Tian Yuan

It allows Ying Jiuye to successfully obtain the ancestral artifact without fear of the ancient palace's restrictions. The origin of the man standing next to Ying Jiuye is self-evident.

Chen Qingyuan!

Everyone thought of this, their expressions suddenly changed, and their eyes flickered.

The old men from the Guiyan Imperial Clan stared at the ancestral artifact in Ying Jiuye's hands, excited and extremely happy.

This day has finally come, and our clan will surely prosper.

Although I had been mentally prepared a long time ago, when I actually saw the ancestral weapon, the emotions that were pressing in my heart were like a volcano erupting, pouring out instantly, uncontrollably, and all displayed on my face.

After a while, an ancestor said: "Let's go back quickly, we can't delay."

"Yes, for safety's sake, return to your clan immediately."

"The ancestral artifact is complete and must be preserved without delay."

"Leave immediately."

The elders all agreed, looking forward to the moment when the ancestral weapon was reshaped and not wanting to waste any time.

Ying Jiuye handed over the ancestral artifact to the strongest ancestor present, as if he had been relieved of the heavy responsibility, and his body suddenly felt relaxed.

The ancestors were not dazzled by the joy and knew that the successful recovery of the ancestral artifact was all due to Chen Qingyuan's permission.

Therefore, all the elders bowed to Chen Qingyuan with utmost respect.

Thousands of words, too many to put into words. In the future, all it takes is one word from Chen Qingyuan, and the Guiyan Imperial Clan is willing to do everything they can to do it, no matter how hard it is, they will never refuse.

"May I ask your Excellency, is it...is it Venerable Chen?"

At this time, the people watching the excitement couldn't hold it any longer, leaned over, bowed their hands, and asked boldly.

Chen Qingyuan glanced at these people and did not answer.

Suddenly being glanced at by a look, everyone's souls trembled, and a chill came over them instantly. This feeling is like a high-altitude divine king, looking down at the ants on the ground, looking at the ants for eternity, with incomparable indifference.

In an instant, everyone had the answer in their hearts.

"Crash-"

Immediately afterwards, some advanced people bowed to Chen Qingyuan, and everyone immediately followed suit.

Everyone said that Chen Qingyuan's peak state was temporary and there was no need to be too afraid. However, anyone who sees Chen Qingyuan's immortal figure cannot help but feel awe.

So what if you fall into the mortal world and cannot regain your former peak.

Who can guarantee that Chen Qingyuan will not reach the top in this life?

The most important thing is that Chen Qingyuan is protected by Chang Geng Sword Immortal.

If no major accident occurs, it is only a matter of time before Chen Qingyuan reaches the top again.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being rude. We need to return to our old land. It is inconvenient to stay here for a long time."

Ying Jiuye cupped his fists and asked for instructions.

"Go!"

Chen Qingyuan can understand.

"I would like to accompany you to the Northern Wilderness."

An old man from the Imperial Clan stepped forward and said.

Obviously, this is because they are worried that Chen Qingyuan will be alone and be bullied.

"No need."

Chen Qingyuan refused.

"Yes."

Since Chen Qingyuan didn't need it, the old man stepped aside and stopped insisting.

If your Majesty refuses, you must not be worried about the young people.

Also, with your ability, you definitely have many methods available, so we don’t need to worry about it.

The onlookers on the side felt their hearts tremble suddenly when they heard the address of "Your Majesty," their eyes filled with horror, and they couldn't help but think of many things.

Qingzong dared to set out from Beihuang to conquer the imperial state. It must be Venerable Chen who returns and is not afraid of any trouble.

Afterwards, everyone from the Guiyan Emperor Clan bowed again and turned to leave.

The matter was so important that Ying Jiuye had to go back to his clan and could not stay.

"Shh-"

In the blink of an eye, Chen Qingyuan was the only one left here.

Just when Chen Qingyuan was about to leave here, a figure appeared in front of him. His face remained calm and he said coldly: "You want to stop me?"

"I don't dare." The person who came was a middle-aged man wearing black clothes and a Mahayana practitioner. Immediately, he knelt on one knee in the sky and said respectfully: "I am a small man, Qi Shan, a casual cultivator. I beg you to follow your Majesty and do whatever you want me to do."

"You and I have no chance."

Chen Qingyuan refused without hesitation.

"This little man admires your Majesty very much and has endured the hardships of recognition. I beg your Majesty to give me a chance!"

The man ignored the gazes of others, lowered his posture to the lowest level, and said with a very humble desire.

"No chance."

Chen Qingyuan still said the same thing and did not agree.

There are so many people who want to follow Chen Qingyuan these days, and ninety-nine percent of them are doing it for profit. If he nodded today, he would probably never have a happy life in the future.

After saying that, he strode forward, crossed the man's position, and slowly disappeared into the distance.

No one in the room dared to block the way.

"Venerable Chen has appeared!"

It didn't take long for this news to spread to all walks of life, causing a huge sensation.

"The Guiyan Imperial Clan has recovered half of the missing Imperial Armament!"

The Immortal Ancient Clan was shocked and searched for the specific situation.

"According to the descriptions of those present, Venerable Chen has indeed lost his peak combat power."

This is crucial, and it has given many people in the world peace of mind, as if the giant mountain pressing on their heads has moved to one side and is no longer so oppressive.

Dizhou, somewhere.

The Ninth Princess of the Feng Clan, who was coming out of a certain secret realm, heard about Chen Qingyuan. Her eyebrows lit up and she dropped everything she was doing and immediately inquired about the whereabouts of Qingzong and Chen Qingyuan.

"Princess!"

The followers and guardians of the Ninth Princess chased after him desperately.

......

A few months later, Northern Wasteland.

Chen Qingyuan came back safely and planned to retreat for a while to see if he could break through the entrance and advance his cultivation further.

Everyone in the Qingzong family was filled with joy, celebrating Chen Qingyuan's return and his triumphant victory over the imperial state.

Many sects from the surrounding area came to congratulate him and even wanted to meet Chen Qingyuan.

It's a pity that Chen Qingyuan doesn't like too lively occasions and is too lazy to deal with these trivial matters and doesn't see anyone.

Drink and chat with old friends, and discuss the future development of Qingzong with senior brothers.

In particular, Chang Geng Sword Immortal's guest visit has not yet been announced to the public. Currently, only the Immortal Ancient Clan and a few powerful people have heard about it.

This matter is very important and cannot be ignored.

Lin Changsheng arranged an excellent training cave for the Sword Immortal, and he has not yet revealed the Sword Immortal's affairs to everyone in the sect.

"Junior brother, which day do you think is more suitable?"

As the Sword Immortal holds the position of guest guest, he must do it in a grand manner and must choose a good time.

"It's enough if you mean it. You don't have to be too polite on the surface."

Chen Qingyuan said.

"You can't let the Sword Immortal fall into disgrace."

Lin Changsheng was worried that if he didn't handle it well, the Sword Immortal would be disgraced and would feel unhappy.

"The Sword Immortal told me, you can do whatever you want."

Chen Qingyuan directly made the decision for Jianxian.

"Okay, find a time in a few days to announce it to the public, and then hold a banquet internally to celebrate, how about that?"

This is the most low-key process that Lin Changsheng has ever thought of.

"Okay." Chen Qingyuan nodded.

At this moment, a person came outside Qingzong's mountain gate.

Wearing a spotless white dress, waist-length hair, a fair and flawless face, and exquisite facial features.

The visitor's name is Ji Lingyan, the ninth princess of the Phoenix Clan.