It was almost dawn when Qin Ming left the woods.

Qiao Yuxi lay in the grass, with her long hair scattered and messy dress, and her face was pale and bloodless. She was dying and completely fainted. The whole night tossed her to death, she was unconscious and awake, and she was awake and coma, and she went back and forth, lasting at least thirty times.

In this dim dense forest, in this quiet corner, Qin Ming pinched her neck with one hand and controlled the resentment of the Shura Sword with the other, invading her soul again and again.

Qiao Yuxi is also a martial artist, but her realm is only in the Lingwu realm. She has almost never fought before. How can she resist Qin Ming's Shura Sword? Resentment broke into her soul like a river of raging waves, invading her thoughts and cold her soul. Her eyes were staring at the sky with a scattered gaze. The night seemed to turn into blood. The world was no longer beautiful and peaceful, but various killings, deaths, various evil spirits and cruel scenes, and a shrill scream echoed in her ears.

Qiao Yuxi seemed to fall into an endless abyss, suffocating and desperate, but she was powerless to struggle and drowned alive. She was also like being thrown into a blood-colored killing battlefield. No matter how she cried and screamed, no one would save her until she was torn to pieces.

Whenever she was in a coma, Qin Ming would withdraw his resentment and wake her up. No matter how much she begged, no matter how she cried, he would tie her neck and stimulate her with a Shura knife.

Once... twice... three times...

On the tenth time, Qiao Yuxi collapsed as soon as she was awakened. She knelt in front of Qin Ming and kowtowed, dignity, nobility, nobleness, etc. She trembled all when she remembered what Qin Ming wanted to do, and even exaggeratedly wanted to tear her clothes and sacrifice herself.

Qin Ming just smiled, ignored it, and did not sympathize, and he grabbed his neck and came back.

On the fifteenth time, she was exhausted and lay on the ground and couldn't even move her fingers. Apart from the shaking of her eyes, she had no strength to beg.

But Qin Ming still did not sympathize and tortured until dawn. He smiled and left a sentence: "Take good at Wen Yang, I'm not kidding you. Tonight, you know me, I know heaven, earth, and if there are other people who know it, it's not as simple as torture you."

Qiao Yuxi's coma was very hidden and no one noticed her all day. Since she usually lived in seclusion and rarely dealt with people in the manor, she did not attract attention except for her maids looking everywhere.

When Qiao Yuxi woke up, it was already evening. She seemed to have been seriously ill. She felt indescribable and even felt tingling pain in her soul. She lay on the wet grass like she had lost her soul. A resentment grew in her heart, but in a blink of an eye it was swallowed up by endless fear. I shuddered when I remembered last night's experience. Those bloody and cruel scenes poured into my mind like flooding, as if she was about to tear her apart again.

Qiao Yuxi remembered Qin Ming's smiling face, and her whole body felt chills from the inside out, and her teeth were trembling. She has been spoiled since she was a child and was favored at home. No one dared to provoke her even when she got married here. She was used to being arrogant, let alone beating her, and there was no one to scold her. This time she was really troubled.

"Are you awake?" Wen Yang sat in the yard all night and saw Qin Ming coming in from outside, then he came to his senses.

“Are you ready?”

"Ah? Ah!! Okay!!" Wen Yang's depression was swept away and he almost jumped up. The middle-grade earth-level martial arts were still thunder-type. He was excited when he thought about it.

"It's not convenient for me to tell you the name of Wufa."

"Of course! Of course! It's okay!" Wen Yang was so excited that he was incoherent. He probably knew that he had acted too much, so he grinned and concealed his embarrassment.

"Before teaching you martial arts, I want to change your physique first."

“Remodel?”

"The crossing from the third level to the fourth level is the first major hurdle of the Earth Martial Realm. It is not just about improving the realm. Whether this hurdle is beautiful or not, or whether the step is large, will directly affect your future growth. I have some precious medicines that can help you cut off hair and marrow, temper your meridians, improve your physique, and lay a solid foundation for you to cross the fourth level."

