The primeval forest, vast and boundless, a figure appears here, it seems so small.

It was a sixteen-year-old boy, handsome and thin. Such a teenager may not be able to withstand any danger in the forest.

The boy's eyes showed an eerie calmness. This calmness is in perfect contrast to the childish face that still exists.

He looked at the towering ancient trees around him, his eyes curious. He seemed confused and abrupt by everything around him.

He stretched out his hands and took a serious look. He clenched his fists and swung them at will. The fist is surging and powerful. He smiled in surprise, marveling at the strength of his strength.

He noticed the costume he was wearing. The clothes are clean and white, simple and beautiful, extremely pleasant to the touch, elastic and tough.

After taking a closer look, the young man couldn't help but exclaim. His eyes widened, but he didn't see any trace of sewing on his clothes, nor did he see a single slit. This garment is as if it were born, as if it were a garment of heaven.

The garments were not stained with dust. He was standing on the dirt floor, but his trousers were still white and clean, without a single stain. The same goes for shoes, which are always white.

It's incredible.

The boy began to look around, finally fixing his gaze on a boulder hill not far away. That's the highest point in the nearby area.

He ran towards the hills, faster and faster, as fast as a cheetah, and his speed was completely beyond the limits of a man, almost comparable to that of a chariot and horse. The wind ruffled his hair, and the boy seemed to fly, easily avoiding the trees that stood in his way. In the forest where there are many obstacles, he walks on the ground.

Then, like a gecko, he easily climbed to the top of the boulder hill.

The young man's face was not red, his breath was not panting, and he stood on the top of the hill, looking into the distance. The forest is so endless that there is no end in sight. With only his legs, it may be difficult for the boy to get out.

The boy couldn't help frowning. Immediately, he stretched his brows again, and regained his previous calm.

Everything seems to be no big deal.

At this moment, a sword shadow passed in the distance. The shadow of the sword pierced the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it came above the boy.

It was a wooden sword flying through the sky. On the wooden sword stood a heroic young man.

Compared to the boy on the stone hill, the flying sword boy is more handsome and handsome. The flying sword boy has a tall posture and sharp eyebrows, revealing a sense of confidence and arrogance. He raised his eyebrows and looked down at the boy on the stone mound with disdain.

The two teenagers were dressed exactly the same, as if they were from the same sect.

"Si Dao, why are you still wandering around the forest if you don't go to the trial site?" said the flying sword boy solemnly. Words are blaming.

Listening to what the flying sword boy said, the boy on the hill was called Si Dao. Also, the driver should be able to fly.

Then, Si Dao looked down and found that he was wearing a wooden sword at his waist. The wooden sword is simple and light, revealing an indescribable mystery.

Si Dao also noticed that the wooden sword on his waist was exactly the same as the wooden sword under the feet of the flying sword boy.

Si Dao subconsciously put the wooden sword on the ground, and then stood on top of the wooden sword. It's just that the wooden sword didn't take off, and it didn't even react at all.

This scene fell in the eyes of the flying sword boy. The flying sword boy was surprised at first, and finally couldn't help but laugh.

The flying sword boy laughed briefly. He couldn't help but want to laugh, but he still held back, as if he was maintaining his cold image.

"Si Dao, you haven't even broken through the congenital, and you still want to fly with the sword?" said the flying sword boy.

The flying sword boy shook his head, looked at Si Dao seriously, and then continued, "You won't fall off during the flight, will you?"

Hearing this, Si Dao hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and nodded again. He picked up the wooden sword on the ground, hung it back on his waist, and asked bluntly, "How do I fly?"

From beginning to end, he remained calm, calm as if he were a teenager.

Hearing Si Dao's question, the flying sword boy put away his smile and asked in surprise, "You really don't know?"

Si Dao touched his nose and shook his head again. He was sincere, obviously not knowingly asking.

The flying sword boy looked at Si Dao suspiciously. Then, he raised his hand helplessly, and a small paper crane flew out of Si Dao's arms.

The thousand paper cranes landed in front of Si Dao, and quickly became large enough to carry people. It seems that this thousand paper cranes are the flying props of the priest.

"You were originally lowly in cultivation, and now you are delirious, how can you complete the sect trial?" the flying sword boy couldn't help but speak.

"Sect trials?"

"Didn't we go out of the mountain gate just to complete the sect trial? you won't even forget the sect trial?" the flying sword boy opened his mouth and was speechless.

Si Dao shrugged, looking unaware.

"There is a detailed record in Huanshi. The Flying Sword Boy explained impatiently.

Si Dao looked down at the stones on the ground.

"It's not the stone on the ground, it's the Huan stone, the red jade on your chest. The flying sword boy was speechless to the extreme, "You really broke your brain, you don't even remember the sect's tokens?"

Si Dao did have a red jade stone hanging on his chest. Ruby is crystal clear, unusually beautiful, and you can see the extraordinary at a glance. This red jade is the Huanshi in the mouth of the flying sword boy.

There seems to be some kind of connection between Huan Shi and Si Dao. Between his thoughts, Si Dao naturally saw the recorded information in Huanshi.

That's a three-dimensional map. The map can be zoomed in or out, detailing everything around you.

The three-digit map shows a short line: Plague outbreak in Huaihe County.

This should be the so-called "sect trial". Si Dao needs to travel to Huaihe County and deal with the local plague situation. According to the map in Huanshi, Huaihe County is more than 2,000 miles away from here, which is quite far away.

Si Dao looked at the map inside the Huanshi for a while, and immediately felt a mental weakness. He was a little tired. Huanshi's viewing was extremely draining.

Si Dao wanted to ask a few more things. The flying sword boy was unwilling to stay any longer.

"Take care of yourself, hope goodbye. ”

After saying that, the flying sword boy Edgeworth left. Before leaving, the flying sword boy looked at Si Dao's gaze as if he was looking at a dead man.

In the eyes of the flying sword boy, Si Dao would probably die on the "Sect Trial", or die on the way to the "Sect Trial".

Si Dao watched the flying sword boy disappear into the far sky. He still has the same breezy appearance.

"It's like traveling to a different world. ”