Ye Liujun teased, "With your greedy personality, are you really willing to give me a gift? Is it a piece of junk you picked up from somewhere?"

"I'm not that kind of person."

Chen Qingyuan could not admit such blatant slander and refuted it loudly.

"I don't know you yet."

Ye Liujun will not change his opinion of Chen Qingyuan. This guy is loyal and righteous, but also greedy and black-hearted.

The two chatted as they walked all the way to the teleportation point of the ancient city, gave some spirit stones, used the large teleportation array, and headed to the main city of the Eighteen Veins.

After arriving at the main vein area, Chen Qingyuan contacted Fu Dongliu, whom he had not seen for many years.

A teleportation talisman that had been silent for many years suddenly vibrated and emitted a little fluorescent light, which surprised Fu Dongliu greatly.

Fu Dongliu today is less naive than he was in his youth and more calm and composed.

He was wearing a black brocade robe that was embroidered with intricate designs all over, with two circles of cloud-patterned silver thread on the cuffs, and a belt around his waist that matched the color of his clothes.

She has regular facial features and long hair tied into a crown.

He is extraordinarily brave and has the demeanor of a superior.

Speaking of Fu Dongliu, he had a battle with Chen Qingyuan at the Hundred Meridians Feast a long time ago, showing his evil style and being defeated with honor.

"He...he actually came!"

After confirming that this special sound transmission note was not damaged and Chen Qingyuan's voice was really transmitted, Fu Dongliu's heart trembled and he revealed an incredible expression.

After taking a few breaths to calm down, Fu Dongliu put down all the things in his hands and rushed out hurriedly, determined to greet him in person.

Walking quickly to the starry sky outside the main city, Fu Dongliu discovered two figures. His heartstrings trembled slightly again and his face was excited.

Shrink the distance into an inch and arrive in an instant.

"See you, Your Majesty!"

Fu Dongliu stared at Chen Qingyuan deeply, remained calm, and bowed.

"I heard that you are going to succeed the master of the Eighteen Meridians. Congratulations."

Chen Qingyuan stepped forward, raised his hand to help Fu Dongliu up, smiled and congratulated him.

Strictly speaking, the Lord of the Eighteen Veins of Western Border is actually the Lord of Western Border. In the past, he was a true overlord with a transcendent status that was out of reach for countless creatures.

In the current prosperous era, the immortal ancient clans have entered the world, and strong people have emerged one after another, which is full of unknowns. Therefore, no matter how deep the foundation of the Eighteen Veins is, their style of doing things has also changed, and they are very restrained, for fear of accidentally causing big trouble.

"To receive your congratulations, I have no regrets in this life."

Fu Dongliu's words came from the bottom of his heart and were not just superficial compliments.

"Take it."

Chen Qingyuan took out a gift box and handed it over.

"This is?"

Fu Dongliu did not take it directly, but looked at it with a puzzled look.

Chen Qingyuan said: "A gift for you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Fu Dongliu wanted to say a few polite words, but he hesitated for a moment, thought it was unnecessary, and accepted it directly.

This is a kind gesture from your Excellency, how can I refuse it?

Whatever is in the box, it means something.

"Your Majesty, I have arranged a banquet, please move."

When he came out, Fu Dongliu gave some instructions to his confidants and did not forget to entertain guests.

"No." Chen Qingyuan refused: "I was passing by here and came to take a look. I have something else to do, so I can't stay long."

"OK then!"

Fu Dongliu felt very sorry and did not try to persuade him to stay.

"Next time we have a chance, let's reminisce about the past."

Chen Qingyuan smiled slightly.

"it is good!"

Fu Dongliu is looking forward to the day when he meets Chen Qingyuan again, but he doesn't know what the situation will be like then.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Qingyuan and Ye Liujun disappeared.

Looking into the distance, Fu Dongliu was unable to look away for a long time.

......

Wandering in the prosperous areas of Western Xinjiang, the black stone in Chen Qingyuan's hand remained in a silent state. He never found any trace of the white-haired woman, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Ye Liujun was quite relaxed, appreciating the local customs and practices of various places, and even had the mood to drink some wine.

Of course, we should enjoy the last few decades of our lives and not think about these annoying things.

In a blink of an eye, several years passed and the two arrived at the Cangyan galaxy.

Chen Qingyuan naturally wanted to take a look at the rumored world of rebirth.

At the entrance is an endless black abyss, interwoven with chaotic rules of terrifying energy.

"Would you like to go in for a walk?"

Coming here again, Ye Liujun's mood was not as relaxed as before.

The solution to break the impasse was clearly right in front of us, but we couldn't reach the depths of the restricted area and couldn't touch it, so we were forced to give up.

"No."

Although Chen Qingyuan was very curious about the Xianbone restricted area, he did not want to enter.

The guy on the other side has a wide layout and is likely to hide some means in the restricted area. Once Chen Qingyuan sets foot in, he will easily become a bird in a cage and it will be difficult to escape.

Not long ago, that guy controlled an incarnation and stepped into the world of the afterlife, and no one knew what he was doing.

"The manifestation of the Pure Land in the world is his work."

Ye Liujun could be sure of this.

"You are still weak, so don't peek."

Chen Qingyuan sighed softly.

After staying for a moment, he turned and left.

Over the next period of time, Chen Qingyuan traveled to various regions of Shenzhou, hoping to meet the white-haired woman in some corner, so that he could have the hope of solving this problem.

Unfortunately, reality is cruel and it was not found.

After spending more than twenty years, not only was the exact location of the white-haired woman not found, but even a trace of her was not discovered.

During this period, Chen Qingyuan met some old friends, said hello and said goodbye in a hurry.

After running around for so long, Chen Qingyuan was mentally exhausted.

I don’t know where I am, so I stop to rest and close my eyes to relax.

I had a glimmer of hope in my heart, believing that things were not too bad. However, after all these years of searching, that hope was slowly worn away, and my body felt particularly heavy, making it difficult for me to move.

"You've done your best."

The two of them were together under the endless starry sky. Ye Liujun wore a purple gown and was mentally prepared to face death.

Chen Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Ye Liujun who was standing beside him, and parted his lips for a moment, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

"Please find a good place to take me there!"

Ye Liujun was about to be unable to suppress the power of the shackles in his body, and planned to end this matter as soon as possible. It was a relief for both himself and Chen Qingyuan.

Although there is still some time before the hundred years, by that time, the original consciousness would have been devoured long ago, so there is no need to delay any further.

An indescribable feeling of powerlessness and fatigue instantly swept over Chen Qingyuan's whole body.

How can I bear to send my good friend off personally?

In addition, Chen Qingyuan couldn't help but think of An Xieruo who was trapped in the Jinxue restricted area. If An Xieruo faced such a crisis one day in the future, how would he deal with it?

strength!

To put it bluntly, it is because of our own lack of strength.

If you are strong enough, you can cut off the shackles with one sword, no matter what kind of shackles they are. There is no need to work so hard.

Chen Qingyuan's deep desire to become stronger became stronger.