Chapter 140 1 Wearing white clothes, there is no return date
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Mu Xiao San Sheng
Daoyi Academy, a certain exquisite palace.
Yu Chen ran a pot of tea, and the rich tea fragrance wafted to every corner of the hall.
"Please enjoy."
He poured a cup and placed it on the table in front of Lin Changsheng.
"Thank you." Lin Changsheng nodded his thanks.
"Fellow Daoist inherits the inheritance, it is a blessing, but also a tragedy."
Yu Chenran didn't expect that besides Chen Qingyuan, there were other people in Xuanqingzong who could make it this far, it was really surprising.
"This is fate and cannot be shirked."
Lin Changsheng took a sip of tea, put down his cup, and said softly.
Since Lin Changsheng has integrated Qingzong's inheritance memory, he is no longer the Holy Master of an ordinary sect in the Fuliu Star Region, but the successor of Qingzong, and Daoyi Academy must not neglect it.
"Fellow Daoist, is this trip to take a look at Chen Qingyuan?"
Yu Chenran didn't put on any airs, he was acquainted with Lin Changsheng's peers, and he was courteous.
"Yes."
Lin Changsheng nodded.
"This child is retreating, and it's a critical time."
After counting his fingers, Yu Chenran found that Chen Qingyuan hadn't broken through yet.
"That's it!" Lin Changsheng's eyes flashed a gloomy look.
"How about I transmit the sound to him and let him stop practicing for a while."
Yu Chenran could see that Lin Changsheng had already decided to go to the Dizhou, and this time he appeared in the Daoyi Academy, perhaps he had made a final farewell.
"No, he has his own way to go, there is no need to force him out."
Lin Changsheng shook his head, there was no chance to see him, so that's all.
"But..." Yu Chen hesitated to speak.
"It's okay, maybe there's still a chance to see my junior brother again."
Lin Changsheng showed a smile, as if comforting himself.It's really going to meet Chen Qingyuan, some things are hard for him to explain, and it's hard for him to say goodbye.
As long as you know that Chen Qingyuan didn't say that he was wronged by the school again, let the other things follow the fate!
Yu Chenran opened his mouth, there were many things he wanted to say.However, when those words came to his lips, he couldn't open his mouth anyway.
In the end, Yu Chenran sighed deeply in his heart and remained silent.
There will always be some people who stand on the edge of the cliff and dance, not asking the world to understand and be grateful, but only asking for a clear heart.
As for the views of the worldly people, it doesn't matter at all.
"My little junior brother, please ask fellow Taoist."
A hundred years ago, Lin Changsheng was only a monk in the tribulation period. From the perspective of strength, he was not qualified to be commensurate with fellow Taoist Yu Chenran, who was the vice president.
Now, Lin Changsheng's specific strength is unknown, but the weakest is the late Mahayana cultivation base, or even the peak.Coupled with Qingzong's top Taoism, its combat power is beyond ordinary.
"Fellow Daoist, rest assured."
Yu Chen stood up and bowed his hands to Lin Changsheng as a salute.
wow——
The next moment, Lin Changsheng's figure disappeared.
Can a will, a belief, really last for hundreds of thousands of years?
Yu Chenran didn't believe before that time is boundless and can wear away anything in the world.It wasn't until he grew up and touched the history of Qingzong that he truly understood the power of inheriting will.
No matter how time goes by, as long as there is still a trace of blood in my Qingzong, and those who have the qualifications to break the inheritance restriction, I will definitely go all out.
However, there are exceptions to many things.
For 30 years, have the inheritors of the Qingzong all gone to the Demon Abyss?
There will always be descendants who cannot understand the will of their ancestors and sages, even if they integrate and inherit memories, they are unwilling to fight to the death.
Lin Changsheng went back to the Xuanqing Sect, secretly watching the relatives in the sect.
With his current strength, he can see the physical condition of the protector elder Dong Wenjun at a glance, just by snapping his fingers.
An invisible law entered Dong Wenjun's body, but Dong Wenjun didn't notice it.
Dong Wenjun is a monk in the third stage of the tribulation period, and he can no longer suppress the surge of laws in his body, and he will pass the tribulation soon.His talents are limited, and he doesn't have much confidence to survive.
For Dong Wenjun, every day in the future is very precious. He no longer spends his life in seclusion, but watches the disciples in the sect grow slowly, and his face is full of relief.
"time to go."
Lin Changsheng made a secret move to protect Dong Wenjun at the critical moment and increase his chances of successfully crossing the tribulation.
After finishing these things, Lin Changsheng had to leave.
If possible, Lin Changsheng would also like to leave some hole cards for the sect, or teach some top supernatural powers to everyone.However, he can't do that.
Once the cause and effect traces of Xuanqingzong are exposed, there will be a catastrophe.Not only the demon cultivators wanted to destroy Xuanqingzong, but also some terrorist forces in the Imperial State.
In short, let Xuan Qingzong hide for as long as possible!
I went to Moyuan, the town of Dizhou, and I don't know the date of return.
Wearing white clothes, riding the breeze, not forgetting the last wishes of the ancestors, and not regretting this trip.
