Shura Martial God

Chapter 41: go home

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Tieshanhe's sudden move made the martial arts field gradually quiet. He has always been a maverick, he can do whatever he wants, he belongs to the most personal and arrogant type in Qingyun Sect, but he has never heard of anyone who has made his head, as if he has never looked down on anyone, today is really unprecedented the first time.

"Tie Shanhe, you'd better not get involved in this matter!" A handsome young man stepped out from the team of hundreds of people.

He Xiangtian, a personal disciple of the Great Elder, and also Mu Zixiu's senior brother, is one of the thirty candidates for this Eight Sect Tea Party.

"I'm not qualified to intervene in your mess, I just warn you, don't make people disgusting." Tie Shanhe withdrew his knife, speaking unceremoniously.

He Xiangtian looked at Tie Shanhe coldly, and black air surged in his fists. But after a moment of confrontation, he still restrained his breath and called those male and female disciples back. There is no need to fight against Tieshanhe now, there are plenty of opportunities in the forest.

"Let's wait and see, hum." These men and women sneered twice, and retreated into the line.

Tieshanhe looked back at Qin Ming: "Partner with me?"

This statement once again surprised the nearby disciples, what kind of luck did Qin Ming go to arouse Tieshanhe's interest. If Tieshanhe was guarding him throughout the hunting operation, it would be difficult for He Xiangtian and others to have a chance to start.

Qin Ming was also very surprised why Tieshanhe would help him, but when faced with the invitation, he politely refused: "I'm in trouble all over, so I won't mix with you."

"Are you sure?" Tieshanhe looked at him.

"Sure." Qin Ming nodded with a smile. He wanted to steal back to Daqingshan, and he couldn't let others know.

"Be careful." Tie Shanhe didn't force him, and walked away with his saber on his back.

"You, you, what a great opportunity, just wasted like this." Someone shook his head and sighed, Tie Shanhe rarely offered to help, and you still don't know how to cherish it.

Not long after, almost all the disciples who participated in the operation arrived, more than 900 people gathered in the martial arts arena.

Among them, there are more than ten direct disciples, such as Tieshanhe, Lingxue, etc. They are very eye-catching in the crowd, and they are respected and admired by many disciples.

At noon, five elders came to the martial arts arena, followed by more than fifty middle-aged disciples.

In the following actions, the five elders sat on the edge and the middle of the officiant mountain respectively, while more than fifty middle-aged disciples wandered in the forest. Their responsibility is only to deal with emergencies and will not interfere with the disciples' training.

"Let's go!" The elders didn't have any unnecessary nonsense, and they had already been reminded of the things that need to be paid attention to and the things to be prepared during the training.

The team of nearly a thousand people set off in a mighty manner, leaving the main gate of Qingyun Sect, and going deep into the vast deep mountains and old forests.

I encountered several waves of mercenary teams on the road, and some of them retreated directly, not daring to provoke the disciples of Qing Yunzong. Some made wicked smiles at the beautiful female disciples and disappeared into the dense forest, and some followed behind in a leisurely manner, and were chased away by the middle-aged disciples after a full distance of dozens of kilometers.

These mercenary teams are all desperadoes, they dare to provoke and do anything.

Compared with the spirit monsters and beasts in the forest, these people are more terrifying.

This is the second time Qin Ming has left Qing Yunzong, so he has some experience. He walked at the back, avoiding He Xiangtian and others, and was also observing the route.

Three days later, the team came to the edge of the officiant mountain.

Thousands of disciples scattered a little and observed the surrounding terrain. They must firmly remember the environment here, so as not to forget their location after thirty days and not find the gathering place.

Qin Ming quietly mixed in the crowd.

He Xiangtian and the others glanced at him from time to time, with killing intent in their eyes.

They have a large number of people, and more than a hundred people will be divided into at least ten action teams. It's easy to deal with Qin Ming.

An elder noticed the situation here and looked at Qin Ming with sympathy in his eyes, but it was not easy for him to intervene in the matters between the disciples, let alone the Great Elder involved.

Qin Ming turned around, observing the terrain.

The terrain here is very distinct, full of red hemlock trees, stretching for dozens of miles. It is precisely because this place is bright and easy to find that we choose this place as a gathering place. If after thirty days you really can't find your way back, you can climb to the highest mountain and take a look. As long as you are not too far away, you will be able to see this fiery forest area.

At noon, the five elders called the disciples to assemble.

"Remember the environment here, remember the location here. After thirty days, gather in place!"

