What happened in Daqingshan strengthened Qin Ming's determination to go home.
Caiyi tried hard to persuade her for two days, but finally she had no choice but to compromise. After repeatedly telling Qin Ming to pay attention to safety, he was given a detailed map.
Two days later, the entry list for this year's second hunting operation was officially announced, and the last name in the bottom column was Qin Ming.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is the manipulation of people from Mu Zixiu's faction. Otherwise, with Qin Ming's strength at the fifth level of the Lingwu Realm, and his status as a low-level disciple and servant, it is impossible to be eligible for the competition.
Things have come to this, I can only pity Qin Ming, you should never have won against Mu Zixiu and provoked Mu Zixiu, Mu Zixiu is very powerful in Qing Yunzong, and there are many brothers and sisters who are in the same trench as him. Well now, they forcibly dragged you into the hunting circle, just to treat you as the number one prey.
On the second day after the competition quota was announced, Qin Ming came to the Fifth Martial Arts Field, which was the gathering place for hunting operations.
There are already hundreds of disciples waiting here in the Martial Arts Field. They are generally around 20 years old, and their realm is above the sixth heaven of Lingwu, and some of them are in the ninth heaven of Lingwu.
Some disciples have participated many times and are calm and calm. Some disciples participated for the first time, and they were nervously asking for advice from experienced disciples.
Although hunting is very dangerous, it can also be accompanied by opportunities. For example, it is possible to pick up precious spiritual grasses and spiritual fruits in the deep mountains and old forests, or to catch the cubs of the spirit demon, or to pick up some special treasures, all of which are possible. Compared with the step-by-step cultivation within Qing Yunzong, many ambitious and aggressive disciples are more willing to join in hunting operations together.
Therefore, each hunting operation will have a scale of about a thousand people, which is very large.
Many disciples specially formed a fixed team to regularly participate in each hunting operation, and the treasures they got were evenly distributed.
On the square, some of the disciples participating for the first time formed groups by themselves, some joined those prestigious elite teams, and some teams were recruiting companions to expand their team strength.
As soon as Qin Ming walked to the martial arts arena, several people surrounded him to win him over.
"Brother, how many times have you participated in the hunting operation? Are you interested in joining our team?"
"My friend, we are a newly formed team, and we need a masculine and tough disciple like you to join. How about it, think about it?"
"How old are you in Lingwu? Do you want to consider... Hey... I think you look familiar."
"You are Qin Ming?" Someone recognized him.
"Yes." Just as Qin Ming opened his mouth, seven or eight people turned their heads and dispersed, leaving him there.
The other people who were about to come over to recruit saw him, and they also dispersed. In the eyes of these people, Qin Ming has strength and drive, but it's a pity that he is full of troubles, and he might be beaten by a group on the first day. They are here for adventure and experience, not for death, the less trouble the better.
Qin Ming doesn't care, he didn't think about which team to join.
The martial arts arena was lively and lively, and the atmosphere was very enthusiastic.
Gathered in groups of three or four, they were all discussing the upcoming hunting operation. Some were eager to try and go crazy, some encouraged each other to find top-grade spirit treasures, and some teams wanted to cooperate with each other to hunt and kill some powerful spirit treasures. demon.
However, Qin Ming unexpectedly found some special characters in the crowd.
Personal disciple, Ding Dian!
Personal disciple, Tieshanhe!
Personal disciple, Di Yun!
He even saw Ling Xue, Yaoshan's personal disciple who seldom showed up!
"Why are they here? Are they also participating in hunting operations?" Qin Ming felt strange, these people should not lack spiritual herbs, nor lack training opportunities. On second thought, could it be preparing for the Bazong Tea Party? These candidates want to take advantage of the dangerous environment of the forest, challenge their limits, experience crises, and improve their combat effectiveness
Qin Ming noticed them, and they all saw Qin Ming.
"Di Yun, that is Qin Ming." A female disciple reminded Di Yun.
Di Yun turned around slowly and looked at Qin Ming. His eyes were sharp, his face was expressionless, and he could feel the strong gesture from a long distance away.
Qin Ming calmly met Di Yun's gaze. He has been observing Di Yun's cultivation for these years, and after a long time he has figured out the first three stages of Vajra Strength, and was able to advance to the Spirit Martial Realm.
Di Yun looked at him for a while, and then walked towards Qin Ming. He is strong and strong, with the steps of a dragon and a tiger, and bright eagle eyes. The clothes are very casual, the whole body is full of muscles, showing a sense of strength, but it does not give people a sense of bloat, the proportion is perfect, and the person looks very handsome.
He is a personal disciple who has practiced Vajra Strength to the extreme, and his explosive power is amazing. He has become famous in Qing Yunzong for three to five years.
As his personal disciple, he is likely to practice the earth-level martial arts Vajra Hunyuan Dao in the future, and his future is boundless.
"Di Yun walked towards Qin Ming?"
"Want to make gestures with him?"
"He is Qin Ming? First time seeing him."
"Hey! Qin Ming and Di Yun are going to face each other? I've been looking forward to this scene for a long time."
