Tian Yuan

Qingzong, cemetery.

All are dressed in oyster.

Lin Changsheng stood at the top with a sad face.

Ahead stood a tomb.

It is the tomb of Dugu Changkong.

Today, Qingzong held a funeral, without informing outsiders, and simply arranged it.

The senior officials of Ewha Palace and Buddhist Gate expressed their condolences, and Liu Nansheng and the three Zen masters bowed deeply to the tombstone to show their respect.

If there were no martyrs of Qingzong, how could the world be peaceful.

Putting aside other interests, saluting and bowing is the right thing to do.

"Several elders from the inner sect of the Spirit Crane Sect seek to see them."

During the period of mourning, people came to visit.

"Please come in!"

Lin Changsheng ordered.

Above the main hall, Lin Changsheng sat at the main seat, and Chen Qingyuan was somewhere on the left.

The relationship between Linghemen and Qingzong is quite special, there is a special bond, it is the old man Dugu.

Several elders saluted in front of the old man's grave, and then came to the main hall to discuss important matters.

"Linghemen is willing to help Qingzong in the same boat." The leader is the elder of Linghemen, solemnly said.

Saying that, the Great Elder took out dozens of interspatial rings and a jade stone.

There are a lot of resources in the ring, and jade is a communication thing.

If Qingzong encounters difficulties, he can crush the jade as soon as possible, and Linghemen will come to help as quickly as possible.

"Farewell."

After talking about this, the elders of Linghemen bowed their hands and turned around to leave.

Not long after, Dongli Sword Sect also sent someone to show their friendship and express their intention to help each other.

Dugu Changkong passed away, and all sects were ready to move.

At a time like this, if one dared to make friendly relations with Qingzong head-on, that was a real determination.

Until now, the Great Pessimism is still in a wait-and-see state.

The Great Compassion Patriarch passed away, and before he died, he strictly ordered the Zongmen and Qingzong to settle their grievances and protect the younger generation of Qingzong.

However, the ancestor died, and the high-level sect did not do this.

In the eyes of everyone, Qingzong must not be able to survive the catastrophe of the great world, and making friends with him is simply asking for death.

However, the Lihua Palace, Buddhist Gate, Linghe Gate, Dongli Sword Sect and other forces have all expressed their intentions and are on the same front as Qingzong.

Upon learning of this, Da Pessimistic hesitated again.

"Should we obey the order of our ancestors?"

In the past few days, the Great Pessimist has been discussing this matter, but has not been able to discuss a result, which is very annoying.

"At present, there is still a chance to show goodwill. If it continues, it will be difficult to resolve the old grievances with Qingzong."

The high-level executives neither want to take risks, but also want to gain benefits. It is really hopeless.

The opportunity of great pessimism was obtained by his ancestor from Dugu Changkong before his death.

However, the descendants of later generations did not take the words of the ancestors to heart, and obeyed and contradicted.

"Sovereign, please give me a correct sentence!"

After discussing for several days, there was no result, and everyone looked at the Holy Lord.

The Holy Master lowered his eyebrows in deep thought, and was silent for a long time.

"Sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, neither side pays attention to it, just wait and see the changes."

Finally, the Holy Lord gave an order.

It's a good idea to be alone.

However, the Great Pessimism is deep in the quagmire, and it cannot be alone.Unless, Qingzong is destroyed.

If Patriarch Dabei found out about this, he would crawl out of the grave and slap all these idiots one by one.

......

Today, Qingzong had a group of unexpected guests.

The elders of Shanglingguan, Zhaixing Tower, Penglai Villa, Wudaoya and other forces.

There were hundreds of people who came here to mourn and show respect.

In this regard, Lin Changsheng did not stop him.

Anyone who dares to do something during the worship will be cast aside by the monks all over the world.In any case, Qingzong is also a hero in guarding Moyuan, no matter whether the forces of all parties recognize it or not, this is a fact.

Furthermore, the high-level executives of Ewha Palace and Buddhist Gate are all present, so they are really not afraid of too much trouble.

