Asura God

Chapter 41: go home

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Tieshanhe's sudden move made the martial arts arena gradually quiet. He has always been a maverick and does whatever he wants. He is the most individual and arrogant in the Qingyun Sect, but I have never heard of him standing up for anyone. It is like he never thinks highly of anyone. Today is really unprecedented. first.

"Tieshanhe, you'd better not get involved in this matter!" A cold and handsome young man walked out of the team of a hundred people.

He Xiangtian, the great elder's direct disciple and Mu Zixiu's senior brother, is one of the thirty candidates for this Eight Sect Tea Party.

"I'm not qualified to get involved in your bad affairs. I'm just warning you, don't make people disgusting." Tieshanhe put away his knife and spoke rudely.

He Xiangtian looked at Tieshanhe with cold eyes, and black energy surged from his fists. But after a moment of confrontation, he calmed down and called the male and female disciples back. There is no need to quarrel with Tieshanhe now. There are plenty of opportunities in the forest.

"We'll see, hehe." These men and women sneered and retreated into the team.

Tieshanhe looked back at Qin Ming: "Are you going to partner with me?"

These words once again surprised the nearby disciples. What kind of fate did Qin Ming have to arouse Tieshanhe's interest? If Tieshanhe was guarding him throughout the hunting operation, it would be difficult for He Xiangtian and others to have a chance to make a move.

Qin Ming also wondered why Tieshanhe would help him, but when faced with the invitation, he declined politely: "I'm in trouble, so I won't get involved with you."

"Are you sure?" Tieshanhe looked at him.

"Sure." Qin Ming smiled and nodded. He wanted to sneak back to Daqingshan and couldn't let others know.

"Be careful yourself." Tieshanhe didn't force it and walked away with the sword on his back.

"You, you, what a good opportunity was wasted like this." Some people shook their heads and sighed. It is rare for Tieshanhe to take the initiative to help, and you still don't know how to cherish it.

Not long after, almost all the disciples who participated in the operation arrived. There were more than 900 people gathered in the martial arts field.

Among them, there are more than ten direct disciples, such as Tieshanhe, Lingxue, etc. They stand out in the crowd and are respected and admired by many disciples.

At noon, the five elders arrived at the martial arts arena, followed by more than fifty middle-aged disciples.

In the next action, the five elders would sit on the edge and in the middle of the officiating mountain, while more than fifty middle-aged disciples were wandering in the forest. Their responsibility is only to deal with emergencies and will not interfere with the disciples' training.

"Let's go!" The elders said no unnecessary nonsense. They had already reminded them of the things that needed to be paid attention to and the things that needed to be prepared during the experience.

A team of nearly a thousand people set off in great numbers, leaving the main gate of Qingyun Sect and going deep into the vast mountains and forests.

On the way, they encountered several waves of mercenary teams, some of which simply retreated, not daring to provoke the disciples of the Qingyun Sect. Some of them gave the beautiful female disciples a naughty smile and disappeared into the dense forest, while others followed them leisurely and followed them for dozens of kilometers before being chased away by the middle-aged disciples.

These mercenary teams are all desperadoes, they dare to mess with anything and do anything.

Compared to the monsters and monsters in the forest, these people are more terrifying.

This is the second time Qin Ming has left Qingyun Sect, and he has some experience. He walked at the back, avoiding He Xiangtian and others, and also observing the route.

Three days later, the team arrived at the edge of the main sacrifice mountain.

Thousands of disciples were slightly scattered, observing the surrounding terrain. They must keep the environment here firmly in mind, lest they forget their location and cannot find the gathering place thirty days later.

Qin Ming blended in the crowd in a low-key manner.

He Xiangtian and others glanced at him from time to time, with murderous intent in their eyes.

Their numbers are overwhelming, and more than a hundred people will be divided into at least ten action teams. It's just a matter of Qin Ming, it's very easy.

An elder noticed the situation here and looked at Qin Ming with sympathy in his eyes, but it was difficult for him to interfere in matters between disciples, let alone the great elder.

Qin Ming walked around and observed the terrain.

The terrain here is very distinct, with patches of red hemlock trees stretching for dozens of miles. It is precisely because it is bright and easy to find that I chose this place as a gathering place. If you really can't find your way back after thirty days, you can climb to the highest mountain and take a look. As long as you are not too far away, you can see this fiery red forest area.

At noon, the five elders called the disciples to assemble.

"Remember the environment here, remember the location here. Thirty days later, gather at the same place!"

