"You help me get a quota, and I'll make you a friend."

Hu Yan Zhuozhuo said tactfully: "The eight sects of the Northern Region attach great importance to the eight sect tea parties. They will bring their best disciples over every time, and casualties often occur in 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 Lingwu Realm. I will do my best to reach the eighth level in the first and second place."

"You are the seventh level of heaven?" Hu Yan Zhuozhuo was stunned.

Qin Ming released lightning and raised his momentum to the extreme: "The Seventh Heaven has reached its peak."

Hu Yan Zhuo Zhuo's eyes changed again, and there was a faint light. If he remembered correctly, Qin Ming had only been promoted to the seventh level of heaven in just half a year since he entered the Lingwu Realm. The further the realm, the slower it would improve, especially the leap from the sixth level to the seventh level, which was even more a big cut, but Qin Ming was only the fifth level of heaven a month and a half ago.

"How did you do it?" Hu Yan Zhuozhuo knew that Qin Ming was very talented and knew that Qin Ming had rushing in, but in half a year it was a bit perverted.

"I will be promoted to the Eighth Heaven in a month and a half. Please help me get a place for the Eight Tea Party."

Hu Yan Zhuozhuo quickly calmed down and did not rush to answer. Qin Ming's talent and growth speed really shocked him, but if he wanted to win a place in the tea party, Hu Yan Zhuozhuo really didn't have the ability. After all, the Hu Yan family was not so strong that they asked Qingyun Sect to bring a "weaker" to the tea party of the Eight Sects to "embarrassing".

Qin Ming did not urge him, waiting for his decision.

Hu Yan Zhuozhuo hesitated for a long time and chuckled: "Mr. Qin, I really want to help you, but... this... Haha, Mr. Qin, you may not know about the Eight Sects Tea Party. It is the competition of the strongest people in the new generation of the Eight Sects. Almost all the Nine-level Heavenly Talents, and there are some geniuses like Yue Qing. It's not that I don't believe in your strength, but..."

"I'm not trying to experience the Eight Tea Party, I'm going to fight for the quota and exchange it for my status in Qingyun Sect." Qin Ming was not fighting for himself, but for the 200,000 people in the Thunder Ancient City. He had no strength before, but now he has the strength, he has to fight for no matter what.

Hu Yan Zhuozhuo is very smart and roughly understands what Qin Ming means. "Can I take the initiative to ask you, do you... hate Qingyun Sect?"

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

Hu Yan Zhuozhuo was quite satisfied with this sentence, and his smile deepened unconsciously. The Hu Yan family did not want to offend the entire Qingyun Sect, but if they only offend an elder, they could consider it. The conditions needed to be discussed: "I personally want to help you, but if I want to persuade the sect leader, I need my family to come forward. How can I invite people from the family? I can't make a few empty promises."

"I will strive for rankings. If it succeeds, you and I are friends. If it fails, I, Qin Ming, sell you to the Huyan family." Qin Ming carried the stone jar and left the dense forest.

Hu Yan Zhuozhuo stood there and remained silent for a long time. If it were someone else, he would just make a joke, but Qin Ming's personality was really too fond of him, and his talent to enter the seventh level in half a year was enough for him to take it seriously.

Invest, invest, invest is risk! It depends on your eyesight and prediction.

"Young Master." Several followers walked into the woodland.

Hu Yan Zhuozhuo rarely curled his smile, and his slightly narrowed eyes were shining with splendor.

The followers were secretly surprised that they had been with Hu Yanzhuo for many years and had never seen him perform like this.

After a long time, Hu Yan Zhuozhuo raised his head and smiled: "Please come here!"

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Qin Ming believed that Hu Yan Zhuozhuo would consider it seriously. For the Hu Yan family, it was like a big bet, betting that he could get a ranking at the eight tea parties, and once he reached his goal, his status would change. The first thing to reverse would be the status of a servant. As long as he was no longer a servant, he would no longer be controlled, which was equivalent to a free identity. A potential free person with the background of the young city lord of the Thunder Ancient City, I believe that the Hu Yan family would be very satisfied with this transaction.

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

This was Qin Ming's decision that he thought carefully all night, involving a series of plans in the later period.

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

But the prerequisite is that Qin Ming can win rankings at the Eight Tea Party, which is the most critical point.

"Eighth Heaven! One and a half months later, you will be promoted to the Eighth Heaven!"

Qin Ming gave himself the order of death.

From this day on, he began to be low-key, ignoring any provocations from the outside world, not caring about all humiliation, and delivering goods in the morning every day, and practicing at other times.

