Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

"Junior Brother Qin, in front of us is the sea of ​​mist on the border of our Supreme Sword Sect, where the Minor World falls."

On the spacious road, two chariots drove side by side.

Han Mingdao sat at the front of the car and introduced the scenery along the way to Qin Hao.

Stretching rivers and majestic mountains can be seen everywhere.

Along the way, Qin Hao gained a new understanding of the entire Supreme Sword Sect.

Many of these mountains and rivers are not original in the secret realm.

It is through the creation of countless generations of Power that the Supreme Sword Sect has today's glory and appearance.

When Han Mingdao talked about these things, fascination appeared on his face.

Qin Hao looked at the mist shrouded in the sky, and the light array mixed in the mist, he could be sure of the theory of the round sky and the earth.

He subconsciously glanced at the fog in the sky with his divine sense, but saw a huge formation.

The formation actually exudes a strong Immortal Qi.

Obviously this is a fairy formation, surpassing the fairy formation of the ninth-order formation.

The supreme sword sect is indeed cowhide.

This little move was naturally noticed by Han Mingdao, he joked with a smile:

"Junior Brother Qin, do you want to take a look at the outside world?"

Qin Hao nodded: "That's right, I've been salting fish for so long, and I'm still very curious about things outside."

Han Mingdao said with a smile: "When Junior Brother Qin enters the Void Return Realm, he will be able to travel around in the three thousand worlds. At that time, we brothers should go for a stroll."

"It's easy to say."

Qin Hao looked at the mist in the sky, with yearning on his face.

The convoy continued to move forward slowly, driving for a full two hours.

They just came to the border of Supreme Sword Sect.

Looking at it from a distance, I still don't feel any difference in the fog.

Looking closer, it gives people a sense of sight that can see the sky at a glance.

Standing at the border, the whole person will have a feeling of incomparable insignificance.

Qin Hao raised his head and looked up at the sky, and he didn't recover for a long time.

After a while, he set his sights on the Minor World fragment.

The first feeling is that this is a fairyland that has fallen into the mortal world.

The Minor World has not yet fully merged with the secret realm, and there is a halo in the middle that separates the two worlds clearly.

Outside Minor World, the Sect Leader of the Supreme Sword Sect and a group of Elders gathered here.

There are also a few old men wearing retired elder costumes who are watching carefully.

Qin Hao and the others were not the first batch to come, but a team like him with only three male disciples and seven beauties by his side was indeed unique.

Especially those seven beauties are not only unique in appearance, but also have their own characteristics. There are those who hold the piano in their hands, those who are good at dancing with long sleeves, and the girl with beast ears.

A female disciple was still making tea for everyone.

Everyone around Qin Hao looked relaxed.

It seems that they are not here for adventure but for outing.

"Humph!"

A voice of dissatisfaction suddenly came from not far away.

It broke the laughter on Qin Hao's side.

Qin Hao didn't intend to pay attention to it at first, his life principle is, as long as I am happy, I don't need to care about other people's eyes.

But the next second, he heard a disdainful voice:

"Sect gave you such a favorable condition, not for you to come to Sect to enjoy."

"You, Qin Hao, don't care about such a big matter as searching for Minor World fragments. Could it be that you don't regard Sect as your own home?"

Every word of this sentence is heartbreaking.

It's as if Qin Hao is described as a fool who is greedy for pleasure and can't afford it.

Qin Hao and his group turned their eyes away one after another.

I saw a handsome and masculine middle-aged man in fancy clothes, looking at Qin Hao with disdain.

When Han Mingdao, who was sitting by the side, heard this, he immediately stood up and said sarcastically:

"Junior Brother Liu, what are you? Could it be that you alone can represent the will of the entire Supreme Sword Sect?"

When Liu Tiankui heard this, his expression changed slightly.

But he has already spoken out, so naturally he will not back down easily:

"Qin Hao, you are also one of the seven personal heirs. Don't you just hide behind others and dare not answer my questions directly?"

"Ha ha."

Qin Hao played with the teacup in his hand and chuckled: "Senior Brother Han is right, what are you?"

"I, Qin Hao, don't need to explain to others what I have done all my life!"

"you!!!"

Liu Tiankui didn't expect that Qin Hao, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, would dare to contradict himself, a cultivator of Huashen.

"Why, Senior Brother Liu wants to play tricks on me?"

Qin Hao asked back with a fake smile.

