Chapter 61 Shurazi Painful Transformation

Volume 1 Chapter 61 Painful Transformation

After the eight sects tea party quota was announced, the Qingyun sect was excited.

It turned out that before I knew it, it was the day of the eight tea parties.

Qingyunzong has not won a good place in three consecutive tea parties, not only the elders are under pressure, but the new generation disciples feel their faces are dull, but this time it seems to be different, the lineup is unprecedented, even if there is no Yueqing to participate, the four The strength of Jin Ling disciple, Tieshanhe and others is still very strong, and the overall lineup is far more than the previous years.

The elders of Zongli are very confident, and the disciples are also discussing with enthusiasm.

"What ranking can Mu Cheng achieve? Can he break into the top five!"

"Will Tie Shanhe and Ling Xue perform better than the other three Jin Ling disciples?"

"Who will be the dark horse of this eight tea parties?"

"Why doesn't Yueqing compete? If she passes, the top three will be no problem!"

"What kind of lineup will the other seven sects send?"

"The eight tea parties, I really hope I can participate. It's good to go and see."

The elders discussed with their disciples, and hoped that the lively momentum of the whole sect would inspire Mu Cheng and the others who were about to participate in the competition.

The sect master personally met with Mu Cheng, Ling Xue and other ten participating disciples, and each of them distributed a sufficient amount of spirit herbs and precious medicines to ensure that they could express themselves in the strongest state in the tea party competition and show the power of Qingyunzong.

The atmosphere of the whole sect was very lively, and they were encouraging Mu Cheng and the others, but Qin Ming was forgotten.

Qin Ming didn't give up and ignored it. When the atmosphere on the ground was hot and excited, he practiced the Asura Saber hard in the dark and damp cage, and experienced the most cruel transformation in his life.

The remnant soul woke up the Shura sword again and again, and Qin Ming felt the Shura killing world again and again.

The mournful wailing, the painful groan, echoed in the dungeon for a long time, no matter day or night.

Even the guard disciples felt panicked, wondering what was going on underneath, but they didn't dare to go down to see, what if that kid went crazy?

Qin Ming would endure severe pain every time. The black energy of the Shura sword seemed to tear his body apart, and the killing thoughts of Shura Killing World seemed to devour his soul.

The pain of life is worse than death again and again, and the screams that are heart-wrenching again and again.

The pain was excruciatingly painful, and he fainted several times in a curled-up.

In the end, his voice became hoarse.

Qin Ming really wanted to collapse at the beginning, but every time he collapsed, his mind came to his relatives, their voices and smiles, the sweetness and warmth of the year; every time he collapsed, his father's admonition sounded in his ears—— The weak should not die, the strong should not live, you must be strong! Forever strong!

Qin Ming's life is determined, this is his biggest reliance, and every time he falls, he can recover the fastest.

The remnant soul's opinion was to endure it ten times a day and slowly digest it, but Qin Ming forcibly added it to fifty times, trying day and night, almost crazy.

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

The Shura Saber Qi also tempered Qin Ming in the destruction again and again.

Five days later, Qin Ming entered the Eighth Heaven in a purgatory-like temper.

Although this tempering was worse than death and cruel and unbearable, the changes it brought to Qin Ming were tantamount to reborn. Before, it was just a tough body, but now power is emerging from the inside out. This is just an extra 'gift' generated by Shura Saber Qi and Shengsheng Jue's 'destruction and repair again and again'.

Five more days! When Mu Cheng and the others set off for the eight tea parties.

Huyan Zhuozhuo finally came to the underground cage, straight to the point, and asked directly, "Realm!"

"Eighth Heaven! Steady!" Qin Ming turned his back to the warehouse, his body was filled with black energy, his head was lowered, his voice was hoarse, and he was holding a small black knife in his palm. This was not a real Shura knife, but a dantian The 'clone' formed by the sword energy in it is the form of the Shura sword that appears outside Qin Ming's body.

It was icy-cold and murderous, and even Qin Ming felt the killing intent to the bone, as if he was holding a little god of death.

"My father has already arrived at the Qingyun Sect." Huyan Zhuozhuo shook the key in his hand and smiled honestly: "I wish you a famous eight sects in advance."

"Huyan Zhuozhuo." Qin Ming slowly got up.

"What else is there to ask for?" Now that Huyan Zhuozhuo has 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, and Shura's sword aura quietly dissipated.

In the sea of ​​​​dantian gas, those eyes gradually closed, and a low voice echoed faintly: "Go, let go of your famous first battle, release it with all your strength. One Asura sword is enough to sweep the eight sects in the Northern Territory."

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The first performance field, the largest and most magnificent performance field in Qingyun Sect, is usually not open to the public, only for Jin Ling disciples and a few middle-aged disciples to practice.

