"It's a lively place." A male voice that was not loud interrupted Taniguchi's noise.

Except for Xiao Yue and Luo Yuncheng, who were still stalemate, everyone else stopped talking and looked at where the sound came from.

There were twenty-five people in this group, led by three young men, and the one who spoke was the one in the middle of the three.

These twenty-five people wore the same style of different color door clothes, and the door emblem with several silver-white leaves embroidered on their shoulders was uniformly embroidered, and they knew that they were disciples of the White Leaf Sect at a glance.

As the number one sect in the Maolin Domain, the disciples of the White Leaf Sect are not only cultivators, but also have a great faction style in terms of fame, temperament and other aspects.

On the far right in the first row is the fourth prince of Bai who Lin Wangwu had met once, and when he saw Lin Wangwu and the others, he also nodded.

The one in the center looked a little similar to Bai Sigongzi, and after speaking, he glanced at Xiao and Luo, who were still concentrating on sword fighting, frowned slightly, and turned to the nameless direction.

"Nameless? I didn't expect you to come here too. There was some sarcasm in this man's voice, but it was also a palpable sense of the importance he attached to Nameless.

"No one stipulates that only you, the second son of Bai, can come, so I can't come." The nameless gaze did not withdraw from the chaotic sword light, as if a word was just said casually, and the people who came to the front were far less gravitational than the two people who were in the sword light.

Bai Er Gongzi coughed embarrassedly, but unfortunately he didn't hear it.

Lin Wangwu thought that the powerful Baiye Sect would take the opportunity to find fault with Nameless, but who knew that after coughing, when nothing had happened, he continued to greet the Lingzhi Fairy of the Immortal Plantation Workshop.

Compared with the nameless arrogant and ignorant, the sorrowful girl is much more gentle and polite.

Although the two of them said some non-nutritious greetings, they smiled at each other and exchanged courtesies.

As for this fourth white son, he seemed to be very interested in Lin Wangwu, and he didn't leave by Lin Wangwu's side, and said that everyone would take care of each other after they arrived in the Poison Valley.

Lin Wangwu wondered: Doesn't this fourth white son like men? Besides, is our relationship that good?

The chaotic entrance to the Poison Valley was even more chaotic because of the arrival of the White Leaf Gate. The disciples of the White Leaf Sect, who were originally in order, are now looking for their friends from top to bottom, as if a scoop of water melts into the stream, and they can no longer see the regular formation of the White Leaf Sect.

Bai Xiao Gongzi is the most alert in such an environment, winding around like a snake, at this time I also saw him listening carefully to Bai Sigongzi by Lin Wangwei's side, and the next moment I saw that he had arrived at Xin Su and Bai Ergongzi's side, and in the next moment, he might already be by Nameless's side.

In short, Lin Wangwu felt that every time he wanted to find Bai Xiaogongzi, he looked at him in a different place.

In front of the Poison Valley, because of different people and different liveliness, it is about to become a vegetable market.

Fortunately, there will always be an endpoint for this qiē.

When the three solemn bells rang, everyone shut up and returned to the team as quickly as possible, even Xiao Yue and Luo Yuncheng, who were originally meeting each other with swords, also stopped tacitly after hearing the bell and returned to their respective teams.

Each sect and institution is a team, such as the Baiye Sect with the largest number of twenty-five people, such as the Bluestone Pagoda team composed of nine people from Lin Wangwu and them, and such as the Immortal Plantation Workshop, where most women returned from Luoyun City.

The three bells are not slow, but after these three rings, everyone's can turn a chaotic and noisy "vegetable market" into a quiet and solemn queue of sect elites.

No one asked why, no one asked what had just happened, and no one asked what to do next.

Just after a solemn and solemn "opening the valley".

The poisonous valley, which was originally covered by mist, seemed to see the sun through the clouds, and the thick fog dissipated, revealing a long and narrow path.

It seems that there has been a tacit understanding for a long time, and the twenty-five people of the White Leaf Gate will go first under the leadership of the second prince of Bai, and then the other doors will follow in an orderly manner according to a habit.

There was no noise during this period.

Lin Wangwei, a newcomer who came to this place for the first time, was extremely curious, and his eyes were rolling. By the way, he sensed the situation in the poison valley with his divine sense.

The trail is not long, and at the end of the road is the Valley of Poison.

But when Lin Wangwu felt that he had arrived, there was no trace of the teams walking in front, and Lu Qin, the leader of the Bluestone Tower this time, also found a direction and left with everyone.

It wasn't until he walked with his head down for half an hour that Lu Qin spoke: "This time we won five places in the White Leaf Gate, I believe that the second son of the Bai family will definitely find a chance to deal with us, everyone be careful, gather here every day." Also, although there are many treasures in the poison valley, there are also various toxins, and everyone needs to be careful. ”

With Lu Qin's careful arrangement, everyone has a bottom in their hearts.

The opportunities in the Poison Valley are not suitable for forming a group, everyone can only go their own way, because the Poison Valley has always had a saying of "following the direction of the heart", and everyone can only calm down when they enter the Poison Valley, "hear the call from the bottom of their hearts", and then follow the feeling to find the most suitable treasure and opportunity for themselves.

