Super Soldier King

It can be seen that there must be some conflict between the Qingsang tribe and the Leiming tribe, otherwise, the old man would not speak in a helpless and resentful tone when mentioning the Leiming tribe.

The old man's face froze, he shook his head and said helplessly: "The Leiming tribe is the largest tribe nearby, and it is powerful. Our Qingsang tribe is attached to it, and we are destined to be bullied... Sigh, let's not talk about this, old man Qingsang Zu Luochen, I don't know what your name is?"

Ye Qian smiled, he didn't shy 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. If the old man is not mistaken about that bottle of medicine, it is worth it..." As soon as he said this, the old man suddenly saw Ye Qian's face change, and he knew immediately He said the wrong thing, he quickly yelled, and said, "This...is Mr. Ye an alchemist?"

Ye Qian nodded sullenly, "Damn it, haven't you been so embarrassing for a long time?"

"Oh, this is really rare! In Qingyun Mountains and Rivers, every alchemist is a priceless treasure, and he will be regarded as a guest of honor in any tribe!" Old man Luo suddenly had an idea when he said this, and wanted to invite Ye Qian to join him in Qingyun Mountains and Rivers. The Sang people made alchemy.

Just thinking about it, a person who can give away a bottle of third-grade high-grade elixir at will is probably not something that the Qingsang clan can afford.

The two of them were embarrassed in their own way for a while, and the conversation couldn't go on. Fortunately, there is still wine. I have to say that this wine is very suitable for Ye Qian's appetite. You can tell from the name that it is brewed with grain. Ye Qian drank a cup, thinking in his mind, although the black spring that old man Luo was talking about 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 old man Luo, the black spring flows down from the Leishen Mountain of the Leishen tribe. So, what is the source of this black spring? Is it true that the black spring is actually 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 Leishen tribe. Not 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 visit...

Ye Qian is planning to go to the Thunder God tribe to have a look, while the old man Luo Chenluo is thinking about whether it is possible to keep Ye Qian in the tribe. Although this guy is an outsider and there has never been such a precedent, Luo Chen is very clear about how much power an alchemist like Ye Qian will bring to the development of the tribe.

Things are difficult, but no matter how difficult Luo Chen wants to try. He laughed dryly twice, then sighed suddenly, and his expression became sad, as if there was something unspeakable hidden.

Seeing his appearance, Ye Qian secretly hated him, damn it, you just blackmailed me for a bottle of pill... Well, it's not blackmailing, it's a dumb loss for yourself. It's just that, after getting so many pills, why do you still put on such a bad face?

"What's the matter, old man, which tribe's girl have you taken a fancy to? Why don't you just ask someone to grab 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 and said, "I'm worried...it's our Qingsang clan, something big happened!"

Ye Qian's heart moved, of course he knew something serious happened to the Qingsang Clan, isn't that why Talu took people out to search for adventurers?

"The family artifact is lost? What is that?" Ye Qian asked with a smile.

It's very strange, obviously the two sides are not the same way, and it should be two people who meet each other and fight to the death. When Ye Qian asked such a question, most people would never answer.

But the old man Luo Chen sighed melancholy, and those who didn't know thought that the old man was really yearning for spring. He glanced at Ye Qian, and said: "You follow Talu, you naturally know that the clan weapon of our Qingsang clan is indeed lost..."

"What is this artifact, is it a treasure?" Ye Qian asked with a smile. If there are outsiders present, they will immediately feel that Ye Qian, an outsider adventurer, has a heart of spying on the Qingsang tribe's clan weapon, and old man Luo will definitely turn his face and draw his sword, and fight to the death in the dark.

But the old man Luo seemed to have lost tens of thousands of spirit stones, shaking his head and said: "Since it is called a clan weapon, it is naturally a very precious thing, but when it comes to treasures... sorry, the clan artifacts of our clan are not valuable at all. .”

Ye Qian obviously doesn't believe that if there is no precious place, will it be regarded as a clan weapon by you? Why don't you just find a few pieces of monster feces to use as clan weapons?

Seeing Ye Qian's expression, old man Luo knew what he was thinking, so he snorted and explained: "This clan weapon is actually a microphone and a symbol. The Leiming clan is the upper clan of our Qingsang clan, but we There is still a distance from them, how to control us? This requires the clan weapon, which is placed in the most honorable place of our Qingsang clan, every day the clansmen need to worship, and the Leiming clan will use the clan weapon to treat us The Qingsang tribe issued some tasks or explained some things, these are naturally the responsibilities of our subordinates."

