Quietly, Qin Ming looked at Wu Mo for a long time, and finally the depression in his heart turned into a sigh and murmured, "I will fulfill your two last wishes, so you can rest in peace!"
"I will also take good care of the disciples of the Martial God Sect."
Qin Ming remembered Wu Mo with a smile when he finally died.
Maybe, he knows in his heart that if he leaves these things to himself, he will definitely help him get them done.
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The Wushen Sect is as peaceful as ever.
On the training platform, Lan Zhizhi was teaching Qin Qingling's attack in a serious manner.
"Sister Lan Zhi, I'm coming." Wearing a pink floral skirt and holding a beautiful bamboo flute, Qin Qing had a smile in her eyes, and the rich spiritual energy was wrapped around the bamboo flute.
Very powerful.
Lan Zhi's eyes were soft, her hand gently touched the jade flute, and she smiled lightly and said, "Come on, let's see how much of the spiritual skills I taught you in this short period of time have you learned."
To be honest, Lan Zhi didn't think Qin Qing could practice the jade flute well.
After all, Qin Qing just thinks the jade flute is beautiful, not that she has any talent for using the flute.
Although the flute looks simple, it is extremely difficult to practice without talent.
The master wanted to test himself, and Qin Qing showed her twelve points of skill.
"Shua..."
In a flash, she took small steps and appeared next to Lan Zhi. She went up to the dormitory with a bamboo flute. Before the flute arrived, a burst of flute sound had already sounded.
"Buzzing..."
Hearing the sound of the flute, Lan Zhi's heart moved. It was unexpected that Qin Qing could make the flute carry the sound during the attack.
Although the current flute sound has no offensive ability, this is because Qin Qing does not understand the rhythm at all. I believe that if she studies hard, she will be able to learn it well. This is a very simple matter.
The most difficult part of the Rhythm Skill is that every attack involves a sonic attack without affecting the attack.
Qin
Qing has already accomplished the most difficult task. Although her performance is not good enough, the fact that she has been able to practice to such an extent in such a short period of time proves that she is very talented.
It also shows how hard Qin Qing worked during this period.
Unexpectedly, Qin Qing had the talent to learn musical skills.
"Not bad!" Lan Zhi opened her red lips slightly and praised with a smile. She gently raised the jade flute in her hand, just enough to block Qin Qing's attack.
"ha……"
The bamboo flute was sealed, but Qin Qing was not discouraged. Instead, she followed the instructions recorded in the technique and followed Lan Zhi's moves step by step.
Under the competition stage, the disciples were watching happily.
"Lan Zhi is so beautiful and strong. I wonder who is lucky enough to be able to marry her." A young disciple of the Martial God Sect looked at Lan Zhi with eyes that were not human.
"You don't have to think about it. She already has someone in her heart. She belongs to Elder Qin!" The older disciple of the Martial God Sect next to him patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "You just joined the Martial God Sect and you didn't know about this.
, it also caused a sensation here, the scene at that time was...sizzling..."
Recalling that Qin Ming came to the sect and made elixirs in public in order to save Lan Zhi, his attitude of resolutely going there and resolutely defeating the beauty in spite of all the difficulties, moved his heart.
"Qin Ming? I heard that he is an elder of the sect, but why have I never seen him before?" the young disciple asked. People in the sect often talked about him, and he was a little curious about Qin Ming.
"Speaking of Qin Ming..." The older disciple began to tell with excitement what happened after Qin Ming came to the sect.
The audience watched in excitement, and the practice on the stage was also very intense.
"Huhu..."
Attacked
For a while, even the corner of Lan Zhi's clothes was not touched. Qin Qing gasped violently, "I can't do it anymore... I'm too tired."
"Why are we both Martial Saints, but there is such a big gap between me and you?"
With the countless pills left by Qin Ming, and Qin Qing's hard training in a short period of time, Qin Qing finally succeeded in breaking through to the Martial Saint.
It makes many people envious.
After all, Qin Qing is very young, so it is very possible for her to break through to become a Martial Saint at such a young age and become the most powerful Martial Saint in the future.
"Before you became a Martial Saint, you never learned any spiritual skills or fought. Of course, you are far behind me." Lan Zhi smiled and comforted her, "Don't worry, after you finish practicing that heaven-level spiritual skills, your strength will be improved."
There will be earth-shaking changes!”
"Really?" Qin Qing's eyes lit up.
Looking at Qin Qing's expectant eyes, Lan Zhi didn't want to hurt her, so she nodded and said, "Not bad."
Heaven-level spiritual skills are not so easy to cultivate. Besides, even if Qin Qing really masters the heaven-level spiritual skills and has not experienced a life-and-death fight, it will be empty and empty.
Will Qin Qing go to fight to the death?
Obviously it's impossible. Qin Ming will never allow it. He cherishes this sister very much and doesn't want her to get hurt at all.
"Hmph..." Qin Qing straightened her lovely nose and raised her pink fist, "When I have mastered my spiritual skills, I will help my brother fight the bad guys."
"Yeah!" Looking at Qin Qing's cute look, Lan Zhi forced herself to smile and nodded.
Qin Qing suddenly sighed, looked into the distance and complained, "I wonder where my brother is now?"
"He has been out for such a long time and hasn't come back to see my sister. He won't forget me, right?"
It turned out that she was missing Qin Ming. Lan Zhi was about to comfort Qin Qing, who was feeling depressed, when suddenly Qin Qing exclaimed.
"My brother is back!"
Hearing this, Lan Zhi also turned her head and looked into the distance.
A figure, holding a person in his arms, flew quickly from a distance.
Below, other disciples also looked into the distance when they heard Qin Ming's return.
Gradually, as the figure approached, their hearts sank.
What Qin Ming is holding in his hand is...
With a heavy heart, Qin Ming flew directly to the high platform.
When Lan Zhi saw Qin Ming coming back, she originally had a smile on her face, but when she saw the person in Qin Ming's hands, she shouted "Sect Master!"
"Sect Master, what's going on?"
Other disciples also went up to the competition stage one after another and looked at Wu Mo held in Qin Ming's hand.
Qin Ming said nothing, his eyes were blood red.
At this time, Cangyu and Xuanming also flew back from a distance.
Although they set off before Qin Ming, their martial arts strength was only that of elite martial saints, and their speed was slower than Qin Ming's. Instead, they were one step behind Qin Ming.
"metropolitan!"
Originally, Xuan Ming was very happy to see Qin Ming safe and sound. Just as he was about to say hello, he was shocked when he saw Wu Mo in his arms. He stumbled to Qin Ming and hugged Wu Mo from Qin Ming's hand.
Mo.
"metropolitan!"
"What's wrong with you?"
Feeling that there was no warmth on Wu Mo's body, Xuanming shed tears. He raised his head and said to Qin Ming in a pleading tone, "Qin Ming, you are the Alchemy God. Please save the sect master!"
Slightly avoiding Xuan Ming's gaze, Qin Ming was speechless.
Seeing that Qin Ming was silent, Xuan Ming turned around again and prayed to Cang Yu, "Cang Yu, look at the sect master, what's wrong with him?"
Stretching out his hand, Cangyu touched Wu Mo's forehead and mentally explored it. It was filled with ashes.
The soul space has been completely shattered.
This chapter has been completed!