"The disciples of the Martial God Sect, I will also take good care of it."
When Qin Ming remembered Wu Mo's last death, he was smiling.
Possibly, he knew in his heart that if these things were left to himself, he would definitely do it for him.
...
The Martial God Sect, as in the past, calm as usual.
On the practice stage, Lan Zhizheng was teaching Qin Qing to strike.
"Sister Lan Zhi, I'm going to attack." Wearing a pink floral dress and holding a beautiful bamboo flute, Qin Qing's eyes are filled with a smile and a strong aura, wrapped around the bamboo flute, looking like Very powerful.
Lan Zhi's eyes were soft, his hand gently stroked the jade flute, and he smiled lightly: "Come on, look at this short time. I taught you spiritual skills. You learned a bit."
To be honest, Lan Zhi didn't think Qin Qing could practice the jade flute well.
After all, Qin Qing just thought the jade flute was good-looking, not because of his talent.
Although the flute looks simple, it has no talent and is extremely difficult to practice.
The master wanted to test and teach herself, and Qin Qing put out twelve points of skill.
"Huh..."
After a flash, she took a small step and appeared beside Lan Zhi, the bamboo flute was up in the room. Before the flute arrived, the sound of the flute had already sounded.
"Buzz..."
Hearing the sound of the flute, Lan Zhi's heart moved, it was unexpected that Qin Qing was able to make the flute carry a sound during the attack.
Although the current flute sound doesn't have the ability to attack, it's because Qin Qing doesn't understand rhythm at all. I believe she can learn it well if she learns it carefully. This is a very simple matter.
The most difficult part of the melody spirit skills is that every attack is accompanied by a sonic attack without affecting the attack.
Qin Qing has done the most difficult, although she has not done well enough, but she can practice to this point in a short time, which proves that she is very talented.
It also shows how hard Qin Qing has been during this period.
Unexpectedly, Qin Qing has a talent for learning rhythm and spiritual skills.
"Not bad!" The red lips opened slightly, and Lan Zhi smiled and praised. The jade flute in his hand was gently lifted, just to seal Qin Qing's attack.
"what……"
The bamboo flute was sealed, and Qin Qing was not discouraged, but rather rigorously fought with Lan Zhi one by one according to the record in the practice.
Under the competition stage, the disciples were watching happily.
"Lan Zhi is so beautiful and strong. I don't know who is lucky enough to marry her." A young disciple of the Martial God Sect looked at Lan Zhi with idiotic eyes that it was not a human customs.
"Don't think about it, she already has a sense of belonging, she belongs to Elder Qin!" The older Wushenzong disciple next to him patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "You just joined the Wushenzong, don't know, this one It caused a sensation here. The scene...
Thinking back to Qin Ming's coming to the sect, in order to save Lan Zhi, he made alchemy in public, that kind of aura to save the beauty, although there were all kinds of difficulties, I went there resolutely, and he was moved.
"Qin Ming? I heard that he is the elder of the Zongmen, why have I never met him." The young disciple asked. People in the Zongmen often talked about him, and he was a little curious about Qin Ming.
"Speaking of Qin Ming..." The older disciple began to tell what happened after Qin Ming came to the sect.
The audience watched lively and the rehearsal was intense.
"Huhu..."
After attacking for a while, without even touching the corner of Lan Zhi's clothes, Qin Qing gasped violently, "No way...I'm too tired."
"Why are we also Wu Sheng, but I am so far behind you?"
With the countless pills left by Qin Ming, coupled with Qin Qing's short-term assiduous practice, Qin Qing finally succeeded in breaking through to Martial Saint.
Many people envy it.
After all, Qin Qing was very young, and it was very possible to break through to become a martial sage at such an age and become the strongest martial sage in the future.
"Before you became a martial sage, you never learned spiritual skills or battles. Of course, you are far from me." Lan Zhi smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, wait until you finish practicing that heavenly spiritual skills. The strength will change drastically!"
"Really?" Qin Qing's eyes lit up.
Looking at Qin Qing's expectant eyes, Lan Zhi didn't want to hit her, nodded and said affirmatively: "Yes."
Heaven-level spiritual skills are not so easy to cultivate, and besides, even if Qin Qing really mastered the heaven-level spiritual skills, and had not experienced life and death, it would still be empty and unintended.
Will Qin Qing fight for life and death?
Obviously it is impossible. Qin Ming absolutely does not allow it. He is very precious to this sister and does not want her to be harmed.
"Huh..." Qin Qing stiffened her cute Qiongbi and raised her pink fist: "When I get my spiritual skills, I will help my brother beat the bad guys."
"Yeah!" Looking at Qin Qing's cute look, Lan Zhi nodded without a smile.
Qin Qing sighed suddenly, looked into the distance and complained: "I don't know where my brother is now?"
"He has been out for so long and hasn't come back to see my sister. Will he forget me?"
It turned out to be thinking about Qin Ming. Lan Zhi was about to comfort Qin Qing who was depressed, when Qin Qing suddenly exclaimed.
"Brother is back!"
Upon hearing this, Lan Zhi also turned to look into the distance.
A figure, holding a person, flew quickly from a distance.
Below, when other disciples heard Qin Ming's return, they also looked far away.
Gradually, as the figure approached, their hearts sank.
What Qin Ming holds in his hands is...
With a heavy heart, Qin Ming flew directly onto the high platform.
Lan Zhi saw Qin Ming come back with a smile on her face, but when she saw the person in Qin Ming's hands, she hurriedly exclaimed, "Sect Master!"
"Sect Master, what's wrong?"
Other disciples also went to the martial arts stage one after another, looking at Wu Mo who was holding Qin Ming's hands.
Qin Ming did not speak, his eyes were blood red.
At this time, Cangyu and Xuanming also flew back from a distance.
Although they set off before Qin Ming, the martial arts strength is only the elite martial sage, the speed is slower than Qin Ming, but one step behind Qin Ming.
"metropolitan!"
Originally, Xuanming was very happy to see that Qin Ming was safe and sound. He was about to say hello. When he saw Wu Mo in his arms, he was shocked and flew in front of Qin Ming. He hugged Wu Mo from Qin Ming's hand. Mo.
"metropolitan!"
"What's wrong with you?"
Feeling the absence of any temperature on Wu Mo's body, Xuan Ming shed tears, raised his head, and said to Qin Ming with an imploring tone: "Qin Ming, you are the pill god, please save the lord!"
Slightly avoiding Xuan Ming's gaze, Qin Ming said nothing.
Seeing Qin Ming not speaking, Xuanming turned around again and prayed to Cangyu, "Cangyu, look at the lord, what's wrong with him?"
Reaching out his hand, Cangyu touched Wu Mo's forehead, and when he mentally probed it, there was ashes inside.
The Soul Space has been completely shattered.