"Plan your own time, don't wait when it's overdue."

"Recognize it clearly, this is the forest, not the Qingyun sect, life and death are all up to you, understand?"

"spread!"

The elders gave an order, and the team scattered and rushed into the dense forest in different directions.

Qin Ming mixed with the mainstream troops and rushed forward with them.

He Xiangtian didn't chase him immediately, but stared at him from a distance.

It is impossible for them to do it in public, to find a place where no one is around, and do it without anyone noticing. Even if outsiders know that they did it, there will be no evidence.

When Qin Ming avoided the crowd and disappeared into the old forest, He Xiangtian gave an order: "Search!! Whoever catches Qin Ming first will be rewarded with two Lingzhu grass!"

The ten teams cheered loudly and scattered into the forest like a pack of wolves.

They enjoy the fun of hunting and chasing, and regard Qin Ming as their first prey.

But Qin Ming was by no means as easy to find as they thought, he quickly threw away all his disciples, found a place where there was no one, and took out the map given by Caiyi.

"Daqingshan is here, I am...here."

Qin Ming determined his position, set off immediately, and rushed towards Daqing Mountain in a straight line.

go home!

go home!

I want to go home!

He wanted to rush out of the designated practice area as soon as possible before the five elders and those middle-aged disciples were in place.

"Sister! Uncle! Loved ones! I'm back! I'm coming back!"

"Eight years... eight years..."

"Eight years... I've grown up... I'm back..."

Qin Ming's excitement at this time can only be understood by himself. After eight years, will my relatives still recognize me

There was a smile on his face, and his eyes were already warm.

He ran wildly on the rugged mountain road and moved among the thick branches.

His whole body seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

go home!

Simple thoughts, persistent beliefs.

He was even imagining the scene of seeing his relatives, and he was a little afraid of seeing the suffering of the city residents.

expect! move! perturbed! nervous!

Various emotions were mixed, and Qin Ming's state of mind had never been as chaotic as it is now.

A black wind leopard stared at Qin Ming from afar, culled it from the forest, roared savagely, and moved Lao Lin.

Qin Ming wanted to get rid of it, but the black wind leopard chased after him, and the huge body chased wildly, rampaging.

"I don't have time to entangle you." Qin Ming suddenly turned around and shot two flying knives from a distance.

The Black Wind Leopard dodged vigorously, but the throwing knife still pierced into the body accurately and ruthlessly, with a muffled bang bang bang bang, and blood spattered everywhere. The flying knives were extremely powerful, and they hit each other on the spot, and the momentum continued, and it plunged deeply into the old tree next to it.

Qin Ming ran wildly and killed him head-on. With a low growl, his whole body gathered electric lights in his right fist.

There was a loud bang, and the heavy fist hit Hei Fengbao's chin firmly. With the momentum of thunder and the force of the heavy punch, the electric light tore the flesh and pierced it into his mouth. Hei Fengbao flew out screaming, just landed, crawled coherently, growled at Qin Ming, and fled in despair.

This is a head spirit demon. If you take it down, its fur will be worth a lot of money. But Qin Ming was not in the mood for hunting, so he put away the flying knife and continued to drive towards Daqingshan.

He planned to run 50 kilometers before dark, but the mountain road in the officiant mountain was undulating and rugged, and the forest was wet and lush, which was not as smooth as he expected. Some ancient trees are tens of meters high, with branches hanging down all over the ground, like hills, blocking the way.

He easily lost his way and had to stop after walking for a while.

Not long after walking, he encountered the head spirit demon again, and felt that fierce aura from a distance, so he avoided it resolutely.

Not long after, just as he was about to climb to the top of the treetops to determine his direction, suddenly swarms of creaking sounds came from the forest in front of him, densely packed and very chaotic, and he could vaguely see a white shadow rushing towards him.

Qin Ming took a closer look, monkeys

A large group of white-haired monkeys moved and screamed among the branches of the forest. Their eyes were blood red, and they screamed and screamed. Many forest birds were startled by them, causing chaos.

Danger!

Avoid!

After nightfall, Qin Ming stood on the top of the mountain, gnawed dry food, and looked in the direction of Daqingshan.

The way home was more difficult than he thought. He planned to run 50 kilometers before dark, but the result was only more than 30 kilometers.

There are more spirit demons at night than during the day, and their roars echoed endlessly in the deep night.

He had to suppress his urgency to go home, so let's take his time, there is no rush.

He didn't want to turn around and stand in front of his relatives covered in blood.