C11

"Cough!"

Entering the Heaven Martial Pavilion, Qin Ming looked around the pavilion, and after looking at how the outer sect and Inner Sect cultivation technique were differentiated, he headed towards the bookshelf on the right side. Suddenly, Qin Ming's expression froze, as the Primordial Spirit sensed a trace of a soul looking at him.

Qin Ming's face revealed his surprise, he turned and looked, only to see a black clothed elder actually appearing in front of him.

"Hmm? This child actually found me? " The old man was a bit surprised. He did not reveal any of his aura, and even an Earth Level master might not be able to detect him that easily.

When Qin Ming saw the black clad old man, he sized him up and a trace of surprise appeared in his heart.

"Outer court disciples greet the Senior!" Qin Ming could tell that the Cultivation Level was not ordinary, without much thought, he immediately bowed and paid his respects. Someone who could obtain this kind of Cultivation Level, must be an elder-class existence in the Heavenly Immortal Sect.

"Well, what's your name?" The black clad old man looked to Qin Ming and nodded slightly, then he asked for Qin Ming's name.

"Reporting to senior, disciple's name is Qin Ming." Qin Ming lowered his head, not daring to look straight at the old man, as he respectfully announced his name.

"Oh? You are a member of the Qin family! " The old man's expression shook, his eyes flashed a look of excitement, looking at Qin Ming up and down he asked.

"Yes, disciple is indeed a member of the Qin family." Qin Ming was a little nervous in his heart. This person actually cared so much about his name, which caused him to feel a little uneasy.

Just as Qin Ming lowered his head and replied, the old man opposite him retracted his gaze, and acted as though he had thought of something, he nodded his head and thought for a moment, then spoke out, "Give me your identity badge, you can go to the right bookshelf to choose techniques, but not more than two sets."

Hearing that, Qin Ming anxiously took out his identity badge and gave it to the old man, then bowed and walked towards the bookshelf on the right.

"Beginner level martial skill," Shocking Cloud Palm "?" Qin Ming walked over to the bookshelf and saw that the martial skill on the bookshelf was called Shocking Cloud Palm.

"This method consumes too much spiritual power, so it's not suitable for the current me." Qin Ming shook his head slightly. What he needed now was a cultivation technique with a greater killing power, such as the low level Martial Skills in front of him, they were completely useless to him.

"Double Shadow Fist, level seven, its power is astonishing."

"Clear Sky Sword Art, sword art like the wind, it is ethereal, all-pervasive, and the sword is like the rain …"

Unknowingly, Qin Ming came to the front of the bookshelf that was used for cultivating weapons. When he saw the [Cyan Cloud Sword Art], Qin Ming's heart was moved, but after looking at the bookshelf beside which the [Cyan Cloud Sword Art] was used, his face revealed surprise.

"Why is there a Mid Rank Qi Method here?" Qin Ming was a little confused. He had looked through so many bookshelves, but he had never seen any kind of intermediate level technique?

Picking up the Sword Spirit Incantation, Qin Ming opened the book and looked at it carefully. After a long while, his eyebrows slowly knitted, his face revealed a strange expression, and he closed the Sword Spirit Incantation.

"There are too many loopholes in this magic technique, but once you've mastered it, you can kill the enemy with a single slash. Catch him off guard, this magic technique emphasizes speed, accuracy, ruthlessness, and you have to have extremely sharp speed and tenacity to practice it." With Qin Ming's experience, he could immediately see the drawbacks of this technique, and it was no wonder this technique was placed on the outer sect bookshelf.

After pondering for a long time, the corners of Qin Ming's mouth raised upwards as his right hand touched his nose.

Arriving in front of the old man, Qin Ming gave the sword technique to the old man and said: "Senior, this disciple has already chosen one, senior, please have a look."

The black clothed man nodded his head, and after he received the sword technique and saw the name on the page, he looked at Qin Ming with a weird gaze and said, "Are you sure you want to practice this technique?"

"Yes, disciple is sure." Qin Ming did not hesitate, and immediately nodded and cupped his fists in acknowledgement.

"You need to think carefully. This technique does have extremely strong killing power, but there are too many flaws in it. If you are not careful, you will go berserk. Also, the basic conditions for practicing this technique are extremely harsh." The black clothed man frowned, and with a strange expression, he warned Qin Ming in a low voice.

"Thank you for the reminder, but this disciple still wants to give it a try. Senior, please grant me your wish." But when Qin Ming heard it, he did not budge an inch. He continued to persevere on with his choice, to the point where he did not seem to know what was good for him.

The black clad old man saw that Qin Ming was insisting, and was a little puzzled in his heart, but he did not continue speaking.

Ding Ling!

A crisp sound came out, a ray of light immediately flew out from inside the sword art, with a swoosh, it flew into Qin Ming's forehead.

After the details of the Sword Spirit Incantation emerged in Qin Ming's mind, he cupped his fists and bowed to the old man in satisfaction. Just as Qin Ming wanted to leave the Heaven Martial Pavilion, the black clothed elder suddenly said: "Wait!"

Qin Ming's face revealed shock, he stopped his steps and turned around to look at the black clothed elderly man, only to see that without him knowing, the black clothed elderly man was actually holding a red colored sword in his hand.

"If you want to practice the sword art, you must have a suitable weapon. I have some connections with your Qin Clan, this sword will be yours. I hope that you can repay the" Blood Shadow Sword "that I gave you!" The black clad old man's expression was calm, and after he finished speaking, his right hand shook slightly, and the Blood Shadow Sword in his hand immediately flew towards Qin Ming.

