035 Trial Valley

The thick teenager knocked down a big hand of the other party, with his sword on his chest, strode to the boat and shouted harshly, "Who dares to stop me!"

"If you dare to beat the guard of the royal palace, you will live impatiently..." The dog-leg housekeeper roared half a sentence and was kicked into the river by the teenager.

The housekeeper is not from the world and can't see the speciality of the teenager, but the guards saw a blue dragon-shaped tattoo on the inside of the teenager's arm, which is the symbol of the Green Dragon Society. It is said that Lian Haokun, the current emperor of the heavenly kingdom, was originally the second son of the former emperor. The imperial throne was not right. The original prince Lian Haoqian was forced to leave and wandered in the grass. He gathered a group of martial arts people to create the Qinglong Association and was always ready to take back the throne.

It is reasonable to see the rebellious party, and these people should immediately go forward to catch them or correct them on the spot. Law, but today is the place where the Fengxian School recruits disciples. If he calls soldiers to catch people with great fanfare and stirs up the major events of the Fengxian School, once the immortals are angry, even the emperor can't bear the consequences. Although there are many powerful gods in the heavenly country to worship real people, compared with the immortals of the Fengxian School, That's far worse.

Some of these guards went to report to the local garrison general, and some of them looked at the traitor here. Seeing that he was about to get on the boat, they wanted to come and stop him. Unexpectedly, the teenager was very fast. He stepped out and directly crossed more than three feet away, jumped directly to put on his clothes, stood beside the Prince Lei, and said proudly, "I My name is Xie Jinhao, a native of Xiaoxiang. I see that you have also practiced martial arts. I have beaten your men. If you want revenge, I will accompany you at any time!"

"I'm not interested." Prince Lei replied lightly.

If Xie Jinhao gets on the fairy boat, it belongs to the territory of the Fengxian faction. These bodyguards can't go up to get people.

Ye Jianling was eager to find a place to settle down. Only by entering the Phoenix Sect can he completely avoid the search of the Heavenly Eye Ghost King. He squeezed forward from the crowd and shouted as he walked, "Everyone, get on the boat quickly. After a while, it will be dark. If the immortals close the mountain gate, we will have nowhere to worship." He squeezed to the river, and the two guards just stood there, were shaken by his arms, directly overturned and thrown into the water, and then jumped lightly onto the boat.

Beiming is good at flying swords and belongs to the ancient sword fairy. Ye Jianling has practiced swords with his mother since he was a child. He flew on the cliff on Luoxia Mountain. The sword stabbed the sky and had an extremely strong true spirit as the foundation. His kung fu was never inferior to those top martial arts masters in the mortal world. The two bodyguards were turned down the river by his internal strength and followed him closely. He showed his light skills again, which impressed everyone present.

Xie Jinhao's attention was attracted by him. He held his fists righteously and reported himself.

Xiao Xiangguo is a small country in the lower reaches of the Qinglian River, drinking the water of a river with Tianlai Kingdom and Qinglian Kingdom.

Xie Jinhao has a bold personality and is not seen anyone. While loudly greeting other teenagers to board the boat together, he talked with Ye Jianling. Ye Jianling was thoughtful and had already made up his own life: "My ancestors have been fishermen on the Qinglian River. I have been fishing on the river with my father since I was a child. A few days ago, I was robbed by a river. My father was nowhere to go, and I had no place to go. When I heard that there were immortals recruiting disciples here, I came here."

When Xie Jinhao heard that he was the son of a fisherman, he secretly wrote it down and went to talk to other good teenagers.

The fairy boat started and carried 30 teenagers to the side of the water Sendai.

Two young people in flame-colored robes on the stage gave each of them a number plate and told them, "Not everyone can enter Xianmen Avenue. If you want to become a god who escapes from the sky and moves mountains and seas, you must have good roots and blessings. You are not blessed, and you don't have the same wealth law, which can't be decided to cultivate; your roots are not good, and the scripture formulas are like an ox, and no matter how good the fairy method is in your hands, it is a waste; the most important point is fate, you are unlucky, and you can't be a rich man all your life, and you can't enter the immortal family.

As he spoke, suddenly a firelight flew down from the mountain and swayed in Sendai. A teenager appeared and shouted to him, "Brother Hua, Brother Jiang asked me to come down and inform you. Let go of the matter here first, and immediately follow me to Yongmin Valley. General Manager Bi sent an order that Qifeng had sent people there first and wanted to grab the lead. Gong."

Brother Bi's face immediately showed a solemn look: "What does Brother Jiang mean?"

"Brother Jiang said that he must rush to the Shadow Demon Mountain before Qifeng and the others this time, and we can't let them take the first place."

While the two spoke, Brother Bi had taken out a sword and shook it with his sleeve. The sword gas turned into a starlight, walked side by side with the young man's two swords that came to call people, and crossed the cliff to the northwest.

The teenagers in Sendai all looked at the place where they disappeared with envy.

The young man working here with Brother Bi continued to explain to them: "You can stand here on the day when we open the mountain gate, which shows that you have the last two points. Next, we need to see if your bones are suitable for practice." He pointed back with his hand and said, "From here, walking along the valley, ten miles away is the mountain gate of our Fengxian School. Even if you can go to the place initially pass, you can get a registered disciple at worst, and the second round of tests will be conducted there with good grades."

After hearing this, the teenagers couldn't wait to run to the valley, and the young Taoist priest continued to receive the next group of teenagers coming by boat.

According to the understanding of these teenagers, they should be asked to run through the ten-mile mountain road. Since it is said to test the roots and bones, it is good to have strong natural bones, and the so-called good grades should be the first to arrive, the worst to be a registered disciple. The best way is to get an outer disciple. Thinking of being able to be such a fairy As an apprentice in the Taoist mansion, the blood in everyone's body boils because of excitement. You don't see that three of them are the disciples of the Fengxian School, and their treatment status is comparable to that of the Marquis.

