"..." The top boss of Fu Palace was speechless: "Yiyi is the most obedient, put it in your purse and put it away."
"Okay!" Yiyi put the jade talisman in the pocket of her clothes in disgust.
A jade talisman can block the full attack of Mahayana monks and protect the bearer for an hour.
Such a precious thing is difficult for even the top powers in the world to obtain. It has a price but no market.
This girl actually had a look of disgust on her face, which really hurt the heart of the leader of the Talisman Palace.
The first one of the Puppet Hall directly brought out the two puppets in the town hall. Puppetes at the pinnacle of Mahayana are hard to find in the world. Unfortunately, wanting to activate puppets at this level requires a certain level of cultivation and a large amount of spiritual stones.
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The leader of the puppets studied for a long time and couldn't think of a way to let Yiyi control it, so he had to give up.
Chen Qingyuan's eyes lit up when he saw the treasures everywhere. It would be great if these were all his.
Yiyi was given a lot of treasures last time, but Chen Qingyuan couldn't use them because they were branded. This time, it was the same procedure, and Chen Qingyuan could only look at it, feeling depressed and showing envy in his eyes.
"Old gentlemen, why don't you give me these things?"
Chen Qingyuan shamelessly asked for it.
"You do not deserve."
A dark-faced old man with all his teeth snorted. As soon as he said this, all the elders agreed, and their opinions were surprisingly unanimous.
"..."
Hearing the sound, Chen Qingyuan looked up to the sky and sighed, with a sad look on his face.
It’s really not that the elders are stingy, but that Chen Qingyuan has his own path to follow, and having too many external objects becomes a burden and is detrimental to his practice. Furthermore, with the protection of the dean, there is no need for these treasures.
Yiyi's situation is completely different. She cannot practice cultivation. As the daughter of a Buddhist disciple and deeply loved by many elders, of course nothing can happen to her.
"Dad, aren't you happy?"
After working for a long time, Yiyi seemed to notice that Chen Qingyuan was in a low mood and asked with concern.
"No, daddy is very happy."
When I entered Daoyi Academy before, I never saw these old men being so generous.
"Oh." Yiyi was very simple and didn't think too much about it.
When leaving, Yiyi bowed and saluted the elders, and said in a sweet voice: "Grandpas, grandmas, Yiyi is gone. I will come back to see you next time."
"The girl is so good."
"I hope I won't be led astray by Chen Qingyuan. It's really sad to think that my cute baby has turned into Qingyuan's character!"
"We have given you so many things, so Yiyi shouldn't have any accidents."
With many precious treasures to protect her body, even if Chen Qingyuan dies, Yiyi will definitely be safe and sound.
Listening to the elders' words, Chen Qingyuan seemed not to hear them.
Lao Hei has been looking forward to his brother's return, but now he is hiding in his sleeves, not daring to show his head, for fear of being pinched by a group of old men when he comes out.
Finally, all the elders left.
Chen Qingyuan and others stepped out of Daoyi Academy.
He held the sleeping Yiyi in his arms, Lao Hei was in Qiankun's sleeve, and Liu Lingran was with him.
As for the dean, he had already left the house and headed to Dizhou in advance.
Now that he is preparing to stir up a huge storm, the dean will definitely have to beat some old things.
In the Kunlun realm of the imperial state, the dean came alone.
Standing alone among the heroes, discussing strategies for troubled times.
If anyone disobeys, just give him a beating.
No one knows what happened in the Kunlun Realm. They only know that deep in a certain star field in the Imperial State, huge space storms often set off, and the frightening aura spread to all surrounding areas. The old antique hiding in the dark smelled something wrong and shrunk.
He shrank his head and his body trembled slightly.
The empire is in turmoil and a storm is coming.
...
At this time, Chen Qingyuan was still staying in Beihuang and had not set off to Dizhou yet.
Through the sound transmission jade talisman, I finally contacted Chang Ziqiu.
Make an appointment to meet at a place.
Beautiful mountains and clear waters, chirping birds and fragrant flowers.
In the bamboo forest, there is a two-story bamboo house with fresh air and beautiful scenery.
Chang Ziqiu stood outside the house, with his left sleeve empty and his right hand hanging by his side.
"Old Chang!"
Walking quickly, Chen Qingyuan noticed Chang Ziqiu's mutilated body and frowned slightly.
"Elder Chang."
Liu Lingran bowed her hands.
When he returned, he had already heard the news that Chang Ziqiu was assassinated and escaped with his arm broken.
After all these days, why is there no body remodeling?
"After disappearing for more than ten years, it's not easy to see you."
Chang Ziqiu laughed and cursed.
Then, he stretched out his right hand to tease Yiyi, who was still dreaming: "Why hasn't this girl changed at all?"
"Contaminated with cause and effect, Yiyi's body and mind are frozen."
Chen Qingyuan said.
"Come in and sit down!"
This is the place where Chang Ziqiu rests and is very suitable for seclusion.
"Why not treat it?"
Chen Qingyuan glanced at the location of the broken arm, his expression heavy.
"The weapon that injured me has special rules. If I don't get timely treatment, it is irreversible." Chang Ziqiu touched his empty left sleeve, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he quickly recovered as before, laughing at himself:
"It doesn't matter if you break it off, just take it as a lesson to strengthen your Taoist heart."
"Come back to the Academy with me. There will definitely be a way to cure it."
Chen Qingyuan didn't want his brother to lose an arm. As long as he had the talent and treasure, he could definitely recover it.
"No need." Chang Ziqiu, dressed in black, shook his head and said, "I have seen through it. If I lose one hand, I may be able to wield the sword better."
"Are you serious?"
Chen Qingyuan doesn't quite understand the practice of practicing Taoism with a broken arm.
"Yeah." Chang Ziqiu and Chen Qingyuan looked at each other, their eyes were determined, not decadent, but they showed a sword power that was far better than before.
"Okay, I won't advise you on this matter, but..." Chen Qingyuan's eyes changed, and he said fiercely: "You hurt my brother, and you must avenge him."
Changsheng Dao Sect, the top force in the Northern Wilderness.
so what!
Brothers can trap themselves and cheat some spiritual stone resources. If outsiders insult you, they will never be forgiven.
Chang Ziqiu was not only a good friend of Chen Qingyuan, but also a guest elder of Qingzong.
No matter from which aspect, Chen Qingyuan cannot be ignored.
"I will take my own revenge from now on."
Chang Ziqiu didn't want to borrow from others.
"You take your revenge, and I'll take my revenge."
They should be addressed separately and not lumped together.
"Can it still be calculated like this?"
Chang Ziqiu was amused.
"Of course." Chen Qingyuan said with certainty: "You are the guest elder of Qingzong. If the Changshengdaomen cuts off your arm, it would be a slap in the face of my Qingzong. You are my close friend, Chen Qingyuan. How can we not help my brother suffer?
Please ignore it. After all, this revenge needs to be avenged several times before it can be settled."
Hearing this nonsense, Chang Ziqiu seemed dumbfounded on the surface, but felt warm in his heart.
"Drink this glass of wine and go directly to the Changshengdao Gate."
Picking up the wine on the table, Chen Qingyuan drank it all in one gulp.
Chang Ziqiu drank together and got up to follow each other.
Fortunately, I followed Chen Qingyuan around and got a lot of precious medicines and elixirs.
After these years of seclusion, the injury has long since healed.
It’s just a left arm, and it’s just a tribulation on the path of spiritual practice.
"Walk!"
Put down the wine glasses and everyone set off.
The target is the Changsheng Dao Gate in the Tianhe Star Region.