"I've always been curious about Di Yun's reaction when he knew that Qin Ming was practicing Vajra Strength. Hehe, the show is on."
Ding Dian, Han Qianye and other direct disciples also looked at this place, observing carefully. Di Yun is a strong man in the eighth heaven of spiritual martial arts, and he is also taking a fierce line. His strength is very strong, and few people are willing to fight him.
"You are Qin Ming." Di Yun stopped three steps away from Qin Ming and looked at him.
"Senior Brother Di Yun." Qin Ming took the initiative to salute with fists in his hands, neither humble nor overbearing.
"How much is the strength of a punch?"
"Now it can be nine hundred catties." Qin Ming's realm has improved now, and his physique has also been sublimated, at least he has a fist strength of more than one thousand catties.
"Have you penetrated the Vajra Strength in a month?"
"I saw my brother practiced before, and I have been imitating it. I have some ideas, and I can practice faster."
Di Yun nodded slightly: "You are very talented! I will find you to discuss with me some other day?"
"Brother is interested, I will accompany you at any time." Qin Ming smiled and stretched out his hand.
The two clapped their hands in the air, and the crisp voice echoed in the martial arts arena.
This scene made many people who were waiting to see the show dumbfounded. Is this the end? When did Di Yun become so easy to talk to
At this time, a group of people came to the Martial Arts Arena in a mighty manner. There were hundreds of people. Judging from the costumes, they were more than a dozen different teams, but they all had the same identity—the Great Elder faction.
The Great Elder is very powerful in Qingyun Sect, with seven or eight elders who absolutely support him.
Some of the direct disciples in the team walking towards him belonged to the Great Elder or his loyal elders.
These disciples found Qin Ming soon after they came to the Martial Arts Field, and all of them showed strange smiles.
The atmosphere in the martial arts arena was a little quiet, and many people's eyes drifted here intentionally or unintentionally.
Qin Ming had been prepared for a long time, turned around and walked to the corner of the martial arts arena, not wanting to confront them for the time being. The hunting meeting lasted for thirty days. He would first go to Daqing Mountain to see his relatives, and then fight slowly with them when he came back.
"You are Qin Ming?"
"Stop! I'm asking you something!"
"Don't pretend to be deaf, I know you hear."
Several young men and women walked out of the team, and followed Qin Ming.
"What's the matter?" Qin Ming turned around helplessly. , facing them.
A tall and thin disciple walked up to Qin Ming and picked at his baggage: "What's inside?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
The tall and thin disciple picked up his burden again: "Do you really want to participate in the hunting conference?"
Qin Ming glanced at him and chuckled: "Isn't it obvious?"
These disciples circled around Qin Ming, provoking with cynicism.
"You are really thick-skinned. If you are told to come, you will come? If you are told to die, why don't you be obedient?"
"Hehe, little guy, open your eyes and see, which disciple in the martial arts arena is not the sixth heaven of Lingwu."
"A servant who doesn't deliver the goods honestly and insists on squeezing into the circle of high-class disciples. Does it mean that you have a thick skin or that you are overconfident?"
"Don't think that if you win Mu Zixiu, you can challenge the Seventh Heaven. He was careless that day. When he recovers, you two will try again?"
"Get out! Get out where you came from! Hunting is a game for the brave, why are you a servant joining in the fun?"
Qin Ming smiled and shook his head: "Is this interesting?"
"I think it's interesting! Don't you?"
"Stop talking nonsense, go back!"
"Tiantian looks so self-confident and lofty, do you really think you can still be your young city lord? You haven't been killed in the past eight years, you should thank us for not looking for you."
This group of disciples deliberately came to humiliate Qin Ming, if you stay, it will embarrass you! you go? Just give in, don't think about raising your head again in Qing Yunzong.
Qin Ming was neither humble nor overbearing: "The hunting operation has begun. It is better to fight in the forest than to play tricks here."
"Fight? You still want to live with grandpa and me..." A tall and thin boy was about to approach Qin Ming's face when a black sword suddenly cut across the middle of the two.
"Who the hell..." These disciples were about to scold angrily, but their expressions changed, and they all shut up. Iron mountains and rivers? !
Tieshanhe's hair was disheveled, his eyes were slender and sharp like a knife, he was very sharp and imposing, he approached them with his sword in his hands, the blade patted the tall and thin young man's face, and said loudly, "Back!"
"Tie Shanhe, you... what do you want to do..." These people's momentum suddenly weakened, no one dared to resist, and retreated step by step.
The hundreds of people from the Great Elder's faction all changed their expressions and stared at this place with frowned eyebrows.
The others looked at each other in blank dismay, they really didn't expect Tie Shanhe to intervene suddenly.
In the new generation of Qingyun Sect, Tie Shanhe can definitely compete with Jin Ling's disciples in terms of talent and strength, and he is wilder and wilder, with a deeper background.
Tie Shanhe stood in front of Qin Ming, with his blade at the throat of that expert disciple: "Being a man requires self-knowledge. If you were given the same resource conditions as Qin Ming eight years ago, eight years later, you wouldn't even be qualified to carry his shoes." No, don't be such a villain. If you have the ability, you kill him now, if you don't, get out of here."