Xiao Yangge said solemnly to everyone: "The main hall is in danger, it is the time when we are diligent, and at the same time, the main hall has suffered heavy losses to the young disciples, and it is not an opportunity for you. After the trial, the number of people sent to the main hall for further study may not be limited to the ten masters! During the trial, I hope you will work hard!"

As soon as these words came out, the young disciples present, including Wu Feng, were all hot!

After realizing the benefits of this matter to his own vital interests, the atmosphere of worry in the audience instantly turned into joy.

The shrine is like a big tree, the tribes are like branches, and the disciples are like leaves on the branches.

As long as the tree does not fall, the main trunk is appropriately weakened, which is beneficial to the growth of leaves on the branches. A large number of new elites of the main hall died on the battlefield in this battle of Saigo, which also provided opportunities for the young girls of various tribes to enter.

But this also means that in the next trial, the open and secret battles of the disciples of the Valley of Forgotten Worries will become more and more fierce, because the number of points is directly related to whether they can enter the main hall for further study, and the evaluation after entering the main hall!

Xiao Rangge began to read the list of trial participants.

Everyone responded one after another, and no one was late, and even Ye Hang, who had always been lazy and stupid, did not dare to slack off a little. After all, this new generation trial is related to everyone's future destiny.

The male and female groups were separated, in order to prevent someone from falling in love during the trial and delaying the trial business. 8☆，ww⊥w.

The trial place for male disciples is in the Rejuvenation Valley north of the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows, while the trial place for female disciples is the Moxie River south of the Valley of Forgotten Worries.

In these two places, there are rare birds, monsters, beasts and elixirs that are different from other places, and the danger level is not high, which is suitable for the martial artists from the Qi Cultivation Realm to the Bone Refining Realm to practice.

At the end of the 20-day trial period, the disciples paid the loot they had obtained to the sect, and the points were calculated based on the quantity and quality of the booty. Since the color of newly collected medicinal herbs and demon beast inner pills was very different from those that had been stored for a long time, it was impossible for even wealthy disciples to rely on buying loot from the Chamber of Commerce to replenish the amount.

If there is any crooked and evil way, then there is only one very cruel way to rob the same door and kill people!

Even in the trial, attacking the same door is not allowed by the door rules, so once you do it, you generally have to put it to death to avoid future troubles.

Xiao Yangge asked the disciples to come up and draw lots to decide their own serial numbers.

A total of 51 male disciples participated in the trial.

When it was Wu Feng's turn to draw lots, he happened to be the last.

Wu Feng put his hand into the lottery box and used some strength to draw the lottery out. It just so happened that it also said fifty-one.

When Yuan Shu and Lin Yan saw this, they couldn't help but laugh faintly.

The trial was conducted in groups of 10 people, and each group traveled from a different route to the trial location.

The sect will be specially equipped with a fleet of horses to provide for the disciples to travel. Although the speed of the warrior's movement may not be lost to that of the galloping horse, his physical strength is undoubtedly not as durable as the horsepower, and it is naturally difficult to maintain a high-speed travel speed after a long journey.

And those who are high in cultivation have divine horses or various rare birds and beasts as mounts. Therefore, cultivators are also inseparable from riding things.

But if you draw the No. 51 lottery like Wu Feng, you can only take one route in a group, so I'm sorry, naturally there is no horse convoy for you, so you can only hire horses or find a caravan to accompany you.

Seeing Wu Feng's bad luck, Lin Yan and Yuan Shu naturally gloated and were very happy.

Wu Feng's expression was very calm, with a disapproving expression.

Now that the distribution has been decided, the male and female disciples descend the mountain from two different directions.

At the time of separation, Meng Qiwu turned around and cast a confused gaze at Wu Feng, looking sad, as if there were tears about to flow out.

This ordinary and grinning senior sister is no different from an ordinary little woman now.

Wu Feng also looked at her, his expression was gentle, comforting her thoughts, but he secretly thought in his heart: It's just a trial, why make it look like life and death?

Thinking of this, he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

What if it really takes a long time?

Wu Feng was terrified in his heart, and hurriedly tried to beat this thought of his own. He knew that his hunch often came true, so it was better not to think about it.

The route that Wu Feng was going to take was the most westerly direction, winding around the Rejuvenation Valley in the Luliang Mountains.

In this direction, not far from the foot of the high mountain where the Valley of Forgotten Worries is located, there is just a caravan along with Wu Feng, and it is also going in this direction. After inquiring, Wu Feng quickly got in touch with the caravan.

This caravan belongs to the Sea Tiger Chamber of Commerce, which is well-known in the state.

The caravan consisted of about forty or fifty people, and the number of wagons was twenty or thirty, which was not large. However, the chauffeurs of the caravan are all martial artists with some cultivation, so if this caravan encounters ordinary bandits, it is not to be feared.

The caravan was to transport a batch of goods to Guanzhong, to cross the Yellow River from the Puban ferry, and in the territory of Bingzhou, and Wu Feng was considered to be on the way.

The leader of the caravan is named Ye Luo, whose name is elegant, but he is a man who is more than one meter eight tall, with a thick body and knotted muscles, like a black iron tower. However, this person was dressed as a scribe, took a feather fan, wore a scarf, and wore a white Confucian robe, which looked very nondescript.

When Wu Feng saw Ye Luo, Ye Luo was holding an ancient book, chanting and selling sour, and when he saw Wu Feng coming, he seemed a little impatient. But after Wu Feng showed the identity card of Forget Worry Valley, Ye Luo immediately agreed to vacate a carriage and let Wu Feng accompany him, and he didn't want him to pay a penny for the journey.

The Valley of Forgotten Worries is still very influential in the Hedong region in the southwest of Bingzhou.

After the discussion was decided, Wu Feng got into a carriage and set off with the caravan, rushing to the trial site of Huichun Valley.

"Phew!" Ye Luo shouted in the direction of the caravan.

A group of horses that had already been tied up neighed together with Ye Luo's shouting, which was quite imposing.

"Friends, after drinking this wine, let's set off!" Ye Luo shook his head and said.

With that, he drank the wine cup in his hand in one gulp.

Everyone in the caravan also drank the wine cup in their hands, only to see Ye Luo jump onto the carriage at the front, command the coachman to pull the reins, and the other carriages also began to move.

The sound of chariots accompanied by the sound of Xiao Xiao's horses, on the wide road, crushed up a trail of smoke and dust.

Wu Feng was in the carriage, but he was in deep thought.

I thought that I would not be able to enter the top ten masters, and I would miss the main hall in the short term, but now that Su Mengzhen attacked Hanzhong and suffered a big defeat, the main hall will definitely expand its recruitment, and with its own strength, it will not be a problem to enter.

It's just that what is the main hall like? Meng Qiwu's performance in the main hall is too poor, she can't touch the core of the main hall at all, and she can't tell Wu Feng much useful information.

Wu Feng knew that he needed a plan, but the lack of information made it difficult for him to carry it out