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

The four Jin Ling disciples stood at the forefront, Mu Cheng 'Jinjian', Zhang Lan 'You Huo', Li Nian 'Suyi', and Murong Chong 'Huan Hai'.

This is the strongest representative of the new generation, not only has strength, but also has talent, and has a strong aura, and has been famous in Qingyunzong for several years.

Behind them are Tieshanhe, Ling Xue, He Xiangtian, Han Qianye, Ding Dian, and Zou Yao. The six strongest men of the new generation are all direct disciples. Their comprehensive strength in all aspects is strong enough to represent the Qingyun Sect. Eight tea parties.

Especially Tie Shanhe and Ling Xue, their reputation and strength are not weaker than Jin Ling disciples!

There is no objection to this lineup.

The five elders brought more than 30 middle-aged disciples to Yanwutai. They would also attend the tea parties of the eight sects and accompany the sect master to meet with the senior leaders of other sects.

"Hello, elder!" Mu Cheng and the others nodded.

"You're in good spirits." The five elders responded with a smile and went to the front to discuss the itinerary with the middle-aged disciples.

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

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

Ding Dian twisted his neck and creaked: "I can't wait! This time Zongli has high expectations for us, so don't be brushed off as soon as we debut."

"The few of us should be able to hold on for a few games, but I'm afraid that some people will be held back." Han Qianye's light words, neither light nor heavy, happened to spread in their team.

He Xiangtian was accepting the worship of his disciples with a smile on his face. Hearing that, his face sank immediately: "Han Qianye, who are you talking about?"

"Just a reminder to everyone, I didn't mean to be true to anyone, you don't have to jump out in a hurry." Han Qianye has always been against He Xiangtian, and he does not recognize He Xiangtian's strength.

He Xiangtian sneered: "The most unqualified person among the six direct disciples is you, and you still have the face to show off here."

Zou Yao took the initiative to stand beside He Xiangtian and raised the corners of his mouth: "We are not only going to participate in the competition, but also represent the image of Qingyun Sect. You said that you are a man who is not a man or a woman and must participate, so how can other sects do it? see us?"

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

Ding Dian's face turned cold: "Dog men and women! Are you finished?"

Tie Shanhe, Ling Xue and the others were expressionless, as if they didn't hear anything, and they didn't even mean to answer.

The team was not as harmonious as the disciples saw it.

On the contrary, the elders in front couldn't listen anymore, and coughed twice, very dissatisfied with their infighting.

Zou Yao walked to the front and held an elder's arm with a smile: "Elder Helianzhong, why hasn't the Sect Master come yet? We've been waiting for a long time."

Elder Helian said indifferently: "Just wait, there is a distinguished guest from the sect, and the sect master is receiving it."

"Why is the honored guest so important?" Zou Yao wondered, this is going to start immediately, who can drag the sect master down?

"The patriarch of the Huyan family."

"Oh? What is he doing here?" Not only was Zou Yao strange, but Ding Dian and the others were also strange. The Huyan family has become stronger and stronger in recent years. Not only has the Chamber of Commerce spread all over the Northern Territory, but there are more and more strong people in the sect, and the relationship with the Qingyun Sect has become more and more intimate. It's just this kind of critical moment to visit, is there anything important?

The elders didn't speak, and they wondered why the Huyan family patriarch chose to visit at this time, and they deliberately called the suzerain to private chat.

"It doesn't matter, just wait, I will go when it's time to go." Han Qianye deliberately walked to the side and opened the distance from He Xiangtian.

Qin Ming came to the Yanwu Arena, walked to the front of the crowd, glanced at the ten disciples on the Yanwu stage, smiled, and walked directly over. He first went back to the warehouse to take a shower, then changed into clean clothes, and then packed up his luggage and came here with a burden on his back.

The disciples next to him are very strange, how did this kid get out of the dungeon? Where are you going with your baggage?

Huyan Zhuozhuo hurried up to meet him, smiled and said, "Young Master Qin, please this way."

Qin Ming followed Huyan Zhuozhuo to the stage and went directly to the expedition team.

The audience is a little quiet, people are baffled, what is this doing?

Mu Cheng and others frowned slightly, what are you doing here?

Huyan Zhuozhuo took Qin Ming's hand with a smile and walked towards them, nodding to the five elders in front of him with a smile: "Sorry, we are late."

Helian raised his hand to stop them, his face slightly darkened: "Who asked you to come up! Don't make trouble!"

"Huh? You haven't received the notice yet?"

"What notice?"

"Substitution."

"Who else?" The elders were strange, and Mu Cheng and the others were even more strange.

"Qin Ming attended the eight tea parties."

The five elders were slightly stunned, and smiled in unison: "Don't make a fool of yourself, hurry down."