149: Chapter 96 Heading to Fangwai 149: Chapter 96 Heading to Fangwai “If the Mountain Master is to die in battle, the two of us should also flee in opposite directions.
Ah, wait a mont, has the Golden Armor Guard been beheaded?” the talking sparrow exclaid with wide eyes.
It shouted excitedly, “The brilliance of the Mountain Master has lit up the desert today, with a strike of the Saint Slayer!”
The Crimson Eagle could not speak; otherwise, it would have retorted by now, thinking: What are you ranting about?
We were about to flee just now!
Qin Ming’s mouth was full of blood foam, and his internal organs were in severe pain.
His hands were swollen like bear paws, filled with lacerations, and his finger bones were nearly visible.
Although his body was in pain, his spirit was quite satisfied.
He propped himself up to sit and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.
“Crimson Eagle, carry away!” He knew he couldn’t delay.
If there were more pursuers behind, he would surely perish here.
“Those from the Outer World, so old acquaintances, I will rember this debt!” Qin Ming got up shakily, staggering as he walked because the flesh on his feet was a bloody ss, possibly extending to the bones.
“Mountain Master, truly a divine being!” the talking sparrow rushed over, not just flattering him—it was genuinely shocked.
It knew everything about Qin Ming, who had just experienced rebirth for the first ti two or three months ago, struggling to survive in the mountains.
Now, this youth could actually slay a saint!
Even if it was a newly onset Xinsheng with shallow foundations, a kill was a kill, a solid achievent that no one could erase.
The talking sparrow was sincerely amazed and impressed.
Qin Ming, frugal and straightforward, quickly searched the Golden Armor Guard’s body and took so Day Gold.
Weakly, he lay on the back of the Crimson Eagle as it soared through the night sky.
He was now covered in blood, extrely weak, and unable to stand against the wind.
Qin Ming circulated the rebirth skill from the silk scripture to recover his spirit, and although his body still ached severely, his strength was rapidly returning, and the Heavenly Light Force was flowing again.
“Fly along the edge of the desert and head back to Chixia City as soon as possible!” He directed the Crimson Eagle.
The talking sparrow also landed on the back of the Crimson Eagle, right in front of Qin Ming.
“Aren’t you going back to Black and White Mountain?” Qin Ming asked, expressing his gratitude.
Earlier, the talking sparrow had mimicked Qin Ming’s speech, cooperating very seamlessly.
With eyes like black gems, the talking sparrow replied, “I won’t feel at ease until I see you safely reach Chixia City.”
“I owe you both for this help; later on, I will repay you by helping you find Spiritual Material,” Qin Ming promised the talking sparrow and the Crimson Eagle.
Beneath the pitch-black night, the Crimson Eagle cut through clouds and fog.
There were no accidents along the way, and no one else ca in pursuit.
In the eyes of so “old friends”, Qin Ming had only just started on the Newborn Road not long ago, his strength limited, and not even qualified to be a Golden Armor Guard—easy to kill.
Tonight, the involvent of an outsider and an Outer Saint was seen by so as akin to using a cleaver to kill a chicken—overkill.
Beneath the night sky, Chixia City appeared hazy.
Qin Ming sighed in relief.
He had finally returned.
…
In the City Lord’s Mansion, within an ancient and elegant living room, ng Xinghai looked at the blood-covered Qin Ming and frowned, “You are seriously injured?”
“Been hunted, almost didn’t make it back,” Qin Ming replied, unsure if killing an outsider and a saint would stir up trouble, so he ca straight here.
“Did you encounter formidable Golden Thieves?” ng Xinghai asked.
Qin Ming shook his head, saying, “Those aged Golden Thieves are nothing special; I’ve slain many on my way.
This ti, I mainly caught the attention of disciples from the Outer World.”
ng Xinghai ordered soone to clean Qin Ming’s wounds and apply dicine, saying, “It’s good that you are alive.
Don’t worry, Chixia City is not a place where those youngsters can cause trouble.”
He inquired how Qin Ming got rid of his pursuers.
“Couldn’t shake them off, I killed them all.”
“What kind of level were these people?” asked ng Xinghai.
Qin Ming said, “A black-clothed young girl, probably in the later stages of the Heart Pavilion state.
And one…
Outer Saint.”
At first, ng Xinghai was nodding; he wasn’t surprised, as Qin Ming was indeed “a bit” more formidable than the mutant youth.
However, what did he hear in the latter half of the sentence?
