Tian Yuan

Old soil, Qingzong area.

Roughly calculated, Chen Qingyuan has been away from Qingzong for decades.

When I came back today, I was in a complicated mood, and my eyes gradually shone with joy.

After ten years of fighting, Chen Qingyuan's mental state has slightly changed. Fortunately, he stopped in time and stopped fighting blindly. He should be able to recover soon.

Even though there was a red mist ahead, Chen Qingyuan could still find where Qingzong was.

Returning to the sect, there are mixed feelings.

After crossing the barrier of red mist, a star was suspended in the frontier.

A huge spirit-gathering formation is arranged around the star, and Qingzong is located on the star, slowly developing.

For Chen Qingyuan, Qingzong's status cannot be replaced.

Because this is his home.

Walking forward slowly, the killing intent on his body began to dissipate.

The mind that was tense all the time was relieved.

No longer worried about encountering a new powerful enemy, the clenched fists were slowly loosened.

"Master Uncle is back!"

The disciple on duty noticed a figure in the distance, and the first reaction was to inform the elder guarding the mountain gate, and he was mentally prepared for trouble.As the figure gradually became clear, all the disciples swept away their tense posture and were ecstatic.

In just a short moment, everyone in Qingzong knew the news of Chen Qingyuan's return.

The suzerain Lin Changsheng, the guardian elder Fang Qingyun and others all rushed over after hearing the news, their faces were happy and their excitement could not be concealed.

"Senior brother."

"Uncle Master is back, today is a day of great joy."

"Welcome Master Uncle."

"..."

Manzong is lively and full of voices.

Chen Qingyuan bowed to the elders, then took out some resources and sent a group of juniors away.

The gift from the elders is irresistible.

All the disciples were overjoyed, divided the resources, and obediently retreated to their respective positions without making any fuss.

Above the main hall, the senior officials of Qingzong took their seats one after another.

Everyone's eyes focused on Chen Qingyuan, there were so many questions, and he didn't know how to ask them.

"Don't worry, I'll talk about the outside situation slowly." Chen Qingyuan took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Let's start with the abandoned son of Confucianism..."

In the next few hours, Chen Qingyuan roughly talked about his own experience and the major events that happened in various places.

For example: the Battle of Heaven's Punishment in the Imperial Palace of the Southern Territory, the inheritance of the Emperor Zhun from the ancient ruins of the Northern Wilderness, the son of Langya, etc.

The elders listened carefully, imagining various pictures in their minds.

"Huh!" After the story was finished, Lin Changsheng had a sudden question: "By the way, where is Chang Ziqiu? Why didn't you come back with you?"

"Yes! Where's Elder Chang?"

The elders realized it later and asked.

It wasn't until now that everyone discovered that Chang Ziqiu hadn't followed him back.

Lao Chang's sense of presence is too low.

At any rate, Lao Chang has been a guest elder for several years, and often teaches the disciples in his sect how to practice.

"Because of some accidents, I was forced to come to the old land, and Elder Chang did not accompany me."

Chen Qingyuan explained.

"What's the accident?"

Originally, everyone thought that Chang Ziqiu had gone outside, so they wanted to cut off contact with Qingzong, and they didn't want to be dragged into the whirlpool by Qingzong.If this is the case, everyone can understand, after all, Chang Ziqiu has no reason to live and die with Qingzong.

"This... is hard to say."

It is related to the guidance of Shenqiao and unknown existence, Chen Qingyuan is unwilling to say.

It's not that you can't trust the elders present, but that it involves too much and is too complicated, and there is no need to cause the elders to worry in vain.

"As long as you're safe."

Everyone has a secret, everyone understood, and the topic was changed directly.

Chatting and chatting, no one talked about Chang Ziqiu's recent situation.

Chang is so difficult.

"I'm coming back this time, and I won't be here for long."

Chen Qingyuan didn't forget about the Dinghun Orb, so he must hurry back to Daoyi Academy to ensure that Zhao Yichuan's soul can return to his body.

"Anyway, stay at home for a few days!"

Lin Changsheng asked to stay.

"Ah."

It's only a few days, so it shouldn't delay things.

After talking about the matter, Chen Qingyuan went to the medicine hall and met with the ghost doctor.

The ghost doctor is still the same as before, he likes black dresses and dark veils.

"Sister." Chen Qingyuan walked into the house and called out.

"Ah."

The ghost doctor was fiddling with medicinal herbs, and smiled back.

The siblings chatted for half an hour, talking about major events and some interesting things that happened outside.

Then, Chen Qingyuan gave all the rare medicinal materials he got recently to the ghost doctor: "Sister, here you are."

"Ancient elixir!" Looking at the pile of rare and precious medicines, the ghost doctor was very excited, and exclaimed, "Where did you get it?"

There are several medicinal herbs that the world says are extinct and cannot be found anywhere.The ghost doctor had only seen a few fragments of records in ancient books, but now seeing it with his own eyes, he was extremely shocked.

"By chance."

Chen Qingyuan smiled slightly.

"I'm sorry." The ghost doctor didn't say a polite word, and excitedly researched the precious medicine that only existed in ancient times.

Chen Qingyuan probably got in the way by staying here, the ghost doctor lost his initial enthusiasm, and issued an order to drive away the guests without even looking at them: "You go, remember to close the door."

"..."

Again.

Similar situations have happened many times, so today Chen Qingyuan chatted with the ghost doctor for a while before taking out the precious medicine.If not, at the beginning of the gift of medicinal materials, I am afraid that if the front foot goes in, the back foot will come out.

The ghost doctor is immersed in alchemy and cannot extricate himself.

"squeak"

Glancing at the serious back of the ghost doctor sister, Chen Qingyuan smiled bitterly, walked lightly outside the house, and closed the door smoothly.

The formation of gathering spirits fits yin and yang, and there is also a difference between day and night.

That night, Chen Qingyuan and Lin Changsheng sat on the top of Tingdao Mountain, drinking wine against the wind, and talking with each other.

Ting Dao Mountain, Qingzong's foundation, is also the last reliance.

In the future, if Qingzong encounters difficulties, he can activate the prohibition of Tingdao Mountain, and a mark left by the sages of the past can be activated.

It's just that the background information of Heardao Mountain can only be used once.

Unless it is the catastrophe of the extermination of the clan, it must not be activated.

"Junior Brother, your cultivation level has improved tremendously, so there is no hidden danger!"

Although Lin Changsheng's talent was limited and he couldn't break the shackles of Qingzong's inheritance. He was always at the peak of Mahayana, but his combat power was much stronger than most monks of the same realm. It can be seen that Chen Qingyuan's cultivation realm.

"Brother, don't worry, there is no hidden danger."

Chen Qingyuan smiled slightly and gave a reassuring look.

"That's good." Lin Changsheng was wearing a plain shirt, with a refined demeanor, and nodded slightly: "You have your own way to go, and you don't talk too much as a brother. No matter what, you have to remember one thing, everything is your own life. .”

"Well, I remember."

Chen Qingyuan nodded heavily.

"Don't talk about these trivial matters, drink."

The night is hazy, the breeze is blowing, and you should drink a few glasses.

The two brothers drank several jars of fine wine, chatted about the past and laughed happily.

The next day, Chen Qingyuan went to a side hall.

There is a huge black cauldron in the hall, with tiny cracks all over its body.