Tian Yuan

Chapter 2171 Abnormal fluctuations

After many explorations, Chen Qingyuan still found nothing.

Somewhere in the starry sky, Chen Qingyuan, dressed in white, frowned slightly and murmured, "Is there really no secret in this place? Are tens of millions of them just because of good luck?"

Being able to live peacefully in the sea of ​​chaos for tens of millions of years, and explaining it simply by luck, is really far-fetched and hard to believe.

"Wait a few more years. If there are really no clues, then forget it. Even if there really is an opportunity hidden in this world, it is not for me."

Chen Qingyuan wandered around many corners of the world and saw the miserable conditions of many human beings. He couldn't bear it and helped them secretly.

Chen Qingyuan will leave when the human race's situation improves.

It will take at least three to five years!

Formulating rules, managing different levels, etc., are all troublesome things that are not so easy to deal with.

Anyway, these trivial matters are not Chen Qingyuan's concern, so there is no need to worry.

The news that Chen Qingyuan was a human spread and caused an uproar.

Countless people were terrified, as if they had already seen the tragic scene of their own family members falling into the endless abyss.

Some ethnic groups have arranged the people in their jurisdiction together and treated them well. They no longer allow any abuse to occur and violators will be severely punished.

They want to make up for their past mistakes in this way.

No matter whether it helps or not, just do it first.

At least it's better than waiting to die. Maybe you can get a chance to survive.

With the strategy proposed by Song Mang, a huge storm that can change this world begins.

Most of the top fighters from each major ethnic group died, and the remaining people huddled in the corners and dared not show up.

Therefore, the rise of the human race is inevitable and unstoppable.

"The young master's prestige is too great. Not only did the powerful people from various tribes not interfere, they even assisted him with all their strength, only asking for leniency."

In just half a year, the human race has shown signs of prosperity.

Song Mang coordinated the overall situation without stopping for a single day.

He proposed a management method, which was implemented by the human leader Yue Song.

There is a clear division of labor and they get along well.

Hundreds of millions of human beings are no longer imprisoned in dark cages. They have taken off their shackles and escaped from their status as slaves.

"We are still alive."

When countless humans saw the warm sun, it felt like a dream. They couldn't believe it and cried with joy.

Songmang divided and managed the human race to ensure that internal conflicts were minimized.

There are corresponding solutions for all aspects of life, such as food, clothing, housing and transportation.

While giving new orders, Song Mang was also perfecting the details that had not been considered before.

Initially, the human race's leaders were afraid of Chen Qingyuan and therefore did not dare to disrespect Song Mang. Later, they were impressed by Song Mang's abilities and showed deep respect for him.

"This proposal is not acceptable. Revise it!"

"Mortals and monks should be managed separately. Each region should have reasonable laws and regulations and a governance team..."

"The managers recommended must have both ability and character."

"The human race has a lot of work to do, and we cannot afford to make mistakes at any stage. Anyone who dares to embezzle resources, deceive their subordinates, or deceive their superiors will be killed without mercy!"

Inside the meeting hall, Song Mang was handling trivial matters in various places and spoke sternly to the senior executives in front of him.

......

A dead star, desolate.

On the top of a barren mountain on the surface of the stars, two people sat opposite each other, drinking tea, playing chess, and chatting leisurely.

"I'm afraid we're overthinking it."

Chu Mo was wearing a brocade robe with splashes of ink, and held a black piece between his fingers. With a crisp "da" sound, it fell on the chessboard.

"Maybe!"

Chen Qingyuan no longer had any hope.

The two of them worked together to explore, but they found nothing in this small world. The possibility of an opportunity here was extremely small.

The two played chess, competing with each other using the power of their spirits and souls.

Chu Mo asked, "How long will you stay?"

Chen Qingyuan replied with an indifferent expression, "Ten years at the longest, five years at the shortest."

In ten years at most, the human race in this place should be able to get back on track, get rid of the mark of slavery, and live a relatively stable life.

Chu Mo nodded and said, "Yes."

But ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

In this way, the two stayed in this place, playing chess and discussing philosophy, and both gained something.

The two sides had an in-depth discussion on their understanding of the Tao, and time passed quickly.

Three years passed in a flash, and this dead star became different.

As a result of the two people's discussion, dense and numerous supreme Dao patterns condensed on the surface of the Death Star, covering it with a layer of mysterious veil. If ordinary people saw it, it would be like looking into the abyss.

Those who come here with good understanding may get a great opportunity to change their own destiny.

On this day, Chen Qingyuan and Chu Mo were still sitting on the top of the barren mountain, drinking tea and playing chess.

It was Chen Qingyuan's turn to make a move. He grabbed a chess piece and was about to place it on the chessboard when his heart suddenly trembled. His fingers paused and the chess piece hovered in the air without falling.

"what!"

Immediately, a strange color flashed in Chen Qingyuan's deep eyes. He turned his head and looked in one direction with a solemn expression.

Chu Mo, who was sitting opposite, clearly saw the change in Chen Qingyuan's expression.

Just as Chu Mo was about to ask the reason, he also noticed an unusual fluctuation. Suddenly, Chu Mo's face became stern, and a faint light rippled in his eyes, and his emotions fluctuated greatly.

After searching many times, I found no clues. Today, this realm suddenly experienced an unusual fluctuation in the laws. Is this a coincidence?

After a few breaths, Chen Qingyuan and Chu Mo looked at each other tacitly, and everything was said without words.

Whether it is an opportunity or a danger, you will know it once you go over.

With their abilities, there is no need to worry about safety issues, unless a terrifying ancient emperor descends upon this world, or there is the supreme judgment of the forbidden avenue.

whoosh-

The two left the place, leaving the table, chairs and chessboard behind.

A few years later, if someone could climb to the top of the mountain and see this undecided endgame, perhaps they could find the way to success from it.

After the two left, a strong wind blew up, carrying countless sand and dust, covering half of the sky and blurring the vision.

This barren mountain was contaminated by the aura of two supreme beings, and gradually condensed into a layer of mist, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, completely different from before.

After years of sedimentation, the barren mountains may give birth to unique spiritual intelligence.

The process of cultivating spiritual intelligence may take ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years, or even longer.

Whether it will succeed or not is still an unknown.

Chen Qingyuan and Chu Mo determined the specific location of the strange rules, walked side by side, and hurried towards it.

Not long after, the two arrived at their destination.

Just a touch of spiritual consciousness is enough to know the general situation of this place.

This is the territory of the Guteng Clan, and it is very prosperous compared to other places.

The Guteng Clan, one of the seven upper clans, occupies many resource and spiritual veins, and has no less than one hundred vassal clans.