Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

Ye Xiang refined the rank eight blood spirit into Bai Lingzhu and ate it in one bite.

After falling into the dantian, it was absorbed by the major instruments, Dao Ling and Zijin Dan.

No amount of more is enough, and too much of something is not good.

At the beginning, I thought about refining ten or eight magical artifacts, but now that I think about it, it is really difficult.

That's right, there is no easy way for Taoism to walk.

There are so many magic tools, although it is not troublesome to control and use, but the question is where do you get so much spiritual power?

The Taoism and paths that one has mastered will not save energy.

After all this was done, the leader of the old Khan looked at Ye Xiang and said, "Thank you young hero for making the move."

Young hero?

The corner of Ye Xiang's mouth twitched, what era is this saying.

"It's okay, I also came down to take a look when I found something was wrong, you continue."

Ye Xiang could see that these prairie people were still very wary of them, so he didn't say much, and planned to leave directly.

The rest of the prairie people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. There was nothing they could do. It was because Ye Xiang and the oppression brought by these orcs were too strong.

But the old man Khan only hesitated for a moment, and immediately shouted: "Young man wait a moment."

"What's the matter?" Ye Xiang turned his head, his eyes showing doubts.

The old man Khan said: "I noticed a brand new orc territory by a river in the northwest of Hudi. Was it established by you, young man?"

Ye Xiang was really surprised, "Have you been there?"

The old man Khan was not humble either, and nodded slightly: "As nomads in the grassland, it is our talent to master every move on the grassland."

However, Ye Xiang suddenly understood, and his eyes fell on the goshawk on the young man's shoulder.

When I was flying earlier, I also noticed a spirit eagle following far behind, but I didn't pay much attention to it.

Now it seems that they should have mastered some kind of skill to tame the spirit eagle.

Prairie nomads used to have the habit and instinct of survival, but now it seems that they have also awakened various occupations suitable for them to survive on the grassland.

"Tell me, what's the matter."

Ye Xiang went straight to the point and said: "Those eagles are not easy to raise these years, right? You should take good care of them. There are not a few high-level birds and beasts in the sky."

The old man Khan was not surprised either, he nodded and said, "If you, Shaoxia, established that orc tribe, I have a heartfelt request."

"Do you want to build together?" Ye Xiang looked at him and asked.

After all, the words are so clear, but it is also troublesome, can't these old men make the words clear at once.

"Yes."

If it was just those orcs, the old man Khan would not believe it at all.

But if he didn't trust the young man in front of him, who else could he trust?

After thinking for a while, Ye Xiang nodded, "Okay, we can build it aside, but let's talk about it first, don't provoke each other, the orcs don't have malicious intentions, but they also have the nature of fighting."

After all, they are not the same race. Even if they cooperate with each other, they may not get along well, and there may be many troubles in the future.

But now the orc clan is too weak, and the nomads in the grassland also need shelter, so it is impossible for him to stay here all the time and take care of them all the time.

The two races live together, and the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

Hearing that Ye wanted to agree, the old man Khan bowed deeply.

"Thank you, young hero."

"Just call me Ye Xiang."

Everyone left together, and it didn't take long before they finally came to a river that was crystal clear.

The orc tribe was established in an orderly manner. It had already built a wooden fence around it, and built a lot of buildings. The speed is not slow.

Seeing Ye Xiangjiao Beiwang and others coming back, a few sharp-eyed people rushed out immediately.

It is the King of Gold and Silver Horns, the Demon King of Peng and the King of Lion and Camel.

"My lord, you are finally back!"

Ye Xiang nodded, turned to look at the old Khan behind him, and said, "They will establish a tribe next to them, and they can try to cooperate in the future. If you have any questions, you can directly ask them."

The Lion Camel King glanced at the hundreds of people and nodded slightly. There were not many of them, and their ranks were generally very low. To them, there was not much threat.

"The king is in charge."

Perhaps because the king is a human race, many orcs don't feel hostile when they see human races like other alien races.

After all, the human race and the orc race have never seen each other before.

On the contrary, the orcs were bullied by other alien races in the Black Death City, and their lives were worse than death, almost exterminating their race.

"so be it."

After a simple discussion, Ye Xiang looked at the old man Khan and said, "You can build it on the other side of the river."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the Dao method, and the qi of the five elements circulated.

The thick and simple soil spirit surged, and then patted into the ground on the shore.

With a bang, the ground surged majesticly, and a wide earth-stone bridge was quickly arched to connect to the other side of the river.

This miraculous scene made both the orcs and the prairie nomads stunned, it was very miraculous.

But in Huaxia, for earth mages, it couldn't be easier.

After the earth-stone bridge was built, Ye Xiang turned his head to look at the old man Khan and said, "I hope you can live in harmony, and don't make some moths."

"Don't worry, young man, I will definitely tell my clansmen seriously, and I won't disturb them rashly."

Ye Xiang has black hair, this name sounds awkward no matter what, forget it, let him do whatever he wants.

Walking into the orc tribe, looking at the changes around, nodding, it's not bad. Although compared with the human race's infrastructure capabilities, it is far behind, but this is not the talent of the orcs after all, and it is not easy to do this.

"My lord, this is your room."

The King of Golden Horn came over and pointed proudly at a golden third-floor villa building in the distance.

On the way here, he saw many city ruins, thinking that the king is a human race, so he must like this.

The human race also likes gold, and Brother Jiaobei Wang also said that the old Dragon King likes gold, so he also made the buildings look golden.

However, Ye Xiang had black lines all over his head, "If you like it, you can live alone, I'm going to practice."

Hearing this sentence, the King of Golden Horn was stunned, a little dazed and at a loss.

Ye Xiang jumped up against the wind, and quickly found a good environment. On the edge of a cliff, after taking a pill, he sat cross-legged and meditated on branding the Immortal Mark.

He spends most of the day meditating and practicing. Only when the sun rises does he absorb the purple energy and stop for a while.

Whether it is wind or rain, Ye Xiang just sits quietly on the cliff, blending into nature.

After half a month, in the blink of an eye, a trace of the natural artistic conception of Taoism, which is faintly visible, circulated in him.

As a celestial master, he has finally grasped the basic Daoyi state of mind of this door.

It must have been unimaginable before.

After all, from the beginning of cultivation to the present, Ye Xiang seldom practiced quietly for such a long time, and kept fighting non-stop.

It is precisely because of this that in just two years, he has been promoted from level 10 to level 55, and the speed of improvement is far faster than any previous generation of celestial masters.