"Chen Qingyuan, I give you two choices. One, be my lover; two..." In the depths of a forbidden area known as Tianyuan, a girl in a red dress said coldly. Her long skirt dragged on

"I choose two." Before the girl in red could finish speaking, a young man in green clothes made his choice. Beautiful women are all poison, especially those whose ages are unknown. Chen Qingyuan had been tortured by the girl in red for a hundred years and deeply knew how terrifying she was. He would not be deceived by her beauty. In addition to this reason, Chen Qingyuan had once promised a certain girl to be lovers and could not break his promise.

"You brat, don't regret it." The girl in red glared at Chen Qingyuan and snorted.

"Definitely won't regret it." Chen Qingyuan was firm in his will.

"Then make nine agreements with me. After that, I will let you go and cut off our connection." The girl in red took out a jade bracelet and passed it to Chen Qingyuan through the air. Chen Qingyuan took the jade bracelet and stepped on the way home. He had been trapped in Tianyuan for a hundred years and was finally able to leave this ghostly place. He was very excited.

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In the Northern Wasteland, in the Fuliu Star Region, there is the Xuanqing Dao Sect.

"Father, Uncle's soul lamp is lit." Today, a core disciple on duty in the Soul Hall discovered something and hurriedly ran to the elder's courtyard.

"Nonsense. Your uncle has been dead for more than a hundred years." Inside the house, an elder was making tea and scolded loudly.

"It's true. If you don't believe me, come and see." This was a big event, so the core disciple dared to report only after confirming many times.

Hearing this, the elder was choked by the tea he was drinking and stared with wide eyes. "Really?"

When they arrived at the Soul Hall, a soul lamp in the corner was emitting a faint light. It was indeed so.

The elder's body trembled slightly. He was excited and also a little nervous. He was afraid that this possibility would be shattered and he would suffer the pain of despair again. "The soul lamp is burning brightly. Is Uncle really alive?"

"Father, what should we do?" The core disciple asked for instructions.

"Investigate!" There was a glimmer of hope in the elder's eyes. He clenched his hands and his expression was serious. He is Dong Wenjun, the protector elder of the Xuanqing Dao Sect. He has a very high status and is prominent.

More than ten miles away from the Xuanqing Dao Sect, there is an ancient forbidden area called Tianyuan.

A hundred years ago, strange phenomena appeared in the Tianyuan forbidden area. Some people claimed to have seen a supreme treasure fall into the forbidden area. Therefore, many sects in the Northern Wasteland entered Tianyuan.

The Xuanqing Dao Sect sent more than ten powerful elders and dozens of core disciples. Among them, there was an inner elder named Chen Qingyuan. He was not old and had a very high seniority.

After entering the Tianyuan forbidden area, many powerful people from various sects never returned and perished.

The Xuanqing Dao Sect was even worse than other sects. The entire group was annihilated.

After a hundred years, Chen Qingyuan's soul lamp was lit, which made everyone in the Xuanqing Dao Sect excited.

"Finally came out." Outside Tianyuan, Chen Qingyuan stood by the lake and took a deep breath.

His clothes were covered with some mud. There was no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body.

He was a disciple accepted by the supreme ancestor of the Xuanqing Dao Sect before his death. Everyone in the Xuanqing Dao Sect called him Uncle. The disciples below called him Uncle Master or even Uncle Ancestor.

"I don't want to enter again in this life." Chen Qingyuan looked back at the dark jungle. Inside there was an ancient abyss.

As soon as Chen Qingyuan said this, a ethereal female voice reached his ears. "Brat, don't forget our agreement."

Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan shivered and quickly shut up.

The hundred years of experience in Tianyuan made Chen Qingyuan reluctant to recall.

What makes Chen Qingyuan puzzled until now is how he was able to escape from death. Is it because he is so handsome?

Although this possibility is small, it's not impossible.

The girl in red secretly thought that the Xuanqing Dao Sect would soon discover his trace and send people to look for him.

"Find a cool place to rest for a while." Therefore, Chen Qingyuan was too lazy to walk and lay down under a big tree and slept soundly.

It has to be said that in this wilderness, Chen Qingyuan dared to do this without cultivation. From this, it can be seen that although Chen Qingyuan's cultivation is lost, he must still have an unknown trump card. Otherwise, how dare he be so arrogant.

An hour later, Dong Wenjun brought a group of people here.

