C11 A Good Dog Doesn't Block the Path

"Cough!"

Entering the Heaven Martial Pavilion, Qin Ming looked around the pavilion. After seeing how the Heaven Martial Pavilion divided the outer sect and Inner Sect's cultivation techniques, he was about to walk towards the bookshelf on the right. Suddenly, Qin Ming was startled. The Primordial Spirit had actually sensed a trace of a divine soul looking at him.

Qin Ming revealed a surprised expression. He turned around and looked behind him, only to see an old man dressed in black appearing out of thin air in front of him.

"Hmm? This kid found me?" The old man was slightly surprised. He did not reveal any aura, and even an Earth Realm expert might not be able to detect him easily.

When Qin Ming saw the old man in black, he sized him up. A trace of surprise appeared in his heart, "A Heavenly Sea Realm expert?"

"Outer sect disciple greets senior!" Qin Ming could tell that this man's Cultivation Level was extraordinary, so he didn't think too much about it. He hurriedly bowed and paid his respects. Someone who possessed such a Cultivation Level must be an elder in the Heavenly Immortal Sect.

"En, what's your name?" The old man in black looked at Qin Ming and nodded slightly, then asked for his name.

"Replying to senior, this disciple's name is Qin Ming." Qin Ming lowered his head, not daring to look at this old man directly, and respectfully reported his name.

"Oh? You are a member of the Qin Family!" The old man's expression changed slightly, and a bright light flashed across his eyes. He sized Qin Ming up and asked.

"Yes, this disciple is indeed a member of the Qin Family." Qin Ming was somewhat nervous. How could this man care so much about his name? This caused him to feel somewhat uneasy.

After Qin Ming lowered his head and replied, the old man opposite him retracted his gaze. He put on a thoughtful expression and nodded. After a moment of silence, he said, "Give me your identity token. You can enter the bookshelf on the right and choose your cultivation technique. But you can't exceed two sets. "

When Qin Ming heard him, he quickly took out his identity token and handed it to the old man. Then, he bowed and walked to the bookshelf on the right.

"Beginner level martial skill" Startling Cloud Palm "?" Qin Ming came to the bookshelf and saw that the martial skill on the bookshelf was called Startling Cloud Palm. This made him think of the scene when Qing Yun used it.

" This technique consumes too much spirit energy, it's not suitable for the current me " Qin Ming shook his head slightly. What Qin Ming needed right now was a technique with a greater lethality. The beginner level martial skills in front of him simply couldn't enter his eyes.

"Heavy Shadow Fist, Seventh Layer Fist, the power of each punch is astonishing."

"Qingyun Sword Technique, sword technique like the wind, ethereal in all directions, pervasive in all directions, sword like rain..."

Unknowingly, Qin Ming arrived in front of the bookshelf where the weapons were trained. When he saw the Qingyun Sword Technique, Qin Ming's heart slightly moved. However, just as Qin Ming unexpectedly swept his gaze over the bookshelf beside the Qingyun Sword Technique, his expression froze, and he revealed a surprised expression as he said, "Intermediate level cultivation technique," Sword Soaring Technique? "

" Why is there an intermediate level cultivation technique here? " Qin Ming was a little puzzled. He had seen so many bookshelves, but he had never found an intermediate level cultivation method here.

Picking up the Sword Soaring Technique, Qin Ming opened the book and looked at it carefully. After a long time, Qin Ming frowned and closed the Sword Soaring Technique with a strange expression.

"There are too many loopholes in this technique, but once this technique is successfully cultivated... It can be used to kill enemies with a single strike and catch them off guard. This technique focuses on speed, accuracy, and fierceness. When cultivating this technique, one must possess extremely sharp speed and resilience. " With Qin Ming's experience, he could tell the drawbacks of this technique with a single glance. It was no wonder this cultivation technique was placed on the outer sect's bookshelf.