"Senior Dugu, sacrifice yourself for others, my generation of monks can't match it."

Hundreds of people came forward to worship, very respectful.

This kind of behavior is purely pretending, the purpose is to save their respective faces and not be ridiculed by the monks all over the world.

After finally sending away the monks of various sects, new troubles came, which made Chen Qingyuan feel a headache.

"There is a person outside the door who wants to see the uncle."

An inner disciple came straight to Chen Qingyuan's residence and reported it.

"Who?"

Chen Qingyuan's voice came out.

"Chang Ziqiu."

The inner disciple replied.

"Oh?" Chen Qingyuan slightly raised his eyebrows, remembering this character: "Let him come in, please go to the side hall, I will come later."

"Yes."

Then, the disciple followed the order.

Inside the house, Chang Ziqiu appeared before Chen Qingyuan's eyes.

Chang Ziqiu, one of the Ten Heroes of the Northern Wilderness, a sword cultivator and evildoer, once shined brilliantly at the Baimai Feast.

The most important thing is that Chen Qingyuan asked Chen Qingyuan to bring something to find the offspring of his old friend according to a promise made by the girl in red.And that offspring is none other than Chang Ziqiu.

After so many years, I didn't expect Chang Ziqiu to come to my door.

In the side hall, Chang Ziqiu was wearing a light-colored cloth, with a cup of hot tea on the table beside him.

"Brother Chang is here, why are you looking for me?"

Chen Qingyuan strode in, telling the disciples around to go out and do their work, so they don't have to stay.

So, there were only two of them left in the hall.

"There is indeed something important, and I hope to get an answer from Brother Chen."

Chang Ziqiu stood up and cupped his fists as a sign of friendship.

"Please say."

Chen Qingyuan said.

"Where did the jade pendant that brother Chen gave me back then come from?"

The dragon-shaped blood jade belonged to Chang Ziqiu's ancestors.It contains many ancient secret techniques and bloodline secret techniques.

For these years, Chang Ziqiu has been studying the blood jade, living in seclusion.

His current strength is many times stronger than Baimai Feast.If you really want to compare, there are probably no more than one hand in the same generation who can beat him.

"This...no comment."

Chen Qingyuan pondered.

"This matter is very important to me, I hope Brother Chen can tell you."

There was eagerness in Chang Ziqiu's eyes, and a pleading tone in his tone.

"I already said back then that I was entrusted by someone to give you the jade pendant. I really can't say who it is."

Because the girl in red had already spoken beforehand, so she couldn't reveal anything about her.Therefore, Chen Qingyuan could only hold back.

Seeing Chen Qingyuan's embarrassed face, Chang Ziqiu knew that there was nothing he could do to ask, so he had to give up: "Since Brother Chen is in trouble, then I won't ask."

"En." Chen Qingyuan nodded slightly.

Chang Ziqiu sat on the chair, sipping tea one after another, feeling very comfortable.

After a while, Chen Qingyuan said, "Brother Chang, is there anything else?"

"It's gone." Chang Ziqiu shook his head.

"Then I won't keep you, and I won't send you away."

Chen Qingyuan issued an order to expel the guests.

"I want to stay in Qingzong, stay for a while longer, I wonder if it is possible?"

Chang Ziqiu didn't seem to intend to leave.

"why?"

Chen Qingyuan asked back.

"Because I wandered all over the world and have nowhere to go."

That being said, there are actually other reasons.Ever since he got the dragon-shaped blood jade, Chang Ziqiu often had dreams.

Deep in his heart, there seemed to be a voice guiding Chang Ziqiu to follow Chen Qingyuan.

"..." Chen Qingyuan was stunned for a moment: "It's not suitable!"

"I pay the money, and I will never live in vain."

Knowing Chen Qingyuan's temperament well, Chang Ziqiu directly took out a Sumi ring, which was filled with spirit stones.

"We're all brothers, so polite. I'll arrange a place for you later, and you can stay as long as you want."

Chen Qingyuan took the Sumeru ring, checked the resources in the ring with his spiritual sense, and said with a smile.