Early in the morning, the square in front of the Fengliang Mountain Palace.

Led by Elder Luo, Elder Yan, Liang Siyan and other important figures of the Feng Liang Sect had already gathered there. The fifteen newly promoted fifth-level Qi cultivation disciples were also ready.

The square has been newly decorated, and it is decorated with flowers all the way from the mountain gate to the top of the mountain. The rainbow that was only activated during the Ascending Immortal Conference was stimulated again, and a beautiful rainbow was hung in the middle of the mountain.

The top of the mountain was full of people, and in addition to the disciples who were on duty and in retreat, most of the disciples of the entire Fengliang Mountain were present. The place of trials is opened once every five years, and there are other sects to rush over, which is also a grand event for the disciples in the sect who do not go out of the gate all the year round and do not step out of the second gate.

However, the disciples who had just started were under the age of ten, because they were still young and worried about being rude, so they were not allowed to attend.

At this moment, Chen Muzhi was standing in the crowd, rubbing his eyes from time to time, a little drowsy.

Yesterday, I should have recuperated enough to participate in the trial, but on a whim I researched a new talisman, which led to the drawing until the second half of the night.

Although I successfully drew a few more photos, the success rate of the experiment at the beginning was not high, and a lot of spiritual power was lost. I didn't meditate well to recover my spirit, so now I have a little bit of a broken vitality.

When Mu Qingchen came over, he found that he was not in a good state, so he watched him sleep well for a while. It's just that now I'm standing here and doing nothing, and I'm a little sleepy because of the early morning breeze.

When a monk is at a high level, he can recover his spirit and fatigue by meditating. Although low-level monks have already comprehended the operation of spiritual power, the needs of eating and sleeping are not much different from mortals.

Senior Brother Zhu Mingming was also there, listening to him talking to Elder Yan.

Elder Yan asked, "I heard Yan Yuan say that he has been in a state of low spirits with the companion beast. ”

"Uncle Hui, it should be a long way, bumpy and tiring along the way, it should be fine after a while."

"Alright then, you go back and see."

"Yes."

Elder Yan didn't doubt it, Zhu Mingming saw Chen Muzhi looking over, and secretly smiled at him, then turned back and stood with a serious face.

Chen Muzhi also smiled in his heart, but he didn't show it. The other fourteen disciples around him, both men and women, were all dressed in white and dressed in Shengxue. Chen Muzhi glanced at the crowd, but his sister Mu Qingchen hadn't come over yet, so he simply hid behind and closed his eyes to recuperate.

I don't know how long later, with a loud bell, I heard a ceremonial chanting in my ears: "The head has arrived!" ”

For Chen Muzhi, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, it was really like the sound of spring thunder in his ears, and he woke up in fright, looked left and right, and provoked several young female disciples next to him to chuckle. Several Yan family disciples on the other side, including Yan Tieshan, snorted coldly in unison.

Liang Siyan, who was standing in front, also glanced back at him.

"Silence!" Elder Yan shouted, glaring fiercely at Chen Muzhi's side.

The white-robed Liang Zhangmen has been practicing smoothly in recent years, and his cultivation has become more and more sophisticated, and the whole person is even more immortal and upright.

"Let's have fun!" As soon as the head of the sect came out, it seemed that the other sects were about to arrive, and the ordinary musicians who had already been prepared in a corner of the square sang in unison and played melodious music.

Liang Zhangmen looked up into the air, waved his right hand, and let go of the ban on the mountain protection array, and directly above, a large opening opened in the light mask, and everyone also craned their necks to look into the distance.

In the distance, the clouds flickered, and a little red light passed through the clouds.

The ceremonial attendant shouted: "The Xuandao Gate has arrived!" ”

A behemoth was speeding across the dark blue sky and flying towards Fengliang Mountain. It wasn't until I flew close that I saw that it was a red shuttle dozens of feet long.

"It's the Crystal Rock Shuttle." Someone I knew next to me whispered.

The shuttle flew to the sky above Fengliang Mountain, slowly falling, and the black scimitar pattern on the head of the shuttle was painted, and the word black Xuandao was written. The shadow of the shuttle was covered, and some young disciples who had never seen it before were so frightened that they wanted to retreat. Seeing Elder Yan's serious expression, he held back stiffly.

