Bei Tianli's body already has its owner, and no one can compete with him to be the leader.
But the slightly inferior male corpse from the ancient tomb can still compete in the eyes of many ancestor-level powerhouses in the Jiangchen sect.
The three ancestors of the Qiming Mountain line who are at the eighth level of the Dao Peeping Realm will naturally not compete with their master, Quan Qiming, but the other ancestors of the leader's lineage and the Huofengshan lineage may not look at Quan Qiming's face.
After all, Quan Qiming has no use for this corpse. It is just used to train his descendants.
The night is long and the dream is many, it is better to get it from Ye Qian as soon as possible.
Under the leadership of Cao Yifan, a group of more than ten people from Qimingshan walked towards Ye Qianxin's mansion.
Bringing more people was not because Cao Yifan wanted to show off, but he just brought a lot of gifts to Ye Qian and let the servants take them directly.
Of course he can also put the gift into a storage ring, but how can it be so beautiful and respectable?
With his hand out to avoid hitting the smiling man, and with his master unable to remove his purple robe, Cao Yifan just wanted to use this slightly exaggerated method to reduce the hostility of Ye Qian, an ancestor-level powerhouse he had never met before.
After all, the purpose of his going was really annoying.
Seeing this group of people, the general disciples in Wugou City moved to both sides.
Only a man with a haggard face saw Zeng Ruomeng behind Cao Yifan. His haggard face glowed with a trace of red. He rushed to Zeng Ruomeng a few steps away with joy, knelt down and begged: "Master Zeng."
, please let my son go, please!"
"What's going on?" Cao Yifan and his group suddenly stopped. He frowned and asked Cao Yifan behind him.
"I took a fancy to his son, seriously injured him, and brought him back. I don't know where he got the news from, and chased him to the mountain gate. I originally wanted to find a time to refine him into a zombie, but I didn't expect him to come out and jump.
Hey, it’s really not a pity to die!”
Zeng Ruomeng's brows furrowed, and when he answered via voice, the eyes he looked at the haggard man were full of murderous intent. In broad daylight, he still wanted to save face.
"..." Cao Yifan instantly understood that this man's son was probably very talented and cultivated, and his junior brother wanted to refine him into a zombie to increase his combat power.
"Master Zeng, I beg you to be merciful. If you show your noble hand, I can give you one life for another..." The haggard man kowtowed violently and begged with tears in his eyes.
"I don't know what you are talking about. I don't know your son. Get out of here!" Zeng Ruomeng sneered, kicked the haggard man to the side of the road, and said to Cao Yifan in shame: "Brother, I'm sorry, I'll give you some trouble."
Trouble!"
"Let's go!" Cao Yifan has experienced this kind of thing a lot. Now that the sect has let this man in, it is basically impossible to get out alive. If he fails to save his son, he will not be too many to take his own life.
He himself often does this kind of thing.
"Master Zeng..." The haggard man turned over and crawled towards Zeng Ruomeng again.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" A sword light flashed in Zeng Ruomeng's hand, the haggard man's head fell to the ground, and a stream of blood rose into the sky.
What a pity! A trace of regret flashed in Zeng Ruomeng's eyes. The father and son zombies were full of resentment, so they were good materials. Living sacrifices were the best, and the effect would be greatly reduced if they died, but there was no time to argue with him now.
Liu Neng next to him saw this and shuddered, with a trace of sadness and fear flashing in his eyes.
Some disciples in the sect are really unscrupulous.
"Pack it up!" Cao Yifan was used to it and didn't say much, and rushed towards Ye Qian's new home.
"Yes!" Upon hearing this, Zeng Ruomeng poured out spiritual power in his hands, directly put the haggard man's body into a storage ring specially designed to store corpses, and followed Cao Yifan.
After the group of people walked far away, the crowds on both sides of the road began to chatter.
"You're so naive, you don't even know where this place is!"
"It's a pity. I bet on the black market that he can live for fifteen days. Our young master Zeng is famously chronic!"
"You're pretty good. I heard that some people bet on how long that man named Ye Qian can live. That's a big bet!"
"It's really brave to bet on the life of an ancestor at the eighth level of the Dao Realm. The black market is really brave. Do you know who is running the bank? Is it reliable?"
"So what about our ancestors? We are not outsiders yet. How many outsiders in our Wugou City have been able to escape alive in these years?"
"This one is different. He has a close relationship with both the Supreme Elder Yan Cuichan and Bai Qingchen and Huo Tianshuang..."
"Hey, I don't know if I really like it or if I want to become a zombie..."
Cao Yifan and Zeng Ruomeng ignored the murmurs on the street. In Wugou City, there were very few people killing people on the street. Those who were killed were usually outsiders. Disciples of our sect were strictly prohibited from killing each other in public.
The Jiangchen sect is an evil sect that mainly focuses on corpse refining. His master is the ancestor of the eighth level of the Peeping Dao Realm. His master is a strong man at the peak level of the ninth level of the Peeping Dao Realm. He is one step away from reaching the Dao Realm. He does not say he can do whatever he wants, but at least he does things.
It's okay to be unscrupulous.
The only people who can steal some of the limelight from them are the direct descendants from Huofengshan or Jiangchenmen.
Unfortunately, the three families have a tacit understanding and rarely have direct conflicts.
This kind of thing can't even make Cao Yifan feel a little flustered in his heart and turn around and forget about it.
Soon, Cao Yifan and his party arrived at Qingyu Lake Twelve Villas.
That is, in front of the mansion that was given to Ye Qian by Huo Qingzhou, the head of the Chen Sect.
"Tsk, tsk, what a great place!" Cao Yifan looked around. In front of him was a green door surrounded by exotic flowers and plants. It didn't have the usual dilapidated feeling. Instead, the flowers and plants complemented the door wall, giving it a unique flavor.
