The seal of the Demonic Abyss is gradually unstable, and only a hundred years are left at most.
During this period, Dugu Changkong decided to guide Lin Changsheng well and understand the core principles of Qingzong as soon as possible. At the same time, he also has to teach Wu Junyan what he has learned throughout his life. As for how much Wu Junyan can understand, it depends on his own destiny.
"Longevity will definitely not interrupt the Qingzong's inheritance."
Chen Qingyuan and Wu Junyan will still need a long time to grow up. Without the protection of their elders, they will easily die young.
Qing Zong must leave behind a master to clear some thorns on the road for the younger generation.
"Don't be sad, you should be happy." Dugu Changkong showed a smile, and then his expression became serious, and he mused: "I hope that the complicated cause and effect between Qingzong and Moyuan can be completely resolved in this life. Otherwise, future generations will suffer. We will still follow the path of our ancestors, and it is difficult to find peace."
"In this life, we must put an end to the Demon Abyss."
Lin Changsheng nodded heavily, not wanting his descendants to continue to die.
When the time comes, we will drag all the strong men in the world to rush to the Demon Abyss and fill the Demon Abyss even at the cost of human life. We can no longer let Qingzong bear all this alone.
Although they heard about the unexpected appearance of Taiwei Imperial Palace in the Southern Territory, they had no intention of going there to join in the fun. There are too many opportunities in the world, and they cannot all be yours.
The most important thing at the moment is to strengthen the seal of Moyuan and lay the foundation for Qingzong's revival.
"Let's play chess with the old man!"
Dugu Changkong waved his sleeves, and a chessboard appeared on the table.
"Okay."
Lin Changsheng nodded lightly.
In the unknown secret realm, two masters of Qingzong drank tea and played chess, enjoying the few peaceful moments left.
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Southern Territory, Jie Xuan Ancient Star.
Chen Qingyuan rented a good training cave and settled here temporarily.
In addition to practicing on weekdays, I also go to the prosperous ancient city to enjoy the exotic customs.
The recent incident in the Imperial Palace has caused excitement all over the world.
"Searching for death."
Chen Qingyuan shook his head secretly as he watched those ambitious practitioners heading to the Desolate Star together.
I don't know how high the sky is, and I don't realize the cruelty of reality!
Even the great master of Shenqiao has fallen, and it is simply wishful thinking for ordinary monks to try to obtain earth-shattering fortunes from the land of the imperial palace.
"It won't be long before there will be rivers of blood outside the imperial palace."
Chen Qingyuan didn't want to pay attention to the stranger's decision and just take it for granted.
For his own safety and to keep a low profile, Chen Qingyuan has been hiding his identity, and his life is quiet.
I have lived here for several months. I have tasted the unique food and wine here, and admired the grace of geisha dancing. I live a comfortable life and am envied by countless people.
Today, with nothing to do, Chen Qingyuan came to Baiyue Tower at Linjiang Ferry again.
I booked a private seat, watched the girls dancing in the hall, and tasted the sweet music of silk and bamboo.
"Reward!"
Chen Qingyuan was in a happy mood. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones fell into a red basket.
"Thank you, Thirteenth Master!"
In recent months, Chen Qingyuan has booked Seat 13 in Baiyue Building. Everyone knows that he is wealthy and calls him "Thirteenth Master".
The song ends and the dance stops.
The girls bowed and saluted towards Seat No. 13, with light red makeup and charming smiles.
It is rare to see such a generous guest as Chen Qingyuan, so of course he has to be well served.
What makes the girls feel pity is that every time Chen Qingyuan comes to Baiyue Tower, he only listens to music and watches dances. He has no other thoughts and makes people unable to get close to him.
"Master Thirteen, can I come in?"
Someone knocked gently outside the door, and the voice sounded like a woman.
"Come in!"
Chen Qingyuan was dressed in black and disguised. He had stubble and scars on his face. He looked fierce and difficult to get along with.
With a click, the door opened.
A woman wearing a plain dress walked in, a steward from Baiyue Building, everyone called her Sister Su.
"What's the matter?" Chen Qingyuan raised his eyes and spoke in a low voice.
"This is the latest news."
Sister Su placed a jade slip on the table with a picturesque smile.
Although Chen Qingyuan often comes to listen to music, he does not come simply to enjoy life.
Baiyue Building is not only the liveliest place in the neighborhood, but also maintains excellent relationships with major chambers of commerce. By spending some spiritual stones, you can find out things in many places.
"Thank you."
Chen Qingyuan took out enough spirit stones and bought this information.
Sister Su accepted the spirit stone, and there was something in her words: "Many girls in Baiyue Tower want to meet the Thirteenth Master alone. I wonder if the Thirteenth Master is free?"
"No."
Chen Qingyuan refused without hesitation.
He is a serious person, how could he indulge in things between men and women?
I came here to listen to music purely for the purpose of seeking information.
"Okay."
Sister Su secretly investigated Chen Qingyuan's origins, but found nothing. How could one not be curious when a wealthy guest suddenly appeared.
The unknown identity makes people more fearful and afraid to do anything excessive.
"Let's see what's going on."
Listen to the music and watch the excitement.
This is Chen Qingyuan's daily life.
Sipping tea, looking up the information in the jade slips.
"In Qianqi Holy Land, the affair between the third elder and the Taoist couple of the seventh elder was exposed, leading to a big war..." "The
ancestors of the Ji family of the ancient tribe understood the laws of heaven and earth, and their strength increased to a higher level. Fang congratulated and set up thousands of banquets..."
"An eminent monk from Puxian Temple in Dongtu moved his mortal heart and returned to the secular world..."
There are thousands of major recent events in the jade slips. The incident is not only in the Southern Region, but also includes important matters in other regions.
After watching it for half an hour, Chen Qingyuan was enjoying it with relish.
Until this moment, his face suddenly changed and his eyes became focused.
"Chang Geng Sword Immortal, I want to climb Ziyun Mountain again!"
Chen Qingyuan put down the teacup and read this message with concentration.
According to reliable information, someone discovered Chang Geng Sword Immortal in Ziyun Mountain in Dizhou, and speculated that the Sword Immortal might want to fight against Heaven again.
"You should go and take a look!"
After reading it, Chen Qingyuan frowned and fell into deep thought.
Fighting against Heavenly Dao again means that Chang Geng Sword Immortal may be at risk of falling.
"It seems that the news about the jade slips has not been confirmed yet, it is just speculation. If I go to Dizhou now and fail to meet the Sword Immortal, it will be a waste of time."
Chen Qingyuan still has to find the destined person for the mysterious box, how can he just arrive in Nan The domain just leaves. Besides, if this is just a rumor, it will be in vain, so just wait and see!
"Hey! She is actually in the Southern Territory."
At the end of the jade slip, Chen Qingyuan discovered the name of an acquaintance.
Gongsun Nan.
His nickname is Ghost Doctor, and he is somewhat famous in Beihuang.
When Chen Qingyuan first came out of Tianyuan, he got help from the ghost doctor and got through the early difficulties.
Later, Chen Qingyuan went to Daoyi Academy and participated in the Baimai Feast. He had not seen the ghost doctor for many years.