I, Nine-star Talent, the Strongest In the World

And Chen Yuanhe, his eyes dazed for a moment, murmured:

"I remember, Zheng Xing did say at the beginning that he had already named his unborn son, Qing Yu."

He raised his head and looked at Chen Qingyu with a complicated tone:

"Your father... how has he been doing all these years?"

Chen Qingyu answered:

"You are concerned, my father has been forgiven by the upper echelons of the family, and he is doing well now."

When Chen Yuanhe heard the words, he nodded and said:

"Right."

"With a son like you, even if it's a big mistake, it can be forgiven."

Chen Qingyu heard the words and said in a low voice:

"My father has been guarding the Taiyin Catacombs all these years and has no time to escape, and he was only recently pardoned."

"Over the years, he has not been able to find the time to go to the Central Capital, visit the elders in person, and apologize to you..."

Chen Yuanhe grabbed his hand, shook his head and said:

"Don't say that."

"It's been so many years, it's long overdue."

"Besides, what happened back then wasn't your father's fault, and he couldn't have expected such a situation."

"Those of us who are still alive should not be hostile to each other, but should try our best to be of one mind, to live well for those who died, and to regenerate the genealogy again."

Hearing this, Chen Qingyu nodded silently, secretly relieved in his heart.

Looking ahead:

This uncle Chen Yuanhe, as the leader of the pedigree, did not have any resentment towards his father, but was very concerned.

And the rest of the people, most of the attitude is not bad, this is good news.

The cracks of the year, at least to make up, will not be too difficult.

"Qing Yu, let's sit down and talk."

Chen Yuanhe said, motioning for Chen Qingyu to sit down.

"Yes."

Chen Qingyu responded and sat down beside him.

"Don't stand stupidly, just sit down."

Chen Yuanhe looked at the others and said:

"It's all a family, why are you so restrained?"

"Could it be that because he is Chen Shaojun, you have to kneel on the ground and listen to the training?"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

A few middle-aged people responded with a few words, and sat down carefully, only daring to touch their butts halfway.

Can't blame them either:

Chen Shaojun's prestige is really like thunder and shocking all directions.

Even though they were nominally the elders of the other party, they were really restrained, like walking on thin ice.

On the contrary, the two young people sat down generously and looked at Chen Qingyu secretly with a curious expression on their faces.

"Grandpa."

Chen Qingyu looked at Chen Yuanhe, leaned on crutches, walked to the main seat and sat down, his expression changed immediately, and he asked:

"You still have the old wounds on your body..."

He could see that Chen Yuanhe's legs and feet were not easy, and the breath on his body was also very weak, like a candle in the wind.

This is clearly abnormal:

He was the youngest of Chen Qingyu's grandfather's generation, and his talent was mediocre, so when the incident happened, he hadn't achieved greatness, and he was lucky to escape.

But even if he is not a powerful person, he is also a dignified Tianchong Realm Peak Supreme, with a life expectancy of three thousand years.

According to his age, Chen Yuanhe was only in his early 1000s at most.

"……you guessed right."

When Chen Yuanhe heard his words, he was silent for a while, and then he said:

"In the past, I was lucky enough to escape, but I was also affected by a trace of aftermath and was seriously injured."

"Even if the injury is healed, I am still afflicted by an old illness, and I will never be able to get rid of it."

Chapter 316 Rescue Uncle Chen Qingyu frowned slightly and asked:

"Then you didn't invite anyone to see it?"

Hearing this, Chen Yuande shook his head and sighed:

"Over the years, I have naturally invited many medical experts to see it, but to no avail."

"Many medical experts have asserted that I was trapped in the wounded place by a trace of great power, constantly embezzling my true astral power, as well as my essence and blood."

"Their realm is not high, no matter how sophisticated the means, they cannot cure such a disease."

"And I have to use up all the real gangs, run my merits every day, and have the help of external things, so that I can barely drag the trace of great power, but I just drink poison to quench my thirst, and I have become a waste person."

"Those medical experts said that unless there is an unparalleled power of the same level who is willing to resolve it for me, my injury is incurable."

As he said that, he looked at the middle-aged people and said slowly:

"I'm not married and have no children."

"For so many years, if it wasn't for these nephews, I'm afraid I would have died long ago, and I wouldn't be alive now."

