Tian Yuan

All over the world, the competition is fierce.

The area where Qingzong is located is prosperous like a dream, and powerful people are like clouds.

Some people wanted to know more about Chen Qingyuan, so they made a special trip to Qingzong to listen to various versions of the story, both true and false, with great interest.

The high-ranking officials of the ancient tribe sacrificed their dignity and came to apologize. Although they became the talk of the town, they had to bow their heads for the sake of the overall situation.

There is a new generation of young geniuses, who take their respective birthplaces as starting points, move towards their goals, enter secret realms, seize good fortune, just to leave behind a legendary story of their own in this prosperous era.

Chen Qingyuan's disciples all obtained considerable opportunities, gradually made a name for themselves, and were often talked about by creatures in certain realms.

The most exciting thing in recent times must be the storybook that has spread from Qingzong.

The cover of the storybook is very exciting, with a line of big characters written on it - Chen Qingyuan fought alone against the heroes in the ancient ruins.

These days, Chen Yiyi has been sorting out the contents she recorded in the ruins. After a lot of hard work, she finally completed the first volume of the new storybook.

She plans to publish this story in ten volumes, which will surely be a big seller.

The content of the story is both true and false.

"The image on the photo stone is too blurry. It can't carry that scene. What a pity."

Chen Yiyi could only rely on her own memory to depict the figures and appearances of those ancient powerful men, as well as their powerful weapons.

We invited the heads of various major chambers of commerce to hold a meeting, negotiated the distribution of benefits, and signed a contract.

As a result, the story about the War of Relics came out and spread to all parts of the world at an extremely fast speed. The sensation it caused was like a thunderclap that covered billions of star fields.

If it was said that Chen Qingyuan had come out of the ruins before, it was only seen by a small number of top powerhouses, and they were so shocked that they could not express it in words.

Using the storybook as a medium, people can learn about Chen Qingyuan's legendary deeds.

Moreover, the powerful men of the time were not clear about the specific situation in the depths of the ruins. They only saw Chen Qingyuan's heroic style as he strode out bathed in precious blood.

“I’m going to order a thousand copies!”

As soon as this happened, the sales points of all the major chambers of commerce were crowded with people. Among those who came to buy the storybooks, there were even powerful people from the Divine Bridge, who were great figures that ordinary people could not even see on a normal day.

"This girl has really learned the essence of Chen Qingyuan's money-making method."

When Yiyi's elders heard about this, they didn't know whether to laugh or cry. They said it, but their bodies were honest and they sent people to buy the storybook. Some were so impatient that they went there in person to see it as soon as possible.

“The disciple is better than the master.”

Somewhere, sea of ​​clouds.

Nangong Ge and Situ Lin were originally sitting opposite each other playing chess, drinking tea and chatting. At this moment, the two of them temporarily stopped the chess game, lowered their eyebrows and looked at the book in their hands, taking in every word, and sketching out the corresponding picture in their sea of ​​consciousness, as if they were actually there.

The immortal ancient clans, the hidden great sects, the holy places of all walks of life, and so on, from the top leaders to the outer gates, were all reading the script written by Chen Yiyi with complete concentration and constant exclamations.

The same is true for independent cultivators around the world.

In just half a year, under the operation of major chambers of commerce, wherever there are practitioners, you can see people holding storybooks and discussing enthusiastically.

People's awe of Chen Qingyuan became even stronger, and they often looked up at the sky, wanting to see his majestic figure with their own eyes.

"An old man fishing in a straw raincoat and cloth shoes."

"The nine-tailed white fox is as charming as a painting."

"His face was pale and yellow, his stature was short, and he was holding a three-foot sword."

"The two-headed snake king has a burly body and dark skin."

"..."

Nangong Ge read the storybook carefully. Some of the ancient powerful figures had relatively blurry illustrations.

With their abilities, these keywords are enough to deduce the origins of the corresponding characters.

Every person mentioned in the storybook is a well-known figure in every era, and more than half of them even have the qualifications to attain enlightenment, which is incredibly powerful.

Because Yiyi's cultivation was relatively weak, she didn't see all the details of the battle, and the description of the fighting process was mixed with a lot of subjective fantasy.

However, the ancient powerful men recorded in the records are definitely real, and their true selves can be found in the long river of time.

"He managed to get out of this murderous situation. It's really scary."

With the help of the storybook, Situ Lin has deduced the details of the battle of the ruins. His face changed and he exclaimed in amazement.

“Otherworldly and extraordinary.”

Nangong Ge also had a look of shock on his face, looking forward to the scene where Chen Qingyuan reached the pinnacle in this life and then became the brightest star in all eternity.

“When he reaches the top, I wonder what the scenery will be like.”

Situ Lin was looking forward to the future and for the first time he felt that time was passing so slowly.

"Wait for the situation to change."

Nangong Ge gently closed the storybook, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, his heart as calm as water and his tone flat.

After talking for a while, the two continued to play chess with complicated thoughts.

......

People from all over the world were discussing the great battle of ruins in the novels, as if they had seen it with their own eyes, and their blood was boiling.

Chen Qingyuan's prestige rose again, like a raging fire, burning the heavens and all the worlds.

The first volume of the storybook is selling like hot cakes, and the second volume will be released next month. Countless people are looking forward to and waiting for the subsequent content.

Yiyi took out several pieces of photo stones that recorded blurry images of the paintings and put them up for sale at the largest auction house in Northern Wilderness. They attracted many top experts who offered high prices for them.

If the stone carvings retain a trace of the Daoist rhyme of an ancient strongman, it is worth spending any amount of spiritual stones. Gaining insights from them will definitely allow one to take one step further and reach a higher realm.

Prove the road, somewhere.

Chen Qingyuan found a very good spiritual place. After recuperating for many days, he took out the inheritance jade slips he had obtained from the ruins of the Boundary Sea.

There are thirteen jade slips in total, and the most precious one is the inheritance of the Diao Laojun. The power of his Taoism is not weaker than some imperial laws. Its value cannot be measured by secular spirit stones. It is a rare and invaluable gift.

“It’s worth a closer look.”

Sitting cross-legged in the void filled with rich spiritual energy, Chen Qingyuan took the jade slip and slowly looked at and studied it.

Inside the jade slip is also an account of the life of Diao Laojun.

"I was originally a boatman on a cold river, ferrying people for a living, and I liked fishing..."

Although Fishing Laojun likes fishing, he has been a boatman for more than 30 years and has caught fish only a handful of times. People living on both sides of the river know this and laugh at his bad luck.

When he was in his fifties, the order of heaven and earth changed, and pure spiritual energy began to flow in this barren world, as if a sprout had grown in the boundless desert, ushering in vitality and hope.

On this day, the Fishing Master was sitting on the bow of the boat as usual, fishing with a bamboo pole.

After a while, the bamboo pole bent down and a fish was hooked, which surprised the fisherman and made him ecstatic.