Tian Yuan

Chapter 1435 Go inside and take a look

Langya Villa is located in a deep valley.

Today, a chariot drove over and immediately attracted the attention of the villa's top management, who sent people to inquire about the situation and see who was visiting.

Chen Qingyuan did not hide his identity and revealed it directly.

Suddenly, the top management of the villa was shocked and immediately came forward to pay their respects.

Chen Qingyuan told everyone not to make a big fuss and simply chatted with them: "Is the prince in the mansion?"

"He's not here." The owner of the manor came out personally, stood outside the chariot, bowed slightly, and answered.

"Can I contact you now?"

Chen Qingyuan asked again.

"Can't get in touch." The owner of the manor tried several times and replied.

Nangong Ge is most likely in Luoshen Ruins at this time. Because he deduced the forbidden history of the Zilian Dynasty, he suffered backlash and is now in seclusion recuperating from his injuries.

"Forget it." Chen Qingyuan said, "When the prince comes back, tell him that I have something to discuss with you."

"Remember your majesty's instructions."

The owner of the manor will remember it firmly and will never forget it.

"Good work."

After saying that, the chariot started and drove away.

The Juming Withered Grass is relatively easy to find, and it is Chen Qingyuan’s first target.

Only in a place filled with a strong aura of death, there is a slight possibility of the growth of Juming Grass.

As far as Chen Qingyuan knows, the territory with the strongest atmosphere of death in the world, except for some restricted areas, is the Old Land.

The old land is not only filled with chaotic laws of time, but also with the power of death.

"Go to the old land and see if you can gain anything."

Chen Qingyuan wasn't sure if there was one here, so he had to try his luck.

The chariot crossed the endless starry sky at a moderate speed, and it took more than a month to finally stop at the location of the old land.

"Do you need help hiding your true face?"

the old cook inquired.

"You are here, so there is no need to do this."

Anyway, he has someone to protect him, so Chen Qingyuan is not afraid of being targeted.

Since the battle in the restricted area ended many years ago, many people thought that Chen Qingyuan died in some corner.

Take this opportunity to show up and walk around.

It's not that I care about the gossip of the world, but I want to tell certain guys hiding in the dark that I am still alive, so they can either come and kill me, or don't have any evil ideas about Qingzong or my own forces.

When he walked outside, his true appearance was revealed.

There were many monks in the Old Land, so they naturally noticed the sudden arrival of the chariot.

When they saw Chen Qingyuan standing at the front of the chariot, they were stunned. Then they looked at him carefully for a few seconds to make sure that he was not seeing things. Their expressions gradually changed and they shouted in fear: "Your Excellency!"

In just a few breaths, the news that Chen Qingyuan had personally visited his old land spread like wildfire, shaking the earth.

"Your Majesty is still alive!"

Countless people thought that Chen Qingyuan died in the Jinxue restricted area, but now they saw it with their own eyes, they were horrified and shouted continuously.

"Quickly report this to the Holy Lord. This is a world-shattering event!"

It won’t be long before the news of Chen Qingyuan’s appearance in the Old Land spreads to all the major sects.

"Greetings to Your Majesty."

After the shock, everyone came forward to salute, full of awe and tense.

In response to others' friendly greetings, Chen Qingyuan nodded to show respect.

Although the old chef was a quasi-emperor of the time, few people had seen his true appearance. Therefore, he stood beside Chen Qingyuan, as if transparent, and few people paid attention to him.

Before reaching the outer area of ​​the old land, a young man appeared in front of Chen Qingyuan.

This person's cultivation realm has reached the fusion stage, with excellent talent and good temperament. As soon as he came up, he bowed and begged: "I am Pan Wei, a casual cultivator, and I hope to follow you."

"I don't need a servant." Chen Qingyuan glanced at the person in front of him and refused with a cold face.

"Please give me a chance, Your Majesty. No matter how difficult it is, I will do my best to do it."

This person truly admires Chen Qingyuan, and thinks that if he clings to a towering tree, his future path will be much easier.

Even though Chen Qingyuan's foundation was completely destroyed, his remaining power still remained. He was still a giant in the eyes of countless people, as majestic as a mountain, and unshakable.

"You and I are not meant to be together, there is no need to do this."

After saying this, Chen Qingyuan passed by the man without wasting any more time.

In the crowd, the chosen ones or powerful independent cultivators who originally wanted to come and follow, all stopped the idea and dared not block the way.

Ignoring everyone's gazes, Chen Qingyuan went straight into the old land.

As we went deeper, the number of people became noticeably smaller.

The chaotic laws of time are everywhere in the old land.

The closer you get inside, the greater the pressure.

"Old Land, this is my first time here." The old cook had only heard of it before but had no chance to come and visit: "The ultimate feast is taking place right here."

It was a grand feast in which the traces of the emperors' years were revealed, which was truly shocking.

Unfortunately, the old chef didn’t get to see it with his own eyes.

Not only was there a grand feast, but there was also a battle in the restricted area, but I didn't have the chance to witness any of them, which is somewhat regrettable.

"go there."

Chen Qingyuan has been to Jiutu many times and is familiar with some places.

If I remember correctly, there should be a dead place not far away.

After several hours, they arrived at an extremely desolate territory, with thousands of lifeless mountains standing there.

This is already the inner area of ​​the old land, surrounded by red mist and harbouring murderous intent.

The old chef used a mysterious technique to cover Chen Qingyuan's body with a faint mysterious light, which served as a defense and prevented him from being harmed by the power of the laws of this place.

"Be careful."

The old cook looked around vigilantly.

There was dead silence and a depressing atmosphere.

The two of them walked slowly towards the nearest barren mountain, being careful and not reckless.

The mountain is about a thousand feet high and is dark in color. There is no trace of vitality. The mountain is steep and there is no way to go up the mountain.

The foot of the mountain is covered with weathered boulders. Perhaps it was a small hill many years ago, but it evolved into stone due to the passage of time.

"The roots of the Juming grass are pitch black, with five leaves, mysterious patterns inside, and contain death energy."

Ordinary means, including the art of spiritual awareness, cannot detect the whereabouts of the Juming Grass. Only by carefully observing it with a pair of naked eyes, especially in some corners that are easy to miss, you should look at it several times.

"The air of death is indeed strong here."

The old chef looked deeply at the mountains, his brows furrowed, feeling somewhat stressed.

"Maybe a long time ago, countless heroes died here."

It is difficult for ordinary mortals to form a land of death. Only those with high levels of cultivation can condense it after death.

"Go in and have a look."

Chen Qingyuan looked around and found no trace of the Juming grass, so he suggested going deeper into the mountains.

"Yes." The old cook did not stop him and said solemnly: "Don't act alone, stay close to me. If there is an accident, I can provide shelter at the first time."

"I know." Chen Qingyuan nodded slightly.

We walked forward and entered a huge valley surrounded by mountains.

Except for the stones, it was empty and silent.