Tian Yuan

After these words were spoken, countless people showed expressions of horror.

The rebel soldiers were in panic, their morale was greatly reduced, and they no longer had the strength to fight. Many of them were even frightened and collapsed to the ground, trembling.

He could split the ground a thousand feet apart with one sword, he was simply not a human being.

When everyone looked again, Chen Qingyuan had disappeared without a trace.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

The rebel general gave the order and turned and ran.

The huge army had no courage to continue attacking the city. The trend of defeat was unstoppable, the formation was in chaos, and hundreds of people were trampled to death.

As for the deputy general who colluded with the enemy, he was caught and could not escape death.

The sword that Chen Qingyuan swung out was enough to solve these problems.

In just ten days, the news spread to every corner of the dynasty. The rebels all thought that the new emperor had the support of the master swordsman, and they were in great confusion.

Many martial arts masters who had been hiding from the world were shocked upon hearing the news and rushed to Tongcheng just to see it with their own eyes.

Seeing this thousand-foot crack that was beyond human power, no one questioned it, only shock.

With the might of the master swordsman intimidating him, the new emperor seized the opportunity, put down the rebellion in just one month, and killed the rebel king.

Later, the new emperor sent a large number of people to look for the master swordsman, but all returned empty-handed.

Another month, the new emperor was reviewing memorials in his study when a strong wind suddenly blew open the window. A letter fell on the table, frightening the new emperor so much that his whole body went cold.

Immediately with a loud shout, the imperial guards came to protect the emperor at the fastest speed.

After some research, the masters in the palace unanimously agreed that the letter was left by the sword master.

The sword energy on the letter is unique and extremely sharp.

After opening the letter, the content was very simple. It told the new emperor to be a good emperor and not to bully the people. Otherwise, he would be punished by heaven.

"What a pity that I can't use it, alas!"

The new emperor was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. His heart was blocked, and it felt like an invisible sword was hanging over his head, which could take his life at any time. This feeling of being out of control was very uncomfortable.

However, the new emperor had no choice but to keep this matter in mind at all times, work hard to govern the country, and not slack off.

The dynasty is stable and the world is at peace.

Chen Qingyuan found a secluded place and lay down in the coffin he had bought. He slowly closed his eyes and felt his life force gradually slipping away.

Half an hour later, Chen Qingyuan stopped breathing and his heart stopped beating.

This life ends here.

In this area, there is also a legendary story about the sword master Jiang Linyuan, which often causes a commotion and awe.

Many martial arts heroes seek the traces of the Grandmaster, hoping to get his guidance or even become his apprentice. Unfortunately, they never have this opportunity, no matter how much time they spend.

This body lost all vitality, and Chen Qingyuan's soul power emerged from between his eyebrows, merged into the void, and disappeared.

The same situation happened. The soul power ball drilled into a special law channel and it was unknown where it would float to.

By the time Chen Qingyuan was able to sense the situation around him, he had already merged with another body that had just died not long ago.

An ugly child with pockmarks on his face.

He was dressed in tattered clothes and had no external injuries.

After receiving the memories, he died of hunger, cold and illness in a corner of the town, and no one knew about it.

The first thing to do when you wake up is to find a way to fill your stomach.

Because he was born ugly and had a congenital disease, his parents disliked him and he was abandoned when he was two years old. Later, he was picked up by a beggar by chance and became a tool for begging. He barely survived for a few years, leading a miserable life and wandering around.

"Although the spiritual energy in this world is still very thin, it is much better than the previous life."

Chen Qingyuan felt extremely exhausted and began to think about how to survive.

Many years later, Chen Qingyuan grew up.

The appearance has not changed, it's still very ugly.

Although there is a trace of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, he has not embarked on the path of cultivation.

According to the remnant of will left by his predecessor, he only wishes to be a rich man, no longer suffer from hunger and cold, and no longer be homeless.

Chen Qingyuan easily fulfilled this last wish by using a little brainpower. He ate and drank every day and lived a comfortable life again.

Once a person becomes rich, it doesn't matter whether he is ugly or not.

Matchmakers often come to ask if they want to introduce Chen Qingyuan to someone.

In order to live a life of luxury, many girls are willing to be concubines.

Chen Qingyuan refused without hesitation.

Find an honest housekeeper to handle the chores in the house and do more good deeds.

A few years later, the parents of the previous life somehow found out about Chen Qingyuan and came from far away to claim him as their relative, saying some disgusting words.

"Get out."

Chen Qingyuan gave the order with a cold expression.

The housekeeper immediately drove the two men out, and the place suddenly became quiet.

He continued to make a fuss for a while afterwards, saying all kinds of nasty things, but Chen Qingyuan ignored him completely.

More than ten years later, Chen Qingyuan was only in his forties, but he could no longer hold on.

It is very difficult to survive to this day with a congenital disease.

Before his death, Chen Qingyuan asked his housekeeper to distribute all his wealth to those in need, for which he received praise from countless people.

Of course, I left some money for the old butler, enough for him to live on for the rest of his life.

After his death, many people came to mourn him and praised him as a kind man.

The soul power floats up and sets off again.

In his third life, he became the crown prince of a dynasty. He should have died young, but was resurrected due to the soul power entering his body.

Not long after, Chen Qingyuan showed extraordinary talent. He successfully succeeded to the throne in his thirties, made use of wise ministers, worked hard to strengthen the country, and ushered in a prosperous era that lasted for more than twenty years.

In the fourth life, he became a born blind young man, his family declined, and there was no successor. Although he could not see anything, Chen Qingyuan relied on his extraordinary perception to live a good life and make his family gradually prosperous.

It lasted for a total of six generations and took more than three hundred years.

This bit of soul power still hasn't returned to the body, but is floating between heaven and earth, looking for the next suitable candidate.

I don’t know how long it took, but I finally reincarnated into my seventh life.

The moment he woke up, Chen Qingyuan felt unwell all over.

At the same time, he sensed the rich spiritual energy of this world.

His head felt a slight tingling sensation, and he immediately knew where his previous life came from and had some understanding of where he was.

"Cangyuzhou, Qianshi Star Region..."

A large amount of information came pouring in, causing Chen Qingyuan's eyes to flicker slightly.

"Zhang Moli."

"He was born with good talent, but he was injured in the fighting between sects, his foundation was damaged, and his cultivation regressed."

"I got a magical medicine by chance, and I stayed in seclusion, wanting to forcibly repair my foundation."

"The healing failed and backfired. The injury worsened and he died."

Chen Qingyuan looked at the secret room he was in and the broken spirit stones on the ground, and he understood everything.

A piece of information in his sea of ​​consciousness made Chen Qingyuan pay a few more glances.

"Broken engagement?"

To sum it up, just these two words.