Immortal God Asura

Go home

Tieshanhe's sudden movements gradually made Yanwuchang silent. He had always been a maverick, doing whatever he wanted, belonging to the most individual and most arrogant category in Qingyunzong, but he had never heard of him before, it was as if he had never seen anyone, and today was truly incredible For the first time.

“Tieshanhe, you should not get involved in this matter!” In a team of a hundred people, a cold youngster came out.

He Xiangtian, the elder's personal disciple, and Mu Zixiu's brother, were one of the 30 candidates for the Eight Tea Drinking Ceremony.

“Your broken stuff is not qualified for me to intervene, I just warn you, don't be disgusting to do something.” Tie Shanhe closed his sword, his words were impolite.

He Xiangtian looked at Tieshanhe coldly, and his fists turned black. But after a moment of confrontation, he calmed down and greeted the male and female disciples to return. There is no need to be evil with Tieshanhe now, there are opportunities in the forest.

“Come walk and look, hum.” The men and women sneered and retreated to the team.

Tie Shanhe looked back at Qin Ming: "Partner with me?"

This statement once again shocked the nearby disciples, what luck Qin Ming had taken, which actually aroused Tieshanhe's interest. If Tieshanhe guarded him throughout the hunt, it would be difficult for He Xiangtian and the others to begin with.

Qin Ming also wondered why Tieshanhe would help him, but he refused to offer: "I'm in trouble and I won't get along with you."

“You sure?” Tieshanhe.

"okay." Qin Ming smiled and nodded, he attempted to steal back to Daqingshan, and could not let others know.

“Cautious.” Tieshanhe did not demand, and walked away with her sword.

"You, you, what an incredible opportunity, this is a waste." Someone shook his head and sighed. Tieshanhe rarely took the initiative to help. You don't know how to appreciate it.

It didn't take long for the disciples who had participated in the operation to arrive, there were over 900 people.

Among them, there were over ten personal disciples, such as Tieshanhe, Lingxue, etc. They were very attention-grabbing among the crowd and were admired and admired by many disciples.

By noon, five elders came to Yanwuchang, followed by over fifty middle-aged disciples.

In the following action, the five elders would sit on the edge and in the middle of the main sacrificial bush, respectively, while over fifty middle-aged disciples would swim in the forest. Their responsibility was only to deal with emergencies and not to interfere with the experience of the disciples.

“Go!” The elders have no unnecessary nonsense, and things that require attention and things to be prepared during training have been reminded.

A team of nearly a thousand people set out in a mighty manner, leaving the main entrance of Qingyunzong and deep into the vast old forest.

On the way, there were several waves of mercenaries, some of them retreated directly and did not dare to provoke Qing Yunzong's disciples. Some made bad smiles at the beautiful female disciples and disappeared into the dense forest, while others followed hurriedly and followed for tens of kilometers before being chased away by the middle-aged disciples.

This team of mercenaries were desperate people who dared to mess anything up and dared to do anything.

These people were more terrifying than the spirit monsters in the forest.

Qin Ming left Qingyunzong for the second time, with some experience. He walked to the end, dodged He Xiangtian and the others, and watched the route.

Three days later, the team came to the edge of the ultimate sacrifice.

Thousands of disciples were a little scattered, observing the surrounding terrain, they had to remember the surroundings here, and do not forget the location after 30 days and did not find a meeting place.

Qin Ming mixed low in the crowd.

He Xiangtian and the others stared at him from time to time, with a kill in his eyes.

They were overcrowded, and over a hundred would be divided into at least ten operational units. It was easy to deal with Qin Ming.

An elder noticed the situation here, and there was sympathy in Qin Ming's eyes, but he wasn't easy to intervene in matters among the disciples, let alone the older ones.

Qin Ming turned around, observing the terrain environment.

The terrain here was extremely clear, filled with red hemlock trees spanning tens of kilometers. It was also because it was clear and easy to find that it was chosen as a meeting place. If you can't find your way back after 30 days, climb to the highest mountain and look around, as long as you're not too far away, you can see this area of red forest.

During the day, the five elders greeted the disciples.

"Remember the neighborhood here, remember the location here. Thirty days later, gather on the spot!"

