"A few years ago, a strange treasure appeared in the territory of the Murong family, which aroused the covetation of all forces. For this treasure, the Murong family suffered countless casualties. At this time, I'm afraid there is a risk of extermination.
Han Shan's cultivation is weak, and he has no right to speak and can't do in the Four Holy Sects.
"What treasure, it actually made the Murong family fall into the storm of extermination."
Chen Qingyuan asked.
"It is said to be the ancestor of the Murong family. I don't know exactly what it is."
Han Shan can't give an exact news about this matter, hearsay.
"The Murong family's own things have fallen into such a field because they don't have enough strength, alas!"
Chen Qingyuan sighed.
At the same time, he thought of his own situation. If it hadn't been for the protection of the Taoist School Palace and many bigwigs, I guess something would have happened to me!
"The Murong family has formed a good relationship with you. Do you want to go and have a look?"
Han Shan said.
"Naturally, I will go and do my best."
Suddenly, a girl appeared in front of Chen Qingyuan's eyes.
Murong Wenxi is a friend!
In addition, Chen Qingyuan is also the creditor of Murong Wenxi, and he still has an IOU on his body.
"Good luck."
Han Shan raised his glass.
Raise your glass together and drink a glass of Chinese wine.
"Lao Han, has the Four Holy Sects embarrassed you over the years?"
Chen Qingyuan changed the topic.
"It's okay." Han Shan didn't want Chen Qingyuan to worry. He looked relaxed and said with a smile, "You don't have to worry about me. Although I'm not as good as you, I still have the power to protect myself."
"Well, if you encounter any trouble that can't be solved, just ask me. Of course, I may not be able to help.
Chen Qingyuan's first half of the sentence was very serious, and the second half was a little funny.
The two looked at each other and both smiled.
After drinking a few pots of wine, I talked about the past.
Chen Qingyuan does not plan to stay here for a long time, but has to rush to the Murong family as soon as possible.
Now that he knew the news, Chen Qingyuan couldn't sit idly by. Anyway, Chen Qingyuan also received the benefits of the Murong family in the past and was a friend of Murong Wenxi.
Northern wilderness, Northern Cang Star Domain.
A few years ago, a vision suddenly appeared in a wasteland of the Murong family.
After exploration, it turned out that there was a strange treasure in the world.
Although the Murong family tried their best to cover up the traces of Yibao, they still couldn't hide it and let the news leak.
Since then, many forces around have been squinting with malicious intentions. Those forces with old grudges with the Murong family are even more agitated, publicizing strange treasures, and attracting many outlaws.
The top forces don't like any strange treasures and don't take it seriously.
However, the second- and third-rate forces were moved, and they often sent masters to sneak into the Murong family just to get a different treasure.
In order to protect the treasure left by the ancestors, more than a dozen senior officials of the Murong family died, and more people were injured.
During this period, all forces united, unwilling to waste time, and directly forced the Murong family.
"If you hand over the treasure, the Murong family can also continue the bloodline. If you don't hand it over, you will die.
The tyrants of all parties no longer hid in the dark and appeared in the sky of the Murong family and threatened loudly.
In the face of this situation, if the Murong family does not want to be exterminated, there is only one choice.
That is to hand over the things of the ancestors.
This is obviously the Murong family's own thing. Why did it become like this?
The hearts of the Murong family were like dead ashes, and they looked at the sky and sighed.
"Master, give it to them!"
"Even if I try my best to guard it, I can't see any hope. We can't protect the relics of our ancestors.
"Unto this day, if the Murong family wants to keep their blood, they can only compromise."
The elders spoke one after another, and their morale was low, and they did not want to fight to the death.
The dignity of a family is trampled on like this, but the Murong family does not have the ability to resist. The feeling of helplessness and despair makes everyone unable to raise their heads.
"Give it!"
After some discussion, the Murong family finally made a decision.
Give up dignity and the treasure of ancestors, and let the people live in the world.
"This is the right choice."
The strong people outside the door were in a happy mood and began to calculate the next things. How to take the strange treasure as their own.
There was a gap in the Murong family's guard array. The owner came out with a group of elders, holding a large box in both hands.
The things in the box are the treasures that everyone misses.
The monks from all sides stared at the ancient box, their expression suddenly changed, and their breathing became rapid.
Just as the Murong family was about to hand over the strange treasure, an untimely voice came from afar: "What right do you have to care about other people's things?"
This sentence caused everyone's mood to fluctuate. Looking at the direction of the sound, his eyes were not good: "Which Taoist friend, why don't you show up?"
Leaving the Four Holy Sects, Chen Qingyuan came quickly.
After a few breaths, Chen Qingyuan, dressed in a light robe, appeared.
"Who are you?"
In the crowd, most people had never seen Chen Qingyuan, frowned and questioned loudly.
"He... Is he Mr. Chen?"
Some elders of the Murong family have been to Xuanqingzong and had a relationship with Chen Qingyuan.
At this moment, these elders were not sure of Chen Qingyuan's identity. They looked at each other in constern and surprised. In their opinion, Chen Qingyuan is not what he used to be. How could he come to such a remote place?
"Xuan Qingzong, Chen Qingyuan."
Chen Qingyuan walked over, turned his head and looked at everyone, and said coldly.
"What a familiar name."
The monks looked at Chen Qingyuan carefully, and their eyes were puzzled.
Xuanqingzong has heard that it is just a third-rate force in the Fumeor region.
"A little doll, do you also want to get involved in a different treasure?"
In this slightly remote world, there are always some people who are out of the nature. Hearing the power of "Xuanqingzong", he subconsciously thought that Chen Qingyuan was an ordinary monk and didn't take it seriously.
"Although I'm greedy for money, I still have a bottom line, not as shameless as you."
Chen Qingyuan was not afraid of everyone and said sarcastically.
Most of the strong people who have crossed the realm of disaster are hidden in the crowd, and most of them are monks in the carnation period and the combination period.
Many monks in such places have been practicing for thousands of years, or even nearly ten thousand years. I don't have enough talent, I can't go high in my life, and my cultivation is stuck in place and can't move.
"I'm not old and my tone is not small. Little doll, let your elders come forward, and then discuss the matter of strange treasures with us. As for you, get out of here.
The monks thought that Chen Qingyuan wanted to get a piece of the pie, and they didn't care at all.
Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan was slightly stunned.
Let my elders come forward. Are you serious?
With goods like you, Daoyi Xuegong can suppress any elder who can be invited.
"Old man, see Mr. Chen."
An old man of the Murong family summoned up the courage and saluted.
Chen Qingyuan has just revealed his identity, and there is no doubt about the Murong family.
"You're welcome."
Chen Qingyuan nodded back and smiled.
"Dare to ask, why are you here today?"
Through the narration of several elders, the head of the Murong family confirmed the true origin of Chen Qingyuan and asked respectfully.