It can be seen that there must be some contradiction between the Qingsang Tribe and the Thunder Tribe. Otherwise, the old man would not speak in a tone of helplessness and resentment when mentioning the Thunder Tribe.
The old man's face froze, he shook his head and said helplessly: "The Thunder Tribe is the largest tribe nearby and is very powerful. We, the Qingsang Tribe, are attached to it, so we are destined to be bullied... Oh, let's not talk about this anymore, I, Qingsang.
Clan Luochen, I don’t know what to call you?”
Ye Qian smiled, since he was not shying away from anything anyway, and replied calmly: "My name is Ye Qian, and I have met Elder Luo."
"Ye Yingxiong is really young and promising. That bottle of elixir, if I read it correctly, is of great value..." Just after saying this, the old man suddenly saw Ye Qian's expression change, and he immediately knew that he
I said the wrong thing, so I quickly laughed and said, "Well... is Mr. Ye an alchemist?"
Ye Qian nodded gloomily, Damn it, haven't you been so embarrassed in a long time?
"Oh, this is really rare! In Qingyun Mountains, every alchemist is a priceless treasure, and will be treated as an honored guest in any tribe he goes to!" When Old Man Luo said this, he suddenly had the idea to invite Ye Qian to Qingyun.
The San people make elixirs.
Just thinking about it, I am afraid that a person who can give away a bottle of third-grade high-grade elixir is really not something that the Qingsang tribe can afford.
The two of them felt awkward in their own ways for a while, and the conversation could not go on. Fortunately, there was still wine. I have to say that this wine was very suitable to Ye Qian's appetite. Just from the name, you could tell that it was brewed with grain. Ye Qian drank.
After drinking a cup, he thought in his mind that although the black spring that Old Man Luo mentioned was definitely not the black spring that Ye Qian was looking for... However, he did not believe that there would be two streams with the same name in the world.
According to what Old Man Luo said, the black spring flows down from the Thunder God Mountain of the Thunder God Tribe. So, what is the source of this black spring? Is the real black spring actually located on the Thunder God Mountain?
There is no answer to this question, because the Qingsang Tribe is not even qualified to become a subordinate of the Thunder God Tribe. It can only be attached to the Thunder Tribe. It can be seen that if the elders of the Qingsang Tribe go out, they may not be able to do anything.
He doesn't have much status. Ye Qian doesn't think that Old Man Luo is qualified to go to Thunder God Mountain, nor is he qualified to know the secrets of the Thunder God Tribe.
That being said, the Thunder God Tribe is going to make a trip...
Ye Qian is planning to visit the Thunder God Tribe, while old man Luo Chenluo is contemplating whether it is possible to keep Ye Qian in the tribe. Although this guy is an outsider, there has never been such a precedent, but...
Luo Chen knew very well how much power an alchemist like Ye Qian would bring to the development of the tribe.
The thing was difficult, but no matter how difficult it was, Luo Chen still wanted to give it a try. He laughed twice, then suddenly sighed, and his expression became sad, as if there was something unspeakable.
Ye Qian looked at him like this and secretly hated him. Damn it, you just blackmailed me for a bottle of pills... Well, it's not blackmail. It's just a loss for being dumb. It's just that you got so many pills.
, why do you still put on such a stinky face?
"What's wrong, old man, which tribe's girl have you fallen in love with? Why are you worried? Can't you just ask someone to snatch it back?" Ye Qian sneered.
Luo Chen's face suddenly turned red and white, like a colorful jigsaw puzzle pieced back and forth. After finally suppressing his anger, the old man sighed: "I'm worried... something big happened to our Qingsang tribe!"
Ye Qian's heart moved. Of course he knew that something big had happened to the Qingsang tribe. Wasn't that the reason why Taru took people out to search for adventurers?
"Lost the clan artifact? What is it?" Ye Qian asked with a smile.
It was strange. The two parties were clearly not the same person. They were two people who were fighting to the death when they met. When Ye Qian asked such a question, most people would never answer.
But old man Luo Chen sighed with melancholy. Those who didn't know thought that this old man was really in love with his youth. He glanced at Ye Qian and said: "You follow Talu, so you naturally know that our Qingsang tribe
The device is indeed lost..."
"What is this clan artifact? Is it a treasure?" Ye Qian asked with a smile. If there were outsiders present, they would immediately feel that Ye Qian, an outsider adventurer, has a peep at the Qingsang clan's clan artifacts.
In his heart, Old Man Luo would definitely turn against him and draw his sword, and fight to the death in darkness.
But Old Man Luo looked as if he had lost tens of thousands of spirit stones, shook his head and said: "Since it is called a clan artifact, it is naturally a very valuable thing, but when it comes to treasures... I'm sorry, there is nothing valuable about my clan's clan artifacts.
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Ye Qian obviously doesn't believe that if there is nothing valuable, will it be used as a clan weapon by you? Why don't you just find a few pieces of monster dung and use it as a clan weapon?
