"Senior brother, what do you mean by this trial? It's so simple, is it because we are all disciples who have just started to practice, so we change the Fa to give us the starting capital? ”

"Senior brother, I don't know, but before coming to the slaughtering peak, a cousin told me that the slaughtering peak is very dangerous, let me be careful, this trial should not be so simple, if you want me to see, the problem should come from the small world, maybe the small world is a dangerous place, maybe it is not a dangerous place."

"Whatever, anyway, there are two middle-level disciples to protect him, and when the time comes, as long as our two senior brothers follow them closely, it shouldn't be particularly sad, otherwise, if the danger of the small world can't even be dealt with by the senior brothers in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, then it will not be a trial, but a death." What do you think? Bro? ”

"It should be like this, but what does that little world mean?"

"I don't know, I've never heard anyone mention it, so it's supposed to be a dangerous place."

Listening to the conversation between the two, the corners of Lin Feng's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly for a moment, even if they were just ordinary people before they entered the Qingyun Sect, but after they entered the outer gate, didn't the Dharma Lecture Hall talk about some cultivation knowledge every day?

If I remember correctly, the situation in the small world had already been talked about on the seventh day that Lin Feng entered the outer gate, didn't these two go to the class?

Just when Lin Feng was secretly complaining in his heart, the middle-aged monks had already been assigned to the group of nearly a thousand people, and during the second period, there were already nearly six hundred monks around the middle stage of Yang Yuan, who had already come to the square.

It seemed that they were afraid of the intimidation of the middle-aged monks, and they were standing on the edge of the square at the moment, not pointing fingers, just looking at their noses and noses, and closing their eyes and minds.

Then it was to redistribute the disciples of the middle stage of Yang Yuan, of course, whether it was to assign thousands of disciples such as Lin Feng, or to assign disciples to the middle stage of Yang Yuan, the middle-aged monks all stood quietly in the square, closed their eyes and recuperated, and let the two leading disciples to distribute them.

Thanks to the rather natural aura on his body, if you don't look closely, you really can't find the middle-aged monk.

This has been verified by a mid-stage cultivator, when the mid-stage disciple came to the square, did not notice the middle-aged monk for a while, laughed and teased with the two leading disciples.

But when he realized that no matter what he said, the two guiding disciples had serious expressions, he was shocked that something was wrong, and it was at this moment that the middle-aged monk opened his eyes and glanced at him.

Even if he just glanced at it, he closed his eyes again and pondered, without saying anything or showing any displeasure, as if he were looking at it a little boredly.

But the disciple in the middle stage of Yang Yuan was also immediately frightened and turned pale, his legs were weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

This also allowed Lin Feng and the others to get a glimpse of the middle-aged monk's transcendent status within the Slaughter Peak, as well as his unrivaled might!

When the two disciples were assigned to all the disciples, the middle-aged monk disappeared directly into the square, just as he was naturally when he came.

When he disappeared directly, even if he was staring at Lin Feng, who was a middle-aged monk, he still didn't notice anything wrong, but when several mid-stage disciples of Yang Yuan around him let out a breath like a pardon, Lin Feng suddenly realized that the middle-aged monk had left without knowing when.

"This power?" Lin Feng looked at the place where the middle-aged monk left in a daze, but a chill suddenly rose in his heart!

This kind of natural power, whether it is the appearance of the middle-aged monk or the departure of the middle-aged monk, he did not find anything wrong, the feeling of being incomparably natural, as if he was already here, or he had already left.

If it is used for assassination, who else can resist his assassination?

Lin Feng didn't know, but he understood that if the middle-aged monk wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be aware of it at all, maybe when he was practicing, his eyes would go dark, and he would die!

The middle-aged monk who was waiting left, and although the application of the two disciples had not changed much, Lin Feng could clearly feel that it seemed to be much easier than just now.

"Alright, give you half an hour to prepare! Half an hour later, the trial begins! ”

After hearing this, the lowly disciples also began to talk one by one, but at this moment, a disciple had already crossed the crowd, and Lin Feng found that it was one of those sneering disciples before entering the mist.

Walking up to the two leading disciples, the disciple said respectfully, "The disciple has seen two senior brothers, and the disciple wants to exchange the yuan stone for points. ”

One of the leading disciples opened his eyes, and he glanced at him quite boredly, "Exchange a piece of yuan stone for a little point value, and go to the sundries hall to exchange it yourself." ”

"Yes." The disciple bowed respectfully, and then walked into the hall of sundries.

The lowly disciples, especially the disciples who were going to go through the first trial, were already in an uproar at this time, they didn't know the value of the points at first, and it was only at this time that they learned that they were actually precious.

A piece of Yuan Stone!

They were in the outer gate, and they were only supplied with two or three yuan stones every month, but just one trial rewarded them with resources that could only be obtained for nearly twenty or thirty months, almost a year and a half.

And all they need to do is to survive peacefully for seven days under the protection of the disciples in the middle stage of Yangyuan.

Is there a simpler way to obtain the Yuan Stone?

Especially the two new disciples in the same group as Lin Feng, their faces were full of excitement at this time, if it weren't for the fact that they were in the square at this time, it is estimated that they would have jumped up and cheered.

Sixty yuan stones, if you want to change them at the outer gate, it is almost exhausting and tired for a year, and it is impossible to get them.

It's just that the senior brother is still a little calm after all, and after thinking for a while, he found that something is wrong, if the first trial is not only easy, but also gives them sixty yuan stones for nothing, no matter how you think about it, this kind of thing will not appear in the Demon Dao Sect.

So the senior brother pulled another disciple and whispered something in his ear, as if he was afraid of being overheard, and the disciple also deliberately set up a layer of Yuan Force shield at the junction of their mouths and ears.

Slowly, the disciple's expression also changed. Lin Feng didn't care about the small movements of the two, so at this time, he was concentrating on one of the mid-stage Yang Yuan disciples who was responsible for leading the team in their group, and chatting with the other group of Yang Yuan middle stage disciples.

Of the two leading monks in Lin Feng's group, one was a monk with a coffin on his back and a dead face. The other was a monk in a bloody robe.

At this time, the blood-robed monk was chatting with another group, a leading monk who was also wearing a blood-robed monk.

It's just that the blood-robed monks in Lin Feng's group, when facing the other group of blood-robed monks, their posture is a little low, and the whole person has a sad face.