Chen Qingyuan was happy in his heart, but he still refused on the surface: "No reward for no merit, senior, let's take it back!"
"If Mr. Chen regards Lihua Palace as a friend, then accept it. If not, then I will take it back."
The elder pretended to be serious.
"Senior said this, and I will accept it shamelessly. Thank you Ewha Palace for your kindness."
Now that the talk has come to this point, if Chen Qingyuan refuses, wouldn't he be very ignorant of the ways of the world?
Putting the Xumi ring in his arms, Chen Qingyuan felt happy.
The elders of Lihua Palace were also smiling. It would be a good thing to use some resources to form a good relationship with Chen Qingyuan.
Of all the people present, the only one who felt more uncomfortable was probably the Saint.
Wang Shutong just lost his family fortune to Chen Qingyuan, and now he sees that Chen Qingyuan has made a lot of money, and he feels depressed. Why is it so uncomfortable to see Chen Qingyuan getting rich?
If Chen Qingyuan knew the saint's thoughts, he would definitely put a big label on her - Qiu Fu.
"If you are free in the future, Mr. Chen can come to Lihua Palace as a guest."
The elder spoke politely.
"must."
Chen Qingyuan smiled slightly and saluted.
The scene turned, and there was a warship a hundred feet long.
Wang Shutong and Chen Qingyuan stood side by side, and the warship headed towards the prosperous area of the Southern Territory.
The top management of Lihua Palace asked Wang Shutong to send him off, firstly to show that he valued Chen Qingyuan, and secondly to let the two of them have more contact to see if they could develop a relationship.
"Hey!" Wang Shutong turned around and said, "Where are you going?"
"Just put me wherever you want."
Chen Qingyuan didn't have a clear goal. Anyway, he came to the Southern Territory just to gain experience and to look for someone who could sense the mysterious box.
"Yeah." Wang Shutong murmured.
The two fell into silence again, and the atmosphere on the warship was very stuffy.
In order to relieve the embarrassment, Chen Qingyuan found a topic: "Saint, are you cold?"
"What?"
Wang Shutong was stunned, his expression was stunned, and he could not understand the meaning of this sentence.
The next moment, Chen Qingyuan pointed at the cold air around Wang Shutong and the frozen void, which was self-evident.
"not cold."
Wang Shutong replied coldly.
"Are you born like this, or is it because of your training?"
Chen Qingyuan asked again.
"Both."
If it weren't for the fact that Ewha Palace wants to make friends with you, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you.
Wang Shutong was speechless. What kind of way of chatting was this.
"What you are born with, coupled with hard work, you are gifted!"
Chen Qingyuan suddenly realized.
"..."
Speechless.
If I can't defeat you, let's see how I deal with you.
Wang Shutong knew that he was no match for Chen Qingyuan, so he simply ignored it and walked directly to the inner cabin of the warship for some peace and quiet.
Seeing Wang Shutong leaving with a bit of displeasure, Chen Qingyuan had no intention of apologizing and looked into the distance with a relaxed smile.
Perhaps Chen Qingyuan was teasing him deliberately to make Wang Shutong hate him.
All matters of love and stumbling blocks on the road to spiritual practice will be removed.
However, what Chen Qingyuan didn't know was that the more he tried to deliberately annoy people, the more counterproductive it would be.
Wang Shutong, who was sitting in the cabin, thought seriously about Chen Qingyuan's words and murmured to himself: "Am I really cold?"
No one has ever said this to Wang Shutong before.
Women like her are rare in the world, pure and pure, unattainable.
The heroes in the world can only see him and dare not feel blasphemy.
Only Chen Qingyuan was more upright, and Wang Shutong fell in love with him.
Half a month later, the warship gradually approached the bustling star field.
Meeting Wang Shutong again, Chen Qingyuan had a slight illusion, as if the chill in her body had subsided a bit.
really!
It must be that I haven't had a good rest recently.
Chen Qingyuan thought secretly.
"Saint, please place me as the star in front of you!"
Pointing to the star in front of him, Chen Qingyuan said.
"good."
Wang Shutong nodded.
An hour later, the warship stopped.
"Thank you, Saint."
Chen Qingyuan got off the boat, cupped his hands and thanked him.
"You're welcome."
Wang Shutong, who had been watching Chen Qingyuan's figure disappear into the distance, finally retracted his gaze, launched the warship, and rushed to the deserted star.
At the same time, after a period of fermentation, the incident in the imperial palace could no longer be concealed and spread to all parts of the world.
Initially, only the top experts knew the news.
Now, the news has spread to all walks of life, causing an uproar.
Countless monks longed for the legendary Imperial Palace, hoping to get a glimpse of its true appearance. Some monks even imagined that they were destined to be the one who could obtain the supreme blessings in the Imperial Palace.
"I have an intuition that the emergence of the Imperial Palace was caused by me."
There is no shortage of pretentious people in the world who cannot recognize themselves clearly and always feel that they can one day turn around. However, the reality is very cruel. Even if you risk your life, you will not get anything.
Some monks came from all over the world and rushed towards the desolate star in the southern region.
The strong men of each sect joined forces to attack and were injured by the barrier of the imperial palace.
This matter could not be concealed and spread to the ears of the world.
Even so, some monks still refused to give up, thinking that they would definitely succeed.
For a long time to come, there will be a steady stream of corpses floating on the desert star, allowing those who can't distinguish reality to be reincarnated.
Dizhou, a secret place where fairy mist curls up.
An old man and a middle-aged man were sitting across from each other drinking tea.
"The seal of the Demonic Abyss is becoming more and more unstable."
The old man was wearing a simple cloth coat with many lines on it, and his skin was dark and full of wrinkles, showing his age.
"After a long period of time, the seal has gradually shaken and must be stabilized again."
The middle-aged man is wearing a light-colored robe, with black hair spread over his shoulders, thick eyebrows and starry eyes, and has an extraordinary temperament.
The old man's name is Dugu Changkong, and the middle-aged man's name is Lin Changsheng.
At the Baimai Feast that year, Lin Changsheng did not show up to protect Chen Qingyuan because he was practicing in seclusion and had only left seclusion a few days ago.
Lin Changsheng was happy and surprised when he learned that Chen Qingyuan had extremely high talents and survived the disaster without any danger.
"This matter should be handled by me, an old man, and you don't have to."
Dugu Changkong said in a hoarse voice.
"How can this be done?" Lin Changsheng had long been prepared to die. The reason why he stayed away was not because he was afraid of death, but because he wanted to collect protection fees from the major sects in the empire.
Furthermore, the seal of the Demon Abyss can still last for a while. Lin Changsheng must make himself stronger so that he can be more sure of stabilizing the situation.
"I'm old and I won't live long. Moreover, I should have gone to the Demonic Abyss many years ago, but I have delayed it until today. I feel ashamed of the martyrs. I should go to the Demonic Abyss now to atone for my sins!"
"You are still young, and Qingzong still needs you in the future. If I die, some guys will definitely attack Qingzong, and someone must support me."
"These two children, Qingyuan and Junyan, are the hope of reviving the Qingzong. You must protect them."
When he was young, Dugu Changkong might have been afraid of death. Now, he has seen through life and death, and as long as he arranges the future of Qingzong properly, he has no worries anymore.