Tian Yuan

Chen Qingyuan's words contained the power of tranquility and spiritual cultivation, which immediately calmed the self-doubting cultivator. His originally shaken faith in the Tao regained his fighting spirit, and he calmed down his emotions and began to realize the Tao once again.

"Please guide me in the right direction, Your Majesty."

That person knew very well that with his own understanding and ability, challenging a path that no one had ever walked before, the ending would definitely be very miserable. Only with the help of the top existence could he avoid the countless dangers ahead.

"Let's discuss this together."

Chen Qingyuan's voice entered his ears.

Multitasking without showing any signs of fatigue.

"clang!"

Sometimes ancient music comes from the end of time, echoing in this territory for a long time.

"Om-"

In many corners of the Taoist temple, visions of golden lotus often appear, exuding solemnity and mystery, shocking the onlookers and making them look like pilgrims.

"Your Majesty, you are preaching and answering questions for us!"

All the people present were monks of Shenqiao, so they all understood what this temple meant.

Simply put, anyone who steps into the Taoist temple and gets the opportunity will have a deep causal relationship with Chen Qingyuan.

Although they are not master and apprentice, they are in reality master and apprentice.

"My understanding is too poor, alas!"

The vast majority of people are trapped in the space of enlightenment, and finally quit due to lack of mental strength, blaming themselves and sighing.

You only have one chance, if you fail you can only leave.

The jade table and wine in front of me automatically disappeared and I had no chance to taste them.

Excited when coming, sad when leaving.

The number of people that Chen Qingyuan could pay even a little attention to was no more than one handful.

None of the cultivators who have entered the Taoist temple yet can actually walk up to Chen Qingyuan.

Once the news of what happened here spreads, it will surely attract countless people.

After all, the opportunity to sit down and discuss philosophy with the legendary Lord is rare and should not be missed.

A few acquaintances came today, which brought some interest to Chen Qingyuan.

"Brother, long time no see!"

The current ruler of the Dragon Clan, Fu Changge, nicknamed Laohei, is now increasingly showing the majesty of a ruler, making people intimidated and afraid to approach him.

There were two people standing beside Lao Hei, both of them were famous figures in the world.

A man dressed in light-colored brocade clothes, with a calm and reserved temperament and deep and bright eyes. His name is Wu Junyan, and he is unique in the Qing Sect and no one can match him.

The other person, wearing an orange-yellow long-sleeved robe, looked very noble. His name was Huang Xingyan, and he was a descendant of Emperor Taiwei. He had also fused a drop of the Emperor's blood, and was extremely talented, with strength far exceeding that of his peers.

The three were originally searching for resources in some ancient ruins. When they heard that Chen Qingyuan had set up a Taoist temple, they all rushed over, coincidentally.

I feel extremely happy to be able to meet you in the ninth heaven.

"clatter……"

They glanced at Chen Qingyuan, and without saying anything, they walked into the dojo in tacit understanding.

Following this specific law path, crossing the outer area, he quickly entered the core position of the dojo and arrived directly in front of Chen Qingyuan.

Chen Qingyuan did not relieve the pressure secretly. It was because they each used their own abilities that they were able to get here.

"I haven't seen you for many years. I hope you are all well."

After exchanging glances with his old friend, Chen Qingyuan smiled and began to pour wine.

"Time flies so fast!"

Looking back on the past, Lao Hei couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother Chen, we finally meet."

Huang Xingyan looked at Chen Qingyuan who was so close to him, and his eyes uncontrollably recalled the scenes of when he first met and got along with Chen Qingyuan, as if it happened yesterday, very clearly.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Huang Xingyan had not met Chen Qingyuan, even if his ancestors were powerful, he would not have been able to wait for the opportunity to turn things around and would have turned into a handful of earth long ago.

Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan fought bravely to protect him at the moment of merging the emperor's blood essence, so that he could overcome the difficulties and become the Huang Xingyan today.

"Brother Huang, please!"

Chen Qingyuan raised his glass in a toast.

"please!"

Huang Xingyan's eyes were bright, he spoke loudly, and drank the wine in the glass.

A few people were drinking together, with a thin layer of mist condensing around them, and their figures were looming, like a dream.

Everyone looked at this scene with great envy, and fantasized that they could become one of them, laughing and talking about life, and giving advice on how to deal with the world.

"It's really fucking awesome to be your brother in this life."

Lao Hei is proud of this and his face is full of pride.

As the current True Dragon King, Lao Hei's body is full of treasures. However, his current cultivation is not very high, otherwise Chen Qingyuan would definitely ask for a drop of his own essence blood, which would definitely be a great help in breaking through the bottleneck.

The loss of a drop of vital blood can be repaired with just time and resources, and the impact is not significant.

In fact, as long as Chen Qingyuan said a word, not to mention asking Lao Hei to donate a drop of blood, he would even empty his entire body without frowning.

"Call me uncle."

Wu Junyan, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke.

“…” Chen Qingyuan was speechless.

Seeing the embarrassment on Chen Qingyuan's face, several people smiled at each other.

We drank several pots of wine and talked about many past events.

A few days passed silently from my fingertips.

"Brother, I know there is a big gap between me and you, but I still want to give it a try." Putting down the wine glass, Lao Hei put away the smile on his face and said very seriously: "Can we have a fight?"

"Okay." Chen Qingyuan and Lao Hei looked at each other deeply and nodded in agreement.

"Come and fight!"

Lao Hei stood up, and a mighty dragon power surged out. He had wanted to spar with Chen Qingyuan a long time ago, but there was no suitable opportunity. This time Chen Qingyuan set up a dojo, so he should participate.

"You want to fight the real body?"

Looking at the attitude of his old friend, Chen Qingyuan raised his eyes and asked.

"Of course." Lao Hei doesn't like the competition of spiritual power. Only a real battle can give full play to his strength without any regrets.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Chen Qingyuan agreed.

"Should we go to another place? It's hard to perform here."

Lao Hei glanced around, not wanting to hurt any innocent people.

"There's no need for that. Just do it!"

Chen Qingyuan spoke calmly.

"Brother, even though you are very strong, you can't underestimate others!"

After saying that, Lao Hei burst out with the domineering power that a Dragon King should have. The terrifying energy erupted like a volcano, all pressing towards Chen Qingyuan. Then he slapped out with one palm, using all his strength.

Fortunately, with the protection of the Daochang Law, these people in this world were not injured. Otherwise, most cultivators would not be able to withstand such a terrifying power of a real dragon, and would be injured at best, or even die at worst.

Huang Xingyan and Wu Junyan sat on one side, a transparent protective barrier condensed on their bodies, they were as steady as a rock, their expressions remained unchanged.

"town!"

Facing Lao Hei who was trying his best, Chen Qingyuan sat still, slowly raised his right hand, and pointed his index finger forward.

"Boom——"

The invisible finger light destroyed the raging dragon power and pierced through Lao Hei's giant palm that was slapped from the air.

In an instant, this giant finger condensed by the law of terror reached the center of Lao Hei's eyebrows, only half an inch away.