"Senior, is it too late for me to regret now?"

Yun Qingmo asked with a cheeky grin.

"It's too late." Chen Qingyuan said, "I gave you a chance, but it's a pity that you didn't want it."

"I..." Yun Qingmo was speechless.

Who knew you were so strong, not only with unparalleled physical skills, but also proficient in swordsmanship.

When I think of myself, I actually refused to become the apprentice of such a strong man, I really deserve to die!

I feel a little regretful in my heart, but not too much.

Only later did Yun Qingmo realize what he had missed.

"Where's the next place?"

Chen Qingyuan changed the topic.

Not worrying about becoming a disciple for the time being, Yun Qingmo's face became solemn and he hesitated, unwilling to say: "Senior, I think I have found enough things. I will have the remaining items when I have them." If you have a certain amount of strength, you will be able to get it."

"Are you afraid?"

Chen Qingyuan noticed this and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I don't want to put seniors in danger."

The next force is the real highlight. Yun Qingmo was very grateful for Chen Qingyuan's help and did not dare to ask for more for fear of something happening.

"The Eighteen Meridians of Western Xinjiang?"

The only force that could make Yun Qingmo so fearful was the ruler of Western Xinjiang.

Yun Qingmo remained silent.

"Which lineage?"

Chen Qingyuan asked again.

"This..." It wasn't that Yun Qingmo didn't want to tell him, but that he really didn't want Chen Qingyuan to take risks.

"Don't waste time, just say it." Chen Qingyuan said seriously: "If I'm really unsure, I won't joke with my life."

"The main line of Western Territory."

It makes sense, Yun Qingmo believed that Chen Qingyuan was not a reckless person, and must consider his own safety, he thought to himself.

The tomb of an ancient powerful man, the dominant force in Western Xinjiang will not miss it after hearing the message.

"Understood." Chen Qingyuan nodded lightly. It seemed that most of the rare items in the ancient tomb had been snatched away by the main line of Xijiang.

Good guy, you have taken advantage of your own family, a bunch of things that deserve a beating.

The founder of the Yun family and the founder of the Eighteen Lines of Western Xinjiang were old brothers who followed each other in life and death. They followed Chen Qingyuan in the north and south, and experienced hardships and dangers, and their friendship was profound.

"Let's go to the main line of Xijiang and seek justice for you."

Logically speaking, the main line of Xijiang cannot take action at all, and they must maintain the dignity and safety of the Yun family.

If the relationship between the ancestors of the two families was unclear before, once the ancient tomb is opened, some information can still be found.

"Ah?" Yun Qingmo was startled, with a panicked expression: "Senior, isn't this appropriate?"

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Chen Qingyuan strode forward without any hesitation.

"It's terrible!"

Yun Qingmo whispered and hurriedly followed. Although he felt very uneasy, he knew that Chen Qingyuan was doing it for himself, so how could he hold back.

The two of them sat in the large teleportation arrays of various galaxies, crossed the endless void, and soon arrived at the core area of ​​​​Xinjiang.

We are getting closer and closer to the main line of Western Border.

In recent days, Yun Qingmo's nervousness has increased several times. From time to time, wisps of cold sweat break out on his forehead. He is uneasy and thinks of the worst outcome.

Using his own cultivation in the Tribulation Stage and Senior Chen Liu to shake this behemoth in Western Xinjiang, the possibility of success is almost zero.

"It's just a life, just lose it."

Even though his soul was uneasy, Yun Qingmo still had a tough mouth, often advising himself not to be afraid and to move forward bravely.

The main line of Xijiang naturally has Venerable Shenqiao, and he has reached the sixth step.

Given Chen Qingyuan's current situation, it would be impossible to fight him.

Despite this, it was still calm, there was no panic, and everything was under control.

If the main line of Xijiang dares to do something treacherous and unethical, Chen Qingyuan can awaken the treasure of the clan in Xijiang and protect him from leaving safely, without any difficulty.

Standing in the starry sky and looking at the dazzling star in front of you is the destination of this trip.

The power of the main line is rooted in that star, surrounded by hundreds of chariots, guarding it in an orderly manner.

Across the void, he walked slowly to the outskirts of the stars, but was stopped by hundreds of powerful monks in armor. With solemn faces, they asked the purpose of their visit: "Who are you two? What are you doing here?"

"People from the Yun family, come here to collect debts."

Chen Qingyuan’s words are concise and concise.

"Huh? Debt collection?"

The guards frowned, looking slightly displeased.

Look at this, they are here to cause trouble!

Yun Qingmo, who was standing behind Chen Qingyuan, was worried before, but now he is extremely calm. It is estimated that at this point, it doesn't matter whether he is dead or not.

"You are not qualified to make decisions, go and report it quickly."

Chen Qingyuan said coldly.

"You..." The guard captain is a monk at the peak of the Tribulation. In many places, he is already an ancestor-level figure, but in the main line, he is only a small captain.

Although this sounded unpleasant, it was true. A captain could not make up his mind and gritted his teeth and uttered two words: "Wait."

After saying that, the captain went to report it personally and asked the elders to come over and take a look at the situation.

After about half a stick of incense, a middle-aged man wearing a purple brocade robe came with his hands behind his back.

The identity of the man in purple is an inner sect elder of the main lineage. His cultivation in the late Mahayana period is already a rare talent.

"I can't make the decision regarding the Yun family's affairs." The man in purple knew the purpose of the two men's visit and went straight to the point: "If the Yun family wants to compensate, I can use some resources to express my feelings."

Recently, what happened in the Yun family has fallen into the ears of many people, and the senior officials in the main line of Xijiang must have heard about it.

It is speculated that the person who helped Yun Qingmo was most likely a master at the pinnacle of Mahayana.

To put it bluntly, the existence of the pinnacle of Mahayana cannot threaten the main line at all. However, this matter is indeed a misunderstanding of the main lineage. It is not easy to expel him. He should try to make up for it and make peace between the two parties.

Yun Qingmo didn't speak, and just turned to look at Chen Qingyuan's profile.

I don't know since when, Yun Qingmo put down all his guard and regarded Chen Qingyuan as his backbone, willing to accompany him no matter the outcome was good or bad.

"Can you come in and sit down?"

Chen Qingyuan did not answer directly and asked to come in as a guest.

Elder Ziyi pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay."

Although he didn't know who the person in front of him was, he came for the Yun family, so he had to show some dignity.

As a result, the two of them entered the main line smoothly.

One thing to say, he is worthy of being the overlord of Western Xinjiang. Every inch of the entire star has been carefully decorated.

There are thousands of ancient palaces and countless immortal caves.

All kinds of rare birds and animals can be seen everywhere.

Excellent spirit gathering arrays have been built in many places, with clouds and mist lingering and cranes soaring. Law enforcement teams patrol every once in a while and are heavily guarded.

The two of them were invited to a relatively exquisite guest hall. Elder Ziyi sent someone to serve two pots of tea, and then talked about some compensation matters, and even allowed the Yun family's blood to enter the main vein to practice to ensure their safety.

"You two discuss it. I'll come back later. I hope there will be a good result." Elder Ziyi was still more polite, clasping his fists and smiling: "I still have something to do, so I'll deal with it first."