Unknowingly, it had been more than half a month since Qin Ming entered Xiuluo Hall, and the atmosphere in the hall fell into an incredible calm. The fight between dragons and tigers that everyone expected did not happen, the strong confrontation that everyone imagined did not happen, and there was no sign of the chaos that everyone was worried about.
Except for the loss of two beds at the beginning, nothing too extreme happened. It was as if Qin Ming did not appear, and everything was basically the same as usual.
During this period, the five supreme elders came to visit Qin Ming one after another, and they came several times. They either chatted or discussed martial arts, occasionally discussed the situation outside, or listened to how Qin Ming had been through these years. Both his attitude and tone seemed very easy-going. Qin Ming knew that the five supreme elders wanted to know him in detail, so he had no worries. He was very relaxed and casual. He said whatever he asked and occasionally made a few jokes. The atmosphere was quite harmonious.
Since Shura Palace belongs to the old man, which is half of Qin Ming's family, he unconsciously wants to maintain it psychologically, including the stability here.
After the five supreme elders talked calmly several times, they all gradually changed their views on Qin Ming. It could even be said that Qin Ming's words, deeds, and attitude were exactly the same as they had imagined before. And it can be seen from their old eyes that this is definitely not a deliberate disguise, it is probably the real Qin Ming.
They admired Qin Ming's experience from childhood to the present, and Qin Ming's understanding and persistence of martial arts made them even more moved.
Maybe it was because my previous imagination was too bad, so despite just a few contacts, my liking for Qin Ming increased greatly.
For more than half a month, the palace master never showed up, but Qin Ming knew in his heart that it was not that he didn't want to see him, but that he was seizing all the time to recuperate, strengthen his strength, and be ready to deal with all kinds of emergencies at any time. It can ensure that the old man spends the past few years smoothly until he merges with the 'Taiyin Sacred Fetus'.
At noon that day, five supreme elders came to Qin Ming's courtyard together.
"Meng Hu is here too." Elder Qiu, who was slightly fat, walked into the courtyard with a faint smile.
"Elder Qiu!" Da Meng stood up quickly and saluted Elder Qiu, and also saluted several other elders who walked in. He just came back from the Jinxiu Palace today, where Yue Qing and the three daughters received high-level courtesy from the royal family. Although Yue Qing's supreme identity was not announced, the king, Nie Yinshan and others knew about it and did not dare to neglect, so they joined forces to protect Yue Qing. Qing and the others were tempered by the blood pool of the inner demon.
Qin Lan got bored staying there and had to come back. Seeing that there was nothing for him there, Dameng came back with the little girl.
"Elders, please come in quickly, we have just opened a jar of hero's blood!" Qin Ming was surprised that these five big guys were all here, but after half a month of communication and understanding, they were already relatively familiar with each other.
"Hero's blood? Did you drink up all the jars of hero's blood in Linglong Pavilion?" Elder Feng, who was unsmiling, liked to drink two cups, and there was a rare smile on his cold face. "I usually don't want to drink it, but occasionally I go and take a look to satisfy my craving. You're really rude of me."
"I left two altars for you." Qin Ming greeted with a smile. He took the old man's token and walked around Linglong Pavilion a few days ago. Unexpectedly, he found five altars of hero blood. It is said that six hundred years ago, the current palace master snatched it from the Jinyang tribe and kept it sealed in Linglong Pavilion.
These five altars of heroic blood were probably the most precious of the Jinyang clan back then. With Qin Ming's current strength in the Tianwu realm, one cup would make his whole body feel like it was on fire. His meridians, blood vessels, flesh and bones all became hot, and his whole body was burned red. . You have to eat it in small bites, otherwise you won’t be able to bear it.
In two days, he has drank two full jars, and this is the third jar. I have to say, it’s really good stuff!
"Elders, please chat first. I happen to have something to do." Da Meng stepped back knowingly. He is in Shura Hall and grew up in Shura Hall. He knows the status of the five supreme elders best, which is second only to the master of the hall. existence, and the master of the Shura Palace rarely handles affairs, the supreme elder is the person in charge on the surface, and it is impossible for the five of them to appear in the same place at the same time without very special circumstances.
