"Chen Qingyuan, I'll give you two choices. One is to become a Taoist partner with me; the other is to work... "A girl in a red dress said coldly in a forbidden area called Poles Apart. The long skirt drags, with a few enchanting flowers adorning the tail of the skirt.
She was barefoot, revealing her ankles, as white as jade, flawless.
The dark veil covered her face, leaving only a pair of starlike eyes exposed, willow eyebrows like spring water, long hair like a waterfall, and every frown and smile revealing her charm.
"I choose two."
Before the girl in the red dress could say the next words, a young man in a blue shirt made a decisive choice.
Beautiful women were all poison, especially those who had lived for countless years. Chen Qingyuan had been tormented by the girl in the red dress for a hundred years, knowing how terrifying she was and not being swayed by her appearance.
Apart from this reason, Chen Qingyuan once made a verbal agreement with a certain girl to become a Taoist couple and not break their promise.
"Don't regret it, kid."
The girl in the red dress glared at Chen Qingyuan and snorted coldly.
"I will never regret it."
Chen Qingyuan had a firm will.
"Then make nine agreements with me, and after that, let you be free and cut off the cause and effect with you."
The girl in the red dress took out a jade bracelet and handed it over to Chen Qingyuan from afar.
Chen Qingyuan took the jade bracelet and set off on his way home. He was trapped in Poles Apart for over a hundred years, finally able to leave this hellish place, and his heart was filled with excitement.
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Beihuang, Fuxiangyu, Xuanqing Daozong.
"Master, Uncle Xiao's soul light is on."
The core disciple on duty in the Soul Hall today discovered something and hurriedly ran to the Elder's Hall.
"Nonsense, your junior uncle has been dead for over a hundred years."
Inside the house, an old man was brewing tea and shouted loudly.
"Really, if you don't believe me, go take a look."
This was a big deal. The core disciples only dared to come and report after confirming multiple times.
Upon hearing these words, the old man choked on the tea he was drinking and stared at him, "Are you serious?"
When we arrived at the Soul Hall, a soul lamp in the corner lit up with a faint light, and it was indeed so.
The old man's body trembled slightly, filled with excitement and a hint of unease, afraid that this possibility would be shattered. He once again endured the pain of despair: "The soul lamp has reignited. Is the little junior brother really still alive?"
"Master, what should we do?"
The core disciple requested guidance.
"Check it out."
The old man's eyes flickered with a glimmer of hope, his hands tightly clasped, and his expression serious. His name is Dong Wenjun, and he was an elder of the Xuanqing Daozong sect, with a high status and prominent status.
More than 100000 miles away from Xuanqing Daozong, there was an ancient forbidden zone called Poles Apart.
A hundred years ago, a vision appeared in the Poles Apart forbidden zone, and someone claimed to have seen a treasure from heaven and earth fall into the forbidden zone. So many sects in the northern wilderness stepped into the abyss.
Xuanqing Daozong dispatched more than ten powerful elders and dozens of core disciples.
Among them, there was a newly appointed elder of the inner gate named Chen Qingyuan, who was not very old and had a very high seniority.
Entering the Poles Apart restricted area, many experts from the sect disappeared without returning, and thus fell.
Xuanqing Sect suffered even worse than other sects, with its entire army wiped out.
After a hundred years, Chen Qingyuan's soul lamp lit up, making everyone of Xuanqing Sect boil.
"I finally walked out."
Outside the Poles Apart restricted area, Chen Qingyuan stood by the lake, taking a deep breath.
His clothes carried some mud and dust, and there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body.
He was a closed door disciple accepted by the Grand Ancestor of Xuanqing Sect before his enthronement.
A group of old men from Xuanqing Sect had to call him Junior Brother, and the disciples below even called him Senior Uncle, or even Senior Uncle Ancestor.
"I don't want to go in again for the rest of my life."
Chen Qingyuan turned around and glanced at the pitch black jungle, where there was an ancient abyss and a unique cave.
As soon as Chen Qingyuan said these words, an ethereal female voice reached her ear: "Kid, don't forget our agreement."
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingyuan shuddered and quickly shut up.
Chen Qingyuan's century long experience in Poles Apart was unbearable to look back on.
What still puzzled Chen Qingyuan was why he was able to escape death. Was it because he was handsome?
Although this possibility was small, it was not impossible.
The girl in the red dress secretly informed that Emperor Xuanqing would soon discover her whereabouts and send someone to search for her.
"Find a shady place to rest for a while."
Therefore, Chen Qingyuan was too lazy to walk and lay under a big tree, happily sleeping.
It had to be said that in this wilderness, Chen Qingyuan dared to act like this without cultivation. From this, it can be seen that although Chen Qingyuan's cultivation was useless, there must still be an unknown trump card hidden, otherwise he wouldn't dare to be so arrogant.
