"How did you do it?" Caiyi was excited. She was no less surprised than others. She knew that Qin Ming had a strong talent and that he could rise when he met the opportunity, but she didn''t expect to be so strong. It was a little abnormal.

    According to the previous expectation, Qin Ming should be able to fight strongly to the end, but it is also the limit, but I didn''t expect that he abandoned Mu Zixiu.

    "What and how?"

    "Why did the five heavy days waste the seven heavy days?"

    "Skills account for the majority. It''s Mu Zixiu''s carelessness."

    Caiyi smiled brightly: "I didn''t feel bad when I saw you covered with injuries for the first time."

    "It''s all flesh and skin injuries, not muscles and bones."

    "How explosive are you?"

    "About five thousand pounds."

    Caiyi suddenly, no wonder. "Go back and have a good rest. I''ll go to Zhuozhuo in Huyan and get you some Lingzhu grass. Hee hee, I bet three plants on him, with a bet rate of 10 for one. He owes me 30 plants."

    "So much? Can he give it?" Qin Ming smiled.

    Caiyi blinked and jokingly said, "he certainly won''t give it. How much he gives is how much."

    "Keep it. I''ll just use those three. Don''t forget that I''m still a servant and can''t accept martial arts and spirit grass."

    "I said I bet in your name."

    Qin Ming didn''t care too much about today''s victory. After returning to the warehouse, he closed the door again, practiced life and determination, and swallowed the Qi of life between heaven and earth.

    The second stage of SHENGJUE was thoroughly studied, and the recovery speed was several times faster than before. More than ten wounds healed slowly with the naked eye under the nourishment of the Qi of life.

    Yueqing really waited until Mu Zixiu''s people sent Lingzhu grass to let him leave. This strength moved many people.

    When Mu Zixiu left the martial arts arena, he was half unconscious and could hardly keep his arm.

    Although this will cause dissatisfaction among the elders, looking at Qingyun sect, no one dares to provoke Yueqing.

    The next morning, Zhang Dong sent the list again, deliberately adding "quantity".

    After a whole night''s cultivation, Qin ming recovered most of his injury and raised the stone jar to deliver goods everywhere.

    On the surface, I can''t see the injury. I look good and calm. It''s like nothing happened yesterday.

    He is very calm. The disciples are not calm on the way. Can this boy really fight to death? I was hurt like that yesterday. I was alive again after a night? It seems that there is no reason why he hasn''t been tortured to death in the past eight years. This boy really resists beating! There were still many disciples mocking on the road, but they obviously felt a little restrained. No one scolded when the delivery was not timely. I didn''t dare. The boy is not afraid of punishment, beating and trouble. He is full of hob meat. Now he has strength, and he is not afraid of anything.

    Qin Ming is very calm and has nothing to be proud of. He values the harvest after yesterday''s battle and the shortcomings in his martial arts.

    These are the most precious.

    Five days later, the realm of Qin''s life broke through again and Jin entered the six heaven of Lingwu.

    The three Lingzhu grasses brought by Yueqing and the five Lingzhu grasses forcibly brought by Caiyi from Zhuozhuo in Huyan helped a lot. In order to make this breakthrough, six trees were used before and after, and two trees were left just to consolidate the realm.

    Qin Ming has no slackness and practices day and night. Others may not be able to carry this intensity of cultivation, but Qin Ming is determined. The continuous gathering of heaven and earth aura can not only make him energetic and energetic, but also relieve fatigue and maintain his best state at any time. In the past eight years, he finally got the chance. If he didn''t perform well, he would be sorry for himself and the thunder ancient city waiting hard.

    Only in the dead of night, Qin Ming occasionally wondered why no one at home came to see me this year?

    In the past, I came three times a year. It''s been more than half a year this year. Why didn''t I come once.

    Is something wrong? When can I go back and see my family and the suffering citizens.

    Late at night, Qin Ming was sitting and meditating, consolidating the realm of the six heavens. A vague and hoarse voice appeared out of thin air: "senior... Help me..."

    The voice is empty, as if it is very weak and weak.

    Qin Ming woke up and looked around. Where''s the sound? He looked back at the deepest part of the warehouse for the first time. It was dark and full of sundries. It was scary in the silent night.

    "Elder... I''m Donghuang war clan..."

    "Help me... Help me..."

    The hoarse voice was intermittent and ethereal, like floating out of the warehouse and from the dark space.

    "Who are you? Where are you?" Qin Ming frowned and forced himself to be calm.

    "Forgive me... Sojourn Shura Dao..."

    "No offense... I''m too weak..."

    "Help me... Take me back to Donghuang Tianting..."

    Qin''s life is hard to decide. He immediately condenses the detective to check the Dantian gas sea.