The disciples of the Great Elder faction didn't have the chance to take action even if they wanted to cause trouble. They wanted He Xiangtian to take the lead, but He Xiangtian was taken away by the elder to special training.

Qin Ming gradually entered the state and practiced wholeheartedly.

But a few days later, the group of disciples found a new way to deal with Qin Ming.

"Qin Ming!" Zhang Dong raised his head and pushed open the iron gate of the warehouse, raising the list in his hand: "Delivery! Deliver the goods quickly!"

Qin Ming was sitting cross-legged on the stone bench and practicing life, adjusting his breath.

"Qin Ming! Are you so deaf?" Zhang Dong shouted at the top of his voice, but he really didn't dare to enter this warehouse. The madman is getting more and more arrogant now, and even Mu Zixiu will be beaten up. If it weren't for the disciples of the Great Elder faction to arrange it today, he really wouldn't want to come.

Qin Ming continued to practice without paying attention.

Zhang Dong raised the list in his hand: "From today on, the number of delivery you will be five times, including in the morning, afternoon and evening. The general manager said, "You are a servant, so you should do what the servant should do. Did you hear it? This is the list, I will put it here for you. If you can't finish delivering it before dark, you will never let it go. I'm talking to you, you..."

Qin Ming suddenly opened his eyes, Zhang Dong stopped shouting on the spot, and tried to calm down again: "Go and send it to me quickly, don't be too slow."

"Zhang Dong." Qin Ming looked at Zhang Dong with an expressionless face.

"What are you doing? Be honest and don't be impulsive!"

"Go back and have something good."

"What?"

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

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Dong rushed to the warehouse angrily: "Qin Ming, you are so fucking so much, why don'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 wrong. Is this guy going to beat me up?

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

"What does it have to do with you?"

"It seems that we both have not been active for more than half a year."

Zhang Dong held the iron gate back. "What do you mean? What do you want to do? Qin Ming, don't come over, I warn you, I... Qin Ming... ah..."

That night, Zhang Dong disappeared!

On the first day, no one noticed it, the next day, people started looking everywhere, and on the third day, they found it.

Zhang Dong was buried alive!

Buried at the foot of a low mountain, his head was exposed and his mouth was blocked, and he was already dying.

If people hadn't discovered it in time, it might have taken his life.

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

Other officials searched all the mountains and found Zhang Dong in the deep well, hanging in the rope, and various poisonous snakes in the deep well.

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

"It's a rebellion!" The general manager of Qingyun Sect was furious and directly ordered Qin Ming to be imprisoned for two months!

Qin Ming simply packed up his things, locked the iron gate of the warehouse, and took the initiative to come to the underground prison of Qingyun Sect.

Since then, he has disappeared from everyone's sight.

Qin Ming wants this effect. Instead of being harassed outside every day, it is better to find a place to practice quietly.

If he has a life-stricken condition, he can practice without being affected by the environment and can be used for two or three days a day. This is an advantage that other disciples absolutely have.

In the dark cage, Qin Ming abandoned distracting thoughts and immersed himself in cultivation. He practiced the purple lightning thunder snake and the heavy sword of mountains and rivers, and also practiced the Vajra power, and tried his best to hit the barriers of the seventh heaven.

However……

More than ten days later, Qin Ming discovered the problem.

The breakthrough of the seventh level of heaven is more difficult than expected. As early as the end of the hunting conference, his realm was actually at the peak of the seventh level of heaven. However, after twenty days of cultivation, the realm remained motionless and there was no sign of breaking through.

In this case, it will be difficult to break through in the short term.

Qin Ming has five spirit stones hidden on his body, so he used them to force it to push it. It is impossible. Unless it is a very special spiritual object, like the purple jade spirit ginseng, it is difficult to promote a breakthrough in the realm. Moreover, continuous breakthroughs with spiritual objects may also bring about the disadvantages of unstable foundations and affect future growth space.

"There are only eighteen days left before the eight tea parties."

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

"what to do?"

It’s not that Qin Ming had thought about practicing the second style of the Dayan Sword Classic, but he tried hard to read it for three days but couldn’t see a few words clearly. The second style 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 the Shura Sword.

The old man reminded him that he could not practice before the Xuanwu realm, but Qin Ming now needs strength too much and needs more life-saving skills. He not only needs breakthroughs in his realm, but also needs strength growth. Only in this way can he win results at the Eight Tea Party.

Shura Sword!!! It's you!!
Chapter completed!