The snow was falling, outside the Jiang family's mansion, Jiang Yan jumped his horse and ran to the Lin Hai Snow Plain, half an hour ago, he sent Jiang Shiliang back to the house, and now, he went to the place of the preliminary examination alone.

This time, it was almost noon.

Lin Hai Xueyuan is located in the north of Jiangfu, about 100 miles away from Jiangfu, the horse rushed all the way, Jiang Yan did not stop all the way, three o'clock in the afternoon, he caught up with the first test.

Black clouds are far away from the mountains, heavy snow is flying, in front of the snow field, Jiang Yan looked at the edge of the snow field, but saw an army of more than 1,000 people guarding the entrance of the snow field, and was reviewing the monks of the Jiang family.

Handing in the Dabi invitation, Jiang Yan rushed into the snowfield at the last moment.

Lin Hai Xueyuan occupies one-tenth of the territory of Beijiang Prefecture, and entered the snow field, but Jiang Yan did not meet acquaintances along the way, and the children of the Jiang family's house had already entered the depths of the snow field.

On the periphery of the snow field, the Jiang family's relatives and monks were also very rare, most of them were far away from him, and they walked slowly, and gradually, Jiang Yan fell to the last ranks.

This time, he was relieved.

There are two review criteria for Dabi's initial test, one is to survive in the snow field for one month, and the other is to kill a yellow-rank mid-grade demon beast, those newborn calves don't know at all, and the second standard can be cheated.

In his previous life, the reason why Jiang Yan failed to pass the first test of Dabi was because his cultivation was too low, and on the other hand, it was because others had cheated.

In his previous life, Jiang Yan barely survived in the snow field for a month, he ate raw meat, drank ice and snow every day, and even worked with everyone to hunt down several lone yellow-rank mid-grade demon beasts, and he was defeated at the last moment.

In his previous life, he failed the first test the most because the loot that belonged to him was robbed. Now, although he was seriously injured, one month was enough time for him to resume his cultivation, and on the day of the end of the first test, he snatched a yellow-rank mid-grade demon beast from others, he had such a fraudulent method, so naturally he didn't need to rush into the depths of the snow forest.

This is a world of the jungle, robbing others of the spoils of war, and he has no worries.

Driving the horse slowly, Jiang Yan gradually moved away from the Jiang family, only to see him gradually disappear into the forest and disappear into the outer part of the snow forest.

Linhai Snow Field, three thousand miles longitudinal and horizontal, here is the northernmost part of Beijiang Prefecture, a secluded forest, submerged in the snow forest, Jiang Yan's figure appeared next to a small river, but saw that next to the bank of this primitive woodland, there are several towering trees, enclosing a dry clearing.

Here, Jiang Yan had been here in his previous life, and this time, he was here to heal his wounds, wielding his sword to dig open the heart of an ancient tree, and he got into the ancient tree.

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Seven days later, at the end of the hour, on the periphery of Lin Hai Snow Plain, under the ancient wood, Jiang Yan lit a bonfire, and after seven days, his injuries were more than fifty percent better.

The bonfire was lit, Jiang Yan walked to the river, caught a few fatty fish, and he prepared a dinner for himself with wild vegetables.

In his previous life, he could not survive in the depths of the snowfield, where he could enjoy such a taste, and in this life, he could eat hot food comfortably, take out the seasoning from the storage bag, and in a short time, a pot of delicious fish soup was completed.

"Hoo ......"

Gulping down a bowl of hot soup, Jiang Yan warmed up from head to toe, others were sacrificing their lives, but he was enjoying it here, he was really more angry than people.

"Click, squeak......"

Suddenly, a soft sound reached Jiang Yan's ears, and as soon as his ears moved, he jumped behind an ancient tree, he was an "old guy" who lived five hundred years ago, and his judgment of danger was simply not too sensitive. Hiding behind an ancient tree, Jiang Yan secretly used his mana, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, he secretly probed the power of his divine sense.

The night was already dark, and now, it was the time when the demon beasts on the periphery of Lin Hai Snow Field were foraging, and worried that there would be demon beasts coming, Jiang Yan took out twelve points of vigilance.

"Senior brother, the Marquis of Zhenshan and our well water do not interfere with the river water, why should we be enemies with him? You know, he is a great monk of the Sanhua Realm, and the master of the sect is just a monk of the Sanhua Realm......" After a long time, a young man's voice suddenly came from the forest.

"You kid, why do you care so much? As a monk of the Blood River Sect, I naturally have to listen to the orders of the sect master, and as for a person like the Marquis of Zhenshan, it's not something you kid can think about......

"Ouch, brother, I'll just ask, why are you beating me......"

"Idiot, how many times have I said it. Don't call me senior brother, call me a soldier ......"