Looking at Ye Qian's face, Old Man Luo knew what he was thinking, so he snorted and explained: "This clan tool is actually a messenger and a symbol. The Leiming clan is the superior clan of our Qingsang clan, but we
We are still some distance away from them, how to control us? This requires a clan weapon. This clan weapon is placed in the most noble place of our Qingsang tribe. Every day, the clan members need to worship us, and the Thunder clan will use the clan weapon to control us.
When the Qingsang clan issues some tasks or explains some things, these are naturally the responsibilities that our subordinates need to bear."
Only then did Ye Qian understand. After working on it for a long time, this so-called clan artifact was just a communication device? After all, the symbolic meaning was indeed more important. As for the clan artifact itself, it might not be an important treasure.
But Ye Qian is still very uncomfortable in his heart. You wouldn't really use a few pieces of monster excrement as a clan weapon, right? Even if the Thunder Clan means to disgust the Qingsang Clan, when you think about giving orders, you are coming from a piece of monster excrement.
It's coming from feces, so the picture probably isn't very pretty.
This clan weapon is definitely not an ordinary thing, so Ye Qian asked: "What exactly is this clan weapon? After it is lost, will the Thunder clan cause trouble for you?"
Old Man Luo looked like he was mourning his heir... Well, judging from his age, he was indeed mourning his heir...
"Alas... this clan weapon was brought back from the Thunder God Tribe by the Thunder Clan. It is the horn of a monster called the Botian Beast, refined into a magic weapon..."
Ye Qian was immediately shocked when he heard this, and asked hurriedly: "Magic weapon? Is it really a magic weapon?"
"Ahem... The magic weapon is a magic weapon, but the function of this magic weapon, as I have just said, is just to convey messages from the superior clan. It does not have any attack or defense power." Old Man Luo said with a dry cough, and at the same time he said blankly.
Taking a look at Ye Qian, if he hadn't known that Ye Qian was not the one who stole the clan artifact, Old Man Luo would have thought that the clan artifact was on him at this moment. How could he have seen someone who was so concerned about the clan artifact...
Ye Qian immediately lost his mood. He picked up a glass of wine and continued to drink slowly. He just listened to the story. Since it was not a treasure, he had no desire to know more about it. If it was a very strange treasure,
So... hehehe.
"The Thunder Clan doesn't know it yet, but in five days, the monthly tribe announcement will begin. By that time, the Thunder Clan will know that we have lost our clan artifact... Alas, this is definitely our Qingsang
What a disaster to the family!" The old man returned to his mournful look.
But Ye Qian was too lazy to talk to him. In the final analysis, he was just a passerby, and the safety of the Qingsang clan had nothing to do with him. Being able to chat with the old man here for so long was because he wanted to know more about the Qingyun mountains and rivers.
Another thing is that this wine called Wuliang is really good. Damn it, I lost a bottle of elixir in vain, I have to drink it back, right...
Old Man Luo obviously didn't know much about Ye Qian's personality. He shrank for a long time. Seeing that Ye Qian didn't answer, he could only take the initiative to say: "Sir, when I met you, I felt that your bones were strange, your face was precious, and the top of your head was even more vaguely golden.
With his radiant light, he must be an upright hero. He takes exorcism and defense as his own duty, and regards the people of the world as his children. This is really admirable..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Qian felt goosebumps all over his body. He waved his hands quickly and said, "Come on, come on... I'm getting goosebumps just now. I'm not from your Qingsang Clan. You've lost your clan artifacts, so why bother with me?"
Well, I didn’t take any of your clan weapons.”
The old man's face was not red and he was out of breath. He laughed dryly and said: "To be honest, I also know some details about the loss of the clan artifact... However, even if the clan artifact is recovered, it will not avoid the punishment of the superior clan. This does not matter.
, But, if you are weak, you can only be at the mercy of others. If our Qingsang clan is powerful and has more than a dozen king-level warriors sitting in charge, who would dare to steal our clan weapons? Going further, if our Qingsang clan is strong,
If our clan is stronger, with dozens of king-level warriors, and even a third-level king guarding us, then... I'm afraid we will become someone else's superior clan..."
When Ye Qian heard this, he couldn't help but stared dumbfounded. What the hell do you mean by saying so much? You actually started to look forward to the future. Don't say I'm going to hit you. Just your shabby village still has dozens of people.
If you are a king, why should you return to the third level of king? Save the trouble...
Seeing the light of longing in the old man's eyes, his expression was excited, and he didn't know what he was imagining. He quickly interrupted the old man's fantasy, waved his hand to call his soul back, and said with a sullen face: "Well... I'm not
You Qingsang tribe people, why are you telling me this? If you want to be strong, you should quickly go back and train those tribesmen, and let them practice diligently..."
"Alas... practice diligently. Of course my people are diligent, but hard work alone is not enough. We also need resources!" The old man sighed.
Ye Qian asked blankly: "Resources? This thing... you just have to look for it. Adventurers come to Qingyun Mountains and rivers to trade their lives for resources. You can do it too."
"Nonsense, how can we, the aboriginal people of Qingyun Mountains and Rivers, do such a thing!" The old man refused sternly, and then sighed with a grimace: "Oh... if there can be a talented and elegant alchemy master to help us, Qingyun
The San people will definitely be able to develop rapidly and increase their strength!"