Chen Qingyuan fell into deep thinking. Song Wenxian's words of protection brought him not surprise, but shock.
If you are not courteous, you will be a thief if you are not a traitor.
He doesn't have a deep relationship with the Song family. Why is the Song family like this?
Doubt, surprise, uneasy, and a trace of panic.
"The old man is an old friend with your master, and with your own talent, there is no reason for the Song family not to get closer to you."
Song Wenxian could see the uneasiness in Chen Qingyuan's heart and hurriedly explained.
"So that's it." If it's the master's face, it will meass. Most of Chen Qingyuan's doubts dissipated and bowed: "If there are difficulties in the future, the younger generation will definitely come to the Song family for help, and they will never be ambiguous."
"Hahaha..." Song Wenxian laughed a few times and nodded happily: "I like your straightforward personality, the most important thing is that you are thick-skinned."
"Hey hey." Chen Qingyuan smiled with shame. With the protection of the Song family, wouldn't the future practice be more stable?
Daoyi School Palace, the ancient Song family, the hidden Changgeng sword fairy, and the background of Qingzong, etc.
This is not a cruel religious life!
It is clearly the adventure of the second generation of immortals. If you are bullied, you can go home and shake people.
"Kid, have you considered my previous proposal?"
In addition to the fact that the Song family will protect Chen Qingyuan, Song Wenxian has another thing to fight for.
"Please forgive the stupidity of the younger generation. I don't know what the senior said about the proposal?"
Chen Qingyuan said doubtfully.
"Be my husband's granddaughter-in-law."
When he said that, Song Wenxian showed a meaningful smile.
"No, no." Song Ningyan flashed in front of Chen Qingyuan's eyes and immediately shook his head: "Don't make fun of me."
"Alas! "It's okay!"
A trace of regret flashed in Song Wenxian's eyes.
After not long, Song Wenxian left.
This night, Chen Qingyuan sat down and adjusted his breath, and a lot of aura gathered in his body.
The next day, a ray of sunshine broke through the layers of clouds and spread on the ground.
"It's time to go."
Chen Qingyuan packed up his belongings and said goodbye to the elders of the Song family.
"Chen Shaoxia, take your time."
After the battle that day, Chen Qingyuan imprinted indelible traces on the hearts of the Song family and was very polite to him. The young generation did not dare to be proud, and their eyes were relatively peaceful, with a trace of envy and awe.
On the way back, Chen Qingyuan was certainly not alone, and Song Ningyan.
After solving the problem in the clan, Song Ningyan had no reason to stay in the Song family and wanted to rush back to the Daoyi School Palace as soon as possible. She has agreed with the elders in the family that if she can't make any achievements, the future marriage and all kinds of things will be arranged by the family.
"Brother, are you happy that I will accompany you back?"
After getting familiar with Chen Qingyuan, Song Ningyan took off her cold and arrogant mask and asked playfully.
"I'm not happy." Chen Qingyuan curled his lips.
"Why?" Song Ningyan's tone was slightly pitiful.
"You have changed." Chen Qingyuan sighed: "I'm not as cold and arrogant as I was at the beginning. I'm not used to it."
"I can switch at any time."
Previously, Song Ningyan got Chen Qingyuan's Yujian of Taoism, which recorded the experience of many Taoist secrets, solved many doubts about Song Ningyan's Taoism, and suddenly became cheerful.
In addition, Chen Qingyuan helped Song Ningyan solve the marriage and his performance in the ring, which made Song Ningyan grateful to him and a trace of curiosity.
"Forget it, my heart can't stand it."
Chen Qingyuan accelerated the pace.
It took more than a month for the two to shuttle between the major star domains, saw the colorful scenery of the galaxy, and also met some robbers with no eyes, and returned to the school palace relatively smoothly.
Chen Qingyuan and Song Ningyan went to their respective practice residences, and then said herewell to their masters.
White Goose Palace.
Today, Yu Chenran is dozing off on a soft grass and living a comfortable life.
"Master, the disciple is back."
Chen Qingyuan searched many corners and finally found it.
"I know. It's so noisy."
Yu Chenran was still lying down, with his eyes closed and a lazy look.
"I have something to report to you." Chen Qingyuan is very envious of Yu Chenran's life. He is carefree and can do whatever he wants.
"If you have a fart, let it go." Yu Chenran said.
"..."
Master, you were not like this before. When you lied to me to worship you as a teacher, how kind and kind you were like a father. How many years have passed now, and you are always revealing your true face.
"The disciple met the old patriarch of the Song family. When he came back, he made a promise that the Song family was willing to protect the disciples."
Chen Qingyuan told a brief story about what happened to the Song family. Finally, he mentioned the protection of the Song family. He wanted to hear the master's opinion on whether there were bad plans hidden in it.
"Oh." Hearing this, Yu Chenran just said "Oh" and his expression did not change at all.
Chen Qingyuan thought that the master would have a great reaction, but he was so insipid that he was stunned.
After a long time, Yu Chenran said, "There is nothing else, just go!" Don't disturb the teacher's rest.
"Master, I don't have a Taoist weapon for my disciples until now."
After fighting with Changsun Fengye, Chen Qingyuan was very much able to get a suitable weapon.
Top weapons can play an extremely important role in battle.
"What weapon do you want?"
Yu Chenran asked.
"Well... Let's use the sword for the time being!"
Chen Qingyuan thought for a moment and made a decision.
"Temporarily?" Yu Chenran heard about the battle between Chen Qingyuan and Changsun Fengye. He was also shocked when he first heard it. Later, he slowly calmed down: "Stinky boy, you have a high understanding of kendo, and you can take this road. What do you mean for the time being? Do you have any other ideas? The teacher reminds you that practice is a step by step, and you can't be far away.
"Discips, remember the teachings of the master."
Chen Qingyuan did not dare to refute and bowed.
It's not Chen Qingyuan who wants to practice indiscriminately, but the silver gun he hid, whose origin is unknown. Perhaps, sometime in the future, Chen Qingyuan will take out the silver gun and embark on a new path.
"Okay, I won't be a teacher." Yu Chenran changed his posture and lay down: "Go to the Sword Hall to find Elder Gu. There are a lot of famous swords there. Go and choose any one!"
"Yes, thank you, Master."
There was joy in Chen Qingyuan's eyes.
"Get out of here! Don't bother to be a teacher if you have nothing to do."
Yu Chenran yawned.
Then, Chen Qingyuan went straight to the location of Jiantang.
Daoyi School is divided into the main vein and six branches.
Jiantang is one of the branches.
Gu Qingfeng, the owner of the sword hall, a bald old man with a white beard, usually likes to wear a plain coat, and the sword emitted from his body is extremely strong.
Mahayana monk, the top sword master in the realm without swords.
"The younger generation Chen Qingyuan, meet Elder Gu."
All the way to the main hall of the Sword Hall, Chen Qingyuan bowed to Gu Qingfeng, who was standing high.