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Chapter 140 Dressed in white, there is no return date

Daoyi Academy, a certain exquisite palace.

Yu Chenran brewed a pot of tea, and the rich aroma of tea spread to every corner of the palace.

"Please enjoy."

He poured a glass and placed it on the table in front of Lin Changsheng.

"Thank you." Lin Changsheng nodded and thanked.

"It is both a blessing and a tragedy that fellow Taoists have inherited the inheritance."

Yu Chenran didn't expect anyone from the Xuan Qing Sect besides Chen Qingyuan to reach this point. It was a real surprise.

"This is fate and cannot be shied away from."

Lin Changsheng took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup, and said softly.

Now that Lin Changsheng has integrated the inherited memories of the Qing Sect, he is no longer the Holy Master of an ordinary sect in the Fuliu Star Region, but a descendant of the Qing Sect. Daoyi Academy must not neglect him.

"Fellow Taoist, are you here to take a look at Chen Qingyuan?"

Yu Chenran did not put on any airs, and interacted with Lin Changsheng as his contemporaries, and was polite and considerate.

"yes."

Lin Changsheng nodded.

"This child is in retreat, and it's a critical moment."

After counting with his fingers, Yu Chenran discovered that Chen Qingyuan had not broken out yet.

"That's it!" Lin Changsheng's eyes flashed with a sad look.

"How about I send a message to him and ask him to temporarily put aside his practice."

Yu Chenran could tell that Lin Changsheng had decided to go to Dizhou. This time he showed up at Daoyi Academy to say his final farewell.

"No, he has his own way to go. There is no need to force him to come out."

Lin Changsheng shook his head. If he didn't have a chance to see him, that would be fine.

"But..." Yu Chenran stopped talking.

"It doesn't matter, maybe there will be a chance to see my junior brother again."

Lin Changsheng showed a smile, as if to comfort himself. Now that he was really going to meet Chen Qingyuan, there were some things that were difficult for him to explain, and it was difficult for him to say goodbye.

As long as you know that Chen Qingyuan has never been wronged by Daoyixuegong, let the rest happen as it happens!

Yu Chenran opened his mouth, wanting to say a lot of things. However, when those words came to his lips, he could not speak.

In the end, Yu Chenran sighed deeply deep in his heart and remained silent.

There will always be a group of people who stand on the edge of the cliff and dance, not asking for understanding and gratitude from the world, but for a clear conscience.

As for the opinions of ordinary people in the world, it doesn't matter at all.

"My little junior brother, please leave it to fellow Taoist."

A hundred years ago, Lin Changsheng was only a monk in the tribulation period. From the perspective of strength, he was not qualified to compete with fellow Taoist Yu Chenran who was the deputy dean.

Now, Lin Changsheng's specific strength is unknown, but the weakest is at the late stage of Mahayana, or even at the peak. Coupled with Qingzong's top Taoist skills, his combat power is extraordinary high.

"Fellow Taoist, just rest assured."

Yu Chenran stood up and bowed his hands towards Lin Changsheng in salute.

Wow——

The next moment, Lin Changsheng's figure disappeared.

Can a will and a belief really be passed down for hundreds of thousands of years?

Yu Chenran didn't believe before that time is endless and can wear away anything in the world. It wasn't until he grew up and touched the history of Qingzong that he truly understood the power of inheritance will.

No matter how time goes by, as long as our Qing Sect still has a trace of blood and those with the qualifications to unlock the inheritance restrictions, we will definitely go all out.

However, there are exceptions to many things.

In the past 300,000 years, have all the inheritors of the Qing Sect gone to the Demonic Abyss?

There are always descendants who cannot understand the will of their ancestors and sages, and even if they integrate the inherited memories, they are not willing to fight to the death.

Lin Changsheng returned to Xuanqing Sect and secretly looked at his relatives in the sect.

With his current strength, he could tell the physical condition of the elder Dong Wenjun at a glance with just a few clicks.

