Not long after, there was a lot of news about someone spending a lot of money to get a spiritual warrior who had won eighteen games in a row to enter the bath of eighteen swords.
Some people are extremely jealous, more worried and frightened.
This is obviously a large-scale elimination.
In the past, no matter how powerful the master was, he would die from the Eighteen Curse.
This time maybe the entire army will be wiped out.
I don’t know how the forces in the Shuoyue Trial would agree to this person.
Qin Qing was feeding the chickens comfortably in the hot spring hotel.
Wen Minwu walked in and frowned. He probably heard about going to the Eighteen Sword Intention Bath.
Naturally, he couldn't follow him, but he was still very worried about Qin Qing's life. He heard that the God of Death's methods of committing crimes were terrifying.
Although Wen Minwu also knew that someone must be secretly working behind the scenes, he could also see:
Death is a master!
"When will we set off?" Wen Minwu asked.
"Tomorrow morning."
Qin Qing took out some more uncooked rice from the basket on the side and continued to feed the chickens, which was very satisfying.
It seems that he doesn't like the Eighteen Curse of Eighteen Sword Intent Bath.
"Practice hard," seemed to feel that three words of advice were not enough. Wen Minwu paused and added, "Be careful."
"Understood." Qin Qing lifted the basket and went back to the room to rest.
The next morning.
Tens of thousands of people were already waiting at the door. These were all spiritual warriors who had won eighteen consecutive victories in the Shuoyue Trial.
Qin Qing couldn't help but sigh in her heart: How big is the Eighteen Sword Intent Bath to accommodate so many people
Everyone gathered together, nervous, fearing that there would be no return once they entered.
"I didn't expect that your Xuannv Palace is still afraid of this. Our Gentlemen's League will definitely catch the person behind this this time and make him kneel on the ground and call his ancestors!"
There was a burst of laughter.
"Then you shouldn't not even know how you died, lest you become a dead soul!"
The people in Xuannv Palace became angry and stood up to refute.
The people in the Gentlemen's League and the Xuannv Palace were particularly jealous. Every word you said to me contained hidden murderous intent, and the curses kept coming.
It's just that when their two families are making such a fuss, the serious atmosphere of life and death will naturally disappear.
It has to be said that the two families' scolding was really a good show worth watching. It felt like a live treasure and made people laugh. It was not a big deal at all to watch the fun.
About an hour passed.
With a "creak", the door slowly opened.
All the spiritual warriors walked in cautiously, some of them were wild, as if they were here to slay demons.
The inside of the Eighteen Sword Intent Bath is not as the name suggests.
Most people will think it is a hot spring when they hear it. Hot springs can relax muscles and bones, which is naturally beneficial to spiritual practice.
But as soon as he walked into the Eighteen Sword Intention Bath, there was no warm atmosphere at all. Instead, there was a cold air, which made Qin Qing tremble.
And...a murderous aura.
After walking inside for about ten minutes, we reached a pool that was as endless as the sea, a pool like the sea.
The pool seemed to be filled with ordinary pure water, colorless.
But the spirit warriors all vaguely felt that the cold air coming in when they pushed the door was coming from the water in the pool. There was something fishy about the water!
This is probably the essence of why the Eighteen Sword Intent Bath is suitable for practice.
The pool is covered with long and narrow walkways, stacked one on top of another. There are countless branches on the main walkway, and there are meditation trays on the branches. There are countless branches. When one floor is full, there will be branches extending from above, forming a staircase. The building of the Eighteen Sword Intent Bath is surprisingly high, with hundreds of floors stacked at least.
"Is it really possible to practice cultivation here? I can't see if one day, I will die of cold here."
Someone grumbled and complained.
Indeed, Qin Qing and the others only stayed here for about ten minutes, and they already had a layer of frost on their bodies.
Fortunately, there were cotton-padded jackets made of down on each meditation tray, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
Qin Qing used spiritual energy and Qinggong to fly up to the 88th floor. He found a meditation tray anywhere and started practicing.