There was even an Outer Saint!
ng Xinghai stood up abruptly, showing an evident emotional disturbance.
Qin Ming knew that having achievents too brilliant was also a problem.
He explained, “I took advantage by surviving a death challenge, using the Outer Heaven Flying Hamr to take most of his life…”
ng Xinghai personally checked him and said, “Your body was nearly shattered, the bones slightly damaged.
I’ll prepare a dose of Spiritual dicine for you.”
He acted swiftly, imdiately sending soone to fetch various precious dicinal ingredients from the storeroom.
Qin Ming heard while beside them, there was even the ingredient “flood dragon blood,” which startled him.
ng Xinghai said, “It wouldn’t be good if it impacted your Primordial Qi.
Rare Big dicine can help you recover quickly.”
“Thank you, Uncle ng!” Qin Ming stood up to give thanks.
ng Xinghai nodded, saying, “Rest and heal your wounds for the next few days.
The Spiritual Material and the Secret Manual I’ve prepared for you will be delivered soon.
After that, you should work on enhancing your strength.”
Qin Ming had nearly been killed by so “old friends” while in the desert and kept thinking about practicing Miracle Techniques after his escape, then undergo rebirth to beco stronger—his emotions were naturally excited.
After taking a dose of Big dicine, the effect was extrely apparent.
A mist of blood rose from Qin Ming’s body.
Wounds that had already started to heal began to accelerate, with blood scabs from minor injuries falling off, restoring them to normal.
ng Xinghai was amazed, “Such strong life vitality, it seems you should heal within a day or two.”
Qin Ming felt his spirit growing stronger every mont and would soon be vigorous again!
Finally, ng Xinghai ntioned that Outer Disciples were competing for a legendary item.
Qin Ming had heard about it before, but he never imagined that he would be able to contribute in this matter.
“I am willing to go!” he nodded, very pleased to see Li Qingyue acquire that artifact that could bring her close to becoming an immortal.
If Qin Ming were able to intervene, Li Qingxu, Zheng Maoze, Zeng Yuan, and the others would certainly not get their way.
Putting aside past grievances, just based on the fact that he was chased and nearly killed, he had a score to settle with them.
At the sa ti, he also felt the pressure, as their realms were definitely very high.
ng Xinghai smiled and said, “No worries, when the ti cos, you will be clad in golden armor, and Qing Yue will protect you completely.”
Qin Ming’s pride was sowhat hurt, how could this be?
He, a person who had slain an Outer Saint, how could he fall so low as to be protected by a girl!
“Uncle ng, I’ll head back first!” He didn’t even want to sleep anymore, wishing he could stay up all night to practice his skills.
Before leaving, Qin Ming noticed that the living room was sowhat empty, missing so bronze artifacts, and he couldn’t help but ask, “Uncle ng, where did your chi go?”
“I have an old friend who has lived in the deep mountains for a long ti, very lonely, so I lent the chi to him to alleviate his boredom.”
When Qin Ming was at Black and White Mountain, he had heard the ringing of the bell and seen purple mist soaring into the sky.
Could it be from the chi here?
“Those Golden Thieves…” he asked softly.
“They’ve all been taken care of.”
…
Qin Ming returned to his residence and studied the “Lihuo Scripture” overnight, but before long, he was overco by sleepiness and had to fall into a deep sleep.
Mainly because he had been through continuous battles that day, running around and suffering severe injuries.
Even a body as strong as iron couldn’t handle it anymore and needed rest.
In his dream, he felt himself wearing the “Golden Silk Jade Robe” once more, his body warm and cozy, with the vigor of life flowing vigorously throughout.
Golden needles weaved through him, nding his wounds, while silver light like dicinal mud was applied all over his body, the healing effect surpassing even the dicine that ng Xinghai had prepared for him.
The next day, Qin Ming opened his eyes, his spirit exceptionally vigorous, seemingly even more so than before.
He found that all the blood scabs on his wounds had fallen off, not even leaving behind a scar.
Yesterday in the desert, he was covered in blood from head to toe, suffering unbearable pain.
Now his injuries were all gone, and he had completely recovered.
“The Lihuo Scripture truly is a Miracle Technique, indeed very difficult to practice.” Qin Ming sighed, the Secret Manual sent by Ning Siqi was quite profound.
This was not rely a Secret Technique, it encompassed Heavenly Light Force, movent technique, Defense, and the enhancent of Consciousness…
a complete system, worthy of a Newcor dedicating their whole life to study.