Although he, Qin Hao, doesn't like to cause trouble, he is not a person who is afraid of trouble.

What's more, this Liu Tiankui came to find fault for no reason.

If Qin Hao didn't teach him a lesson, how could Qin Hao gain a foothold in Supreme Sword Sect in the future.

As for why Liu Tiankui came to trouble him?

He Qin Hao didn't care who ordered it, and he didn't bother to dig into the root of the problem.

The sword cultivator pays attention to a happy kindness and hatred in his actions.

The surrounding Zhenchuan had long noticed the skirmish between the two.

No one came forward to be a peacemaker.

All of them had expressions on their faces.

Liu Tiankui didn't expect Qin Hao to be so stubborn and not afraid of himself at all.

Subconsciously, he wanted to give Qin Hao a lesson, but from the corner of his eye, he saw the Sect Leader and others not far away.

"Hmph! Don't think that the Sect Leaders are here, you can show off your might."

"Do you dare to gamble with me?"

"Ha ha."

Qin Hao laughed sarcastically, this guy seemed to have some brain problems.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance, so that some people won't be convinced later."

"Tell me, how do you want to gamble?"

When Liu Tiankui heard this, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

"Let's compare who gets more treasures in the Minor World this time, and who can win more points."

"I proposed the bet. As for the bet, it's up to you to decide."

He is not afraid of Qin Hao at all, this guy has only joined Supreme Sword Sect for less than half a year.

The foundation is weak, if it is not covered by Sect Leader and Elder.

With Han Mingdao at the side, he wouldn't bet with him.

Whatever the bet was, he was sure to win.

"Since we want to gamble, let's play something big. The loser will take out all the things he got from the Minor World this time, and he will kneel on the ground and slap himself a hundred times, shouting a hundred words, brother, I wrong."

Qin Hao seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a confident look.

Pretending, this kid must be faking it.

Deliberately use this method to make me retreat in the face of difficulties.

Several thoughts flashed through Liu Tiankui's mind: "Okay! I promise you, when the time comes, someone will not renege on their debts."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves contentedly, and left with the group of sword cultivators full of Killing intent behind him.

Qin Hao looked at his receding back and murmured: "After so many years, I finally get the treatment of a protagonist."

Han Mingdao was at a loss: "What is the treatment of the protagonist?"

Qin Hao said with a smile: "Brother probably hasn't read the script."

"The protagonists in it are all very hateful, but whenever they go to a treasure land, they will conflict with people."

"You said that I was lucky anyway. I met you for the first time after living for so many years. Isn't it rare?"

"hiss……"

Han Mingdao took a deep breath: "Hearing what you said, it really makes sense."

"However, Liu Tiankui can really bear it, and he didn't come to trouble you until now."

"Um???"

Qin Hao looked at Han Mingdao in bewilderment, with a puzzled look on his face.

"I don't seem to have any grudges with that guy?"

Han Mingdao said with a smile: "This grievance is not big or small. Simply put, it is the younger brother. You blocked his way."

"There are quite a few true disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect, but there are only seven who can be listed as the seven personal disciples.

There will never be a situation where there are eight people from the seven masters.

Before you came, there were four in total, and Liu Tiankui had the best chance to be the fifth and the last one to pass on personally.

But after you draw your sword, he has no hope, so he naturally has a grudge against you. "

Qin Hao had a sudden realization expression on his face, but he didn't take this kind of thing to heart.

Not to be envied by others is a mediocrity, not to mention the status of the Seven Great Masters, which he had acquired with great difficulty.

If someone is dissatisfied, he doesn't mind letting the other party see his own means.

"Senior Brother, didn't you say that there are only four of the Seven Great Masters?"

"Even if I take one of the seats, there are still two seats left?"

Han Mingdao glanced around, and after making sure no one was paying attention, he lowered his voice and said:

"The remaining two positions, one belongs to the Sword Tomb, and the other belongs to the reincarnation of the ancestor of Earth Immortals."

"Liu Tiankui has no chance."

"Junior brother, you have to be careful of that guy in the future, he is very narrow-minded."

When Qin Hao heard it, he thought to himself: Shallow rules are everywhere, no wonder that Liu came back to provoke him.

"It's okay, just Liu Tiankui, I don't want to put in one's eyes yet."

Seeing Qin Hao's self-confidence, Han Mingdao didn't try to dissuade him too much, because talking too much might backfire.

At this moment, the Sect Leader standing in front of Minor World suddenly rose from the sky...