Senior Brother Xiang sat cross-legged on the ground.

He couldn't believe that Han Lin had really signed up for the "Blood Trial".

Murong Yu also sighed. Looking at Han Lin, he was stunned and worried.

Han Lin looked at ease and smiled as usual.

"Drink and drink. Why do you all have such expressions!" Originally, two other people had invited him to the table.

As a result, he Han Lin became the master, and kept persuading the two to drink.

Murong Yu looked unhappy, and choked up, "Senior Brother Han, you...... Why are you so stupid! What should I say about you!"

Han Lin had no choice but to repeat what he had said in the Bounty Pavilion again. He had said it no less than ten times, and he was about to believe it.

"Senior Brother Han! How can this trip to the forbidden land be as simple as you think!Hey!" Now Senior Brother Xiang is full of silver hair, and he looks older and older. However, there are not many wrinkles on the face. After all, he is a person who cultivates the truth, and most of them are immortal and childish when they are old.

The small flower plate is on Senior Brother Xiang's arm, and he is also a little older, so he doesn't like to move much.

The little fat man and Murong Yu's silver light rat were eating the "Spirit Feeding Pill" on the side, pushing each other and beating each other. After a while, they hugged each other again, rolling around, and having fun.

Xiang Senior Brother is experienced and told Han Lindao: "Now that you have signed up, there is no turning back." The old man gave you a piece of advice, don't act with anyone casually after you go in, even if it's a fellow disciple and brother, you can't be trusted! You know?"

Han Lin nodded, and gave Xiang Lao a chopstick dish, signaling that he understood.

Senior Brother Xiang sighed, like an old father, and said to Han Lin in a verbose manner: "You, young man, don't believe it. Remember, even if it's Ding Hao and Li Xiao and others, you can't believe it all. If there are not many people, especially when there are no classmates, you should stay away from these two people. Both of them have a demonic nature. Always remember to run when you encounter danger. If you can't beat it, you can run. Don't be reckless, don't be tricked into taking the lead and exploring the way, become cannon fodder and don't know ......"

Xiaohua seemed to sense the mood fluctuations of her master, and opened her eyes in a daze.

"Back then, the old man's nickname was Xiang Run. I don't know that I have escaped from many life and death crises before I have come to this point......" is a rambling word, not a big truth, but very real.

Han Lin was a little surprised. I didn't expect Senior Brother Xiang, who was on duty in the Bounty Pavilion every day, and didn't even bother to walk, and had such a rich adventure experience.

"Hey. People are old and really can't walk anymore. I am living more and more like a person. I feel sad. Xiang Lao's eyes flashed with memory. He has no children, no daughters, and no worries. For him, Han Lin is similar to his sons and nephews, and he really grew up watching it with his own eyes.

"I remember seeing you once. At that time you were young and were bullied by other handymen. They keep hitting you on the head with a broom. You say, please don't hit me again, I'm working, I'm sorry, and you're still cleaning carefully. Ay. You're really miserable. ”

Han Lin's heart warmed. Of course he remembered these things. At that time, it was to speak to his senior brother and help him. Later, I borrowed books for him for free.

Raised his glass and toasted to Senior Brother Xiang.

"That's fine. It's rare for us to get acquainted. I will give you a bottle of Qingling San, which is all the old man's belongings now. It can be regarded as the last wish of the senior brother. You must know that on the path of cultivation, the choices are made by yourself. Don't regret it!" Xiang took out a bottle of elixir from his arms and insisted that Han Lin continue.

Murong Yu looked at these two people and said it, and his heart was so annoyed that he was going to die. But he couldn't eat, and said, "Hey, what's the use of talking about this?" After entering, nine deaths and life. I don't know if I'll be able to come out alive......"

The words were full of sadness.

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I became, so I moved a few chopsticks and tossed around in the dish, but there was nothing I wanted to eat. He threw the dishes and chopsticks in public, waved his hand, and signaled that he would not eat.

He looked at the two of them and muttered, "Don't eat it." I didn't eat it. It always smells. Yin and yin, like fat intestines. Ay...... I didn't have an appetite and didn't eat...... If you love to die, go to death. It's a big deal, I'll find another brother-in-law!"

Senior Brother Xiang was still sad, but when he heard Murong Yu's words, his face changed.

He asked a little hesitantly, "Does it smell like fat intestines?"

Then he looked at Han Lin again.

Han Lin stretched out his nose and sniffed, nodded, and said, "It seems to be a little." It's not too strong, though. It smelled weird, not like fat intestines, but like something rotten. I guess there was a problem with the food today or those two little guys farted!"

Senior Brother Xiang's spirit collapsed a lot, as if he was a few years older, and with an "oh" sound, he also shrank in place and stopped talking.

Murong Yu was also playing with his fingers.

All three were silent.

The meal was unpleasantly dissolved.

Soon, it will be the day of the trip to the forbidden land.

Senior Brother Ma summoned everyone with the help of the pass token and urged them to gather at the outer gate square.

Opening the door, Han Lin saw that Murong Yu was already standing next to the bamboo and had been waiting for a long time.

Murong Yu's eyes were red, not like a man, crying and saying goodbye to him.

Although Han Lin had repeatedly explained to him that he was going this time to pick up a bargain with Young Master Li and Senior Brother Ding. There is nothing dangerous.

But Murong Yu still felt uneasy.

In his opinion, this Senior Brother Han is separated from himself, without his own protection, and may lose his life in the trial.

Walking on the road, Han Lin was still thinking in his heart. Like other fellow sects who signed up for the trial, he had already spent all his contribution points, and even took this opportunity to exchange many unusable and inconspicuous treasures for more general talismans, pills, and spirit stones.

The low-grade ghost crying knife also smashed the pot and sold iron, and replaced it with a high-grade one.

Soon, all forty-five monks in the square had arrived.

Senior Brother Ma and other inner disciples are in charge here.

There is still some time before the official departure. Everyone was looking at each other.

Han Lin's cultivation is the lowest, or he is the middle stage of Qi cultivation alone.

He stood behind Li Xiao and played his role as always.

"This dog is really smart......"

"Young Master Li is really ...... Ay...... Why don't you know that this Han Lin is a villain who sees the wind and steers......"

"Hmph...... If you go in, you have to make this kid suffer a little, and let him know what it means to respect strength in the cultivation world. ”

Li Xiao stood in place, still with an indifferent smile on her face. It seems that what everyone says and does has nothing to do with him. Really personable.

It was only when he heard someone talking about teaching Han Lin a lesson that he turned his head to look.

"It depends on the owner to beat the dog......" The cold gaze saw those people walking on thin ice and trembling. He shut up and did not dare to speak again.

He is always a spiritual son, and he is going to take that step. Of course he knew that Han Lin was a villain, and he was a real villain. But what he pays attention to is the team, it is the whole. Naturally, such people are needed, one might even say talent.

He must not only have capable people, ruthless people, crazy people, and foolish people, but also villains, traitors, and bad people.

This is the way of the Emperor.

How can these low-level monks understand?

It's just that he is still very young and is not in a hurry to build his own team.

After a while, there was a milky white light array in the sky, accompanied by a buzzing sound.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the past.

The white light mixed with the yellow light flashed, and a black dot grew from small to large, from far to near, and drove into everyone's field of vision.

It's clearly a boxy warboat. It's huge. It is about 20 zhang long, and it is shining with golden light, making it impossible to look at it directly.

"Jin Guangzhou!, the top magic weapon of the sect!" immediately a well-informed monk called out.