Tian Yuan

Everyone looked at Wu Junyan and Chang Ziqiu, hesitant to speak.

A few days ago, under Chen Qingyuan's arrangement, Chang Ziqiu officially became Qingzong's guest elder, giving him a full status.

With Chang Ziqiu's talent and strength, it is naturally not suitable to be a disciple.Besides, Chang Ziqiu majored in the Dao of the Sword and was passed down by his ancestors. No one in Qingzong was qualified to teach him.

"It's not right!"

Great Elder Fang Qingyun was worried and said.

After several trials, Chen Qingyuan did not encounter any danger when walking in the red mist near Qingzong. Only then did Qingzong's senior management nod in agreement, and their worries eased.

If Wu Junyan and Chang Ziqiu were to accompany him, if they were in danger, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Staying in the house all the time, it's too boring."

Chang Ziqiu didn't want to stay in Qingzong, he just wanted to go out for a walk.He is full of great curiosity about the rumored old land.

"Cultivators, go upstream against the current."

Qingzong faced crises many times, and Wu Junyan was unable to protect him.Don't look at him being taciturn on weekdays, his heart is very painful, and he resents that he is weak and can't help much.

Coming to the old land, although there are dangers, it is also accompanied by unknown good fortune.

Wu Junyan is not afraid of death, he only wants to become stronger, and he doesn't want to be as helpless as before.

"Let them go!"

Many elders still want to dissuade them. After all, this is too dangerous and needs to be done with caution.Lin Changsheng interrupted the words of the elders, and said with a serious face.

People like Wu Junyan and others are all top monsters in the world and should not be trapped in a cage.

This is their decision, and the Zongmen should not obstruct it.

So, under the gaze of everyone, the three of Chen Qingyuan were gradually engulfed by the red mist and disappeared.

There is a long red mist, and it is impossible to see what is going on around.

Chang Ziqiu and Wu Junyan followed Chen Qingyuan closely, I believe there will be no mistakes.

"Brother Chen, don't lead the wrong way." Chang Ziqiu held the long knife tightly and whispered, "Our lives are in your hands, don't be careless."

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Chen Qingyuan walked towards the direction where the aura gradually became stronger, while recording the surrounding situation and drawing it into a map.

After clarifying the surrounding environment of Qingzong, the disciples of the sect can go out to practice in the future, so as not to be trapped.

Hiding in the house to practice, without experiencing wind and rain, it is difficult to become a talent.

Although the red mist covered his eyes, Chen Qingyuan was able to record some special locations.For example, there is a mountain here, write down the height and general appearance clearly, take this mountain as the coordinates, walk in which direction you can go back to Qingzong, and so on.

The map also shows which places have ancient laws of time and cannot be touched.

The traces of the past years hide unimaginable murderous intentions, and even encounter the will of the top beings millions of years ago, which is extremely terrifying.

"Why can you walk freely in the old land?"

Wu Junyan had always been silent, but when he found that Chen Qingyuan could avoid many dangerous places, he couldn't help asking.

"Maybe I'm the Son of Destiny!"

Chen Qingyuan replied with a humorous tone.

"I believe."

After pondering for a moment, Wu Junyan nodded heavily.

"I believe it too." Chang Ziqiu said the same, solemnly: "A monster like you has never been recorded in ancient books. It is no exaggeration to say that you are the son of destiny in this life."

"I'm talking nonsense, you really believe it!" Chen Qingyuan recalled all the past, and said contemptuously: "If I am really the son of destiny, why would the law of heaven just sit back and ignore me when I encounter a life-and-death crisis?"

"this......"

The two looked at each other, unable to answer.

The so-called Son of Destiny is one who is favored by the Dao of Heaven and has a smooth life with few ups and downs.In case of danger, the way of heaven will surely send grace to help it through.

Chen Qingyuan was in trouble, and Heaven never gave him grace, and even almost sent thunder and punishment.

"The aura in front is very strong, go and have a look."

After walking for several hours, Chen Qingyuan clearly sensed the change in aura, his eyes changed, and he sped up his pace a little.

At present, what Qingzong lacks the most is not rare treasures and fairy grasses, but the most basic spirit stones.

If you can get some spiritual veins, it will be a worthwhile trip.

Since ancient times, the place of opportunity must be accompanied by danger.

Gradually approaching, the red mist here is not so thick, it has become thinner.

What came into view was a huge ruin.

Thousands of collapsed mountains piled up in one mass.Among the ruins are some ancient buildings, which are dilapidated.

In the past, this place may have been the root of a certain sect, or a prosperous ancient city in Xianshan.

Looking around, there is a desolate scene, covering an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of square miles.

It was silent and eerie.

Chen Qingyuan and the others stood where they were, not daring to investigate deeply for the time being, lest they touch some unknown restriction.

"There must be a lot of spirit stones in this area."

This point can be judged by the richness of the aura, and there is no mistake.

"After a million years, if there is a spirit stone, it must not be an ordinary thing, and I am afraid it has already become a spirit."

If the spiritual stones of the ancient times have survived until today, they must have given birth to spiritual wisdom, which is more precious than the best spiritual veins in the world.

"In your opinion, what should we do?"

Chang Ziqiu looked at Chen Qingyuan and regarded him as the backbone.

Chen Qingyuan stared at the ruins in front of him, there was not a wisp of red mist inside, it must not be simple.After pondering for a long time, he said in a low voice: "Our goal is the spiritual vein resources, and now the resources are close at hand, there is no reason to leave."

"Then go in and have a look. If you really run into trouble, you will be unlucky."

With Chen Qingyuan's words, Chang Ziqiu planned to take the lead.

"Wait." Chen Qingyuan put his hand on Chang Ziqiu's shoulder, with a solemn expression: "I'll go."

Before Chang Ziqiu could reply, Chen Qingyuan walked away.

If there is any danger in the ruins, given the special situation that Chen Qingyuan is not swallowed by the laws of the old earth, there is a high probability that the danger can be saved.

"Be careful."

Chang Ziqiu didn't try his best, and said via voice transmission.

Wu Junyan stood on the spot, pursed his lips tightly, stared at him with a heavy heart.

Ancient ruins, leaving many traces of the past.

Not long after, Chen Qingyuan stood outside a collapsed deep pit, surrounded by building debris and boulders.

The diameter of the deep pit is about a kilometer. When you look down, you can't see the end and it's pitch black.

"boom--"

Chen Qingyuan grabbed a stone beside him, and with a light pinch, the stone turned into powder.

The power of time has made the once hard stone become extremely fragile.

Chen Qingyuan didn't use his aura at all, the slight force just now probably couldn't even kill an ant.

Then, Chen Qingyuan explored various places in the ruins, but did not see any treasures or the like, all of them were useless waste, like paper.

"Is there something hiding under here?"

Going around, I returned to the deep pit at the beginning.