When the middle-aged people heard the words, they continued:

"Uncle, you are serious."

"Yes, everyone is a family and shouldn't be divided like this."

"Over the years, we have also overcome many difficulties with your uncle's guidance."

Seeing this scene, Chen Qingyu felt a little warm in his heart, and said:

"If you are willing, uncle, maybe I can try to help you treat it."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Yuanhe was immediately moved.

The rest of the people in the hall also turned their attention to him, and they were a little surprised.

Chen Shaojun has always been known all over the world for his terrifying cultivation talent, as well as his invincible and undefeated strength at the same level.

But I didn't expect that he would still heal?

"Qing Yu."

Chen Yuanhe asked in his mouth:

"Do you really know how to heal?"

Chen Qingyu smiled and said humbly:

"I only know a thing or two. I want to give it a try, maybe it can help."

When Chen Yuanhe heard the words, he nodded and said:

"That's impossible."

Saying that, he stretched out his hand and motioned for Chen Qingyu to come forward.

Chen Qingyu stood up, stepped forward quickly, sat down beside him, and put his hand on his wrist.

In an instant:

[Exporting Yuanyang] The magical power was activated, and the world in front of him changed instantly.

A round of Yuanyang, the size of a round table, rose out, but it was incomplete and dim, like a dusky sunset, and it was about to die.

"Sure enough, it is a trace of great power..."

Chen Qingyu's heart instantly understood.

He could clearly see that the round of incomplete Yuan Yang in front of him was slowly being swallowed up by a trace of black light.

The traces of black light exuded a terrifying aura, squirming like maggots, making people daunting.

"Humph! The law has the realm of primordial spirit!"

"Sure enough, it is the means of the extreme change saints of the alien race!"

Chen Qingyu snorted coldly in his heart, and a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes.

Generally speaking, only the great powers of the Void Realm, and the very few supreme powers of the Zhoutian realm, can reach the step of "supernatural powers, spiritual self-generation".

And one of the iconic means of the great power of extreme change is "law has a soul"!

Their supernatural powers have already produced a trace of false primordial spirits. Even if they are separated from the body and have no follow-up power, they can continue to invade the outside world to support and strengthen themselves.

Even, it can be transformed into a false intelligence, know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, bully the weak and fear the hard, as long as there is no external intervention of the same level, it can continue almost forever.

"Uncle Chen Yuanhe has such great power and power, I am afraid that he does not even have one ten thousandth of the power of the aftermath, so that his uncle can persist for so many years."

"But to me, dispelling is nothing..."

His thoughts turned, and his mind immediately moved slightly:

"boom!"

A mighty crape myrtle star poured into Chen Yuanhe's body along his wrist.

In the real gang, there is also a trace of obscure thunder. This is the power of the sword soul of the "Nine Prisons Heavenly Xing Sword". As long as you find out the specific location of that mighty power, you can destroy it in one fell swoop!

"This!"

Chen Yuanhe felt this vast and endless power of true astral, and was immediately shocked, his mind shook violently, and a shocking color appeared in his eyes.

He has long heard that Chen Shaojun is the strongest arrogance of all ages, the myth of the same rank and undefeated.

But how strong Chen Shaojun is, he doesn't quite know, and he doesn't even have a concept.

But at this moment:

When he personally felt this true astral power, he finally understood how tyrannical this young master of the Chen family and his nephew was!

Even his True Astral power at the peak of the Tianchong Realm is far less tyrannical and vast than Chen Qingyu's True Astral.

Not even one-tenth of its strength!

And Chen Qingyu is only in the real astral realm!

"This is really..."

He was filled with emotion, and at the same time, there was a trace of longing and anticipation.

Maybe, his grand-nephew can really create a miracle and eliminate the nightmare that has plagued him for more than 60 years?

Chen Qingyu proposed to treat him. He didn't have any luck, but now, he really saw a glimmer of hope!

"Huh...huh..."

He was a little nervous in his heart, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

After a few breaths:

"found it!"

Chen Qingyu's eyes suddenly froze.

On Chen Yuanhe's right leg, he found that black evil light that could not be entrapped.

The vast star Zhen Gang belonging to Chen Yuanhe was tightly compressed into a ball, barely forcing the black evil light, but it could not prevent itself from being slowly swallowed up.

This is the terrifying power of Fayou Yuanling!