"Qin Lan, let's go. I'll take you out to visit Shura Hall." Da Meng greeted Qin Lan.
Qin Lan was lying on Qin Ming's head braiding his hair. She reluctantly pursed her lips after hearing this, and followed Da Meng out of the yard. She did not forget to remind Qin Ming: "Dad, you are very handsome. Come back and continue braiding."
Qin Ming's hands that were about to loosen the braids on his head turned into scratching his head. "I won't touch it until you come back."
"Dad, be good." Qin Lan followed Dameng and left with satisfaction.
The five supreme elders exchanged glances without leaving any trace: "Is this little girl from the Spirit Tribe?"
"My daughter, of course the human race." Qin Ming smiled and filled the wine glasses for the five supreme elders. This jar of heroic blood had been tempered by the Jinyang tribe for thousands of years, and it has been sealed for another six hundred years. It is even richer, mellower, and viscous. Blood red, bubbling like hot lava. Even the wine glass must be specially made, otherwise it will be melted by the strong energy in a short time.
The five supreme elders sat down one by one, picked up the wine glasses and sipped them silently. This kind of delicacy was not easy to taste, and even with their status, they did not dare to touch it. In fact, after Qin Ming publicly showed the old man's token, they were astute and understood what the old man meant. They really regarded Qin Ming as a relative.
"When I first came to Tianting, I was lucky enough to taste a few pots, and the memory is still fresh." Qin Ming fucked two pots in two days, and his whole body felt like it was burning. It felt quite exciting.
Although every time I drink a cup, I feel severe pain all over my body, from the soul to the bones. Ordinary people really can't help it, but as long as I hold it back, there is a strong sense of comfort, as if every pore is opened. .
The unique energy in the hero's blood has an extraordinary ability to temper the king's soul. I felt it when I drank it at the Gate of East Valley last time, but I never had the chance to taste it again. This time after I found it in the Linglong Pavilion of Shura Palace, I moved it out without ceremony. When the two altars went down, not only did Qin Ming's own energy surge, calcining his muscles, bones, flesh, and stabilizing the realm of Tianwu, but all the eighteen king statues in the eternal kingdom boiled into turbulent waves, blooming with fierce light, like The calcined pottery is generally fiery red.
In just two days, the realms of two king souls have reached unity with Qin Ming, and the others have stabilized at the peak of the holy martial arts, and there is a tendency to continue to break through. The drastic changes in the statues of the Eighteen Kings also triggered changes in the Eternal Kingdom. It seemed to be rejuvenated from the inside out, and even the ground was no longer so dry and cracked, and became a little moist.
The unexpected surprise made Qin Ming secretly praise the trip as worthwhile.
"If you really want to drink, please bring out the two jars in Linglong Pavilion. Wine is something that only makes sense if you drink it." Elder Feng drank a glass, closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and tasted it silently, his face full of intoxication.
Qin Ming smiled. "If you say that, I'll be very rude."
Elder Feng laughed twice, but he was used to being serious. His expression soon returned to cold and handsome, and he said with a hint of meaning: "Although Shura Palace has only been officially promoted to the Small Heavenly Court this generation, it is on an equal footing with other Small Heavenly Courts. However, It has always been the top force in Heaven before, surpassing the Three Saints, and is revered by many forces as the fifth small Heaven. In the past two thousand years, it has accumulated a lot of treasures, and the blood of heroes is just one of them. If you live here for a long time, keep it It’s bigger than those who go outside to collect goods.”
With a faint smile on his face, Qin Ming refilled the cups for the elders: "It's not about the quantity, but the fit. After two days of wandering around Linglong Pavilion, I'm satisfied with this wine."
Elder Shen also had a better attitude towards Qin Ming: "Wine is easy to say! If you really want it, I will send someone to the Jinyang tribe to ask for a few more jars for you, I'm sorry they don't dare to say no."
"How can I bother you with such a trivial matter? If I have a chance in the future, I have to go to their wine cellar and take a look." Qin Ming picked up the wine glass and took a sip, enjoying the mixture of pain and relief. "Elder Xi, I asked you to help me check the recent situation of Huangleitian last time. Did you find anything?"
Elder Xi put down his wine glass and looked a little more serious: "There is something wrong."
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