It was almost dawn when Qin Ming left the woods.
Qiao Yuxi was lying on the grass, her long hair disheveled, her clothes messy, her face pale and without any blood. She was dying and completely passed out. The tormenting for the whole half of the night made her go back and forth, unconscious and awake, awake and unconscious again, back and forth, which lasted for at least thirty times.
In this dark dense forest, in this quiet corner, Qin Ming pinched her neck with one hand and controlled the resentment of the Shura Sword with the other, invading her soul again and again.
Qiao Yuxi is also a warrior, but her realm is only the Lingwu realm and she hardly ever fights. How could she withstand Qin Ming's Shura Sword. Waves of resentment broke into her soul like raging waves of a river, invading her thoughts and freezing her soul. Her eyes were fixed, staring at the sky with distracted gaze. The night seemed to have turned into blood. The world was no longer beautiful and peaceful, but all kinds of killings, deaths, various evil spirits and cruel scenes, echoing in her ears* *Screaming shrilly.
Qiao Yuxi seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, suffocated and desperate, but unable to struggle, and drowned alive. It was like being thrown into a bloody battlefield. No matter how much she cried and screamed, no one came to save her until she was torn into pieces alive.
Whenever she fell into a coma, Qin Ming would withdraw his resentment and revive her. No matter how he begged or cried, he would choke her neck and use the Shura knife to stimulate her.
Once... twice... three times...
When it was the tenth time, Qiao Yuxi collapsed as soon as she was rescued. She knelt in front of Qin Ming and kowtowed. She gave up all dignity, nobility, aloofness, etc. She trembled all over when she thought of what Qin Ming had to do. , even so exaggerated that he had to tear off his clothes and sacrifice himself.
Qin Ming just smiled, ignored and showed no sympathy, and grabbed his neck and came again.
By the fifteenth time, she had collapsed, lying on the ground unable to move her fingers. Apart from her eyes shaking with fear, she no longer had the energy to plead.
But Qin Ming still had no sympathy and tortured him until dawn. He smiled and left a message: "Treat Wen Yang well, I'm not kidding you. You know what happened tonight, I know God knows it, and if there is anything else Once people know about it, it won’t be as simple as torturing you.”
Qiao Yuxi's comatose position was very hidden, and no one noticed her all day long. Since she usually lived in seclusion and rarely interacted with people in the manor, except for a few of her maids who were looking for her, no one paid attention to her.
When Qiao Yuxi woke up, it was already evening. She seemed to be seriously ill. She felt unspeakable discomfort all over her body, and even her soul felt stabbing pains. She lay on the damp grass as if she had lost her soul. A resentment grew in her heart, but was swallowed up by endless fear in a blink of an eye. Thinking of last night's experience, she shuddered. Those bloody and cruel images flooded into her mind like a flood, as if they were going to tear her alive again.
Qiao Yuxi thought of Qin Ming's smiling face, and a chill ran through her body from the inside out, and her teeth were chattering. She has been pampered since she was a child, and she was favored at home. No one dared to mess with her when she got married. She was used to being arrogant. Not to mention beating her and scolding her, there was no one to even discipline her. This time she was really tortured.
"Are you awake?" Wen Yang sat in the yard all night and came to his senses when he saw Qin Ming coming in from outside.
"Are you ready?"
"Ah? Ah!! Okay!!" Wen Yang's depression was swept away, and he almost jumped up. The middle-grade earth-level martial arts was of the thunder type. Just thinking about it made him excited all over.
"It's not convenient for me to tell you the name of Wu Fa."
"Of course! Of course! Anything will do!" Wen Yang was so excited that he was incoherent. Maybe he knew that he had gone too far, so he grinned to cover up his embarrassment.
"Before I teach you martial arts, I want to transform your physique first."
"Renovation?"
"The leap from the third heaven to the fourth heaven is the first big hurdle in the Earth Martial Realm. It is not just as simple as improving the realm. Whether this hurdle is beautiful or not, and whether the steps are big or not, will directly affect your future. Grow. I have some precious medicines that can help you cut off your hair and cleanse your marrow, temper your meridians, improve your physique, and lay a solid foundation for you to leap to the fourth heaven."