When the shuttle was still more than 30 zhang away from the top of everyone's heads, it stopped, and a big flag came out first, and the word "Xuandao" was waved in the wind. The shuttle opened, and dozens of monks flew down from the shuttle.

The shuttle in mid-air flashed, turning into a red light, and was actually put away by the first black-robed monk.

"Such a big object can be stored in a storage bag!" Chen Muzhi, who saw this scene for the first time, was also shocked.

"Wu Changqing of the Xuandao Sect has seen the head of Liang." The people of the Xuandao Gate each stepped on different flying magic weapons or flying swords, and landed in the clearing, and the monk at the head of the sect bowed his hand to the head of Liang.

"Elder Wu is polite, come from afar......"

There were more than ten people from the Xuandaomen this time, all dressed in black, mostly male cultivators, and only two female cultivators, with rough and heroic demeanor.

In addition to their respective ritual weapons, some of the monks' companion beasts were also brought along. As soon as one of the salamanders hit the ground, it made a crackling and popping sound.

Everyone was looking at it in amazement, and a distant birdsong was heard in the sky, and there was a hint of sadness in the voice.

Master Liang, who was greeting Elder Wu of the Xuandao Sect, raised his head and smiled, "The Qinglian Sect is here. ”

Chen Muzhi looked up and saw a white giant bird flying with its wings spread, with a long neck and a red beak, a snow-white body, and a golden light on its back. With his wings spread, he carried twenty or thirty monks in Tsing Yi and fell sharply from the sky.

The huge wings covered all the sunlight, and a thin drizzle of rain fell under the bird's feathers, and the giant bird drilled into the mouth of the Fengliang Mountain Mountain Protection Array, and a burst of coercion brought a whirlwind of wind, blowing everyone back again and again.

"This feeling!" Chen Muzhi gasped, and the aura that came to his face was similar to the feeling of Yang Hu who met on the beast ship, and the feeling of the law enforcement city lord of Muji City!

"This bird turned out to be Jin Dan Xiuwei!" Chen Muzhi said in his heart.

When all the monks in green clothes on the bird's back landed, the giant bird's slender eyes glanced at everyone, spread its wings and soared into the air, passing through the mouth of the mountain protection array again, flying straight away, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A female cultivator in Tsing Yi smiled and apologized to the head of Liang: "The golden-backed white stork is in a bad mood today, don't blame the head of Liang." ”

"Where is it," Liang Zhangmen didn't ask much, and made a mockery, "Welcome Lin Fengxing to Fengliang Mountain." ”

There are more than 20 disciples from the Qinglian Sect this time, most of them are monks with handsome faces, and most of them are female cultivators. The status is noble, except for the leader Lin Fengxing, the other disciples get together, and there is a faint reluctance to disturb other sects.

Whether it is the Qinglian Sect or the Xuandao Sect, there are several monks with white gauze and black cloth masks. However, when you come to a strange place, it is normal for the monks to be special because of the problem of the exercises, so no one cares.

Chen Muzhi recalled the wisdom glow in the stork's eyes just now, this was the first time he had seen this kind of spirit beast. Looking towards the gradually closing mountain protection array, I thought to myself that a bird with a golden pill cultivation could be unhappy?

At this time, I saw that my sister Mu Qingchen was also coming, and hurriedly came up.

On the other side, as the leader of their respective teams, the Qinglian Sect Lin and the Elder Wu of the Xuandao Sect seemed to have made a request like the head of Liang. Boss Liang had a difficult face, explained a few words to Elder Yan, and then took Elder Luo and others from his own sect into the main hall with the two of them to discuss.

Elder Yan called aside a few deacons who were patrolling the law and arranged for them to be on duty, and the monks who had nothing to do with the trial, or the disciples who had a task dispersed one after another, and most of the people who stayed in the square were the relatives of the trial disciples.

Seeing the scene, some young disciples walked away in twos and threes, sighing that they were not allowed to make this trip.

Seeing that it hadn't started yet, Mu Qingchen asked, "Are you all ready?" ”

"It's okay, I have everything with me."

Mu Qingchen handed over a green pill and said coldly: "It's just that you are sober, you eat it first." Knowing that the trial has begun, he doesn't rest, but consumes spiritual power, and comes back to settle accounts with you. ”

However, Chen Muzhi knows her character, and what she is talking about is settling accounts with herself, but she actually hopes that she will return safely. After all, there are always some dangers in trials.