"Plan your own time, it won't end."

"Obviously, this is a forest, not Qing Yunzong. It's all up to you, you know?"

"Spread!"

When the elders ordered, the team split up and rushed into the dense forest in different directions.

Qin Ming mixed in with the main army, and rushed forward with them.

He Xiangtian did not chase after him immediately, but stared from a distance.

They could not start in public, find a place where there were no people, and the gods did not know it, even if outsiders knew that they did, there would be no evidence.

When Qin Ming dodged the crowd and disappeared in the old forest, He Xiangtian ordered: "Search !! Whoever captures Qin Ming first, reward him with two Lingzhu grasses!"

They enjoyed the pleasure of hunting and chasing and taking Qin Ming as their first prey.

But Qin Ming was not at all easy to find as they thought, and soon he abandoned all his disciples, found a place where there were no people, and took out a map of Caiyi.

"Daqingshan is here, I am ... here."

Qin Ming determined his position and immediately set off, rushing towards Daqingshan in a straight direction.

Go home!

Go home!

I want to go home!

Before the five elders and middle-aged disciples were on the spot, he would rush out of the designated training area as soon as possible.

"Sister! Uncle! Dear ones! I'm back! I'm back!"

"Eight years .. eight years ..."

"Eight years .. I'm an adult .. I'm back ..."

Qin Ming's current joy could only be understood by himself. For eight years, can the relatives still recognize me?

There was a smile on his face and his eyes were already warm.

He ran on a steep mountain road, moving between thick branches.

The entire body seemed to have endless power.

Go home!

Think simple, persistent faith.

He even fantasized about seeing his loved ones, and was a little afraid of seeing the suffering of the townspeople.

Waiting for! Touched! Huh! Nervous!

Various emotions were mixed, and Qin Ming's state of mind had never been as chaotic as it was now.

A black wind leopard stared at Qin Ming from afar, took out of the forest, roared viciously, and moved the old forest.

Qin Ming wanted to get rid of him, but the Black Wind Leopard chased after him, with its huge body chasing wildly and ramming.

"I don't have time to ensnare you." Qin Ming suddenly turned around and shot out two flying blades from afar. His blade was sharp and turned crazily, with a strong wind.

The Black Wind Leopard dodged violently, but the flying blade still struck the body with precision and ferocity, muffled, and blood splattered. The flying sword was extremely powerful, and it struck a spot on the spot, and the momentum continued, and it penetrated deep into the old tree next to it.

Qin Ming ran over in haste, struck straight, and shouted, his entire body gathering at his right fist.

A gurgling sound rang out, and a heavy blow struck the Black Wind Leopard's jaw firmly. Heifeng Leopard screamed and flew out. He had just landed, crawled forward, and shouted at Qin Ming, and fled.

This is a demon monster, if you win, its fur is worth a lot of money. But Qin Ming had no intention of hunting, put away the flying blade, and continued rushing towards Daqingshan.

He planned to run fifty kilometers before dark, but the main sacrificial mountain road was rough, the forest was moist and fertile, and it was not as smooth as he expected. Some ancient trees were tens of meters tall, with branches all over the ground, like hills, blocking the way.

He easily lost his way and had to stop for a while.

It didn't take long before he met the head demon spirit again, feeling a fierce breath from afar, he resolutely avoided.

Soon after, I will climb to the top of the tree to determine the direction. In the forest ahead, there was a crowd of great-grandsons, dense, extremely messy, and a faintly white shadow quickly approached him.

Qin Ming looked into his eyes at the group of monkeys?

A large group of white-haired monkeys roared among the forest branches and were as strong as flying. Their eyes turned blood red and their teeth grinned and screamed. Many of the forest birds were shocked by them and flew into chaos.

Dangerous!

Avoid it!

At night, Qin Ming stood at the top of the mountain, carrying dried wheat, looking towards Mount Daqing.

The journey home was more difficult than he had thought, and it was planned to walk 50 kilometers before dark, only to get over thirty.

There were more demon spirits at night than during the day, and roars echoed in the deep night.

He had to suppress the urgency of returning home, so come slowly, anxiously.

He did not want to stand in front of his loved ones with blood.