Only then did Ye Qian understand, and after a long time, this so-called family weapon is a communicator? After all, it is true that the symbolic meaning is more important. As for the clan weapon itself, it may indeed not be an important treasure.

But Ye Qian is still very uncomfortable, you don't really use a few pieces of monster feces as clan weapons, do you? Even if the Leiming clan meant to disgust the Qingsang clan, but thinking that when he gave orders, it was issued from a pile of monster feces, the picture probably didn't look very good.

This clan artifact is definitely not an ordinary thing, Ye Qian asked: "What is this clan artifact? After it is lost, will the Thunder clan trouble you?"

Old man Luo's face looks mournful... Well, judging from his age, he is indeed mournful...

"Sigh... this artifact was brought back by the Leiming Clan from the Leishen Tribe. It is the horn of a monster named Botian Beast, refined into a magic weapon..."

Ye Qian was shocked when he heard it, and quickly asked: "A magic weapon? Is it really a magic weapon?"

"Eh cough...the magic weapon is a magic weapon, but the function of this magic weapon, as I said just now, is just to pass the news to the upper clan, without any attack power or defense power." Old man Luo coughed dryly and said in vain at the same time. He glanced at Ye Qian, if he didn't know that Ye Qian was not the one who stole the clan artifact, old man Luo would think that the clan artifact was on him at this moment, how could he ever see someone who cared so much about the clan artifact...

Ye Qian immediately lost his mood, took a glass of wine and continued to drink slowly, as if he was listening to the story. Since it's not a treasure, he doesn't have much interest in understanding it. If it's a very strange treasure, then... hehehe.

"Right now, the Thunder Clan doesn't know yet, but in five days, the once-a-month tribal announcement will begin. By then, the Thunder Clan will know that we have lost the Clan Artifact... Sigh, this is definitely our Qingsang Disaster for the family!" The old man returned to his mournful appearance.

But Ye Qian didn't bother to talk to him anymore, after all, he was just a passer-by, and the safety of the Qingsang clan had nothing to do with him. Being able to chat with the old man here for a while, one is because I want to know more about Qingyun Mountains and Rivers, and the other is that this wine named Wuliang is really good. Damn, I lost a bottle of pill for nothing, I have to drink it back, right...

Old man Luo obviously didn't know Ye Qian's character well, so he flinched for a while, seeing that Ye Qian didn't reply, he could only take the initiative to say: "Your Excellency, as soon as I met, I felt that the bones were strange, the face was unspeakable, and there was even a faint gold on the top of the head. Radiant, he must be an indomitable hero, who takes it as his duty to eliminate demons and defend the way, and regards the common people as his children, which is really admirable..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Qian felt goosebumps all over his body, and quickly waved his hands and said: "Come on, I'm getting goosebumps. I'm not from your Qingsang clan. I lost the clan artifact. Ask me to do it." Well, I didn't take your clan weapon."

The old man's face was not red and he was not panting, and he said with a dry smile: "To be honest, I know some details about the loss of the clan artifact... But, even if the clan artifact is found, it will inevitably be punished by the clan. It doesn't matter , but ah, if we are weak, we can only let others manipulate us. If my Qingsang clan is powerful and a dozen warriors of the king level sit in command, who would dare to steal our clan weapon? Let’s go further, if our Qingsang clan If the family is stronger, there are dozens of kings, and there is even a strong man who is a king at the third level. At that time... I am afraid that we will become someone else's superior family..."

When Ye Qian heard this, he couldn't help being stunned. You have said so much, what do you mean? You actually started to look forward to the future, don't say I'm going to hit you, but in your poor village, there are still dozens of kings and triple kings? Save it……

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 soul back, and said sullenly: "This... I am not from your Qingsang clan, why are you telling me this? If you want to be strong, you Hurry up and go back to train that group of people, let them practice diligently..."

"Alas... diligent cultivation, my people are of course diligent, but diligence alone is not enough, we need resources!" The old man sighed.

Ye Qian asked in a daze: "Resources? This thing... just 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 aborigines in Qingyun Mountains and Rivers do such a thing!" The old man sternly refused, and then sighed bitterly: "Oh... If we can have a talented alchemy master who is very smart and unrestrained to help us, Qingyun The San people will definitely be able to develop rapidly and strengthen their own strength!"