Since the battle between Chen Qingyuan and Fu Dongliu, the excitement of Yanchang Ancient Star has been higher than before.
The battles of the same generation are all carried out in the starry sky of the ancient stars. Whether it is gambling resources or personal grudges, battles often occur.
Those who are willing to pay the management fee, Daochen Buddha and Changsun Fengye can act in accordance with the rules, so that the two sides can only win or lose, and not hurt their lives.
Monks who do not want to offer spiritual stones often cause human lives, which triggers a struggle between the sects, and the situation is extremely tense.
In a word, the battle of the Baimai feast is becoming more and more fierce. The once famous Tianjiao can't turn over any splaze here, and even his own life can't be protected. He acts cautiously.
Although the battle between hundreds of veins is very lively, Tianjiao of the eighteen veins in the western Xinjiang has been very low-key recently. He rarely hears conflicts with people, and even difficult to see.
The defeat of Fu Dongliu made the people in Xijiang shrink their heads and dare not make trouble for the time being.
A few months later, Chen Qingyuan's injury basically healed and he changed into a clean and tidy white dress.
After lifting the ban all over his body, Chen Qingyuan appeared in front of everyone.
"Chen Daoyou is out of the customs!"
The practitioners who stayed in Yanchang Guxing heard about this and rushed to see the fun.
One person overwhelmed the heroes of the Western Xinjiang and did not dare to look up. The monks who failed to witness the war with their own eyes were very regretful. If they had known it was so wonderful, they would have come in person.
It's over. Everyone just wants to see what Chen Qingyuan, who is now standing at the peak of his peers, looks like.
"His thighs are not as thick as my arms. He looks like a weak scholar. Can he really have the strength to crush his peers?"
A thick man with a tiger back and bear waist stood in the crowd, which was extremely prominent. After seeing Chen Qingyuan, he whispered.
"Brained, what do you know?"
When some women nearby heard this sentence, they sprayed directly.
"Chen Daoyou is really a scholar. He has no power to bind chickens. I'm not wrong."
The thick man was scolded, but he was not angry and retorted.
"A scholar with a jade face has the power of the universe in his hands. He is not as simple as you and has a well-developed limbs."
The women nodded and agreed.
"..."
A group of young handsome men kept a good distance from the man so as not to be accidentally injured.
On the top of a dead mountain, Chen Qingyuan, dressed in white, sat on a wooden chair and chatted with Buddha and Changsun Fengye.
For those eyes cast from a distance, Chen Qingyuan ignored them as if there was no one else.
Chen Qingyuan waved his sleeves and blocked the surroundings to prevent the conversation from spreading.
The fragrant tea is boiled on the table, and the fragrance overflows and comes to the nose.
"Has anything happened recently?"
Chen Qingyuan was closed for ten years before. After coming out, he fought directly with Fu Dongliu, and then closed down to recuperate. He was unaware of the changes in the situation in the ancient world.
"Lao Wu has news."
Changsun Fengye took a sip of tea.
"Let's talk about it in detail."
Chen Qingyuan said.
"I heard that Lao Wu has been recognized by the fragments of the imperial soldiers..."
Next, Changsun Fengye told Chen Qingyuan all the information he knew.
After a while, Chen Qingyuan knew Wu Junyan's situation and frowned slightly.
The fragments of the imperial soldiers will be moved by anyone. This matter has become so big that it can't be covered up at all. When the Baimai feast is over, the group of old guys outside will definitely not miss the amazing creation of the fragments of the imperial soldiers.
Thinking of this, Chen Qingyuan began to worry about Wu Junyan.
When it was really a critical moment, Chen Qingyuan was unable to abandon Wu Junyan and leave alone. The two cherish each other, and even make good friends. If they abandon their friends and run away, they will not feel at ease for the rest of their lives.
"Alas! What a headache."
Chen Qingyuan sighed and began to think about the follow-up.
However, Chen Qingyuan was not very worried, because he was wearing a Buddha bead and a life-saving charm given by the girl in red.
When it comes to the moment of life and death, these means are enough to protect yourself and Wu Junyan, so as to get enough time to contact the elders of the Taoist School Palace, so that you can get out of trouble and return to the northern wilderness safely.
"Lao Wu, if you really get to that point, you will not be able to pay back this favor in your life."
Chen Qingyuan said secretly.
The three of them drank a pot of tea, and Chen Qingyuan changed the topic: "Didn't you hear about Sister Song and Miss Changsun?"
"No."
In those years, everyone entered the fantasy of the fragments of the imperial soldiers together, and then they were forced to separate because of the different time.
During these days, Changsun Fengye repeatedly inquired about the whereabouts of Song Ningyan and Changsun Qian, but to no alle.
"The two female benefactors of the poor monk are blessed people. They will not encounter any danger. Don't worry too much."
Daochen Buddha expressed his opinion.
"Buddha, can you still look at the appearance?"
Changsun Fengye and Changsun Qian have a pair of concentric jade pendants, the bond between brothers and sisters. If one party loses his life, the jade pendant will be broken. Now that the jade pendant is intact, Changsun Fengye doesn't need to worry.
"A little bit." The Buddha replied.
"Would you like to show it to me?"
Changsun Fengye was curious.
"It's hard to say." The Buddha looked deeply at Changsun Fengye and shook his head.
In the thought of good and evil, you can become a Buddha or a demon.
Hearing this, Changsun Fengye was very knowledgeable and didn't ask much more.
"What about Brother Chen?"
Changsun Fengye moved his goal to Chen Qingyuan.
"It's indescressible."
The Buddha is truthful.
"..." Changsun Fengye opened his mouth and had nothing to say.
My face is "hard to say", and Chen Qingyuan is "indespeakably expensive". The gap is so big.
Chen Qingyuan didn't believe in facing this kind of thing. He didn't take it seriously and smiled.
While everyone was still chatting, a figure suddenly appeared nearby.
"Who's here?"
Chen Qingyuan and others put down the teacup and turned their heads.
A woman in a dark blue dress, wearing a veil, has picturesque eyebrows. She wore a flat bun with a jade hairpin inlaid with a few small pearls.
The willow waist is full and the figure is beautiful.
She bowed to Chen Qingyuan, with a few soft lights in her eyes.
"What's the matter, girl?"
Chen Qingyuan unlocked the boundary around him and asked.
"The little woman is a true disciple of Lihua Palace, Su Xiaowan." The woman in blue's voice was as crisp as an oriole, and like gurgling water, which was pleasant to hear: "It's a great honor to see Mr. Chen's demeanor before."
What do you mean?
Chen Qingyuan had a strange feeling in his heart.
Daochen Buddha and Changsun Fengye sat aside, slightly relaxed their vigilance, and were curious about the intention of the disciple of Lihua Palace.
"What does Miss Su want to say? If anything happens, please say it directly.
Chen Qingyuan said softly.
Su Xiaowan took a deep breath and kept herself in an elegant posture. She must be calm.
Then, Su Xiaowan summoned up her courage and said, "I want to be a Taoist couple with you. I hope you will consider it seriously."
"What?"
Chen Qingyuan was stunned.
The two people behind were also dumbfounded and stunned. Even the Buddha's heart was also shocked, and his eyes obviously changed.
The woman is so fierce now.
The monks around showed surprise and said to Chen Qingyuan as a Taoist couple in front of everyone. This woman is not an ordinary person!