Tian Yuan

At the entrance of the old land, more than ten old men with deep auras have appeared.

Two of them were bitter enemies.

One is called the Eight-Armed Spider King, and the other is the Cangshan Old Woman.

"Old woman, it's a surprise that you are still alive."

The Eight-Armed Spider King has a strong body, about three meters tall, and a total of eight arms. The main body is a spider that has been cultivated.

"You're not dead yet, so naturally I won't get ahead of you."

The old woman has white hair and pale face, her voice is hoarse and weak, and her eyes sometimes glow with a dark green light, which is a bit scary.

"Since you are alive, let's end the grudge between us now!"

The moment the words fell, the Eight-Armed Spider King took action, as fast as lightning, leaving many people unable to react.

The hatred between the two was very simple. It started over a treasure. Later, the conflict intensified and they became life-and-death enemies.

"boom!"

Facing the attack of the Eight-Armed Spider King, the old woman holding a cane blocked it with a wave of her hand.

"If you have to call somewhere far away, don't disturb me."

A swordsman looked at him coldly, his voice was cold, and he told strangers not to come near him.

The others looked at him one after another, with the same idea, not wanting to be disturbed.

So, the Eight-Armed Spider King and the old woman tore through the void, went to an uninhabited starry sky, and started a life and death battle.

A few days later, only one person came back alive with some injuries on his body, and the fierce look on his face had not dissipated.

This person was the old woman who looked very old and weak. She was not seriously injured. She found a place to sit down, placed a barrier around her, closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing.

Seeing the old woman returning alone, many monks were frightened and whispered.

This incident was just a small incident and did not cause much trouble.

......

A few years later, Qingzong held another apprenticeship ceremony to add new blood.

Today's Qing Sect has a very high reputation, no less than those immortal ancient clans in the old land. The recruitment of disciples this time caused a great shock, and the news spread wildly all over the world.

The people who were lucky enough to join the Qing Sect last time were blessed by heaven and had a lot of resources to practice, which made countless monks envious.

"Go to Qingzong! Hurry!"

"It is said that Qingzong only recruits a thousand disciples this time, and it is not as grand as before."

"If you can become a member of the Qing Sect, you will have a chance to get guidance from Sword Immortal Chang Geng and Master Chen in the future."

"No matter what the cost, I will get into the top one thousand."

In just a few months, a large number of young heroes gathered near Qingzong.

Just pick one out of the crowd, and in most sects, they will be good candidates who can inherit the mantle.

Now, these seedlings have gathered together, just to worship the Qing Sect, which makes many sect leaders jealous, but there is nothing they can do.

Chen Qingyuan did not worry about the sect affairs, and was still studying the "Liang Yi Shang Xuan Jing" in the Miaobao Cave.

Every sentence of the Supreme Ancient Sutra contains a profound understanding of the great path. Even with Chen Qingyuan's understanding, it is impossible to master it in a short period of time.

Until this moment, Chen Qingyuan had not yet started, and he was slowly chewing on a piece of ancient prose in the first volume. It was difficult to understand and required trial and error again and again to find the right direction.

While practicing, a certain piece of sound transmission vibrated slightly.

After half an hour, I made time to observe.

Opening this transmission note, I heard a more familiar voice.

"I have a business deal, do you want to do it?"

Chen Qingyuan knew who it was without thinking, which was a bit surprising.

who?

The ancestor of the Huoling Ancient Clan, Lord Ye Liu.

"Interview." Chen Qingyuan replied through the telegraph.

"I'm in a city south of Qingzong, waiting for you to come over."

Not long after, Mr. Ye Liu told where he was.

The first time I planted flowers in the Three Lives Path, and the second time I planted the best Dao medicine.

Ye Liujun can be called the "wealth-giving boy". He always removes obstacles for Chen Qingyuan at critical moments and saves a lot of practice time. The fate is not shallow.

The ancient city south of Qingzong is very prosperous. This place used to be a small town. With the rise of Qingzong, it has been expanded many times, and this is where it is today.

There are tens of millions of monks in the city. The attic towers into the sky, cranes soar in the sea of ​​clouds, wine shops can be seen everywhere, and there are also bewitching women of different races, which makes the monks who come and go can't help but take a few more glances.

In an inconspicuous corner, there is a three-story restaurant, located in a remote place with few visitors.

Ye Liujun likes to be quiet, sitting in a certain booth of the restaurant, drinking and waiting.

A few hours later, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.

"bang"

Ye Liujun knew that an old acquaintance must be here, so he opened the door with a thought.

The door opened and Chen Qingyuan stepped in.

Sit opposite each other and look at each other.

The two looked at each other, and the room was unusually quiet.

"Won't you pour me a drink?"

Seeing the empty table in front of him, Chen Qingyuan said something to make the atmosphere less dull.

"Pour it yourself."

Ye Liujun had a straight face, not in a very good mood, and his tone was cold.

Looking at it like this, I must still remember the incident of being cut off by Chen Qingyuan, and I have never let go of it.

Also, it would be difficult for anyone to swallow that breath. Last time, he spent a lot of effort on that Tao medicine, but Chen Qingyuan unexpectedly got the better of him, which made him vomit blood.

"If you are so insincere, how can we discuss business?" With that said, Chen Qingyuan put his hands on the table, stood up, and said goodbye: "Let's go."

"Hey, sit down!" Ye Liujun's expression changed slightly, and he immediately took out a clean wine glass, picked up the wine flask, and started pouring wine: "I'll pour it for you, okay!"

What matters is not the glass of wine, but your attitude.

For the sake of your good attitude, I will sit down and have a chat with you.

An imperceptible smile appeared on Chen Qingyuan's lips, and he slowly sat back down, wanting to hear what Ye Liujun said about the business.

"What business do you want to discuss with me?"

After sitting down, Chen Qingyuan didn't waste time and went straight to the point.

"Don't worry, let's drink two glasses of wine."

Ye Liujun didn't seem to have figured out how to negotiate.

"I won't drink, I'm not interested."

Chen Qingyuan lowered his eyebrows and looked at the drink in front of him and said calmly.

"Then let me pour the wine!"

Hearing this, Ye Liujun's tone changed and he was obviously unhappy.

"Can't you?"

Chen Qingyuan smiled slightly.

"You...you!" Ye Liujun was speechless, his face was livid, and he said angrily: "I know you, which is the biggest bad thing in my past life and this life."

Chen Qingyuan seemed indifferent to this, maintaining a calm and elegant demeanor, with a shallow smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, and had no intention of replying.

If he didn't need Chen Qingyuan's help, Ye Liujun would never be humble and would definitely lift the table and curse.

"I discovered an ancient ruins and want to cooperate with you."

After a while, Ye Liujun regained his composure, not letting his emotions affect his judgment, and stated the key elements of this encounter.