Chapter 411: Rush to Help
"Greetings, Brother Headmaster!"
"Greetings to the head teacher uncle!"
"Greetings, Master."
"Meet the Master."
The Qi-refining masters on the golden-crowned cranes floated down one after another and saluted Qin Ziling, even the short and fat old man was no exception.
Except for Zhu Huiqin, all those who came on the golden-crowned cranes were disciples of the original Golden Sword Sect.
After Qin Ziling's return this time, not only Zheng Xinghan and others stayed in Fangliao County, but also Pan Bo, Jin Yichen and others stayed in Fangliao County.
Especially Jian Bailou, in order to comprehend the thunder method, he never left Yunluo Lake so that he could ask Qin Ziling for advice at any time.
Nowadays, the relationship between Jian Bailou and Qin Ziling is more like that of a teacher and a friend, and Qin Ziling is more like a teacher.
There is no other way . In the path of cultivation, the one who achieves the highest level comes first.
Qin Ziling is not only now a master of the mystical arts, but his comprehension of thunder magic has also reached an extremely astonishing level.
In order to comprehend the magic of thunder and become a grandmaster as soon as possible, Jian Bailou had to ask Qin Ziling for advice from time to time.
A few days ago, Jian Bailou finally comprehended the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder, and performed thunder magic on the Fayuan altar, becoming a great master of Qi Refining.
After Jian Bailou became a great master of Qi Refining, Qin Ziling gave him a Lei Xun Stone as big as a basketball.
In this way, Jian Bailou can not only use the Lei Xun Stone to comprehend thunder magic, but also start trying to temper his body with thunder and lightning early.
Jian Bailou's physical body is far inferior to Xiao Qing and the four others.
The thunder in the cave world was still too fierce for him. He could use magic to resist the thunder, but to directly draw thunder to temper his body was simply suicide.
Zhu Huiqin and Pan Bo are already intermediate masters of Qi Refining. The other three people who came on this trip, Ma Bocai, Jin Yichen and his master Fang Ruibo, are all junior masters of Qi Refining.
Feng Ziluo was already a master of Qi Refining, but he was staying at Jinjian Mountain with three elders from the former Jinjian Sect, and was not at Yunluo Lake.
Qin Ziling nodded slightly to everyone, then bowed to Jian Bailou and said, "Thank you for coming here in person, Teacher."
"Master, you are too kind!" Jian Bailou replied.
Seeing that the six Qi Refining Masters who came down from the Golden Crowned Crane all respectfully addressed Qin Ziling as the Master, even the short and fat old man who looked as unfathomable as the Qin family's ancestor was no exception. Their attitude was also very humble, as if they only followed Qin Ziling's lead. Qin Xingpeng was so frightened that it seemed like a huge wave had risen in his heart.
Not only did his uncle have nearly twenty martial arts masters under his command, but he also had six Qi-refining masters, one of whom was very likely at the level of the Qin family's ancestor.
Most of the martial arts masters are also mid-level masters, and two of them are very likely to be mid-level masters at the clan leader level!
Such a luxurious lineup, and everyone has to follow his uncle's orders. If Qin Xingpeng hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.
"Everyone knows that I am a descendant of the Qin family in Wuzhou. I was included in the family tree two years ago. This is my first time to return to my clan to worship my ancestors. The elders of my clan treated me very well and cultivated me in many ways.
I had been planning to return to the Qin family in Wuzhou after a while to report back to the elders in the clan, but I didn't expect to receive news today that the current crown prince saw that the ancestor of the Qin family had failed in tempering thunder, and intended to take the opportunity to raise an army to destroy the Qin family. Now the Qin family in Wuzhou has retreated to their ancestral land.
I have called everyone here today to go to Wuzhou to help the Qin family and guard the Qin family's ancestral land together. Are you willing to go with me?" Qin Ziling asked in a deep voice, sweeping his eyes over everyone.
"All follow the teachings of the Lord!" Everyone responded in unison without any hesitation.
"Okay!" Qin Ziling was very pleased to see that no one backed down or hesitated when they heard that he was going to be an enemy of the prince. He nodded and said, "I have long heard that the prince is narrow-minded and cruel. If he ascends the throne, it will be a disaster for the people. Originally, if he was not in a hurry to destroy the Qin family, I could tolerate him a little! Now that he is determined to destroy the Qin family, I can no longer tolerate him!"
At this point, Qin Ziling's eyes fell on Xiao Qing and said, "Xiao Qing, this time you, Master Zuo, and Sister Zhu will be in charge of Fangqiao County."
"Okay!" Xiao Qing said sternly.
"The prince and I have an irreconcilable feud. Can I go with him? I will try my best to hide my identity!" Zhu Huiqin asked after hesitating.
"It's okay, Sister Zhu, if you want to come, just follow me, no need to hide your identity!" Qin Ziling said in a deep voice.
In the past, he was not strong enough, so Zhu Huiqin could only hide his identity in Yunluo Lake to avoid being investigated by the Sitianjian.
With Qin Ziling's current strength, there is naturally no need to worry about these things.
"Thank you for your help, Master!" Zhu Huiqin bowed.
Although Zhu Huiqin is not a disciple of Wuji Sect, she serves as a guest elder in Wuji Sect.
Privately, the two of them addressed each other as brother and sister, but today was official business, so she addressed Qin Ziling as the headmaster.
Qin Ziling nodded, and then said to Xiao Qing: "Since Sister Zhu is going with me, you can send a message to Senior Brother Feng, asking him to bring one or two people to Fangqiao County. If something really happens here, you won't be too busy to deal with it."
"Okay!" Xiao Qing said.
Qin Xingpeng's heart beat violently again when he heard this.
Only then did I realize that Qin Ziling's men were more than just those in front of us!
"Let's set off now without further ado!" Qin Ziling gave a few more instructions and then waved his hand.
"Yes!" Everyone bowed and accepted the order .
Then everyone boarded the Blood Eagle, and Qin Xingpeng boarded the Flame Eagle.
The Blood Goshawk is a third-grade exotic bird, and Qin Xingpeng's Fiery Eagle is a fourth-grade intermediate exotic bird.
However, the blood goshawk is known for its speed, and the blood goshawks of Wujimen were all captured directly from the Wuyang Mountains and then trained by Qin Ziling. They are all wild exotic birds, not captive.
Therefore, although its grade is inferior to that of the Flame Eagle, its speed is not inferior.
Twenty-three people from Wuji Sect, plus Qin Xingpeng, a total of twenty-four people, rode on the strange birds and soared into the sky, like a burning cloud of fire, covering the sky and rushing rapidly towards the direction of Wuzhou.
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"Dang! Ding! Ding!" Deafening alarm bells rang out from the Longshou Peak of Qianlong Mountain, where the Qincheng ancestral temple is located, one louder than the other.
The descendants of the Qin family who lived near Qincheng returned to Qincheng one after another.
In the square of the ancestral temple, five huge pillars rose from the ground at some unknown time.
There is a giant dragon carved on each pillar, the dragon coiled around the pillar, and the dragon scales are engraved with runes, exuding a hint of antiquity, vicissitudes, majesty, and domineering aura.
There is a person standing on top of each pillar, and each of them is an elderly master.
Standing on the huge pillar in the middle was his great-granduncle Qin Longzhen, who was in charge of the Sutra Repository.
Three people stood side by side on the high platform in front of the ancestral temple.
On the right is the current clan leader Qin Zaixin, on the left is his father Qin Longyuan, and in the middle is an old woman who is leaning on a cane, with white hair that trembles slightly, and skin like old tree bark.
This old woman was Qin Jianmei who had failed in the thunder tempering.
