Time passed by quietly like a white horse passing by. The only things that remained unchanged were the three great suns and the three yin moons in the sky.

The eastern border is the boundary of Huaiyue.

"Elder Shangling, this is the tribute of our Cen family for the next hundred years. I am here to hand it over to Elder Shangling in compliance with the order of the family head and the third lineage master." Cen Jing lowered his body slightly and handed over a light yellow halo.

The ring-shaped storage magic weapon was presented with both hands, with a look of humility mixed with a hint of awe.

Hundreds of years ago, this elder Shangling was born as a casual cultivator. Although he was a human being, he was not cultivating mysterious energy, but a kind of miraculous spiritual power that had never appeared in the Eastern Territory. He was tyrannical.

Incomparable.

Although he only had the cultivation level of the first realm of Yuanshen, it was enough to rival the cultivators of the Yuanshen Peak realm. After he wantonly killed several weaker large-scale forces, he finally got into trouble with the overlord sect Mu Yun.

Zong, even escaped and hid for several days under the personal action of a superior who was in the second realm of distraction.

The Cen family, the overlord family, has always been at odds with the Muyun Sect. Seeing that it suffered a defeat at the hands of a casual cultivator at the first level of Yuanshen, they naturally felt a little gloating about their misfortune. However, they saw that this casual cultivator was about to be taken advantage of by the distracted master at the second level.

Although he was captured, the Cen family still chose to rescue him. In order to disgust the Muyun Sect, they specially made him an elder of the Cen family with a foreign surname, Keqing, so that he could enjoy some not too generous spiritual resources.

But no one in the entire Cen family expected that it only took three hundred years for this casual cultivator in the first level of the soul to rise up, transform into the second soul from the origin of the soul, and break into

A rare state of distraction!

Since then, the Cen family, the overlord family, has had five masters of the distraction realm. With the rapid expansion of their power, they not only suppressed the Muyun Sect until they could not raise their heads, but also swallowed up more than ten large-scale sects.

Sects and large aristocratic families, and in this more than a hundred years of tugging and conquest, this Shangling elder has shown his terrifying and tyrannical fighting power, and has almost no opponents in the five realms of distraction!

In a long-planned attack, he found an opportunity to kill a distracted Third Realm Lord from the Muyun Sect alone, causing the Muyun Sect to completely decline and become silent, within the realm of Huaiyue.

I simply don’t dare to compete with the Cen family again, and

As a result, the reputation of the Cen family's first elder, Keqing Shanngling, has truly spread.

Waving his sleeves and putting away the ring-shaped storage magic weapon, Xu Che nodded slightly and said, "Yes, you can go ahead."

Cen Jing had a hesitant look on his face. After a few breaths, he knelt down and raised his head and said: "Elder Shangling, can you see if my branch of blood can fight against Elder Shangling in these hundreds of years?"

After many times of protecting him, he accepted me as his disciple out of kindness? I have been trapped in the Yuanshen Peak realm for more than five hundred years. If it were not for the great opportunity, there should be no breakthrough in this life, but...

…I can not be reconciled!"

The forces within the Cen family, the overlord family, are complex, with five branches and bloodlines existing. The leader of Cen Jing's lineage, who is at the Yuan Shen Peak realm, is Cen Ziyue, the master of the distraction realm who decided to save Xu Che.

The leader of the third branch of the bloodline has been very protective of Xu Che before he achieved the state of distraction. Cen Jing is the direct nephew of the master of the state of distraction. Now, under the instruction of this leader, Cen Jing

Jing then took advantage of this opportunity to entrust Xu Che with resources and shamelessly asked to join his disciples in order to gain some hope of defeating the Lord of Distraction.

Xu Che was silent for a long time, then he used a ray of Taixuan spiritual power to help Cen Jing up from the air, and said in a deep voice: "Get up, it's not that I don't want to help you, I also know what you are thinking, but... I

My physique is extremely special, so I can cultivate this mysterious spiritual power. If you try to cultivate it forcefully, I'm afraid the result will not be what you think."

The leader of the third branch, Cen Ziyue, treated Xu Che very well. Although Xu Che's true combat power has now faintly surpassed him, she still remembered her original support and did not reject Cen Jing outright.

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Cen Jing knelt down again with a firm expression on his face: "Elder Shangling, I know that I have reached the limit of my spiritual root qualifications, and I have wasted more than two thousand years in the initial state of Yuanshen.

, and now I have been trapped in the Yuanshen Peak realm for more than five hundred years. If I cannot break into the Distracting God Realm, I will eventually end up dying at the end of my life. I only hope that Elder Shangying can accept me as my leader.

Disciple, pass on that incomparable magical spiritual power!"

"That's all," Xu Che waved his hand, "I won't accept disciples, but if you want, I can pass on this secret to you, but...after you go back

Finally, you need to inform Cen Ziyue Pulse Master that if you forcefully practice this Heart Art, you will most likely not survive until the end of your life."

After saying this, Cen Jing's body trembled slightly, and he said excitedly: "Elder Shangling's kindness of reinvention will never be forgotten by Cen Jing!"

As for Xu Che's reminder, he didn't even listen to half of it.

"Go ahead. In a few days, I will personally draw up a spiritual treasure and send it to you."

Xu Che seemed a little tired, waved his sleeves and spoke.

"Thank you, Elder Shangling!"

Cen Jing stood up, bowed respectfully, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and left the Elder's Palace.

In Cen Jing's mind, it would be extremely difficult for Elder Shangying to agree to this matter. After all, the mysterious spiritual power he cultivates is the foundation of his cultivation. Even if he has the affection for Cen Ziyue, the leader of the third lineage,

In front of me, I'm afraid Elder Shangling won't agree to this easily.

Even before he came here, he was prepared to pay a huge price, but he never expected that Xu Che would agree so easily. Cen Jing attributed the cause of this matter to his close aunt, who was the branch of his family.

The main pulse is above Cen Ziyue.

Elder Xuan Palace.

Xu Che was the only one left in the huge and luxurious palace.

The sleeves and robes were waved lightly, and as the spiritual power circulated, a scroll slowly unfolded in front of him.

It depicts a young man in Taoist robes.

With Xu Che's current level of spiritual power, he could clearly see the facial features of the young man in Taoist robes. Looking at the picture in a daze, Xu Che's mind wandered, and many memories from the past came flooding back.

One thousand seven hundred years seems like a world away.

The Crown Prince of Wuzhou who was in Xu Realm at the beginning is still vaguely like yesterday.

After leaving the realm of Shanshan, Xu Che practiced hard for more than two hundred years alone, reaching the level of the divine elixir. What followed was more than a thousand years of wandering.
Chapter completed!