Fantasy: I became the patriarch of the sect at the beginning

Ye Qing reached out to take it, but the spirit merged into his sea of ​​consciousness.

next second.

He felt that he had a little more connection with the old beggar, as if just one thought could make the old beggar go forever.

"Okay, get up, as long as you work hard for the Ye family, I won't treat you badly!" Ye Qing patted the old beggar on the shoulder.

"Thank you senior for your appreciation!"

The old beggar got up slowly, his face full of joy for the rest of his life.

"You don't need to call me Senior, if you want, you can call me Patriarch just like them!" Ye Qing smiled lightly.

"The junior has seen the ancestor!"

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet?"

"The junior's surname is Zhou, and his name is Wannian." Zhou Wannian replied respectfully.

"Zhou Wannian? I'll call you Lao Zhou from now on!"

Ye Qing nodded slightly, then looked at Ye Chongtian and asked: "Are you okay?"

"Old Ancestor, this injury is nothing to worry about!"

Ye Zhongtian shook his head.

Compared to other people's reactions, he seemed extremely calm.

In fact, for the ancestor to subdue Zhou Wannian, he felt that it was unexpected, but he also felt that it was expected.

Looking at Ye Qing, his eyes were full of fanaticism.

My ancestor is a cow!

It doesn't cost a single soldier, or even use your hands, and you can subdue the mighty power of the sky only by your aura. Who else can I have such a domineering aura that is unparalleled in the world?
He even had a vague premonition that under the leadership of the ancestor, the revitalization of the family was just the beginning, and perhaps one day, even the entire Eastern Wilderness would become the domain of the Ye family.

Regarding Ye Chongtian's thoughts, Ye Qing didn't know about them, if he knew, he would definitely veto them.

He just wants to live in peace and stability, to be a happy salted fish, to conquer the world and so on, let a man like Long Aotian do it!

Push open the wooden door.

Thick dust hit his face, Ye Qing didn't react at all, he turned into a disheveled face, and was choked to cough violently.

As for why come here.

This was requested by Ye Qing on his own initiative. Out of his homeboy mentality in his previous life, he prefers this kind of independent small courtyard, which is enclosed and feels safe, so he moved here from the comfortable guest room.

However, Ye Qing did not expect that this small courtyard was even more dilapidated than he imagined, even though Ye Chongtian repeatedly emphasized, he still insisted on seeing it.

As soon as you enter.

Ye Qing glanced at this small courtyard, and felt very pleased in his heart, although the place is not big, the structure inside is very good, half of the pool, half of the ground.

If he works harder, he might be able to create a recyclable ecosystem.

"Old Ancestor, the tool you want is here!"

Zhou Wannian walked into the courtyard carrying a cloth bag.

But when he saw Ye Qing pulling out weeds with his ass pouted, he felt admiration in his heart.

What is an expert?

This is the hermit master, who is so powerful that he can destroy the world, but he is still like an ordinary person, willing to live in a broken yard and do some farm work!
Thinking about it this way, Zhou Wannian felt that his state of mind had been sublimated. Sure enough, following behind his senior, he could learn something all the time.

Seeing that Zhou Wannian was still standing at the door, Ye Qing said angrily: "Old Zhou, why are you standing there? Come and help!"

"Oh!"

Ever since, the two "powers of the sky" turned into hardworking bees and pulled out all the weeds in the yard.

After a busy day.

Ye Qing only felt back pain, wanted to find a place to sit, but there was no chair inside or outside, in desperation, he directly moved out two chairs from the system space.

see this scene.

Zhou Wannian rubbed his eyes, thinking he was wrong, but those two chairs were in the middle of the yard, and one was still under Ye Qing's butt.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Ye Qinglu's move alone was enough to shock the world for Zhou Wannian. He practiced for nearly a hundred years before reaching the threshold of the Heaven-reaching Realm, and it took another 200 years to break through to the Heaven-reaching Realm.

At Zhou Wannian's speed, he could be considered a genius in the entire Eastern Wilderness.

But even he can control a space of about ten meters around his body at most, and it's limited to himself, and he can't fetch things from a distance at all!

And just now.

Ye Qing did this easily, what an unfathomable strength it is to be able to do it so easily!
"Old Zhou, come over for a break."

"coming!"

Zhou Wannian responded quickly, but when he took a closer look, his face became stiff instantly.

He pointed to the wooden chair under Ye Qing's buttocks, maybe he was too shocked, he hiccupped and shouted: "Help, hold, hold."

"Help me up! Come and sit down!"

Seeing Zhou Wannian's devilish expression, Ye Qing glanced at his wooden chair again, it was a very ordinary chair, there was nothing strange about it, he immediately asked in a daze: "I think you have something to say?"

Gum!

Zhou Wannian swallowed, and shook his head decisively.

Sit down.

Zhou Wannian even felt unreal.

half year ago.

He once entered a secret realm, which was the lair of a three-legged golden crow.

Many cultivators came here after hearing the news, just to find the legendary God Tree of Helping and Shoving.

At last.

It is true that a wooden box was found in the secret room of someone's lair, and it turned out that the wooden box was made of sacred wood.

for a while.

People in the secret realm seemed to be crazy, swarming to snatch the Shenshu, and because of this, the sky was dark and the sky was dark, and the blood flowed like a river.

Zhou Wannian was afraid of being implicated, so he only glanced at the supporting tree from a distance, and left decisively.

But who would have thought that half a year later today.

He actually sat on a wooden chair made of a sacred tree?

Touching it with his hands, the surface of the wooden chair was like the phoenix feathers of the Golden Crow, and a scorching spiritual energy stuck to his palm. Zhou Wannian immediately confirmed that it was definitely a sacred tree.

"You like this chair very much?"

Seeing Zhou Wannian touching a chair like a lover, with a strange expression on his face, Ye Qing immediately felt a chill in his heart.

Could it be that this guy has a special hobby?
"Of course I like it!"

Zhou Wannian said truthfully.

Saying you don't like it would be a lie.

Just ask, who can refuse a wooden chair made of Shenmu?

According to legend, the tree of supporting and shoving has been accompanied by the three-legged Golden Crow for a long time, and there is also a trace of the real sun fire of the Golden Crow in it. The ancient inheritance of the Golden Crow is left in the real fire of the sun. If someone can comprehend it, they can get the inheritance of the Golden Crow Of course, these are all legends. A more reliable saying is that the sacred tree is indestructible, and it is the best choice as a Taoist tool. If it can be placed in the dantian to warm it day and night, it will definitely create a peerless god. Soldiers!
Zhou Wannian's breath became short of breath when he thought of the peerless magic weapon.

Just when he was still thinking wildly, Ye Qing's voice came from his ear: "Since you like it so much, this chair is for you!"

"Send, send me?"

Zhou Wannian thought he had heard it wrong, so he asked again: "Old Ancestor, you have thought clearly, this chair is for support."

But before he finished speaking, Ye Qing waved his hand: "I still have hundreds of this broken chair, and this one is not bad, take it!"

Broken chair?Hundreds?
Zhou Wannian swallowed. If someone said that, he would definitely take it as bragging, but this person in front of him is the ancestor!
What is the identity of the ancestor, can he lie to himself?
Seeing Zhou Wannian's expression, Ye Qing added: "I still have a whole warehouse for things similar to this chair, all of which are useless things."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.