Chapter 12: The Scarlet Trial
It was nearly noon, and the orange and yellow sun on the mountain was a little hot.
The copper-skinned wheels were knocked by stones on the mountain road, and the carriage trembled violently as if it were about to fall apart.
The coachman who was on the way looked back at the curtain of the carriage with some concern, and although he could not see the movement inside, he was faintly worried about the man who had sat in his carriage this morning.
The man's appearance didn't look very reassuring, especially the figure wrapped in a gray and black blanket, and the pale face, which looked like he was suffering from some serious illness.
Although he made a generous move, the old farmer in the mountains did not have any bad intentions, he was just worried about his physical condition.
After thinking about it, the coachman still took the time to ask.
"Yellow Maple Valley is far away from here, if you want to see a doctor......
Before he could finish speaking, there were several banging sounds in the carriage, and it was obvious that the people inside patted the window frame, not wanting to talk about it more.
When the coachman saw this, it was not good to say anything.
In the carriage, a man was half-lying in the carriage, and his chest wrapped in a blanket faintly showed a faint touch of gold.
Originally, Chen Jue planned to gamble again, but he didn't expect this wild wolf gang to be so uneasy.
Han Li's family of eight was all killed, but he didn't really care, but in this way, there was one less reason to contain Han Li.
Originally, he was already completely sure that after assessing Han Li's strength level, he could completely use his family to set up a game.
Relying on the remaining resources of the Wild Wolf Gang, Chen Jue could completely build a defensive tower formation to besiege and kill Han Li!
"Idiot."
secretly scolded the kitchen master of the Seven Xuanmen in his heart, and Chen Jue was really a little angry in his heart.
However, thinking that the kitchen master wouldn't live long, it was impossible for Han Li, who was furious, to leave him alive.
The mountain road is long, and you can ride alone.
From the Seven Xuanmen of Caixia Mountain to the Yellow Maple Valley where immortal cultivators practice, it can be said that it is a long road and far away.
It's just that Chen Jue can't do anything now, and Han Li will also delay in Mo Juren's hometown for a while to find an antidote, which can be regarded as offsetting the time he is in a hurry.
The time consumption of arranging the Qingzhu Pagoda could not be completed in three or five days, and Han Li would not stay in the Mo family for too long, not to mention that with the resources in Chen Jue's hands, it was simply unrealistic to block Han Li in the Mo family.
"Yellow Maple Valley?"
A thought flashed, Chen Jue looked at the gray curtain, his eyes passed through the car window, and through the mountains, as if he saw that there were more mountains beyond the mountains.
Jianzhou is located in the northern part of the Yue Kingdom, is one of the thirteen states of the Yue Kingdom, with many mountains, rivers and hills, sparsely populated, and at the same time bordered the Yuanwu Kingdom.
The Taiyue Mountains are located in the west of Jianzhou, with a radius of thousands of miles, not only all kinds of wild beasts and birds of prey emerge in endlessly, but also are the primeval mountains and forests that are inaccessible to people.
And that huge mountain range, which is almost thousands of miles, has actually been occupied by the Yellow Maple Valley, one of the seven great immortal cultivation sects of the Yue Kingdom, for thousands of years.
Because there is a large Qimen array covered, under the cover of the illusion, it seems that the mountains are steep and the trees are lush, but in fact, there are many buildings and halls in the mountains, and there are even some immortal cultivators who step on leaf-shaped magic weapons, flying around in the low altitude, constantly busy.
Three years later.
In the north of Jianzhou, on a barren mountain on the border between Yue and Yuanwu, there are dozens of tall and short people in yellow shirts.
Their clothes fluttered in the wind, and they were all different ages. There were young and old, but they all stood silently.
At the back corner of the crowd divided into two columns stood a dark-faced, ordinary-looking young man.
He kept his head down, always looking at his toes, his eyes did not dare to squint, and seemed to be very restrained.
No one could have imagined that this seemingly restrained country boy was resentful and unwilling at the moment.
In the three years of Huang Feng Valley, with the qualification of the pseudo-spirit root alone, he could take care of the medicine garden every day, but he could jump from the ninth layer of the Evergreen Gong to the eleventh layer.
Such an achievement was enough to attract attention, but Han Li didn't care, and even felt that it was far from enough.
In the past three years, he would think of the Seven Xuanmen every day, and the eight corpses hanging next to the Caixia Mountain Road.
"Father Han Tiansheng, eldest brother Han Tie, second brother ......"
Familiar and unfamiliar names flashed through his mind, and Han Li's heart was like a knife, and he couldn't help but tremble as he clenched his fists and tried his best to stabilize his emotions.
The rickety figure in Caixia Mountain three years ago, the immortal cultivator who turned wood into essence!
Over the years, Han Li had questioned himself countless times if he had made the right choice, if he hadn't walked out of the ravine, if he hadn't chosen this path, then how could his family and friends have suffered mishaps?
"Am I wrong? Or is it a mistake on this day? ”
With absolute hatred, Han Li raised his head slightly and glanced at the distant sky.
This world is vast, all living beings are vast, and no one cares about his loved ones who died tragically.
"Don't ask ants, are the beings of heaven and earth just dogs and chickens after all?"
