Chapter 66: Refining Qi in the Fifth Heaven!

  "Kill me!"

  The outcome has been decided, and everyone's attention is focused on Qin Yun.

  Qin Yun gripped the Qinghua long sword, coldly staring at his opponent who knelt down in front of him. With just a slight thrust forward, the sword tip could easily pierce Qin Jun's throat.

  However, he didn't make a move, but instead raised his head and slowly swept his gaze around the stands, saying in a low voice: "The Qin family's children are of the same breath and branch, since there is already a winner and loser, let's stop here!"

  Life and death are indifferent, life and death have no complaints. Qin Yun could have killed Qin Jun with one sword, but doing so would give people the feeling of being cruel and ruthless, after all, his opponent had already completely lost the ability to fight.

  When you can spare a life, then spare it. To be frank, there is no need for either of us to die at the hands of the other.

  Now Qin Jun's body is crippled and he has become a useless person. Letting him live on in agony might be even more unbearable than death itself.

  That kind of punishment is enough!

  The audience in the martial arts arena quieted down, those young masters who were shouting to kill Qin Jun shut their mouths in shame, and then there was a warm applause and cheers.

  "Good! This is what our Qin family descendants should be like!"

  "Qin Yun, good job!"

  "Qin Yun big brother, I support you!"

  Even Qin Mingzhu abandoned her maidenly reserve, loudly cheering for Qin Yun, the smile on her pretty face was dazzling and captivating.

  Fang Yi sitting next to her could fully feel her heartfelt joy and pride, and for some reason, she felt a twinge of envy in her heart.

  On the other side of the stands, Lao Zu also nodded: "This kid, not bad!"

  Everyone knows that Qin Yun is considered to have truly entered Lao Zu's eyes, and his future will surely be bright.

  Qin Lihai's expression was uncertain, and it was unclear what he was thinking in his heart.

  Qin Yun held his long sword upside down, clasped his fists and bowed towards the four sides of the watchtower to show his respect, then turned around and prepared to leave the stage.

  No one noticed that Qin Jun had fallen to the ground, clenching his fists tightly, and due to excessive force, his joints made a slight cracking sound.

  He stared at Qin Yun's back, his eyes full of resentment and venom, and suddenly raised his left arm.

  Hiss!

  The sleeves suddenly split into five thin blades as sharp as cicada wings, popping up and pointing at Qin Yun tens of steps away!

  "Qin Yun, be careful!"

  Fang Wei was the first person to see Qin Jun's movement and immediately sounded the alarm.

  "Go die!"

  Her words had barely fallen when Qin Jun had already sneered and pressed the trigger, five sharp blades suddenly flying out like arrows shot from a bow towards the completely defenseless Qin Yun!

  "Five Flowers Sleeve Sword!"

  Someone let out an exclamation of surprise.

  Wu Hua Xiu Jian is a specially made defensive hidden weapon by Mu Yang Dao's Zhù Qì Táng, very famous in Yan Yun, due to its complex craftsmanship and difficult refinement, one piece can be sold for as high as several thousand taels of silver.

  It is made of fine iron and forged into a protective arm style, which is usually worn on the arm and is not easily detected by people. Five three-inch-long thin blades are cleverly embedded in the protective arm, and when needed, they can be triggered to pop out and fly towards the enemy.

  If a toxic substance is applied to the blade and used for a sneak attack, it poses a great threat to warriors below the Innate Realm.

  Qin Yun never thought that Qin Jun still had this trick up his sleeve.

  But at the moment Qin Jun made his move, his keen sense of awareness detected danger, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up simultaneously, with all the muscles in his body tensing up instantly!

  In the sea of knowledge, the golden runes floating on the Qiankun Supplementing Heaven Stone suddenly burst open, triggering the release of the Wisdom Heart Transparency Small Spirit.

  Entirely driven by instinct, Qin Yun turned around and swung his sword, the tip of which trembled out dozens of sword flowers to meet the incoming sharp blade!

