Chapter 167 In a World of Controversy, Who Can Stand at the Top
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Mu Xiao San Sheng
The Hundred Meridians Feast will start in another ten years, and all forces will set off immediately after they are ready.
Those Ten Heroes of the Northern Wilderness with bad backgrounds have already come into contact with some top forces and received shelter, so they don't have to go alone.Anyway, it's not a bad thing to drop by for a while, and form a good relationship with the world's arrogance.
An elder of the Song family found Chen Qingyuan and invited Chen Qingyuan to go with him.However, since Chen Qingyuan had already agreed to Misty Palace, he had no choice but to decline.
"Girl, if you can make a name for yourself in the Baimai Feast this time, many things will be easier to handle."
The words of patriarch Song Xiufeng contained profound meaning.
"Daughter must work hard."
Song Ningyan nodded.
"This is your only chance, you must seize it. However, if you encounter an unsolvable problem, don't try to be brave and save your life."
As a father, Song Xiufeng certainly hoped that Song Ningyan could live the life he wanted.But as the patriarch, he must stick to the rules of the clan.
If Song Ningyan had achieved something, the rule that women should not be in power could be changed a little bit so that the whole clan could find no reason to refute.
"Dad, don't worry, my daughter will definitely come back alive, and the Song family won't lose face."
Today, Song Ningyan is wearing a light-colored long dress, which is glamorous and moving.
"Go!"
Song Xiufeng showed the rare appearance of a loving father and spoke softly.
Under the watchful eyes of all the clansmen, Song Ningyan stepped onto the Song family warship.
The men of the younger generation of the Song family all looked at this scene with complicated eyes.If they can live up to their spirits, they will definitely be able to go to the Imperial State to participate in the feast, but unfortunately they are not capable enough to blame anyone.
"I really envy Sister Yan!"
The eyes of the young women are full of envy. They also want to fight for the family like Song Ningyan, live a wonderful life, and not be bound by the rules of the family.
"A group of brats who can't support the wall with mud, go back and practice hard."
After the warship was launched, the clan elders glared at the group of juniors who were watching the excitement, and they couldn't get angry.
The juniors shrank their heads and hurried to their respective practice rooms, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
It's just that some things are useless to practice behind closed doors.
In order to become a true arrogance, one's own talent, extraordinary temperament, tempering of life and death, etc., are all indispensable.
Misty Palace, above the clouds.
A warship about ten miles long is hovering, the whole body is dark and well-built, with seven floors in total.
More than a dozen elders escorted the way, as well as hundreds of maids and guards.
The strongest person is a core elder of the Mahayana period, dressed in commoner clothes, standing on the bow of the boat, with white hair and a childlike face, with an immortal demeanor.
"set off!"
With the order of the Great Elder, the restraint of the warship was activated immediately, enveloping the entire warship.
There are hundreds of exquisite private rooms in the cabin, and the range of activities is extremely wide.
In an elegant room filled with flowers and plants, Chen Qingyuan and his grandson Fengye played chess and sipped tea, and there were several beautiful maids waiting outside the door.
"You guys from rich families will enjoy life."
Chen Qingyuan looked at the surrounding decorations, it was very extravagant, it didn't look like he was going out to fight.
"That's wrong." Changsun Fengye chuckled and said slowly, "As the saying goes, life is short, enjoy yourself while you can."
"The Misty Palace family has great achievements, of course you can say that. Ordinary people, even survival is a problem, let alone carpe diem."
Chen Qingyuan hated rich sons like Changsun Fengye very much, so he ate and drank vigorously, and gnawed off all kinds of spiritual fruits.
"It's your turn."
After a long time, seeing that Chen Qingyuan did not place a piece on the chessboard, Changsun Fengye reminded him.
"Tired, go back and rest."
Chen Qingyuan didn't finish the game of chess, so he turned around and slipped away.
In the private room, the elder Sun Fengye was left alone.
After a long silence, there was a chuckle.
"This kid, every time I want to win, I make all kinds of excuses, what a shame."
Changsun Fengye shook his head and smiled, not angry, only somewhat helpless.
"However, I like it."
After a while, Changsun Fengye opened the window beside him, looked at the clouds and mist in the sky, opened the folding fan, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
The top forces in the Northern Wilderness set off, and so did the forces in the rest of the states.
Dongtu, Tianxu Temple.
In a side hall of the temple, an old monk was sitting and a young monk was standing.
Who is the old monk?
The abbot of the Dongtu Buddhist Temple, the existence of the pinnacle of Mahayana.Its strength is so high that it is definitely standing on the top of the world.
"Daochen, you are going to the Imperial State to attend the feast. You only have one task, to protect the benefactor Chen Qingyuan."
The old monk already knew the news that Chen Qingyuan would go to Dizhou.
"Yes, Master."
