"Old Feng, I'm sorry, I came a little slower, so I kept you waiting."

When Ye Rong arrived at the mouth of the Fujiang River, he happened to see the wind and clouds standing in the air and looking around.

A few Qingcheng disciples looked at him from a distance, but they didn't come forward to ask or drive people away, and they didn't have that confidence. At this time, when they saw the chief disciple of this sect coming, they flew over one after another.

But this is also normal, except for Emei, who has such a ability, turning all the vicinity of the sect into the territory of the sect, the forbidden land of other sects.

"It's okay, I haven't been here for long."

"This fellow Daoist is my friend, and he wants to do a task in the waters of Dujiangyan, so you don't need to come forward to interfere when you see it later."

It happened that the two Qingcheng disciples flew in front of him, Ye Rong turned around and said to them.

"Got it, Boss of the First Sword, who would dare not listen to what you said so!"

One of the two had a longer face and a slight resemblance to a horse's face and nodded repeatedly.

Among the ordinary Qingcheng disciples, they didn't know or care about the disputes between those masters and the strong, they only looked at who could bring benefits to themselves. There aren't many players who really belong to any side now, and most of them are scattered small teams, small groups of three or five or seven or eight players.

A sword withered glory, these four words represent the first master of Qingcheng, the chief disciple of Tianshutang, for the vast majority of players, it is no less than an idol, and following him is definitely the most promising one in Qingcheng.

Seeing that several other sects are preparing for the task of creating a gang with great momentum, and Qingcheng is still a pool of stagnant water, there is no chance at all, and I haven't heard that which one has the strength to start creating a gang in the near future, Qingcheng disciples will inevitably have some muttering and yearning in their hearts.

"Boss of the Sword, can you let us join your team? Both of us are in our thirties, and we have plenty of time to level up every day, and the leveling speed will never be slow, and we are guaranteed to participate in every team activity! ”

Another round-faced, small-eyed player spoke softly, almost making people think that they were about to break off if they couldn't catch it in one breath.

"Hmm...... You go to the rice peck [***], just say I agree, let you join the team. ”

Ye Rong didn't think much about it, he just nodded and agreed, but adding two players to it was not a big deal. Even if these two people have ulterior motives, they can't make any waves, and they won't have room to play at all.

"Thank you, Boss Yijian! Thank you Boss Yijian! ”

The two shouted excitedly, and flew away very consciously, and went directly to find the rice pecking chicken.

They couldn't help but be excited, in the past few days, there have been a lot of rumors circulating, saying that the elite members of the team with a withered sword will issue fifth-order flying swords or third-order complete sets of magic weapons.

This statement was naturally spurned and uncut by most people at the beginning, how could this happen, a fifth-order flying sword or a third-order complete set of magic weapons, what kind of concept is that, no matter how bad the surname is, it is thousands of yuan to buy it, and non-real masters cannot have it in the entire Qingcheng. It's really a lot of money that is hot, so I will do this kind of brain-dead behavior.

But when more than a dozen Qingcheng disciples using the same flying sword or magic weapon appeared in front of everyone, everyone was speechless, only envious and jealous. It doesn't matter how it came about, people just have it and use it.

Among all the ordinary Qingcheng disciples, a craze was immediately set off, all of them were expecting to join the command of Yijian Kurong, but the rice pecking chicken was going to ask for the card very much, and the number of recruits was extremely limited. But it is precisely because of this that this craze has not subsided, but has intensified.

Ye Rong also didn't know that a move he had inadvertently thought of had caused such a repercussion and effect.

"Brother Yijian, your prestige in Qingcheng is very unusual, and you deserve to be the chief disciple."

Feng Qingyun watched lightly from the sidelines, revealing a slightly realized expression, and his previous judgment was strengthened by a new step.

He is above Huashan, of course, he will not be an ordinary player, but also has a special identity - Huashan has a total of seven disciples, all of whom are disciples of the Flame Patriarch, and Feng Qingyun is one of them.

It's just that maybe it's because of the relationship between too many disciples, and the degree of care that the Flame Ancestor takes care of his apprentices is very average, except for being able to get in touch with the refining tasks of various banner magic weapons earlier, he doesn't have much advantage over ordinary players.

Therefore, there is a very strange scene in Huashan, only one of the three players who currently hold the most power is one of the seven disciples, and the other two are just disciples of Elder Huashan.

Compared with these three people, Feng Qingyun has a shallow foundation, and has always been the role of a lone ranger, at most only a few good friends, and they can't pull up a team of thousands of people under a call, and they can't compete with them at all.

Therefore, most of the time the wind is clear and cloudy, and most of the time it is developed outside, and it is rare to stay in the sect, and even the leveling is not in the few leveling points near the sect where Huashan disciples are most often.

"Generally average. Lao Feng, if you don't apostatize and invest in our Qingcheng, it will be much more promising than your Huashan. ”

Ye Rong also joked casually, for the stronger the player, the more terrifying the price of betraying the sect, almost unbearable, it is equivalent to wasting months of game time and all the previous efforts, purely only the level and equipment left.