  Ding! Ding! Ding!

  The metallic crisp sound of collision was incessant, and all six sharp blades were intercepted.

  Only four feet away from Qin Yun!

  Broken Arrow Style!

  Four of the fine blades were knocked off, but two rebounded and flew back along their original trajectory.

  Pffft! Pffft!

  Qin Jun's sinister smile froze on his face, and the fine blades that had bounced back pierced his forehead and throat respectively, killing him instantly!

  This is really asking for trouble!

  "How despicable!"

  "Shameless! Utterly shameless!"

  "What a shame for our Qin family!"

  The young masters on the viewing platform were all cursing loudly, no one would have thought that Qin Jun was so despicable as to stoop to this level, Qin Yun had already let him off, yet he still wanted to launch a sneak attack.

  This time, even if Qin Jun died, his reputation would be completely ruined, and no one would show any sympathy.

  Qin Wenbing also scolded loudly: "Useless thing, damn it's really a useless thing, wasting my elixir and silver in vain, he actually died cleanly!"

  This Qin family's direct descendant is so cold-blooded that even Wu Lao Lang next to him feels a chill in his heart.

  Having narrowly escaped disaster, Qin Yun also broke out in a cold sweat. If it wasn't for the crucial moment when Hui Xin's mind was clear and she opened up on her own, he really wouldn't have been able to intercept all of the sharp blades.

  However, after this lesson, he deeply understood the truth that if you don't kill a snake, it will bring endless trouble. He absolutely cannot make similar mistakes again in the future.

  Qin Yun took a deep breath, and his dantian was filled with surging true energy.

  Just now he made a desperate effort, in the face of danger, he gathered all his strength, and even the heavenly spiritual power stored in his body, derived from the Yellow Dragon Jade, was thoroughly activated.

  The massive and redundant power has nowhere to vent, transforming into a torrent pouring into the Wu Mai.

  However, he had experience and didn't hesitate to operate his heart method, guiding this powerful force to rush straight into the chest.

  Boom!

  The blocked meridians were instantly penetrated, the last acupoint of the Four Heavenly Realms was opened, and the breath flowed, forming a perfect small cycle with the other ninety-eight acupoints.

  Under the stimulation of the air machine, Qin Yun couldn't help but let out a long sigh!

  The sound of shouting shook the sky, carrying an unspeakable sense of grandeur and heroism, shocking the eardrums of everyone in the martial arts arena.

  Refining his Qi to the fifth heaven, his strength realm rose another level!

  The applause was endless and lasted for half a stick of incense before slowly subsiding, the whole audience was silent as if spellbound.

  Under the gaze of thousands of eyes, Qin Yun finally came back to his senses.

  He felt somewhat uneasy with such a big show and hastily bowed and left the stage.

  Undoubtedly, after this battle, his name will shake the entire clan.

  "Have this little guy come to Lingyun Pavilion to see me."

  On the platform, Lao Zu stood up and walked away, leaving behind only one sentence.

  After Lao Zu left, the master of Wu Tang, Qin Luo, smiled and said to Qin Wu: "Congratulations, brother Wu, your hall has produced another talent. Why not give him to us at Wu Tang? I'll exchange 3,000 merits for him!"

  "Don't think about poaching my wall corner, this Qin Yun I'm going to focus on cultivating, not even 30,000 merits can buy him!" Qin Wu Jue flatly refused.

  If Qin Yun hadn't received Old Ancestor's favor, Qin Wu might have agreed, and the three thousand merits weren't a small number to him.

  But now the situation is completely different. Qin Yun stayed in Tangkou, with infinite potential, not to mention that he had just earned a huge bet for him.

  The two of them were chatting and laughing, but Qin Liehai, who had a gloomy face beside them, couldn't sit still. He stood up and said in a cold voice: "Twenty pieces of top-grade spirit jade, I'll send someone to deliver it tomorrow!"

