Tian Yuan

The giant finger pressed against Lao Hei's brow, and countless strands of silk threads overflowed from the fingertips and entangled Lao Hei's body, making him unable to move and unable to resist.

Everyone knew that Lao Hei could not be a match for Chen Qingyuan, but no one expected that the competition would end in this way.

Suppress with one finger and restrain the real dragon.

The people who witnessed this scene were horrified, and no words could express the shock in their hearts. In their eyes, except for Chen Qingyuan, the whole world lost its color and became dim.

In an instant, the winner was decided.

Chen Qingyuan slowly retracted his pointed index finger, with a poetic smile on his face.

As Chen Qingyuan stopped, Lao Hei's pressure suddenly dropped and he regained his ability to move. The finger just now gave him tremendous psychological pressure, and his back felt cold and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"me......"

He looked at Chen Qingyuan deeply, with all kinds of emotions mixed together, which made Lao Hei stunned and speechless.

"As expected of my brother, you're such a pervert!"

After a while, Lao Hei calmed down, took a long breath, and exclaimed.

With the previous experience of Lao Hei, Wu Junyan and Huang Xingyan remained silent. Originally, they also planned to compete with Chen Qingyuan. Although they knew they were not his opponent, they wanted to see how big the gap was.

At that moment, both of them felt the power of Chen Qingyuan's finger, as if it came from another dimension, containing extremely terrifying energy and was irresistible.

The two men asked themselves, if they were in Lao Hei's position, the result would not have changed and they would have lost for sure.

There is no need for a head-on confrontation.

Even though Chen Qingyuan has not yet attained enlightenment and become an emperor, he has already transcended the mundane world and is superior to all living beings.

"Brother Hei, stop standing there in a daze, sit down!"

Chen Qingyuan remained indifferent from beginning to end, as if nothing had happened.

Sitting back in his original seat, Lao Hei took a big gulp of the wine and then exhaled.

The brothers drank and thought about the past, lamenting that time passed quickly.

Especially Lao Hei, thinking back to when he first met Chen Qingyuan, he could suppress him with just one finger, but now the situation has reversed, he sighed.

"What is the meaning of discussing the Dao among the heroes?"

Wu Junyan didn't treat Chen Qingyuan as a superior, and they continued to get along the same way as before. After chatting, they talked about business.

“Preaching, making connections, capturing inspiration.”

Chen Qingyuan responded bluntly.

"What level have you reached now?"

After observing him many times, Wu Junyan could not see through Chen Qingyuan's level of cultivation and could only ask directly.

"Just entered the seventh step."

There is nothing to hide from friends, Chen Qingyuan told the truth.

After hearing this answer, the three friends fell silent.

At the seventh step of the Divine Bridge, he already had the terrifying strength to dominate the world. When he reaches the ninth step, what kind of demeanor will he have!

Hard to imagine.

The gap between people is so huge!

"No one can compete with you for the throne of the Great Emperor in this world."

Lao Hei firmly believed it.

In response, Chen Qingyuan smiled but did not answer.

"Can I help you if I join the game?"

Huang Xingyan looked around the dojo and asked.

"maybe!"

Chen Qingyuan wanted to discuss Taoism with the heroes and find a path that would be beneficial to his own practice.

Gather ideas from all quarters and integrate them.

"Since I can help Brother Chen, there is no reason for me not to join the game."

After saying this, Huang Xingyan sat cross-legged on the cushion, slowly closed his eyes, entered into his own unique world of consciousness, and displayed the way of origin without reservation.

Of course Wu Junyan and Lao Hei would not leave. They looked at each other and without further ado, they each chose a suitable spot to sit down and meditate.

Immediately, the temple became silent.

Looking at the three good friends sitting nearby, Chen Qingyuan felt warm in his heart.

It is extremely lucky to have a bosom friend in life. But Chen Qingyuan has more than one bosom friend.

"Zheng——"

Looking into the distance and recalling the past.

Chen Qingyuan felt something in his heart, so he took out a guqin and gently plucked it with his fingertips. The strings vibrated slightly, and a low and pleasant sound came out.

The ancient zither has an extraordinary origin and is named the Qishang Zither. Its quality has reached that of a quasi-imperial instrument.

It was damaged in the battle of the Boundary Sea Ruins, but was later restored to its original state by Lin Yuan from Fucheng.

A piece of piano music pulled the heroes from all walks of life in the dojo into a deeper virtual world, where they either discussed their understanding of the laws of the Dao or engaged in a fist-fight.

In the eyes of outsiders, the temple was extremely quiet, without any disturbance at all.

There is a universe inside, which has condensed into hundreds of mysterious spaces, where people can discuss and exchange ideas and plot the way forward together.

Chen Qingyuan's mental strength was extremely terrifying. Not only did he withstand this kind of pressure, but he was also far from reaching his own limit and felt relaxed and comfortable.

Some people come in and some people go out.

Even though they did not gain anything, some people remembered Chen Qingyuan's kindness and even knelt down before leaving to express their respect and gratitude, and hated that their own understanding was too shallow and they had no chance to get this good fortune.

As time went by, everyone who had embarked on the path to enlightenment knew that Chen Qingyuan had set up a temple in the Ninth Heaven, and they all rushed there to witness it with their own eyes, not wanting to miss it.

Some people said: "Your Majesty's move fully demonstrates his invincibility. I'm afraid that he will suppress the strong men in the heavens and myriad worlds and not be able to raise their heads."

Someone said: "It is an honor to be a witness to the new era. As for other things, I dare not hope for them."

Many days later, thousands of Shenqiao monks gathered outside the Taoist temple, looking at Chen Qingyuan sitting on the high platform, their eyes full of awe.

At this moment, a person of some importance finally arrived.

The man was wearing a gray cloth and holding a cane. His sunken eyes sometimes emitted a frightening bloodshot light. Every step he took seemed very difficult. He was skinny and looked like he was dying.

His name is Luo Yanchen, the ancestor of the Linqian Imperial Clan and currently the most powerful being.

"I have met Your Majesty."

Luo Yanchen walked outside the Taoist temple and bowed to Chen Qingyuan.

"Ah."

Chen Qingyuan nodded in return.

Although the opponent was a quasi-emperor, in Chen Qingyuan's view, he was nothing at all, so he suppressed him with a flip of his palm.

"I would like to ask for your advice, Your Excellency. Is that possible?"

In fact, Luo Yanchen had been here for many days. He had been hiding in the dark and observing, and found that this Taoist temple was indeed mysterious and could not be peeped in. He was old, and had not found the good fortune that could change his fate in these years, so he could only come here to try his luck.

If Chen Qingyuan was quite dissatisfied with the Linqian Imperial Clan, he would either ignore Luo Yanchen or kill him.

Luo Yanchen, who made this request, was nervous and mentally prepared for the worst outcome, which was nothing more than death.

It is not shameful to die at the hands of His Majesty. Perhaps it can even be recorded in the history books of major ethnic groups and known by people in later generations.

Chen Qingyuan looked at Luo Yanchen a few times, which gave him great psychological pressure. A few strands of cold sweat seeped out of his forehead, and his bent waist couldn't help but lower a few more inches.