluctant.

Hundreds of years are just a snap of the fingers.

Once, Dugu Changkong thought about passing on all his abilities to Lin Changsheng and Wu Junyan, plotting secretly to pave the way for Qingzong.However, Moyuan's seal gradually became unstable, which made him change his mind.

If the seal is shaken, there will always be someone to guard it.

Lin Changsheng is still young, so he cannot be allowed to die.Furthermore, Dugu Changkong is about to sit down and wants to make atonement.

After Dugu Changkong died, most of Lin Changsheng's ability would not be able to support Qingzong's sky.

Therefore, Dugu Changkong's soldiers made a dangerous move to lay a solid foundation for Qingzong as much as possible while they still have the ability.The future path will depend on the abilities of Chen Qingyuan and others.

"Is there no way to prolong life?"

Chen Qingyuan was silent for a long time, then trembled.

"After living for so long, this old man is already content."

Dugu Changkong shook his head, he had long since overlooked matters of life and death.

In fact, relying on Dugu Changkong's ability, it is not difficult to obtain something that prolongs life.Fighting against the sky, it is not a problem to live another thousand years.

However, it is imperative to guard the Moyuan.The matter of prolonging life is naturally not necessary.

"If you die, Qingzong may not be able to withstand the raging torrent."

Chen Qingyuan was worried about Qingzong's future, but also unwilling to accept the fact that Dugu Changkong was about to pass away, so he was depressed.

"The road ahead is difficult, but Master Uncle believes that you can survive." Dugu Changkong said kindly: "Qingyuan, your talent is very high, rare in ancient and modern times, and you are the only one. If you don't forget your original intention, stick to your principles, and It's ridiculous to be proud of the world, and create your own era."

"Your master has seen the disciple."

Chen Qingyuan didn't dare to think so far, he only wanted to manage the Qingzong well, so that the disciples in the sect could have a stable cultivation environment.

"It's a pity, the old man can't see your heroic posture standing on the pinnacle of the world."

With a soft sigh, Dugu Changkong gently closed his eyes and let Chen Qingyuan go about his own affairs.

"The disciple retire."

After saluting, Chen Qingyuan exited the room.

Why does Dugu Changkong have such confidence in Chen Qingyuan? Is it only because of his high talent?

Since ancient times, there have been as many talented people as a cow's hair, but few have really made it to the bottom.

Chen Qingyuan's talent is indeed high, there is no doubt about it, but there are also many enemies!

There are countless people who want his life.

Even if he has the protection of Daoyi Academy and other forces, it is impossible to be foolproof.Once there is negligence, it is inevitable to die.

Since seeing Chen Qingyuan for the first time, Dugu Changkong has secretly deduced it.

A few days ago, he failed countless times, and finally deduced a trace, which was very surprising.

But I still remember the Feast of Hundred Meridians many years ago, which caused shocking visions in various places, and the strong in the world could not get anything when they used their supernatural powers.

Later, the fragments of the ancient emperor Taiwei's weapon were exposed, and many people speculated that the phenomenon that swept the heavens and all walks of life was caused by the fluctuation of the emperor's pattern.

As everyone knows, the real reason is the mysterious silver gun.

"There is a trace of taboo karma on his body."

Even for Qingzong, the cause and effect are complicated, far from reaching the level of taboo.

Chen Qingyuan only used the silver spear once, and never showed it again after returning to the great world.

The younger generation informed their elders about the silver gun.

It's just that the older generation didn't get to see the silver gun with their own eyes, so they didn't take it seriously.After all, the Daoyi school has a great career, and it is no problem to give Chen Qingyuan a silver gun that is of the highest quality.

Coupled with the appearance of fragments of God's soldiers and the palace of the ancient emperor, no one cares about silver guns anymore.

Although Chen Qingyuan couldn't judge the quality of the silver gun, he knew that it was extraordinary, so he never used it outside, and was very cautious.

"This child hides many secrets."

Dugu Changkong was not interested in Chen Qingyuan's secrets, and was slightly worried, hoping that he could withstand the storm on the road.

In the next six months, Chen Qingyuan let the disciples in the sect get acquainted with the environment of Qingzong, and gradually had a sense of belonging.

The Spirit Gathering Formation was arranged by Dugu Changkong, covering every corner of Qingzong.Even for outer disciples, their cultivation speed is extremely fast, and their foundation is solid, so there is no hidden danger.

During this time, some old guys from Dizhou secretly visited.

Dugu Changkong didn't chase him away, and chatted with him for a few words.

Drinking tea and talking.

It turned out that he wanted to invite Dugu Changkong to go out of the mountain and go to the wilderness of the southern region to break the barrier of the ancient emperor's palace together.

Faced with this kind of invitation and the many benefits promised by the visitor, Dugu Changkong refused without hesitation.

The Qingzong was rebuilt, and everything was moving in a good direction.

Of course, it is impossible for the overall strength to catch up with the top sects of the God State in a short period of time.

"Aren't you ready to leave yet?"

In a room, it is extremely spacious and antique.

Chen Qingyuan went straight in, with a more relaxed expression.

Changsun Fengye, who was standing by the window, had a cold back and did not answer.

"The two elders of Misty Palace are staying outside, thinking that Qingzong imprisoned you, they are about to die of anxiety."

Chen Qingyuan didn't have the slightest liking for the people in Misty Palace, so he let the two Mahayana monks shut their doors.

"not my business."

The eldest grandson Fengye is also indifferent to his family.

"Otherwise, you can just quit Misty Palace and join my Qingzong." Chen Qingyuan joked.

Hearing this, Changsun Fengye turned his head and glanced at Chen Qingyuan, without saying a word.

"You have been staying here, what is your plan?"

Chen Qingyuan asked.

"do not know."

This is really true, Changsun Fengye also can't understand his own behavior.

Anyway, only by staying in Qingzong can he get a trace of peace in his heart.

As for why this is so, he can't find the reason for the time being.

Father, like son.

How could Chen Qingyuan not know that Changsun Fengye's thoughts were not for that girl Liu Lingran.

"Forget it, just wait if you want!"

Chen Qingyuan said.

In short, Changsun Fengye refused to leave.

A few days later, Chen Qingyuan assembled a group of elite disciples, preparing to go to a nearby secret realm for training.

Working behind closed doors, you can't really grow up.

Only through suffering can one become a pillar.

Early this morning, Chen Qingyuan led hundreds of inner disciples and true disciples, accompanied by Fang Qingyun, ready to set off.

"where to?"

Suddenly, Changsun Fengye walked out of the guest room for the first time, strode over, and asked in a cold voice.

"Go out for a walk."

A gleam flashed in Chen Qingyuan's eyes, and a vague smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he replied.

The true disciple who went out to practice this time has Liu Lingran impressively.

"I'll go as well."

The eldest grandson Fengye, who was originally staying in the house, suddenly felt that the peace in his heart was gradually going away, then he walked out of the room and rushed here subconsciously.