After Wan Protector left, Chief Manager Hu led them around and around to the temporary camp for the newcomers. Several Qingyunmen men seemed to have waited for a long time, and skillfully distributed a bowl of wild vegetable soup and a slice of baked cakes to each of them for dinner.

"Brother Yu, how do you eat this?" Han Yu asked as he looked at Chen Yu with a bitter face.

"Well, hold your breath and drink it in one gulp. It's cool at night, so drink some warmth. Chen Yu patted Han Yu's head and comforted.

"Okay..."Han Yu replied aggrievedly.

Afterwards, Chen Yu and the others were taken to the rest place, where they saw a dilapidated thatched hut, and the walls made of thin mud had become pitted and pitch black. The window paper swayed and rustled in the wind.

Chen Yu clasped his hands behind his head, staring at the thatched roof without blinking, not knowing what he was thinking. He turned his head to take a look, Han Yu beside him curled up, his brows furrowed slightly, and Chen Yu quietly covered Han Yu with his coat.

Han Yu tightened his clothes, and his brows stretched a little.

......

On the second day, Mr. Hu brought another group of people over early in the morning.

"It's time to eat!" shouted a man as he banged on a gong. Chen Yu and the others all received two full heads and some pickles, probably afraid that these little guys would not be physically exhausted in the next day, and at noon there was no limit to the number of men, and everyone was white rice and stir-fried vegetables.

"If you save money from this meal, you can drink a few more flowers. On the other side, Mr. Hu muttered, as if he had been cut off from his heart.

.....

The day of the trial of the newcomers is approaching in a blink of an eye, and in the early morning of this day, a group of Tsing Yi people stood in the temporary camp of the newcomers, and there was a cloud on each cuff. The man at the head wears a crown of feathers, three red maple leaves on the chest of his clothes, and beautiful floral ornaments on the cuffs.

A burst of eager gongs woke up the sleeping Chen Yu.

"Everyone quickly washed up and gathered. A man with a strong voice stood in the courtyard and shouted loudly, the voice was from near to far, which should have added the effect of internal strength.

Chen Yu and the others didn't dare to slack off, everyone got up quickly, crowded into the courtyard like a swarm, stood in line, whispered to their familiar partners one by one, and pointed at the group of men in front of them. , with a warm sense of worship in his eyes.

"Stand still!" the man shouted angrily, and the courtyard fell silent for a moment.

"This is today's trial chief examiner, Hall Master Li of the Flying Rain Hall of Qingyunmen. Mr. Hu, who was standing behind the man, jumped out and explained. Hall Master Li glared at Manager Hu, and Manager Hu immediately shut up and retreated.

"Listen, Everybody, the newcomer trial, start now. The rules are as follows......"

In this year's Newcomer Trial, each newcomer will have a disciple to protect their safety, but will not provide any help. The task of each newcomer is to go up the mountain alone and stand on the cliff of Qingyunmen before dark.

Those who fail in the mission will be sent back, and of course, those who have outstanding performance can be registered as disciples. Of course, the advantage of a registered disciple is that he or she has performed well in the big competition half a year later, or has made other outstanding contributions, and can be allowed to enter the Qingyun Sect to practice martial arts again.

Chen Yu didn't know what a registered disciple was, for him, if he could directly enter Qingyunmen as a disciple of martial arts, it would be better than waiting for so many more years. Even if he leaves in the future, he can be as worry-free as Han Yuanxing, otherwise he really doesn't know where to go.

"Alright, let's go!" Hall Master Li ordered, and everyone poured into the forest.

Chen Yu looked at Han Qing and Han Yu, and the three of them looked at each other and nodded, indicating that everything was fine. Chen Yu watched Han Qing and Han Yu enter the forest separately, he chose a place with few people, and also plunged into it.

At the beginning, the road up the mountain was relatively smooth and flat. Gradually, Chen Yu found that the road was getting steeper and steeper, and there were more and more weeds and thorns, so he buried him in the grass.

After walking for about two hours, Chen Yu felt tired, and looked around, there were three or two rookie disciples around, and everyone was followed by a "senior brother".

They stood with their hands behind their backs, standing straight and straight, without saying a word, staring ahead. Chen Yu turned his head and glanced at the "senior brother" who followed him. The other person took his eyes off him.