As for life and death, just laugh it off.
The wind is up.
It has been blown from the Fuliu Star Field in the Northern Wilderness to the Dizhou, which is far away from countless seas of stars.
In a remote corner, there was a sound of a door opening.
"Kang Dang"
Changgeng Sword Immortal Li Muyang pushed the door out, looked up into the distance, refused to look back for a long time: "May I see you again in this life, treat you with good wine, talk about the world, and smile at the world of mortals."
Daoyi Academy, White Goose Palace.
Yu Chenran was wearing a dark cloth, with a guqin in front of him.
"Ding......"
The old hands rested lightly on the strings, plucked with fingertips, and a wonderful sound came out.
A sad sound echoed between heaven and earth.
Before he knew it, the sky was dark, the rain was pattering, the wind was blowing the leaves and the rain was playing the piano, but Yu Chenran's clothes were not wet.
Hearing this sound, Lin Wenchou came riding the wind, stepping on the water with both feet.
Just taking a look at Yu Chenran, Lin Wenchou knew the cause and effect.
Without saying a word, he took out the hip flask at his waist and opened the cork.
"Grumpy"
Lin Wenchou took a few sips, looked at the sky and sighed, and said: "For 30 years, Qingzong exhausted his heroism. In the name of longevity, he is destined to be extraordinary. I really want to see it with my own eyes!"
Playing the piano, I wish you well.
Yu Chenran slowly opened his eyes, the weather was clear and warm.
"Is there any wine?"
Glancing at Lin Wenchou standing in the middle of the lake, Yu Chenran asked.
"Yes." Lin Wenchou took out a pot of high-quality wine, and teleported it across the air.
Having known Yu Chenran for many years, Lin Wenchou rarely saw Yu Chenran drinking.
Just because he doesn't like the taste of wine, it's not like the smell of tea can be aftertaste.
However, there are times when wine is better than tea.
"Hope him...all the best."
Yu Chenran raised his glass to respect the sky, and muttered to himself.
Chen Qingyuan, who was retreating, felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, and frowned slightly.
what happened?
Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the void of the secret room, was slightly distracted, and quickly recovered.
At the critical moment of cultivation, one cannot be careless.
A few years later, Chen Qingyuan's cultivation improved a step further, allowing all three holy-grade golden pills to transform, and truly promoted to the early stage of Nascent Soul.
Today, he is much stronger than before.
If all the trump cards are revealed, looking at the entire Nascent Soul stage, no one will be able to fight him.
After leaving the customs, Chen Qingyuan went straight to the White Goose Palace and greeted Yu Chenran: "Master."
Yu Chen ran a pot of tea, and the rich tea fragrance wafted to every corner of the hall.
"Please enjoy."
He poured a cup and placed it on the table in front of Lin Changsheng.
"Thank you." Lin Changsheng nodded his thanks.
"Fellow Daoist inherits the inheritance, it is a blessing, but also a tragedy."
Yu Chenran didn't expect that besides Chen Qingyuan, there were other people in Xuanqingzong who could make it this far, it was really surprising.
"This is fate and cannot be shirked."
Lin Changsheng took a sip of tea, put down his cup, and said softly.
Since Lin Changsheng has integrated Qingzong's inheritance memory, he is no longer the Holy Master of an ordinary sect in the Fuliu Star Region, but the successor of Qingzong, and Daoyi Academy must not neglect it.
"Fellow Daoist, is this trip to take a look at Chen Qingyuan?"
Yu Chenran didn't put on any airs, he was acquainted with Lin Changsheng's peers, and he was courteous.
"Yes."
Lin Changsheng nodded.
"This child is retreating, and it's a critical time."
After counting his fingers, Yu Chenran found that Chen Qingyuan hadn't broken through yet.
"That's it!" Lin Changsheng's eyes flashed a gloomy look.
"How about I transmit the sound to him and let him stop practicing for a while."
Yu Chenran could see that Lin Changsheng had already decided to go to the Dizhou, and this time he appeared in the Daoyi Academy, perhaps he had made a final farewell.
"No, he has his own way to go, there is no need to force him out."
Lin Changsheng shook his head, there was no chance to see him, so that's all.
"But..." Yu Chen hesitated to speak.
"It's okay, maybe there's still a chance to see my junior brother again."
Lin Changsheng showed a smile, as if comforting himself.It's really going to meet Chen Qingyuan, some things are hard for him to explain, and it's hard for him to say goodbye.
As long as you know that Chen Qingyuan didn't say that he was wronged by the school again, let the other things follow the fate!
Yu Chenran opened his mouth, there were many things he wanted to say.However, when those words came to his lips, he couldn't open his mouth anyway.
In the end, Yu Chenran sighed deeply in his heart and remained silent.
There will always be some people who stand on the edge of the cliff and dance, not asking the world to understand and be grateful, but only asking for a clear heart.
As for the views of the worldly people, it doesn't matter at all.
"My little junior brother, please ask fellow Taoist."