  After finishing speaking, he immediately turned around and left.

  The other hall masters looked at each other in dismay, their expressions varied.

  On the martial arts arena, Qin Jun's body was dragged away, and the bloodstains on the ground were quickly wiped clean. Next, there were new disciples who would come up to try out.

  ………

  Qin's Ancestral Mansion, Lingyun Pavilion.

  The Qin family ancestral mansion and the Moyang Taoist Temple are adjacent to each other, with the two rows of buildings resembling a pair of giant wings sitting at the foot of Xiaogushan Mountain, representing the Qin family's thousand-year-old foundation.

  Lingyun Pavilion is located in the inner forbidden area of the Zong Mansion, where a dozen or so hectares of land are occupied by seven towering buildings with a height of over ten zhang, surrounded by ancient trees that exude an aura of grandeur.

  Lingyun Pavilion is one of them, and like the other six high-rise buildings, it is a place for the ancestors of the clan and the refining Qi practitioners to practice. It is heavily guarded at ordinary times, and without permission, no one can enter without authorization.

  Qin Yun was entering the Zong manor for the first time.

  Under the leadership of a tribal minister, he walked through the winding corridors like a maze, bypassing the small paths through the forest, and finally entered the Lingyun Pavilion after passing through layers of guards.

  Lao Zu is waiting for him on the top floor of Lingyun Pavilion.

  A simple desk and a pot of clear tea - if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Qin Yun would have found it hard to imagine that this old ancestor of the Qin family could be so unassuming.

  Bare feet stepped on the cool wooden floor, and the large building couldn't see the luxurious furniture.

  Only on one side of the wall hangs a large landscape painting, with bold and powerful brushstrokes, depicting majestic mountains and rivers that are breathtakingly beautiful, absolutely a masterpiece from a famous artist.

  "Outer Affairs Hall disciple Qin Yun, pays respects to Ancestor!"

  Qin Yun knelt on one knee and paid his respects to the old ancestor sitting behind the desk with great reverence.

  The old ancestor who was brewing tea nodded slightly and his eyes swept over him.

  Qin Yun suddenly felt as if he had been drenched in a bucket of ice water, from head to toe, and it seemed that his entire body, including his soul, was seen through by the other party, leaving no secrets to hide.

  If it weren't for his strong will and determination, he would probably have fallen to the ground and not dared to move.

  The old ancestor's eyes flashed with a hint of divine light, and he raised his hand to point at the futon placed in front of the low table: "Sit..."

  With three parts of reverence and three parts of caution, Qin Yun knelt down on the cushion.

  This basic etiquette was still taught by the clan's attendants on the way, if Qin Yun didn't know in advance and casually sat down with his legs crossed, it would be equivalent to treating himself as someone who could sit on an equal level with Lao Zu.

  "Drinking tea..."

  The old man pushed a cup of well-brewed tea in front of him, his voice as calm as water.

  Qin Yun hastily took it with both hands: "Thank you, Old Ancestor!"

  He didn't know why Lao Zu had someone bring him to Lingyun Pavilion. If he was going to fulfill his promise and grant the Jiu Yang Xuan Gong, it would have been enough to just send anyone down.

  The Qin family has thousands of sons and younger brothers, with his identity and strength, the old ancestors sitting opposite are high and unattainable existences.

  Isn't it difficult for Lao Zu to accept you as his own disciple?

  This idea is really too bold and tempting, Qin Yun's heart is racing, but it feels impossible.

  While he was lost in thought, Lao Zu picked up his teacup and drank a full cup of scalding hot tea, suddenly opening his mouth to ask: "Qin Yun, where is your hometown, are there still people at home?"

  "Returning to my hometown, my old home is in Qinghe County's Xishang Shoucun Village, there are no other relatives left at home."

  "Oh..." The old man continued to ask: "Then what is your father's name?"