The warship continued to move forward and encountered some star sea storms on the way, but they were dispersed by the guardians.
After the attack and murder, the road became extremely peaceful.
After quickly crossing the chaotic sea, five warships sailed in the vast sea of stars. The colorful scenery came into view, which made many disciples have a look of expectation on their faces and washed away the haze in their hearts.
"It's so beautiful..."
There are countless star fields in the imperial state, but there are only nine in the core area, which is the most prosperous.
This is just the edge of the empire, which is better than the many star regions in the Northern Wasteland.
There are billions of stars, many of them are deserted and uninhabited.
The dazzling galaxy seems to stretch to the end of the world, and it is wonderful.
"I will avenge this revenge one day."
Chen Qingyuan had no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him. Instead, he lowered his head and flipped through the death list, his eyes focused, and he thought to himself.
Some familiar faces can no longer be seen.
After putting away the list, Chen Qingyuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance.
"The academy has been a bit uneasy recently and we can't send too many people out."
The chief swordsman of Daoyi Academy is named Gu Qingfeng. An old man with a white beard, wearing a brocade robe, showed a trace of sadness for Xuan Qingzong's misfortune in his eyes.
"Disciple understands."
Chen Qingyuan said, clasping his fists as he could not blame Daoyi Academy.
"There are still a few days to go, and our mission will be completed. Many difficulties in the future will need to be faced by Qingzong alone."
There are indeed many masters in Daoyi Academy, but they cannot all be sent out. There must be some to guard them. Home.
In addition, the dean and Yu Chenran are in retreat and need someone to protect them.
"Yeah."
The road ahead is not going to be easy!
A few days later, five warships arrived at the Gulan Star in the Weijin Star Region.
Not far ahead is the rebuilt Qingzong.
After the mission was completed, the three Zen masters, several masters from Daoyi Academy, two great masters from Lihua Palace, and the ancestors of the Song family left one after another.
"Thank you fellow Taoists, Qingzong will definitely remember this kindness."
Dugu Changkong felt the aura fluctuations of the powerful men, and the sound reached everyone's ears.
"Fellow Taoist, your words are serious."
"The Qingzong's merits are immeasurable. There is no need to thank the old benefactor."
"It is our honor to do something for the Qingzong."
The strong men said politely.
Not long after, everyone left.
The warship landed outside the Qingzong Ancient Palace, and the ground shook slightly.
"We're here."
Chen Qingyuan got off the warship first, turned to face the crowd, and said loudly.
"This is... Qingzong."
Before coming, everyone imagined countless times what the rumored Qingzong looked like.
There are spiritual springs everywhere, flowers are in bloom, and white mist is curling up, just like a fairyland.
The scenery and rich spiritual energy here are hundreds of times better than those of Xuan Qing Sect.
"Don't be afraid, this will be our home from now on."
Chen Qingyuan glanced around and saw that most of the disciples were a little cautious and fearful, and were hesitant to get off the boat.
Yes, I wouldn't be able to adapt to it.
These disciples of the Qing Sect are still very young, and with a little guidance in the future, they will definitely become the mainstay.
Dugu Changkong slowly walked out of the inner hall. His pace seemed slow, but in fact he was extremely fast. He reached the outer hall in the blink of an eye, leaving dozens of afterimages behind him.
"Is this the great-uncle my junior brother called me?"
Dong Wenjun and others took a deep look at Dugu Changkong and felt that he looked familiar.
As the core elder of the Xuan Qing Sect, he has seen the portraits of the elders of past generations.
Among them is a portrait of an elder who protects the sect, which is very similar to Dugu Changkong. Of course there are some differences. The person in the portrait is obviously much younger.
"Are you the ancestor of Li Jianghe?"
Dong Wenjun stepped forward and asked boldly.
"Yes."
The name Li Jianghe was Dugu Changkong's previous name. Later, he came to Dizhou, kept his name anonymous, and became the ancestor of Linghe Sect.
"It's true!"
The elders looked at each other in disbelief.
Doesn't the ancient history book of the sect record that Patriarch Li passed away due to illness?
There were many questions that no one asked Chen Qingyuan. We had to move the entire Xuan Qing Sect here before, but we were in a hurry and didn't have much free time.
Dugu Changkong raised his right hand, and a special cyan mark appeared on his palm, representing the Xuan Qing Sect's identity.
The Xuanqing mark is a trace of Qingzong's Taoism.
"See you, ancestor."
After being stunned for a moment, everyone hurriedly bowed, showing great respect.
"Greetings to the ancestor."
Tens of thousands of disciples didn't dare to stand still. They all got off the warship, stood on the ground, and bowed in salute.
"Okay." Looking at the energetic group of children, Dugu Changkong was obviously a little excited, with ripples in his eyes. Then, he gently raised his hand, helped everyone up, and said softly: "No courtesy."
"Thank you, ancestor."
Everyone was very excited, as if they had found a backbone.
Looking at these strange and splendid palaces, the elders were originally a little uncomfortable and felt uneasy. Now, when I learned that the ancestor in front of me was once the previous guardian elder of Xuan Qing Sect, my heart gradually calmed down.
"Everyone, come in!"
Dugu Changkong unlocked the restrictions in the outer hall with a kind smile.
So, under the arrangements of Chen Qingyuan and Fang Qingyun, the disciples entered in an orderly manner and went to their respective places.
After several hours, these things were finally arranged.
During this period, Dong Wenjun and other elders chatted with Dugu Changkong for a long time. They talked about some of Xuan Qing Sect's hometowns. They had many common topics and gradually became familiar with them.
"Go and have a rest! You can also see if you are satisfied with the cave that I have prepared for you."
Dugu Changkong has not been idle these days. He has established hundreds of independent training caves, as well as true disciples, inner disciples, and outer disciples. Nothing is left out of the disciple's training place.
"Thank you, ancestor."
The elders were grateful.
"Qingyun, take them around."
Dugu Changkong ordered.
"Yes."
Fang Qingyun received the order and led a group of uncles who were much younger than him. They were familiar with every corner of Qingzong, introduced them as clearly as possible, and answered everyone's questions.
Chen Qingyuan and Dugu Changkong were the only two people left in the room.
"Qingyun has already told the old man what happened on the road."
As soon as he returned here, Fang Qingyun conveyed the whole story to Dugu Changkong, not daring to hide anything.
"Uncle Master, I have a presumptuous question, I wonder if I can tell it."
Chen Qingyuan stood aside, pursed his lips, and whispered.
"Say."
Dugu Changkong said.
"How long can you last?"
This was a bit disrespectful, but Chen Qingyuan needed to know how much time was left for him to stabilize.
Hearing this question, Dugu Changkong fell silent.
Let's not mention Mo Yuan, even if we can live a normal life, it won't last many years.
"About a hundred years."
Dugu Changkong hesitated for a moment, looked at each other and answered truthfully.