Finally sent the people of the Changren Clan and the Shui Xuan Clan away, and Liu Qinghuan turned around and asked Fu Bao to find the tiger.

Fu Bao Gong didn't move in place, and asked curiously, "Master, are you trying to get them into the Songxi Cave Heavenly Diagram for that little clan?"

Liu Qinghuan did not hide it: "The picture needs manpower, and in the future, the small cave will get bigger and bigger, and the medicine field will also open up into a large medicine garden, and it will be more and more difficult to maintain it just by relying on a puppet." ”

Fu Bao said quite approvingly: "That's right, master, you also have a lot to do, and it's rare to be able to sprinkle some green wood qi on the mixed yuan lotus, stone skull, and several earth-level elixirs every day." ”

Liu Qinghuan said again: "The Shui Xuan Clan has a water spirit root and has the talent of cultivating elixirs, I suspect that they still have a special bloodline...... They have a hard time surviving in this realm, and if they want to recognize me as the master, I will take them into the cave sky, just in time to leave them with things like planting low-level elixirs and dealing with chores in the fields. ”

"Then ......" Fu Bao thought for a while and said, "Although it is unlikely from today's situation, it cannot be ruled out that they will regret it in the end and do not want to admit the Lord." ”

Liu Qinghuan said casually: "This is a consensual thing, they refuse, so they will naturally give up." You should not persecute them on your own initiative, this kind of senseless resentment can not be provoked without provoking, so as not to bear the cause and effect. ”

"Oh, I don't have so much to do!" Fu Bao said: "Then if you don't recognize the Lord, do you care about their exiles?"

"Well...... this" Liu Qinghuan paused and kicked away: "What are so many problems! I have my own opinions, go and call the tiger to me." ”

Fu Bao nimbly dodged that kick and ran away giggling.

At this time, the tiger was drastically consolidating his forces, fighting for territory with the scorpion demon, and he was very busy every day, but as soon as he heard that Liu Qinghuan was looking for him, he immediately threw everything aside and ran to the gray stone field.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Liu Qinghuan sitting under a luxuriant spirit tree with the sick young male cultivator, and there was a pile of books and jade books on the stone table in front of him, and he didn't know what the two of them were doing before.

Hu Yu carefully looked at the young male cultivator a few times, and found that the other party's complexion was much better than that of many days ago, although he still looked weak and fell down in the wind, but at least he didn't feel like he was about to lose his breath.

"Qinglin Daoyou, what are you looking for me?"

Liu Qinghuan turned his head and said, "You are here, come and sit." ”

Chonglou next to him stood up with his sleeves and nodded coldly at Huyu: "You have something to say, I won't accompany you more." ”

Liu Qinghuan smiled and said: "Today's conversation with you, Liu's doubts in his heart are greatly solved, the Venerable Master will go to rest first, but I will have the cheekiness to ask you for advice in the coming day." ”

Chonglou tugged at the corners of his mouth: "I have to rely on you for a long time to recuperate from this injury, and the things you asked about the self-created mental method and the major realms are naturally rewards, how dare you use the word 'ask for advice'." ”

After saying that, the clothes and belts walked away like the wind.

Liu Qinghuan smiled, didn't care about his attitude, and began to clean up all kinds of books on the table.

A person who has a sixth-order demon cultivator as a slave and is known as "Shangjun", who used to be a major cultivator is by his side, and it is vulgar to pay for things like magic weapons, so it is better to seize the opportunity to ask questions.

He still has a lot of confusion about his self-created mental method, but on the basis of hiding his true situation, it is just right to ask some things about the Great Dao and the creation of scriptures.

The tiger looked sharply at the words on the pages such as "True Scripture", "Taoist Classics", and "Hidden Secrets", and his heart couldn't help but itch.

He is a demon cultivator who has a lot of pursuit, not only learned the language of Qing Ming, in order not to be blind, but also specialized in learning the words of Qing Ming. But even so, he didn't even recognize the words on most of the books on the table.

Hu Ji watched Liu Qinghuan clean up greedily, and couldn't help but ask, "Qinglin Daoyou, do you have any exercises suitable for my cultivation?"

Liu Qinghuan shook his hand, looked up and said, "You want it?"

"Yes!" the tiger roared, and said with a flattering face, "Uh, how much?"

Liu Qinghuan didn't accept the book anymore, and his fingers habitually tapped a few times on the edge of the stone table.

"I need you to do something, and if it does, I'll give you a copy of the exercises. ”

The tiger was overjoyed, but he still maintained a trace of caution and asked, "What's the matter?"

Liu Qinghuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's not a dangerous thing, sit down and I'll talk to you in detail......"

The two of them whispered under the tree, and the expression on the tiger's face was surprised for a while, excited for a while, and solemn for a while, which made Fu Bao and Chu Yi, who were guarding the side, quite interesting.

On that day, the tiger stayed for several hours before leaving, walking with great courage and fighting spirit, as if he was about to go on an expedition.

Within a few days, dozens of Shuiyu people came to the gray stone land with their belongings on their backs, homemade farm tools, and fear of the strong and hesitation of the unknown fate on their faces.

Liu Qinghuan sat in the room, his divine sense quickly swept over the crowd standing on the steps outside the door, and he was a little surprised.

These Shuiyu people really all have good looks, and among the various strange-skinned alien races in the turbidity abyss, they are like shining pearls in the sand, which is difficult to ignore.

It's just strange that there are almost no old people among them, and the oldest looks to be only thirty or forty years old.

"Have you thought about it clearly?" Liu Qinghuan said lightly: "If you recognize me as your master, you need to follow me out of the turbidity abyss in the future, and you can't betray me again." ”

A middle-aged man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and a calm bearing took a few steps forward and said in a not very proficient Qingming language: "Lord Qinglin, we have all thought about it, as long as you treat us as human beings and do not bully or insult, we are willing to recognize adults as the master." ”

Liu Qinghuan said: "At this point, I can promise you that I will give you respect and protection in the future, and I will not wantonly harm your lives. ”

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, obviously measuring the credibility of his words, and finally a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he knelt down and bowed his head: "Master!"

As he surrendered, the other Shui Xuan people also knelt down and shouted in unison, "Master!"

Liu Qinghuan sighed secretly, stood up, personally helped the middle-aged man up, and said gently: "You are the patriarch of the Shui Xuan clan, what is your name?"

The middle-aged man said respectfully: "Back to the master, the villain's name is Lang, and it was only when everyone fled from Dongyuan to Xiyuan that they temporarily managed the affairs of the clan." If the master wants to choose another patriarch, the villain will not dare to say anything. ”

"No need, the patriarch is still yours. Liu Qinghuan said: "Now, let them come in one by one, I need to take a look at the spiritual root physique of each of you to know how to better arrange you." ”

The middle-aged man was stunned, and went down to arrange the clansmen without objection.

After some investigation, there were a total of sixty-seven people in the Shuishui Clan, of which fifty-three were possessed of spiritual roots, and twenty-five were also Kunshui bodies.

Among these people, the one with the highest cultivation level is Lang, who has reached about the fifth level of Qi training, and then there is a woman who has practiced Qi at the third level, and there are five or six people who have already seen the first and second levels of Qi cultivation such as Fan and Hua'er.

Let Fu Bao take people to build a residence, and build it next to the village of the Gray Stone Clan, Liu Qinghuan fell into thought.

It seems that these people who escaped are the best of the water clan, otherwise the ratio would not be so scary, almost the entire clan has spiritual roots.

And as long as they are given a mental method and a second guide, these people will be able to become monks in the future!