"The old slave doesn't understand why the patriarch made such arrangements before leaving, and this matter did not discuss with the leaders of various departments as before. It seemed to be a decision made by the patriarch on a sudden whim?" The old man shook his head, and his face showed a look of confusion, but then he said firmly: "But, the old slave is very clear, that is, the patriarch is the most visionary and intelligent among the patriarchs of the Poison Dragon clan in history. If my Poison Dragon clan has not declined to the extreme and cannot save the situation, maybe the position of the Grand Temple Lord has been firmly held by the patriarch."

When talking about Xiang Quan, a proud expression appeared on the boy's face, but then he frowned and said, "Old Qing, do you mean to let me follow my father's arrangement and lead my tribe members to the Demon Temple?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Young Master, you can only make your own decision on this matter. I can't give you any advice."

"My father has left. I have become the new patriarch of the Poison Dragon clan. All I have lost is a ceremony." The boy tried hard to make himself look calm and mature. He learned how Xiang Quan spoke and gesture, imitated his tone, and said, "I will soon make a big noise in Xuanyuantian. The leaders of various departments will also know that my father is in me. Do you think they will submit to me as the new patriarch?"

"I'm afraid not! The leaders promoted by the old patriarch are all the most rebellious and outstanding talents in each tribe. Because of the old patriarch's strength and prestige, they are all honest and convinced. Even if they lead them to fight against the Tianchi Dragon Clan, they will not have any objection. For example, this time the old patriarch insists on his own and wants the whole clan to join the Demon Temple. Those leaders have thoughts in their hearts. But they still express their compliance and will not have any disobedience." When the old man mentioned Xiang Quan, he couldn't help but show respect on his face. Then he changed his tone and shook his head at the young man, saying, "The old patriarch's prestige is all the result of the old patriarch's sword and gun, and what you lack now is

This kind of prestige. Young Master, you have been going deep into the middle and practicing the secret techniques of your clan, and the old patriarch deliberately concealed any news about you, so that your reputation in the clan is even worse than that of ordinary clan members. The old patriarch left suddenly. The arrangements for the funeral were not perfect. At the beginning, the clan might not have any objections to the young master ascended the throne because of the old patriarch's remaining power, but they would never obey the orders of the young master as if they were against the old patriarch. Young Master, if you want to be surrounded by the clan members and have absolute control over the clan like the old patriarch, you must do the things that the old patriarch did back then, and even do better than the old patriarch to get the same prestige as the old patriarch."

"Is it the same as my father? But I am just me, not my father." The young man frowned when he heard this. He seemed to be dissatisfied with the old man's proposal, and then asked: "If I personally take action to suppress those who are inferior in the clan and let the clan see my strength, will it be faster to grasp the rights of the clan than what you said by Qing Lao."

The old man seemed to guess that the young man would ask this question. He sighed slightly, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and directly expressed the answer he had already thought of, saying: "This is indeed a way to quickly gain power and prestige, but this method is too tricky. Even if you gain power and prestige, it is only short-term. Once you lose power or encounter adversity, these rights and prestige will disappear completely, and you may even encounter backlash. It is definitely not a long-term solution."

The boy seemed to have made a decision and said firmly: "Enough! As long as I can grasp the power of the clan leader in a short period of time, it will not be difficult for me to establish prestige in the Immortal Palace with my strength. Then I will slowly appease those who are inferior."

"So what should I do in this Demon Temple?" The old man did not advise the young man. In his opinion, instead of forcibly letting the young man follow Xiang Quan's arrangements and do something that he doesn't like to do to get things wrong and do something bad, it is better to let the young man use it himself. With the young man's intelligence and strength, the Poison Dragon Clan might be able to take another path. In fact, deep down, the old man was also a little reluctant to let Xiang Quan let the Poison Dragon Clan join the Demon Temple. The young man's decision was just as he wished, and he did not make him violate Xiang Quan's order.

"The Demon God Temple is a problem." The young man said with a little sadness: "Before my father left, he said that my clan used to let his clan members return to Xuanyuantian again. The hidden treasures were already given to Zhou Ming by him as a tribute to take in my clan. Although I still have some doubts about whether those treasures exist now, if they are really well preserved..." As he said, hesitant appeared on his face, and he seemed to be struggling to make a decision. Finally, he sighed and said, "Forget it! Since my father has given the treasures to others, I can't take them back, let alone these treasures in Xuanyuantian. Even if they are handed over to my hands, they cannot be retrieved. Instead of continuing to put them in my hands, it is better to buy a way out. If my poisonous dragon clan really cannot gain a foothold in Xiao Yuntian, he will no longer be able to join the Demon God Temple according to his father's arrangements, waiting for it to be overturned in the future."

