Qingcheng Mountain!

In the Purple Smoke Palace, the elders led by Han Bingyin looked forward to the mountain pass with solemn expressions, waiting for the Ming Lord of Qingcheng Mountain.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Han Bingyin put a canopy in his hand and exclaimed in surprise.

In the mountains, the young man wore a green shirt and came slowly with his hands in his hands.

But seeing that his face was like a crown of jade, his body was like a crane, and he was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without any emotion.

When he got closer, Han Bingyin took three steps and two steps, greeted him, and respectfully bowed: "Welcome to Qin Hou, Fa Qingcheng!" ”

"Old Han, don't be in the army, you look better than before."

Qin Yi smiled slightly, and under the greeting of everyone, he walked into the Purple Smoke Palace.

"Master Hou, in the last army, the old man was taught by Lord Hou, returned to Qingcheng to reflect deeply, and cultivated his mind every day, can this complexion be bad."

Han Bingyin said with a smile.

Last time at the Daqin base, he was beaten by Qin Yi by relying on the old and selling the old, and finally left the army and returned to Qingcheng Mountain.

Because Miao Qian controlled Qingcheng up and down, Han Bingyin simply retreated and cultivated, not asking about world affairs, but also happy and idle.

Now that the Miao thief is ambushed, Qingcheng invited him out of the mountain, specially to welcome Qin Yi, a snow scene.

"Looks like you've got it all right!"

Qin Yi looked around at the Qingcheng Mountain Taoist Temple, a famous mountain and a grand view, hidden in the green mountains and green waters, the ancient music is full of bells, and the aura is sufficient, it is indeed a treasure of feng shui.

"Master Hou, please take a seat."

After Han Bingyin introduced Qin Yi to the elders of Qingcheng one by one, he wanted to let Qin Yi go to the throne of the head of the family.

"What does that mean?"

Qin Yi's brows sank, and he asked puzzled.

"Master Hou, my Qingcheng Mountain has had a good reputation for hundreds of years, but the inaction of the heads of recent generations has produced scum like Miao Qian. The reputation of Qingcheng Mountain was ruined, and I couldn't raise my head in the martial arts world, so my generation had the heart to work hard to revive the foundation of the ancestral master, and asked the Hou Ye to give me a chance. ”

Han Bingyin felt in his heart, his heart was like a knife, and he cried and worshipped.

"Do you want me to be the head of the Qingcheng faction?"

Qin Yi understood, no wonder he put on such a big formation.

"Exactly, I beg the Hou Ye to have mercy on my Qingcheng Gate and revive the Taoism!"

Han Bingyin burst into tears and bowed to the ground.

"I beg the Hou Ye to have mercy on my Qingcheng and revive the world!"

All the elders and disciples bowed in unison.

Qin Yi rubbed his chin and pondered.

The Qingcheng faction is indeed a mess now, and it has a very bad reputation in the martial arts world, far inferior to Wudang, and even inferior to the small Hengshan!

But Qingcheng Pai won the victory, this is an old brand, and it still has great influence in the Xichuan martial arts world.

If Qin Yi wants to deal with the Yan family, it is not enough to start from the three parties of politics, business and military!

The martial arts world must be grasped in hand!

Even the martial arts world is a very important part, because in the final analysis, the status of the martial arts world is higher than that of the world, and Yan Jiutian of the Yan family is the Chinese martial god, which is a monumental existence in the martial arts world, with a call for divine power, and in the northern martial arts world, it is even more responsive.

If Qin Yi couldn't control the martial arts realm, even if he defeated the Yan family in the three parties, Yan Jiutian would be able to use the strength of the martial arts realm at any time to resurrect and turn things around.

Therefore, if you want to defeat the Yan family, you must start from the overall situation.

And the Qingcheng faction is an important chess piece for Qin Yi to control the Xichuan martial arts world!

This boss has to do!

Not only that, but he also wants to be the leader of the martial arts world!

"Okay, I promise you!"

Qin Yi flicked his robe and sat upright on the throne of the head, proud of everyone in Qingcheng.

"Great, Master Zu, my Qingcheng faction is saved!"

Han Bingyin raised his hand to the sky and was overjoyed.

Qin Yi is definitely a rare talent in the past thousand years, and Han Bingyin knows better than anyone that Qin Yi's status in Jiangdong is high, he is the head of the Qingcheng faction, even if it is a false position, after that, the martial arts world is afraid and does not dare to underestimate Qingcheng.

"Meet the Boss!"

"Head, this is the Great Seal of the Qingcheng Sect!"

An elder holds a gilded plate with an ancient seal.

In the cheers of the disciples of the Qingcheng faction, Qin Yi officially took over as the head of the Qingcheng faction!

Due to the rush of time, Qin Yi went straight to the Huangquan grassland!

"Phew!"

"The master, Huangquan grass, can't be easily moved, unearthed will die, and it will be transferred in a large area, but I'm afraid it will be very difficult."

"Moreover, this land is the Y land that Qingcheng has nurtured for thousands of years, and there is only one place in the world!"

"Nether horses are very particular about feeding, and it will be difficult for horses to survive if they are a little worse, so please think twice."

The three horses were galloping on the grassland, and one of them reined in his horse, pointed to the green yellow spring grass all over the mountains, and said loudly.

The fifth elder of the Qingcheng faction was named Zhao Hu, and he was between forty years old.

His cultivation is not high, but he is proficient in classical and partial techniques, and he is one of the people in charge of the Huangquan Grassland.

"It's okay!"

"There is no Y land, I can build a big array!"

"As for the yellow spring grass, I will personally take it away and cultivate it with grass seeds, and within a month, it will definitely take shape."

Qin Yi's wrist trembled, and a yellow spring grass flew into his palm, and he took out a jade bottle from his arms and put it up.

As soon as the yellow spring grass entered the jade bottle, the original fluorescence was even better, and at the speed visible to the R eye, a string of grass seeds similar to ears of wheat was produced!

"Zhao Hu, what you said is not a problem for me!"

Qin Yi smiled faintly and handed the jade bottle to Zhao Hu.

"Huh?"

Zhao Hu took the jade bottle, but felt that the bottle was cold and piercing, and an abundant Y Yuan Qi rose up.

"This water aura is so strong, it is several times purer than the Y qi of Qingcheng Mountain!"

Zhao Hu looked at Qin Yi, and while he was overjoyed, he was even more in awe.

What seemed impossible to him seemed to be nothing to worry about in the eyes of the new leader.

How did he know that Qin Yi was one of the three major alchemists of the two realms of heaven and earth, and he had cultivated six-grade elixirs.

Huangquan grass is everywhere in hell, and the survival conditions are not harsh!

The water in the jade bottle is just very simple jade stream water!

Yuxi itself is full of spiritual energy, even Huangquan shellfish can survive, and planting Huangquan grass is not an easy matter?

"Huzi, I'm not wrong, the supernatural powers of the head are not what you and I can imagine."

"In this world, there is nothing that Qin Hou can't do!"

Han Bingyin stroked his beard and sighed.

"Zhao Hu, are you confident at this time?"

Qin Yi asked with a smile.

"Master, with such a spiritual water treasure, Zhao has made a military order, within a year, at least a thousand nether horses can be domesticated!"

Zhao Hu no longer had any worries, patted his chest and said proudly.

"Well, if I can have a thousand horses a year, you will be my number one hero."

Qin Yi laughed heartily.

It is by no means easy to domesticate war horses, let alone ghost horses, even ordinary war horses can produce a thousand a year, which is also very remarkable.

Especially nowadays, there are even fewer people who can train horses, and Zhao Hu is definitely a rare talent.

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