"What are you using it for?" Qin Ming pushed his hand away.
"Lend me." The boy's voice was weak and vague.
Qin Ming couldn't bear it, and hesitated: "Just for a while."
The young man took the Dayan ancient sword and looked at it carefully. The body of the sword is smooth and simple, and there is no trace of the place where the shackles were cut. His eyes swayed, a gleam of light flashed in the hollow, his fingertips lightly touched the ancient sword, the sword vibrated slightly, and made a crisp clang.
"What are you going to do? This chain is..." Qin Ming was about to ask, when the boy suddenly turned around, retreated into the dense forest, and left!
Qin Ming was taken aback for a moment, almost cursed, and hurriedly chased after him: "Stop! Borrow or grab!"
The boy was so fast that he disappeared in a blink of an eye.
"Where's the person?" Qin Ming was annoyed, looking anxiously. But all of a sudden, a surge of sword energy rose from the dense forest in front of him, shooting straight into the sky, shining brightly, like a hurricane soaring into the sky, roaring through the forest. Accompanied by a violent roar, the ground trembled, as if a huge force was exploding.
The frenzy of sword qi was like a hurricane of destruction, the qi waves raged, sword qi swarmed, and a large area of old forest was annihilated.
Qin Ming retreated in shock, far away from the rushing air waves.
what happened
Is this the power of Dayan Ancient Sword? still…
Clang! !
The ancient Dayan sword fell from the sky and plunged into the stone in front of him, trembling slightly, the glare was dazzling, and the sword's body was covered with lingering sword energy.
Qin Ming frowned, he was wary of the ancient sword, and he was also wary of the forest.
The ancient sword trembled for a long time before regaining its composure, dissipating its sharp sword energy.
But that person never appeared again.
Qin Ming put away the ancient sword and walked forward vigilantly. There was a ruined open space tens of meters in the woodland ahead. Dust and debris were scattered all over the sky, and it was so foggy that he couldn't see anything clearly.
No matter, withdraw!
This energy is too strong, it may attract nearby strong people, so it is not suitable to stay for a long time.
Qin Ming retreated resolutely and continued to rush towards the chief priest's mountain.
Just pretend that this weird thing never happened.
Besides, it really has nothing to do with myself.
Qin Ming climbed over a dozen high mountains, avoiding many dangers, and was almost surrounded by a group of mercenaries during the period, and finally returned to the range of the chief sacrifice mountain in the afternoon of the second day.
"Qin Ming? Why are you here?" A middle-aged disciple on patrol happened to bump into him, so why did he come back from that direction. No, it should be why Qin Ming is still alive. The hunting event has already started for half a month. With the hunting efforts of He Xiangtian and others, Qin Ming should not live long, but Qin Ming walked in, not only looking good, but also neatly dressed.
"I went out to hide for a while." Qin Ming said hello and left.
The disciple suddenly realized that he was hiding. The smart guy should avoid the sharp edge first, wear down the patience of He Xiangtian and others, and then go back to act. But this kid is really bold enough, he dared to go outside the officiant hills for activities. Qing Yunzong dared to classify the officiant hills as hunting grounds, and let nearly a thousand disciples move freely, because they had cleared the field in advance, and the people who lived here The particularly powerful spirit demon moved ahead of time to control the risk factor within an acceptable range. But the outside of the officiant mountain is a purely wild state, and the degree of danger is more than ten times higher than inside. It's inconceivable that you, a little disciple, were able to hide safely for more than ten days.
On the afternoon when Qin Ming safely returned to the mountain for the chief priest, in the distant forest, a masked team in black finally found their target, the runaway boy.
However, instead of being pleasantly surprised, they were terrified and desperate.
In the messy forest in front of him, a young man stood with disheveled hair, lowered his head, and drooped his hands. He looked very weak and couldn't even stand upright. However, the people in black in front of him retreated in horror, as if they saw some monster, their faces were pale, and they screamed in horror.
"Where are your shackles! Where are your seals!"
"No, no, no! Who opened your seal!"
"Impossible! No no..."
The young man raised his head slowly, his eyes were scarlet like blood under his long disheveled hair.
"Your eyes... your strength..."
"Do not!!"
The men in black retreated in horror, their expressions extremely exaggerated, as if they saw some kind of terrifying monster.
Whoosh!
The boy disappeared, and suddenly appeared in the middle of the line of men in black after an instant.
At this moment, everyone's expressions changed in horror, and they screamed in despair, but there was no resistance, no escape, only fear.
Because... there is no escape...
