The old man in black was not good at words, or he didn't like to communicate with Bai Xu. Bai Xu had something in his heart, he was irritable, the two of them didn't say anything all the way, and after walking for a day, they came to the place where the Hate Mountain Sect held the Great Test of the Relict Clan, a grassland called Xingye.

If you look down from a bird's-eye view, there are countless lakes of all sizes and sizes dotted around, and Hoshino is quietly and leisurely showing his demeanor in the lakes. A radius of 100 miles, green grass, and a vibrant scenery is breathtaking. The north wind blew, and the artemisia grass, which was more than half a person high, lay down, and the cattle and sheep appeared, quiet and peaceful, rich and joyful. Dozens of miles away from the star field is the Divine Relic Mountain Range, the real testing ground of the "Relic Trial".

Hoshino would be lively once every five years, and the Divine Relic Mountain Range, which stretched for hundreds of miles, was closed by the Hate Mountain Sect with a huge magic circle, and no one was allowed to enter. Legend has it that the herbs there are luxuriant, and the beasts are rampant, even if there is no magic circle of the Hate Mountain Sect, ordinary hunters or people of the Heavenly Relic Hundred Clans do not want to approach the Divine Relic Mountain Range.

There is a natural platform in the southeast of Hoshino that is used as a godsend by the people living in Hoshino. The surface of a whole piece of granite has weathered to gray-white, and it has been weathered by wind and rain for many years, but nothing has changed. Every five years, the big test of the bereaved clan within the scope of his own power presided over by the Hatshan Sect is held here for the first examination. This time was no exception, hundreds of remnants had already rushed over, and some even came to the Hoshino Tenci Platform more than ten days in advance to prepare for the bloody killing that was about to start in order to familiarize themselves with the surrounding environment and climate.

Next to the Tianci platform, a tent sewn of calfskin occupied the best position, and there was a large blank space around it, and none of the remnants dared to set up a tent within a hundred feet of this tent. No one knows whether the pomp of the Hate Mountain Sect is big or not, but the temper of the Hate Mountain Sect is notoriously bad, and no one wants to provoke it.

On the third pole of the day, hundreds of people gathered densely around the big tent of the Hate Mountain Sect, waiting for the results of the lottery. Although everyone's hearts were hanging, they kept quiet. There was no noise, everyone was waiting for fate.

Regarding this big test of the bereaved clans, there have long been good deeds or people with ulterior motives who have recorded the young people sent by various ethnic groups into a book, and ranked them according to their strength. At the top of the list, the highest popularity is Chu Zhongze of the Qiangli tribe. At the age of nineteen, it is the upper limit of the relict test, and if you can cultivate for one more year, it means that your strength is stronger. Chu Zhongze already has three carved beasts, and it is said that Chu Zhongze has the purest bloodline of the Qiangli tribe, and has opened the power of the bloodline, and since he was a child, he has practiced the purest soul art and the art of tattooing in the soul Lan Continent, and naturally the young people of the other remnants are like clouds in strength.

It is precisely because of Chu Zhongze's existence that all the bereaved families are not optimistic about this relict test, just to get a better ranking and prepare for the next relict test in five years. Even if it is the Hate Mountain Gate, it also attaches great importance to Chu Zhongze, and it is said that after this "Relict Test", Chu Zhongze will directly enter the inner gate of the Hate Mountain Sect.

The second place is a girl named Wan Wan of the Buyi ethnic group, who is also engraved with three patterns. This girl has been in simple terms, and no one knows more details. However, with Chu Zhongze here, no one cares too much about whether Wan Wan's strength will threaten Chu Zhongze. As for such a thing, even the patriarch of the Buyi tribe has never thought about it.

The departure of the Bai Ling clan is considered to be the best role for accompanying the prince to study, and he is almost at the bottom of the hundreds of young people selected by the remnant clan. If we want to say the reason, it is because some of the bereaved families could not send people to participate in this kind of cruel gladiatorial battle in which most of the casualties were lost. There are few strong young people in the clan, and every death will mean that there will be less harvest in the hunt, and it means that the life in the clan will be more difficult.

In the quiet grassland, the young disciple of the Hate Mountain Sect was a little impatient, and took out two slips of paper with the names of different remnants in a cloth bag, and read them out loud.

Bai Xu stood in the crowd, surrounded by the patriarchs of the various remnants of the nearby Qianli clan, most of whom didn't know each other, but waited a little embarrassed and apprehensive. There are some small expectations in my heart, maybe Buli can really come? Maybe Buli's opponent is a small tribe that has given up the relic's big test? If it can really pass the preliminary round and enter the hunting semi-final, Buli's superb hunting skills should be able to win a better ranking for the Bailing clan, which means that Bai Liang can have a better starting point for the next relict test.

Thinking of Bai Liang, an uncompetitive boy, Bai Xu didn't feel good in his heart. A young talent in the clan who is regarded as an arch, although he is a little younger, but no matter how he is said to be a strong engraving man, how can he be seriously injured in the hands of such an ordinary young man in Buli, and he is still lying at home and I don't know if he is alive or dead?

Bai Xu didn't want to think more about these troubles. Maybe the White Spirit Clan can't get out of this mountain at all, this is fate.

One name after another was read, and the patriarchs who were drawn were either sad or happy, or expressionless. Bai Xu suddenly felt that the wind around him was a little violent, and it was as cold as a knife. Just in late summer and early autumn, it was said that it shouldn't be so cold, Bai Xu tightened the coarse cloth clothes on his body, and smiled bitterly in his heart. Maybe it's because I'm too nervous, haven't I already given up?

The young disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect on the Tianci Platform were very impatient, and they looked completely perfunctory, absentmindedly taking out the note in the cloth bag, looking at it like that, they wished that a big thunder would fall from the sky, and they would smash all the pieces of these damned remnants to death, and they would not have to do these boring things.

"Bai Ling Clan's ......" Bai Xu suddenly heard the three words of the Bai Ling Clan, and shuddered, as if he was blown to his bones by the wind on the grassland, and the coarse cloth clothes could not withstand the cold.

"Fight against the Di Shi clan. After the disciple of the Hate Mountain Sect finished speaking, he continued to take out the note, but Bai Xu seemed to have been struck by a blast of thunder above his head, and the apprehension just now seemed so ridiculous. The Di Shi clan, a remnant clan that is not a stranger, lives in a place hundreds of miles away from the Bailing clan. The Di Shi clan is far stronger than the Bai Ling clan, and the last time the Di Shi clan was ranked third, it was just a little bit worse. Bai Xu still remembered that he had witnessed the fierce fight in the mirage spell, and the young man of the Di Shi clan died of exhaustion after the last moment, and he was extremely heroic. At that moment, even Bai Xu felt that his blood was boiling, if only there were such bloody young people in his clan.

This time, the Di Shi clan sent a female tattoo powerhouse, although she was only eighteen years old, her position in that ranking was not low. It's over, Bai Xu suddenly felt a little stupid, how could he just expect Bu Li to win a good lot? Even if Bai Liang became a third-order pattern carver five years later, in the face of the warriors of the Di Shi clan, he didn't dare to speak of victory lightly, let alone Bu Li, an ordinary person.

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