Qing Chi nodded slowly and sat down opposite Dugu Changkong.
Chen Qingyuan poured tea for the second uncle very wisely, and also poured a cup for the old man. He took a few steps back and stood aside.
"What do you call fellow Taoist?"
Dugu Changkong looked directly at Qingchi, his eyes seemed to have penetrated the fog and saw his true appearance, and asked softly.
"Xiao Junchou."
Qing Chi muttered.
Chen Qingyuan on the side heard the name and secretly remembered it.
"Old Man Wu's second apprentice?"
Hearing this name, Dugu Changkong felt slightly familiar. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly remembered something and said it with a somewhat surprised tone.
"yes."
The so-called old man Wu is the former dean of Daoyi.ωωw..net
"Oh it's you."
Twenty thousand years ago, Dugu Changkong had just awakened to the way of inheritance and went to Dao First Academy. At that time, he had tea and discussed Taoism with the previous dean, and he also had a relationship with Qingzhi and the current dean.
"I never thought that one day I would be able to sit and drink tea with my seniors."
Obviously, Qing Chi recognized Dugu Changkong and respected him very much. At that time, he was just a true disciple. He saw with his own eyes the scene where the previous dean discussed Taoism with Dugu Changkong. Even after many years, he still did not forget it.
"You have climbed the sacred bridge, let's talk about it as equals."
Dugu Changkong did not rely on his old age and smiled lightly.
"You have been worthy of being a master and a peer, how could I dare to go beyond that?"
Qing Chi shook his head, etiquette must not be broken.
"With you protecting Qingyuan, I will have no worries when I grow old."
When he said this, Dugu Changkong glanced at Chen Qingyuan.
"Do your best." Qing Chi's voice was slightly hoarse: "This child will definitely encounter greater troubles in the future. With my ability, I cannot guarantee his safety. I only hope that God can open his eyes and take care of Qingzong."
"I don't believe this thief."
For hundreds of thousands of years, if the will of Heaven had taken pity on Qing Zong and bestowed merit, the situation would not have reached the level it is today.
"The way of heaven covers your eyes, but I hope you can open them in this life."
Qing Chi murmured.
"Drink tea."
Dugu Changkong pointed to the hot tea on the table and smiled.
"good."
The two powerful men drank tea and chatted for a while, and then began to discuss Taoism.
Chen Qingyuan didn't know what happened next, and couldn't hear a word.
Because Chen Qingyuan's cultivation level was too low, in order not to affect his Taoist heart, Dugu Changkong set up restrictions around his body so that his voice could not be transmitted.
After hearing about the Tao of Shenqiao, ordinary Mahayana monks will become unbalanced and even go crazy.
After discussing the Tao for several days, Dugu Changkong was basically speaking and Qingzhi was listening.
This discussion has benefited the lover a lot.
When the conversation was almost over, Qing Chi stood up and saluted to express his gratitude.
"I won't live much longer. Qingzong's future still needs the help of fellow Taoists and Daoyi Academy, please."
Dugu Changkong stood up and returned the greeting.
"Senior, don't worry, this child is not only a member of the Qing Sect, but also a disciple of the Daoyi Academy. As long as the Academy is still there, he will be protected."
Qing Chi assured.
"Thank you."
Dugu Changkong's eyes were extremely deep, and no one could tell what he was thinking.
Soon after, Qing Chi left Tingdao Mountain and hid somewhere in the void, making it difficult for anyone to find his traces.
When the restriction was lifted, Chen Qingyuan realized that his second uncle had left.
"Boy, you are lucky to have him protecting you."
Dugu Changkong's words are undoubtedly a recognition of love and infatuation.
"This disciple doesn't understand very well."
Chen Qingyuan didn't understand the second uncle at all.
"You will understand later."
Dugu Changkong doesn’t explain.
Infatuated with love and commitment, and extremely powerful, Chen Qingyuan does not have to worry about safety issues in a short period of time.
The most important thing is that Dugu Changkong can feel that if Chen Qingyuan really faces a death crisis, Qing Chi is willing to sacrifice himself.
"oh."
Since the old man refused to say more, Chen Qingyuan didn't ask any more questions.
"It's time for this farce to come to an end."
Dugu Changkong has already given opportunities to all the major sects in Dizhou. What happens next depends on their own abilities!
One step out of Tingdao Mountain, standing in the clouds, with the spirit of immortality.
With his left hand flicking his sleeves, countless strands of law patterns suddenly appeared in the void, all coming from the end of the Qingzong Ancient Palace and spreading to everywhere.
"Stay away."
The powerful people nearby felt the strong pressure and retreated one after another.
The Qingzong was revived and the foundation of spiritual veins was reshaped.
With Dugu Changkong in charge, those forces that really didn't want Qingzong to reestablish itself in the imperial state could only watch without the courage to stop it.
"Wow"
A colorful light curtain ripples from the sea of stars and covers the territory where Qingzong is located. It is wonderful and dazzling.
Infinite spiritual energy came from all directions, gathered into water, and formed a long spiritual river in the sky.
The rain that has gathered spiritual energy is pouring down, nourishing this desolate territory.
For a time, the landform changed and mountains, rivers and lakes appeared.
Immediately afterwards, a green grass broke through the hard soil, enjoying the sunshine and rain, giving this desolate place a glimmer of life.
As Dugu Changkong continued to perform Taoist magic, more and more vegetation appeared, changing the original situation of the stars.
With a wave of his hand, many top-quality spiritual veins took root in the ground and merged with the laws of the ancient palace.
A large spirit gathering formation covering the entire star rose from the ground.
Each towering giant tree is formed by the naked eye. It is by no means an illusion, but a real scene.
Rivers containing spiritual meaning began to ripple, stretching for thousands of miles, giving new life to the soil on both sides of the river banks.
"Wow——"
Dugu Changkong moved his right hand and sprinkled countless seeds on the ground, and some fish fry and other things entered the river.
In just a few hours, the preliminary foundation of Qingzong has been laid.
This level of scenery and aura concentration is not as good as many second-rate forces in the imperial state.
Many forces have developed for many years and slowly accumulated foundation, but it is not as good as Dugu Changkong's wave of sleeves.
"A miracle!"
Countless monks were fascinated by it and marveled at it again and again.
"The Qingzong's revival is unstoppable."
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Qingzong's decision to take root in the Imperial State will soon lead to conflicts of interest with the top forces in the Imperial State.
"You have to choose an auspicious day when you go out in the future."
The second- and third-rate power leaders sternly warned the elders and disciples within their sect not to cause trouble, and to stay in their own territory without offending others.
"Actually, it would be a great thing for the Qing Sect to really be able to regain its former prosperity. As far as I know, the Qing Sect 300,000 years ago stabilized the situation in the empire, and there were very few killings between sects.
, it is very peaceful. Unlike now, old sects are destroyed and new sects are established every moment."
A certain old guy from a first-rate force said secretly. He only dared to think about this in his heart and did not dare to say it out, so as not to be involved in this big turmoil.
"Qing Zong has been rebuilt. Do you want us to express our gratitude?"