Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Hearing this, Qin Ming thought carefully and nodded slowly.

Indeed, as Xiaoyun said.

He just came to this world, no matter in terms of connections or understanding of the world, he is far inferior to the native warriors here.

These are the places he wants to make up.

"Of course, now that you have joined our Moon Wolf Sect, naturally the elders of the Sect will support you."

"Cultivate hard, don't waste your'Tao'." Xiao Yun said earnestly.

Qin Ming respectfully handed it over: "Yes, thanks to the elder for the point. The younger generation must work hard to cultivate and serve the sect."

"Ruzi can teach." Xiaoyun smiled while touching his beard.

Pointing to the scarlet gate behind him, Xiaoyun said, "There are so many things you need to understand in this world."

"I can only teach you the most critical things. Other information requires you to explore by yourself."

"On the road of warriors, no one can do it for you."

"Cherish your time and practice hard!"

"After going out, naturally someone will receive you."

"Go!"

With a wave of his hand, Xiaoyun lay on the couch, seeming to be dozing off again.

"Thank you senior." Qin Ming arched his hand again and slowly exited the room.

When Qin Ming walked to the door of the room, an old but loud voice of Howling Yun came from inside:

"Guard against arrogance and rashness. Everything in the small world is like a dream."

"Now that I wake up from the dream, we must move forward steadily."

Hearing this, Qin Ming turned and bowed.

But isn't it? Cultivation in a small world is like having a dream yesterday.

It's just that this dream takes a long time.

If you feel that you are no one in a million, and so many warriors have come to the fore in the small world, you will look down on the local warriors with pride.

It is estimated that he will be slapped in the face by native warriors who are blessed by nature.

Shaking his head, Qin Ming thought to himself.

"I'm the most inferior bloodline, how can I be proud."

"but……"

"I, Qin Ming, will not give up. Even the low-level blood cannot stop my determination to reach the peak of martial arts."

Of course, the most important thing for him now is to save the world that helps him wholeheartedly.

Save relatives and friends.

Although it was only a short time away, I don't know why, Qin Ming missed his family especially, especially Lan Zhi and Qin Wu.

Looking into the distance, he could vaguely feel that that direction was where the world where he was born and raised.

Perhaps this is what the soul is connected to.

"I will save you!"

Clenching his fist tightly, Qin Ming put aside his worries about blood, and walked out of the room unswervingly.

In Qin Ming's heart, a drop of pitch-black liquid-like thing was contracting and expanding and beating. The frequency of his beating was consistent with the frequency of his heart beating.

And with the beating, it exudes a unique breath.

This breath spreads throughout the body along with the circulation of blood.

In the faint, every time the circulation, Qin Ming's blood became more pure and stronger.

But this process was so slow that Qin Ming couldn't even notice it.

If Qin Ming uses the magic crystal ball to measure it now, he will find that his bloodline has increased, although not much.

After Qin Ming left.

Xiaoyun opened his eyes, turned his head and glanced at Qin Ming, a light flashed in his eyes.

"Now that the sect is worried about internal and external troubles, I don't know if Qin Ming's appearance can change the current situation of the sect.

For a moment, how could a small genius be able to change the great event of the sect.

If his bloodline is strong, there may be a little time, but now, Xiaoyun shook his head and closed his eyes again.