Everyone wanted to compete for a good name and ran forward fiercely. A black and thin boy smiled proudly while running: "I have been running the mountain road with my father since I was a child. It's only ten miles away. I can finish it with my hands."

Ye Jianling knows that it is not that simple. The recruitment of disciples by Xianmen is not a military recruitment. Even if it can run and jump, it may not be suitable for cultivation. The roots and root utensils mentioned by Taoists do not refer to the bones and flesh. A large part of them refer to the heart. The heart is the root of the Tao. The heart is not good, such as greed for money and lust, and impulsive. Fury, they run into walls everywhere among mortals, and there will be more hardships when practicing. No authentic Taoist sect will want such a person to be a disciple, because they practice with twice the effort and half the result, and one who is not good at entering the evil way will also involve the sect.

He has the True Sutra of the Northern Ming Dynasty and does not expect the skills of the Fengxian School, and he came to take refuge this time. Naturally, the lower the profile, the better, so he neither runs fast nor lags behind, and slowly falls in the middle and back.

As he expected, only walked one-third of the mountain road, and these teenagers did not have the energy to cheer at the beginning. One by one, their legs were heavy and could not walk, or they were dizzy, nausea and vomiting, or screamed like ghosts. The narrow valley was full of teenagers with various symptoms.

Ye Jianling is naturally not abnormal at all. He knows that there is a formation in this valley. Only those who are suitable for immortal cultivation from body to heart can pass safely. The teenagers who come here to assess are from all over the world, and their roots and minds are uneven. Although this formation is not very demanding for people, it will also be eliminated. A large number of people.

Because of the formation, you can see gold, silver and jewelry, martial arts secrets, fairy herbs, magic weapons, and even many forks along the way. In it, you can see pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, or old people with fairy bones greeting people there to worship teachers, or naked. The beautiful woman shouted, all exactly the same as the real one. A dark-skinned teenager picked up a piece of gold and put it in his mouth and clucked it. He was sure it was full of real gold. He cheered happily and picked up the gold and put it in his arms. Some threw it into the nearby brothel and rolled together with the beautiful women.

Ye Jianling also met a man in black. No matter how he walked, he was close to his back like a shadow, revealing a murderous atmosphere, which made people stunned on the back of his neck, sweating coldly, and couldn't help but feel creepy. He knew it was an illusion, ignored it and just kept moving forward.

When he went on a normal journey, he met a pair of siblings, who could be fifteen or sixteen years old, thin and tall, with yellow and dry hair like dead straw, and wearing wide and shabby clothes.

My younger brother hasn't begun to develop yet. He is black and thin, and his head looks particularly big. He is like a little monkey who can't find food all year round. His face is yellow and he is seriously affected by the formation. He will call a devil to catch him and cry about his headache.

My sister carried him on her back and coaxed as she walked: "Brother, don't cry. We will have something to eat after walking. We don't have to starve anymore. At that time, you can have whatever you want to eat. Don't you love cloud cake very much? You can eat as much as you want to eat when you get to the place."

Her physical strength is not very good, and she still carries a child on her back. She walks step by step and breathlessly: "When we get to the place, we will be immortals. At that time, we will fly back in the clouds and kill the dog officer. Brother Dalong will be rescued. Just put up with it any longer. Don't you want to save Brother Dalong..."

People who arrange the array in this valley have long thought that people will cheat, such as hiring people to pass behind their backs or riding on mounts, so they use another wonderful method to make every person with their feet off the ground heavier and heavier. In the end, they will weigh a thousand pounds and flatten people alive. The little girl only felt that her brother's body, which could have been blown away by a gust of wind, was getting heavier and heavier. After barely walking more than a dozen steps, she could no longer hold on. She fell to the ground and rolled on the ground together.

The younger brother pushed her with his hand: "Sister, you go, you go."

The elder sister didn't want to leave her younger brother, and the younger sister and brother cried.

Ye Jianling walked over and stretched out his hand to help his brother up: "Let's go quickly and catch up before dark. Maybe we can have dinner."

As soon as they heard about the meal, the sister and brother's eyes lit up again. The sister looked up at Ye Jianling gratefully, wiped her tears, hit her brother's arm on her shoulder, and said thank you as she walked.

Ye Jianling is not a person who likes to ask, but the little girl told Ye Jianling her details first: "My name is Xu Jinhua. This is my brother Yin Lier. I'm not afraid of your joke. We are from the beggar gang of heaven. We grew up eating hundreds of families and have been bullied by people."

When she said this, she peeked at Ye Jianling's expression and continued to say, "I went to Brother Long for thousands of years. Brother Long is a good person and has been protecting us. I thought I had spent my life with Brother Long, but I didn't expect that last month, Hefeng Prefecture ordered the counties to suppress bandits. Xu Youde, the county magistrate, could not catch the bandits, so he captured us and beheaded us. More than 1,000 brothers and sisters were all beheaded by the dog official. I took my brother to hide in the dung car and sneak out..."

The little girl's voice was very crisp, crackling like pouring beans in a bamboo tube, as if she had accumulated sadness for too long. This time, she finally found someone who was willing to listen and couldn't help saying it all, talking and crying.

For their encounter, Ye Jianling didn't know what to say, so he could only listen silently. He has been used to seeing life and death since he was a child. Over the years, his mother has turned a lively teenager into a stiff body every month, and then carried it to the back hole to melt it with water, becoming a white bone skeleton that asked the sky on his back. Therefore, although she sympathizes with the experience of Xu Jinhua and brother, no matter how she describes Xu You With the viciousness of virtue and the corruption of the government officials, he could not have the same feelings of hatred.