Chapter 1 Return from the restricted area

Beihuang, Fuliu Star Territory, Xuanqing Dao Sect.

 "Master, my uncle's soul lamp is on."

 The core disciples who were on duty in the Minghun Hall today discovered something and ran to the Elder's House in a hurry.

 "Nonsense, your junior uncle has been dead for more than a hundred years."

 In the room, an old man was making tea and scolded.

 "Really, if you don't believe me, go and see it."

 This is a big deal, and the core disciples only dared to come and report it after confirming it many times.

 Hearing this, the old man choked on the tea he drank and stared: "Really?"

 When they arrived at the Minghun Palace, a soul lamp in the corner lit up with a faint light, and it was true.

 The old man's body trembled slightly, he was very excited and a little uneasy. He was afraid that this possibility would be shattered and he would once again suffer the pain of despair: "The soul lamp is re-ignited. Is my junior brother really still alive?"

 "Master, what should I do?"

 The core disciple asked for instructions.

 "Check!"

 There was a glimmer of hope in the old man's eyes, his hands clenched and his expression serious. His name is Dong Wenjun, and he is the guardian elder of Xuanqing Dao Sect. He has a very high status and a distinguished status.

 More than 100,000 miles away from Xuanqing Dao Sect, there is an ancient restricted area called Tianyuan.

 A hundred years ago, strange phenomena appeared in the Tianyuan restricted area. Some people claimed to have seen a treasure of heaven and earth falling into the restricted area.

 As a result, many sects in the Northern Wilderness stepped into the Tianyuan.

 Xuanqing Dao Sect sent more than ten powerful elders and dozens of core disciples.

 Among them is a newly promoted inner sect elder named Chen Qingyuan, who is the strongest among the younger generation of Xuan Qing Sect and has high hopes from the elders.

 Entering the Tianyuan restricted area, many sect masters never returned and died.

 The Xuanqing Sect suffered even worse than other sects, with their entire army wiped out.

 After a hundred years, Chen Qingyuan's soul lamp turned on, causing the Xuan Qing Sect's senior officials to boil.

 "Finally I'm out."

 Near Tianyuan, a young man wearing a blue gown stood by the lake and let out a long breath.

 His clothes were stained with mud, and there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body.

 This person is Chen Qingyuan, who was thought to have been dead for hundreds of years. He was once a peerless evildoer and a disciple that the ancestor of the Xuanqing Sect accepted before his death.

 Chen Qingyuan is not old, but his seniority is extremely high. A group of old men in Xuan Qing Sect have to call him Junior Brother, and the core disciples and inner disciples below have to call him Junior Uncle.

 "I don't want to go in again in this life."

 Chen Qingyuan looked back at the dark jungle. There was an ancient abyss inside, and there was another cave.

 When Chen Qingyuan just said these words, an ancient female voice came to his ears: "Boy, don't forget the agreement between us."

 Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan shuddered and shut up quickly.

 The hundred years of experience in Tianyuan made Chen Qingyuan unable to look back. The reason he was able to come out alive this time was because Chen Qingyuan reached an agreement with the terrifying existence in the restricted area.

 What makes Chen Qingyuan still puzzled is why he was able to escape death. Is it because he is handsome?

 Although this possibility is small, it is not impossible.

 "Alas!" Chen Qingyuan looked into the distance and sighed softly: "The cultivation has been ruined. This place is at least a hundred thousand miles away from the Xuanqing Sect. How can we go back?" If you walk on foot

 , you will probably have to walk for a lifetime.

 "Forget it, let's get some sleep first!"

 Chen Qingyuan was too lazy to leave and found a shady place to lie down.

 Not long after, Chen Qingyuan fell into sleep.

 It has to be said that in this deserted place, Chen Qingyuan dared to act like this without any cultivation. It can be seen from this that although Chen Qingyuan's cultivation is useless, he must still have hidden trump cards that are unknown to others, otherwise he would not dare to be so arrogant.

 An hour later, Dong Wenjun arrived here with a group of people.

 When Dong Wenjun looked at Chen Qingyuan lying in the shade of the tree, his whole body trembled with excitement, his lips trembled, and he wanted to shout. However, Dong Wenjun was afraid that this was his illusion, so he froze on the spot, with ripples in his eyes.

