Seven Jindan stage monks floated in the air, and the inner disciples of each sect stood beside the surrounding open space, all waiting outside the forbidden land for a long time.

The passage twisted.

Suddenly, there were more than fifty people in the clearing.

Elder Song only glanced at it, and his face changed abruptly. The good mood that I had just woken up from sleep suddenly fell to a low point, and my expression was gloomy.

The female Jindan monk of the Moon Covering Sect bit her delicate lower lip and said with a smile on her face: "It seems that this time it is our Moon Covering Sect that has the most people coming out. ”

The remaining five major factions all looked at Song Vietnam in Qingxumen, with a somewhat solemn expression.

Among them, Situ Yuliang, the elder of the Giant Sword Sect, said with a strange face: "There are fifty-six people in total. Why are there only four people from your sect?"

After a little look, the Qingxu Gate was really tragic, and only Li Xiao, Ding Hao, Meng An and Han Lin were left.

Song Viet Vietnam stood at the front, stretched out his hand and put together a flash of inspiration, and was the first to take back the magic weapon mussel gourd. Hearing Situ Yuliang's words, he snorted even more dissatisfied. It seems that this time, the Qingxu Gate has suffered a disaster inside, and it is almost completely destroyed.

Who would have thought of the outcome of such a trial trip. Maybe these idiots get together and be surrounded and exterminated by some powerful demon beasts, it's not impossible.

He no longer had any hope, and returned angrily: "You ask me, who do I ask?"

These more than 50 people were all at a loss after they came out. All of them looked trembling. It seems that they have lost their memories of being in the forbidden land, as before.

Song Vietnam's face was displeased, and he didn't bother to say more, so he passed down the decree: "According to the usual rules, start confiscating the elixir." ”

The other six Jindan monks all covered their mouths and smiled when they saw Old Man Song's performance.

The people down there don't know what's going on up there. After receiving the decree, he said in unison.

"Whoa!"

There were a few monks in the foundation building period who were carrying sniffing spirit beasts by their side.

This is also a rat-like spirit animal of the old gray family. The size of a palm, gray and not slippery, with a huge nose on top of a slender body. They have a particularly sensitive sense of smell for elixirs, and after training, they can smell any elixir that has been hidden for more than ten years within three feet.

It is mainly used for inspection actions on various occasions to prevent unscrupulous disciples from secretly hiding elixirs.

"Squeak squeak~"

Under the command of the monk, the spirit beasts couldn't wait to run to the platform, holding the spirit fruit in their hands, probing their brains, and chirping.

Don't look at the talent of this sniffing spirit beast, it sounds powerful, but it is actually quite restrictive. is not good at fighting, and is not as good as Han Lin's little fat man.

It's just that there are Jindan monks in charge, everyone is honest, and no one dares to play tricks.

"The Scarlet Trial is over. Start collecting the elixir!"

Only then did the people who were standing suddenly realize that they had come out alive from the trial. There were fifty-six people standing, all of whom looked slightly nervous, looking at each other.

I know that there are a lot of people in the team. There is also a feeling in my heart, it seems that there are acquaintances who have not been able to come out, and they are estimated to have died inside. But everyone is a stranger.

The senior brother who loved Feng Hailin the most, standing on the periphery, looked at the whole team, and the junior brother who listened to him the most was missing, but he didn't say anything.

Everything is quiet and eerie.

Under the arrangement of the monks during the foundation building period, Han Lin and the others handed over the storage bags one by one.

"Spirit Beast Mountain Xue Cheng, harvested elixir, five baht of a hundred-year-old scorpion tail flower, ten five-hundred-year-old blood orchids, and one thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum...... Worth 50,000 spirit stones, take it, this is your token. ”

After speaking, everyone was envious, and couldn't help whispering and muttering quietly.

"Transformation knife dock Pan He, collect elixir, two three-hundred-year-old heavenly spirit fruits, and four hundred-year-old chalcedony mushrooms...... Worth 20,000 spirit stones. ”

Pan He's eyes darkened when he heard the last number. He was the least valuable of all the elixirs that came out alive.

Soon arrived at Han Lin.

Seeing his cultivation in the middle stage of Qi cultivation, everyone was surprised, probably surprised. I didn't expect him to be able to come out of the forbidden place intact, with a stunned look on his face.

But when I saw Ding Hao and Li Xiao behind Han Lin's team, I immediately thought of something. A look of understanding.

Almost all of them judge people by their appearance, and they laugh loudly.

Someone even said unceremoniously: "It must be an opportunistic person who has never been able to hide!"

However, there are still some smart monks in the foundation building period, but they have thought of secretly checking with their spiritual eyes. This behavior is very unfriendly. However, at this time, there were many people, and no one paid attention. Except for a few people with psychic vision, the rest of the people only vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but they didn't see anything wrong.

Han Lin's concealment skills are also very good.

But they didn't think that the people who could get out of the bloody forbidden land alive would have a simple one?

Monk Jindan, who was resting, couldn't help but take a few glances when he saw that the team had a brief pause. At a glance, it was naturally discovered that Han Lin had deliberately hidden his cultivation. But in their opinion, there is no difference between the late stage of Qi training and the middle stage of Qi training, it is nothing, and they don't bother to pay attention to it at all.

There are many of them themselves, and they are a means of concealing their cultivation.

As for how Han Lin saved his life and what kind of creation he achieved. That's their own business in their own lives.

Each of them had lived for hundreds of years, and they had never seen anything.

Sure enough, in the midst of everyone's disdainful looks, Han Lin lived up to expectations and only took out a large pile of garbage herbs.

"Ten strains of 20-year-old golden ginseng, 5 baht of 50-year-old red huzhi, and one strain of 200-year-old ganoderma lucidum......"

It's all a small year. Among them, a thousand-year-old cold tobacco can be obtained.

As the disciples of the foundation building period read it out one by one, many people in the team burst out laughing.

The monks in the foundation building period were also a little embarrassed, this scattered a lot, looking at bluffing, it was worth three or four thousand spirit stones, which was not as good as one-fifth of the person who had the least before. He was also surprised by the result, but he still followed the process and handed the token that recorded the harvest of this trip to Han Lin.

To him, these fragments added up to not even a medium-grade spirit stone, which was nothing.

They subconsciously forgot that Han Lin was only a Qi cultivation stage cultivator now.

Huang Fenggu Elder Wu Hao was deaf and clear-sighted, and smiled at Song Yue, "This disciple is a bit interesting...... Hahaha, these elixirs of his are similar to those grown outside my mountain gate. Ran in this forbidden place, picked these things, and finally came out alive, I don't know if he was unlucky or lucky......"

Song Yue snorted coldly, his face was expressionless, and said, "What's the matter, you Mu Mujun, still look down on this kid?" Seriously, when you were put back then, you didn't dare to use the late stage of Qi cultivation to enter this blood-colored trial. Who doesn't know that you are all in the same vein. When in danger, run fast. ”

Wu Hao was not happy, and choked: "Are we called running? We are pursuing the road of immortality—and you dare to say it." ”

Song Yue sneered at the corner of his mouth: "The Great Dao of Eternal Life? ”

The two were arguing, and they quarreled again for some reason.