The next morning, the four Jinling disciples, Mu Cheng, Li Nian, Murong Chong and Zhang Lan, all came to the fifth martial arts arena, waiting for Qin Ming to fight.

The young disciples got up early and didn't care about their practice. They rushed to the fifth martial arts venue in groups. The male and female disciples were talking, and they were all full of expectations for today's challenge.

Ding Dian, Han Qianye, He Xiangtian and many other personal disciples came to the martial arts training ground one after another.

Even many middle-aged disciples and elders came to the martial arts performance venue.

Qin Ming caused a sensation in the city at the Eight Sects' tea party. Mysterious swordsmanship, strong physique, and strange Shura resentment all caused a sensation. He was named Shurazi by the Eight Sects and was widely circulated in the Northern Region. However, most of the Qingyun Sects had never seen it with their own eyes. They were curious about how powerful Qin Ming's current strength is. The rumor is magical and what is the reality?

What's more, there are few public duels between Jinling disciples, and the excitement itself is worth looking forward to, and maybe we can learn some experience.

The sky had just turned bright, and the fifth martial arts arena was already full of people, crowded with people and talked a lot, and many people rushed to the fifth martial arts arena from all directions.

A rare big sensation.

Qin Ming left the warehouse early in the morning, but instead of going to the martial arts venue, he went to Yaoshan.

"You can enter the important land of Yaoshan, but she can't!" The mountain guard disciple stopped Qin Ming and Yao'er. As the most secret place of Qingyun Sect, how can Yaoshan allow disciples of the outer sect to enter at will?

"I'm sorry to inform Senior Sister Ling Xue, she knows whether the demon should enter." Qin Ming said politely.

The disciple looked at Qin Ming and was about to go up the mountain when he suddenly asked again: "You should go to the fifth martial arts fair, why are you here?"

The incident of the four Jinling disciples jointly entrusting a letter to Qin Ming to issue a war letter has caused a lot of controversy. Although Yaoshan rarely pays attention to the affairs of the sect, such a big thing has been passed on to the mountains.

Qin Ming smiled: "I'll go later."

Another disciple came to interest: "Do you have confidence?"

"Try it."

The disciples of Yaoshan informed Ling Xue, and Ling Xue went down the mountain to greet her in person.

She walked out of the misty mountain, like a fairy walking out of the fairyland, pure and holy, with a snow-white long skirt, flowing long hair, delicate and beautiful face, eyes like stars, and lips like red plum.

After entering the Xuanwu Realm, her temperament became colder and purer.

"Do you have to take Yao'er up the mountain? Are you scared?" Ling Xueqing was cold and indifferent, and her veil could not cover her face. Only her cold and beautiful temperament could compete with Yao'er, who was a charming country and the people.

One is cold and holy, the other is charming and sexy, and two different temperaments meet, and even the disciples of Yaoshan can't control themselves. However, the two women have special identities, so they dare not watch too much, so they can only lower their heads and watch secretly.

"It's right to be afraid, not to be afraid that it's fake. Your master's level is similar to the sect leader. If they want to kill me, I have no place to run."

Ling Xue was speechless, and she had to say so directly?

"I have to take Yao'er up the mountain, or I won't go."

The demon leaned on Qin Ming intimately: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

"Please, Master is already waiting for you." Ling Xue signaled the disciples guarding the mountain to let go, and personally took them into the mountain and walked towards the top of the mountain.

"Yaoshan, the purest treasure land of Qingyun Sect's spiritual power." Yao'er looked at the surrounding environment curiously, and the fog was floating. The ancient big trees looked like majestic beasts, thick and huge. The roots arched out of the ground and intertwined in chaos. The branches hang down from the canopy, like small trees, hanging full of flowers. The ancient and dark, and the rich aura of life makes people intoxicated.

"You made trouble again yesterday?" Ling Xue walked in front with a cold tone.

"No trouble."

"Did you blush when you said this?"

"I am self-defense."

"Do you have to slap your mouth? It's a big stir, and many elders are dissatisfied with you."

"Are these elders satisfied with me? I like to be straightforward and straightforward when doing things, and try not to speak as much as possible."

"Hehe." Yao'er smiled happily, approached Qin Ming, and blinked at him. Why did the two of them behave like this?

"What is your master's attitude?" Qin Ming followed Ling Xue.

"It won't hurt you. What kind of attitude depends on your performance. I would like to remind you a few words: My master is different from other elders and has no prejudice against you. Try to be polite."

"Of course, I won't offend anyone if I don't offend me. This is my attitude towards things." Qin Ming turned around and whispered to Yao'er: "If I'm caught or killed, you will spread the news after you leave and say that the inheritance of the kings has been detained by Qingyun Sect."

"Transfer to me first, and then to the Quanbei Region."

"Can!!"

"That's it."

"Okay."

"If you die, I will die."

Ling Xue, who was walking in front, was speechless: "I heard it!"

Top of the mountain!

Elder Yaoshan and the leader of Qingyun Sect were both waiting here.

They didn't mind Yao'er's presence, and they also knew Qin Ming's purpose.

"How much does Sect Master Qiu Lin know?" The Sect Master had restrained all his holy power, like an ordinary warrior, and did not bring deliberate oppression to Qin Ming and Yao'er.

"I don't know anything for the time being, don't worry." Yao'er looked at the white-haired elder Yaoshan curiously. He had long heard that there was an old guy as famous as the sect leader of the Qingyun Sect. He should have been the sect leader of this generation, but he was willing to protect Yaoshan. He was low-key and mysterious. He finally saw him today.

Elder Yaoshan looked at Qin Ming with a complicated expression and was silent again and again. For the secret of the underwater kingdom, his father gave his life. Qingyun Sect got into trouble with the Donghuang War Clan. He had to resign from the appointment of the sect leader and stayed alone in Yaoshan, suppressing the remnant soul, and using his own vitality to maintain the remnant soul's vitality, so that he could not die.

After more than twenty years, all the hard work and dedication ended up being a wedding dress for others, making the young man in front of him!

Qin Ming looked calm and accepted their gaze calmly.

The sect leader was also silent. He couldn't tell what Qin Ming felt. But when he thought about the various performances of the Eight Sects' tea party, he had to admit Qin Ming's talent and pride. When thinking about what happened in Daqingshan, he had to admit that this child was full of ruthlessness and tenacity. If everything else was aside, for this person, he had to say that Qin Ming was better than all the disciples of Qingyun Sect. But things in the world were always unsatisfactory. Qin Ming had hatred and hatred in his heart, and had no sense of belonging to Qingyun Sect.

The atmosphere was silent, and no one on the top of the mountain spoke, and they were silently looking at each other.

Even Lingxue was waiting for the decision of the sect leader and master, because before Qin Ming came, the two of them never gave her a final answer.

A cold wind blew across the top of the mountain, rolling up thick clouds and blew up the ends of everyone's hair and clothes.

Elder Yaoshan finally spoke: "Congratulations, child. The inheritance that spans ten thousand years is rare in the world. It may help you achieve a height that has never been seen in the history of Qingyun Sect."

In a simple sentence, it recognizes Qin Ming’s possession of inheritance.

Ling Xue breathed a little relieved.

"The eight years of life in Qingyun Sect are the most precious wealth in my life, and I will always remember it."

Qin Ming also made a tactful statement, but these words may have different ways of interpreting them in different people's minds.

Elder Yaoshan nodded slowly. His words were unclear, at least it was a normal attitude, not a congratulation against his will, nor did he deliberately hate him. "Let's talk about your Shura Sword first."
Chapter completed!