 "Little Master Uncle, wake up."

 Some disciples hurried forward and called out.

 Chen Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes and saw everyone.

 The next moment, Chen Qingyuan and the gray-haired Dong Wenjun looked at each other, with a happy look on their faces, and softly called out: "Senior Brother Dong."

 Listening to the familiar voice, Dong Wenjun seemed to have returned to reality, and came to Chen Qingyuan in front of him, cautiously. He stretched out his hands and grabbed Chen Qingyuan's arms: "Junior brother, is it really you?"

 "It's me." Chen Qingyuan laughed: "Senior brother, please be gentle, it hurts!"

 Then, Dong Wenjun He loosened his hands and looked at it a few times.

 "Junior brother, what is your cultivation level?"

 Dong Wenjun didn't pay attention to this just now, but now after careful investigation, he found that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation in Chen Qingyuan's body, and there was no cultivation at all.

 "Become a useless person." Chen Qingyuan's mood did not fluctuate much, and there was always a smile on his lips.

 Normally, if a practitioner becomes a disabled person, it should be more uncomfortable than death.

 However, Chen Qingyuan looked indifferent, as if it was no big deal.

 Hundreds of years of living in a restricted area are not without its rewards.

 "Ah? This..." Dong Wenjun was very surprised, and also felt a little distressed.

 "Stop talking about this, let's go back first!"

 Chen Qingyuan waved his hand, interrupting the conversation.

 "Okay."

 Dong Wenjun nodded heavily. This was indeed not the place for chatting.

 So, Dong Wenjun took out a Taoist treasure, protected Chen Qingyuan's body, and headed towards Xuan Qing Sect.

 Xuan Qingzong was able to successfully find Chen Qingyuan because of the guidance of the soul lamp.

 Soon, Chen Qingyuan finally returned to Xuan Qing Sect.

 There are many mountains and mist.

 Looking at this beautiful scenery, Chen Qingyuan's face showed a deep joy.

 "Finally home."

 Chen Qingyuan grew up in Xuan Qing Sect since he was a child. Unfortunately, he had just been accepted as a disciple by the Supreme Elder, and his master passed away because his life span was over.

 Therefore, Chen Qingyuan practiced under the guidance of a group of senior brothers and sisters, and had a very good relationship with them.

 The meeting hall was full of people, all elders of Xuan Qing Sect.

 This meeting is very important, and none of the core disciples are qualified to attend.

 Chen Qingyuan was brought to the meeting hall. Looking at the familiar faces, he bowed his hands and saluted: "Greetings to all senior brothers and sisters."

 The sect leader of Xuan Qing Sect is Lin Changsheng, Chen Qingyuan's senior brother.

 "Junior brother, how did you survive?"

 Lin Changsheng was sitting in the main seat and already knew the general situation.

 "Well, it's a long story and it's hard to talk about."

 Chen Qingyuan stood in the center of the hall, feeling very uncomfortable being stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes.

 "We have plenty of time, let's talk slowly!"

 Lin Changsheng looked serious.

 Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan could only say slowly: "That day, we entered Tianyuan..."

 Next, Chen Qingyuan said the words he had prepared long ago.

 To sum up, the group entered Tianyuan and encountered various restrictions and unknown dangers. Only Chen Qingyuan was left dead. Because Chen Qingyuan used secret techniques, he was able to fake his death and escape, and it took him a hundred years to come out.

 Although he narrowly escaped death, due to the backlash of the secret technique, his cultivation was completely destroyed and his spiritual roots were also severed.

 Everyone listened and fell into deep thought. They didn't know what was going on in Tianyuan, so naturally they couldn't tell whether what Chen Qingyuan said was true.

 "You are the only one left, alas."

 Lin Changsheng sighed.

 Originally, everyone still had some illusions about whether others, like Chen Qingyuan, faked their own death and escaped.

 "The abyss is unreachable."

 Chen Qingyuan recalled the tragic death of his fellow disciples with a sad face.

 "Junior brother, for safety reasons, we have to check your physical condition."

 Lin Changsheng said seriously.

 "Understood, let's check it out!"

 Xuan Qing Sect was worried that Chen Qingyuan would be taken away. If not handled carefully, it might be detrimental to the sect.