The next morning, after Qin Ming delivered the goods, he carried the stone jar back to the warehouse and saw Yueqing standing under the old tree in the courtyard, quietly looking at the lonely tomb with a monument without words.

Yue Qing is gentle, quiet and beautiful, graceful. No matter from which angle you look at it, she is so beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy in the painting.

Her long hair is like a waterfall, and she is softly scattered in a purple long skirt. The long skirt fits, giving her impeccable figure just right.

"Who is buried in this tomb?" Yue Qing still remembers the lonely figure of the old man. Every night, sunny and rainy, she would sit here, guard the dead and serve the magnolia flowers beside the tomb. Her lonely expression and lonely sadness make people feel sad.

She once asked the master who was and where the old man came from. The master didn't even know that there was an old man here, and he had investigated it from a distance. Later, he said that he was an ordinary old man who could not be more ordinary, without the fluctuations of spiritual power, and he didn't look like a warrior.

There is no one in Qingyun Sect to pay attention to an old and lonely old man, but Ke Yueqing knew in her heart that the identity of this old man was not simple.

"The old man has never mentioned the person in the grave." Qin Ming walked to the warehouse, put down the stone jar, carried the bucket of water from the well, and cleaned his sweat.

"Did he say nothing before he left?"

"Leave the sword scripture, the ancient sword, and also leave a note with a word on it, life." Qin Ming scoops water in the warehouse to clean it, without avoiding the taboo Yue Qing.

"Fate." Yueqing looked at Gu Tomb and said softly. "Is it you, he or fate."

"I have a premonition that I will see the old man again in the future." Qin Ming scooped up cold water and shook his head refreshedly, smiling: "When that day comes, I will try my best to let the old man see a different Qin Ming."

"I believe you." Yue Qing's face behind her purple veil was fascinating, and she smiled. The entire warehouse courtyard seemed to be much brighter. "Tell you good news."

Qin Ming laughed in the warehouse. "I just like the good news."

"You have been recognized for practicing the Purple Lightning Crazy Snake. It is determined that this set of martial arts is owned by you personally and does not belong to the Qingyun Sect's martial arts resources. The elders argued for five days. At first, they were preparing to punish you, and they believed that it was the martial arts that others secretly gave you, but later they really did not find any evidence."

"Then will I be able to exchange martial arts from outside often in the future?"

"You, there are enough martial arts, and you don't need so many martial arts during the spiritual martial arts."

Qin Ming quickly cleaned it, put on clean clothes, walked out, stretched his limbs, and prepared to practice with the Dayan ancient sword: "Accompany me to have a discussion?"

"From now, I'm here to say goodbye today."

"Where are you going?" Qin Ming was surprised.

"I've been in seclusion for three months and went out to practice with my master. I may have to leave for a long time."

"Where do you want to go to experience it?" Qin Ming was happy for Yueqing. If she wants to improve her current realm, she really needs to go out to explore the outside world and experience dangers and hardships. With Elder Mu Bai personally accompanying her, safety is guaranteed.

"My master is still thinking. According to the original plan, I will attend the eight tea parties first and then go outside to practice. Now the plan has changed."

"Eight Sects Tea Party?" Qin Ming remembered that it was a large-scale gathering of the eight sects of the Northern Region every two years. The giants of the eight sects met and the disciples competed in martial arts. Over the past few hundred years, it has become a routine gathering.

It is said that on the day of the tea party, the entire northern region will pay attention to it.

As the master of the Northern Region, any important decisions of the eight sects will directly affect the situation in the Northern Region in the next two years, and even the "Five Kings" will take it seriously.

For ordinary people, they are more concerned about "scrambling and competition".

The competition specifications can basically represent the strongest strength of the new generation of the Northern Region, and the top five selected in each session will be famous in the Northern Region and even be awarded a unique title. This is a supreme honor.

"Why don't you participate? With your strength, there is no pressure on the top five."

"Master has his considerations and has discussed with the sect leader." Her master used to hope to take her to the Eight Sect Tea Party to compete for honor for Qingyun Sect, but the proposal of the Python Palace disrupted the plan. It was not that Elder Mu Bai was afraid of them, but that he was worried that the Python Palace would tamper with the tea party.

It is easy to hide from open guns, but difficult to defend against hidden arrows.

Qingyun Sect has put too many hopes on Yue Qing, and cannot ruin her future for the sake of the Eight Sect Tea Party.

Yue Qing suddenly asked, "Do you want to participate?"

"My disciples who participated in the tea party of the Eight Sects are generally all the Ninth Heaven of Lingwu and the Xuanwu Realm. I am still a lot short of it."

"There are three months left, and you still have a chance."

"Three months, the sixth level of Lingwu to the ninth level of Lingwu?" Qin Ming shook his head. It was not that he had no confidence, but that the breakthrough in the late stage of the Lingwu Realm was very difficult. He could go from the third level of Lingwu to the sixth level of Lingwu in three months, but he might not be able to go from the sixth level of Lingwu to the ninth level of Lingwu in three months.

"Each sect will bring ten disciples to the eight sect tea party. Each disciple must be under the age of eighteen. In addition to me, the four Jinling disciples have been set. The quota of the six personal disciples has not been determined yet, but thirty candidates have been listed."

"You won't recommend me, right?" Qin Ming looked at Yue Qing.

Yue Qing chuckled: "I guessed it right, my recommendation, and your performance in defeating Mu Zixiu this time made many elders seriously consider it. They decided to observe you for a while and temporarily set you as the 31st candidate."

"No kidding?"

"I'm serious. You should strive for this place, for yourself and for many people who care about you."

If Qin Ming only tied with Mu Zixiu, Yue Qing would not recommend him. After all, the eight tea parties are all elites of each sect. It is said that they are a competition, but in fact they have hidden murderous intent. If they are too weak, they will not only be ridiculed, but also in danger of life. However, Qin Ming proved himself in the martial arts field that he is very outstanding in both talent and combat effectiveness. If he is given three months, he may grow to the seventh level or even the eighth level. By then, Qin Ming will be able to compete on the eighth level tea parties.

If Qin Ming can get a ranking, even if he only performs outstandingly at the tea party and attracts attention, his status in the Qingyun Sect will be greatly improved in the future, and at least he can get rid of his status as a servant.

The higher the Qin Ming's status in the Qingyun Sect, the faster the time it takes to rescue the people of the Thunder Ancient City.

This is an opportunity, a rare opportunity.

Qin Ming understood Yue Qing's intentions and felt warm: "Thank you."

"Don't thank you first, you are just the 31st candidate, you are the candidate among the candidates."

"That's when I have only three months?"

"The quota will be officially determined in two and a half months, and there will be half a month left to concentrate special training."

“Who are on the shortlist?”

Yue Qing took out a parchment roll with beautiful small characters on it: "Tieshanhe, Ling Xue, Ding Dian, these personal disciples are on the shortlist. This list will not be announced to the public, but Tishanhe and the others know that they are candidates."

"Let me give it a try." Qin Ming Shengsheng Jue has understood the second paragraph, and his constitution and meridians have undergone a complete transformation, not to mention that his three months can be used for nine months.

"I have convinced my master that he will help you fight for as much as possible, but the key is still up to you. Every contestant represents the image of Qingyun Sect and cannot be treated as a joke." Yue Qing really hopes that Qin Ming can pass, but think about people like Tieshanhe, Ling Xue, Ding Dian, etc., Qin Ming is too far from them. Moreover, the Great Elder faction will strongly oppose it, and will not spare Qin Ming easily during this period.
Chapter completed!