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The priest mountain is very lively now. After more than ten days of adaptation and wandering, the crazy hunting of nearly a thousand disciples awakened many spirit monsters here, and they also started fighting with the mercenaries active inside.
Every hunting event is a barbaric action, and it is also a game for the brave. The Qing Yunzong disciples will fully release their strength and hone their actual combat capabilities. This kind of real fight is completely different from the duel in the Zongli Martial Arts Field, it can enhance the strength and stimulate the potential.
This is also the main reason why Qing Yunzong holds two hunting operations every year.
"A moonshine plant?"
Qin Ming climbed up the cliff in the middle of the night, and carefully picked off a delicate white jade-colored grass, which swayed gracefully and crystal clear under the moonlight. This is a low-grade spiritual grass, but it belongs to a very special type of small-grade spiritual grass, which is very effective in treating internal injuries.
"Good luck."
Qin Ming carefully packed it into the baggage, and continued to search for the spirit grass and spirit fruit. For the time being, he doesn't want to provoke other disciples, nor will he provoke the mercenaries. He just wants more spirit grass and fruit. If he can pick a few more middle-grade spirit grass, this hunt will be perfect. As for the group of He Xiangtian, Qin Ming didn't really take it to heart, it's rare to come out, it's important to collect medicine, and we can't waste too much time with them.
In the next five days, Qin Ming met a lot of experienced disciples, and they all took the initiative to avoid them, so as not to have He Xiangtian's eyeliner in them. When encountering monsters, he would check the situation, fight if he could, and withdraw if he couldn't.
After four days, they didn't meet He Xiangtian's team, and the rewards were good.
A medium-grade spirit grass and a dozen low-grade spirit grasses were taken and refined by him, and the effect was good.
But if you want to find more mid-grade spirit grass, you need chance, and you have to go to the most dangerous forest area to try.
Qin Ming resolutely went deeper on the fifth day.
In the afternoon, the sun is setting and the forest is gradually darkening.
Qin Ming suddenly felt a very strong hostility as he walked, haunting the dense forest in front of him. He ran to the top of a nearby mountain, lurking and watching.
A heroic spirit demon walked towards here, as if looking for something.
This is a strange beast with a head shaped like a lion and a scaled tail. It has purple hair and glitters all over its body, like a king patrolling its territory.
"Purple Jade Lion!" Qin Ming was surprised and quickly hid it.
The strength of this spirit monster should be able to compete with a high-level Xuanwu realm warrior.
He didn't want to provoke this kind of spirit monster, so he ran in the opposite direction.
But it didn't take long before I smelled a strange fragrance coming from the forest in front.
The aroma is very pure!
He couldn't help but take a deep breath, as if a spiritual energy penetrated into his internal organs, and he was indescribably comfortable.
"Have a baby? You're lucky."
In the dense and ancient forest in front, there are a lot of very old trees growing. The vigorous branches are interlaced in mid-air, dense and messy, covering the sky, as if forming a closed giant space.
It's not completely dark yet, and it's already very dark here, but in the depths of the darkness, there is actually a piece of purple brilliance flickering.
Qin Ming bravely approached, and surrounded by many old trees, there was a small green tree, full of jasper, like beautiful porcelain, shining brightly, blooming green shimmer, propping up the darkness.
The small tree seemed to be shaking happily without wind. There are only a few scattered leaves on it, but there is a purple spiritual fruit. At first glance, the spirit fruit looks like a grape, with five small fruits gathered together, very delicate and small. Bursts of strange fragrance and purple light diffused from it, flowing in the ancient dark woodland.
"Good baby!" Qin Ming's spirit was lifted up, and his evil spirits grew bolder, and he ventured closer.
The strange thing is that there is no spirit demon here
how is this possible
Could it be that purple jade lion guarding it? Went out to hunt temporarily
good chance!
Qin Ming's thinking was very active, and he rushed over with one stride, with extreme speed, grabbed the spirit fruit, and even picked off the leaves. If he was not nervous, he really wanted to pull out the whole tree.
A cold shout came from the darkness. "stop!"
"Let me down!"
"Bastard, what are you doing?"
Several voices sounded in succession, all very angry.
Qin Ming Jiling, is there anyone? Are there guardians? the fat is in the fire!
"Qin Ming?" A woman in fluttering white clothes stopped in front of him, it turned out to be Yaoshan's direct disciple, Lingxue.
"Qin Ming? You dare to steal our things, how brave you are." Five Yaoshan disciples rushed out and angrily reprimanded Qin Ming.