Alchemy&Martial Supreme

According to the layout of the secret place, Qin Ming speculated that it might be a secret place for planting spiritual plants.

"If I can get this secret place and my ability to make pills, I believe all the pills in the future will definitely not be lacking. Unfortunately, this secret place will be closed in time.

If you want to open up again, it will be 200 years later. What a pity! "

Qin Ming was drinking tea and listening to the talk of the disciples around him.

A moment later, several other disciples came.

"Sorry, brothers. I'm late." The short haired disciple came last and apologized.

"It's not too late. It's just that we can have a tea break. Now that you're here, let's go now." Song Zhou stood up and said.

All of them got up and went to the place where the mission was given out.

If you want to go out to pick spiritual plants, you need to get the permission of the sect, as well as the task of receiving.

"What! It's not allowed to pick spiritual plants now. Prepare to fight? " Song Zhou Leng Leng looked at the steward, surprised way.

"You are a member of the clan. Now you will be ready to fight with Zhengqi sect. Of course, you have to play a part."

"But I... " In the song and Zhou dynasties, they stammered.

Although the reward for killing people is higher, fighting is more dangerous than collecting spirit plants. If you don't pay attention, you will lose your life.

"The battle is about to start. Now all the missions have been closed. Even the disciples who are on duty outside will be called back.

Now, even if I send you a mission, it doesn't make sense. It's not the same to be called back? "

Said the steward.

Several people have no choice but to return to the inn. Now the war is about to begin. The whole station is only allowed to enter and not to go out. Moreover, even if they go out, they will be summoned back. It is better to keep their energy in the Inn at ease.

The news has been spread all over the inn. Now the disciples of the whole clan are discussing about the coming battle. Some students are nervous, others are excited.

"Song Qing, how many people do you think will die in this battle?" Song Zhou worried.

Qin Ming said with a smile: "I believe that you should be smart and don't rush blindly. You can certainly live."

"Song and Zhou, why do you just want to die? This battle is a good opportunity. Zongmen have made a great contribution. If you can kill more people, you may have enough resources to be promoted to a great martial arts master."

The short haired disciple slapped song Zhou and said.

"Yes! This kind of battle is rarely encountered. If you miss it, there will be no more! " Other disciples also echoed.

Qin Ming shook his head secretly. These disciples are cannon fodder. I don't know how many of them can survive the real battle.

Now I still think about the credit. It is estimated that this kind of person will die first.

"Deng Deng Deng Several strong bells rang, and the whole station was boiling.

"Let's go. Let's get together." The short haired disciple urged.

"Let's go!" Song Zhou had no choice but to find a place to hide in his residence.

If you don't want to fight, you have to!

Qin Ming followed several people from song and Zhou Dynasties to a spacious square. Qin Ming swept away the square and the square was full of people.

There is a high platform in the middle, on which an old man with white beard and several middle-aged people are standing on the platform.

"Look, elder Yan! This time, elder Yan personally presided over it! It seems that we are going to fight Zhengqi sect. "

A disciple nearby looked at the old man on the stage and said in surprise.