Daochen is a disciple of the Buddha in Tianxu Temple and a direct disciple of the old monk.
Although Dao Chen didn't know the deep meaning of the old monk's entrustment, he didn't ask too much, just remember it.
"In the past, Dongtu would not participate in the Hundred Meridians Feast. This time you go alone, you must encounter a lot of troubles, and you need to deal with them yourself. It can be regarded as a kind of tempering!"
Over the years, Dongtu Buddhism has been staying in place, unwilling to provoke right and wrong.Now, the old monk broke the previous rules and decided to let Buddhism change.
Since the choice has been contaminated with Qingzong's karma, there is no reason to avoid it.
"Yes."
Dao Chen clasped his hands together and said.
"If you don't enter the world of mortals, how can you see through the world of mortals. This trip was difficult, but I returned safely."
Although the old monk said he was worried about Daochen's safety, he had to let go.
No matter how beautiful the flowers grow in the greenhouse, they can't stop the wind and rain outside.
Daochen wants to inherit the will of Buddhism in the future. If he has not experienced many hardships and created a supreme Buddha heart, how can he be qualified for this.
So, monk Daochen set off from the east, and walked alone, with no one to protect the way.
"Amitabha."
Looking at the direction where Dao Chen left, countless eminent Buddhist monks folded their hands together with solemn expressions.
A gust of wind came from nowhere and swept to every corner of the Great World and Five States.
There is an extremely chaotic sea of stars between the states, and the laws are chaotic. A single ray can kill ordinary monks in the tribulation period, which is very terrifying.
If you want to communicate safely, you need to use the teleportation formation between the two worlds. There are top forces dedicated to this kind of business, which will be opened every once in a while, and those who join the formation need to pay a certain fee.
Chen Qingyuan rubbed against the warship of Misty Palace, so he didn't have to think about the problem of traveling.
An autumn rain, pattering.
In the quiet private room, Chen Qingyuan opened the window and saw the raindrops falling on the barrier of the warship, which felt a bit sad.
The speed of the warship is very fast, and it will leave the Human Spirit Star Field in just a few days.
Soon, the picture in front of Chen Qingyuan's eyes went black. The warship passed through a black hole just now, and now it is driving in the vast starry sky.
"In a world of great contention, who can stand at the top of their peers?"
Chen Qingyuan stood with his hands behind his back, with a dignified expression, and an indescribable look in his deep eyes.
The Feast of Hundred Meridians must be a grand event that will shock the world.
What a glorious sight it is to gather together the talents from all walks of life!
Those Ten Heroes of the Northern Wilderness with bad backgrounds have already come into contact with some top forces and received shelter, so they don't have to go alone.Anyway, it's not a bad thing to drop by for a while, and form a good relationship with the world's arrogance.
An elder of the Song family found Chen Qingyuan and invited Chen Qingyuan to go with him.However, since Chen Qingyuan had already agreed to Misty Palace, he had no choice but to decline.
"Girl, if you can make a name for yourself in the Baimai Feast this time, many things will be easier to handle."
The words of patriarch Song Xiufeng contained profound meaning.
"Daughter must work hard."
Song Ningyan nodded.
"This is your only chance, you must seize it. However, if you encounter an unsolvable problem, don't try to be brave and save your life."
As a father, Song Xiufeng certainly hoped that Song Ningyan could live the life he wanted.But as the patriarch, he must stick to the rules of the clan.
If Song Ningyan had achieved something, the rule that women should not be in power could be changed a little bit so that the whole clan could find no reason to refute.
"Dad, don't worry, my daughter will definitely come back alive, and the Song family won't lose face."
Today, Song Ningyan is wearing a light-colored long dress, which is glamorous and moving.
"Go!"
Song Xiufeng showed the rare appearance of a loving father and spoke softly.
Under the watchful eyes of all the clansmen, Song Ningyan stepped onto the Song family warship.
The men of the younger generation of the Song family all looked at this scene with complicated eyes.If they can live up to their spirits, they will definitely be able to go to the Imperial State to participate in the feast, but unfortunately they are not capable enough to blame anyone.
"I really envy Sister Yan!"
The eyes of the young women are full of envy. They also want to fight for the family like Song Ningyan, live a wonderful life, and not be bound by the rules of the family.
"A group of brats who can't support the wall with mud, go back and practice hard."
After the warship was launched, the clan elders glared at the group of juniors who were watching the excitement, and they couldn't get angry.
The juniors shrank their heads and hurried to their respective practice rooms, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
It's just that some things are useless to practice behind closed doors.
In order to become a true arrogance, one's own talent, extraordinary temperament, tempering of life and death, etc., are all indispensable.
Misty Palace, above the clouds.
A warship about ten miles long is hovering, the whole body is dark and well-built, with seven floors in total.
More than a dozen elders escorted the way, as well as hundreds of maids and guards.