A hundred years ago, Lin Changsheng was only a monk in the tribulation period. From the perspective of strength, he was not qualified to be commensurate with fellow Taoist Yu Chenran, who was the vice president.
Now, Lin Changsheng's specific strength is unknown, but the weakest is the late Mahayana cultivation base, or even the peak.Coupled with Qingzong's top Taoism, its combat power is beyond ordinary.
"Fellow Daoist, rest assured."
Yu Chen stood up and bowed his hands to Lin Changsheng as a salute.
wow——
The next moment, Lin Changsheng's figure disappeared.
Can a will, a belief, really last for hundreds of thousands of years?
Yu Chenran didn't believe before that time is boundless and can wear away anything in the world.It wasn't until he grew up and touched the history of Qingzong that he truly understood the power of inheriting will.
No matter how time goes by, as long as there is still a trace of blood in my Qingzong, and those who have the qualifications to break the inheritance restriction, I will definitely go all out.
However, there are exceptions to many things.
For 30 years, have the inheritors of the Qingzong all gone to the Demon Abyss?
There will always be descendants who cannot understand the will of their ancestors and sages, even if they integrate and inherit memories, they are unwilling to fight to the death.
Lin Changsheng went back to the Xuanqing Sect, secretly watching the relatives in the sect.
With his current strength, he can see the physical condition of the protector elder Dong Wenjun at a glance, just by snapping his fingers.
An invisible law entered Dong Wenjun's body, but Dong Wenjun didn't notice it.
Dong Wenjun is a monk in the third stage of the tribulation period, and he can no longer suppress the surge of laws in his body, and he will pass the tribulation soon.His talents are limited, and he doesn't have much confidence to survive.
For Dong Wenjun, every day in the future is very precious. He no longer spends his life in seclusion, but watches the disciples in the sect grow slowly, and his face is full of relief.
"time to go."
Lin Changsheng made a secret move to protect Dong Wenjun at the critical moment and increase his chances of successfully crossing the tribulation.
After finishing these things, Lin Changsheng had to leave.
If possible, Lin Changsheng would also like to leave some hole cards for the sect, or teach some top supernatural powers to everyone.However, he can't do that.
Once the cause and effect traces of Xuanqingzong are exposed, there will be a catastrophe.Not only the demon cultivators wanted to destroy Xuanqingzong, but also some terrorist forces in the Imperial State.
In short, let Xuan Qingzong hide for as long as possible!
I went to Moyuan, the town of Dizhou, and I don't know the date of return.
Wearing white clothes, riding the breeze, not forgetting the last wishes of the ancestors, and not regretting this trip.
As for life and death, just laugh it off.
The wind is up.
It has been blown from the Fuliu Star Field in the Northern Wilderness to the Dizhou, which is far away from countless seas of stars.
In a remote corner, there was a sound of a door opening.
"Kang Dang"
Changgeng Sword Immortal Li Muyang pushed the door out, looked up into the distance, refused to look back for a long time: "May I see you again in this life, treat you with good wine, talk about the world, and smile at the world of mortals."
Daoyi Academy, White Goose Palace.
Yu Chenran was wearing a dark cloth, with a guqin in front of him.
"Ding......"
The old hands rested lightly on the strings, plucked with fingertips, and a wonderful sound came out.
A sad sound echoed between heaven and earth.
Before he knew it, the sky was dark, the rain was pattering, the wind was blowing the leaves and the rain was playing the piano, but Yu Chenran's clothes were not wet.
Hearing this sound, Lin Wenchou came riding the wind, stepping on the water with both feet.
Just taking a look at Yu Chenran, Lin Wenchou knew the cause and effect.
Without saying a word, he took out the hip flask at his waist and opened the cork.
"Grumpy"
Lin Wenchou took a few sips, looked at the sky and sighed, and said: "For 30 years, Qingzong exhausted his heroism. In the name of longevity, he is destined to be extraordinary. I really want to see it with my own eyes!"
Playing the piano, I wish you well.
Yu Chenran slowly opened his eyes, the weather was clear and warm.
"Is there any wine?"
Glancing at Lin Wenchou standing in the middle of the lake, Yu Chenran asked.
"Yes." Lin Wenchou took out a pot of high-quality wine, and teleported it across the air.
Having known Yu Chenran for many years, Lin Wenchou rarely saw Yu Chenran drinking.
Just because he doesn't like the taste of wine, it's not like the smell of tea can be aftertaste.
However, there are times when wine is better than tea.
"Hope him...all the best."
Yu Chenran raised his glass to respect the sky, and muttered to himself.
Chen Qingyuan, who was retreating, felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, and frowned slightly.
what happened?
Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the void of the secret room, was slightly distracted, and quickly recovered.
At the critical moment of cultivation, one cannot be careless.
A few years later, Chen Qingyuan's cultivation improved a step further, allowing all three holy-grade golden pills to transform, and truly promoted to the early stage of Nascent Soul.
Today, he is much stronger than before.
If all the trump cards are revealed, looking at the entire Nascent Soul stage, no one will be able to fight him.
After leaving the customs, Chen Qingyuan went straight to the White Goose Palace and greeted Yu Chenran: "Master."
