Tian Yuan

In just a few months, the content of the inscription spread to many prosperous areas, creating a storm.

Everyone is surprised and curious about the inscription, while others are a little skeptical and don't quite believe it.

However, capable practitioners have gone to the ruins in the ancient world, seen the stone tablet with their own eyes, and exclaimed in admiration, no longer having any doubts.

"The Chen Qingyuan written on the monument must have nothing to do with the current generation."

"We have the same name and surname, it's just a coincidence."

"You don't need to think deeply about this, it must be a coincidence. Otherwise, is Chen Qingyuan still the reincarnation of the ancient strong man written on the monument? It's such nonsense, absolutely impossible."

Everyone was talking and noisy, like a human vegetable market, chattering and noisy.

"Fellow Taoist, is this senior Yan An really the ancestor of your Xuanji Sect?"

Suddenly, a group of people came.

Wearing brocade clothes, you show your nobility.

Among them, several senior officials of Xuanji Sect came in a hurry after learning that the ruins here were related to their ancestors.

"It's...it's really the legacy of our ancestors!"

An old man in gray clothes looked at the inscription carefully, his expression gradually became excited, and he could not speak clearly.

In the treasury of Xuanji Gate, ancestral relics from various eras are preserved, including calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, etc.

Especially ancestor Yan An, according to the ancient records of the sect, his talent is so high that it surpasses his peers.His strength is so strong that he has reached the eighth step of Shenqiao. He is the most terrifying ancestor of the Xuanji Sect.

"boom!"

With these words from the senior officials of Xuanji Sect, the content of the inscription is immediately confirmed and there is no doubt about it.

Everyone was shocked and their eyes were solemn.

"Our Xuanji Sect must bring this thing back completely. The rest will depend on chance."

The strong man from Xuanji Sect pointed at the stone tablet with a tough attitude.

No one objected. After all, everyone knew the content of the inscription and it had no value to the world.

This stone tablet is of extremely important significance to the Xuanji Sect and must be taken seriously.

Afterwards, the Xuanji Sect took the stone tablet back, and the old guys from the sect crawled out from the dark corners one after another, studying it carefully, sometimes uttering surprises, sometimes bursting into tears.

"There is a record in the ancient book. In his later years, Ancestor Yan An looked lonely and often sighed. There is also a very strange description. It is said that many of the handwritings of Ancestor Yan An have mysteriously disappeared."

"Perhaps that ancient war was too terrible. The things recorded by our ancestors were related to the war and were forcibly erased by unknown terrifying forces."

"Well, that makes sense."

The elders were amazed and engraved the inscription in their minds.

As for Chen Qingyuan written on the monument, everyone just regarded it as a coincidence and didn't get too entangled.

......

Dizhou, Langya Villa.

Prince Nangong Ge, as usual, drank tea and played the piano, living the life of an outsider, peaceful and picturesque.

Today, several ancestors could not suppress their restless emotions and came to this quiet courtyard together.

It is really unusual for the ancestor to go to see the crown prince in person.

At least this is not the case in any sect in the world.

Only Langya Villa is a special case.

The ancestor is not like the ancestor, the prince is not like the prince, the status is reversed.

"I have seen my ancestor."

The two maids were startled and hurriedly saluted.

"You go down."

The ancestors waved their hands.

Immediately, there were only Nangong Ge and three ancestors in the courtyard.

Nangong Ge was dressed in a plain robe, with long hair tied up in a crown, with a smile on his face, elegant and easy-going: "Several ancestors are here together, what is important?"

"Anan, Grand Master wants to ask you something."

The old man standing on the left has a kind face.

"Say it." Nangong Ge asked the ancestors to take their seats, then poured three cups of tea and said respectfully.

"The recent turmoil is about the ancestral inscriptions of the Xuanji Sect. You should have heard about this!"

The three ancestors all stared at Nangong Ge, their eyes eager and extremely curious.

The ancestors secretly calculated dozens of times, but they had no clue.Therefore, they discussed it and decided to ask Nangong Ge for advice and get an accurate answer.

"I heard it." Nangong Ge nodded.

"The Chen Qingyuan on the inscription, you... do you think there is any connection with the Chen Qingyuan in this world?"

Feeling itchy in his heart, the ancestor stopped talking nonsense and went straight to the topic.

"This..." Nangongge hesitated, and said in deep thought, "It's hard to say."

"If there is anything difficult to say, please answer yes or no."

The elders are all anxious. If they don’t figure it out, they won’t be able to do anything.

Nangong Ge suddenly stood up, walked a few steps forward, looked into the distance, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know how many things were hidden, and whispered: "An unprecedented bright era is coming. The chaos of the world is the beginning of the bright era. Prelude. Just wait, those questions will soon be answered."

The ancestors frowned slowly after listening to Nangong Ge's words.

They are all divine fortune tellers who practice the art of deduction, and they must be able to understand the meaning of Nangong Ge's words.

Nangong Ge has actually given an answer as to whether Chen Qingyuan in the inscription is related to the monster in this world.

Today's troubled times are the prelude to a brilliant era and a curtain for an era of great strife.

"Wait, can we see the glorious era you talk about?"

After pondering for a long time, the ancestors looked at Nangong Ge's profile, hating that they had been born tens of thousands of years ago. If they missed such a prosperous age, they would not be able to rest in peace. They must climb out of the coffin and use their bones to witness the ultimate prosperous age. 's appearance.

"do not know."

Nangong Ge couldn't calculate the time, he only knew that the prelude to the brilliant world was beginning.

After the chaotic situation in the Demonic Abyss is resolved, the ultimate prosperous age will officially begin.

"Ugh!"

At this moment, the three ancestors let out a long sigh, their brows showing vicissitudes of life. I hope that with this blessing, I can see the coming of the great age!

I don’t know what kind of mood they had, the ancestors left this elegant courtyard.

They each stayed in the secret room, lowering their eyebrows and thinking deeply.

"The unparalleled existence that has gone through the ancient war will open a new era in this life."

From the look on Nangong Ge's face and the content of his words, it was not difficult for the ancestors to guess this, and they were filled with excitement and great anticipation.

At the same time, several ancestors recalled some things in the past.

That year, the prince came out of seclusion and was greeted outside the door.

On that day, the Crown Prince passed away and headed to the Northern Wilderness.

Just because of him, it is beyond words.

"Chen...Qingyuan."

The three ancestors found that when they said this name, they felt an inexplicable fear, as if there was a huge mountain above their hearts, weighing heavily.

Just saying his name, he couldn't help but feel a sense of blasphemy and disrespect. Just saying it in his heart, the bloodshot eyes were full of awe.

The matter of the ruins and inscriptions was swept up in the Daoyi Academy in Beihuang along with the strong winds.

When the senior officials of the Academy learned about it, they were shocked and shouted loudly.

Vice Dean Yu Chenran, holding an inscription on an inscription in his hand, suddenly thought of the scene when Chen Qingyuan came out of seclusion that day. He was in a strange state, and his whole body was filled with the aura of death.

At that time, the dean ordered that everyone should not disturb Chen Qingyuan and let him leave.

Later I asked the dean what was going on.

The dean answered with two words - wake up.