When he reached the edge of the pool, the young man carefully lifted one foot and immersed himself in the water, and when he saw that the water was very shallow and there was nothing unusual at the bottom of the water, he walked lightly into the pool. After a dozen steps, he came to the side of the Ganoderma lucidum, and he bent down and stretched out his hand, seeing that he was about to reach the Ganoderma lucidum.

At this time, on the other side of the forest, a sudden "bang" bowstring sounded, and a feather arrow flew out like lightning, mixed with the sound of "banging" breaking the sky, and shot at the young man's back like lightning.

The young man's face changed, and he didn't have time to turn back, he lunged straight to the side, the arrow almost clinging to his back. He had just avoided the first feather arrow, and before he could get up, there were a few sounds in the forest, and a few feather arrows were shot, and the young man rolled and climbed, and narrowly avoided six or seven feather arrows, but he was in a waterhole, dragging mud and water more and more slowly, and finally was shot by a feather arrow, which penetrated his shoulder, and brought out a flutter of scattered flesh, and the remaining momentum was not weakened, and he was directly nailed to the ground.

As the young man screamed, two big men slowly walked out of the woods. The two were tall and short, both wearing masks, the tall one was holding a bow and arrow, the bow was full of circles, and the arrow was on the string, and the short one was holding a long knife, and the two were divided into two directions, each other's horns, and slowly approached the boy.

When they arrived at the young man's side, they saw that the young man was in a cold sweat, and he really had no power to resist, so the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The short man walked up to the boy, kicked the boy with his foot, and said, "Little friend, where did you come from?"

The young man stared at one by one, with a look of resentment, and said angrily: "I am a child of the Xiao family in Zhongnanshan, who of you dare to hurt me!

The short man grinned: "Zhongnan Xiao's family? However, you have somehow fallen here, your parents, can you find us?"

The young man's face was shocked: "You, you, do you dare..."Before he could finish speaking, the long knife in his short hand had already swung out, and with a slash on his neck, with a stream of blood splashing out, the young man was already in a different place.

The short man squatted down, groped carefully on the young man's corpse, took out a cloth bag from his arms, opened the cloth bag and poured it, 5 spirit stones rolled out of it, the short one put the spirit stone in his hand, and said with a smile: "Such a hair doll dares to come to this troubled water, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless!"

The short one threw the two spirit stones to the tall one behind him, and then put the rest of the spirit stones into the cloth bag and put them in his arms. The tall man put away the two spirit stones, and said to the short one a little flatteringly: "Big brother, you are really a good idea! We only need to hide in this wood, and we can quietly ambush and kill all these people who came to pick Lingzhi, and rob them of their spirit stone cultivation." Get more spirit stones, in one year, I will be able to reach the realm of a junior spirit disciple, and big brother, you will be able to break through to the intermediate spirit disciple!"

When the short man heard this, he was not complacent at all, but instead taught the tall one a lesson, "Don't get carried away! Our method of waiting for the rabbit is also risky! If the person who comes is smarter than us, we will die without a place to bury! Remember my words, if the person who comes can easily avoid your bow and arrow, we will immediately retreat to the depths of the dense forest! Never take the risk of coming out and fighting with others! Spirit stones can be grabbed as much as you can, and you must not be greedy! When you meet a master, retreat quickly!"

The tall man listened, and said busily, "Yes, yes." What the eldest brother said is very true! I must be careful!"

The two of them said that, they moved the young man's body back into the woods, cleaned up the traces around it, and then turned back into the depths of the woods, but the lingzhi was not picked.

In the distance, Sha Bai lay in the grass behind the trees, and he could see a cold sweat.

He was only one or two hundred meters away from these two people, and the breathing technique was working to the extreme, and he was finally not noticed by the other party.

The two people in front of him, a long bow and a short knife, are here to wait for the rabbit, hunting other monks to seize the spirit stone, and the cooperation is seamless.

The short one, like himself, is also a junior spirit disciple, and the tall one, although he has not reached the realm of a junior spirit disciple, judging from the arrow he shot just now, is by no means a weak person. If I had gone out one step earlier just now, I am afraid that I would be the one lying on the ground at this moment.

Seeing that the two of them only grabbed the spirit stone and did not pick the lingzhi, Sha Bai suddenly understood.

In this space, if the strength is insufficient, even if the Ganoderma lucidum is picked early, I am afraid that it will be snatched by others later, after all, the test time is as long as a year.

For these other test participants, at the beginning of the test, it was obviously wiser to collect more spirit stones and cultivate to improve their strength. I'm afraid everyone is fighting this idea. That's why at the beginning of the test, in order to snatch the spirit stone, he killed other testers.

Sha Bai turned back into the depths of the forest, bypassed it far away, and found another way to get out from the other side of the woods.

Three days later, on the other side of the woods, in the mountains, under a cliff. Sha Bai was carefully examining the two corpses opposite.

The two corpses, one tall, dressed in white, also held a long sword in his hand. The man in white had a bloody hole in his throat, as if he had been pierced by something like a crossbow arrow. His eyes widened with rage, and he looked like he was dead.

A man in gray opposite the man in white had countless scars on his body, and almost none of his flesh and skin were intact, looking like flesh and blood were blurred. The man in gray was pierced through his chest by the long sword in the hand of the man in white, nailed to a tree, his right hand hanging at his side, and still holding a crossbow in his hand.

Looking at it like this, these two people died together after a fierce struggle. The man in white clearly had the upper hand in the fight, and the long sword in his hand cut countless scars on the gray man's body, and finally nailed his opponent to the tree with the long sword. But before he died, the man in gray finally found an opportunity to shoot his opponent through the throat with a thunderous blow from his bow and crossbow.

The man in white had all the advantages, but in the end he only ended up with his opponent, so he was naturally unwilling and dead.

Sha Bai looked at it for a while.

The bloody battle in this secret realm is really life-and-death, merciless. The Black Moon Society tested the rules, and I don't know how many Terran monks have been killed.

He searched the backpacks that the two of them were carrying, and the spirit stones and food and drinking water of the two of them were there. Sha Bai pocketed the spirit stones, food and drinking water.

He already knew that spirit stones could not be used for cultivation, but other cultivators didn't think so. In the eyes of the monks, the spirit stone is extremely precious, and everyone fights to the death for this spirit stone. Even if you don't use it for cultivation, bring a few more spirit stones on your body, and it may be useful in the future.

Sha Bai packed his bags, looked up at the two miserable corpses, sighed, and turned to leave.