This was not the original scripture penned by its creator, but a handwritten copy from ten or twenty years ago, yet still carried so emotions.
After resonating with it spiritually, Qin Ming found that most of the emotions were negative, such as anger and helplessness from those who failed in their practice.
He was certain of one thing: the scripture had no issues; it was a copy personally transcribed by a practitioner in comparison with the original text.
Qin Ming studied carefully, realizing the best practice for this skill would be in places with Fire.
This so-called Miracle Technique was not limited to just moves and forms.
When mastered, the scripture could develop special abilities, such as birthing Lihuo, which could protect the body and incinerate enemies into ash.
Qin Ming found an appropriate place not far from Chixia Mountain, a volcano with cracks leading underground, revealing magma.
“It’s so hot!” He was very uncomfortable when he first got there.
Such an environnt could greatly harm ordinary people’s bodies and was full of toxic substances.
But to master the Lihuo Scripture quickly, enduring such an environnt in the early stages was necessary.
According to the Scriptures, underground lava was a decent option.
Obviously, more superior choices include Thunder Fire, Outer Heaven Light, and so on, but Qin Ming could not find them at the mont.
“Difficult to practice!” For common power techniques, Qin Ming could master them in half a day; for more complicated ones, it would take about two or three days.
However, it had been five days since he began practicing the Lihuo Power.
He realized that this was an extrely complex Heavenly Light Force, which had likely integrated countless basic secret powers.
There was no gradual transition from easy to hard in Lihuo Power; it directly presented the highest essence, fusing it all together, blocking nurous practitioners.
After practicing continuously for five days, with his eyes reddened by the fire, Qin Ming finally conjured a trace of Lihuo Power, letting out a sigh of relief.
“As expected of a Miracle Technique, the initial phase of Lihuo Power is quite intricate; my ti was not wasted.”
Qin Ming was quite satisfied.
Lihuo Power could be used to kill enemies and could form a layer of Lihuo Divine Light outside the body, with excellent defensive effects.
“Hm?
Thunder again!” He suddenly got up and rushed to the surface, heading towards Chixia Mountain.
In the past few days, whenever he heard thunder, he would run up to Chixia Mountain and wait near the Thunder Fire Alchemy Hall, but each ti it ended with a few rumbles and nothing was delivered.
“Lightning interweaves across the night sky, close to the mountain peak!” Qin Ming was excited, the Thunder Fire Heavenly Light that others feared was like Big dicine to him.
This ti, still no grand spectacle occurred.
In the end, only three bolts of lightning, wrapped in Heavenly Light, struck the Golden Hall in the dark night, causing Golden Radiance to splatter everywhere, with fireballs rolling, illuminating everything.
“It really hurts!”
Qin Ming stood alone in the Thunder Fire Alchemy Hall, finally understanding why many people only dared to try Thunder Fire in early spring, as it was relatively mild.
“The Spiritual Material is not as abundant as in early spring, but the Heavenly Light is much more violent.” This was his own experience, yet he was not disappointed, bearing the severe pain, he revealed a radiant smile.
Because this was greatly beneficial for his Lihuo Scripture training.
After three bolts of Thunder Fire Heavenly Light, he stretched his Body in this place, finally mastering the Lihuo Scripture, no longer needing to endure the harsh environnt of the magma land.
“It’s a pity, the Spiritual Material is insufficient.
It would have been great if dozens of Thunder Fire Heavenly Light had fallen successively.” Qin Ming was covered in soot but full of vitality, departing into the heavy rain.
“That kid dressed up and entered the Thunder Fire Alchemy Hall again?
He’s gone mad!” ng Xinghai was surprised upon receiving the report.
He instructed a confidant, “Find him quickly, tell him that the Miracle Technique and Spiritual Material have arrived, and not to ss around anymore.”
…
Qin Ming’s killing of the black-clad veiled woman and an Outer Saint in the desert naturally wouldn’t go without notice.
In the Outer World, people had already discussed it.
“It’s probably a master from Chixia City who saved Qin Ming, so we don’t need to bother now.
In the upcoming tis, all eyes will be on it, all Taoist lineages from the Outer World, and all Blessed Lands will send people to compete for that artifact that can bring us close to immortality, I’m actually quite nervous.”
“That’s also true, in such a remote place, rely a Newcor who can only break through by bodily mutation, if we don’t pay attention, he would never enter our sight again, he lives in a world apart from ours, let’s temporarily set aside past grievances and grudges.”
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