PS: Thanks to the local tyrant [sidneyliu] for the reward of 400 starting coins

Pushing open the window, last night's drizzle had stopped.

Fresh air mixed with the scent of earth, trees and wildflowers suddenly hits your face. The sun had just risen, revealing a faint glimmer on the horizon.

As far as the eye can see, the wooden houses made of trees are set against the mountains, and they are a quiet and green color.

At this time, some disciples had already gotten up early, hurriedly washed up, pushed open the gate, and gradually moved away towards the mountainside.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, a smile slowly swayed on the corner of his mouth, pushed open the gate, and walked towards the mountainside together with this crowd.

Usually, Lin Feng lived in a simple house, and did not have too much contact with outsiders, except for some necessary things to go out, he was more inclined to practice the Yuan Fa well.

It was also at this time that he discovered that there were really a lot of disciples who had been sent to Slaughtering Peak in the past month, and there were a hundred fewer disciples.

When mixed in the crowd, listening to the excitement and yearning of those people for the first trial, Lin Feng only smiled slightly, there were also disciples like him who probably knew the true purpose of the first trial, but at this time, most of them looked at the disciples who were still full of joy with cold eyes, and occasionally sneered.

There was contempt in his eyes.

It is not far from the disciple's residence to the mountainside, even if it is an ordinary person, it only takes one or two hours to walk, not to mention that all the disciples are monks, and the worst one also has the cultivation of the second grade of Yangyuan, even in the conversation and laughter, the speed is several times, dozens of times faster than that of ordinary people.

So, just a few minutes later, the crowd came to the entrance to the mountainside.

Ordinary people on the mountainside of Slaughter Peak are shrouded in a thick layer of mist, which is rumored to contain extremely powerful prohibitions, and if you accidentally step into it, there is only one way to die.

Therefore, even if there was no one on duty on the mountainside, the disciples did not dare to enter the mountainside directly, and quietly waited for the disciples of the slaughtering peak to come and guide everyone.

It wasn't until the sky was completely bright that a sheep's intestine path slowly revealed in the fog on the mountainside.

The two disciples in black robes walked out coldly and glanced at the disciples, and at this moment, even the arrogant disciples obediently lowered their heads under their glances.

After a satisfied glance, the two disciples said to the disciples, "Come with me, there are many formations in the mist, if you take a wrong step, I won't be able to save you, follow the path I have walked." ”

As he spoke, he ignored everyone and turned straight towards the path.

Looking at the figures of the two disciples, Lin Feng frowned slightly, at that moment just now, although they did not show any momentum, Lin Feng still felt a faint sense of oppression on them.

Even though it is very clear, it is indeed the same as the feeling that I had when I faced Liu Yuan that day.

"It's just two receiving disciples, so they have the cultivation of the Ning Yuan Period?" Lin Feng sighed secretly in his heart, then restrained his expression, and honestly followed the steps of the disciples and walked towards the sheep intestine path.

The path was not wide, it could only accommodate two disciples walking side by side, except for the area of half a meter around them, they were all shrouded in a fog.

The fog was very thick, even if Lin Feng stood in front of the fog, he could only vaguely see the range of three meters, but even the objects within the three meters were all shrouded in a light veil, and they couldn't see clearly in the hazy and hazy.

Perhaps feeling the fear of the unknown, the new disciple didn't speak, just quietly followed the footsteps of the two leading disciples.

The atmosphere was a little depressing for a while.

Lin Feng walked quietly, casually looking at the fog on both sides.

"Huh?" Suddenly, as if he had seen something extremely surprising, Lin Feng suddenly turned his head to look at the corner that he had inadvertently swept just now, and the steps under his feet seemed to be nailed, and he couldn't move a step.

Looking at the things in the mist, Lin Feng's eyes slowly narrowed, and the danger of Slaughter Peak in his heart was once again signaled as a danger.

"Let's go! What are you kid stopping for! A scolding voice came, and a disciple behind him immediately scolded when he saw Lin Feng stop.

As he spoke, a big hand wanted to climb up Lin Feng's shoulders, and slightly to one side, avoiding the big hand that came from the roar, Lin Feng's eyes flashed a trace of coldness.

When the disciple saw that Lin Feng had dodged his attack, his hands immediately began to pinch the technique, and he actually wanted to cast the Yuan Method.

But at this moment, a rather familiar voice came.

"This junior brother, now in this fog, if you delay everyone's trip, I'm afraid the two senior brothers in front will not be happy."

Lin Feng turned around and found that it was Lin Ke, still as he had seen that night, Lin Ke was dressed in white like snow, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his voice seemed to contain some kind of strange magic, even if he didn't make any movements, it was unconsciously convincing.

After hearing Lin Ke's words, the disciple seemed quite hesitant, and when he saw that the two leading disciples in front of him were already looking this way, he immediately stopped his hand and glanced at Lin Feng fiercely.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Ke also walked to Lin Feng's side.

Lin Feng glanced at Lin Ke quite complicatedly, and at that moment, when Lin Ke spoke, he already felt a trace of strangeness.

Except for the reason for the two disciples, it should be Lin Ke who forced that disciple to stop!

Facing Lin Feng's complicated eyes, Lin Ke just smiled, and then said casually, "Senior Brother Lin doesn't have to care, this kind of thing happens every year in Slaughter Peak, and after seeing it more, I get used to it." ”

Saying that, Lin Ke talked and laughed with Lin Feng for a few more words, and I have to say that Lin Ke's handling of interpersonal relationships is really very ingenious.

Even when talking about some interesting things, they are all to the point, and they don't chatter, and talking to him, it is easy to make people have a faint sense of peace, and there seems to be a strange charm.

But Lin Feng's feelings about Lin Ke were still extremely complicated, and he knew that Lin Ke's words were not about that disciple finding fault.

This kind of trivial matter is not worth mentioning, whether in Lin Ke's heart or in his heart.

Lin Ke was referring to the corpse that Lin Feng saw in the mist!

Even if he was shrouded in mist, Lin Feng could still see clearly, it was a human corpse!

Moreover, the robe covered by the bones was the robe on the two leading disciples in front of him, and the surface of the robe was more noble than that of the two leading disciples.

Because the robes on the two leading disciples only have one blood line, but on that corpse, there are four blood lines, which shows that whether it is cultivation or status, the owner of the robe is stronger than the two monks of the Ning Yuan period.

But it was such a noble cultivator, and his bones were scattered on the side of the road at will!

What made Lin Feng feel even more complicated was that it was only three meters on the side of the road, and he saw the corpse of a noble Ning Yuan monk!

Then how many corpses are still hidden in this fog that stretches for more than ten miles! In this huge slaughtering peak, how many people have died in vain!

Could it be that even under the path they walked, there were the remains of a noble monk buried!

At this moment, Lin Feng's heart suddenly felt a chill for no reason, and the whole person seemed to be frozen, and a cold breath rose from the small tail bone to the top of his head.

Even though it was still the end of summer, he still felt the biting bones of winter!