When Qin Fengming entered that sect, although he was an ordinary disciple who was not in the mainstream and could not have masters and elders to teach him martial arts, he still understood the secrets of the martial arts under the influence of his ears and eyes.
Looking at the booklet in his hand, he knew in his heart that the skeleton must be that of a reclusive martial arts master, and that this booklet was exactly his internal skills.
After resting for a night, Qin Fengming endured the severe pain all over his body and returned to the sect with difficulty.
Although no herbal medicine was found, the disciples still laughed happily when they saw Qin Fengming's injuries, as if the suffering of others was the source of their joy.
Those disciples did not make things more difficult for Qin Fengming, but asked him to go into the mountains to pick those herbs after he recovered.
Since then, Qin Fengming began to secretly practice the Five Elements Skills that he accidentally obtained.
Two years later, he had practiced the Five Elements Kung Fu to the fourth level.
Although in the past two years, he has been bullied from time to time by those formal disciples who have always disliked him, he has not shown any of the advanced martial arts he has developed.
Whenever he encountered those disciples teasing him, he would give in extremely. No matter how much the other disciples ridiculed him, he would remain silent. Even if he was forced to go to the mountains to collect herbs, he would go into the mountains alone.
On this day, while Qin Fengming was cleaning a courtyard in the sect that few people visited, the five disciples found Qin Fengming again. This time they did not bully him, but asked him to accompany them to the back mountain to hunt prey.
barbecue.
Because the five of them knew that Qin Fengming was born in the mountains and was good at hunting, they often secretly forced Qin Fengming to hunt for their gratification.
Qin Fengming had no choice but to accompany the five of them to avoid the patrolling disciples and go to a deep valley that only a few of them often visited.
That valley is dozens of miles away from the sect, and very few people visit it.
When he arrived at the valley, he looked at the five hateful faces laughing in front of him. Qin Fengming's anger that he had suppressed for several years could no longer be suppressed.
Seeing the five people in front of him once again trying to fight and scold him, Qin Fengming, who had never resisted before, stood upright this time and looked at the five people in front of him. A sharp light that he had never seen before flashed out in his eyes.
No matter what people say, they say it first:
"Today is today. Qin has had enough of the humiliation from the five of you. Now I will give you a choice. Attack each other and the last one can survive. Otherwise, Qin will kill this place one by one."
Hearing the words of the young man in front of them who had been bullied by them, the five of them were stunned for a moment, but soon they all started laughing at the same time.
"Qin Fengming, are you crazy because of your loss? How dare you speak to the five Song people like this? It seems that you don't want to live. Even if I and the other five kill you here, no one will stand up for you.
You should quickly slap yourself fifty times to apologize, otherwise it won't be enough if you let me wait for you to take action."
Looking at Qin Fengming, who was a head shorter than him, one of the young men named Song suddenly burst into laughter. He stepped forward and pointed at Qin Fengming and said in a vicious voice. He already held a small dagger in his hand, and he was going to kill Qin Fengming.
Leave a mark.
"Huh, since you don't listen to Qin, you should be the first to die."
Qin Fengming's expression was calm. As he finished speaking, he saw a flash of fire in his hand, and a small fireball flew out and headed straight for the young man named Song.
The fireball was so fast that even a young man named Song could not avoid it even if he had martial arts skills.
"Pop!" There was a crisp sound, and Young Man Song felt an extremely hot flame coming towards his face, a numbing sensation in his arms, and then a burning heat in his chest spread throughout his body.
But when he looked at his arms and chest before closing his eyes, his eyes were filled with disbelief.
The fireball, which seemed to have little threat, had already penetrated the arm holding the dagger. The arm that was still clenched was now swallowed up by a ball of flame. At this time, his arms and chest were already covered in flames.
rise.
In just the blink of an eye, he turned into a burning man, then collapsed to the ground and turned into ashes.
The whole process only took two or three breaths. While the four people behind him were laughing loudly, the last bit of ashes left by the young man surnamed Song in the world were blown away in the mountains and forests by the mountain wind.
"Now there are four of you left. You decide for yourself whether you follow what Qin said. You only have tea time. If not one person is left within this time, then you all go after that dead ghost."
Looking at the four people who were stunned, Qin Fengming showed no expression at all. Instead, he looked at the four fireballs that were beating continuously in his hands. His tone was very calm, and there was no emotion at all.
"You... you... you are an immortal cultivator?"
Among the four, one is the grandson of an elder of the sect. He once heard about immortal cultivators from his grandfather. It was said that every immortal cultivator has great supernatural powers and can fly into the sky, escape from the earth, and move mountains and seas.
He never expected that Qin Fengming, who had been bullied by him, turned out to be an immortal cultivator that could only exist in legends.
"Hmph, you are quite knowledgeable. There is still half a cup of tea, the four of you should make a decision quickly."
Looking at the four people, Qin Fengming snorted coldly, his expression still calm.
He had tested it in the mountains before. Even the most ferocious beasts were no match for his fire bullet technique. As long as it touched a spark, it would immediately turn into ashes. And it was invincible against everything, whether it was a sword or a rock.
, as long as it is touched, it will be burned instantly.
"We are fighting with you. What happened to you as an immortal cultivator? Can't the four of us kill you?" The young man with the highest martial arts skills among them had never heard of the term "immortal cultivator". He woke up from the shock.
, the usual fierce flames immediately replaced the panic just now.
He and two other young men who had never heard of immortal cultivators each jumped up, holding their own weapons, and flew towards Qin Fengming.
"Since you are seeking death, you can't blame Qin. You can die."
With a calm sound, three fire bombs were fired out, and without exception they hit the three young men who were performing Qing Kung Fu.
Suddenly, three Pyromen appeared on the spot.
Before even the sound of miserable howling could be heard, they all turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace when blown by the wind.
When Qin Fengming finished killing the three people and looked at the last young man, a strange look appeared on his face.
I saw that the young man had collapsed on the stone ground at this time, and a stench surged from his lower body. At this time, his face was even pale, his eyes were dull, and he kept shouting: "
Please go around me, I won't dare to do it anymore. Please spare me, I won't do it anymore."
Seeing the person in front of him like this, Qin Fengming knew that he had been frightened crazy by the scene just now. Even if he was alive in this life, he would become a useless person without any thought.
Facing such people, Qin Fengming had no interest in killing them at this time.
ps: These chapters are a necessary process for the transformation and sublimation of Qin Fengming’s character. I hope all fellow Taoists can understand.