Tian Yuan

The weak looking woman in front of her is actually the weapon spirit of the ancient Emperor Taiwei.

In this way, the woman's body is not the emperor soldier!

It's no wonder that spiritual wisdom can survive for millions of years, unlike the top holy soldiers of the ancient era, no matter how powerful they are, they can't match the power of time in the end.

"Gollum—"

Chen Qingyuan swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, it was difficult to suppress the shock in his heart.

The pupils constricted, and the whole body trembled slightly.

I can't control it!

"Does the young master know my master?"

The woman in the flower skirt is polite, like a lady who has never left the court, with a fair face, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and a delicate and lovely appearance.

"It should be regarded as acquaintance!" Chen Qingyuan replied: "Emperor Taiwei, no one in the world knows. Even a small person like me has heard of it."

"Young master has good traces of karma, and he is definitely not an ordinary person." The woman in the flower skirt smiled slightly and said softly: "Besides, I seem to feel a trace of the master's law, which is inseparable from the young master."

"Ah?" Chen Qingyuan was startled, unable to believe it: "Young lady made a mistake!"

How can a trace of the ancient Emperor Taiwei's law be related to me?

Chen Qingyuan thought that he was a small person, and it was impossible to have a connection with the ancient emperor.

However, following the words of the woman in the flower skirt, Chen Qingyuan couldn't help but think of something.Since I entered the old land, I have never been hurt by the law of time, nor have I encountered any danger.

At the same time, when entering this deep pit, it seemed to be guided by some kind of power.

And the last time he came to the old land, Chen Qingyuan only remembered some fragments about the ancient emperor Taiwei, and more memories were sealed up by some kind of terrifying power, so he couldn't recall them temporarily.

Thinking of this, Chen Qingyuan's heart was trembling, and he made a bold guess, secretly said: "Could it be that I have been favored by the ancient emperor Taiwei? But, if the emperor really wants to bless him, shouldn't it be given to Old Wu?"

At the feast of the Hundred Meridians that year, fragments of the ancient emperor's black gold pot were born.

It attracted countless evildoers to scramble for it, but it was a pity that Wu Junyan passed the assessment in the end and got a fragment of the emperor soldier, which blended with his body.Moreover, Wu Junyan also got an ancient scripture, which recorded some experiences of the ancient Emperor Taiwei.

All kinds of signs showed that Wu Junyan was the predestined person for the ancient Emperor Taiwei, and it was not Chen Qingyuan's turn at all.

"The Lord's breath, I can't make a mistake."

The reason why the woman in the flower skirt is so polite to Chen Qingyuan is precisely because of the trace of law of the ancient emperor Taiwei.

"Perhaps it's the ancient emperor's sympathy for Qingzong, that's why!"

After thinking about it, Chen Qingyuan found a reason to convince himself.

"My lord's move has a deep meaning."

The woman in the flower skirt said softly.

"Girl, I wonder where my two friends have gone?"

Looking at the situation, the woman in the flower skirt would not have any ill will toward Chen Qingyuan, so she asked.

"Don't worry, son, your two companions are all well."

The woman in the flower skirt replied.

"That's good."

Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan finally felt relieved, as long as he didn't die.

The breeze was still blowing, and ripples appeared on the lake.

"My lord, please move, I'll make a pot of tea for you!"

Perhaps it was the loneliness for many years, or maybe Chen Qingyuan had a bond with the ancient Emperor Taiwei, so the girl in the flower skirt treated him so courteously.

How dare Chen Qingyuan refuse, and followed the woman in the flower skirt to the ancient pavilion on the lake.

After taking a seat, sit upright.

Looking at the girl in the flower skirt who was making tea, Chen Qingyuan asked tentatively: "I don't know what weapon is the girl's body?"

"It's ugly." The woman in the flower skirt seemed to dislike her own body, and after a pause, she still said: "Zhong."

Hearing the sound, Chen Qingyuan's body shook slightly, and suddenly thought of something.

In the barren star in the southern region, there is an ancient bell hanging in the imperial palace, which is the imperial soldier.

For this reason, countless strong men rushed to the southern region, trying their best to break the barrier of the imperial palace, but so far they have not gained anything.Rumor has it that no less than a hundred strong men fell outside the imperial palace.

The girl in front of me is the wisdom of the ancient bell in the imperial palace.

Thinking of this, Chen Qingyuan's throat rolled again, and his mood fluctuated greatly, which could not be suppressed.

This is the spirit of the Emperor Soldiers!

Even after millions of years, it still has a strange and unpredictable divine power.However, the girl transformed by the spirit of Emperor Bing was concentrating on making tea for Chen Qingyuan.

This world is too outrageous!

In the past, Chen Qingyuan didn't even dare to think about it.

A question involuntarily popped into my mind.

Since it is the spiritual wisdom of the emperor soldier, why is it sealed in this secret place in the old land?What happened millions of years ago?

"Young master, the tea is ready."

The woman in the flower skirt brought a cup of brewed tea to Chen Qingyuan.

"Thank you girl."

Chen Qingyuan was flattered.

"My lord, you're being polite." The woman in the flower skirt smiled slightly: "I haven't made tea for many years, and it's a little rusty. If the taste is not good, my lord can't blame it."

"The girl is serious."

How dare I blame it!

Even if it's the ugliest thing in the world, Chen Qingyuan has to act like he tasted it.

Don't think that Emperor Bing Lingzhi is very gentle, maybe he will change his attitude in the next moment.

For the sake of your own safety, you must be cautious in your words and deeds.

Under the gaze of the woman in the flower skirt, Chen Qingyuan took a sip of tea bravely.

The moment his lips touched the tea, his tense heart relaxed inexplicably. He was no longer as restless and tense as before, and slowly became peaceful.

"Good tea." Chen Qingyuan praised: "Thank you, miss."

"It's good that the son likes it."

The woman in the flower skirt couldn't see Chen Qingyuan's nervousness, so she deliberately brewed a cup of tea that could calm her mind.

"Excuse me, why is the girl here?"

No longer nervous, Chen Qingyuan asked.

"My mind has been damaged a bit. I don't remember it very clearly. I only know that a great war broke out that year. The Lord asked me to guard here. When the matter is over, he will come to find me."

The woman in the flower skirt talked about the past, with a look of loneliness in her eyes.

However, the Lord never came.

As time passed, the woman in the flower skirt often fell asleep, not knowing what was happening outside.

To this day, the arrival of Chen Qingyuan gave the girl in the flower skirt hope.

"Sorry for reminding the girl of something sad."

Chen Qingyuan quickly apologized.

"No." The woman in the flower skirt shook her head, hiding the complicated emotions of the past deep in her heart, and changed the subject: "What is the outside world like today?"

The million-year-long seal made the girl in the flower skirt long for the outside world.

"If the girl is willing to listen, I will tell you slowly."

In the next period of time, Chen Qingyuan talked about the current situation in the world one by one, and mentioned words such as the old times, and explained it.

Several hours later, the woman in the flower skirt understood the general situation, nodded slowly, then stood up and saluted, expressing her gratitude to Chen Qingyuan.

Chen Qingyuan was slightly panicked, and got up to return the salute.

Girl, don't do this, I can't bear it!