Tian Yuan

He paused for a moment, his interest piqued.

Chen Qingyuan lowered his eyebrows in thought, muttering to himself: "The ancestor of Xuanling Holy Land can't be Wang Taohua!"

It is difficult to explain things in this world.

This possibility cannot be ruled out.

Do you want to go to Xuanling Holy Land?

Chen Qingyuan is not sure how this life will end.

Now that you're here, it might hurt to take a look.

If it were Lao Wang, he would drink and chat happily.

If not, just turn around and leave.

"Have a goal."

After a few months of leisure, Chen Qingyuan decided where to go.

Don't be in a hurry, walk slowly and enjoy the scenery along the way.

Sometimes walking is slow, but sometimes using a teleportation array to cross a large galaxy can avoid a lot of trivial matters and save a lot of time.

It has been five years since I left.

After spending so much time, we finally arrived at the star field where the Xuanling Holy Land is located.

On the way, Chen Qingyuan met a few people with whom he had a connection. He was in a good mood and gave them some secret advice.

"The realm is about to be unstable."

In a prosperous city, Chen Qingyuan rented an elegant pavilion for a few days and lived in it, sitting cross-legged on a cushion with his eyes closed and regulating his breathing.

As long as Chen Qingyuan is willing, he can think of a way to obtain a large amount of resources, which can not only repair the foundation of this body, but also make his talent reach a level beyond people's imagination.

But there is no need for that.

After many reincarnations, Chen Qingyuan felt that as long as he finished this life normally, this part of soul power would return to his body.

"boom!"

After a moment, a muffled sound came from Chen Qingyuan's body, and the crack in his foundation became bigger, and his realm fell below the Golden Core.

Meditation and breathing regulation are to ensure the integrity of the physical body.

There are still some years to live, and the most basic ability to move cannot be affected.

"Under normal circumstances, he can live for about two hundred years."

Based on the condition of this body, Chen Qingyuan made a judgment.

Chen Qingyuan stood up as if nothing had happened, walked to the table, picked up a spiritual fruit and tasted it slowly.

"If this method can be perfected, can it last forever?"

Through the reincarnation experience of this original soul power, Chen Qingyuan often pondered this question.

Rebirth through borrowing a body is equivalent to an alternative method of longevity.

It is possible in theory, but in reality it is full of unknown factors.

Besides, Chen Qingyuan still couldn't figure out the essence of the power of reincarnation. The road ahead was still long, so he couldn't be impatient.

I have sorted out my thoughts and stopped having random thoughts.

With only a few spirit stones left on him, he left Ya Ge and headed straight for Xuanling Holy Land.

Once you go to the holy land, you will know whether the ancestor that people are talking about is really Lao Wang.

Even if this body is useless, it will not affect Chen Qingyuan's original soul power. If the distance is not too far, he can definitely sense whether there is Wang Taohua's breath fluctuation in the area.

Since Chen Qingyuan's cultivation level had declined again, he was traveling very slowly.

At this speed, it would take about twenty days to reach the entrance gate of Xuanling Holy Land.

No problem, just enjoy the scenery.

Chen Qingyuan is in a good mood and feels relaxed.

Blending in with the crowd, nothing special.

The closer you get to Xuanling Holy Land, the more people come and go.

However, Chen Qingyuan was walking on the ground while others were flying in the sky.

Of course, Chen Qingyuan can still fly in the clouds, but not much faster. Moreover, his realm is low, and flying high in the sky can easily block the way of others and cause trouble.

"what!"

At this time, a chariot came from a distance and stopped in the void above Chen Qingyuan, and a sound of surprise was heard.

"That person is... Zhang Moli?"

Coincidentally, it was the people from Cangxu Sect who were riding in this chariot. An elder spotted Chen Qingyuan below and was quite surprised.

"It's true!"

After hearing this, the others all looked down.

"Why is he here?"

The leader of this team is the current leader of the Cangxu Sect, a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. In a lower place, such a level of cultivation would be enough to be the king and do whatever he wants. In the most prosperous area of ​​Cangyuzhou, it would not cause any waves.

The leader was a middle-aged man wearing luxurious clothes, with his hands behind his back and his brows slowly furrowed. In his opinion, there was no such coincidence in the world. There was no reason for Zhang Moli, who had become a cripple, to cross many star systems and rush to Xuanling Holy Land.

"Could it be...he wants to cause trouble."

We can’t blame the sect leader for thinking this way, but from a normal perspective, this is the only situation.

On the surface, Zhang Moli has let it go, but in reality he wants to stir up trouble. Since he can't live well, he can't let Xu Jinse, who has broken off the engagement, climb up.

Once 'Zhang Moli' causes trouble at the gate of Xuanling Holy Land, even if Xu Jinse has a certain talent, the Holy Land will not agree for the sake of its own reputation.

Unless Xu Jinse's talent reached an extremely high level and attracted the attention of the holy land's top leaders.

Many people shared the sect leader's guess and believed that Zhang Moli had bad intentions.

But if it happened somewhere else, regardless of whether this guess was correct or not, for the sake of the overall situation, they would have already taken action to eliminate it.

However, this place is the main city area of ​​Xuanling Holy Land. Once someone is killed, the Holy Land will investigate the cause. A little investigation will reveal the cause and effect.

The chariots of the Cangxu Sect could not drive to the foot of the holy land, so they could only stop here. The rest of the journey had to be walked up.

Although the day for the Holy Land to recruit people has not yet arrived, the Cang Xu Sect must prepare in advance. It would be better to come a few years earlier.

"How to do?"

It was not right to kill him, nor was it right not to kill him. An elder frowned, feeling anxious.

The Cang Xu Sect finally produced a disciple with superior talent. As long as he enters the holy land, his future will be bright.

At this critical juncture, no mistakes can be made.

"Master, let me handle it!"

Xu Jinse, wearing a light blue long dress, looks like an elf in the water, with outstanding looks and charming beauty.

"No." The sect leader refused directly: "You can't have any stains now, let the Eighth Elder handle it!"

"Ah."

The Eighth Elder is Xu Jinse’s biological grandfather. His granddaughter is very likely to enter the Holy Land, so how could he miss out on such a good thing?

It was the Eighth Elder who brought the two together in the first place, but who would have thought so many unexpected changes would happen.

"If he refuses to repent, detain him by force."

Since no one was killed, I think Xuanling Holy Land won't pursue the matter.

"As ordered."

The Eighth Elder bowed to the Sect Master and immediately walked towards Zhang Moli.

At this moment, Chen Qingyuan was still walking slowly.

The chariot of the Cangxu Sect was hovering above, so naturally it noticed something.

However, this had nothing to do with Chen Qingyuan. Not to mention stopping, he was too lazy to even glance at him.

However, Chen Qingyuan didn't want to deal with these people, but they felt uneasy and had to come over to get things clear.

"Zhang Moli, what on earth do you want to do?"

The eighth elder flashed in front of Chen Qingyuan, blocking his way, with a gloomy face, and shouted loudly.