"If I can apostasy, I still want to invest in Emei! My master's surname is fierce, obviously he doesn't have that strength, but he is a leader in the side door as if he is strong, and he is still mixed with some people in the demon path all day long, and it is estimated that there will be no good end in the future, and sooner or later he will be attacked by Emei. ”

Feng Qingyun smiled lightly, applied for a trade with Ye Rong, and gave him the reward of three hundred taels of gold that Bencao Tang had promised.

"By the way, what is your specific task, Lao Feng, and is there anything you want me to help with?"

"This water map shows you, the place I'm going to is there, and if you kill nine hundred and ninety-nine cuttlefish essences with this sword, it will be considered a success."

Ye Rong turned out to be the water map that Feng Qingyun handed over lightly, and he was very familiar with the waterway scene painted on it, and he recognized it at a glance.

"This place is a branch of the Tuojiang River, the Heishui River, and there are only nine hundred and ninety-nine cuttlefish essences, which is not a very troublesome task."

The waters of the Tuojiang River are also a large river with an extremely large water flow, and it also has its own tributaries, namely the Heishui River and the Baishui River.

These two tributaries are not the main business scope of Ye Rong's team, they are currently occupied by idle players, and even players outside Qingcheng will appear from time to time.

With the little manpower under his command, it is not enough to take care of the waters of the Tuojiang River, and they can only gather in the main water sections, let alone bring the two tributaries into their jurisdiction.

"I'll ...... This mission is specifically for torturing people! ”

Ye Rong's words in front of him did not fall, and when he saw the flying sword in Feng Qingyun's hand, he immediately changed his words without any hesitation.

Dry Flame Sword Fetus, a special class of non-ranked flying swords, with attack power of 10-10 and fire damage of 10-10.

The cuttlefish spirit is just an aquatic spirit of more than forty levels, if Feng Qingyun lets go of his hands and feet to kill, the nine hundred and ninety-nine can be completed in only two days. can be limited to the cuttlefish essence that can only be killed by using the dry flame sword fetus, so this low pitiful attack power, I don't know how much effort it takes to kill a cuttlefish essence, and ten days and half a month may not be able to complete.

"It's not as terrible as you think, as long as the last sword is completed by the dry flame sword tire, I can still replace the attack in front with my own common flying sword. Therefore, it is a little troublesome, to calculate the remaining amount of blood of the cuttlefish essence, the time will not be extended too long. ”

Feng Qingyun lightly put away the dry flame sword tire and said with a smile.

"I've already gone through four tasks to refine this Dry Flame Sword Fetus to this point, and after completing the task of this ring, I'm only one last step away from being able to truly turn it into a flying sword. Although the Dry Flame Flame Sword is not the best, it is also a sixth-order flying sword, which is enough for me to spend so much time and energy refining it. ”

"It turns out that the finished product of the dry flame sword tire is a sixth-order flying sword, that's not bad."

The fifth order is a threshold, and the number of flying sword magic weapons up and down is straight down, so it will cause a large number of ordinary players to only carry outdated equipment that has long expired when they are at level seventy or eighty.

A sixth-order Dry Flame Flame Sword could at least allow Feng Qingyun Dan to continue to use it for a long time after reaching level fifty, and it was worth spending so much effort for it.

However, it can also be seen from the shabby nature of Huashan, that Pianling Dream Butterfly already has a seventh-order Taiyi Wuyanluo, and the Ghost Devouring Daoist also has a seventh-order Hundred Poison Shura Banner, even Ye Rong has a sixth-order Jiuliu Golden Lamp. is still in the sealed state, once the merit points are enough to be unsealed, the rank will rise.

"I'll accompany you to the Blackwater River, it's not far from here."

"Thank you, I'm sorry to trouble Brother Yijian."

The waters of the Tuojiang River are Ye Rong's base camp, but he has never been to its two tributaries, and they are very unfamiliar.

Whether it is the Heishui River or the Baishui River, the water flow and the aquarium spirits cannot be compared with the Tuojiang River, but it is also a hundred miles long and stretches.

Ye Rong was still here for the first time, and the Heishui River really matched its name, standing in the air and looking down, it was an inky color, flashing with a little black scales.

It is rumored that in the Heishui River and the Baishui River, there is a Hebo Cave Mansion, but it has been abandoned at this time.

Naturally, there are some treasures of the predecessor Hebo hidden in this Hebo Cave Mansion, and it is also a cave mansion that can be used as a gang station, and it is this rumor that has attracted a group of non-Qingcheng players.

"This is the Heishui River, but this place is relatively chaotic, and it is not completely controlled by Qingcheng."

Ye Rong stretched out his hand and pointed down, and he was not shy about saying frankly that Qingcheng's strength was limited, and he could not control all the territory around the sect.

(To be continued)