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In the ancient period, the ancient ancestors attached great importance to the surname and could be called sacred.

The surname represents the female ancestors of a tribe, and the clan is the descendant of the descendants, divided according to the place where they live.

At the beginning of the Great Shen Dynasty, most of the feudal princes were surnamed feudal countries, such as Xing Hou, who was surnamed because of the founding of Xingdi.

When Qingyang obtained the surnames that they were satisfied with for these spirit clans, a force in the dark made the relationship between the two sides become closer to a certain extent.

The more than 200 spirit clans, the more they look at Qingyang, the more cordial they become, especially when they are away from Shi Ming, they seem to regard them as Mr. and eldest brother, like a fart.

"Chirp~"

The golden retriever little monkey gnawed a five-grade spirit fruit in his hand, and snorted twice from time to time, dissatisfied with Shi Mingxuan snatching his position, for the benefit of this guy, let it be given to him temporarily.

"Boom~Boom~"

A team of stone spirits and tree spirits who had not yet transformed slowly walked into the valley with huge and heavy steps, carrying a golden drum stone of one zhang in length and one zhang in width.

The white old ape rode a four-winged bird, and landed in the valley in a blink of an eye, and was taken aback when he saw these spirit clans talking and laughing with Qingyang, like old friends who had not seen him for many years.

Turning his head to look at Mr. Qingyu and Mr. Shui Jing, who were still in a daze, he said, "This group of nerds, who have been practicing in the valley all day, when did they become so familiar with the Qing family?"

When it learned what had happened from the two of them, it looked at Qingyang with more and more complicated eyes.

Unconsciously, this kid turned around gorgeously, and from the original embarrassment, he became a good friend of many spirit clans in Spirit Valley today, and was even regarded as a teacher by them.

As one of the four elders of the Spirit Valley, the white old ape can understand the stinky temper of these spirit clans.

As long as they look at the right eye, they will help you no matter what, so that they are not satisfied, who cares if you are an elder of Linggu, lose your temper first.

"There's a white ape!"

Qingyang smiled at the old ape, and then beckoned to the spirit clan, "The White Ape Gong has worked hard to organize the mining of so many golden drum stones, without further ado, let's start now!"

"Mr. Qingyang doesn't need to be in a hurry, isn't it just carving rune formations?

The faces of the Spirit Clan did not have the slightest worry, they were full of confidence, they were born with the Spirit Clan, and they were indeed qualified to be proud.

"Oh, are you sure you don't need me to teach you how to carve runes?"

Qingyang raised his eyebrows, pointed to the sample that had been carved not far away, and chuckled, "In this case, you look carefully, hurry up and carve, you must carve at least two pieces a day!"

More than two hundred spirit clans walked over with confident smiles.

When he saw the extremely ancient and mysterious Jin Ding compilation text clearly, his pupils first shrank, his eyes were slightly stunned, and then he couldn't help frowning, scratching his ears and cheeks, and finally sweating profusely.

I had to apologize to Qingyang: "I didn't expect that I would be lonely and unheard, and become a frog in the well sitting in the well watching the sky, none of these runes have been recognized, and I ask Mr. to give me advice!"

With this lesson, the spirit clans have great respect for Qingyang's guidance, just like a young child who has just entered Mengxue, obedient and obedient, without the slightest dissatisfaction.

The more he listened to Qingyang's introduction, the more the spirit clan looked at him, and at the same time became closer and more respectful.

They are simple-minded, and they will not be despised in their hearts because Qingyang is young, they only respect powerful forces.

What's more, even the most knowledgeable people in Linggu, Mr. Qingyu and Mr. Shui Jing, are also listening honestly.

"Sir~"

This is the final unified name of the Spirit Clan for Qingyang.

It's not the politeness before, but a veritable respect, and I really see him as a teacher.

These spirits, who don't know hundreds of thousands of years, are still very simple in their hearts, full of thirst for knowledge and power, and are hungry to learn new magic knowledge.

Qingyang became more and more appreciative in his heart, and he was not afraid that after the Spirit Clan learned the Golden Ding Compilation Text, he would take revenge in turn.