An hour later, Dong Wenjun arrived here with a group of people.
When Dong Wenjun looked at Chen Qingyuan lying under the shade of a tree, his whole body trembled with excitement, his lips trembled, and he wanted to shout out loud. However, Dong Wenjun was afraid that this was his own illusion and froze in place, with ripples in his eyes.
"Junior Uncle, wake up."
Some disciples quickly stepped forward and called out loudly.
Chen Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes and saw everyone.
At the next moment, Chen Qingyuan looked at Dong Wenjun, who had graying hair, with a happy expression on his face, and softly called out, "Senior Brother Dong."
Listening to the familiar voice, Dong Wenjun seemed to have returned to reality. He flashed to Chen Qingyuan and cautiously extended his hands, grabbing his arms and saying, "Junior Brother, is it really you?"
"It's me, "Chen Qingyuan chuckled." Senior brother, please be gentle, it hurts."
Immediately, Dong Wenjun released his hands and looked around a few times.
"Junior Brother, what is your cultivation level?"
Dong Wenjun didn't pay attention to this just now, but upon closer inspection, he found that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation or cultivation in Chen Qingyuan's body.
"No, but it's not a big problem. "Chen Qingyuan's emotions didn't fluctuate much, and a smile kept on his lips.
Normally, if a practitioner became a useless person, it should be even more unbearable than death.
However, Chen Qingyuan looked indifferent, as if it wasn't a big deal.
Living in the forbidden zone for hundreds of years had not been completely fruitless.
"Ah? This… "Dong Wenjun was very surprised, and there was also a hint of heartache.
"Let's not talk about these anymore, let's go back first."
Chen Qingyuan waved his hand and interrupted the conversation.
"Okay."
Dong Wenjun nodded heavily, this was indeed not a place for chatting.
So Dong Wenjun took out a treasure and protected Chen Qingyuan's body, heading towards Xuanqing Sect.
Xuanqing Sect was able to successfully find Chen Qingyuan ,thanked to the guidance of the soul lamp.
Soon, Chen Qingyuan finally returned to Xuanqing Sect.
Mountains stood tall, shrouded in clouds and mist.
Looking at this beautiful scenery, Chen Qingyuan's face showed a strong sense of joy.
"I'm finally home."
Chen Qingyuan grew up in Xuanqing Sect from a young age, but unfortunately, he had just been accepted as a disciple by the Grand Elder when his master passed away due to reaching the end of his life.
Therefore, Chen Qingyuan practiced under the guidance of a group of senior brothers and sisters, and had an excellent relationship with them.
The council hall was filled with people, all of whom were elders of the Xuanqing Sect.
This meeting was very important, and the core disciples were not qualified to participate.
Chen Qingyuan was taken to the council hall and looked at familiar faces, bowing his hands and saying, "Greetings, senior brothers and sisters."
The patriarch of Xuanqing Sect was named Lin Changsheng, who was the senior brother of Chen Qingyuan.
"Junior Brother, how did you survive?"
Lin Changsheng sat in the main seat and already knew the general situation.
"Alas, this matter is a long story and difficult to talk about."
Chen Qingyuan stood in the center of the hall, stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes, feeling uneasy.
"We have plenty of time, let's talk slowly."
Lin Changsheng's expression was serious.
Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan could only slowly say, "That day, we entered Poles Apart..."
Next, Chen Qingyuan would present the prepared statement.
In summary, the group entered Poles Apart and encountered various prohibitions and unknown dangers, leaving only Chen Qingyuan dead. Because Chen Qingyuan used a secret technique, he was able to feign death and escape, taking a hundred years to come out.
Although he narrowly escaped death, due to the backlash of the secret technique, his cultivation was completely destroyed and his spiritual roots were severed.
Everyone listened and fell into deep thought. They are not aware of the situation inside Poles Apart, and naturally cannot distinguish whether what Chen Qingyuan said was true or not. "You're the only one left, sigh."
Lin Changsheng sighed.
At first, everyone still held a glimmer of fantasy, wondering if others were like Chen Qingyuan, feigning death and fleeing.
"Poles Apart cannot enter."
Chen Qingyuan recalled the scene of his fellow disciple's tragic death, with a sorrowful expression on his face.
The rules within the restricted area were extremely terrifying, and touching them would result in death. Chen Qingyuan's ability to avoid a disaster might be due to luck or fate.
"Junior Brother, for safety reasons, we have to check your physical condition."
Lin Changsheng spoke solemnly.
"Understood, check it out."
Emperor Xuanqing was worried that Chen Qingyuan might be taken away by someone. If not handled carefully, it could be detrimental to the sect.
In general, the act of taking possession of one's body cannot occupy memories. Of course, there was also a possibility that a very small number of raiders had memories of their predecessors.