Fantasy: Simplify the skills and become a master from a minion

The team that Chu Qing was in also advanced rapidly under the leadership of the leader.

"Everyone, don't kill people!"

"Our target is the desert people and the secret teachings."

"Find them and get the secret teachings."

"Retreat!"

"Catch dozens of scholars and copy the secret teachings."

The leader appeased everyone.

The commotion of the crowd calmed down.

But:

Chu Qing found that the eyes of those first-level masters who hid their identities were full of disdain and sneer.

It was obvious that this group of people did not agree with the leader's words at all.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Everyone shuttled back and forth.

Chu Qing kept observing.

He found that there was a bald man with a face full of flesh in the team, who secretly released white pigeons from time to time.

Moreover, he muttered some strange words like "Wait for me to send a letter by carrier pigeon to summon reinforcements..."

The seventy-two Caotou Mountains were full of shouts and shouts of killing.

I don't know how many people died on the mountain without even seeing the desert people.

I don't know how many people died in a foreign land without even knowing what the secret means.

It's obvious that this bald man is not a good person either.

"I didn't expect that there would be so many crouching dragons and phoenixes in any team!"

Chu Qing observed the team.

He found that the team was complex.

There were at least five or six forces.

And this team only had more than 30 people.

Over the mountains.

Chasing the place where the shouting and killing sounds were the loudest.

Late at night:

Many people from the rivers and lakes gathered on the central mountain.

This mountain was full of chaos and was more desolate than the mountain where Qin Wubing and his men suppressed bandits.

There was not a single blade of grass on the huge mountain.

Large and small boulders were piled up randomly.

On the mountainside, shouting and killing continued.

Someone rushed up.

As a result, he was ambushed at the foot of the mountain.

People can hide behind the boulders.

As long as you are not careful, you will be attacked by the people behind the boulders.

However: Even though it was dangerous, everyone still went forward for the secret.

The leader said excitedly: "Let's go!"

"For the secret!"

He took the lead and rushed to the top of the mountain.

The group of disguised first-level masters also rushed forward.

Crash!

Chu Qing followed the crowd and followed at the back.

Not long after he rushed out, he felt a bad wind sweeping behind his head.

Turning his head, a masked man was holding a three-pronged fork and wanted to stab him to death.

Result:

He waved his hand casually:

Puff!

The man's neck was broken.

Turning back, he saw masters attacking people in the team one by one.

Some people blocked the sneak attack.

Some people didn't block it.

Those who didn't block it were replaced by others.

Not long after, this ragtag team actually replaced half of its members.

The leader and others noticed it, but they didn't care.

Instead, he kept saying:

"Find someone, get the secret, find a scholar, and copy dozens of copies; then, everyone will get the basics and go to the countryside to be domineering, this is life!"

"There is no need to fight between us!"

Some people nodded, and some were silent.

Just as Chu Qing followed the team to rush up the mountain to search for the secret of the five internal organs:

In a Taoist temple in the state city, an old Taoist priest with a white beard was burning incense to worship the gods.

This old Taoist priest looked thin.

But, he was extraordinary.

A pair of eyes, even brighter and brighter, brighter than the brightest stars in the night sky.

Behind him, there was a young man with extraordinary temperament.

The young man played the piano.

The sound of the piano was long and full of waiting.

There were more big men in black armor, wearing bronze masks, guarding around the hall.

"Master Ziqing, will that Chu Qing come?"

Master Ziqing burned incense.

The smoke was lingering, forming a three-foot-long cloud above the sandalwood.

He suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed the cloud in one gulp.

Gurgle!

Gurgle!

His stomach rumbled, like thunder and the croaking of a toad, quite strange.

"It is better to worship myself than to worship ghosts and gods."

"I am the god."

The young man rolled his eyes, pressed his fingers on the strings, and said dissatisfiedly: "Master, I want to ask, will Chu Qing come?"

Master Ziqing sighed and said: "If he has the ability, he can come."

"If he doesn't have the ability, he will die in Caotou Mountain."

The young man said with expectation: "I really hope he can come."

"I have prepared a secret medicine for him to heal his wounds!"

"Wait until he heals his wounds and is in perfect condition, then I will kill him with my own hands!"

"I haven't killed the top Tianjiao of the Daqian Empire yet; I really want to kill one and have fun!"

Master Ziqing said calmly: "Chu Qing is not easy to mess with!"

"If he can come, he must be in peak condition, and he is also He came with an unrivaled attitude."

"It's a bit difficult for you to kill him!"

The young man sneered and said, "The pride of the Daqian Empire, do you know what unrivaled momentum is?"

"They are all a bunch of country folk!"

"Country bumpkins!"

"They have momentum, but they don't know how to use it!"

"Besides, you are here too, so I can have you to support me; Chu Qing is even worse than me!"

"Master, you said, I will kill him and get the gold inlaid jade."

"Will my father praise me?"

"Yes!"

"What about my mother?"

"Yes!"

"Master...I really want to get my mother's praise!"

"You will get the gold inlaid jade and get your mother's praise!"

"Yes!"

...

Cao Tou Shan:

Chu Qing and his team, which was full of talented people, were blocked.

They were blocked by a group of heavily armored soldiers.

These were the subordinates of King Shiyu.

They were terrible.

Relying on the military formation, they could kill the second-level masters; they could even fight with the third-level masters for a while.

The leader sneered and said, "A group of iron barrels, I can break them at will!"

Everyone was ready to fight.

As a result, the leader said, "Brothers, killing is not the goal."

"Let's change direction!"

Then, he took the lead and took a detour, running faster than other directions.

Several disguised first-level masters were stunned.

Then, they also rushed away.

Chu Qing sighed and said faintly, "Everyone, they are just a group of iron sheets, we can kill them."

Someone sneered, "These are the subordinates of King Shiyu."

"Every one of them is a first-level master, and they can kill you in a minute!"

Chu Qing was silent.

At the beginning, this group of people could kill him.

But now... he felt that he could kill them with just one finger.

The perfection of blood refining not only brought super strong recovery ability.

Moreover, it also increased his foundation and combat power.

As for the training of flesh, although it was not yet completely perfect.

But it also increased his power by a large margin.

"After I train my internal organs, this group of first-level masters will be even more rubbish!"

A group of people, without even golden tendons.

Even wearing heavy armor, but still a scum.

With one battle after another.

With the first-level and even second-level masters being killed by him.

He has almost reached the point of ignoring warriors with poor foundations.

"At the beginning, the martial arts masters said that a hair's breadth is the difference between heaven and earth; it is the difference between life and death."

"Masters, you are not lying to me!"

Bypassing the heavy armored soldiers and continuing to walk, not long after, he encountered some family slaves blocking him.

There was no way to avoid it this time.

After all, the family slaves were not wearing heavy armor and their speed was still good.

Both sides fought.

After losing seven or eight unlucky guys, they killed people on the top of the mountain.

At this time:

On the top of the mountain, there was chaos.

Several teams were fighting.

On the ground, there were corpses everywhere, which was a bit tragic.