    Lingwu realm can''t "spy" the meridians yet, but you can feel the abnormalities in the Dantian.

    Shura knife?

    Stored in Shura Dao?

    Donghuang war clan?

    What and what.

    Qin Ming suppressed his emotions and was about to ask. His voice suddenly sounded weak again: "no... no... your realm... Why... You... You''re not him?"

    Qin Ming couldn''t figure out the situation, let alone the good and evil of the "voice". He forced a calm way: "the man you said should be my master!"

    "Where is he? Let me see him!" the voice followed.

    "He has something to leave."

    "I''ll thank you for bringing me to him."

    "Who the hell are you? Why are you in my body?" Qin Ming can now be sure that the voice is the guy who jumped out of the stone and really hid in my body.

    The sound suddenly disappeared, and the Shura knife was very quiet.

    "What are you doing?"

    "Please get out of my body first."

    "The person you want to see is not here."

    Qin''s life was uneasy. Suddenly there was a strange thing in his body. Anyone would feel uncomfortable.

    The voice was silent for a long time: "at the age of 15, the realm of Lingwu Liuchong heaven, how can you be his disciple with your mediocre talent! Where did you get the Shura Dao and who are you?"

    The voice is still very weak, but it is no longer like the respect at the beginning, but gradually becomes severe.

    "What disciple does he take? He still needs your advice?"

    "Who is he? What forces does he belong to? What deeds has he done? His current age! Do you know?" "voice" asked continuously.

    "I don''t know." Qin Ming refused directly.

    "Don''t know? How can you have Shura Dao!"

    "I have not only Shura Dao, but also Dayan sword Scripture and Dayan ancient sword. I have something."

    "Who the hell are you?"

    "You don''t care who I am, don''t you mind killing me?" Qin Mingqiang said proudly. In fact, his heart mentioned his voice. This strange thing seems to have a bad temper.

    The voice was silent for a long time, and suddenly a weak roar came out. The Shura knife vibrated violently, filled with black fog, rolled up the towering aura, and shook Qin life''s blood and blood.

    He hates me! He hates it!

    He was aware of the breath of Shura Dao and thought that the legendary figure was nearby. Thinking of the good relationship between the two ethnic groups, he did his best to summon and struggle at all costs.

    Finally, in order to escape from the eight bitter heaven and earth array, he exhausted his remaining strength and is now very weak.

    I thought it would be better to leave. I could ask the owner of Shura Dao to return to the war family and heaven again. However, all kinds of efforts were in vain?

    Qin Ming endured the churning blood and let him vent: "who are you?"

    "Who are you?" the voice was very cold and hostile. He exhausted his last strength and hope, but in exchange for a mediocre doll, he had the heart to kill.

    "I said you don''t believe it. Tell me who you are first."

    "Little fellow, pay attention to your tone." the voice was cold.

    "Old man, pay attention to your situation." Qin Ming said impolitely.

    "Bastard!"

    "Don''t be crazy in front of me. You broke into my body without my consent. I haven''t settled with you yet."

    "Little fellow, if I were you, you would be dead now."

    "That''s right. If I were strong, you would be dead now."

    "Arrogant and ignorant young man, you deserve to talk to me."

    "Don''t you deserve it? Please go out and hide wherever you like. Don''t rely on me."

    They spoke louder and louder than each other, and their words became more and more impolite.

    "It''s your honor for me to stay in your body."

    "I can''t afford it, please leave! Otherwise, I''ll find the elders of Qingyun sect and ask them to invite you out." Qin Ming basically knows that this thing may be very weak and there is no threat, otherwise it won''t be so exciting. He doesn''t mean to resist.

    The voice was suddenly silent for a long time and whispered sadly: "I am a descendant of the war family, but I have fallen here. Is it... I am doomed to die in this life, and it is difficult to return to heaven."

    Qin Ming didn''t speak for a long time. After being quiet for a long time, he suddenly asked, "where is the heaven?"

    It was originally a concerned word, but the "voice" was dejected. It was a barbarian who didn''t even know the heaven. Do I still have hope to go back? "Believe it or not, Shura Dao and Dayan ancient sword were given to me by an old man. I don''t know his identity, origin and relationship with you. I just accompanied him for eight years. This is a gift he gave before he left." Qin Ming felt it necessary to remind him that Wanyi was desperate and cruel. Why should he die together‘ The voice ''did not respond, and sank in the Shura knife. It may be thinking, or it may be too weak.

    Qin Ming called for a long time, and the "voice" ignored it.

    What should I do? Hide it in the Shura knife? Or meet the elder of Yaoshan? After thinking about it, Qin Ming chose to "accept" for the time being. If he didn''t accept it, he couldn''t tell the elder of Yaoshan that there was something hidden in my Shura knife.