Emperor Taiwei is in seclusion, and the White-haired Empress is exploring the Zangheng restricted area in depth.

The two extreme beings have lost contact with the outside world, and the current situation may change in the near future.

After completing the mission, Wang Taohua withdrew from the old land and planned to go to the realm of enlightenment in Luoshenxu to watch the excitement and meet Chen Qingyuan to reminisce about the past.

"We haven't seen each other for many years. I don't know if that guy is doing well."

Wang Taohua regarded Chen Qingyuan as her best friend. Although there were some frictions when they first met, they had similar interests and quickly got along well.

Now there is no need to rush. You can stop to rest after walking for a few days and stroll around the prosperous areas nearby. Life is very comfortable.

Occasionally, I would run into some ignorant guys, and I would deal with them according to the situation. The most evil ones would be killed in a flash; the petty thieves would be taught a lesson and given a stern warning.

"A new storybook has been published."

In a certain city, in a certain magnificent shop, Wang Taohua passed by when she was buying wine, and saw a pile of storybooks on the shelf. Her eyes lit up and she was immediately attracted.

I walked over and took a look, and saw the signature on the storybook clearly.

Qingzong!

The cover of the storybook has some tantalizing words written on it, and anyone with a curious heart would want to read it.

No one in the world has the time to pay attention to the gossip of ordinary people.

However, if it involves the stories of the strongest people in the world, it will be a different story.

Over the years, many chambers of commerce and monks have followed suit, envious of this incredible wealth, but none of them have been able to make any waves.

The reason is very simple. The little storyteller from Qingzong dared to write about the great men of the time and arranged them at will. Do you dare?

This alone is enough to crush those who want to get a piece of the pie.

"Not bad."

Wang Taohua bought hundreds of books in a row to kill time when she had free time.

Walk leisurely and feel happy.

Look into the distance and look forward to the future.

In which direction will this unprecedented prosperous world develop?

I’m really looking forward to it!

......

Northern Wilderness, Fuliu Galaxy.

In the Jinxue restricted area, it is snowing heavily every moment. The whole territory is covered with a thick silver-white coat. It is white all over, without any flaws. It is natural, noble and elegant.

The former abyss of heaven has been trapped in the innermost part, with lush jade trees and crystal clear water.

The red dress is particularly eye-catching, like a fiery red lotus standing in the snow.

She is tall and has a slender waist.

She had her hair in a fairy bun and an exquisite hairpin inserted in her hair.

Slender arms, white jade skin, charming red lips, and a refined temperament. The cold wind blows, the sleeves flutter, and a few strands of hair dance lightly, just like the mood of the woman in red, who wants to break free and gain freedom.

An Xieruo looked at the snow-covered sky, her lonely figure was pitiful.

Her eyes were unfocused; she must be thinking about something or reminiscing about something.

After a long time, perhaps thinking of something interesting, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she smiled charmingly.

She raised her left hand, took off the hairpin from her bun, held it tightly in her palm, and looked at it with lowered eyebrows.

This hairpin was a gift from Chen Qingyuan. She regarded it as a treasure and often touched and looked at it to ease her lovesickness.

After the battle in the forbidden zone ended that year, all the remaining bodies of the great emperors were stationed in various realms of Tianyuan, balancing the terrifying laws of the Immortal Bone Forbidden Zone to protect An Xiruo from being safe and sound and no longer in danger of his life.

Compared with the previous hundreds of thousands of years, An Xiruo is much better now. She is no longer suffering from physical and spiritual torture. She just needs to wait patiently.

Waiting for Chen Qingyuan to pick her up.

She firmly believed that in the future she could walk with Chen Qingyuan in the prosperous world, walk hand in hand, enjoy the beautiful scenery, and taste the delicious food. If this day really came, life would be worth it.

"call--"

Another cold wind blew, causing the black hair to flutter and the red skirt to sway.

An Xiruo flicked her sleeves lightly, and the snowflakes condensed into tables and chairs.

After sitting down, he took out needle, thread and cloth and started making clothes.

Not for myself, but for Chen Qingyuan.

With a being like her, she could transform all the spiritual cloth into clothes of the right size in a single thought. However, she did not do so.

Sewing slowly, stitch by stitch, can not only kill time but also express one's longing for someone.

For hundreds of thousands of years, the waiting has remained the same. Only a handful of people in the world can empathize with this pain.

In fact, An Xiruo was in a very similar situation to the medicine lady at the beginning of the ancient times. In order to wait for someone, she was willing to endure all the pain, without regrets or giving up.

If they could meet, they would become very good friends.

The cold wind blows, but it can't chill An Xiruo's heart, because she has expectations and a future.

Since Emperor Taiwei took action, the situation was broken, and the emperor's corpse was on guard. Even if the existence on the other side wanted to attack An Xiruo, they would not have the opportunity in a short period of time.

"Brother, you must be safe."

An Xiruo often prays in her heart.

The blood-red clothes are out of place in this land of ice and snow.

Lovesickness is like a thread, neatly arranged, little by little it accumulates into a new piece of clothing.

......

Beihuang, a prosperous place.

Many monks were talking about one thing, one person.

"It is said that someone has passed the final level of Shangyang Secret Realm."

"Over the past few decades, many young geniuses have entered this realm, but all have ended in failure. Who is so powerful that he could have made it through the final level of this secret realm?"

"This secret realm can only allow young people below the Tribulation Crossing Stage to enter. It is very likely that this is a restriction set by some ancient great power to select suitable successors."

"According to gossip, the person who passed the test is from the Qing Sect."

"Are they really from Qing Sect?"

The cities and forces surrounding the secret realm have been paying close attention to this matter recently.

A few months later, a powerful being discovered the inheritance jade slip of the Shangyang Secret Realm in the ghost market where practitioners traded, and was greatly shocked.

I immediately started an investigation and roughly found out the reason.

The genius who passed the assessment looked down upon the inheritance of this ancient great man and sold it to a passerby who seemed to have a good eye for him. Then he rode away on the wind and his whereabouts were unknown.

The passerby had no chance of getting the inheritance jade slip, and after studying it for several times without success, he sold it to a merchant in the ghost market. This caused a stir, and attracted many powerful people to watch and even fight for it.

It took a long time before someone figured out who the genius who passed the secret realm assessment was.

Zhu Wulang is the true disciple of Qing Sect's Chen Qingyuan.

A rising star, a top demon.

With a flawless body, top talent, and a strong background, his future is limitless. Many women in the Northern Wilderness did not dare to hope to have a relationship with Chen Qingyuan, so they set their sights on Zhu Wulang.

Every time Zhu Wulang's identity was exposed, many talented and charming women would come upon hearing the news, take the initiative to talk to him, and even offer themselves to him.

Zhu Wulang couldn't stand being surrounded by a group of women and just walked away.

Chen Qingyuan's other two disciples all had their own opportunities and worked hard to practice and reach the top.