Early the next morning, four Jinling disciples, Mu Cheng, Li Nian, Murong Chong and Zhang Lan, all came to the fifth martial arts field and waited for Qin''s order to fight.


    The young disciples got up early and didn''t care about their cultivation. They rushed to the fifth martial arts field in groups. The male and female disciples talked about it one after another and were full of expectations for today''s challenge.


    Ding Dian, Han Qianye, he xiangtian and many other disciples came to the martial arts arena one after another.


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


    Qin Ming caused a sensation in the whole city at the eight tea parties. His mysterious swordsmanship, strong physique and strange Shura resentment all caused a sensation. He was given the name Shura son by the eight sects and widely praised in the northern regions. However, most of the Qingyun sect have not seen it with their own eyes. They are very curious about how strong Qin Ming is now. It is said that the magic calls its God. What is the reality?


    Besides, there are few open duels between Jinling disciples. The excellence itself is worth looking forward to. Maybe we can learn some experience.


    It was just dawn, and the fifth martial arts arena was full of people, crowded and talking. Many people rushed to the fifth martial arts arena from all directions.


    A rare sensation.


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


    "You can enter the important place of medicine mountain, but she can''t!" the mountain guarding disciple stopped Qin Ming and the demon son. As the most secret place of Qingyun sect, how can the disciples of other sects be allowed to enter at will.


    "Please tell elder martial sister Ling Xue whether the demon should enter or not." Qin ordered the guest to go.


    The disciple looked at Qin Ming. Just about to go up the mountain, he suddenly asked, "you should go to the fifth martial arts field. Why are you here?"


    The four Jinling disciples sent orders to Qin in the afternoon. Although Yaoshan paid little attention to Zongli''s affairs, such a big thing spread to the mountain.


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


    Another disciple was interested: "do you have confidence?"


    "Try it."


    The disciple of Yaoshan informs Ling Xue, who goes down the mountain to meet her personally.


    She came out of the misty mountains, like a fairy out of the fairyland, pure and holy, snow-white dress, elegant long hair, exquisite 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 the demon up the mountain? Are you afraid?" Ling Xue was cold and indifferent, and her veil could not hide her face. Only her cool and beautiful temperament can compete with the enchanting of demon son, which brings disaster to the country and the people.


    One is cold and holy, the other is demon and sexy. When two different temperaments meet, even the disciples of Yaoshan can''t control them. But the two women have special identities. They don''t dare to watch too much, so they can only look at them secretly with their heads down.


    "Fear is right. It''s not afraid. Your master''s realm is similar to that of the patriarch. If they want to kill me, I have nowhere to run."


    Ling Xue is speechless. Do you have to say it so directly? "I must take the demon up the mountain, or I won''t go."


    The demon son leaned on Qin''s life intimately: "don''t worry, I''ll protect you."


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


    "Medicine mountain is the purest treasure land of Qingyun sect''s spiritual power." the demon looked at the surrounding environment curiously. The fog floated. The ancient big trees were like majestic beasts, thick and huge. The roots arched out of the ground and intertwined in disorder. The branches fell from the crown, like small trees covered with small flowers. It is old and dark, and the rich breath of life makes people intoxicated.


    "Did you make trouble again yesterday?" Ling Xue walked in front with a cold tone.


    "No trouble."


    "Do you blush when you say that?"


    "If someone asks for trouble, I belong to self-defense."


    "Do you have to palm your mouth? It''s so noisy that many elders are dissatisfied with you."


    "Have these elders been satisfied with me? I like to do things crisp and neat. If I can do it, try not to move my mouth."


    "Hee hee." the demon smiled happily, approached Qin Ming and winked at him. Why are they so angry with each other.


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


    "I won''t hurt you. Your specific attitude depends on your performance. Let me remind you that my master is different from other elders and has no prejudice against you. You should be polite as much as possible."


    "Of course, if people don''t offend me, I don''t offend. This is my attitude." Qin Ming turned to the demon son and whispered, "if I''m caught or killed, spread the news after you leave and say that the inheritance of kings has been detained by Qingyun sect."


    "First pass it on to my blood evil sect, and then to the whole northern region."


    "Yes!!"


    "That''s it."


    "OK."


    "If you die, I die."


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


    mountaintop!


    The elder of Yaoshan and the leader of Qingyun sect are waiting here.


    They didn''t mind the demon''s presence and knew the purpose of Qin''s life.


    "How much does Lord Qiu Lin know?" the Lord has restrained all his holy power, like an ordinary warrior, without deliberately oppressing Qin Ming and the demon son.


    "Don''t know anything for the time being. Don''t worry." the demon son looked at the white haired elder of Yaoshan curiously. He had heard that Qingyun sect had an old fellow as famous as the sect leader. He should have been the sect leader of this generation. As a result, he was willing to guard Yaoshan, low-key and mysterious. He finally met me today.


    Elder Yaoshan looked at Qin Ming with a complicated look and kept silent again and again. His father gave his life for the secret of the undersea kingdom. Qingyun sect got into trouble with the Donghuang war clan. He had to resign from the appointment of the patriarch, stay alone in the medicine mountain, suppress the remnant soul, and use his own vitality to maintain the vitality of the remnant soul. He can''t let him die.


    After more than 20 years, all the hard work and pay, finally in exchange for making wedding clothes for others and achieving the youth in front of us! Qin Ming looked calm and calmly accepted their eyes.


    The patriarch was also silent. He couldn''t tell what he felt about Qin Ming. But looking back on the performances of the eight tea parties, he had to admit Qin Ming''s talent and pride. Looking back on what happened in the big green mountain, he also had to admit that the child was cruel and tenacious. If you put aside everything else, but as far as this person is concerned, he has to say that Qin''s life is better than all the disciples of Qingyun sect. But things in the world are always unhappy. Qin Ming has hatred and hatred in his heart, and has no sense of belonging to Qingyun sect.


    The atmosphere was so silent. No one spoke on the top of the mountain and looked at each other silently.


    Even Ling Xue was waiting for the decision of the patriarch and the master, because they didn''t give her a final answer before Qin ordered her to come.


    A cold wind blew over the top of the mountain, rolling thick clouds and blowing the ends of people''s hair and clothes.


    The elder of Yaoshan finally said, "Congratulations, child. The inheritance spanning thousands of years is rare in the world. It may help you achieve a height never seen in the history of Qingyun sect."


    In a word, it recognized Qin Ming''s possession of inheritance.


    Ling Xue breathed a sigh of relief.


    "The eight year life of Qingyun sect is the most precious wealth of my life, and I will always remember it."


    Qin Ming also expressed his position tactfully, but this remark may have different ways of interpretation in different people''s hearts.


    The elder of Yaoshan nodded slowly. His words were unclear. At least it was a normal attitude. It was not against his heart to please, nor did he deliberately hate. "Let''s talk about your Shura knife first."