"The power of the ancient kings?" Qin Ming was interested. The disappearing ancient country? The secret that had been sealed for thousands of years?

"I can open it and help you get the inheritance of the kings."

Qin Ming calmed down a little, suppressing the heat in his heart. This secret was too great: "Why do you have to give it to me? Just because I can take you back?"

"The stronger you become, the faster you grow, the shorter your period of going back. I... may not last for a few years..." The remnant soul whispered weakly, and his voice dissipated in the qi sea of ​​Dantian.

Does Qin Ming believe it? Don’t believe it! But the matter of watching the coast may be real, I’m afraid that the remnant soul will have bad intentions.

Whether to go or not? You can consider the past, but it is definitely not the present.

With the realm of the seventh level of Qin Ming Lingwu, you can still move around near Qingyun Sect. When you go to the dangerous world outside, you are too weak, let alone the magical secret realm full of temptation. Once you fall into trouble, you may be controlled by the lonely soul.

Qin Ming was thinking silently, and suddenly noticed that there was a person standing there in the iron gate, with white clothes fluttering, air conditioning filled with air conditioning, beautiful and moving under the moonlight: "Sister Ling Xue? It's late at night, aren't you afraid of people's misunderstandings?"

Ling Xue stood in the shadow, with a beautiful face behind the veil, and her slender figure could not hide her perfect outline even if she was covered by a long skirt. "Where is the purple jade spirit ginseng?"

"It's gone." Qin Ming was a little wary. Could she be coming to settle the score with her?

"The five purple jade spirit ginseng are comparable to the best spiritual fruits. Can't you subdue them? Unless someone is helping you."

"I don't understand what you mean." Qin Ming thought secretly, was there something in this sentence?

"Only after eating the purple jade spirit ginseng can you urge you to enter the seventh level of heaven. You can't control the effect of the purple jade spirit ginseng. Who is helping you?"

Qin Ming was speechless, how could anyone see that my realm has improved? "What are you doubting?"

Ling Xue asked bluntly: "Is the residual soul sealed in the Yaoshan Qiankun Formation in your body?"

At this moment, Qin Ming clearly felt that his eyes were quietly opened in the sea of ​​dantian Qi.

"I have touched that stone, but it doesn't mean it has something to do with me, and I don't know where the remnant soul has gone. You should ask you Elder Yaoshan for this matter." Qin Ming denied it without hesitation.

"Qin Ming, you can actually believe me."

"Of course. I believe in senior sister, I believe in Yaoshan, and the great Qingyun Sect." Qin Ming sneered.

Ling Xue looked at Qin Ming and stopped talking.

Qin Ming spread his hands: "Senior sister has something to do?"

"If you feel something is different in your body, go to Yaoshan to find me. It is more dangerous than you think, and don't reach an agreement with it. You can't control it." Ling Xue threw a jade plaque to Qin Ming, with a beautiful small font 'Xue' engraved on it.

Qin Ming took the jade token and bought it cool and smooth: "Thank you, I will remember it."

"Please pretend that things in the cave have not happened. If I hear any rumors, I will never let it go!" Ling Xue's tone was a little cold and she left the warehouse.

"Don't worry, I didn't see anything."

Ling Xue's steps suddenly stopped and she turned around and glanced at him coldly.

Qin Ming immediately shut up and said the wrong thing.

After Ling Xue left, the eyes in the Dantian Qi Sea slowly closed and said nothing.

Qin Ming leaned under the old tree and stared at the starry sky in a daze.

"The power of the kings!"

"The lost ancient country!"

This temptation appeared again, but was suppressed by Qin Ming. His most urgent wish now is to save his relatives and save the more than 200,000 suffering urban residents. There is only one solution, eight tea parties!

"How can I participate!"

"How to win a quota!"

"Who can... help me..."

Yue Qing and Elder Mu Bai can only help as much as possible, and cannot be 100% sure. Qin Ming must think of another solution himself.

The next day, Qin Ming received the delivery list, carried the stone jar and delivered the goods everywhere, and found Hu Yan Zhuozhuo at the Ninth Martial Arts Stadium.

This super-large meatball is full of joy, and she smiles at the wonderful exercises on the martial arts field, focusing on several young disciples.

He has a leather notebook in his hand, which clearly records more than 300 names, all of which are potential disciples he values. But he will not be optimistic about whoever he wants to take it directly. He will follow his own procedures, first make friends with others in private, strive for goodwill, then observe silently, make records, and help at the appropriate time.

Hu Yan Zhuozhuo not only wants to choose the right guard for the family, but also chooses the team for himself.

So he values ​​talent potential, and more importantly, character and perseverance.

Generally speaking, he will observe carefully for three or two years before making the final decision. He will strive for the right ones, and he will make friends if he is not.

"Young Master Qin?" Hu Yan Zhuozhuo greeted Qin Ming with a smile. "I was about to look for you a few days ago, and you were attending the hunting conference."

Qin Ming walked over Hu Yan Zhuozhuo: "Find a place to chat?"

"Of course." Hu Yan Zhuo Zhuo was about to talk to Qin Ming. He defeated Mu Zixiu on the martial arts field that day, and then came back alive at the hunting conference. Qin Ming gave him the momentum of planting eagles and falcons spreading his wings, which made him even more interested.

Qin Ming carried the stone jar and left the martial arts field and walked into the woods at the bottom of the mountain.

Hu Yan Zhuozhuo walked in with his few smiles, and the followers stayed outside very sensible to keep the wind for them.

"You are looking for targets in various martial arts venues every day? Are you not afraid of Qingyun Sect causing trouble for you?" Qin Ming put down the stone jar and looked at Hu Yan Zhuozhuo who was walking towards him.

"If it's not the case, I like to make friends." Hu Yan Zhuozhuo narrowed his eyes and grinned, and his facial features were no longer found on his face.

Qin Ming looked at him carefully: "What is your status in the Huyan family?"

Hu Yan Zhuozhuo was very smart, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his smile was honest and happy: "You can speak well."

"I have an idea, I don't know if you are interested."

"Young Master Qin, you said that as long as it is about making friends, I am interested."

"I was just about to be a friend with you, a friend I can trust." Qin Ming asked Cai Yi. Hu Yan Zhuo Zhuo's identity is very special. He is very likely to be the direct successor of the Hu Yan family. As for the specific status and identity, she is not very clear, but this direct identity is enough for Qin Ming.

"Have you encountered something happening to Mr. Qin?" Hu Yan Zhuo Zhuo suddenly became alert. He had been observing Qin Ming for a long time. This young man had a very tough temper. He was the kind of person who could stand up if he couldn't beat him to death. He had a hard bone and a tougher personality. Why did he suddenly prepare to 'sell himself'?

If it weren't for something very special, Qin Ming wouldn't have made such a decision.

"Is this person worthy of your hand?"

"Of course! My honor!" Hu Yan Zhuozhuo admitted that Qin Ming is still very valuable, especially at this stage.

"I'll make you a friend, and you can do something for me." Qin Ming's words actually meant selling himself. As for the extent to which he sold and what method he used, it depends on Hu Yan Zhuozhuo's own considerations. Qin Ming cannot place all his hopes on Yue Qing's master. He needs external force to activate it, and the best choice is Hu Yan Zhuozhuo.

"It is my honor to be able to do things for Mr. Qin." Hu Yan Zhuozhuo smiled and was polite, but his true thoughts were never reflected in his face. He was very polite to anyone, no matter when.

"Help me get the quota for eight tea parties." Qin Ming directly pointed out.
Chapter completed!