Of course, the size of the poison valley does not guide everyone, and those who can hear the call from the bottom of their hearts are all greatly accomplished.

And which one of those who entered this poison valley was not the elite of each sect, and which one did not have the aura of genius on him? Therefore, it is natural that everyone feels that they are one of the so-called people who have great creation, and those who have no fate must be others.

With this kind of thought, everyone doesn't want to walk with others, they all want to "listen to the call of their hearts", even if they don't get anything in the end, they have tried hard and will not leave regrets.

This involves a bit far, there is something called Dao Heart, just like Luo Xuejiao's subconscious lack of confidence when facing Xiao Yue, that is, there is something wrong with Dao Heart.

Therefore, this treasure hunt in the Poison Valley is also an opportunity to strengthen the Dao heart, whether you find the treasure or not, at least dare to believe that you are a person of great creation, dare to listen to the call of your heart, instead of admitting defeat before you try, just this tempering of the Dao heart is already half the success.

If someone had the idea of following others from the beginning and took her Dao Heart, I am afraid it would be ruined.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

For example, Lin forgot to worry.

What is Daoxin? Lin Wangwu couldn't figure it out, she only knew how to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages. Listen to your inner voice? Lin Wangwu will not worry, she will only judge where there is a treasure with her divine sense, and then go to pick up the leak.

Anyway, there is a forest in the poison valley, just like a mouse in the granary, and it is a huge amount of food.

When everyone else was listening to their inner voices, Lin Wangwu had already let go of his legs and ran.

This poisonous valley has a strong restriction on divine consciousness, and Lin Wangwu can only sense things that are tens of meters away, but even so, Lin Wangwu has already sensed that there are treasures in three places at this moment.

Lin Wangxian didn't care if it was suitable for her, she only knew that now everyone else was busy listening to their hearts, and if they didn't do it at this moment, when would they wait?

Therefore, when others were still listening carefully, Lin Wangwu had already swept away.

The Poison Valley is a land of restrictions, not only is it very restrictive to the divine sense, but it is also unable to fly with objects, and can only rely on two legs.

Lin Wangwu is now a little grateful for the devil training of the senior sister, so that her body is not too weak, and she can still run when she runs to grab treasures or something.

Not being able to fly is a very painful thing for many high-ranking monks, but in order to find a treasure that suits them, no one will complain.

Fortunately, the Poison Valley Trial is not the first time, and each sect has predecessors who have been there, and they will all have a set of experience summaries.

Therefore, everyone who comes here will get some education, that is, after entering the valley, as long as they are separated from the team, the first thing must be to "listen to the call of their hearts", because the treasures are limited, and they are afraid of being taken first.

For example, if two people have similar physiques, they will be summoned by the same treasure, that is, whoever gets it first will be whom, and once the Lord is recognized, the sense of summoning will not be there. And everyone who enters the Poison Valley can only receive one summoning.

So, it's better to strike first.

This leads to zhì, all the people who enter the valley are obedient, listening to the words of their predecessors, everyone is quietly perceiving.

And only Lin Wangwei, who was disobedient, relied on his small range of divine sense and intuition for treasures to collect treasures non-stop.

So after this Poison Valley trial, people often say such a strange feeling: "I tried to listen to the call from the bottom of my heart, and I felt that I had heard it, but I suddenly lost contact. I really started to feel as soon as I entered the valley, it can't be that someone sensed it first, I promise, something must have gone wrong. ”

Poor, the wrong thing, is now lying in the picture of ten thousand beasts that Lin forgot to worry about.

Lin Wangwu looked for it with a smile, feeling like he had found a treasure, but in fact, he had found a treasure.

It's just that Lin Wang's Xiaobao has picked up a lot, but there is nothing that makes her feel excited.

Lin Wangwei is a good boy, and while he is looking for treasures, he also doesn't forget to pay attention to other people.

Of course, it is not to pay attention to Xiao Yue and Qin Xun, but to Xin Su, Luo Xuejiao, Luo Yuncheng, Hou Xiang, Bai Er Gongzi and the like.

Coincidentally, Lin Wangwu casually turned around, and actually ran into Hou Xiang, who had his eyes closed tightly and a look of excitement and longing.

This thing is really, do you think Poison Valley is his Houjia Village or Baiyemen? There weren't any strong elders to cover him here.

In this case, he still put on a satisfied and fascinated expression after hearing the "call".

His face is a thief's face, and he almost engraved a few words: I found a baby.

If it was in the White Leaf Gate, no one would dare to rob him of the treasure in the heart of the White Leaf Gate Elder, but here, it was the Poison Valley. Don't rob white, don't rob.

Speaking of which, it was Lin Wangwu who wronged Hou Xiang, and only a guy like Lin Wangwu who had a divine sense against the sky could find Hou Xiang from such a distance, and the other people were in this poisonous valley, and their divine sense had been limited to only one to three meters, and it was difficult to find other people at all, and even if they did, they couldn't see their expressions clearly.

Not to mention that everyone is either on the way to treasure hunting at the moment, or in the induction, how can anyone be as boring as Lin Wangwei. R1152