"The Sixth Village, also known as Huamuzhuang, has three views, six gardens and twelve entrances. I have heard of it since I was a child. Unfortunately, it is under the name of Huofeng Mountain. I have never seen it before. This time, thanks to Ye Qian's luck, I can have a glimpse of it.
The truth behind it!"
There was unspeakable envy in Cao Yifan's tone.
"It's just some external things, senior brother, why bother!" Zeng Ruomeng shook his head disapprovingly. He didn't think there was anything good about a mansion. The spiritual energy was not as dense as that from Qiming Mountain. The luxury was definitely beyond that, but it was all about cultivation.
Well, these luxuries are of no use.
"It's different, it's very different!" Cao Yifan smiled and didn't tell the difference anymore. He walked to the gate of the mansion, faced the concierge who was already at the door, and said with a smile: "Three generations of disciples of Patriarch Qiming of Qiming Mountain,
Cao Yifan, Zeng Ruomeng, and your friend Liu Neng are here to pay homage to Senior Ye, please let me know!"
"Sir, please wait a moment!" The concierge was an old man from Wugou City. How could he not know the name of Qiming Mountain? He quickly put on a smile and asked someone to pass on the message, but he was muttering in his heart that this Sixth Village is the master of the village.
It’s a bit strange that the industry of the Gatekeeper Chenshan family was first arrived from Qimingshan!
…
"The third generation disciples of Qiming Mountain, Cao Yifan and Zeng Ruomeng, are you still bringing Liu Neng with you?"
When Ye Qian heard the servant's report in the backyard, he was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.
Qiming Mountain is really interesting!
He actually knew to bring Liu Neng here, but I don't know if Liu Neng knew that it was Qimingshan who sold Liu Susu to the Houqing clan.
Let’s see what Qimingshan wants to do!
Ye Qian did not refuse, but instead opened the middle door and greeted them personally.
The moment he saw Ye Qian, Cao Yifan's heart trembled. Ye Qian's aura was quite restrained. Except for his cultivation at the late eighth level of the Dao Realm, which was undoubtedly revealed, there was nothing special about him. It is said that he was a master at the peak of the eighth level of the Dao Realm.
His aura was far different, but he had an inexplicable feeling that Ye Qian was more dangerous than his master.
"I've met Mr. Ye!" Cao Yifan said with a respectful look on his face and raised his hands to say hello.
He actually didn't know what to call Ye Qian.
Let’s talk about senior, birth status, uncle, he is not willing to give in, talk about senior brother, he really doesn’t have the face.
You must know that there is a generation gap between him and Bai Qingchen.
"I've met Mr. Ye!" Zeng Ruomeng also stepped forward to greet him.
"Mr. Ye..." Liu Neng said with an embarrassed smile. He wanted to use the previous title, but Cao Yifan and Zeng Ruomeng had higher status in the sect than him. They both addressed him as Mr. Ye, so naturally he only
Can be used accordingly.
"Let's talk inside!" Ye Qian glanced at Liu Neng thoughtfully. He could see that Liu Neng was not willing to bring people to the door, and he was even more curious about why Qiming Mountain sent people here.
The group of people arrived at a courtyard where guests were entertained. Ye Qian took charge, Cao Yifan and Zeng Ruomeng sat on the left, and Liu Neng was on the right.
"We were ordered by our master and ancestor to do business with Mr. Ye. Because we know that the sect's corpse exterminator, Deacon Liu, is familiar with Mr. Ye, so we asked him to build a bridge. Please don't blame me!"
Cao Yifan first described the scene. He had looked at Ye Qian several times along the way. Although he knew that Ye Qian was young, it was still difficult to accept it when he saw the person. Although he looked young, he was actually sixty-eight years old.
, but it is just a glimpse of the seventh-level cultivation of the Tao Realm, but he is still considered a genius among the generals.
This Ye Qian is just a monster in terms of cultivation.
"It's okay, Liu Neng and I are friends. Since he is with us, if you two have any needs, just ask, Ye can do it, no problem!" Ye Qian picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and said calmly.
.
These words gave Liu Neng face and left him room. If he couldn't do it, there was nothing he could do.
"I heard that Mr. Ye was in the ancient tomb, assisting the Supreme Elder Yan Cuicuan to kill Houqingmen Beitiankai. The master was very happy and was willing to give Mr. Ye a ninth-grade sky-freezing elixir to drink, which can be regarded as a fellow general.
Door, my thoughts from Qimingshan!"
After Cao Yifan finished speaking solemnly, a servant outside the door held a jade bottle and presented it to Ye Qian.
"The Ninth-grade Heavenly Fossilized elixir is a special elixir of my Jiangchen sect. Even seniors at the ninth level of the Peeping Dao Realm can use it to improve their cultivation. Please don't dislike it, Mr. Ye!" Cao Yifan said, with a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes.
fiery.
The effect of this ninth-grade Heavenly Fossilizing elixir is quite impressive. Given Ye Qian's cultivation level in the late eighth level of the Peeping Dao Realm, under normal circumstances, about three or four pills would be enough to reach the peak of the eighth level of the Peeping Dao Realm, saving hundreds of years of hard work.
It can be said that Qiming Mountain has spent a lot of money to befriend Ye Qian.
"Then Ye deserves it!" Ye Qian smiled and put the elixir into the storage ring. He was a bastard and didn't want to take advantage of it. He really didn't expect that Jiangchenmen would have such good things.
Ninth-grade elixir, tsk-tsk. Although Ye Qian is already a ninth-grade alchemy master, he has more ninth-grade elixir recipes for improving his cultivation than he can count on one hand. I don’t know how effective this sky-freezing elixir is, general.
How much inventory does the door have…
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