Immortal God Asura

Yanwuchang

Qin Ming laughed lightly: "Didn't master prepare a tea party for you at Qingyun Zhufeng? Is it over soon?"

“It should be over now.” The girl fluttered on her clothes, her legs were light, and came to Qin Ming, sitting on the stone platform.

He sat still, looked at the stars, and behaved gracefully, like a blooming tulip, full of fragrance.

Qi Qing, the pride of Qing Yunzong, was one of the five disciples.

It was also a woman who was admired by many of Qing Yunzong's disciples.

She usually wears a veil to cover her face, and rarely smiles. Only tonight, he removed the veil, revealing his true skin, his skin as if he were sebum, his eyes as if in the autumn, his nose upright, his lips moist, his teeth like jade, and the beauty of the vanity of heaven is like a dream. People suffocated to death, as if the nine-day Xuannv had come to earth.

Qin Ming looked at the face of Yun Qing's perfect side and was delighted at her: "Congratulations on your promotion to the Xuanwu Realm, are you happy?"

Tong Qing twitched with ten fingers, lips slightly red: "I was very happy when I first broke through, and then my heart calmed down. In fact, there is nothing to be proud of. Our martial arts are like galaxies in the sky, and they are all working hard. It blinked. Every star that thinks it's shining will always find something brighter than it. "

"Because of this, this world is more precious to look forward to, isn't it?"

He Qing smiled gently, as if it was shining in a dark night. Just in front of Qin Ming, he was extremely relaxed and relaxed: "Thank you for the set of martial arts you sent, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to advance to the Xuanwu Realm so quickly."

"The set of martial arts was extremely demanding in the world. All I give is the first form. You have entered the Xuanwu Realm, and you can practice the second form." Qin Ming issued the Dayan Sword Code.

"I didn't really practice the first form, I just got new insights from it."

"Why not practice?"

"It rejected me."

"What?"

"It was just a thin sheet of paper, but there was a strange feeling between the lines, it seemed .. rejected me."

Qin Ming was shocked and opposed? Wasn't Da Yan Jian Dian's mystery not in the book, but the words within it?

"Where did you get it? This set of martial arts should be a prefecture-level martial art, perhaps even higher." Qiu Qing had yet to cultivate, but was able to study it carefully.

"Grandfather, he gave me this before he left."

"Where did the old man go?"

"I also want to know, and leave without a word." Qin Ming shrugged his shoulders.

"Because it's a gift from your father, it's just yours." Qiu Qing pushed the sword code back to Qin Ming: "The movements within are mysterious and unique. They are different from the orthodox swordsmanship in Qingyunzong. "

"okay."

“I just saw that you are practicing martial arts?” Qi Qing had actually been here for a while, and had been observing Qin Ming. Thunder and lightning seethed, Razer was dashing, and intense gazes formed an astonishing image, and she could hardly believe it was Qin Ming.

Qin Ming hesitated for a moment: "I killed Zhao Min and Qiao Chen."

“Making medicine some time ago?” Wu Qing was calm.

Qin Ming briefly spoke of what happened in the forest: "I changed the set of martial arts with the golden sword and bronze sword Qiaocheng."

"The Golden Bronze Sword is one of Yaoshan's swords. If those mercenaries show off everywhere, Yaoshan will likely follow you."

"Don't worry, I'd say I took it. I'm a hobby and I'm not afraid of anyone."

Wu Qing smiled and shook his head, "Do you want to know what you said today at the tea party?"

"Despite a few words of encouragement?" Qin Ming lay on a rock.

"Sir asked me what gift I wanted, and I said that you would be removed from your post and promoted to superior disciple."

"Suzerain disagrees or refuses, and may have to be seriously considered. The problem involves the older one, and suzerain needs to take care of his face."

Pu Qing's attempt to influence the Xuanwu Realm was to help Qin Ming get rid of his servant status. At today's tea party, Suzerain asked her what she wanted, and she said it fluently. However, the suzerain hesitated, and the other elders were silent. Of course, it was not the suzerain who punished Qin Ming, but the elder. The tension from the suzerain and the silence of the other elders indicates that the elders are still worried about the events of the year and will not give up.

It's been eight years! Eight years on, do you still want to let him go?

Wu Qing did not understand what kind of sin caused you to torment him for eight years and enslave the ancient city of Thunder for eight years.