Surprised, Qin Ming raised his hand to catch the Blood Shadow Sword. Then, his face revealed a pleasant surprise as he cupped his fists and bowed to the black-robed old man once more, "Thank you senior, this disciple will definitely not let down this Blood Shadow Sword."

The black clad old man nodded his head, raised his hand and signaled for Qin Ming to leave. He then turned around and walked towards the Sky Martial Pavilion, ignoring Qin Ming.

"Middle grade spirit weapon?" Qin Ming lowered his head to look at the Blood Shadow Sword in his hand. Based on his experience, he could see that the sword was a Spirit Treasure, and the old man actually gave such a precious thing to him. He was not as simple as the old man saying that he had some history with Qin Clan.

Boom!

In the forest, waves after waves of explosions could be heard. Qin Ming's figure was like a ghost, the Blood Shadow Sword in his hands streaked across the sky, and with a whoosh, a blood light swept past in front of him, and a large tree instantly exploded!

"Not fast enough!" "Not fast enough!" When Qin Ming slashed out the sword, he was unable to meet his own expectations. When the sword Soaring Art was executed, blood would be shed, but the sword was like a gale wind, requiring speed and accuracy to reach a consensus before being able to cut open the throat.

Repeated usage of the same move, the spiritual energy in Qin Ming's body gradually exhausted out, and although the Sword Rising Tactic was extremely powerful, the amount of spiritual energy used was not something Qin Ming could handle.

Qin Ming who kept the Blood Shadow Sword, his head was drenched in sweat, his entire body was like a wash, the trees around them had all collapsed, four hours of hard work, although it did not meet the requirements in his heart, the first form of the sword art, "Single Sword Throat" was more or less within his grasp.

"Holding the Blood Shadow Sword in your hands, Blood Dye Half-Moon!" Qin Ming's face revealed a sneer, he raised his head and looked up to the sky, and then turned and walked out of the forest.

But, just as Qin Ming was walking out of the forest, a sense of danger suddenly appeared on Qin Ming's Primordial Spirit, he anxiously looked around, only to see a figure suddenly appearing on his right side, a ray of sharp light piercing through the sun and approaching him from the sky!

"Rushing Thunder Fist!" Qin Ming's expression suddenly turned ugly, his right hand released an arc of light and exploded.

Boom! *

With an explosion, the beam of light in front of Qin Ming instantly shattered. However, Qin Ming took a few steps back, his right hand aching in pain, spasmed a bit.

"Who are you? Why did you sneak an attack on me? " Qin Ming's face revealed anger, as he coldly stared at the explosion in front of him and shouted loudly.

"Look!" There really is someone fighting here! " Just as Qin Ming was questioning the person in front of him, because of the previous exchange of moves, an explosion occurred, startling the surrounding outer sect disciples that were training here.

Qin Ming glanced to the side and saw that the spectators had arrived one after another. His expression was a little strange as he thought to himself, "These outer sect disciples are actually so eager to get what they need."

Just as Qin Ming retracted his gaze to gaze at the other side, he saw a White-robed Man slowly walking out of the ocean of mist. This person was handsome and tall, with a Cultivation Level at the seventh level of the Qi tornado realm.

"Firmament Forest!" The surrounding people exclaimed, they actually recognized that this White-robed Man was Xiao Lin, he was a perverted person with no morals, he always relied on his Cultivation Level s to bully the weak, and his reputation was extremely perverted! "Xiao Lin, do you want to bully this fellow?"

Qin Ming frowned, he had never seen this person before, let alone provoked him before. Therefore, when Qin Ming felt suspicious of this person, he did not believe that he would attack him for no reason.

"Middle grade spirit weapon?" Xiao Lin's expression was startled, his eyes filled with greed. He revealed a sneer at the red sword in Qin Ming's hand, and said solemnly: "Hand over that sword in your hand, and I'll let you go for a bit!"

"Oh?" Qin Ming was surprised, this man actually had his eyes on his Blood Shadow Sword, could it be that this man was a sword wielding expert, and was able to see through the quality of Blood Shadow Sword?

"You want my sword? Just come and get it." Qin Ming revealed a sly smile. An ignorant fellow actually dared to think about his things? How could he let this person go so easily?

"Ha ha!" When Xiao Lin heard Qin Ming's words, he could not help but let out a wild laugh. With a look of contempt, he sized Qin Ming up and said, "Kid, you being able to meet my Xiao Lin is your greatest fortune. Obediently hand over the sword in your hand, I guarantee that I will not move a finger of yours!"

"A human can still be so despicable and shameless?"

"As expected of the Heaven's Firmament Forest. They're so thick-skinned, yet they still owe others." The onlookers were extremely disgusted. In their eyes, Xiao Lin was a street rat that everyone wanted to beat.

"Oh? Have you gone out to look for medicine? " Qin Ming feigned surprise, and looked at Xiao Lin with a strange gaze, thinking to himself, "Is this person retarded?"

"Impudent!" This old man will speak to you courteously, but you brat, if you don't care about face, who in my Xiao Lin will dare to offend you?! " Xiao Lin's facial expression changed drastically as he shouted angrily.

"Scram!" "Good dogs don't block the way!" Qin Ming frowned, his face turned cold, a cold light blossoming in his eyes, as he shouted out.