"Chirp~" After a bird call in the sky, a white bird spun around the top of everyone's heads, landed, and flew to Chen Muzhi's shoulder.

"Xiaoling, why are you here?"

"I guess Yun Ying was worried about you and let her come." Mu Qingchen took the time to tell Chen Muzhi about the terrain of the trial land and the dangers inside. Although I have said it a long time ago, I can't help but remind it.

However, Chen Muzhi didn't interrupt her, but patted the storage bag, thinking that he heard that there were many spirit grass spirit mines in the trial land, and this time he brought over the two storage bags of five and ten directions, and he must collect a little more, at least take back the spirit stone that bought the hammer.

"Spirit stones, everything is for spirit stones." He thought to himself.

After a while, Sect Leader Liang took the lead and came out, followed by Qinglian Sect Lin Feng and Xuandao Sect Elder Wu.

Master Liang announced: "First, due to the fact that the mining of spirit stones in the Land of Trials has become more and more difficult over the years, the Xuandao Sect and the Wind Liang Sect will send another late stage of Qi cultivation to accompany them, in addition to the foundation building monks who lead the team. ”

"Second, if you can reach the end point within five days and harvest the most valuable monk, you will be rewarded with ten Pei Yuan Dan and one second-order lower grade magic weapon."

Hearing this, the Qi cultivation disciples of the three factions were all pleasantly surprised, and many of them were ready to show off their skills.

Head Liang continued, "Finally, for the sake of the sustainable development of the Land of Trials, it has been decided that each disciple will only bring a small storage bag from the three parties to enter. ”

Hearing this, Chen Muzhi was completely dumbfounded, "Eh, this." ”

There is no way, the above is settled, no one can say that it is useless, all the disciples will enter the main hall in turn and replace the carry-on storage bag with the small storage bag that is allocated, but the things and magic weapons that they carry can be brought in.

Originally, Chen Muzhi wanted to let Mu Qingchen take the spirit pigeon back, but it was unwilling to go, and the struggling appearance made Chen Muzhi a little unbearable, so he had to carry it on his shoulder.

For the sake of fairness, it was Lin Fengxing from the Qinglian Sect who checked and replaced the storage bags for the disciples of the Fengliang Sect. The Qinglian Sect was inspected by Liang Siyan and Elder Wu of the Xuandao Sect, and the Xuandao Sect was inspected by Elder Luo.

It was Chen Muzhi's turn, and when he approached, the female cultivator of the Qinglian Sect had a soft face, looked at the spirit pigeon on Chen Muzhi's shoulder and asked, "Is this your companion beast?" ”

Chen Muzhi said: "Sort of." The younger Chen Muzhi has seen Lin senior. ”

Master Liang Wenxin, sister Mu Qingchen, as well as Zhao Ruyi and the little girl Shi Yunying who met in Hongyun Temple, have basically met girls over the years, how to please each other, and they have learned if they don't want to learn.

Na Lin Fengxing also smiled slightly, didn't ask any more, and took out a small storage bag from three parties and gave it to Chen Muzhi. With the spiritual sense of the foundation building monk, it is impossible to hide it, Chen Muzhi stepped aside and turned the contents of the original storage bag upside down.

The original storage bag contained the blank rune paper that had not yet been used, and a piece of it was handed to Mu Qingchen outside the door.

Go back and hand over the small storage bag of the three parties to Lin Feng for inspection, anyway, there is nothing unsightly in it.

It was easy for the Tsukiji Cultivator to check the Qi Cultivator's storage bag. But if it were the other way around, the Qi cultivator might not even be able to break the prohibition of the foundation cultivator's storage bag.

Lin Fengxing's divine sense probed into it and said in surprise: "You really have a lot of this thing, oh! Where did so many talismans come from! ”

"I drew it all myself."

"It's rare to be young!" Lin Fengxing checked it and said approvingly, "I didn't expect the Fengliang Sect to also start cultivating talisman disciples. ”

Chen Muzhi just smiled.

In the end, all the monks were checked, and the disciples of the three factions, led by the leader of the foundation building, opened the magic circle that covered the cultivation of the cave, and followed the head of Liang to the front of a cave.

"After entering, you will fall directly, you can't fly inside, and the place where you see the white lone smoke rushing straight into the sky is the end!"