"You just need to remember that the leader of our Qingyun Sect is Old Immortal Qingyun!"
Old Immortal Qingyun?
The beggars looked at each other.
This is a number one figure that I have never heard of at all.
"Um, Master Patriarch, who is this old immortal Qingyun?"
Still reluctant to speak.
Rabbit suddenly showed an incomprehensible expression.
"Old Immortal Qingyun has boundless magical power. Even I can only bow my head in front of Old Immortal Qingyun."
"You remember, you must spread the reputation of Old Immortal Qingyun, so that you can receive endless blessings."
After saying that, the rabbit turned and flew away.
The beggars with big eyes and small eyes were left all over the place.
Goubuli stood up suddenly, with a look of loyalty and awe on his face.
"From today on, no matter what happens, I will be the most devout disciple of Old Immortal Qingyun!"
"Old Immortal Qingyun, his magic power is boundless! His magical powers are vast! The best in ancient and modern times!"
"Everyone, follow me and spread the fame of Old Immortal Qingyun!"
"Read along with me!"
"Old Immortal Qingyun, his magic power is boundless..."
For a while, slogans kept coming from the mountain.
The beggars were reluctant at first.
I feel it is very embarrassing to shout such slogans.
After all, they were once members of the Beggar Clan, and now they were forced to join this so-called Qingyun Sect.
He also had to work like a coolie to build the sect.
After reluctantly shouting twice, the beggars were surprised to find out.
Their respective cultivation levels seemed to have grown a bit.
"My cultivation seems to have increased!"
"Me too!"
"Does it mean that shouting this slogan can increase your cultivation?"
"How is this possible?"
...
The beggars were very shocked.
But I can't believe it.
Goubuli's face was full of surprise, and his cultivation level had also increased.
"Everyone shout after me again!"
He quickly called on everyone to continue shouting slogans.
"Old Immortal Qingyun, his magic power is boundless..."
He shouted the slogan three more times.
The beggars were shocked to find that their cultivation was indeed increasing.
Although very slowly.
But it was already faster than their step-by-step practice.
What's more, this is just sloganeering.
There is no need for them to do anything more.
Just shouting slogans can improve your cultivation?
This is simply unimaginable.
But it happened to them.
The beggars were extremely happy.
At first, they were very resistant to shouting such shameful slogans.
but now.
Each one of them shouted slogans from the bottom of their hearts.
I wish I could even shout twice while sleeping and dreaming.
joke.
Just shouting slogans can improve your cultivation. How can there be such a good thing in this world?
Now that such a good thing has happened to them, they naturally want to seize this opportunity one by one.
Even Song Youliang and the other three bag elders have completely given up their status as elders of the Beggar Clan.
Together with the other Beggar Clan disciples, they were all shouting with great enthusiasm.
From this moment on, the name of Old Immortal Qingyun gradually became louder in the Southern Wilderness.
The establishment of Qingyun Sect is also proceeding in an orderly manner.
But a certain person who is the leader of Qingyun Sect has no idea about all this.
The real old immortal Qingyun is standing by the pond in his backyard.
He looked at the pond with a puzzled face.
"There really aren't any fish."
Ye Qingyun looked at the pond and felt very strange.
Ever since I put the fry into the pond, I have been expecting a school of fish to appear.
It's a pity it's been so long.
Forget about the schools of fish.
I haven't seen even a small fish.
Ye Qingyun was a little doubtful, was there something wrong with the water in his pond?
So after the fry went in, they couldn't survive and they all died inside?
There were no fish in the pond, and Ye Qingyun had no place to go fishing if he wanted to.
There are no other pools on Fuyun Mountain.
If you really want to fish, you have to go to a lake more than 20 miles away.
It's too strenuous.
Ye Qingyun went directly to get a water pump and drained the water from the pond.
Then get a new water source in.
But there really is no such condition.
"If you can't raise fish, how about I raise some Mr. Wang?"
Ye Qingyun said to himself.
From the basin behind him, he took out a big king.
This king looks to be old and fat.
Ye Qingyun chuckled and threw the king directly into the pond.
The king turned over in the pool, and then began to swim leisurely.
"Such a great king can't die too, right?"
Ye Qingyun turned and left.
Wang was still swimming on the water, looking very leisurely and lazy.
And under the pond.
The real dragons all opened their eyes.
"Brother, there is a king up there!"
"His grandma's, this is our brother's territory, what's going on with this king?"
"Yes, capture this king and let's crush him to death!"
...
Several real dragons were chattering and discussing how to kill this king.
The king, who was swimming leisurely, suddenly retracted his limbs and head into his own king shell.
There is murderous intent!
And it's very rich.
Wang was timid, and when he felt the murderous aura, he immediately shrank himself up.
"Haven't you noticed yet?"
As the boss, Long Yi finally spoke.
As soon as it opened its mouth, the other real dragon brothers were all stunned.
"Boss, what did you find?"
The dragon raised his head and looked at the king still floating on the water.
"This is no ordinary king. It should have a trace of Xuanwu blood in it."
As soon as these words came out, all the True Dragon brothers were shocked.
"What? Xuanwu bloodline?"
"No? It looks like an ordinary king."
"Can this king still turn into Xuanwu?"
...
Long Yi sighed.
"Have you forgotten what the master can do?"
Hearing this, the real dragon brothers all fell silent.
Several of their brothers were also transformed into dragons from carps.
They are just carp themselves, but it is because they have a very weak trace of true dragon blood.
He suddenly transformed into a real dragon in this pond.
Or nine brothers transformed into dragons together.
And this king with a trace of Xuanwu blood came to this pond.
Give it time.
I'm afraid he will become a real Xuanwu!
Therefore, even if they are dissatisfied, they cannot take action against this king.
Otherwise, the master Ye Qingyun will be offended.
"Brother, I have a question."
Now the youngest Long Qi in the pond suddenly spoke.
Ever since Long Lao went to the Tianwu Dynasty Palace to take charge, Long Qi has naturally become the bottom of the food chain and is often bullied by his elder brothers.
"What's your problem?"
Long Yi squinted at Long Qi.
Long Qi stretched out his dragon claw and pointed at the king above.
"If this guy really becomes Xuanwu, wouldn't our pool become even more crowded?"
As soon as these words came out, several other real dragons were also stunned.