Naturally, outsiders cannot hear the discussions of the powerful men.
However, the formation has to be arranged, and Chen Qingyuan can figure out the intentions of the powerful people with a little guessing.
The Qiyan Tianmen Formation has countless magic patterns spread across the starry sky.
The chariots of all forces retreated into the distance, and one by one strong men stepped into the formation.
The Thirty-six Sects of the Imperial State, the Eighteen Lines of the Western Frontier, the forces of the Eastern Land and the Northern Wilderness, etc. A total of hundreds of people came forward to suppress a void and became a formation.
Liu Nansheng, the Holy Master of Lihua Palace, finally showed up.
Wearing plain clothes, her hair was styled into a bun with a jade hairpin passing through it, and she wore a pair of jade-white pearl earrings.
A few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes meant that her youth was long gone.
Even though her appearance is no longer that of her youth, she is still beautiful, graceful and noble.
"That is Holy Lord Pear Blossom, the woman who once made the old monk's heart flutter."
Chen Qingyuan looked up at Liu Nansheng who was walking slowly, and thought to himself.
"Holy Master Liu."
Strong men from all walks of life clasped their fists and saluted, showing a very good attitude.
For this legendary Pear Blossom Holy Lord, the big bosses in the Kunlun world have to respect him and do not dare to offend him easily.
Liu Nansheng relied on his own strength to control the huge Southern Territory. Strength and means were both indispensable.
Facing the overtures from the monks, Liu Nansheng just nodded lightly without changing his expression.
Everyone was not dissatisfied with this, and thought it was reasonable because she had the strength to show off.
If Liu Nansheng becomes less cold one day, the monks will think something is wrong.
"I plan to take the risk and go there, which fellow Taoists are willing?"
Twenty-six thousand years have passed since he left Chang'an, and he has very little life left. Therefore, he wants to find great opportunities in the imperial palace to extend his life, or even explore a higher realm and peer into the other side.
"I am willing to go."
Liu Nansheng took countless steps and came directly to the front of everyone.
"With Saint Master Liu's full help, we will surely gain something."
The skin at the corner of Li Changan's mouth came together, he smiled and complimented.
"Count me in."
The ancestor of the Xuanji Sect in Dizhou came forward.
"Can poor monks enter the venue?"
The Buddhist Zen Master Wuchen was unwilling to be lonely. Golden lotuses sprouted under his feet, and the Buddha's light filled the sky, full of power.
Only seven top experts can be selected at most and go to the Imperial Palace above the Desolate Star to try.
In the Qiyan Tianmen Formation, seven people are the limit.
The remaining strong men turned into formation eyes, temporarily putting aside their past grudges and jointly resisting the coming risks.
As long as the door to the imperial palace can be opened, no matter how big the risk is, you have to try it.
"If the emperor's power is strong enough, these people will probably fall together."
Chen Qingyuan only dared to mutter these words in his heart, but did not dare to say them out loud, as it would easily offend others.
If all these powerful men really die, it will cause catastrophe to many forces in the world, and will also cause turmoil in the world.
"Saint, do you think they can succeed?"
Chen Qingyuan looked at Wang Shutong beside him and asked softly.
"able."
Wang Shutong nodded heavily, without any doubt.
"Idle time is idle, how about we make a bet?"
From Chen Qingyuan's point of view, it is not an easy task to break open the door of the imperial palace.
"What are you betting on?" Wang Shutong turned around and looked confused.
"I bet they can't get in."
Chen Qingyuan said softly.
"What do you want to bet on?"
Wang Shutong thought that he would definitely not lose.
The next moment, Chen Qingyuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at Wang Shutong seriously.
Being stared at by such weird eyes, Wang Shutong felt uncomfortable all over and said coldly: "Speak quickly."
"It's a small gamble for fun. Winning or losing doesn't matter. Don't hurt your harmony." Chen Qingyuan thought for a moment and said seriously: "How about betting on three top-quality spiritual veins?"
Hearing this, Wang Shutong was stunned.
Three top-grade spiritual veins, do you call this a small gamble?
To be honest, even if Wang Shutong is a saint of Lihua Palace, she probably only has so many resources. This is equivalent to betting her entire family fortune on this bet.
"Mr. Chen, it seems that you made a lot of money at the Baimai Feast back then!"
Wang Shutong recalled what Chen Qingyuan had done at the Baimai Feast, which made him rich and had countless resources.
"Fortunately, I can barely make ends meet."
Chen Qingyuan smiled slightly.
Hearing this, Wang Shutong wanted to beat up Chen Qingyuan. However, she looked at Chen Qingyuan's expression that didn't seem to be fake. Could it be that so many resources were not enough for him to squander?
"Okay, let's bet."
Wang Shutong gritted his teeth and said.
"Come, let's sign as proof."
Chen Qingyuan was familiar with this kind of thing. He quickly wrote a gambling agreement, signed his name, and pressed his fingerprint.
"Are you afraid that I'll default on my debt?"
Looking at the special paper handed to him, Wang Shutong was angry and laughing.
"That's not true. You still have to go through the process to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and hurting friendship."
Chen Qingyuan explained.
"You and I can't even be called friends!"
Wang Shutong's ten-foot-wide space was frozen, and the chill spread.
"It will definitely be in the future."
In order to deceive people into gambling, Chen Qingyuan was very polite.
Anyway, this is not the first day I met Chen Qingyuan. When he was at the Baimai Feast, he worked very hard to make money, charging management fees and making a lot of money.
After hesitating for a moment, Wang Shutong pressed a fingerprint.
Afterwards, Chen Qingyuan stamped one copy of the gambling agreement and handed it to Wang Shutong, while he collected the other copy.
It would be more interesting to watch the excitement after placing a bet.
It's just a few top-quality spiritual veins. If you lose, you lose. It won't hurt Chen Qingyuan's roots.
"Get ready to do it!"
On the edge of the deserted star, the heroes are forming and everything is ready.
Leaving Chang'an, Liu Nansheng, Zen Master Wuchen and others began to approach the imperial palace.
Taiwei Imperial Palace, mist curls up.
Looking at it from afar, one feels as if one is peeking into the land of true immortals, without any hint of blasphemy.
"superior!"
Soon, a group of seven people arrived outside the white jade stairs of the main hall of the Imperial Palace. If they could climb the stairs, they could lead to the Imperial Palace.
Everyone looked at each other several times, mentally prepared to face great terror.
"Kick!"
The seven people took a step forward at the same time, and were about to step on the first white jade ladder.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
"boom--"
The ancient power came from a certain corner of the imperial palace and directly bombarded Liu Nansheng and others.
This terrifying force came so fast that no one had time to react.
"Thump, thump..."
Everyone was shaken back, the energy and blood in their bodies kept churning, and their souls were almost blasted out of their bodies.
At the same time, the barrier of the Qiyan Tianmen Formation caused a great disturbance and trembled continuously.
This power was absorbed by the formation, and then shared by everyone in the formation.
Hundreds of top powers jointly support this formation, and the power allocated to each person has been reduced many times. However, a few old guys were still almost seriously injured by the shock, and their whole bodies were shivering and scared.
Endless.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
The ancient bronze bell deep in the imperial palace swayed gently, and its ringing rippled out, directly touching the soul.