Asura God

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Chapter 61

After the announcement of the eight tea party quotas, Qing Yunzong was excited.

It turned out that the date of the Eight Tea Ceremony had been unknowingly.

Qing Yunzong has not achieved a good ranking for the third consecutive tea party. Not only is the pressure on the elders, the new generation of disciples feel the face is dull, but this time it seems different. The strength of disciples like Jin Mao and Tie Shanhe are still very strong, and the overall lineup is far superior to previous sessions.

The elders in Zongli were very confident, and the disciples were also hot.

"What rank can Mu Cheng get? Can he break into the top five!"

"Will Tieshanhe and Lingxue perform better than the other three Jinsong disciples?"

"Who will be the dark horse of the Eight Tea Sects?"

"Why isn't Qi Qing participating? If she passes, the top three will be fine!"

"What lineup will the other seven cases send?"

"Oh, I wish I could attend the tea party. It would be nice to go and see."

The elders talked with their disciples, and hoped that the enthusiasm of the whole sect could encourage them to participate in the upcoming Mu Cheng.

The suzerain personally met ten participating disciples such as Mu Cheng and Ling Xue, each of whom distributed a sufficient amount of spirit grass and treasure medicine to ensure that they can express themselves in the strongest state during the tea party competition and show Qing Yunzong's power.

The atmosphere of the whole case was very lively. They were encouraging Mu Cheng and they only forgot Qin Ming.

Qin Ming didn't give up and ignored him. When the atmosphere was hot and excited on the ground, he practiced the Shura knife in the dark and damp cage on the ground, experiencing the cruelest transformation in his life so far.

Residual soul awakened Shura sword again and again, Qin Ming felt again and again that Shura killed the world.

Screams of sorrow, groaning in pain, echoed in the dungeon for a long time, no matter day or night.

Even the caretaker disciples felt panicked, wondering what was going on underneath, but didn't dare to watch it, in case the kid went crazy?

Qin Ming suffered severe pain every time. The blackness of Shura's sword seemed to tear his body, and the killing thought of Shura's killing world seemed to devour his soul.

The pain that is better than death over and over again, the heartbreaking screams again and again.

Painless, fainting several times during curling.

Finally, his throat became hoarse.

Qin Ming really started to collapse, but every time he collapsed, his relatives appeared in his mind, their voices and smiles, the sweetness and warmth of that year; every time he fell, his father's admonitions rang-- The weak must not die well, the strong must not live well, you have to be strong! Forever strong!

Qin Ming's life is determined, which is his biggest dependence, and he can recover quickly after each fall.

The opinion of Can Soul is to endure ten times a day and slowly digest it, but Qin Ming was forced to add it to fifty times. The endless attempts were almost crazy.

Gradually, Qin Ming began to bear, began to guide, and began to control.

Shura's qi is also tempering Qin's life in the destruction.

Five days later, Qin Ming entered the eighth heaven in purgatory-like grind.

Although this tempering is not as good as death, cruel and unbearable, the changes that can be brought to Qin Ming are tantamount to reincarnation. Before, it was just physical toughness, but now the strength emerges from the inside out. This is just the extra ‘gift’ generated by Shura ’s sword and life ’s ‘destroy and repair again and again’.

Five more days! At the time of Mu Cheng, they set off for the Eight Tea Party.

Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo finally came to the underground cage, opened the door to see the mountains, and asked directly: "Realm!"

"Baitian! Steady!" Qin Ming turned his back on the warehouse, his head filled with black gas, his head down, and his voice hoarse. He was holding a small black knife in his palm. This is not a real Shura knife, but a draw from Dantian. The 'split' condensed by the knife air in it is the form that Shura knife appeared outside Qin Ming.

It was cold and biting, killing Qi, and even Qin Ming felt a thorough killing, as if holding a little death.

"My father has already arrived at Qingyun Zong." Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo shaking the key in his hand and smiled broadly: "I wish you eight fame in advance."

"Huyan Zhuozhuo." Qin Ming slowly got up.

"What else is required?" Since Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo made a decision, he will go all out, this is his character.

"You won't regret today's decision." Qin Ming clenched his right hand, Xiuluo's sword quietly dissipated.

In Dan Tian, ​​the eyes gradually closed, and a low voice echoed quietly: "Go, your famous first battle, release it with all your strength. A Shura knife is enough to sweep the eight northern regions."

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The first performance martial arts ground, Qing Yunzong's largest and most magnificent performance martial arts ground, is usually not open to the outside world, and is only available for practitioners of Jin Mao and a few middle-aged disciples.

Today is crowded with thousands of disciples gathered here to see off their 'heroes'.

Four Jinxu disciples stood in the forefront, ‘Golden Sword’ Mu Cheng, ‘You Huo’ Zhang Lan, ‘Su Yi’ Li Nian, and ‘Magic Sea’ Murong Chong.