Seeing the young man calm and unpride, the old man showed a gratified smile, nodded, and then asked: "Then are we going to meet this Palace Master Zhou Ming?"

The young man shook his head and said, "No need! I think the conversation we are here must have been heard by Lord Zhou, so there is no need to see him again."

Just as the boy said this, Xu Changqing, who was in the cabin, smiled slightly on his face and said to himself: "This Xiang Quan gave birth to a good son. Although he was a bit arrogant and unruly, he also had some talent and vision. He had a chance to lose before he could win, so that he could always have a way out. Not bad! Not bad! Well, since he received a big gift from your father, I wouldn't be able to repay you a gift. Let's help you and see how far you can go!"

As he spoke, he saw Xu Changqing gently blowing towards the wine glass beside him. The wine in the glass immediately stirred up circles of ripples. When the ripples gathered in the middle, he saw the wine surging upwards, spitting out a drop of heartbreaking wine, suspended in the air, condensed into a ball. Then, Xu Changqing poked out four magical powers in succession and injected into this drop of wine. The wine gradually turned from liquid to solid, and his eyes turned from blue to dark green.

After doing everything, Xu Changqing blasted the wine beads like a fly. The wine beads turned into a ray of light and shadow and hit the wall of the cabin, penetrated through without any obstacles. In the blink of an eye, he came to the old and young.

Although they were in their own territory, the internal and external situation was a little nervous and chaotic. The old and the young never relaxed their vigilance against the surroundings. When the dark green wine beads appeared through the air, they all noticed it, and they were extremely skillful in using their own magic weapons and magic, setting up layers of protection in the middle.

However, even though the young and old had already completed their best response, they still underestimated the power of this bead. All the protections were as thin and fragile as paper in front of the power contained in this drop of wine. The wine glass was easily penetrated, and before the protection object could react, it hit the target.

The drop of wine that hit the boy's forehead did not pierce the boy's head as expected. As if the moment he hit him, the power in the wine disappeared without a trace, turning into an ordinary wine and cracking, and the beach was on the boy's forehead and soon evaporated and disappeared.

"Young Master, how are you?" Seeing the attack on the young man, the old man immediately became extremely nervous. He instantly used several magic weapons and magic weapons to close the loophole that had just been penetrated, and anxiously asked the young man who seemed extremely dull.

"Don't be nervous, I'm fine! It's good!" The old man's anxious voice awakened the young man's mind. He quickly returned to normal. Not only did he not show any panic or pain on his face, but he was filled with a surprise smile. After comforting the old man, he looked at Xu Changqing's place with a complicated expression and said, "Thank you!"

After saying that, he did not stop here anymore and signaled to the old man. The two of them cast spells and disappeared from the roof of the inn. Except for the few strong men around, no one knew that they had ever appeared.

The gift Xu Changqing gave was very big. This gift may not be anything but for others, but for the boy who is eager to quickly improve his cultivation strength, it is extremely important.

The four magic powers correspond to the four magic tricks, among which three magic tricks are the cultivation methods of three poison cultivation, and each sect corresponds to a very powerful poison magic power. This poison cultivation method was created by Xu Changqing and the old man of Poison. There are only a few people who practice the poison Tao in the Demon God Temple, and no one can pass it on. It is suitable to pass it on to this future leader of the Poison Dragon Clan. After all, the Poison Dragon Clan is also a famous poison-using clan in the Immortal Palace. Although the natal path is not dominated by the poison Tao, it cannot be separated from the poison Tao method. These three poison Tao methods are like tigers to the Poison Dragon Clan.

However, the reason why the young man Ao said the word "Thank You" was not the three poisonous methods, but the magical cultivation method contained in the remaining magical power. This magical power cultivation method was the magical power method of Xiangliu in the ancient times. Although he didn't know why Xu Changqing understood that this magical power method had long been lost, and even the inheritors of Xiangliu's bloodline did not know, he knew very well that with this magical power method, he could not only further purify the essence and blood of Xiangliu in his body, and his purity was greater than that of his father, or even the patriarch of the Poison Dragon Clan of all generations, but also increase the power of the original Xiangliu magical power several times.
Chapter completed!