"You help me get a spot, and I'll make you my friend."
Huyan Zhuozhuo said tactfully: "The Eight Sects of the Northern Territory attach great importance to the Eight Sects Tea Party. They will bring their best disciples there every time, and casualties often occur during the competition. Mr. Qin, it's not that I don't want to help, it's really... Your realm…”
"I am currently at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. If you give me a month and a half, I will do my best to reach the eighth level."
"You are in the seventh heaven?" Huyan Zhuozhuo was startled.
Qin Ming released thunder and lightning, raising his momentum to the extreme: "The seventh heaven has reached its peak."
Huyan Zhuozhuo's eyes changed again, faintly shining with light. If I remember correctly, it has only been just half a year since Qin Ming entered the Lingwu realm, and he has actually been promoted to the seventh heaven? The further the realm goes, the slower the improvement, especially the leap from the sixth to the seventh heaven, is a big step, but Qin Ming was only at the fifth heaven a month and a half ago.
"How did you do it?" Huyan Zhuozhuo knew that Qin Ming was very talented, and also knew that Qin Ming had the guts to rush in, but to reach the seventh heaven in half a year, this was a bit abnormal.
"I will be promoted to the Eighth Heaven in one and a half months. You can help me get a place in the Eighth Sect Tea Party."
Huyan Zhuozhuo quickly calmed down and did not answer in a hurry. Qin Ming's talent and growth rate really shocked him, but if he wanted to win a spot at the tea party, Huyan Zhuozhuo really didn't have the ability. After all, the Huyan family was not so powerful that it would be embarrassing for the Qingyun Sect to bring a "weak" to the Bazong Tea Party. Show your eyes'.
Qin Ming did not rush him and waited for his decision.
Huyan Zhuozhuo hesitated for a long time and chuckled: "Mr. Qin, I really want to help you, but... this... Haha, Mr. Qin, you may not know about the Eight Sects Tea Party. It is a competition between the strongest new generations of the eight sects, almost all of them. Among the geniuses of the Nine Heavens, there are also some geniuses like Yue Qing. It’s not that I don’t believe in your strength, it’s just that... "
"I am not going to experience the Eight Sects Tea Party. I am going to fight for a quota and exchange the quota for my status in the Qingyun Sect." Qin Ming is not fighting for himself, but for the 200,000 people of Thunder Ancient City. I didn’t have the strength to fight before, but now that I have the strength, I have to fight no matter what.
Huyan Zhuozhuo was very smart and roughly understood what Qin Ming meant. "Can I take the liberty to ask you, do you... hate the Qingyun Sect?"
"I'm not a mad dog and I won't bite."
Huyan Zhuozhuo was quite satisfied with this sentence, and his smile deepened unconsciously. The Huyan family does not want to offend the entire Qingyun Sect, but if it only offends one elder, they can consider it, but the conditions need to be discussed: "I personally want to help you, but if I want to persuade the sect leader, my family needs to come forward. How can I ask him to do so?" People coming to the family? You can't just give empty promises."
"I will fight for the ranking. If I succeed, you and I will be friends. If I fail, I, Qin Ming, will sell myself to your Huyan family." Qin Ming picked up the stone jar and left the dense forest.
Huyan Zhuozhuo stood there, silent for a long time. If it were anyone else, he would just take it as a joke, but Qin Ming's character is really something he likes, and his talent in being promoted to the seventh heaven in half a year is enough for him to take it seriously.
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"Sir." Several followers walked into the forest.
Huyan Zhuozhuo restrained his smile in a rare move, and his slightly narrowed eyes shone brightly.
The followers were secretly surprised. They had been with Huyan Zhuozhuo for many years and had never seen him behave like this.
After a long time, Huyan Zhuozhuo raised his head and resumed his smile: "Please ask my father to come!"
… … …
Qin Ming believes that Huyan Zhuozhuo will seriously consider it. For the Huyan family, this is like a big gamble, betting that they can get a ranking at the Eight Sects Tea Party. Once they achieve their goal, their status will change. The first thing to change will be the servant status. As long as you are no longer a servant, you will no longer be controlled, which is equivalent to a free status. A free man with potential and a background as a young city lord of Thunder Ancient City, I believe the Huyan family will be very satisfied with this transaction.
When the time comes, with the cooperation of the Huyan family, it will be easier for Qin Ming to help the family.
This was a decision that Qin Ming had carefully considered all night long, and involved a series of subsequent plans.
Once the Huyan family agrees to this proposal, they will definitely be closely tied to Qin Ming for a long time in the future. Doing things for Qin Ming will also realize their greater interests.
But the prerequisite is that Qin Ming can compete for a place at the Bazong Tea Party. This is the most critical point.
"Eighth Heaven! In one and a half months, I will advance to the Eighth Heaven!"
Qin Ming gave himself a death order.
From that day on, he became as low-key as ever, ignoring any provocations from the outside world and not caring about all humiliations. He delivered goods in the morning every day and spent the rest of the time practicing.
The disciples of the Great Elder's faction wanted to cause trouble but didn't even have the chance to start. They wanted He Xiangtian to take the lead, but He Xiangtian was taken away by the elder for special training.
