Liu Hang picked up a cup and took a sip gently, the entrance was slightly astringent, and after turning around in his mouth, the slight astringency disappeared and turned into sweetness. Liu Hang exclaimed, this tea is really good, much better than those who drink it without any taste.

The rest of the people laughed when they heard this, and a big man next to him said excitedly: How about it, I said that this Liu Daoyou has the same hobby as mine, and I also like to have a heavy mouth.

Not only do I like heavy tea, but I also like heavy chicks. Brother Liu, come, let's have a drink.

Hearing the rough words of the big man, Liu Hang touched the cup with the big man in a cold sweat, and said that he liked this tea, but the heavy taste of the girl didn't seem to be his own dish.

Everyone chatted a few words, Liu Hang asked these people at the table, there should be hundreds of Taoist friends who came to participate in the trial this time, why are there only a few dozen in the square.

A bearded monk at the next table sneered and replied, "They don't want to do it yet, they are all in retreat."

Daoist friends should have heard before they came here, there are hundreds of monks from our lower sect alone, and there are still 800 monks in the eight major peaks, a total of more than 1,000 monks to compete for fifty places, do you think there is hope for our lower sect monks?

The monks of the Eight Great Peaks have cultivated in such an environment since childhood, not to mention anything else, from exercises to martial arts to magic weapons, we don't know how much worse than them. The bearded monk said with some frustration and did not continue.

The monk who poured tea for Liu Hang continued: The main thing is that they have a choice, we don't.

They knew that the card was fifty years old, and they tried their best to participate in the trial around the age of fifty, and the realm was basically above the third layer of Jindan.

We were selected by the inspectors to participate in the national competition, and there is no choice at all, and in the face of this hard-won opportunity, we will not even have the opportunity to participate in the trial if we don't cherish it.

It's okay now, at least I've seen the majesty of the Shangzong. It's not for nothing.

Liu Hang listened for a long time and found that these people were complaining about the unfairness of the system set by Shangzong.

Liu Hang understood that these people were all monks who had lost faith in themselves, and it would be a miracle if they participated in the trial with this mentality.

Then Liu Hang simply chatted with these people and left, he felt that there was no need to waste time here, it was better to go back and sleep well if he had this time.

The rest of the monks in the square seemed to know what Liu Hang was thinking, and they all looked at Liu Hang with a sneer, as if they were laughing at Liu Hang for doing useless work like those monks.

Liu Hang knows how these people see him, if Liu Hang's friend Liu Hang will tell the other party, you don't even have the courage to try once, how will you face one difficulty after another in the future.

There is no fairness in the cultivation world in the first place, if you think about fairness everywhere, then you are not suitable to stay in the cultivation world, it is better to return to the world as soon as possible and live a beautiful life.

But in the square

Those monks are not even friends, they are just some strangers, and Liu Hang has no need to talk about these things.

Liu Hang, who returned to his residence, was relieved that he was not going out, and there would only be more and more people in the square, but the monk with a firm heart would not change his mind because of some people around him.

waited until the day of the trial to start, and three consecutive cannon shots woke up Liu Hang, who felt the power of the rules.

A majestic voice sounded in the air: All the participating disciples followed the few elders outside the door to gather in the main peak hall, and there must be no mistake.

All the disciples who heard the voice stood up and saluted, and said respectfully: Disciple obeys.

Then the fish rushed out, Liu Hang followed the large army and walked outside, and when he reached the door, he saw that the three elders in front of him were already waiting there quietly.

It wasn't until all the participating monks came out that the three elders stretched out their hands and threw them, releasing three flying boats, and a magic duel was played, and the flying boats instantly became larger.

The three elders flew up and stood at the bow of the boat, and all the disciples got up and jumped on the flying boat one after another, and after everyone came up, the three elders urged Yuan Li, and the flying boat flew upwards with a whizz.

Liu Hang looked at the beautiful reliefs on the huge palace in front of him, and the white clouds slowly fluttering at the bottom of the palace made Liu Hang feel as if he was in the fairy world.

The disciples around him were similar to Liu Hang, and they had never seen such a beautiful palace at all.

The three elders didn't have the intention of letting Liu Hang stay here to enjoy the scenery, and the flying boat flew towards the main hall square, and when Liu Hang came back to his senses, the flying boat had already come to the square and was slowly landing.

Liu Hang looked down, and the square was divided into eight phalanxes, each with a hundred monks.

Several elders in front of the phalanx stood there quietly, with a neat lineup, plus the confidence exuded by these people. In an instant, the minds of these people on the flying boat were drawn to it.

After so many life and death experiences, Liu Hang was not affected by those things underground at all, and even Liu Hang was still talking in his heart, fortunately these elders picked them up late, otherwise it would be tiring enough to stand quietly like this.

After the flying boat stopped, the three elders said lightly: "Line up by yourself." Then he retracted the boat and stood quietly in front.

Liu Hang thought to himself, it is estimated that these three old guys see that they have no hope, and they are also cannon fodder, so they don't care so much.

But come to think of it, in any case, they are also geniuses in the major lower sects.

After the initial confusion, they quickly began to assemble and stand in line, and in a while, a huge phalanx composed of more than 400 people took shape. The square fell silent again.

More than ten minutes later, with the sound of three cannons, the door of the main hall opened, and the elder of Tianjian Mountain stepped out.

Walking in the middle was a thin old man, who looked like he was over a hundred years old.

With gray hair, gray beard, and an old face, if it weren't for being surrounded by these Yuanying elders, Liu Hang would still think that this old man

It's an old man who is dying.

When these big figures in the sect came to the crowd, they automatically divided into two teams, standing on the left and right sides of the old man.

The old man in the middle looked at the people standing quietly below and smiled and said: You are the younger generation of the sect, and in the future, the pillars of Tianjian Mountain, the future of Tianjian Mountain will finally be handed over to you.

I'm talking about the fifty disciples who advanced in the end, so you have to work hard to get a top fifty place so that I can remember you, let Heavenly Sword Mountain remember you, and let the Mystic Law Great Road remember you. The old man said impassionedly, listening to the blood boiling of the disciples below.

Then the old man's voice changed and said: This trial, as before, will be completed in an independent space in the extraterritorial battlefield.

(End of chapter)

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