The one who took the lead was still the Xianbei Gu Mo Lun, and behind him were several young geniuses from foreign lands, followed by the three sons of Zhong Hui who occupied the main field, and finally the steady pace of King Zuo Xian. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the eyes of everyone, these young geniuses stopped along the path in front of a small gate with a bamboo fence at the doorway of a stone bowl the size of a basin, and in the middle of the stone bowl was a stone pestle the length of a small arm.

These young people naturally glanced at it in a hurry, but they didn't stay, and they didn't have the leisure to do so.

Gu Molun was the first to step over the bamboo fence, and the moment he stepped in, a piece of thatch more than a meter high suddenly appeared in front of him, and an endless green lawn as far as the eye could see.

If you want to walk up, you have to walk through this thatched bush.

Is it as simple as that?

Gu Mo Lun walked into it, and then his complexion changed drastically, and his speed slowed down instantly.

And after him, several teenagers entered, and in the eyes of everyone, these figures all suddenly became slow, obviously just plunged into the grass, but it felt like their hands and feet were being dragged together, and every step was extremely painful and laborious, and this lawn was like a green ocean, with no end, and no direction in sight.

The Ruma was a little faster than the others behind him, but his face was still dripping with sweat.

It's just that he gritted his teeth, his eyes were like ink, he swept his head slightly, and then he seemed to be walking on the ground.

There was a layer of Gang Qi around him, constantly consuming, and those thatches were like countless sharp swords, and on the Gang Qi shield, ripples flashed one after another.

And after him, those teenagers are much more difficult, every time they lift their feet forward, they will grit their teeth, as if they have exhausted their will, and finally move forward a few steps, some people can't bear it, and scratch on their bodies, but, the more like this, the more itchy his body is, those thatch rubbed over his body, like countless swords slashing over his skin, not fatal, but extremely itchy, and constantly devouring the true yuan, these thatchs ignore the clothes, and directly scratch on the flesh.

It's a test of willpower.

In the square, although everyone could not touch this thatch, they seemed to be able to feel their painful expressions, like countless ants crawling on their bodies and tearing mercilessly.

This piece of grassland spreads indefinitely, and there is no end in sight.

Therefore, if you want to pass, you can only endure endless torture, and after walking for a long time, look at a piece of grass in front of you, look at a piece of grass in the back, and see endless despair in sight.

This is the first level of mountaineering in the inner courtyard, and there is no choice but to do the prairie.

Constantly resisting the endless itch, constantly taking monotonous and boring steps, and then the whole mind is only a piece of green, but there is no end in sight, pain and despair, until the physical and psychological collapse.

On the square, everyone was looking at these teenagers, trudging with difficulty, and their faces showed unbearable expressions.

By this time, of course, everyone thought that no one would try to climb any more, so they began to bring out the prepared food and boiling water and discuss with each other.

Looking at these teenagers who were caught in the grassland, like betting on horses, they guessed who would be able to get out in the end.

And Xiahou Yuan, the eldest princess, and the nobles were also on the viewing platform and commented.

Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamations from the crowd, and in the grassland, someone began to try to use force, turning into sword qi and harvesting the thatch around them.

At the same time, in the grassland, there were flames one after another, and some people tried to burn the damned thatch with the fire.

Anyway, in the end, as long as you climb to the top of the mountain, and the inner courtyard does not clearly give this level that you have to endure this endless torture, and you can only pass the level after completing the journey with a dead eye.

It's just that after the sword qi passed, the flames dissipated.

People saw that the harvested thatch grew out of the soil quickly before they blinked, and the newly grown thatch leaves were like freshly cast swords, even sharper!

The smugness on the faces of those teenagers froze instantly.

Silence, deep silence, and then endless despair.

"It's going to drive people crazy, I'm not playing, quitting, quitting!"

Finally, a teenager from Shanyue gave up.

The envoys who accompanied Shanyue Kingdom naturally had ugly faces, and they didn't think that just by passing through the test of a grassland, their own genius would be defeated like this.

In the grassland, those young people walked slower and slower, and the more they walked, the more painful it became, and from time to time some people chose to give up.

Zhong Hui and the three of them walked in the middle, but they were still fighting to the death, the true yuan in their bodies was constantly flowing, and the clothes on their backs were full of sweat.

After all, the Gu Mo Wheel is a little more cultivated into a high mountain, and it is relatively easy to walk, the royal blue clothes pass through the grass, but the brows are also tightly locked, looking east and west, looking for a way out.

And at the end of this group of people, Zuo Xianwang put his hands behind his back, and along the way, there was a terrifying Gang Qi shield around his body, and the thatch within half a meter was stretched open by the shield.

Under the strong strength, it was just a leisurely walk for him, so from the last person, he continued to surpass the people in front of him one by one.

It's just that every time he surpasses a person, there is no trace of pride or mockery on his face, just walking very calmly.

It was as if he had never seen it, that is, when he passed by the Kuma Wheel, he had not looked sideways.

Along the way, there has never been any opponent in his eyes, only the top of the mountain, the step, and then the mountain, that's all.

At his feet, it was as if these endless thatches had also chosen to surrender, or they were bored with the ease and freedom of King Zuoxian.

At the end of the meadow appeared a river, or rather a fairly wide stream, shallow enough to reach its knees.

You can even see the stacked river rocks below through the clear water, smooth and round.

King Zuoxian's feet stepped on the bank of the stream, and the soles of his feet stepped on the clear water.

Then, for the first time on his calm face, his brow furrowed slightly.

I saw that there were white mist-like smoke and dust under his feet, which was his true element, which was melted and decomposed when it encountered the stream.

This level is called the three thousand weak water, you need to wade barefoot to pass, the cultivation is not enough true yuan is not enough to pass, if the mind is dirty, the true yuan consumption will be ten times and a hundred times higher.

Looking at this stream, King Zuo Xian suddenly laughed: "It seems that the quota in this inner courtyard is indeed for this king." ”

"Up!"

With a soft drink, Zuo Xianwang's feet left the ground, and he was suspended in the stream, and walked over step by step.

In the eyes of everyone at the bottom of the mountain, it is a different style, treading water, how is it not cool?