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As for Chen Yuanhe, his eyes were in a trance, and he murmured:

"I remembered that Zhengxing did say that he had already named his unborn son Qingyu."

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

"Your father... has he been doing well these years?"

Chen Qingyu opened his mouth and replied:

"Please take care of me. My father has been pardoned by the upper echelons of the family. He is doing well now."

Chen Yuanhe heard the words, nodded and said:

"Right."

"With a son like you, even if it's a big mistake, he 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 he has no time to escape. He was only recently pardoned."

"For so many years, he has never been able to find the opportunity 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, what should have passed has long passed."

"Besides, what happened back then was not your father's fault in the first place, and he couldn't have expected such a situation."

"Those of us who are still alive should not hate each other, but should work together to live well for those who died and rejuvenate the genealogy."

Chen Qingyu nodded silently when he heard the words, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Let's see:

This uncle Chen Yuanhe, as the leader of the pedigree, didn't have any resentment towards his father, on the contrary he was very concerned.

And the rest of the people, most of the attitudes are not too bad, which is good news.

At least it won't be too difficult to make up for the cracks of the year.

"Qingyu, let's sit down and talk."

As Chen Yuanhe said, he motioned for Chen Qingyu to sit down beside him.

"Yes."

Chen Qingyu responded and sat down beside him.

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

Chen Yuanhe looked at the rest of the people, and said:

"We're all a family, why are you so reserved?"

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

"Yes Yes Yes……"

A few middle-aged men responded obediently, and sat down carefully beside them, their buttocks only dared to touch half of them.

It's not their fault either:

Chen Shaojun's prestige is really thunderous and powerful.

Even though they are the elders of each other in name, they still feel quite restrained, walking on thin ice.

On the contrary, those two young men sat down generously and secretly looked at Chen Qingyu with curiosity on their faces.

"Uncle Grandpa."

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

"Do you still have the old wounds on your body?"

He could tell that Chen Yuanhe's legs and feet were weak, and the aura on his body was also very weak, like a candle in the wind.

This is obviously not normal:

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 great abilities, and he was lucky enough to escape the catastrophe.

But even if he is not a powerful person, he is also a majestic Supreme Being at the peak of Tianchong Realm, with a life expectancy of 3000 years.

Calculating according to his age, Chen Yuanhe was at most in his early thousand years old. How could he look like his time is numbered, and even travel with a cane?

"……you guessed right."

Chen Yuanhe was silent for a moment when he heard his words, and then said:

"Back then, I was lucky enough to escape, but I was also affected by the slightest aftermath and was seriously injured."

"Even if the injury is healed, I am still plagued by old diseases, and I can't get rid of it."

Chapter 316 Fa You Yuan Ling, Rescue Uncle Chen Qingyu frowned slightly, and asked:

"Then you haven't asked anyone to see it?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuande shook his head and sighed:

"I have invited many medical experts to see me over the years, but they were all to no avail."

"Many medical masters have asserted that I was entrenched in the wounded area by a trace of great power, constantly devouring my true strength, as well as my essence, energy, and blood."

"They are not high-level, and no matter how sophisticated their methods are, they can't cure such a disease."

"And I have to use up all my true powers, perform meritorious deeds every day, and have external aids, so that I can barely hold on to that trace of great power, but I just drink poison to quench my thirst, and I have become a useless person."

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

As he spoke, he looked at the middle-aged men and said slowly:

"I am not married and have no children under my knees."

"For so many years, if it weren't for these nephews to support him, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago, and he wouldn't be alive now."

The few middle-aged people heard the words and said repeatedly:

"Uncle, you are too serious."

"That's right, everyone is a family and shouldn't be divided like this."

"In these years, we have also relied on your uncle's guidance to overcome many difficulties."

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

"If you are willing, uncle, maybe I can try to heal you."

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

The rest of the people in the hall also cast their eyes on him one after another, feeling a little astonished.

Chen Shaojun has always been famous for his terrifying cultivation talent, as well as his invincible and invincible strength at the same level.

But I didn't expect that he could heal illnesses?

"Qing Yu."

Chen Yuanhe asked:

"Are you really good at healing?"

Chen Qingyu smiled and said humbly:

"I just know a little bit, and I want to give it a try, maybe it can help me."

Chen Yuanhe heard the words, nodded and said:

"That's all right."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, motioning for Chen Qingyu to come forward.

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

Instantly:

[Export Yuanyang] The supernatural power is activated, and the world in front of you changes instantly.

A round of Yuan Yang, the size of a round table, soared out, but it was incomplete and dim, just like the setting sun, already dying.

"Sure enough, it's a trace of great power..."

Chen Qingyu's heart instantly understood.

He could clearly see that the round of incomplete Yuanyang in front of him was being slowly swallowed by strands of black light.

That trace of black light exudes a terrifying aura, wriggling like maggots, making people daunting.

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

"Sure enough, it's the means of those extreme transformation 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 Hole Void Realm, and a very small number of extremely powerful people of the Zhou Tian Realm, can reach the step of "supernatural powers and self-generation of spirituality".

And one of the symbolic means of the power of extreme change is "the law has the original spirit"!

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 transform into false spiritual wisdom, 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 almost continue forever.

"Uncle Chen Yuanhe's great power is probably not even one ten thousandth of the power of the aftermath, so that uncle can persevere for so many years."

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

As he thought about it, his mind moved slightly:

"boom!"

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

In the true aura, there is still a faint trace of thunder. This is the power of the sword soul of the "Nine Prisons Tianxing Sword". Just wait for the specific location of that mighty power to be found, and it can be wiped out in one fell swoop!

"This!"

Chen Yuanhe felt the vast and endless true power, and was shocked immediately, his mind shook violently, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

He had heard a long time ago that Chen Shaojun was the strongest arrogance in all ages, a legend of invincibility at the same level.

But how strong Chen Shaojun is, he is not too clear, he doesn't even have a concept.

But at this moment:

Only when he personally felt the power of this true force, did he finally understand how tyrannical this young master of the Chen family and his grandnephew are!

Even the power of his real gang, which is at the peak of the Tianchong realm, is far inferior to Chen Qingyu's true gang, which is powerful and vast.

Not even a tenth of its strength!

But Chen Qingyu is only in the Realm Realm!

"This is really..."

His heart was full of emotions, and at the same time, there was a trace of longing and expectation.

Maybe, his grandnephew can really perform miracles and eliminate the nightmare that has troubled him for more than 60 years?

Chen Qingyu proposed to treat him. He didn't take chances at first, but now, he really saw a glimmer of hope!

"Huh...huh..."

He felt a little uneasy in his heart, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

After a few breaths:

"found it!"

Chen Qingyu's eyes suddenly froze.

On Chen Yuanhe's right leg, he found that lingering black evil light.

The vast star power belonging to Chen Yuanhe was tightly compressed into a ball, barely restraining the black evil light, but it couldn't prevent itself from being slowly swallowed up.

This is the terrifying power of Fayou Yuanling!