Wen Yang took three deep breaths in a row, suppressing the excitement that was about to burst out. No one has ever been so kind to him, whether it is his family or even his wife, they are all so indifferent, let alone support his martial arts. He bowed deeply to Qin Ming, his eyes even a little red at this moment: "Thank you!!"
"No, it's just a little effort." Qin Ming smiled and helped him.
Wen Yang stood up, looked at Qin Ming deeply, walked over and suddenly hugged him hard. "Thank you! Thank you very much!"
"Let's see the effect first."
"Start now?"
"We can't be here. Let's go to the mountains and find a place where no one will disturb us. You should have some trustworthy guards. Take them with you."
"That's fine!!" Wen Yang's heart surged with heat again, yes! go outside! Lei Dao's practice was too noisy and could easily alarm the people in the manor. If someone came to cause trouble, the opportunity he had been waiting for for many years could not be ruined. "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what state are you in now?"
"Holy Martial Arts."
"Oh, let me just say... What? What! Shengwu?" Wen Yang almost bit his tongue.
"Isn't it similar?"
"How old are you?" Wen Yang knew that Qin Ming had some secrets, and the demeanor shown in his words and deeds was very different from the people he met, but he could also tell that Qin Ming was not very senior.
"How old do you think I am? Invite your guards to retreat in the mountains and forests. Isn't your second sister going to come back in a month? You don't have much time."
Although Wen Yang is not favored by his family, he has a pure character and treats his servants well. His prestige in the manor is not low. He is not stupid either. He has been training guards, many of whom are die-hard loyalists.
Wen Yang summoned ten ground martial-level guards and accompanied him into the forest. He grew up here and is very familiar with the mountains and forests. He knows where to hide, where to be safe, and where to have strong spiritual power.
Qin Ming avoided them at first and went to the hidden canyon to take out the bronze cauldron. This was originally a treasure he used to sprint to the holy martial realm. Unexpectedly, he made a wonderful breakthrough, but the medicinal liquid and heart in the bronze cauldron were still there. It is a very precious treasure that even one person cannot refine.
He extracted some medicinal liquid from it and divided it into small bottles and jars.
"What is this?" Wen Yang respected Qin Ming very much after knowing that he was a holy martial artist. Anyone who can grow up to be a holy martial artist is a genius in practicing martial arts, especially those who work alone and become holy warriors. Wu Geng is even more difficult and extremely difficult.
"The precious medicine I mentioned!" Qin Ming opened the jade bottle, and a stream of rays of light burst out. The green light was the strongest, covering the deep valley with a layer of rosy clouds, and the rich fragrance of the medicine filled the world. It is soaked in flowers, plants and trees, as if all the flowers are stretching and blooming at this moment.
Wen Yang couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the medicinal fragrance penetrated into his body, like clear springs washing flesh and bones, feeling indescribably comfortable. Even the guards guarding the outside of the valley turned around in shock and breathed in the medicinal fragrance vigorously, which was refreshing and intoxicating.
"Are you confident now?" Qin Ming handed it to him with a smile.
Wen Yang had no idea about the precious medicine that Qin Ming mentioned before. He only thought it was some medicine tempered by spiritual fruits and spiritual grass. He did not expect it to be such a precious thing. He could feel its extraordinaryness without asking carefully. "Confident! Very confident!!"
Star Pavilion!
A white-haired old man stood on the huge star-moon altar with his hands folded, looking up at the vast starry sky. The moonlight was brilliant, as cool as water, and the stars were dotted, twinkling in light and dark, and beautiful. The altar looks like a full moon outside, with stars embedded inside. The engraved lines and star arrays correspond to the sky, as if the entire galaxy is summarized on this altar.
The moonlight and starlight shine on the island, reflecting the inner lake where the Starry Pavilion is located like a bright mirror. All the fluorescence reflected from the lake is gathered into the Starry Pavilion and manifested in this ancient altar. The huge altar was lit up, as clear as glass, and like a bright moon falling. All the stars seemed to fly up and dance in the air, beautiful, mysterious, dazzling and charming.
The old man stood among the endless starlight, as if he was blending with the starry sky. His white hair was rising in the wind, his robe was fluttering slightly, his old face was cold and solemn, but his eyebrows were solemn.
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