Shura Martial God

Chapter 59: dungeon

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"You help me fight for a spot, and I will make you my friend."

Huyan Zhuozhuo said very euphemistically: "The Eight Schools of the Northern Territory attach great importance to the Eight Schools Tea Party. They will bring their best disciples there every time, and casualties often occur during the competition. Mr. Qin, it's not that I don't want to help, it's really Your realm..."

"I am now at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. Give me a month and a half, and I will try my best to reach the eighth level."

"You Seventh Heaven?" Huyan Zhuozhuo was taken aback.

Qin Ming released the thunder and lightning, raising the momentum to the extreme: "The seventh heaven has reached its peak."

Huyan Zhuozhuo's eyes changed again, with a faint light shining. If I remember correctly, Qin Ming has only been promoted to the Lingwu Realm for half a year, and he has been promoted to the Seventh Heaven? The further back the realm, the slower the improvement, especially the leap from the sixth heaven to the seventh heaven, which is a big cut, but Qin Ming only reached the fifth heaven a month and a half ago.

"How did you do it?" Huyan Zhuozhuo knew that Qin Ming was very talented, and also knew that Qin Ming had the ability to rush, but it took half a year to rush to the seventh heaven, which was a bit perverted.

"I will be promoted to the Eight Heavens in one and a half months, and you can help me get a place in the Eight Sects Tea Party."

Huyan Zhuozhuo calmed down quickly and did not rush to answer. Qin Ming's talent and growth rate really surprised him, but if he wanted to fight for the tea party, he really didn't have that ability. After all, the Huyan family was not strong enough to let Qing Yunzong bring a 'weak' to the eight sect tea party. It's shameful Now eyes'.

Qin Ming didn't urge him, and waited for him to make a decision.

Huyan Zhuozhuo hesitated for a long time, then chuckled: "Mr. Qin, I really want to help you, but... this... Hehe, Mr. Qin, you may not know the Eight Sects Tea Party, which is a competition between the strongest new generations of the Eight Sects, almost all of them You are a genius at the ninth level, and there will be some geniuses like Yueqing, it's not that I don't believe in your strength, it's just..."

"I'm not here to experience the Eight Sect Tea Party, I'm going to fight for a place, and use the place to exchange for my status in Qingyunzong." Qin Ming is not fighting for himself, but for the 200,000 people of Thunder Ancient City. I didn't have the strength to fight before, but now I have the strength, I have to fight no matter what.

Huyan Zhuozhuo was very smart, and he roughly understood what Qin Ming meant. "May I take the liberty to ask you, do you... hate Qing Yunzong?"

"I'm not a mad dog, I won't bite randomly."

Hu Yanzhuo was quite satisfied with this sentence, and his smile deepened unconsciously. Their Huyan family doesn't want to offend the entire Qingyun sect, but if they only offend one elder, they can consider it, but the conditions need to be discussed: "I personally want to help you, but I want to persuade the suzerain, and I need my family to come forward. How can I ask you?" People who come to the family? You can’t make a few empty promises.”

"I will fight for the ranking. If I succeed, you and I are friends. If I fail, I, Qin Ming, will sell myself to your Huyan family." Qin Ming picked up the stone jar and left the dense forest.

Huyan Zhuozhuo stood there, silent for a long time. If it were someone else, he would just take it as a joke, but Qin Ming's character really made him like it, and his talent of advancing to the seventh heaven in half a year was enough for him to take it seriously.

Invest, invest, invest is risk! Relying on eyesight and foreknowledge.

"My lord." Several followers walked into the forest.

Huyan Zhuozhuo rarely restrained his smile, and his slightly narrowed eyes were shining brightly.

The followers were secretly surprised, they had been with Huyan Zhuozhuo for many years, and they had never seen him behave like this.

After a long time, Huyan Zhuozhuo raised his head and smiled again: "Please come to my father!"

... ...

Qin Ming believes that Huyan Zhuozhuo will seriously consider it. For the Huyan family, this is like a big gamble, betting that he can get the ranking in the eight tea parties. Once he reaches the goal, his status will change. The first thing to reverse is the servant status. As long as you are no longer a servant, you will no longer be controlled, which is equivalent to a free status. A potential free agent with the background of the young city lord of Thunder Ancient City, I believe the Huyan family will be very satisfied with this transaction.

At that time, with the cooperation of the Huyan family, it will be easier for Qin Ming to help the family.

This was Qin Ming's decision after deliberation all night, which involved a series of plans in the later stage.

Once the Huyan family agrees to their proposal this time, they will definitely be closely tied to Qin Ming for a long time in the future. Doing things for Qin Ming will also realize their greater interests.

But the prerequisite is that Qin Ming can compete for the ranking in the Eight Schools Tea Party, which is the most critical point.

"Eighth Heaven! In a month and a half, you will be promoted to Eighth Heaven!"

Qin Ming gave himself a death order.

From this day on, he began to keep a low profile like never before, ignoring any provocations from the outside world, not caring about all the humiliation, delivering goods in the morning every day, and practicing all other time.