The strongest person is a core elder of the Mahayana period, dressed in commoner clothes, standing on the bow of the boat, with white hair and a childlike face, with an immortal demeanor.
"set off!"
With the order of the Great Elder, the restraint of the warship was activated immediately, enveloping the entire warship.
There are hundreds of exquisite private rooms in the cabin, and the range of activities is extremely wide.
In an elegant room filled with flowers and plants, Chen Qingyuan and his grandson Fengye played chess and sipped tea, and there were several beautiful maids waiting outside the door.
"You guys from rich families will enjoy life."
Chen Qingyuan looked at the surrounding decorations, it was very extravagant, it didn't look like he was going out to fight.
"That's wrong." Changsun Fengye chuckled and said slowly, "As the saying goes, life is short, enjoy yourself while you can."
"The Misty Palace family has great achievements, of course you can say that. Ordinary people, even survival is a problem, let alone carpe diem."
Chen Qingyuan hated rich sons like Changsun Fengye very much, so he ate and drank vigorously, and gnawed off all kinds of spiritual fruits.
"It's your turn."
After a long time, seeing that Chen Qingyuan did not place a piece on the chessboard, Changsun Fengye reminded him.
"Tired, go back and rest."
Chen Qingyuan didn't finish the game of chess, so he turned around and slipped away.
In the private room, the elder Sun Fengye was left alone.
After a long silence, there was a chuckle.
"This kid, every time I want to win, I make all kinds of excuses, what a shame."
Changsun Fengye shook his head and smiled, not angry, only somewhat helpless.
"However, I like it."
After a while, Changsun Fengye opened the window beside him, looked at the clouds and mist in the sky, opened the folding fan, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
The top forces in the Northern Wilderness set off, and so did the forces in the rest of the states.
Dongtu, Tianxu Temple.
In a side hall of the temple, an old monk was sitting and a young monk was standing.
Who is the old monk?
The abbot of the Dongtu Buddhist Temple, the existence of the pinnacle of Mahayana.Its strength is so high that it is definitely standing on the top of the world.
"Daochen, you are going to the Imperial State to attend the feast. You only have one task, to protect the benefactor Chen Qingyuan."
The old monk already knew the news that Chen Qingyuan would go to Dizhou.
"Yes, Master."
Daochen is a disciple of the Buddha in Tianxu Temple and a direct disciple of the old monk.
Although Dao Chen didn't know the deep meaning of the old monk's entrustment, he didn't ask too much, just remember it.
"In the past, Dongtu would not participate in the Hundred Meridians Feast. This time you go alone, you must encounter a lot of troubles, and you need to deal with them yourself. It can be regarded as a kind of tempering!"
Over the years, Dongtu Buddhism has been staying in place, unwilling to provoke right and wrong.Now, the old monk broke the previous rules and decided to let Buddhism change.
Since the choice has been contaminated with Qingzong's karma, there is no reason to avoid it.
"Yes."
Dao Chen clasped his hands together and said.
"If you don't enter the world of mortals, how can you see through the world of mortals. This trip was difficult, but I returned safely."
Although the old monk said he was worried about Daochen's safety, he had to let go.
No matter how beautiful the flowers grow in the greenhouse, they can't stop the wind and rain outside.
Daochen wants to inherit the will of Buddhism in the future. If he has not experienced many hardships and created a supreme Buddha heart, how can he be qualified for this.
So, monk Daochen set off from the east, and walked alone, with no one to protect the way.
"Amitabha."
Looking at the direction where Dao Chen left, countless eminent Buddhist monks folded their hands together with solemn expressions.
A gust of wind came from nowhere and swept to every corner of the Great World and Five States.
There is an extremely chaotic sea of stars between the states, and the laws are chaotic. A single ray can kill ordinary monks in the tribulation period, which is very terrifying.
If you want to communicate safely, you need to use the teleportation formation between the two worlds. There are top forces dedicated to this kind of business, which will be opened every once in a while, and those who join the formation need to pay a certain fee.
Chen Qingyuan rubbed against the warship of Misty Palace, so he didn't have to think about the problem of traveling.
An autumn rain, pattering.
In the quiet private room, Chen Qingyuan opened the window and saw the raindrops falling on the barrier of the warship, which felt a bit sad.
The speed of the warship is very fast, and it will leave the Human Spirit Star Field in just a few days.
Soon, the picture in front of Chen Qingyuan's eyes went black. The warship passed through a black hole just now, and now it is driving in the vast starry sky.
"In a world of great contention, who can stand at the top of their peers?"
Chen Qingyuan stood with his hands behind his back, with a dignified expression, and an indescribable look in his deep eyes.
The Feast of Hundred Meridians must be a grand event that will shock the world.
What a glorious sight it is to gather together the talents from all walks of life!
