Tian Yuan

Before recovering from his injuries, he met with Lao Hei.

"Brother, let's have a drink?"

Chen Qingyuan came to Lao Hei's secluded residence with several jugs of good wine, pushed the door open and entered.

"I thought you weren't coming."

Old Hei snorted softly, Chen Qingyuan had been back for a while, and he hadn't come to say hello to him, so he was a little annoyed.

"I'm busy with things, I only have time to come here in these two days, brother, don't blame me."

After dealing with all kinds of trivial matters, you can relax and have a drink.

"Why are you to blame, did you bring something delicious?"

Old Hei has become accustomed to the human form, dressed in black, with a cold demeanor.

"Bring it." Chen Qingyuan threw out a cosmos bag, which was full of delicacies.

"Hey, that's about it."

With good food and wine, Lao Hei immediately smiled.

The two brothers sat facing each other, tasting wine and chatting.

After several hours of drinking, they talked about major events in various places, and also talked about some interesting things.

Late at night, Chen Qingyuan put down his wine glass and walked out of the gate slowly.

A gust of cold wind blows away Chen Qingyuan's alcoholism.

Walking and walking, he appeared in the mausoleum of the Academy Palace.

The last time the scuffle caused by Chen Qingyuan's siege resulted in the downfall of the seven Mahayana venerables from the Daoyi Academy.

Chen Qingyuan was extremely guilty.

Standing in front of this row of newly established tombs, there are mixed feelings.

Take the wine, bow one by one to respect each other, sprinkle the wine on the ground, and pay homage sincerely.

"Don't be sad, this is their best home."

Suddenly, a gentle breeze came, accompanied by a low and hoarse voice.

The person who came was an old woman dressed in coarse linen, holding a cane, her face was wrinkled, her teeth had fallen out, and she was very old.He has a thin figure, and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet are faded. This suit has been worn for many years, and it is full of traces of the vicissitudes of time.

She is the elder who guards the cemetery. Few people know her name.

People in the academy called her Granny Mai.

Even the dean is very respectful to him.

According to reliable sources, Granny Mai is the confidante of the previous dean, and also the head of the previous Jiantang. She has lived for nearly 3 years, and her seniority is frighteningly high.

"Mother-in-law."

Chen Qingyuan immediately saluted, very respectful.

"They are all old, and their lifespan is coming to an end. Rather than dying of old age and staying in the academy, it is better to go out and fight to the death, blooming the last light of life, and living in the world is worthwhile."

Mai Mama faced these tombs, her sunken eyes were very cloudy, without a trace of emotional fluctuations, she was already numb after seeing too much.

"After all, it's because of the younger generation, I can't bear it."

Chen Qingyuan said in shame.

"They should thank you." Granny Mai's voice was extremely low, like a beast about to die, and there was a breath of death all over her body: "Without you, the strength they have cultivated for a lifetime is useless."

The rules of the Daoyi Academy are detached from the world, and one must not interfere in the affairs of the world.

If there were no accidents, most of the elders in the academy would have to hide in this remote place and not be known by outsiders.

In this scuffle, those elders who were about to die did everything they could, not only to avenge Chen Qingyuan, but also to have a hearty fight and prove that they had come to this world.

Even if there is only a moment of bright light, it is worth it.

"Children, you don't have to blame yourself, you should be happy for them."

When Granny Mai said these words, there seemed to be a hint of envy in her eyes.If possible, she also wanted to lie in the coffin and sleep forever.

People of the same age have all sat down.Familiar faces can only be found in vague memories.

Living is an endless torture.

However, Granny Mai cannot commit suicide, she must slowly wait for the end of her lifespan to come.She had promised her former dean to take good care of the Daoyi Academy and not to do stupid things.

How can a promise made to a lover be abandoned halfway, and must be persisted to the end.

Staying in the cemetery, next to the resting place of acquaintances, can make Granny Mai feel a little warm and not so lonely.

"What about your future, I can't predict a trace of it, it's full of variables." Granny Mai turned her head to look at Chen Qingyuan, looked at Chen Qingyuan carefully, and whispered: "Go forward hard and walk out a path that belongs to you. In this era, the Your presence makes all the difference."

After saying these words, Granny Mai slowly turned around and walked to the depths of the cemetery with her crutches.

In the dead of night, the cold wind howled.

Watching Mai Mama's departure, Chen Qingyuan's heart became extraordinarily peaceful.

Maybe it was Granny Mai's secret action, which wiped away the sense of guilt and self-blame, allowing Chen Qingyuan to stabilize his Dao heart and look forward.

whirring—

After standing for a long time, another gust of cold wind hits my face.

Chen Qingyuan's consciousness returned to reality, ready to retreat.

Before leaving, he bowed deeply towards the tombstones with deep respect.

Retreat to recuperate, and go to Tianyuan after you are healthy.

I don't know what the current situation of the girl in red is.

......

Dizhou, somewhere.

The monsters of the two immortal ancient clans have a good relationship, so they have been walking together.

On this day, they received a message, and their expressions changed in shock.

"Shen Jiang, he's dead."

The first batch of Tianjiao arranged by the Immortal Ancient Clan to investigate the situation, a total of 15 people from different ethnic groups.The selected characters have been selected through layers of selection, not to say they are the strongest among their peers, but they must be at the forefront.

Before coming, they exchanged life tokens.

If someone falls, the life card will shatter.

Although the Immortal Ancient Clan has competition, they are very united and support each other at critical times.

"Could it be that some old guys made a move?"

The rest of the Tianjiao of the ancient clan all got the news of Shen Jiang's fall, some ignored it, some were nervous.

"He has the body protection treasure of the ancient clan on his body, even if the old man is killed, he still has a chance to escape!"

The heritage of the Immortal Ancient Clan is far beyond the imagination of the world.

"Let's be careful and take it as a warning, so as not to conflict with old things."

In the eyes of everyone, Shen Jiang's death must have something to do with the strong men of Mahayana and above.

As everyone knows, the real situation is not the case.

Eastern land, a remote place.

A desolate star that was about to collapse, Wu Junyan stood on a high place in a white robe.

The clothes were stained with blood, whether it was his own, Shen Jiang's, or both.

There is a huge pit on the ground, no less than ten thousand miles in diameter.

Countless long cracks spread to every corner of Desolate Star.

This desolate star may collapse at any time and turn into ashes in the starry sky.

In the deepest part of the huge pit, lying a bloody corpse, it was Shen Jiang.

After fighting for a long time, Wu Junyan completely wiped him out without mercy.

Shen Jiang of the Kunpeng Ancient Clan was obsessed with the fragment of the imperial soldier, and tried his best to find Wu Junyan, putting on a high-ranking attitude.In the subsequent battle, Shen Jiang found out that he was invincible, so he resorted to various means to evade.

However, Wu Junyan pursued him relentlessly and did not plan to stop.