“Plan your own time and don’t wait until it’s overdue.”

"Recognize it clearly, this is a forest, not the Qingyun Sect. Life and death are all up to you, do you understand?"

"spread!"

After the elders gave the order, the team dispersed and rushed into the dense forest in different directions.

Qin Ming mingled with the mainstream troops and rushed forward with them.

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

They couldn't do it in public. They had to find a place where no one was around and do it without anyone noticing. Even if outsiders knew it was them, there would be no evidence.

When Qin Ming avoided the crowd and disappeared into the old forest, He Xiangtian gave an order: "Search!! Whoever catches Qin Ming first will be rewarded with two Lingzhu grass!"

The ten teams cheered loudly and dispersed into the forest like wolves.

They enjoyed hunting and chasing, and regarded Qin Ming as their first prey.

But Qin Ming was not as easy to find as they thought. He quickly left all the disciples behind, found a deserted place, and took out the map given by Cai Yi.

"Da Qingshan is here, I am...here."

Qin Ming determined his position, set off immediately, and rushed towards Daqing Mountain in a straight line.

go home!

go home!

I want to go home!

He wanted to rush out of this designated training area as soon as possible before the five elders and the middle-aged disciples were in place.

"Sister! Uncle! Relatives! I'm back! I'm coming back!"

"Eight years... eight years..."

"Eight years...I have grown up...I am back..."

Only he can understand Qin Ming's excitement at this time. After eight years, can my relatives still recognize me

There is a smile on his face and his eyes are warm.

He ran wildly on the rugged mountain road and pranced among the thick tree branches.

His whole body seemed to have endless power.

go home!

Simple thoughts, persistent beliefs.

He was even fantasizing about seeing his relatives, and was a little afraid of seeing the suffering of the city people.

expect! move! perturbed! nervous!

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

A black leopard stared at Qin Ming from a distance, rushed out of the forest, roared savagely, and disturbed the old forest.

Qin Ming originally wanted to throw away, but the Black Wind Leopard pursued him, his huge body pursued him wildly, and ran rampant.

"I don't have time to fight with you." Qin Ming suddenly turned around and shot two flying knives from a distance. The blades were sharp and flipped fiercely, with strong winds.

The Black Wind Leopard dodged vigorously, but the flying knife still hit the body accurately and hard, making a muffled sound and blood splattering everywhere. The flying knife was so powerful that it pierced both of them on the spot, and its momentum continued, piercing deeply into the old tree next to it.

Qin Ming ran wildly and met him head on. He let out a low roar and the electric light all over his body gathered in his right fist.

There was a loud bang, and the heavy punch hit the Black Wind Leopard's chin firmly. With the force of thunder and the power of the heavy punch, the electric light tore the skin and flesh and pierced into the mouth. The black wind leopard screamed and flew out. As soon as it landed, it crawled back, roared at Qin Ming, and ran away in despair.

This is the head spirit monster. If you take it, its fur will be worth a lot of money. But Qin Ming had no intention of hunting, so he put away his throwing knife and continued towards Daqing Mountain.

He planned to run fifty kilometers before dark, but the mountain road in the main mountain forest was undulating and rugged, and the forest was moist and lush, so it was not as smooth as he expected. Some ancient trees are tens of meters high, with branches hanging all over the ground, like hills, blocking the way.

He loses his direction easily and has to stop every step of the way.

Not long after walking, he encountered the head spirit demon again. Feeling the fierce aura from a distance, he decisively avoided it.

Not long after, just as he was about to climb to the top of the tree canopy to determine the direction, a group of squeaking sounds suddenly came from the forest in front of him. They were densely packed and very chaotic, and he could vaguely see a white shadow rushing towards him quickly.

Qin Ming took a closer look, a group of monkeys

A large group of white-haired monkeys scampered and screamed among the branches of the forest, as vigorous as flying. Their eyes were blood red, and they screamed with bared teeth. Many forest birds were frightened by them and flew away, creating a chaos.

Danger!

Avoid it!

After nightfall, Qin Ming stood on the top of the mountain, gnawing dry food and looking in the direction of Daqing Mountain.

The journey home was more difficult than he thought. He planned to run fifty kilometers before dark, but it turned out to be only over thirty.

There are more spirit monsters at night than during the day, and the roars one after another echo endlessly under the deep night.

He had to suppress his eagerness to go home, and he had better do it slowly, there was no need to rush.

He didn't want to turn around and stand in front of his relatives covered in blood. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.