Fantasy: The Strongest Sect In The Heavens

"Sect Master Qin, the city lord sent a young man over this time. Apart from giving gifts, he has something more important to inform Sect Master Qin." The housekeeper said.

"What's the matter?" Qin Ye nodded slightly, noncommittal.

"Qingfeng City will hold a Zongmen Ranking Contest in seven days, and the city lord specially asked a young person to notify Sect Master Qin to participate." The steward said.

In the Zongmen Ranking Contest, Qin Ye naturally knew that in the last Zongmen Ranking Contest, the Qingfeng Sect was at the bottom, and was kicked out by the six major sects.

Calculating the time, there are still two years before it will be held. How can it be brought forward?

"Did the city lord say the reason for the early holding?" Qin Ye asked.

"The city lord didn't say anything, but this is a warrant handed down by the Marquis of Yangling, and the city lord can only obey." The steward replied.

Qin Ye nodded slightly. He had heard of the Marquis of Yangling. He was a well-known general in the Great Qin Dynasty.

As for the reason why the Marquis of Yangling passed down the Marquis order, it is not important to Qin Ye, as long as he does not provoke him, if he dares to provoke him, he will teach him how to behave, even the powerful Marquis no.

The Zongmen Ranking Contest is for young disciples under the age of 30 to participate. The City Lord's Mansion and the participating Zongmen will set generous rewards. This may be a good experience for other Zongmen, but not for Qingfengzong.

Qin Ye didn't like that reward at all.

Therefore, Qin Ye directly refused: "I understand, please trouble the butler to make this trip, I will not participate in Qingfengzong..."

When Qin Ye said this, a system prompt sounded suddenly.

"Ding, the new mission is activated, please lead the disciples in the sect to participate in the sect ranking competition and win the first place. The mission rewards ten blind boxes."

Qin Ye's body trembled suddenly, ten blind boxes will surely draw good things, isn't it the Zongmen Ranking Competition? It's hard to get the first place.

He wants the first place in this sect ranking competition.

It doesn't matter who comes.

"Sect Master Qin, you haven't finished what you just said, please continue."

The housekeeper said respectfully.

"What I'm talking about is that I, the Qingfeng Sect, will definitely go to the Zongmen Ranking Contest, and I will take the first place." Qin Ye came back to his senses and changed his words.

Butler: "(⊙﹏⊙)"

You just didn't seem to say that.

"The little ones wish the Qingfeng Sect every success, and all wishes come true.

up. "The housekeeper congratulated, but he was somewhat disapproving.

Although Qin Ye is an innate strong man, the outside world has long since inquired about the situation of Qingfengzong. There are only a few people in the entire Qingfeng Sect, and there is only one disciple, who has just been recruited, that is, the famous waste material Wanchen.

Even if Qingfengzong had the means to make Wanchen practice, it would only take a few days. At most, Wanchen could break through to the second level of body training. With such strength, he might be eliminated in the first round.

"Thank you for your kind words. You are rewarded with this elixir." Qin Ye flicked his fingers, and a fragrant elixir fell into the butler's hand.

The butler took a closer look and recognized that it was a top-quality training pill. His expression was startled. Such a top-quality training pill could be given away as a gift. Compared with these gifts from the city lord's mansion, the gifts from the city lord's mansion seemed a bit stingy child.

Afterwards, the butler was pleasantly surprised. This top-grade body training pill was very valuable and would be of great help to his cultivation.

"Thank you, Sect Master Qin, for the reward." The housekeeper thanked excitedly.

"A elixir, it's nothing." Qin Ye said very pretendingly, and the aura of the boss radiated from the inside out.

The steward is speechless, you take a body training pill to auction, and the money from the auction can repair the sect.

However, this is Qingfengzong's matter, and it is not easy for him to ask.

"Sect Master Qin, the words that the city lord ordered the younger one to pass on have already been passed on, and the younger one will leave now," said the butler.

"En." Qin Ye nodded.

The butler asked people to carry the gift into Qingfengzong. At this time, he saw a middle-aged man sweeping the floor. The butler took a second look, put down the gift, and left with his guards.

On the way down the mountain, the captain of the guard saw the butler frowning and said nothing, feeling strange in his heart, and asked, "Butler, what's wrong?"

"Did you see that sweeper just now?" the housekeeper asked.

"I see." The captain of the guard smiled and said, "Isn't he just a sweeper? I think Sect Master Qin recruited him from a nearby village. There's nothing strange about that."

The butler shook his head: "No! That person's breath is restrained, I can't feel his depth, I'm afraid he is another innate strong man."

"Could he be the one who shot the Tiger Fist?" asked the captain of the guard.

"No! It's not him. It's another person who killed the tiger." The housekeeper said.

"Hiss!" The captain of the guard took a breath and said, "So, there are already three ancestors in Qingfengzong's face.

Heaven is strong. "

"The water in Qingfengzong is very deep." The steward looked back at the Qingfengzong mountain gate. Although the mountain gate was still so dilapidated, no one dared to underestimate it.

The innate strong man was actually sweeping the floor, hiss, he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

After the housekeeper and his party left, Qin Ye looked back at the dilapidated mountain gate, and said in a low voice, "This mountain gate is too dilapidated, it should be repaired."

The Qingfeng Sect is on the rise, and this mountain gate represents the face of the sect. It does not need to be as magnificent as the imperial palace, but at least it must be more grand to show the majesty of the Qingfeng Sect.

Qin Ye planned to find someone to repair it after the sect ranking competition was over. He is not short of this money now, and he randomly took out some spirit stones in his hand, and many families in Qingfeng City were willing to pay a high price to buy them.

Spiritual stones are necessary for cultivation, and absorbing the spiritual power in spiritual stones is helpful for cultivation.

These small families in Qingfeng City didn't earn many spirit stones, and they had to honor some to the sects behind them, and only kept some for themselves.

And a family has dozens or hundreds of people, which consumes a very large number of spirit stones, which leads to the fact that they can only be used by a few core figures, which indirectly limits the development of the family.

There is no way around this, even those sects have very limited spirit stones, and not every disciple can be allocated spirit stones for cultivation.

Qin Ye turned back and walked into the sect, passed by the middle-aged man, looked at the very clean ground, nodded appreciatively, and said, "Well, that's good, work hard, I'm very optimistic about you."

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and said, "Yes, suzerain."

The middle-aged man was the blood killer who had assassinated Qin Ye before. Qin Ye didn't kill him, but he felt it was a waste of food to stay, and Qingfengzong was short of people, so he let him sweep the floor.

Although the leader of Xuesha is very stubborn and refuses to disclose any information about Xuesha, he also does not want to die. He has to bow his head under the eaves and can only pick up a broom to sweep the floor every day.

Now that his cultivation base has been sealed, he can't leave even if he wants to, and he has accepted his fate.

After several days of observation, he discovered that the man named Gui Hai Yidao might be more powerful than he imagined, and it was almost impossible to escape from him.

Moreover, he found that this place is actually not bad, not to mention the fresh air, and there is nothing else to do every day except sweeping the floor.