Chen Qingyuan fell into deep thought. Song Wenxian's words of protection brought him not surprise, but fright.
Showing courtesy for nothing is either adultery or theft.
He doesn't have a deep friendship with the Song family. Why is the Song family like this?
Doubt, surprise, uneasiness, and a bit of panic.
"I am old friends with your master. Coupled with your own talents, the Song family has no reason not to get closer to you."
Song Wenxian could see the uneasiness in Chen Qingyuan's heart and hurriedly explained.
"I see." If it was Master's favor, it would make sense. Most of Chen Qingyuan's doubts dissipated and he bowed his hands: "If there are difficulties in the future, this junior will definitely come to the Song family for help, without any ambiguity."
"Hahaha..." Song Wenxian laughed several times and nodded happily: "I like your straightforward temperament. The most important thing is that you are thick-skinned."
"Hehe." Chen Qingyuan smiled without shame. With the protection of the Song family, wouldn't the future cultivation path be smoother?
Daoyi Academy, the ancient Song family, the reclusive Sword Immortal Chang Geng, and the background of the Qing Sect, etc.
How is this cruel monastic life?
It is clearly the adventure of the second generation of immortals. If you are bullied, you can go home and shake people.
"Boy, have you considered my previous proposal?"
In addition to the fact that the Song family will protect Chen Qingyuan, Song Wenxian also has another thing he wants to fight for.
"Please forgive me for being stupid, I don't know what proposal my senior is talking about?"
Chen Qingyuan said suspiciously.
"Become my grandson-in-law."
As he spoke, Song Wenxian showed a meaningful smile.
"No, no." Song Ningyan's figure flashed before Chen Qingyuan's eyes, and he immediately shook his head: "Stop making fun of me."
"Oh! Okay!"
A trace of regret flashed in Song Wenxian's eyes.
After sitting there for a long time, Song Wenxian left.
That night, Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing, and a lot of spiritual energy gathered in his body.
The next day, a ray of sunshine broke through the layers of clouds and spread on the ground.
"time to go."
Chen Qingyuan packed up his belongings and said goodbye to the elders of the Song family.
"Chen Shaoxia, walk slowly."
After that day's battle, Chen Qingyuan left an indelible mark on the hearts of everyone in the Song family, and they were very polite to him. The younger generation of geniuses did not dare to be arrogant, and their eyes were calmer, with a hint of envy and awe.
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On the way back, of course Chen Qingyuan was not alone, there was also Song Ningyan.
After settling the family affairs, Song Ningyan had no reason to stay in the Song family, and wanted to rush back to Daoyi Academy as soon as possible. She had already made an agreement with her elders in the family that if she couldn't achieve something successful, her future marriages and other things would be free of charge.
Arranged by the family.
"Senior brother, are you happy that I will accompany you back?"
After getting acquainted with Chen Qingyuan, Song Ningyan took off her cold and arrogant mask and asked playfully.
"Not happy." Chen Qingyuan curled his lips.
"Why?" Song Ningyan's tone was slightly pitiful.
"You have changed." Chen Qingyuan sighed softly: "You are not as cold and arrogant as before. I am a little uncomfortable with it."
"I can switch anytime."
Previously, Song Ningyan obtained Chen Qingyuan's Taoist jade slips, which recorded many Taoist secrets. It solved many of Song Ningyan's Taoist doubts and suddenly became enlightened.
In addition, Chen Qingyuan helped Song Ningyan resolve the marriage matter, and his performance in the ring made Song Ningyan feel grateful to him, and also had a deep curiosity.
"Forget it, my heart can't bear it."
Chen Qingyuan quickened his pace.
It took more than a month for the two of them to travel between the major star fields, see the colorful scenery of the galaxy, and also encounter some bandits without eyes, and finally returned to the academy relatively smoothly.
Chen Qingyuan and Song Ningyan went to their respective cultivation residences and then said hello to their respective masters.
Baiyan Palace.
Today, Yu Chenran is dozing on a soft grass, living a comfortable life.
"Master, the disciple is back."
Chen Qingyuan searched many corners and finally found it, saluted and said hello.
"I know, it's so noisy."
Yu Chenran was still lying down with his eyes closed and his expression lazy.
"Disciple, please report something." Chen Qingyuan envied Yu Chenran's kind of life, where he was carefree and could do whatever he wanted.
"If you fart, hurry up." Yu Chenran said.
"..."
Master, you were not like this before. When you tricked me into becoming my teacher, you were so amiable and kind like a father. But now, only a few years have passed, and your true colors have always been exposed.
"The disciple met the old patriarch of the Song family. When he came back, he made a promise that the Song family was willing to protect the disciple."
Chen Qingyuan narrated what happened to the Song family in brief words, and finally mentioned the Song family's protection of Taoism. He wanted to hear Master's opinion and whether there was any evil intention hidden in it.
"Oh." After hearing this, Yu Chenran just said "oh" without any change in his expression.
Chen Qingyuan originally thought that the master would have a big reaction, but unexpectedly it was so dull, and he was stunned on the spot.
After a long while, Yu Chenran said: "If you have nothing else to do, just leave! Don't disturb the teacher's rest."
"Master, until now, I don't have a Taoist weapon that I can take advantage of."
After a fight with Changsun Fengye, Chen Qingyuan really wanted to get a suitable weapon.
Superior weapons can play an extremely important role in battle.
"What weapons do you want?"
Yu Chenran asked.
"Well... let's use the sword for now!"
Chen Qingyuan thought for a while and made a decision.
"For the time being?" Yu Chenran heard about the battle between Chen Qingyuan and Changsun Fengye. He was shocked when he first heard about it. Later he slowly calmed down: "You brat, your swordsmanship is very high.
You can embark on this path. What do you mean by temporary? Do you have other ideas? I would like to remind you that practice is one step at a time, and you cannot aim too high."
"Disciples, please remember Master's teachings."
Chen Qingyuan did not dare to refute and bowed.
It's not that Chen Qingyuan wants to practice Taoism indiscriminately, but the origin of the silver spear he hid is unknown. Perhaps, at some point in the future, Chen Qingyuan will take out the silver spear and embark on a new path.
"Okay, I'll stop rambling, Master." Yu Chenran changed his position and lay down: "Go to the Sword Hall to find Elder Gu. There are many famous swords there. Just pick one out!"
"Yes, thank you Master."
Chen Qingyuan's eyes were filled with joy.
"Go away! Don't bother me if you have nothing to do."
Yu Chenran yawned.
Afterwards, Chen Qingyuan went straight to the location of the sword hall.
Daoyixuegong is divided into main veins and six branch veins.
Jian Tang is one of the branches.
Gu Qingfeng, the master of the sword hall, is a bald old man with a white beard. He likes to wear plain clothes on weekdays, and the sword power emanating from his body is extremely strong.
Mahayana monk, the top swordsman in the swordless realm.
"Junior Chen Qingyuan, pays homage to Elder Gu."
Arriving all the way to the main hall of the sword hall, Chen Qingyuan bowed to Gu Qingfeng who was standing high up.