Qin Ming gradually entered the state and practiced wholeheartedly.
But within a few days, those disciples found a new way to deal with Qin Ming.
"Qin Ming!" Zhang Dong raised his head and pushed open the iron door of the warehouse, holding a list in his hand: "Deliver the goods! Deliver the goods quickly!"
Qin Ming was sitting cross-legged on the stone bench practicing Shengshengjue and adjusting his breath.
"Qin Ming! Are you so deaf?" Zhang Dong yelled at the top of his voice, but he really didn't dare to walk into this warehouse. This madman is getting more and more arrogant now, and even Mu Zixiu has been defeated. If it weren't for the disciples of the Great Elder's faction to make arrangements today, he really wouldn't want to come here.
Qin Ming continued to practice without paying attention.
The list in Zhang Dongyang's hand: "From today on, the number of your deliveries will be increased five times, including morning, afternoon and evening. The manager has spoken. You are a servant, so you should do what a servant should do. Do you hear that? This is the list. , I put it here for you. If you can’t finish it before dark, you will not be lenient. I am talking to you, you... "
Qin Ming suddenly opened his eyes, Zhang Dong stopped shouting on the spot, and forced himself to calm down: "Go to me quickly, don't waste time."
"Zhang Dong." Qin Ming looked at Zhang Dong expressionlessly.
"What are you doing? Be honest and don't be impulsive!"
"Go back and eat something good."
"What?"
Qin Ming ignored it, closed his eyes and continued practicing, ignoring the list.
In the blink of an eye, in the evening, Zhang Dong rushed to the warehouse angrily: "Qin Ming, you are really upset, why don't you deliver the goods? Ah!! Why!!"
Qin Ming looked at the sky, twisted his neck, moved his body, and stood up from the stone bench.
"What are you doing!" Zhang Dong suddenly felt bad. Is this guy going to beat me
Qin Ming walked towards Zhang Dong step by step: "Are you full?"
"none of your business."
"It seems that we haven't been active for more than half a year."
Zhang Dong held on to the iron door and backed away. "What do you mean? What do you want to do? Qin Ming, don't come over, I'm warning you, I... Qin Ming... ah..."
That night, Zhang Dong disappeared!
The first day no one noticed, the second day people started looking everywhere, and the third day, they found it.
Zhang Dong was buried alive!
Buried at the foot of a low mountain, with his head exposed and his mouth gagged, he was already dying.
If people hadn't discovered it in time, it might have killed him.
Zhang Dong went crazy and wanted to take revenge on Qin Ming, but late that night, Zhang Dong disappeared again.
Other stewards searched the mountains and found Zhang Dong hanging by a rope in a deep well. There were various venomous snakes in the deep well.
When Zhang Dong was pulled up, his soul was lost, he was in a trance and couldn't even speak.
"This is outrageous!" The chief steward of Qingyun Sect was furious and directly ordered Qin Ming to be imprisoned for two months!
Qin Ming simply packed up his things, locked the iron door of the warehouse, and took the initiative to go to the underground prison of Qingyun Sect.
Since then, he disappeared from everyone's sight.
What Qin Ming wants is this effect. Instead of being harassed outside every day, it is better to find a place to practice quietly.
With Shengshengjue to recuperate, he can practice as much as he wants without being affected by the environment, and can use it for two or three days a day. This is an advantage that other disciples absolutely do not have.
In the dark cage, Qin Ming abandoned his distracting thoughts and immersed himself in cultivation. He practiced hard on the Purple Lightning Snake and the Mountain and River Epee, and also practiced hard on the Vajra Strength, trying his best to attack the barrier of the seventh heaven.
However…
More than ten days later, Qin Ming discovered a problem.
The breakthrough to the seventh heaven was more difficult than expected. As early as the end of the hunting conference, his realm was actually at the peak of the seventh heaven. However, after twenty days of training, his realm remained unchanged and there was no sign of a breakthrough.
If this situation continues, it will be difficult to break through in the short term.
Qin Ming has five spiritual stones hidden in his body. Use them to push? Impossible. Unless it is a very special spiritual object, like the purple jade spiritual ginseng, it will be difficult to achieve a breakthrough in the realm. Moreover, continuous use of spiritual objects to break through may also bring about the disadvantages of unstable foundation and affect the future growth space.
"There are only eighteen days left until the Eighth Sect Tea Party."
Qin Ming sat in the shadows and thought hard. Even if he used these eighteen days as more than a month, it would be difficult to achieve a breakthrough.
"what to do?"
It's not that Qin Ming has never thought about practicing the second form of the Dayan Sword Code. He tried to read it for three days but couldn't understand a few words. The second form is not a martial art that can be practiced at this stage.
"What else do I have?"
Qin Ming thought about it and suddenly thought of the Shura Knife.
The old man reminded him at that time that he could not practice before the Xuanwu realm, but Qin Ming needed strength too much now and needed more life-saving stunts. He not only needs a breakthrough in realm, but also needs to grow in strength. Only in this way can he achieve results at the Eight Sects Tea Party.
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