After pondering for a long time, the corner of Qin Ming's mouth twitched. He touched his nose with his right hand, then took the Soaring Sword Technique and walked out of the Martial Pavilion.

Arriving in front of the old man, Qin Ming handed the Soaring Sword Technique to the old man and said, "Senior, this disciple has already chosen it. Please take a look."

The black-clothed man nodded slightly. After he took the Sword Soaring Technique and saw the name on the page, he looked at Qin Ming with a strange expression and said, "Are you sure you want to cultivate this technique?"

"Yes, this disciple is sure." Qin Ming did not hesitate and nodded, cupping his fists and saying yes.

"You have to think carefully, this technique does indeed have an extremely powerful destructive force. However, there are too many drawbacks to this magic. If you are not careful, you will fall into deviatory psychosis. Moreover, the basic requirements to cultivate this technique are extremely harsh. " The black-clothed man frowned, and a strange expression appeared on his face as he warned Qin Ming in a deep voice.

"Many thanks for Senior's reminder, but this disciple still wants to give it a try. Senior, please help me fulfill my wish." However, after Qin Ming heard him, he remained unmoved. He still insisted on his choice, as if he didn't know what was good for him.

When the black-clothed old man saw Qin Ming's insistence, he was slightly puzzled in his heart, but he didn't say anything else. He raised his hand and struck out a Profound Light attack on the Sword Soaring Technique.

Ding! Ding!

With a crisp sound, a bright light flew out from the interior of the Sword Soaring Technique and flew into Qin Ming's forehead with a swoosh.

After Qin Ming sensed the detailed content of the Sword Soaring Technique in his mind, he cupped his fists in satisfaction and bowed to the old man. Just as Qin Ming was about to leave the Heavenly Martial Pavilion, the old man in black suddenly said, "Wait!"

Qin Ming was shocked. He stopped and turned around to look at the old man in black. He saw that the old man had a red sword in his hand.

"If you want to cultivate the Sword Soaring Technique, you must have a good weapon. I have some connections with your Qin Clan, so I will give this sword to you. I hope you can live up to the 'Blood Shadow Sword' that I gave you! " The old man in black had a calm expression. After he finished speaking, he shook his right hand slightly. The Blood Shadow Sword in his hand flew towards Qin Ming.

Qin Ming was surprised. He lifted his hand to catch the Blood Shadow Sword, and with a surprised look on his face, he wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed to the black-robed old man once again. He thanked him and said, "Thank you, senior. I will definitely not let this Blood Shadow Sword down."

The old man in black nodded slightly and waved his hand to signal Qin Ming to leave. He then turned around and walked into the Martial Pavilion, ignoring Qin Ming.

"Middle grade spirit weapon?" Qin Ming lowered his head and looked at the Blood Shadow Sword in his hand. Based on his experience, he could tell that it was a mid-grade Spirit Weapon. This sword was superior to a Spirit Weapon. It was such a precious item. The old man actually gave it to him just like that. He was not as simple as the fact that the old man had some connections with the Qin Clan.

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"Boom!"

In the forest, a series of explosions could be heard. Qin Ming's figure was like a ghostly figure. The Blood Shadow Sword in his hand streaked across the void, and with a swoosh, a blood-red light flashed in front of him. In an instant, a huge tree exploded!

"Not fast enough! Not fast enough!" Qin Ming slashed out with his sword, but he was unable to meet the requirements of his own dreams. When the Sword Soaring Technique was used, blood would be seen. The sword was like a gust of wind, requiring speed and accuracy to reach a consensus, and only then could he seal the throat with a single strike.

After repeatedly using the same technique, the spiritual energy in Qin Ming's body was gradually depleted. Although the Sword Soaring Technique was powerful, the consumption of spiritual energy was not something Qin Ming could withstand.

Qin Ming put away the Blood Shadow Sword. His forehead was full of sweat, and his body was like water that had been washed. The surrounding trees had collapsed, and he had worked hard for four hours. Although he hadn't met the requirements in his heart, he had more or less grasped the first style of the Sword Soaring Technique, 'One Sword Sever the Throat'.