He thought he could help Qin Ming improve by entering the Xuanwu Realm. Now it didn't seem as simple as he imagined.

………………

The next morning, Qin Ming held the stone glassware as usual to deliver the items.The most urgent thing was the tenth performance martial arts field, which required several thick iron chains.

Fifteen Qing Yunzong martial arts performance venues are located on top of fifteen mountains, each field of martial arts performance is over 300 meters wide, sprinkled with hard, hard rock, and, and lots of training equipment. Place for training. Of course, this kind of martial arts performance field was only open to first-rate students and private disciples. Intermediate disciples could only watch, whereas lower level disciples were not qualified to be approached.

Qing Yunzong's strict hierarchy was reflected in all aspects, there seemed to be many unfriendly ones, but the truth was to inspire the disciples to go ahead. Want more resources and better care, use your own strength to fight.

Although Qin Ming was a lower disciple, due to his status as a servant, he was able to seize the opportunity to deliver items to various martial arts performance venues.

Hundreds of disciples trained in the vast field of martial arts, fireballs exploded, the earth churned, sharp ice needles flew in the sky, and sharp swordsmanship against wild blades, all of which were extremely powerful, various spiritual powers and various martial arts, and they are in full swing. . Hundreds of disciples watched the battle, and applause came one after another.

"Come, what are you doing?" Qin Ming had just come to the top of the mountain, and an angry voice came from him.

"I'm in a hurry to get it myself. I only ship items in the order listed in the list." Qin Ming looked expressionless, threw his hand under the stone jar, and made a loud noise, immediately attracting a lot of attention.

“Didn't you dare to talk back?” A tall teenager stepped forward, yelling at Qin Ming's nose: “I know your identity, you are a servant, his job is to give, not exercise, he said, and let me see you carrying with you a stone jar around it, Lao Tzu smashed you! "

"It's so wide." Qin Ming pulled the thick chains from the stone tank and dragged towards the front of Yanwu Stadium.

“Lao Tzu is in a bad mood today, why don't you joke with me.” The boy stepped on the chain. His name was Pang Hu, a first-rate student, and he had a reputation in Qingyunzong. He had just been tortured in the field of martial arts performance, holding fire, and when he saw Qin Ming coming, he vented his anger at him.

"Take off your leg." Qin Ming endured too many of these kinds of provocations and turned to look at him coldly.

"I hear you, Lingu Santian? Dare to follow the disciples? Son, I think you can't wait!" Pang Hu laughed furiously, and the lower disciples of your lower disciples dared to go against me ?

"I am a second-rate student in the Turing Wu region. Are you a fifth-star first-class student and embarrassed?" Qin Ming laughed politely, throwing his arm around the chain, pulling it hard, just from At Pang Hu's feet, he pulled the long chain.

"Haha! It used to be crazy, now it's even crazy. What can you do with Lingu Triple Sky? Without martial arts, you are still wasting. If you don't hit the house for three days, you'll be life hit. Pang Hu pulled his sword suddenly, smashing into Qin Ming, his sword was fast, Huo Huo was born.

"Panghu, you're too much!" A young girl shouted in the distance and could not get used to this behavior.

“Pang Hu, are you a first-class student, intimidating the waiter, do you still have a face?” A few other disciples were also cheering dissatisfiedly, but no one had actually come to stop him.

Qin Ming's face was slightly cold, on one side of his body, he dodged the steel blade neatly, and directly slapped Pang Hu's face. His palm was louder than a hammer, the crackling sound was crisp, Pang Hu's head leaned, blood and water flew mixed with molars, and he stepped forward with his feet.

Panghu took ten full steps back, and his right face was red and swollen.

The nearby disciples calmly inhaled and started quite loudly.

“Rabbit, I'll rip you.” Not only did Pang Hu blush, his eyes were also red, he shook his head strongly, and killed Qin Ming with a knife.

Qin Ming grasped the thick chains, volleyed wildly, and shouted. That ten meter thick chain weighed three hundred pounds. He easily danced by the rounds, and the scene was startled and caused an exaggeration.

Stab!

Qin Ming lit a bow throughout his body, rushing the chains along his arms.

"********! Laozi ..." Pang Hu was about to lift his leg. The chain fell like a leather whip, and the sound of cracks adorned his back. His skin expanded and blood splattered. In the eyes of countless people, that thick chain instantly held Pang Tiger pulled from the top of the mountain and rolled down the rocky path.