First of all, the spirit creatures have clear grievances and grievances, and they will never do such a thing, even if the white ape is only polite at this time, and he has already changed his attitude towards himself in his heart.

The most important thing is that the Taichu Dao Sutra gives him the confidence to control this Jinding Compilation Array, only in this way can he ensure that after refining the remnants of the gods and demons, the huge pure aura will benefit himself and the Taichu Dao Sutra.

He explained very carefully, starting with the basic structure of runes at the very beginning, and explained step by step.

The innate spirit creature has excellent qualifications, and the four-grade spirit creature after transformation is even more intelligent, and under his careful explanation, he quickly mastered the most basic Jin Ding compilation.

At this time, he began to carve runes on the golden drum stone and tried this process with his own hands.

Two hundred and twenty spirits, lined up.

According to the different realms of each spirit race, different classes are arranged, and different tasks are arranged.

The more he understood, the more admiration Qingyang felt in his heart.

These spirit clans, at least fourth-grade cultivators, third-grade cultivators, there are more than thirty, and this is only a small part of the proficient formation runes, which shows that the foundation of the spirit valley is strong.

In addition, Mr. Qingyu and Mr. Shuijing, both of whom are second-grade cultivators, and Bai Ape Gong and Granny Hua, as the elders of Linggu, were the pinnacle of the second grade as early as a hundred years ago, but unfortunately they lacked opportunity and have not been able to advance to the first grade.

After assigning each person's task, Qingyang walked in front of the spirit clan, and suddenly his eyebrows furrowed again.

Even if so many spirit clans work together, each golden drum stone is one zhang long and wide, and it needs to be carved with a large number of runes, and only two pieces can be carved in a day.

The Golden Drum Stone needed by the Great Array is 36,578 pieces, and each Spirit Clan carves two pieces a day, and it takes at least more than 80 days, Qingyang can't wait for this long time, and he still wants to return to the sealed soil as soon as possible.

"Mr. Qingyu, does the Spirit Clan need to eat and sleep?"

Qingyang paced to Mr. Qingyu, and said with a worried face, "The gods and demons have strong intentions, in case they sense that we are not good for him, this formation must not be delayed for too long, it is best to rush work day and night!"

"The spirit clan is born with a spirit incarnation, where you need to eat and sleep, as long as you have aura, it is enough!"

Mr. Qingyu said with a firm expression, "Mr. Qingyang, as a guest, still works hard for my Linggu, and as the master of Linggu, how can I not sleep at night!"

"Mr. Qingyang, rest assured, it is enough for us to have aura, and those who are three-grade cultivators will carve a few more pieces, and work day and night, so that they can always speed up!"

The spirit clan was moved by Qingyang's enthusiasm, and after loudly assuring one by one, they immersed themselves in carving pieces of golden drum stones, and countless golden tripod compilations gradually took shape.

"Chirp~"

The little golden monkey followed Qingyang closely, spinning around, very interested in these formation runes, but he got too close, and was almost blinded by the splashing stone dust, chirping and dodging.

This scene was seen by the white old ape, and he couldn't help but say bitterly: "Karma is good at diligence and frolic, this golden ape only knows how to play with outsiders, such a talent is wasted, it's a sin!"

"Ahem~"

Granny Hua coughed lightly twice behind it, and she smiled at the old ape, "You only know how to sigh all day long, why don't you go to Qingyang to talk."

Let him personally persuade the golden ape to learn swords from you, I believe he doesn't want the golden ape to waste this talent, this golden ape regards him as a relative, and he will always be obedient!"

"Huh?"

The old white ape's brow furrowed.

In the past few days, it has been much better for Qingyang's senses, but it is still reluctant to bow its head to beg this young man, perhaps because it feels too embarrassed and a little unable to erase its feelings.

"You old, it's good to save face at this time, I'll go with you!"

Granny Hua was angry and funny, handed a bunch of elixirs in her arms, handed a flower essence, and walked towards Qingyang. (To be continued.) )