Chapter 61 Trial Canyon

Style: Heros Author: Suido FukokuWords: 2405Update Time: 24/01/18 03:43:56
September 1st.

The first day of registration for the card wrestling match.

A white-feathered crane circled down, and when it was close to the ground, Li Shuidao jumped down and landed firmly on the ground.

"Brother Dao, come on!" Li Shuilang, who was driving the Baiyun Crane, shouted.

"Don't worry!" Li Shuidao also cupped his fists at him and said.

This is the square outside the trial hall, and white-feathered cranes fall one after another.

A disciple came to the ground. All the disciples who came on a white-feathered crane or other birds were generally young. Most of them were brought by masters and disciples. These young disciples looked nervous and expectant, as if they were about to face life or death. Such a test.

Most of the eighteen-year-old disciples came here on foot, with deep helplessness on their faces.

The Five Poison Sect is a demon sect, and the internal competition is extremely cruel.

The sect encourages trials, and many cultivating families require disciples to complete the first trial before the age of eighteen.

The trial is to set up a platform for disciples to kill each other.

Trials are like cultivating gu. The earlier you participate, the faster you will become stronger. Of course, you may also die earlier.

But the family doesn't care about this. They also hope to raise Gu so that a few more figures like Li Tianwu can appear among the Li family monks.

As for how much waste there is, what’s the use?

It's just a waste of resources for no reason.

Families also have family considerations. It doesn't matter what's right or wrong, it's just a different perspective.

Li Shuidao walked into the door of the trial hall alone.

A disciple in the auditorium smiled and greeted him respectfully: "Is this your first time here, or has you been here before?"

"How is it your first time here, so what if you've been here before?" Li Shuidao asked.

The disciple of Hall Li smiled with a smile on his face and said very patiently: "If this is your first time here, please verify your identity here. If you have been here before, just show your merit card."

"My first time here."

"Junior brother, please come here." Li Shuidao followed the auditorium disciple into a side hall and led him to an old monk.

It was an old monk with gray hair. He raised his eyes and glanced at Li Shuidao, obviously not seeing Li Shuidao's hidden cultivation.

"You just got the same ginseng, and you're here to die?" the old man said with a smile.

"Everyone has his own ambitions." Li Shuidao replied calmly.

"Forget it, what's your name? Where were you born and who did you learn from?" the old man asked three times in a row.

"Junior Li Shuidao, born in the Li family of Shenmu City, my disciple is the Golden-faced Man." Li Shuidao replied respectfully

The old man looked at the booklet in his hand and checked that the above information was completely correct, so he confirmed Li Shuidao's identity. He immediately wrote a note to the disciple behind him. The disciple behind him took the note and immediately went to the furnace room, where there was a refinery. The weapon master is making a magic weapon.

While waiting, the old man smiled and said, "Who are you, Li Shuilong?"

Li Shuidao said quickly: "He is my brother from the same clan, and he is from the same generation as me. Could it be that the seniors also know each other?"

"Hahahaha..." The old man laughed: "How do I know you Li family monks? I just registered two losers, and I was very impressed."

Hearing this, Li Shuidao frowned: "It's impossible. Li Shuilong's ginseng was obviously taken away. Didn't he come to die?"

"Hahahaha... You still have the mood to care about others, aren't you here to die?" The old man laughed while stroking his hands.

Li Shuidao: "..."

After being reminded by the old man, Li Shuidao felt that he still couldn't lock the Qi machine too tightly. He still had to expose his cultivation level in the middle stage of psychic life. Otherwise, if it were spread to the master, the secret of "Golden Toad Qi Locking Technique" would not be kept. .

It must not be self-defeating!

When fighting, you still need to use your mid-level psychic abilities.

After a while...

A merit plate is completed. It is made of fine iron.

Li Shuidao took the sign, which was engraved with his name, place of origin and teacher. He could feel the heavy breath coming from the iron plate.

A disciple in the auditorium explained to Li Shuidao: "This plate is your merit card. There are currently one hundred points of merit in it. The specific number of merits in the merit card can only be remembered by yourself. Outsiders cannot see it. You can't see it, let alone steal it. Merit can be traded, but the transaction must be witnessed by the disciples in the auditorium to complete the transaction. Anyone who wants to steal the merit card inside will not be able to obtain merit. In addition, this thing must not be lost. Once lost, the merit will be reset to zero.”

"Then if I want to check my merits, how should I check it?" Li Shuidao asked.

"All the disciples in my auditorium have secret methods to check their merits. If you want to check your merits, just show your merit card and find any of the disciples in the auditorium, and they are obliged to tell you." The disciples in the auditorium said with a smile.

"Besides, you need to register one thing before participating in the trial."

"What's the matter?" Li Shuidao asked.

"According to the rules of this sect, if you die in a trial, the merits in the merit card can be left to the family, or to anyone you designate. Who do you plan to leave it to?" Disciple Xun in the auditorium watched seriously. Li Shuidao, waiting for his answer.

"Leave it to my family." Li Shuidao answered without thinking.

"Fellow Taoist, please come with me. We need your signature and your seal with your merit plate." The disciples in the auditorium took Li Shuidao to another room.

Many disciples from the auditorium were busy in the room. These people were dressed in white and generally had very low cultivation. There were a large number of paper classics behind them.

With the help of the disciples in the auditorium, Li Shuidao successfully made his will.

After the will was made, a female disciple in white came up and said softly: "Please follow me, and I will take you to the trial site."

Li Shuidao left this building with the female disciple in white and headed towards the deep mountains and dense forests.

Just when Li Shuidao frowned and wanted to ask something, his eyes suddenly opened up and turned out to be a deep canyon.

There is not a single tree in the canyon, and the entire canyon is covered with bare rocks. In the stone walls around the edges are cells with single rooms. In almost every cell, there is a young disciple sitting cross-legged.

Several hook and sickle guards with advanced cultivation were riding flying magic weapons, suspended in the air, patrolling...

The stone ground directly below the valley is black, and the color is obviously different from other places. It is formed by being soaked in blood for many years. There are even two white-clothed disciples in the auditorium cleaning and wiping the blood stains on the stone slabs.

That should be the place for a fight to the death, and it had just happened.

Li Shuidao was walking on the mountain road. When he looked at the valley, the more he looked at it, the more it looked like a huge voodoo cup.

These young monks are Gu insects.

The temporary living cell is a small sac where the poisonous insects are temporarily stored.

The platform below the valley is where the Gu insects kill each other and devour each other to become Gu kings.

"You will be living in the cell here during the trial. After entering the cell, you must be led by a disciple from the auditorium before you can leave. If you leave without authorization, you will be killed by the hook and sickle guards." The female disciple in white reminded.

Li Shuidao nodded solemnly.

"No matter who your master is here, you must follow the rules." The female disciple reminded again.

"I understand." The female disciple walked Li Shuidao through one cell after another.

There are people in these cells, and everyone has a sign hanging on their cell. Most of them are white signs, and only a few have black signs.

About thirty people passed by. When Li Shuidao passed by the entrance of a cell, his eyes met with the people in the cell. Both of them saw surprise on each other's faces.