An invisible law entered Dong Wenjun's body without causing Dong Wenjun to notice it.

Dong Wenjun is a monk in the third stage of transcending the tribulation. He can no longer suppress the surge of laws in his body, and he will transcend the tribulation in a short time. His talent is limited, and there is not much certainty that he can survive it.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

For Dong Wenjun, every day that follows is very precious. He no longer consumes his life in seclusion, but watches the disciples in the sect grow slowly, with a face full of joy.

"time to go."

Lin Changsheng took action secretly and was able to protect Dong Wenjun at the critical moment and increase his chances of successfully overcoming the disaster.

After finishing these things, Lin Changsheng had to leave.

If possible, Lin Changsheng would also like to leave some trump cards to the sect, or teach some top magical powers to everyone. However, he cannot do this.

Once the causal traces of Xuan Qing Sect are exposed, there will be disaster. Not only the demon monks want to destroy Xuan Qing Sect, but also some terrifying forces in the imperial state.

In short, let Xuan Qingzong hide for as long as possible!

I'm going to Dizhou Zhenmoyuan now, but I don't know when I'll return.

Wearing white clothes, riding the breeze, not forgetting the last wishes of our ancestors and not regretting this trip.

As for matters of life and death, just laugh them off.

The wind has risen.

It blew all the way from the Fuliu Star Territory in the Northern Wasteland to the Imperial State far away in countless star seas.

In a remote corner, there was the sound of a door opening.

"Clang"

Chang Geng Sword Immortal Li Muyang pushed open the door and walked out, looked up into the distance, and refused to take his eyes back for a long time: "I hope I can see my Taoist friends again in this life, and I will treat you with fine wine, talk about Tao to the world, and smile in the world."

Daoyi Academy, Baiyan Palace.

Yu Chenran was wearing a dark cloth with a guqin in front of him.

"Ding......"

The old hands gently rested on the strings, fingertips plucked, and wonderful sounds came out.

A sad sound echoed between heaven and earth.

Before I knew it, the sky was dark, light rain was falling, the wind was blowing on the leaves and the rain was playing the piano, but Yu Chenran's clothes were not stained.

Hearing this sound, Lin Wenchou came riding on the wind and stepped on the water with his feet.

Just by looking at Yu Chenran, Lin Wenchou knew the cause and effect.

Without saying a word, he took out the wine bottle from his waist and uncorked the wine.

"Gululu"

Lin Wenchou drank several sips, looked at the sky and sighed, saying: "Three hundred thousand years, Qingzong has exhausted his heroic spirit. In the name of immortality, he is destined to be an extraordinary person. I really want to see it with my own eyes!"

Play a tune on the zither and wish you well.

Yu Chenran slowly opened his eyes, the weather was sunny and warm.

"Is there any wine?"

Glancing at Lin Wenchou standing in the middle of the lake, Yu Chenran asked.

"Yes." Lin Wenchou took out a pot of fine wine and passed it through the air.

Having known Yu Chenran for many years, Lin Wenchou rarely saw Yu Chenran drinking.

Just because he doesn't like the taste of wine, which is not as memorable as the aroma of tea.

However, sometimes drinking wine is more enjoyable than drinking tea.

"Hope he...all goes well."

Yu Chenran raised his glass to the sky and murmured to himself.

Chen Qingyuan, who was in retreat, felt a little uneasy in his heart and frowned slightly.

What's wrong?

Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the void of the secret room. He was slightly distracted and quickly recovered.

Don’t be careless at the critical moment of cultivation.

A few years later, Chen Qingyuan improved his cultivation a step further, allowing all three holy golden elixirs to transform, and he was truly promoted to the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Today, he is much stronger than before.

If all his trump cards were revealed, looking at the entire Nascent Soul stage, no one would be able to fight with him.

After leaving seclusion, Chen Qingyuan went straight to Baiyan Palace and said hello to Yu Chenran: "Master."


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