The disciples of the Great Elder's faction had no chance to start if they wanted to make trouble. They wanted He Xiangtian to take the lead, but He Xiangtian was taken away by the elders for special training.

Qin Ming gradually entered the state and practiced with all his heart.

But within a few days, those disciples found a new way to deal with Qin Ming.

"Qin Ming!" Zhang Dong raised his head and pushed open the iron door of the warehouse, holding the list in his hand: "Delivery! Hurry up and deliver!"

Qin Ming was sitting cross-legged on a stone bench practicing Sheng Sheng Jue, adjusting his breath.

"Qin Ming! Are you so deaf?" Zhang Dong yelled at the top of his voice, but he really didn't dare to enter this warehouse. This lunatic is getting more and more arrogant now, and even Mu Zixiu has been defeated. If it weren't for the disciples of the Great Elder faction to arrange today, he really didn't want to come here.

Qin Ming continued to practice, ignoring it.

Zhang Dongyang looked at the list in his hand: "From today, your delivery volume will increase fivefold, including morning, afternoon and evening. The manager has spoken, you are a servant, you should do what a servant should do. Do you hear me? This is the list , I put it here for you, if you can't finish it before dark, I will never forgive you. I am talking to you, you... "

Qin Ming suddenly opened his eyes, Zhang Dong stopped shouting on the spot, and then forced himself to be calm: "Hurry up and send it to me, don't dawdle."

"Zhang Dong." Qin Ming looked at Zhang Dong expressionlessly.

"What are you doing? Be honest with me, don't be impulsive!"

"Go back and eat something good."

"what?"

Qin Ming ignored it, closed his eyes and continued to practice, ignoring the list.

In the blink of an eye, in the evening, Zhang Dong rushed to the warehouse angrily: "Qin Ming, you are so frightened, why didn't you deliver the goods? Ah!! Why!!"

Qin Ming looked at the sky, twisted his neck, moved his body, and stood up from the stone bench.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Dong suddenly felt bad, this guy wants to beat me up

Qin Ming walked towards Zhang Dong step by step: "Are you full?"

"none of your business."

"The two of us seem to have been inactive for more than half a year."

Zhang Dong backed up holding the iron gate. "What do you mean? What do you want to do? Qin Ming, don't come here, I warn you, I... Qin Ming... ah..."

That night, Zhang Dong disappeared!

No one noticed on the first day, people started looking for it on the second day, and on the third day, it was found.

Zhang Dong was buried alive!

Buried at the foot of a low mountain, with his head exposed, his mouth gagged, he was dying.

If people hadn't discovered it in time, it might have killed him.

Zhang Dong went crazy and wanted to take revenge on Qin Ming, but Zhang Dong disappeared again late that night.

The other stewards searched all the mountains, and found Zhang Dong in the deep well, hanging in it with ropes, and there were all kinds of poisonous snakes in the deep well.

When Zhang Dong was pulled up, his soul was lost, he was in a daze, and he couldn't even speak.

"It's against the sky!" The chief manager of Qingyun Sect was furious, and directly ordered Qin Ming to be confined for two months!

Qin Ming simply packed up his things, locked the iron door of the warehouse, and took the initiative to come to Qing Yunzong's underground prison.

Since then, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

This is what Qin Ming wanted. Instead of being harassed outside every day, it is better to find a place to practice quietly.

With Shengshengjue recuperation, he can practice without being affected by the environment, and he can practice for two or three days a day, which is an advantage that other disciples absolutely do not have.

In the dark cage, Qin Ming abandoned distracting thoughts and immersed himself in cultivation. He practiced hard on the Purple Lightning Thunder Snake and the Mountain and River Epee, as well as the Vajra Strength, and tried his best to hit the barriers of the Seventh Heaven.

However…

After more than ten days, Qin Ming discovered the problem.

The breakthrough of the Seventh Heaven was more difficult than expected. As early as the end of the hunting conference, his realm was already at the peak of the Seventh Heaven. However, after twenty days of practice, his realm remained motionless, and there was no sign of breaking through.

If this situation continues, it will be difficult to break through in the short term.

Qin Ming has five spirit stones hidden in his body, use them to forcefully push? Impossible, unless it is a very special spiritual object, like the purple jade spirit ginseng, it is difficult to promote the breakthrough of the realm, not to mention the continuous use of spiritual objects to break through may also bring about the disadvantage of unstable foundation and affect the future growth space.

"There are only 18 days left until the Bazong Tea Party."

Qin Ming sat in the shadows and thought hard. Even if these eighteen days were used as more than a month, it would be difficult to achieve a breakthrough.

"How to do?"

It's not that Qin Ming has never thought about practicing the second form of the Dayan Sword Code, but he tried to look through it for three days and couldn't see a few words clearly. The second form is not a martial art that can be practiced at this stage.

"What else do I have?"

Qin Ming thought about it, and suddenly thought of Shura Saber.

At that time, the old man reminded him that he could not practice before Xuanwu Realm, but Qin Ming needs strength too much now, and needs more life-saving skills. Not only does he need a breakthrough in his realm, but he also needs to grow in strength. Only in this way can he win the results in the Eight Schools Tea Party.

Asura knife! ! it's you! !