Tian Yuan

Chapter 1128 Please give me some advice from my seniors

Ye Liujun lives in Qingzong. This news has not spread to the outside world. Only a few people know about it.

At that time, I followed Chen Qingyuan back and was secretly arranged to a suitable elegant home. Rao is a senior member of the Qing Sect, and only a few people know about it.

There is no need to spread this matter, it is better to keep a low profile.

Of course, most of the old people from the Immortal Ancient Clan can figure it out, but with the golden name of Qingzong, no one will come to trouble them for the time being.

A few days ago, the keeper of the monument was enlightening, and he didn't know that a very special guest came to the sect.

"Who?"

Through this transmission, the monument keeper captured the source, and when he checked it with his spiritual sense, he found that it was a young man. After taking a few more glances, I felt something was not quite right, and I couldn't see through it.

"Open the door and buy me a drink." Soon after, Ye Liujun walked outside the cave of the monument keeper: "If I am happy, I can give you some advice."

"What a loud tone." The monument keeper did not underestimate the person outside the door, but was just curious about this person's origins.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened the door and let him in.

At the same time, the keeper of the monument discovered the news that a jade slip had been accumulated, which was a message from Lin Changsheng.

His spiritual consciousness penetrated the jade slips and learned many things that had happened recently.

Several of them are very important, such as the ultimate banquet, the emperors discussing the Tao, and the ancestor of the ancient Huoling clan temporarily living in Qingzong.

Boom!

The face of the monument keeper suddenly changed, and five thunders struck his head. He was shocked and said: "The ancestor of the Huoling Ancient Clan was reincarnated and temporarily settled in Qingzong?"

Could it be that the person outside the door is...

The monument keeper's heart was beating rapidly, his breathing was rapid, and his eyes were flashing.

The Supreme Being who lived millions of years ago has been reincarnated to this day. Given the nature of the monument keeper, it was difficult to keep calm after hearing the news. His face was filled with shock, and his eyes were filled with thousands of waves, which was particularly intense.

The door opened.

Ye Liujun, dressed in brocade clothes, walked in slowly.

By the lakeside of Yayuan, there is fine wine on the jade table.

The plainly dressed monument keeper stood at the table, staring at Ye Liujun who was coming from the direction of the gate. His eyes widened, his mood was complicated and words could not describe it.

"What do you call it?"

Ye Liujun walked to the lakeside and was not far away from the monument guard. He looked calm and asked.

"Nine swords."

This name is the name the monument keeper gave himself. The past life is over, we should look to the future and start a new life.

Looking at an ancient supreme being at close range naturally put a lot of pressure on the monument keeper. Logically speaking, I should bow down, but I never thought I would encounter such a situation, so I felt a little doubtful and wary.

Ye Liujun was not polite and walked a few steps forward and sat on the chair. He picked up the wine on the table and smelled it first. The aroma was fragrant and he smiled with satisfaction.

After another drink, the aftertaste is endless.

"You're going in the right direction, it's just that something is missing."

Although Ye Liujun was reincarnated and re-cultivated, he was still the supreme person in the ancient times, and his vision and methods were beyond the reach of the world.

Even if the monument keepers set up restrictions and barriers, they can't hide it from the eyes of Mr. Ye Liu who lives nearby.

With Ye Liujun's current cultivation level, it is true that he cannot see through the restrictions, but the coffin board he carries with him can naturally detect the surrounding situation.

"what?"

The monument keeper was still standing, his voice hoarse.

"Stepping stone."

Ye Liujun said.

The monument keeper's eyes changed, and he probably understood.

The direction is right, it needs to be sharpened.

Today's monument keeper has reached the early stage of the Eight Steps of Shenqiao and wants to reach the middle stage of the Eight Steps, but unfortunately he has never succeeded.

A few years ago, Chen Qingyuan met with the monument keeper and gave him many cultivation methods. The most important among them is the inheritance of Changjinghou lineage.

"Senior, please give me some advice."

The monument keeper controlled his emotions and clasped his fists.

"Idle time is idle, let me be your stepping stone!"

Ye Liujun drank a glass of wine and smiled slightly.

"Click dong"

Hearing the sound, the monument keeper's heart skipped a beat, his pupils shrank, and his expression changed obviously.

I have never had such a bold idea in my life, using the ancient supreme being as a stepping stone to understand Taoism and practice to break through the realm.

"Senior and I have never met, why?"

The first reaction of the monument keeper was not excitement and joy, but confusion. At the same time, a strong sense of vigilance arose in my heart.

"After Chang Jinghou, you are also a guest of the Qingzong." Ye Liujun explained the reason generously and did not hide anything: "Seeing that your cultivation is hindered, I helped you, which can be regarded as a good relationship."

After speaking, Ye Liujun drank wine and said nothing else.

"That's it, nothing more?"

The keeper of the monument said in surprise.

"These two reasons are enough." Ye Liujun said calmly: "Although your own strength is passable, it is not enough for me to take it seriously."

Shenqiao Babu is indeed the top combat power in the world, but it is not something that Ye Liujun takes too seriously.

Looking at the long river of history, there are so many Eight-Step Masters. Only a powerful quasi-emperor can add a few more lines of ink to the history books.

Even Ye Liujun in his current state will not be afraid of the power of Shenqiao Babu. When he was cornered, he took out the coffin board and slapped each one to death.

"Indeed." The monument keeper did not feel slighted and nodded in agreement with this view.

"Sit down and chat!" Ye Liujun pointed to the empty seat in front of him: "You are the master, it is inappropriate to stand."

"Please give me some advice, senior."

After the monument keeper took his seat, he raised his glass in toast.

For a long time after that, Ye Liujun stayed here, pointed out the mistakes for the monument keepers, and set up a special chessboard. He used the power of spiritual consciousness to fight and guide the monument keepers to attack the cultivation bottleneck.

There is no harm to Mr. Ye Liu in forming this good relationship.

After the monument keeper becomes a Marquis of Changjing, he may be able to reach the heights of his ancestors in the future.

He has something to do with Emperor Taiwei, and Ye Liujun is willing to serve as a stepping stone in order for the monument keeper to break through the realm.

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The imperial state, beyond the old land.

In recent days, the Immortal Ancient Clan is working hard to relocate the clan, hoping to move the foundation of their ancestral lineage to a suitable resource area to usher in a new era of reshaping China.

Seizing resource territory will inevitably lead to conflicts between various ethnic groups, which will also bring huge disasters to the local sects in the empire.

Wars often occur, with bloody storms and constant fighting.

The most unlucky party is the common people living at the bottom.

How can a lofty cultivator care about the life, death and suffering of ordinary creatures?

The competition between the ancient tribes often affects the order of the stars. No less than hundreds of millions of lives were lost or injured.

Many years ago, Nangong Ge had anticipated this situation, so he held a grand banquet to allow the Immortal Ancient Clan to allocate resources reasonably and not cause too much trouble.

It's a pity that Nangong Ge was judged by heaven, so naturally he couldn't let the ancient clan have a good discussion.

"It's really a bit much."

In the northern wasteland, somewhere in a corner.

In the restaurant, a shabby old man with stubble on his face and a bamboo sword hanging on his waist heard about the turmoil in the empire, his eyes flashed with a sharp edge, and he murmured.