When they came to the cemetery, Qin Yuan and the elders of the Qin family were already waiting here.

"Bow!" Qin Ming cried out in grief in front of the cemetery.

Everyone bowed deeply to the ten disciples.

The coffin was slowly placed into the pit that had already been dug and filled with soil.

Standing in front of the tomb, Qin Ming looked at the small slopes with serious eyes, thinking of their first apprenticeship and the first time they taught them martial arts, his heart was filled with sadness.

"I, Qin Ming, swear that I will definitely send you the heads of the Holy Master and the evil son, and let them repent in front of you."

Qin Yuan walked behind Qin Ming, patted Qin Ming on the shoulder, and said, "People cannot be resurrected after death, so don't be too sad."

Nodding his head, Qin Ming tried his best to cheer up.

...

Everyone in the secret realm spent this day in sorrow, but the disciples of the Huayu Sect were very optimistic. They worked hard to cultivate, turned their grief into strength, and vowed to avenge them.

In Qin Ming's alchemy room, Qin Ming, Yang Shu, Yang Wanru, and Jue Wuya all gathered here.

"Je Wu Ya, how many martial spirits and martial sects do we have in Huayu Sect?" Qin Ming sat on a chair and looked at Jue Wu Ya opposite.

A smile appeared on Jue Wuya's face, "Most of our Huayu Sect disciples have already become martial spirits, but there are a few disciples whose aptitude is not very good, and their successors are weak. They are still at the peak of Wuzong. I don't know when they will be able to break through to martial spirits."

Qin Ming nodded. There was no other way. Although he used pills to raise everyone's spiritual roots to medium spiritual roots, cultivation was not only due to aptitude, but also required a series of prerequisites such as mental state.

The disciples of Huayu Sect were already very good, and such a result was already beyond Qin Ming's expectations.

"They are already very good. Ordinary sects, even the strongest sects in the mainland, probably cannot find many disciples who are more diligent than them." Qin Ming picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said with a relieved smile. .

These disciples are all children of poor families, have experienced hardships, know that strength is hard-won, and are very diligent.

"Disciples are ashamed. The suzerain gave us the best medicine, the most brilliant exercises, and the elders taught us carefully. We are only in the realm of martial arts, so we are a little ashamed of the teaching." Yang Shu lowered his head and said shamelessly.

Yang Wanru next to him also lowered his head, showing shame.

The disciples can only do some work of collecting information, and they can't help in the battle at all. Most of the battles are fought by the suzerain himself, which makes them feel ashamed.

In which sect, the disciples don't do anything, and everything needs the suzerain to do it himself?

The suzerain is an alchemist, and his strength in alchemy is superb. Fighting is not what the suzerain is good at.

"Okay, you guys have been practicing martial arts for a short time, so it's understandable." Qin Ming comforted him with a smile, and at the same time secretly regretted that the aptitude of these disciples could only be regarded as mediocre.

Although Qin Ming improved their spiritual roots, they could only reach the level of middle-grade spiritual roots.

Think about those big sects in the previous life, which sect disciples are not groups of middle-grade spiritual root disciples, but the existence at the bottom.

Only top-grade spiritual root disciples, top-grade spiritual root disciples are the pillars of a sect, and they will be cultivated as the successors of the sect in the future.

Of course, Qin Ming also knew that they couldn't be blamed for this, the spirit root was destined by nature, and being able to use pills to improve it was already a great gift from heaven.

Although he is still a little greedy.