Chapter 7 The Hu Family
The head of the Hu family is a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body.
fifty or sixty years old,
mustache, small eyes,
cute shape,
It looks a bit like the profiteer in the TV series that Zhang Qingyuan watched in his previous life.
Seeing the crowd,
Zhang Qingyuan, who was dressed in Yunshuizong outer school clothing,
hurried forward,
"But the Shangxian of the Yunshui Sect who took the task of killing the spirit rats? He really is a young hero, worthy of being a disciple of the Xianmen. Hu Yongan, the head of the Xiahu family, the Shangxian has just arrived, and he is far away. The banquet in the humble house has been prepared. Please come here."
Hu Yongan smiled all over his face,
enthusiastic,
The tone was humble, and the words were full of flattery.
The shape is very similar to the traitors in some war dramas.
Zhang Qingyun's original smile froze.
a little ashamed,
His hands arched slightly stiffly:
"Patriarch Hu was joking. I can't afford to be called a young hero, let alone the title of Immortal Chief. If you don't give up, Patriarch Hu can just call Zhang Mou Qingyuan."
Hu Yongan knelt and licked the flattering words,
Zhang Qingyuan's face turned slightly red.
Yunshuizong is a well-deserved overlord force within a radius of thousands of miles, yes,
but,
There are nearly 100,000 disciples in the entire sect!
With such a huge base, if you are an ordinary outer disciple, it's okay for others to give you face, but if you don't give it, you will be nothing.
Before the mission,
Zhang Qingyuan also collected some information.
The Hu family in Qingshan Town,
The ancestor of the first generation was an ordinary disciple of the outer sect of Yunshui Sect. He failed to be promoted to the inner sect in the three competitions within ten years, so he was left from the sect and assigned to the area under the jurisdiction of Yunshui Sect to manage all the disciples. matters in between.
until old age,
Hearing the news of the appearance of a spiritual spring in Qingshan Village from his fellow disciples,
Then he resigned from the post of managing mortal affairs like the sect of the sect.
With the few nephews and nephews who were cultivated later with a little bit of cultivation,
Go to Qingshan Village,
After a fierce struggle,
Finally occupied the spiritual spring near Qingshan Village,
Take root here,
Successfully established the foundation of a small cultivation family and started the journey of several generations of inheritance.
Within the sphere of influence of Yunshuizong,
Those numerous low-level micro-comprehension family forces were all born from this.
During this period,
Zongmen will not be of any help.
At most, the ancestor of the Hu family relied on some contacts in the sect to make the subsequent sect recognize the establishment of the Hu family's position in Lingquan.
If the ancestors of the Hu family failed in the struggle and died.
Zongmen will not have any early ideas.
Anyway, no matter whether it is a disciple from an outer sect of the sect or a small force of casual cultivators from outside, after occupying the spiritual spring and reclaiming the spiritual field, they need to pay more than half of the harvest to the sect.
The status of outer disciples,
That's all.
Unless some crazy guys maliciously provoke,
Otherwise, the entire Yunshui Sect's 100,000 outer disciples,
Some were robbed and killed secretly during missions, some were revenged by enemies, some were hunted and killed by monsters, and some were trapped in dangerous relics and caves and were killed by formations. Every day, some disciples of the outer sect may die.
Which high-level sect would spend so much time,
Paying special attention to the life and death of many outer disciples who are insignificant and use it as cannon fodder to cultivate their momentum?
Zhang Qingyuan's positioning for himself,
Very clear.
Do not enter the inner door,
After all, they are insignificant ants.
Only those figures in the Yunshui Sect's inner sect are qualified to be called "Xian Zhang" by outsiders.
"It's worth it, you have already entered the late stage of the Lingyuan realm at a young age,
Entering the inner door in the future is almost a certainty, so how can you not be called a young hero? "
"How old is Hu who is older than you? How about calling you Brother Zhang if you have a thick skin?"
Hu Yongan treats people with tact,
Do everything well.
What Zhang Qingyuan said was very pleasing to the ear.
But after some politeness,
Zhang Qingyuan said seriously:
"Patriarch Hu, don't be too polite. Zhang came here this time because he was entrusted to deal with the spirit rats. I also asked the patriarch to take Zhang to the Lingtian to inspect it, so we can make plans early."
Zhang Qingyuan is clear,
He is here to do tasks, not to win relationships.
"Naturally."
Speaking of spirit rats,
Hu Yongan's face also became serious, with a look of resentment on his face.
"It's all because of that damned spirit-eating mouse. This season's spirit field output has been reduced by at least 30%. Brother Zhang, you must solve that damned disaster for Brother Wei!"
Subsequently,
Under Zhang Qingyuan's strong request,
They didn't go back to Hu's house to rest for the night, but went directly through Qingshan Town to the mountain behind the town.
Lingtian is not in Qingshan Town,
It was in a low-lying valley in the back of Qingshan Town.
Surrounded by hills,
shady trees,
During periods of dense fog.
A group of people stood in front of the thick fog,
Hu Yongan took out a jade talisman and poured spiritual power into the jade talisman towards the dense fog ahead.
The matter of Lingtian,
the stakes are high,
In order to prevent thieves from stealing spiritual objects, or other bugs and beasts from ruining it, it is a well-guarded place in any force, and arrays are more or less arranged around it.
But the fog that shuts the woods before me,
It should be the cheapest low-level phantom formation in Hujia Congfang City. It can only confuse the line of sight, but it has no lethality at all.
because,
Zhang Qingyuan didn't sense the presence of water vapor from the dense fog.
Dealing with this formation is simple,
If you walk in one direction with your eyes closed, you can easily walk out of the magic array.
Following Hu Yongan's manipulation,
The dense fog in the woods ahead opens a path,
Zhang Qingyuan followed Hu Yongan and the others into the formation.
Through a relatively deep passage,
the sight in front of you,
brighten it up,
only see the front,
It is a small basin surrounded by hills.
basin center,
Opened up twenty acres of land,
The fields are full of spiritual things,
More than three-quarters of them are filled with lush Linggu seedlings. The tails of the seedlings are heading and filling, and the green waves of grain are swaying with the wind.
the remaining quarter,
It is full of colorful and colorful spiritual plants.
Surrounding it is a small stream of dense water vapor, flowing slowly around the Lingtian.
"It's here!"
Hu Yongan took Zhang Qingyuan to Lingtian,
Pointing to the spiritual grain crops that are bald from the middle.
"That damned spirit-eating mouse, I found it appearing nearby half a month ago, ruining the traces of Linggu... In order to prevent that damned animal from causing more losses, we have been sending People stared at it day and night, but it was of no use!"
"That beast is really too cunning. It has extremely good concealment methods, and it runs so fast that there is absolutely no way to do it!"
Speaking of the ghost rat,
Hu Yongan was the one who gnashed his teeth.
To know,
Lingu is not a mortal grain crop, they can only be planted once a year.
and,
The part of the tribute to Yunshuizong has already been determined according to the number of acres of spiritual fields, and will not be reduced in the slightest because of the raging spirit rats.
The spirit devouring rats not only ruined the spirit valley,
It is the heart and soul of their Hu family!
Zhang Qingyuan pondered,
Carefully walk into the spiritual field sunken like the Mediterranean Sea,
Push aside the surrounding crops,
on the ground,
The dry spirit grains sawn down by the spirit devouring rats were all scattered, and the gnawed fragments scattered around the roots could still be seen.
Pick up a small piece of debris,
Observe carefully,
ponder for a moment,
Zhang Qingyuan held up a seal with both hands,
Spiritual power works,
Appearance tracing,
now!