When Dong Wenjun saw Chen Qingyuan lying under the shade of a tree, he was excited and his whole body trembled. His lips trembled. He really wanted to shout. But he was afraid that it was his own illusion, so he stood there stunned, and his eyes were filled with ripples.

"Uncle, wake up." Some disciples hurried forward and called out.

Chen Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes and saw everyone.

The next moment, Chen Qingyuan looked at Dong Wenjun with white hair and called out softly. "Brother Dong."

Hearing the familiar voice, Dong Wenjun seemed to return to reality. He flashed to Chen Qingyuan's front and carefully stretched out his hands and grabbed Chen Qingyuan's arms. "Younger brother, is it really you?"

"Yes." Chen Qingyuan smiled. "Brother Dong, be gentle. It hurts!"

Then, Dong Wenjun let go of his hands and looked at him.

"Younger brother, your cultivation?"

Dong Wenjun just didn't notice this. Now, after carefully probing, he found that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation in Chen Qingyuan's body and he had no cultivation at all.

"It's gone. But it's not a big problem." Chen Qingyuan's mood didn't fluctuate much, and there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Normally, if a cultivator becomes a cripple, he should be more painful than death. However, Chen Qingyuan didn't care at all, as if it wasn't a big deal.

The hundred years of living in the forbidden area was not without gain.

"Ah? This..." Dong Wenjun was very surprised and also a little heartbroken.

"Don't talk about this. Let's go back first!"

Chen Qingyuan waved his hand and interrupted this conversation.

"Okay."

Dong Wenjun nodded heavily. This is indeed not a place to talk.

Therefore, Dong Wenjun took out a treasure and protected Chen Qingyuan's body and headed towards the Xuanqing Dao Sect.

The Xuanqing Dao Sect was able to find Chen Qingyuan smoothly by relying on the guidance of the soul lamp.

Soon, Chen Qingyuan finally returned to the Xuanqing Dao Sect.

Among the mountains and forests, clouds and mist lingered.

Looking at this beautiful scenery, Chen Qingyuan's face showed a deep joy.

"Finally home."

Chen Qingyuan grew up in the Xuanqing Dao Sect. Unfortunately, just after he was accepted as a disciple by the supreme elder, his master passed away due to the end of his lifespan.

Therefore, Chen Qingyuan cultivated under the guidance of his elder brothers and sisters. His relationship with them was very good.

In the council hall, it was full of people. They were all elders of the Xuanqing Dao Sect.

This meeting was very important. Core disciples were not qualified to participate.

Chen Qingyuan was brought to the council hall. Looking at the familiar faces, he cupped his hands and saluted. "Greetings to all elder brothers and sisters."

The sect master of the Xuanqing Dao Sect is named Lin Dashan. He is Chen Qingyuan's elder brother.

"Younger brother, how did you survive?"

Lin Dashan was sitting in the main seat and already knew the general situation.

"Alas, it's a long story and not easy to tell."

Chen Qingyuan stood in the middle of the hall and was stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes. He was very uncomfortable.

"We have time. Let's talk slowly."

Lin Dashan's expression was serious.

Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan could only say slowly. "That day, we entered Tianyuan..."

In the end, a group of people entered Tianyuan and encountered various restrictions and unknown dangers. Only Chen Qingyuan survived. Because Chen Qingyuan used a secret technique, he was able to feign death and escape. It took a hundred years to come out.

Although he escaped from death, due to the backlash of the secret technique, his cultivation was completely destroyed and his spiritual root was also broken.

Everyone listened and fell into deep thought. They didn't know the situation in Tianyuan, so naturally they couldn't tell whether what Chen Qingyuan said was true.

"You are the only one left. Alas."

Lin Dashan sighed.

Originally, everyone still had a glimmer of hope. Wondering if others were like Chen Qingyuan and escaped by feigning death.

"Tianyuan cannot be entered."

Chen Qingyuan recalled the tragic scene of his companions dying and his expression was painful.

The rules in the forbidden area are extremely terrifying. Touching them means certain death. Chen Qingyuan was able to escape by luck or by fate.

"Younger brother, for safety reasons, I have to check your physical condition."

Lin Dashan said seriously.

"I understand. Check it."

The Xuanqing Dao Sect was worried that Chen Qingyuan had been possessed by someone. If they were not careful, it could be disastrous for the sect.

Under normal circumstances, possession can only occupy the body and cannot have memories. Of course, there is also a very small possibility that the possessor has the previous memories.