Chen Yu tried to communicate with the other party again, but the other party never turned his head, and Chen Yu had to give up this idea. Since this "senior brother" followed him, this is the third time that he has communicated with the other party.

Chen Yu rubbed his legs, his pants and upper clothes had been torn, and there was slight blood on his arms and legs, which should have been cut by thorns. Chen Yu rested for a while, took a deep breath and continued to start.

The road up the mountain was getting steeper and steeper, and Chen Yu could no longer stand, so he had to hold on to a tree or a coarse weed. Chen Yu glanced back, and the "senior brother" behind him was on tiptoe, still with his hands behind his back, as if he was unusually relaxed.

"Sure enough, if you enter Qingyunmen, you can work like them. Chen Yu gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

After about an hour, all the vegetation suddenly seemed to disappear. At the entrance is a small pile of protruding stones, which are not covered by vegetation all year round, and the stones are powdered by wind and sun.

Chen Yu looked at the sky, it seemed to be afternoon. Chen Yu had no choice but to slowly try to find a solid stone, and began to climb up, his hand pierced by the stone chips hurt, and blood slowly flowed out.

I don't know what happened to Han Yu and them, Chen Yu thought, and suddenly the hand he was holding in his right hand was all shattered. Chen Yu struggled to pick at the ground with his fingers, stabilizing his mind, he looked down, the red maple leaf forest under him had turned into a thin line, and a trace of cold sweat couldn't help but ooze from his forehead.

The "senior brother" behind him put away his hands that stretched out to catch Chen Yu, and Chen Yu smiled at them.

Chen Yu continued to climb, and after half an hour, his hands barely had any strength at this time. He looked at the horizon above his head, swallowed and foamed, and rolled over in one breath, as if he had been drained.

He gasped for breath, and after resting for a while, he sat up with difficulty to find Han Qing and Han Yu.

At this time, Chen Yu realized that he was just at the bottom of the cliff of dozens of zhang, and more than a dozen ropes were lowered from the top of the cliff. At the bottom of the cliff, there are more than a dozen people meditating and resting, and seven or eight others are eager to try, ready to climb to the top of the mountain.

The young man in Chinese clothes who was riding in the carriage with them that day was impressively in the queue, Chen Yu glanced at it in a little surprise, and then looked for a rope to prepare to climb.

Chen Yu held the rope and couldn't exert any strength, at this time the sun was setting, and the young man in Chinese clothes was getting farther and farther away from him. Chen Yu's lips moved, wanting to spit out a mouthful of foam to his hands, he had not drunk water for a day and only had sporadic foaming stars at this time.

Chen Yu tried again, wrapped the rope around his arm, and pulled himself up little by little. After rising two feet, Chen Yu's hand loosened and fell down again.

"Haha, young master, I'm finally here. The fat boy in a fancy costume stood on the top of the cliff and laughed loudly.

At the top of the cliff, Hall Master Li shook his head, such a human heart is really ordinary. He looked at the others who were meditating behind him and was appreciative. After waiting for a while, Hall Master Li sighed.

"Send a flare, the trial is over!" After Hall Master Li finished speaking, a disciple in Tsing Yi immediately took out a signal flare and pulled out a twister.

Chen Yu intuitively felt that as soon as his body was light, it was brought to the top of the cliff. The trial failed, Chen Yu was a little depressed, Han Qing saw Chen Yu who was brought up on the side, and immediately ran to him, but he didn't see Han Yu.

"Okay, it looks like that's all there is to it. A few people who had given up at the bottom of the cliff just now were temporarily counted as registered disciples, and those who performed well in the future could be promoted to inner disciples. Hall Master Li pointed out, and it turned out to be a few people at the bottom of the cliff who had never given up, including Chen Yu. A few people meditating and resting at the bottom of the cliff were full of depression.

"The rest were sent back or left at the outer gate if they wished. All the disciples who have passed the trial come with me. Xiao Yu, you can arrange those registered disciples. After saying that, Hall Master Li took the lead and left. After Han Qing quickly said goodbye to Chen Yu, he returned to the team and left.

The disciple surnamed Yu acted vigorously and resolutely, nodded at Chen Yu and the others, and motioned to follow.