The next morning, Qin Ming finished delivering the goods and went back to the warehouse with the stone jar. He saw Yueqing standing under the old tree in the courtyard, quietly looking at the lonely tomb with a stele but no characters.
Yueqing is gentle, quiet and beautiful. No matter from which angle you look at it, it is so beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.
Her long hair was like a waterfall, and it was draped softly in the purple dress. The dress fit her perfectly, presenting her impeccable figure just right.
"Who is buried in this tomb?" Yueqing still remembers the lonely figure of the old man. Every day, every night, sunny or rainy, she would sit here, guard the spirit of the dead, and tend to the magnolia flowers beside the tomb. The desolate expression, the loneliness and sadness make people look sad.
She once asked Master who the old man was and where he came from. The master didn't know that there was an old man here, so he even searched from a distance, and later said that he was just an ordinary old man who couldn't be more ordinary, without fluctuations in spiritual power, and he didn't look like a warrior.
An old and lonely old man, no one in the Qingyun sect paid any attention to him, but Yueqing knew in her heart that the identity of this old man was not simple.
"The old man never talked about the people in the grave." Qin Ming went to the warehouse, put down the stone jar, took a bucket of water from the well, and washed the sweat all over his body.
"Didn't he say anything before he left?"
"I left the sword code, the ancient sword, and a note with just one word, life." Qin Ming scooped up water in the warehouse to clean it, and didn't shy away from Yueqing.
"Fate." Yueqing looked at Gufen and whispered to herself. "It's you, him, or Yuan."
"I have a hunch that I will see the old man again in the future." Qin Ming scooped up cold water from his head and feet, shook his head refreshingly, and said with a smile: "When that day comes, I will try my best to let the old man see a different Qin Ming."
"I believe in you." Yue Qing's face behind the purple veil was overwhelming, and she smiled sweetly, and the whole warehouse compound seemed much brighter. "I have good news for you."
Qin Ming laughed in the warehouse. "I just love good news."
"Your practice of Zidian Mad Snake has been approved, and it is judged that this set of martial arts belongs to you personally and does not belong to the martial arts resources of Qingyun sect. The elders debated this matter for five days. At first, they were planning to punish you, and they believed that other people secretly I gave you the martial arts, but I really didn’t find any evidence later.”·”
"Then, won't I be able to exchange martial arts from outside frequently in the future?"
"You, you already have enough martial arts. You don't need so many martial arts during the Lingwu period."
Qin Ming cleaned up quickly, put on clean clothes and came out, stretched his limbs, and prepared to practice with the Dayan Ancient Sword: "Compare with me?"
"In the future, I'm here to say goodbye today."
"Where are you going?" Qin Ming wondered.
"Retreat for three months, and go out to practice with Master, and may have to leave for a long time."
"Where do you want to practice?" Qin Ming was happy for Yueqing. If she wants to improve her current state, she really needs to travel to the outside world and experience dangers and tribulations. With Elder Mu Bai personally accompanying, safety is guaranteed.
"Master is still thinking about it. According to the original plan, I will attend the eight tea parties first, and then go outside to practice. Now the plan has changed."
"Eight sects tea party?" Qin Ming remembered that it was a large-scale gathering of the eight sects in the Northern Territory every two years. The meeting of the giants of the eight sects and the accompanying disciples competing in martial arts have become routine gatherings for hundreds of years.
It is said that on the day of the tea party, the entire Northern Territory will pay attention.
As the ruler of the Northern Territory, any important decision of the Eight Sects will directly affect the situation in the Northern Territory in the next two years, and even the 'Five Kings' will take it seriously.
For ordinary people, they are more concerned about the 'competition'.
The competition specifications can basically represent the strongest strength of the new generation of the Northern Territory, and the top five selected each time will be famous in the Northern Territory, and even be awarded a unique title, which is a supreme honor.
"Why didn't you participate? With your strength, there is no pressure to be in the top five."
"Master has his own considerations, and he has discussed it with the suzerain." Her master had hoped to take her to the eight sect tea parties to fight for honor for the Qingyun sect, but the marriage proposal of the Mang Palace disrupted the plan. It was not that Elder Mu Bai was afraid of it. They were worried that the Mansion of the Python King would tamper with the tea party.
It is easy to dodge an open spear, but it is difficult to guard against an arrow in the dark.
Qingyunzong placed too many hopes on Yueqing, and they couldn't ruin her future just because of the eight sects' tea party.
Yueqing suddenly asked: "Do you want to participate?"
"Me? The disciples who participated in the Eight Sect Tea Party are generally from the Ninth Heaven of Spiritual Martial Arts, and there are also people in the Xuanwu Realm. I am still far behind."
"There are still three months, and you still have a chance."
"In three months, from the sixth level of Lingwu to the ninth level of Lingwu?" Qin Ming shook his head, not because he lacked confidence, but because it was very difficult to break through in the late stage of the Lingwu realm. He can go from the third level of Lingwu to the sixth level of Lingwu in three months, but he may not be able to go from the sixth level of Lingwu to the ninth level of Lingwu in three months.
"Each sect will bring ten disciples to participate in the tea party of the eight sects. Every disciple must be under the age of eighteen. Apart from me, the four disciples of Jin Ling have already been appointed by default, and the number of six direct disciples has not yet been determined. Thirty candidates are listed."
"You wouldn't recommend me, would you?" Qin Ming looked at Yueqing.
Yueqing chuckled: "You guessed it right, my recommendation, plus your performance in defeating Mu Zixiu this time, made many elders seriously consider it. They decided to observe you for a while, and temporarily set you as the thirty-first candidates."
"No kidding?"
"I'm serious, you should fight for this spot, for yourself and for many people who care about you."
If Qin Ming just draws with Mu Zixiu, Yueqing will not recommend him. After all, the eight tea parties are all elites. They say it is a competition, but in fact there is a hidden murderous intention. If the strength is too weak, not only will they be ridiculed, but their lives will be in danger. . But Qin Ming proved himself in the martial arts arena, both in talent and combat effectiveness, he is very outstanding. Give him another three months, and he may grow to the seventh heaven, or even the eighth heaven. The field can also have a fight.
If Qin Ming can get the ranking, even if he only performed outstandingly at the tea party and attracted attention, his status in Qingyun Sect will be raised to a large level in the future, at least he can get rid of his status as a servant.
The higher Qin Ming's status in Qingyun Sect, the faster it will be to rescue the people of Leiting Ancient City.
This is an opportunity, a rare opportunity indeed.
Qin Ming understood Yueqing's intentions, and his heart warmed up: "Thank you."
"Don't thank me in advance, you are only the thirty-first candidate, and you are a candidate among the candidates."
"That means I only have three months?"
"The quota will be officially determined in two and a half months, and the remaining half month will be intensive training."
"Who are on the shortlist?"
Yueqing took out a parchment scroll, on which there were lines of beautiful small characters: "Tieshanhe, Lingxue, Ding Dian, these direct disciples are all on the candidate list. This list will not be announced to the public, but Tieshanhe and the others know that they are candidates."
"Let me give it a try." Qin Mingsheng has already understood the second paragraph, and his physique and meridians have also undergone radical changes, not to mention his three months can be used as nine months.
"I have already convinced my master that he will help you fight for it as much as possible, but the key is to rely on yourself. Every contestant represents the image of Qing Yunzong, and it is impossible to treat it like a joke." Yue Qing sincerely hopes that Qin Ming can pass, but she wants to Thinking of characters like Tieshanhe, Lingxue, and Ding Dian, Qin Ming is too far behind them. Moreover, the Great Elder faction will strongly oppose it, and Qin Ming will not be spared lightly during this period of time.