This is the strongest representative of the new generation. Not only has the strength, but also has the talent, the strong field, and has been famous for many years.

Behind them are Tieshanhe, Lingxue, He Xiangtian, Han Chiye, Ding Dian, and Zou Yao. The six strongest of the new generation are all personal disciples, and their comprehensive strength in all aspects is strong enough to represent Qing Yunzong on the expedition. Eight Tea Party.

Especially Tieshanhe and Lingxue, their reputation and strength are not weaker than those of Jin Yan's disciples!

There is no objection to this lineup.

The five elders brought more than thirty middle-aged disciples to Yanwutai. They also attended eight tea parties and accompanied the suzerain to meet other senior officials.

"Elder!" Mu Cheng and others nodded.

"Jingqi Shener is good." The five elders responded with a smile, and came forward to discuss the schedule with the middle-aged disciples.

"Why didn't the overlord come?" Ding Dian muttered. Although he was ugly and arrogant, he had a good relationship with the handsome Han Chiba.

"Let's hand over the ancestral affairs." Han Qianye stood in the team lightly, not very used to being watched by thousands of disciples, which made him very uncomfortable.

Ding Dian twisted his neck and crunched, "I can't wait! Zongli is looking forward to us this time, and we shouldn't be brushed off as soon as we debut."

"Some of us should be able to hold on for a few games, and I'm afraid that some people are holding back." Han Chiba fluttered lightly, neither lightly nor heavily, just spreading in their squad.

He Xiangtian was full of smiles and accepted the worship of his disciples, and his face sank immediately after hearing the words: "Han Chiba, who do you say?"

"Just to remind everyone that you are not deliberately who you really are. You don't have to jump out in a hurry." Han Chiba has never dealt with He Xiangtian, and he does not recognize He Xiangtian's strength.

He Xiangtian sneered: "You are the least qualified of the six disciples, and you still have your face here."

Zou Yao took the initiative to stand next to He Xiangtian and raised his mouth: "We are not just going to participate in the competition, but also represent the image of Qing Yunzong. You said that you guys who are male, female and female, have to participate. Look at us? "

Zou Yao is the granddaughter of an elder of Qingyunzong. He is gifted and powerful, and has a close relationship with He Xiangtian.

Ding Dian's face turned cold: "Dogs and girls! Finished?"

Tie Shanhe, Ling Xue, and others were expressionless, as if they didn't hear anything, let alone meaning.

This team is not as harmonious as the disciples see.

But the elders couldn't hear it anymore, and they coughed two times deliberately, and were very dissatisfied with their internal conflict.

Zou Yao walked to the front, holding an elder's arm with a smile: "Elder Hu Lianzhong, why didn't the lord come, we have been waiting for a long time."

Elder Helian said indifferently: "Wait a minute, there is a distinguished guest in Zongli, and the lord is receiving."

"What kind of guest is so big?" Zou Yao wondered, and it all started right away. Who can drag the lord down?

"The patriarch of the Huyan family."

"Oh? What is he doing here?" Not only Zou Yao was strange, but also Ding Dian. The Huyan family has become more and more powerful in recent years. Not only has the Chamber of Commerce spread all over the Northern Territory, but Zongli has become stronger and stronger, and its relationship with Qingyunzong has become closer. Is it important to visit at such a critical moment?

The elders did not speak, and they wondered why the Huyan clan chief chose to visit at this time, and they deliberately called the suzerain to talk privately.

"It doesn't matter, wait, you will go when it's time to go." Han Chiba deliberately walked away, pulling away from He Xiangtian.

Qin Ming came to Yanwu Stadium, walked to the front of the crowd, took a look at the ten disciples on the Yanwu platform, smiled, and walked directly. He went back to the warehouse to take a bath, changed his clean clothes, packed his luggage, and carried his bag.

The disciples next to each other were very strange. Why did this kid get out of the dungeon? Where are you going with your bag?

Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo stepped forward and smiled and said, "Qin Gongzi, please here please."

Qin Ming followed Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo to the stage and went straight to the expedition.

The audience was a little quieter, and the people were inexplicable. What was this?

Mu Cheng and others frowned slightly. What are you doing here?

Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo took Qin Ming's hand with a smile, walked towards them, and nodded and laughed at the five elders in front: "Sorry, we are late."

He Lian raised her hand to stop them, his face was slightly dimmed: "Who asked you to come up! Don't make trouble!"

"Well? Haven't you been notified yet?"

"What notice?"

"Substitution."

"What?" The elders were surprised, and Mu Cheng was even more strange.

"Qin Ming participated in the Eight Tea Ceremony."

The five elders stumbled slightly, and invariably smiled: "Don't make a fool, hurry up."