This answer shocked Chen Qingyuan's body, his expression was complicated, his eyes were blank and reluctant.
Hundreds of years are just a snap of the fingers.
Once upon a time, Dugu Changkong thought about passing on all his skills to Lin Changsheng and Wu Junyan, and secretly planned to pave the way for Qingzong. However, the seal of the Demonic Abyss gradually became unstable, causing him to change his mind.
If the seal is shaken, there will always be someone to guard it.
Lin Changsheng is still young and cannot be allowed to die. Furthermore, Dugu Changkong is about to die and wants to atone for his sins.
After Dugu Changkong's death, Lin Changsheng's ability would probably not be able to support the Qing Sect.
Therefore, Dugu Changkong made a dangerous move and tried his best to lay a good foundation for Qingzong while he still had the ability. The road ahead will depend on the abilities of Chen Qingyuan and others.
"Is there no way to extend life?"
Chen Qingyuan was silent for a long time and said with a trembling voice.
"After living for so long, I am already satisfied."
Dugu Changkong shook his head, having already dismissed the matter of life and death.
In fact, with Dugu Changkong's ability, it is not difficult to obtain something that extends life. Fighting against the sky and living for another thousand years is not a problem.
However, guarding the Demonic Abyss is imperative. Naturally, there is no need to extend life.
"If you pass away, Qingzong may not be able to withstand the surging torrent."
Chen Qingyuan was worried about Qingzong's future, but also unwilling to accept the fact that Dugu Changkong was about to pass away, and was depressed.
"The road ahead is difficult, but my uncle believes that you can get through it." Dugu Changkong said with a kind face: "Qingyuan, your talent is very high, rare in ancient and modern times, and you are the only one. If you don't forget your original intention, stick to your principles, and be determined It's ridiculous to be proud of the world and create an era that belongs to you."
"You, boss, look after your disciples."
Chen Qingyuan did not dare to think about such far-reaching things. He just wanted to run the Qing Sect well and provide a stable cultivation environment for the disciples in the sect.
"It's a pity that I can no longer see your heroic appearance at the pinnacle of the world."
With a sigh, Dugu Changkong gently closed his eyes and let Chen Qingyuan go about his own business.
"Disciple, please leave."
After bowing, Chen Qingyuan exited the room.
Why is Dugu Changkong so confident in Chen Qingyuan? Is it just because of his high talent?
Since ancient times, there have been countless people with high talents, but few have actually reached the end.
There is no doubt that Chen Qingyuan's talent is high, but he also has many enemies!
There are countless people who want his life.
Even if he has the protection of Daoyi Academy and other forces, he cannot be foolproof. Once you are negligent, you will inevitably die.
From the first moment he saw Chen Qingyuan, Dugu Changkong secretly deduced.
A few days ago, he failed countless times and finally deduced a trace, which was very surprising.
But I still remember the feast of the Hundred Meridians many years ago, which caused shocking phenomena in various places, and the powerful people in the world achieved nothing by using their magical powers.
Later, fragments of the ancient Taiwei Emperor's weapons were exposed, and many people speculated that the cause of the anomaly that swept across the heavens and all walks of life was the fluctuation of the emperor's pattern.
As everyone knows, the real reason is the mysterious silver gun.
"There is a trace of forbidden cause and effect on his body."
Even Qingzong's cause and effect are complicated and far from reaching the level of taboo.
Chen Qingyuan only used the silver spear once, and never showed it again after returning to the world.
Regarding the news about the silver gun, the younger generation informed their elders.
However, the older generation did not see the silver gun with their own eyes and did not take it seriously. After all, the Daoyi Academy family has a great cause, so there is no problem in giving Chen Qingyuan a silver spear with the quality of a top holy weapon.
Coupled with the appearance of fragments of the divine weapons and the ancient emperor's palace, no one cares about the silver spear anymore.
Although Chen Qingyuan could not judge the quality of the silver gun, he knew that this thing was extraordinary, so he never used it again, and he was very cautious.
"This child hides a lot of secrets."
Dugu Changkong was not interested in Chen Qingyuan's secrets, and was slightly worried, hoping that he could withstand the storm on the road.
In the next six months, Chen Qingyuan allowed his disciples to become familiar with the Qing Sect's environment, and gradually gained a sense of belonging.
The Spirit Gathering Formation was arranged by Dugu Changkong single-handedly, covering every corner of the Qing Sect. Even for outer disciples, their cultivation speed is extremely fast, their foundation is solid, and there are no hidden dangers.
During this time, some old guys from Dizhou came to visit secretly.
Dugu Changkong did not chase him away, but chatted with him for a few words.
Drinking tea and talking.
It turned out that he wanted to invite Dugu Changkong to come out of the mountain and go to the wilderness of the southern region to lift the barrier of the ancient emperor's palace together.
Faced with this invitation and the many benefits promised by the visitor, Dugu Changkong refused without hesitation.
Qingzong was rebuilt and everything was moving in a good direction.
Of course, it is impossible to catch up with the top sects in the Divine State in a short period of time in terms of overall strength.
"Aren't you ready to leave?"
A guest room is extremely spacious and antique.
Chen Qingyuan walked straight in with a relaxed expression.
Changsun Fengye stood next to the window with a cold back and did not answer.
"The two elders from Piaomiao Palace are staying outside. They thought Qingzong had imprisoned you and were about to die."
Chen Qingyuan had no good impression of the people in Piaomiao Palace and directly rejected the two Mahayana monks.
"It has nothing to do with me."
The eldest son, Fengye, was equally indifferent to his own family.
"Otherwise, you can just quit the Piaomiao Palace and join our Qing Sect." Chen Qingyuan joked.
Hearing this, Changsun Fengye turned his head and glanced at Chen Qingyuan without saying a word.
"What are your plans for staying here?"
Chen Qingyuan asked.
"I don't know."
This is really the truth. Changsun Fengye can't understand his own behavior.
Anyway, only by staying in Qingzong can he find some peace of mind.
As for why this was the case, he couldn't find the reason yet.
Father, like son.
How could Chen Qingyuan not know what Changsun Fengye was thinking, and it wasn't for that girl Liu Lingran.
"Forget it, just stay here if you want!"
Chen Qingyuan said.
In short, the eldest son Fengye refused to leave.
A few days later, Chen Qingyuan gathered a group of elite disciples and prepared to go to a nearby secret realm for training.
Working behind closed doors will never allow you to truly grow.
Only by going through hardships can one become a pillar.
Early this morning, Chen Qingyuan led hundreds of inner disciples and true disciples, accompanied by Fang Qingyun, and prepared to set off.
"Where are you going?"
Suddenly, Changsun Fengye walked out of the guest room for the first time, strode over, and asked coldly.
"Go for a walk."
Chen Qingyuan replied with a glint in his eyes and a faint smile on his lips.
The true disciple who went out for training this time was Liu Lingran.
"I'll go too."
Changsun Fengye, who was staying in the house, suddenly felt that the peace in his heart was gradually disappearing, and then walked out of the room and rushed here subconsciously.