Wen Yang took three deep breaths in a row, suppressing the excitement that was almost bursting out. No one has ever been so kind to him. No matter his family or wife, he is so indifferent, let alone supporting his martial arts. He bowed deeply to Qin Ming, and his eyes were even a little rosy at this moment: "Thank you!!"

"It's not a matter of raising hands." Qin Ming smiled and helped him.

Wen Yang stood up, looked at Qin Ming deeply, walked over and suddenly hugged him hard. "Thank you! Thank you very much!"

"Let's see the effect first."

"Start now?"

"We can't come here, let's find a place in the mountains and forests where no one can disturb you. You should have some trustworthy guards and bring them with you."

"Okay!!" Wen Yang's heart surged again, yes! Go outside! Lei Dao's cultivation was too sensational, which could easily alarm the people in the manor. What if someone came to make trouble, the opportunity he had been waiting for for many years could not be destroyed. "By the way, I haven't asked you, what level are you in now?"

"Shengwu."

"Oh, I'll just say...what? What! Shengwu?" Wen Yang almost bit his tongue.

"Don't it look like it?"

"How old are you?" Wen Yang knew that Qin Ming had some secrets. The demeanor he showed in his words and deeds was very different from the people he met, but he could also see that Qin Ming was not in his grade.

"Guess how old I am? I'll call your guard and go to seclusion in the mountains. Wouldn't your second sister come back in a month? You don't have much time left."

Although Wen Yang is not favored by his family, he has a pure personality and treats his servants well. His prestige in the manor is not low, nor is he stupid. He has been cultivating guards, including many loyal people.

Wen Yang summoned ten military guards to accompany him to sneak into the mountains and forests. He grew up here and was very familiar with the mountains and forests, knowing where to hide, where to be safe, and even where to have strong spiritual power.

Qin Ming first avoided them and went to the hidden canyon to take out the bronze tripod. This was originally a treasure he used to sprint to the holy martial arts realm, but he unexpectedly made a wonderful breakthrough. However, the medicine liquid and heart in the bronze tripod were still very precious treasures, and it was impossible for a person to refine it.

He extracted some medicine from it and divided it into small bottles and jars.

"What is this?" Wen Yang became very respectful after knowing that Qin Ming was a Holy Martial Arts. Anyone who could grow into Holy Martial Arts is a genius who practices martial arts, especially those who are alone, making it even more difficult and extremely difficult to become a Holy Martial Arts.

"The treasure medicine I mentioned!" Qin Ming opened the jade bottle, and a ray of glow burst out, with a stream of light overflowing, with the most green light covering the deep valley with a layer of glowing clothes. The rich fragrance of medicine overflowed the sky and the earth, soaking flowers, plants and trees, as if all the buds were stretching and blooming at this moment.

Wen Yang couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the fragrance of medicine penetrated his body, like clear springs washing flesh and bones, unspeakable comfort. Even the guards guarding outside the valley turned around in shock, breathing the fragrance of medicine hard, refreshing and intoxicating.

"You have confidence now?" Qin Ming smiled and handed it to him.

Wen Yang had no idea about the precious medicines mentioned by Qin Ming before, but just treated them as medicines tempered by spiritual fruits and herbs. He didn't expect that they were such a valuable thing. You can feel its extraordinary without asking carefully. "Have confidence! Very confident!"

Astrology Pavilion!

An old man with white hair stood on the huge starry sky with his hands behind his back, looking up at the vast starry sky. The moonlight was bright and cool, as cool as water, with light and darkness, beautiful. The altar looked like a full moon, with stars embedded in it, and the engraved patterns and star arrays corresponded to the sky, as if the entire galaxy was summarized on this altar.

The moonlight and starlight shine on the island, illuminating the inner lake where the Astrology Pavilion is located like a mirror. All the fluorescence reflected on the lake surface gathers into the Astrology Pavilion and manifests itself in this ancient altar. The huge altar is lit up, as clear as glass, and like a bright moon falling. All the star rays seem to fly up, dancing in the air, beautiful and mysterious, dazzling and charming.
Chapter completed!