Chapter 56 Shurazi Is Immortal

Volume 1 Chapter 56: Immortality

Ten days later, the hunting operation officially ended, and the disciples returned to the agreed gathering place one after another.

There were more than 900 people at the beginning, but it was not until this evening that more than 600 people gathered, and 280 disciples did not return.

Most of them were killed in the fighting in the underground caves.

It has been taken over by Qingyunzong, and a lot of spirit grass and spar have been cleared out.

Although the losses were heavy, most of the disciples were still excited. They all gained something in the underground cave, and some of the disciples' gains made people jealous.

He Xiangtian's face was gloomy, and he led his team to sit in the corner. They had gained the most that day, but after a chaos, not only did they sacrifice more than ten disciples, but in the end there were only a lot of treasures left, and none of them could be divided. One, my heart is full of fire. For the past ten days, I have been hiding in the forest to recover from my injuries, and I have no intention to continue hunting.

The culprit is the killer.

Where did it come from? Why kill Tang Baonan?

The more He Xiangtian thought about it, the more strange it became, and the more embarrassed it became, how dare I provoke anyone!

"Leave tomorrow!"

The five elders were not in a hurry to leave and decided to wait another night. Although each hunting operation said in advance 'no waiting for the expiration date', when it was over, he would try to wait as much as possible. After all, they were all disciples of Qingyun Sect, and they could not just abandon it if they said it was abandoned.

Over the night, disciples came back one after another, most of them very embarrassed. When they saw that the elders were still here, they all bowed to express their gratitude. There are still three days to go from here to Qingyunzong. If they are allowed to run back by themselves, they may encounter some danger.

"Where's Qin Ming? Dead?" A disciple next to He Xiangtian suddenly said.

"Qin Ming?" He Xiangtian raised his gloomy eyes, almost forgetting that kid.

"Which one of you caught Qin Ming?" Some disciples circled around and asked all the disciples of the Great Elder faction, but they all shook their heads.

Someone sneered: "Maybe he died early, with his strength, and he is alone, it is strange that he can survive."

"I saw Qin Ming ten days ago, and he lived a very embarrassing life." said Tang Baonan's team. Their team originally consisted of eight people, but now there are only four left. Even the captain, Tang Baonan, died in the cave. The depressing thing is that they don't even know who killed them.

"Didn't catch him?" He Xiangtian frowned slightly, why didn't he catch him when he touched it?

"Let him run away." They don't want to talk about the day, it's shameful to say it.

Someone said: "Qin Ming hasn't come back yet, maybe he has died in the mouth of that monster."

They didn't care about Qin Ming, they were all resentful about the underground cave that day, and they hated the masked bastard.

The next morning.

"Almost all who should be here have returned, let's go." The elders counted the number, 683 people, and 235 disciples did not return.

Some elders deliberately looked for Qin Ming's shadow, but shook their heads in disappointment. It seems that He Xiangtian and the others dealt with them. Alas, the first elder has not executed Qin Ming for eight years. Is it because it feels useless, or because Qin Ming's talent has stimulated the elders? Poor child, poor Qin family.

Ling Xue silently looked back at the dense forest. Where did he go before he came back?

"Senior Sister Lingxue, we should go back." Yaoshan disciple urged her.

Ling Xue looked lost for a while, then turned around and walked into the team.

"I don't seem to see Qin Ming."

"He shouldn't have died in the forest, right?"

"Hey, poor man, you have no luck. Born in the city lord's mansion, dressed in fine clothes and food, rich and wealthy, but when he was sensible, his family broke down and he was taken to Qingyunzong as a servant. in the forest."

"The word life kills life. Whoever has it in his name will not live long."

"He deserves it, who made him dare to come and participate in the hunting operation, he knows that someone is going to kill him."

"It's been eight years, and I almost died many times. In the end, he survived. This time it should be really dead."

Other disciples also noticed that Qin Ming did not come back, some regretted, some ridiculed.

Life is all about it, that's it.

They all guessed that He Xiangtian and others might have murdered Qin Ming, but no one was stupid enough to talk too much. Just a small servant, it has nothing to do with their lives, at most it is a talk after dinner.

"Let's go!" The elders ordered again, the team set off, and set off in a mighty manner.

The disciples exchanged excitedly on the way, some were glad that they had completed the hunt, some were happy that the harvest was good, and some were exchanging experience and agreeing to come back next time.

Ling Xue looked back several times on the road, but did not find Qin Ming's figure.

The other disciples gradually forgot Qin Ming, and they died when they died, so as not to feel sad for him. Instead, they were interested in how Qingyunzong would deal with the 200,000 slaves of Daqingshan. The reason why those people were honest slaves was partly because a young city lord was detained and could not resist. Now that the young city lord is dead, those two 100,000 people will still be safe?

"Oh, if Qin Ming really dies, many people will still be involved." Some elders whispered, when Qin Ming was alive, no one would care, but if he really died, the sect master, Mu Bai elders, etc., there Not good to explain.

Two days later in the evening, a fierce battle suddenly appeared in the jungle ahead, and the roar of the monster was very deafening.

All the disciples looked around. Could it be that the mercenary team was hunting monsters? During the hunting operation, they were really reluctant to encounter the mercenary team, but now they are not afraid, and they all look there with great interest.

The elder walking at the front waved his hand to signal the team to stop, and looked at the front with cold eyes, not wanting to cause trouble.

After a while, accompanied by a loud rumbling sound, a majestic iron-skinned bull smashed into the front of the team, and the huge body collided with the sturdy trees.

Many female disciples exclaimed, barbaric!

A figure rushed over and punched the bull.

The bull swayed, screamed in horror, and ran away in fear.

The man threw up in the air, slammed his fists and attacked with great momentum, and his spinning fists carried a strong wind. However, out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the mighty crowd beside him. The bull passed by, and the fist did not land on its head, but shattered the boulder next to it.

The man looked at the team in surprise, and the team also stared at him blankly.

"Why did you get here?" The man wondered.

"Qin Ming?" Many people in the team looked at him in surprise.

The iron-skinned bull retrieved his life from the iron fist, neighed at Qin Ming twice, and fled into the dense forest.

"Stop it, that's dinner!" Qin Ming shouted.

A long saber shot up into the sky, its aura soaring to the sky, and it was piercing to the bone, and it slashed at the iron-skinned bull.

"Pfft!"

Blood splashed, and the long knife easily split the hard armor of the iron-skinned bull.

The bull wailed and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

One shot kill!

The chaos stopped, but the atmosphere was a little weird.

Tieshanhe walked out of the team and took the big knife: "I have a share of this dinner."

Qin Ming patted the gravel and dust on his body and looked at the quiet team: "You... shouldn't you go back?"

"Why are you here!" Someone wondered, it was really Qin Ming!

"I was still in the innermost part of the main sacrificial mountain a few days ago, and I couldn't catch up with the assembly. I guess you may not wait for me, you will not arrive at the assembly place, and you will return to the Qingyun Sect. Why are you... slower than me?"

He didn't plan to join the team, he was going to practice all the way back, and try to stay in the forest for a few days as much as possible.

Another reason was that he was still a little afraid of seeing Ling Xue, a disciple of Medicine Mountain, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Someone in the team chuckled: "This kid's life is really tough, he just can't die, hehe."

"Return to the team!" An elder shouted coldly.

"Yes!" Qin Ming noticed the strange faces of many of the disciples, but he didn't take it seriously.