Tian Yuan

There was also a whip-wielding girl in white who had a conflict with a genius of an ancient tribe. In order to take revenge, she planned to lay in wait for several years and found a suitable opportunity to kill the genius of an ancient tribe. No matter how hard he tried to save his life, it would be useless.

Because of this incident, the girl in white was hunted down by that ancient tribe.What's outrageous is that the Mahayana Venerable of the ancient tribe took action and actually let her run away, and her reputation suddenly spread throughout the world.

As for Venerable Shenqiao, he definitely didn't have the nerve to show up. His peers were fighting each other, and the only reason he lost was because of his lack of academic skills.

The Mahayana elders couldn't help but come forward and wanted to kill the girl in white, but she escaped.At this time, if the ancestor still takes action, it will really become a joke, and this person cannot afford to be embarrassed.

"The young master of the Beast Control Sect was punched to death by a young man of unknown origin when he went out for training."

"The seven true disciples of Xuchi Holy Land wanted to steal someone's opportunity and killed people to get goods. Instead, they were suppressed and killed by that person. All seven of them died in a very tragic manner."

"The Dingshan Ancient Sect in the Southern Territory had its religious artifacts stolen. The thief has not been found yet, and it has become the laughing stock of the world."

"Donglai Valley..."

In recent decades, a lot of things have happened that cannot be explained in just a few words.

Monsters spring up in large numbers, like mushrooms after a rain.

Some geniuses seemed to pop out of rocks and suddenly stood on the stage of the world.Some joined the sect that suited them, while others ignored the olive branches offered by various sects and remained alone, doing things without any worries.

In short, the times are bright, but they have also become more chaotic.

The originally clear and calm lake water became blurry and undercurrent surged.

"Has Venerable Chen already..."

After so many years, the world has not heard any information about Chen Qingyuan, which has triggered a wave of speculation.

"Who knows, it has nothing to do with us anyway."

Countless monks can only talk about it as a topic without getting entangled.

"First, he forcibly increased his strength by unknown means, fought against the Emperor's Corpse, and then challenged the Heavenly Judgment. Needless to say, Chen Qingyuan must have encountered something unexpected. Fortunately."

Those forces in the imperial state that had a deadly feud with the Qingzong were relieved that they were no longer as worried as they were at the beginning.

However, since receiving the blessing of heaven, the overall strength of Qingzong has grown rapidly, and because it has recruited a large number of outstanding disciples, its foundation has gradually deepened, and it is no longer weaker than ordinary top holy places.

If this continues, even if Chen Qingyuan does not need to come forward, Qingzong can regain his face and settle all the grievances in the past.

Qingzong is prosperous and prosperous.

Since Wu Junyan stayed in the sect for a long time, the saints from Piaomiao Holy Land often came to visit.

The misty saint, whose name is Changsun Qian, is the sister of Changsun Fengye.

Many years ago, Changsun Qian fell in love with Wu Junyan, and it has not diminished to this day, but has become stronger.

Regardless of whether Changsun Qian was ugly due to cultivation in the past, or whether she has regained her stunning appearance now, Wu Junyan's attitude was as cold as ever and she kept her distance.

"The more you ignore me, the more I will cling to you."

Changsun Qian ran to Qingzong every three days, and even stayed there directly.This shameless temperament completely followed his brother's, as if he was carved from the same mold.

Based on the alliance between Piaomiao Palace and Qingzong, Changsun Qian certainly has reason to stay there forever.

Today, Chang Sun Qian was finally sent away. Wu Junyan rubbed his brow helplessly, feeling a headache.

At this time, Changsun Fengye walked over slowly carrying several jugs of fine wine.

In the pavilion on the lake, the two of them sat opposite each other, drinking wine and chatting.

"Madman, I advise you to take care of your sister and don't bother me all day long."

Wu Junyan warned.

"She's so old, I can't control her." Changsun Fengye said that he didn't have the ability, and joked with a smile: "Old Wu, if you agree, forget it."

"roll!"

Wu Junyan was devoted to seeking the truth and had no time to talk about love, and he had never thought about this issue.

"Tch!" Changsun Fengye shouted loudly and drank heavily.

After the wine was finished, eldest son Fengye was kicked out.

After leaving, eldest son Fengye snorted softly and said to himself: "If you really don't see anyone, just set up a barrier. With my sister's ability, I can use anything to break it."

Indeed!

If Wu Junyan really hates Changsun Qian's persistent pursuit, there are many ways to deal with it.

Maybe he didn't realize this!

"Slutty slut."

Changsun Fengye complained softly, then gathered his emotions and prepared to spend some time with his wife.

Since Qingzong had recruited many good talents before, Liu Lingran had to make a contribution to the sect and did his best to guide the new disciples, which was very hard work.

Therefore, eldest son Fengye had to queue up or even make an appointment if he wanted to see his wife.

too difficult.

Ugh!

No matter how difficult it is, there is no way. Who makes Liu Lingran so responsible?

"Calculate the time, this afternoon should be Lingran's rest period, hurry up and take a look."

The eldest son, Fengye, walked away quickly, fearing that he would miss the good time alone with his wife.

In a certain elegant residence of Qing Zong, two people who were both in the Tribulation Stage were playing chess.

There is a person wearing plain gauze with only his right arm, Chang Ziqiuye.

The other person was wearing luxurious brocade clothes, and it was Ying Jiuye who belonged to the Yan Imperial Clan.

At first, Ying Jiuye planned to stay in Qingzong for a few years and then return to the ancient clan to practice hard.Inexplicably, I stayed here and didn’t want to leave.

The cultivation atmosphere of Qingzong was something Ying Jiuye had never experienced before.

Although there are frictions and competitions among the whole sect, they always follow a rule and will not exceed it, nor will they forget their friendship for the sake of interests.

Whenever he was free, Ying Jiuye gave sermons and guidance to the disciples, winning the love of many people. He said "Elder Ying" every time, all from the bottom of his heart, which was heartwarming.

In particular, some female disciples even boldly expressed their love, which caught Ying Jiuye off guard and often made him blush.

Girls these days are so unreserved.At least, when we were in the clan before, although there were many people who loved Ying Jiuye, they did not dare to express their feelings. At most, they just stood and watched from a distance, expressing affectionately.

It is estimated that Ying Jiuye's status at that time was noble, which gave people an invisible feeling of being untouchable.When he came to Qingzong, he was so elegant and easy-going that many female disciples couldn't help but approach or pursue him.

"pat"

Ying Jiuye dropped a chess piece and smiled brightly: "Brother Chang, you lost."

"Again."

Chang Ziqiu refused to admit defeat.

"Come on."

Ying Jiuye won more and lost less, feeling proud.

Staying here, Ying Jiuye took off his disguise, felt relaxed, had friends, and no longer needed to quarrel with people in his clan, as if he had started a new life.

"Forget it, no more, it's boring."

In the next chessboard game, Chang Ziqiu looked like he was about to lose. He couldn't find a way to break the game, so he started to cheat and got up.

"Brother Chang, you..." Ying Jiuye called a few times, with a wry smile on his face, and then laughed happily. He put down the chess piece happily and chased after him. He also shouted: "Next time I will let you Just hold onto you a little bit, okay?"

"Playing chess is boring. I've recently realized something. Let's have a fight!"

Chang Ziqiu suddenly turned around and drew his sword.

Suddenly, Ying Jiuye's smile froze and his face was covered with black lines.

It's really uncomfortable to start a fight over a disagreement.

As a result, the two started a long discussion, which ended late at night, and it was difficult to determine the winner.