Tian Yuan

In the warship, Chen Qingyuan and Li Muyang drank a bottle of wine and chatted for a while. Then they heard a message and had to stop.

"I go out for a while."

Chen Qingyuan said something.

"Come up and get busy."

Li Muyang stood up to see him off. When he was the only one left in the room, he lost interest in drinking and closed his eyes to rest.

Whose message is it?

Of course it’s Wu Junyan.

There are many people staying in this room.

Wu Junyan, dressed in white, looked indifferent and indifferent to the world.

The one-armed Chang Ziqiu in Tsing Yi, who is proficient in the art of swordsmanship, is tasting wine.

The more serious Ying Jiuye was wearing a dark brocade robe, with a touch of excitement deep in his eyes, looking forward to the moment when the ancestral artifact returned.

Ye Yu from the Huoling Ancient Clan was also mixed in this group of people. They were all old acquaintances. They were not restrained, sitting aside and drinking comfortably, very comfortable.

With the arrival of Chen Qingyuan, everyone immediately stood up and looked over.

"Boss, come and sit here."

Ye Yu had turned into a flatterer and moved a chair to the best position with a smile on his face.

"Disgusting."

"Xiao Yuzi, you are not usually like this."

"As for it?"

Everyone sneered at Ye Yu's appearance.

After sitting down, Chen Qingyuan and his friends drank happily and talked about everything.

The warship crossed many galaxies and traveled in the boundless sea of ​​​​stars. It set its goal and sailed towards the empire.

The Qingzong caused such a big commotion, starting from the Northern Wasteland and spreading to various places, including the prosperous areas of the imperial state.

"It is speculated that the direction of the three warships dispatched by Qingzong is likely to be Dizhou!"

"Could he be here for us?"

"This day has finally arrived!"

"If I had known that Qing Zong could make a comeback, we would rather lose more than half of our family wealth and settle old grudges, and we would never go to this point."

"It's too late to say this now, think about how to deal with it!"

All the top sects in the empire smelled the coming crisis and were panicking.

Those holy places that have taken refuge in the Immortal Ancient Clan are a little calmer and believe that with the support of the Ancient Clan, they can survive this disaster.

The heroes were not afraid of Qing Zong, but Chen Qingyuan who stood behind him.

"Since the Emperor Star incident, the specific coordinates of the Divine Bridge fell in the Shanglin Star Region, and Venerable Chen has disappeared."

"In the land of Shenqiao, there is an extremely terrifying remnant of the battle. Venerable Chen must have fought a great battle with an unknown entity. Is it still alive in the world?"

"If he lives, we will only die. Let's pray to God to protect us!"

Countless people are longing for Chen Qingyuan to die, so that they can have a way to survive.

In the past, some of the thirty-six sects in the imperial state were defeated, and some were destroyed. Now they have long lost their status as overlords and are in an embarrassing situation.

There are thirteen top holy places in total that have a deadly feud with Qingzong.

The rest of the Holy Lands had reconciled with Qingzong many years ago and spent a lot of resources. At that time, I felt very heartbroken and reluctant to let go, but now I am extremely happy and think that the decision I made was really the right one.

Those ancient sects in the Holy Land who had formed a deadly feud wanted to spend all their money to settle their grudges, but unfortunately they did not have this opportunity.

Ancestor Dugu of Qingzong went to suppress Moyuan. Taking this opportunity, many holy places began to attack Qingzong, causing many people to lose their lives.

This hatred cannot be remedied with resources.

Blood feud can only be washed away with blood.

"Fortunately, we bowed our heads quickly, otherwise we would have been in big trouble this time."

The top holy land that had decisively apologized to Qingzong did not panic. A group of senior officials even drank some wine, looking forward to the bloody storm that would be unleashed in the empire and planning to watch the excitement.

The imperial state is not all star territory.

Great pessimism.

When the sect leader and a group of elders heard the news about Qingzong's large-scale invasion of Dizhou, they turned pale with fright, trembled all over, and regretted it beyond measure.

A long, long time ago, before the Great Bei Ancestor passed away, he met the Dugu Ancestor of the Qing Sect. Shamelessly, with a little acquaintance, he hoped that the Great Bei Guan could resolve his grudges with the Qing Sect.

Considering everything in the past, Patriarch Dugu agreed.

Afterwards, Ancestor Dabei ordered the senior officials of the sect to donate half of the sect's resources after his death and to support Qingzong unconditionally.

The sect leader at that time promised with all his heart, but who knew that after his ancestor passed away, he made a decision that went against his ancestors and refused to apologize to Qing Zong for the time being, and would wait and see what the situation was like.

At this glance, the best opportunity was missed.

Qingzong encountered crises several times, which gave the pessimistic senior officials an illusion. Maybe the Qingzong would be destroyed if we didn't have it, so why bother giving away the family's wealth.

When Chen Qingyuan became famous all over the world, he realized that he wanted to settle his grudges, but it was already too late.

"How to do?"

The expressions of the senior officials were solemn, and their eyes were full of fear, and they didn't know what to do.

"If there is any knowledge of the ancestor Jiuquan, I'm afraid he will die with his eyes open."

A certain elder smiled bitterly.

The opportunity that the ancestor shamelessly secured for the sect would not only end the old grudges, but also allow the Qing sect to rise to the top.

However, for the immediate benefit of resources, future generations did not follow the last words of their ancestors, and missed the great fortune, and they could not grasp it!

"Stop talking nonsense and think of a solution."

The sect leader couldn't stand the elders' complaints. Every word he said was like a knife stabbing his heart, and his face looked ugly.

All decisions are made with the final approval of the sect leader. The Great Pessimism has this dilemma, which is inseparable from it.

The meeting hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone lowered their eyebrows and remained silent.

"For the present plan, we can only compromise and let Qingzong handle it. Maybe Qingzong wants to be merciful and leave a glimmer of hope for the sake of the two ancestors getting to know each other."

After a long time, an inner sect elder suggested.

"The Great Pessimism relies on the Yanying Ancient Clan. Can it get help from the ancient Clan to tide over the difficulties?"

Immediately afterwards, another person said.

"Although the Ancient Clan is strong, are they willing to compete head-on with the Qing Sect for a few resources? You have to understand one thing. The Qing Sect is not scary. The scary thing is Venerable Chen behind it."

After saying these words, everyone trembled suddenly, and the fear in their hearts became a little stronger.

"I will bear all the responsibility for the crime on my own, sort out the resources in the treasury, and dismiss the disciples in the sect!"

The sect leader lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a long time, and finally made a difficult decision.

After saying these words, the sect leader seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He had aged hundreds of years, with a few black hairs visibly turning white, and his face was haggard and wrinkled.

If it's wrong, it's wrong, no matter how you try to cover it up, it's useless.

The elders' faces were ashen, with endless regret in their eyes.

If you know today, why should you be in the beginning.

Ugh!

Some things can obviously have a good result, but they fall into the abyss because of temporary greed.

Similar scenes occurred in many holy places.

Some want to unite with the ancient tribes and fight to the end. Some were afraid of Chen Qingyuan and planned to surrender.

"Rumble--"

A few months later, Qingzong's warship crossed the chaotic sea and arrived in the imperial state.