The clenched fists faintly saw the green tendons rise sharply, and Han Li clenched his teeth, faintly feeling the smell of blood in his mouth.
Perhaps it was because Han Li was so angry at the moment that he didn't even notice that among the five people who led the team, the Senior Uncle Wang who had led him in the past took the time to look back at him.
As for Han Li's cultivation speed, even this Senior Uncle Wang was quite surprised.
It stands to reason that a young descendant of a pseudo-spiritual root, no matter how you count it, can only be said to have mediocre qualifications, and he is not an important position in the sect, just a miscellaneous servant who manages the medicine garden.
But such an ordinary young man has jumped to the eleventh level of Evergreen Gong in just three years with an almost genius talent.
I have to say that the reason for this is that Uncle Wang, who is in charge of things, can't help but secretly write down the name "Han Li".
"I didn't expect this son to be a little bold, and he dared to participate in the blood-colored trial with a mere eleventh layer of cultivation."
A thought flashed in his heart, and Senior Uncle Wang glanced back at Han Li, but unfortunately he didn't see his face.
The Scarlet Trial is a long-standing tradition of the Seven Great Sects of the Yue Kingdom, and since the discovery of the forbidden land where the elixir grows, the Seven Great Sects have joined forces to manage that area.
Every five years, a group of disciples from the seven major sects will be selected to enter it, with no rules or restrictions, as long as they can bring back herbs.
Because the cultivation realm was limited to the Qi refining period, these juniors were still very restrained at the beginning, but with the increase in the consumption of elixir, gradually the elixir in the forbidden land of the blood-colored trial was no longer abundant, and some small means and small frictions gradually evolved into real blood-colored trials.
Now, although these elders in charge of Huang Feng Valley still looked as usual, some of the dozens of Huang Feng Valley disciples lined up in two rows behind them were already blue with fright.
Life and death are not taboo, the way of heaven is supreme, this world is so cruel.
Everyone's thoughts were still in their hearts, and suddenly someone whispered an exclamation, and everyone raised their heads to look.
A few star-like lights flickered in the sky, followed by a series of black dots.
Below the black dots, the silver light flickered, and it seemed that the black dots were riding these starlight and coming from outside the sky.
When the figure gradually became clear, I saw a group of immortal cultivators wearing gray Taoist robes, holding dust whisks and hair in a bun, quite formal.
The light under their feet turned out to be a white and flawless rainbow bridge, and the rainbow bridge was dotted with silver light, and I don't know what it was inlaid with.
There was a high-eyed person in the crowd who could see the origin of those people at a glance and discussed in a low voice.
"It's a disciple of the Qingxu Sect, that's their flying magic weapon, Xue Hongya."
Seeing the arrival of other sect disciples, several leading elders of Huang Feng Valley naturally greeted him, and Senior Uncle Wang didn't have time to take care of Han Li, so he went straight up to chat a few words.
With the appearance of the Qingxu Sect, it didn't take long for the disciples of several other sects to arrive one by one.
Riding on the Tianyue Shenzhou carved from a huge green jade, the white-clothed disciples of the Moon Covering Sect are handsome and chic, handsome men and beautiful women, and they are indeed worthy of the name of Covering the Moon.
On the ship, the leader is a woman dressed as a woman, and her every move is full of beauty and beauty.
She is the leader of this Moon Occultation Sect, the Neon Dress Fairy.
Not long after, the people from the Giant Sword Gate also came.
They were all dressed in black, carrying a one-man tall unsheathed giant sword, and their expressions were extremely cold.
Compared with the coldness of the Giant Sword Gate, the people of Spirit Beast Mountain were dressed in colorful clothes, and there were a lot of various skins and pockets on their bodies.
On closer inspection, it seems that there are still living creatures agitating in the skin, so that others can't help but be a little vigilant when they see it.
In addition to these five sects being a little conspicuous, the disciples of Huadaowu and Tianque Fort are a lot more disciplined, except for the slightly surprising costumes of the sects, the reactions of the disciples in the sect are similar to those of the disciples of Huang Fenggu, and there are many people who are nervous.
From the bright side, the disciples of the Occult Moon Sect, the Giant Sword Sect, and the Spirit Beast Mountain, the cultivation of the disciples of these three major sects should be stronger than the other four sects, and you can see some clues from their expressions alone.
While the elders of the seven sects were talking to each other, the disciples of the Seven Great Sects were also secretly looking at the conspicuous figures.
Beyond the small words, the black and thin Han Li stood in the corner inconspicuously.
"I'm sure I'll get Tsukidan this time. If you destroy the blood feud, there will be blood payment! ”
With a roar in his heart, he finally woke up from the painful memory, and when he looked up, he didn't know if it was an illusion that he noticed that someone seemed to be looking at him in the dark.
Han Li's gaze on others was very keen, and he turned his head suddenly, and was shocked to find that there was a young man in a yellow shirt behind him.
Compared to his dark and thin face, the young man's face was a little strangely pale, as if he had spent too much money on a worldly gentleman.
Somehow, when Han Li saw him, he subconsciously frowned and asked.
"You are?"
The corners of the young man's mouth, who was a little pale, lifted slightly, and he looked at Han Li and smiled kindly.
"The small surname is Chen, the single name is a Jue character, next to the word Wang, and next to the word jade."