As the voice approached, Jiang Yan's face changed, and he secretly thought about something, he could sense that the cultivation of the visitor was not high, and after thinking about it, he appeared from behind the tree and sat back by the campfire.

"The person who came is a monk of the Blood River Sect, and the Blood River Sect is an evil sect, how can the disciples of the Blood River Sect be here?" After thinking about it, Jiang Yan was already ready to investigate.

Coming along the bonfire, a moment later, the Blood River Sect monk came. Looking up, Jiang Yan frowned, but when he saw that the person who came was actually wearing a Beijiangzhou standard military robe, he actually looked like a sergeant, so that people couldn't see their identity as an evil monk at all.

"Ah! Who should I be? It turned out to be the Jiang family! Son, in the Third Army of the Xiabei Jiang Army, Zhang Xu ...... "When someone came, he looked at Jiang Yan and smiled, he smiled kindly, and when he opened his mouth, he clasped his fists and saluted.

Jiang Yan had probed the two of them with the power of his divine sense just now, but this time, the people who came didn't know that they thought Jiang Yan was an ordinary monk and wanted to be close to him.

"Zhang Xu, the sergeant major of the Third Army, interesting, interesting, just two mid-grade monks in the First Pulse Realm, can actually kill a squad of my Beijiang Third Army, it seems that the means of the two of you are not low......" Jiang Yan knew very well that these two people definitely had bad intentions, he was not interested in chatting with the two, and when he opened his mouth, he broke the identity of the two.

Hearing this, the faces of the two Blood River Sect disciples changed, and the two glanced at each other, and both pulled out the blades on their waists.

"I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it, it turns out that the Jiang family is not all waste, boy, I don't kill nameless people, report your name!" A strange laugh sounded, and a thick black mist rose from behind Zhang Xu, and in the black mist, several skull shapes suddenly appeared.

Ghost Soul Sword Technique, one of the top ten exercises of the Blood River Sect, this Zhang Xu is a disciple of the Inner Gate of the Blood River Sect, and a mid-grade monk in the First Pulse Realm.

"Hehe, you also deserve to know my name? Huang Rank Exercises? It seems that my Beijiang Army was overshadowed by you......" Jiang Yan drew his sword and said with a presumptuous smile.

Dealing with the great enemy, Jiang Yan will naturally go all out, but these two miscellaneous fish are not worth his attention.

"Bastard, you look down on me. Senior brother, cloth Yin Soul Array!"

"Boy, within three moves, watch the two of us take your life. You're just a mid-grade cultivator in the First Pulse Realm, what are you arrogant?"

Before Zhang Xu's words fell, he rushed towards Jiang Yan to kill, he was like a powerful ghost, extremely fierce.

The blood river sect monks also inherited the blood path evil art, this evil art is similar to the "blood sacrifice reincarnation technique" and "blood sacrifice soul transfer technique", both of which can affect the opponent's mind, Zhang Xu was able to take down a squad of the Beijiang Army, on the one hand, he used the secret technique, and on the other hand, it was because of this insidious move.

"Lonely Nine Swords, Fifth Style, Qianjun, Broken Knife Style......" The killing move was sacrificed, Jiang Yan did not spare his hand at all, and a sword light sprinkled down, accompanied by a bonfire, illuminating the world here.

The sword of Qianjun, the heart is like stopping water, and this blow is almost equal to the ten-percent power of a high-grade monk in the ordinary realm.

"Senior brother, be careful...... "The Yin Soul Formation is a two-person formation, Zhang Xu is in front, his junior brother is in the black cloud behind him, seeing that Jiang Yan's sword contains powerful and incomparable spiritual power, the kid shouted with great horror.

The form was wrong, the rabbit turned into a tiger, in a hurry, Zhang Xu's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly retreated, he opened his mouth and spit out, and a black mist was spit out by him.

"Rotting corpse gas, hehe, the class has an axe......"

The black mist was in front of him, but Jiang Yan didn't panic at all, he didn't think that he actually shook his right hand, and in an instant, the Xuanbing Sword in his hand turned into a meteor, piercing Zhang Xu's eyebrows.

"Sword Shake ......"

The Xuanbing Sword took off his hand and moved forward.

"No......" Zhang Xu was inexplicably frightened, and shouted with great fear.

The Xuanbing Sword broke through the black mist barrier, without the slightest deviation of half a minute, and with one sword, it broke through Zhang Xu's head, wearing his eyebrows, and nailed him to an ancient tree.

"Senior Brother Zhang is dead, oh my God!"

The young monk sat down on the ground, trembling all over his body, swallowing and peeing his pants in fright.

Jiang Yan slashed Zhang Xu with a sword, and his strength was really amazing.