"Hold the Blood Shadow Sword in your hand and dye half the moon red!" A cold smile appeared on Qin Ming's face. He raised his head and looked up into the sky. Then, he turned around and walked out of the forest.

However, just as Qin Ming walked out of the jungle, a sense of danger suddenly appeared in Qin Ming's Primordial Spirit. Qin Ming hurriedly looked around and saw a figure on his right suddenly appear. A bright light pierced through the sky and came over!

"Rushing Thunder Fist!" Qin Ming's expression suddenly turned ugly. An arc of light burst out from his right hand. The crackling sound of friction was really ear piercing. The fist of light rushed forward to meet the attack!

Bang!

With an explosive sound, the bright light in front of Qin Ming instantly exploded. However, Qin Ming was forced to take a few steps back. His right hand was aching, and his spasms were twitching.

"Who are you? Why did you sneak attack me?" Qin Ming's face was filled with anger. He stared coldly at the explosion in front of him and shouted in a deep voice.

" Look! There really are people fighting here!" Just as Qin Ming was interrogating the person in front of him, the sound of an explosion could be heard from the previous exchange, causing the surrounding Outer Sect disciples to be startled.

Qin Ming squinted his eyes and saw that the surrounding people had actually appeared one after another. His expression was slightly strange, and he thought, "These outer circle disciples have nothing better to do than to eat their fill, and they're actually so proactive."

Just as Qin Ming withdrew his gaze and looked at the opposite side, a White-robed Man slowly walked out from within the mist. He was handsome and tall, and his Cultivation Level was at the 7th level of the Cyclone. His eyes were cold, and he looked at Qin Ming with an angry expression.

"Xiao Lin!" The crowd exclaimed; they actually recognized this White-robed Man as Xiao Lin. This person had been corrupted by the customs of the outer sect, and had no moral bottom line. He had always relied on the Cultivation Level to bully and humiliate the weak. "Xiao Lin, this guy, could it be that he wants to bully us again?"

Qin Ming frowned. He had never seen this man before, let alone provoked him. That was why Qin Ming was suspicious of this man. He didn't believe that this man would attack him for no reason.

"Middle grade Spirit Weapon?" Xiao Lin was startled. Greed appeared in his eyes. He sneered at the red sword in Qin Ming's hand and said in a deep voice, "Hand over the sword in your hand and I will let you go!"

"Oh?" Qin Ming was surprised. This person actually took a fancy to his Blood Shadow Sword. Could it be that this person was a sword expert and could tell the level of the Blood Shadow Sword?

"If you want my sword, you can just come and get it." Qin Ming revealed a cunning smile. How could a blind man dare to think about his things? How could he let this man go so easily?

"Haha!" When Xiao Lin heard what Qin Ming said, he couldn't help but let out a wild laugh. With a look of contempt, he looked at Qin Ming from head to toe and said, "Kid, the fact that you can meet me, Xiao Lin, is your greatest fortune. Hand over the sword in your hand obediently, and I promise I won't touch a single finger of yours!"

"How can a man be so despicable and shameless?"

"As expected of Xiao Lin. Such thick skin, he owes others to collect." The surrounding crowd was extremely disgusted. In their eyes, Xiao Lin had long been a rat crossing the street, a character that everyone wanted to beat up.

"Oh? Did you go out to take a look at your medicine?" Qin Ming pretended to be surprised. He looked at Xiao Lin with a strange look and thought, "Is there something wrong with this person's brain?"

"How dare you! I'm speaking to you politely. Kid, don't be so shameless. In this place, who would dare to offend me? " Xiao Lin's expression suddenly changed greatly. His face revealed a furious expression as he shouted explosively with a stern voice.

"Get lost! A good dog doesn't block the path!" Qin Ming furrowed his brows and revealed a cold expression. Both of his eyes shone with a cold light as he scolded with a stern voice.