The distance between the beach and the woods is not far. According to the time on the island, it can be reached in more than ten minutes. However, as the team was marching, more than one person heard a dull crashing sound from the seaside.
"...What's the noise? Did you hear it?"
Chen Mo first took a cautious look at the location of Lu Manshi, and then asked in a low voice to Ye Lantian in front of him.
"It seems like someone is blasting something. From the strength of it, it doesn't look like something a Foundation Establishment monk can do."
One pass to ten, ten to one hundred, the team soon became noisy. Lu Manshi suddenly shouted loudly at the end, which was immediately heard clearly by the entire long queue:
"Who's still talking?! Get out!"
Hearing that he was angry again, everyone immediately fell silent in tacit agreement.
The lesson learned by No. 44 had not passed long, and none of the monks wanted to be the second chicken to scare the monkeys.
Soon, Chen Mo and others were running along with the long team, and a surprising scene on the beach came into view.
In the sky a hundred feet away in front of me, what fell was not raindrops, but fireballs as big as millstones!
In terms of the density of the fireballs, they almost covered the area on the beach. Chen Mo roughly estimated that this section was at least more than three miles away.
As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of flames everywhere.
The fireball quickly fell to the ground, first with a "boom" sound, shaking up countless sand and dust smoke. When the ashes dispersed, the fireball and the yellow sofa made a "sizzling" evaporation sound, and the flames were immediately extinguished.
After a few breaths, a burnt black circular ground was formed.
Everyone looked from the commanding heights and saw that the beautiful yellow sand beach was turned into a pockmarked face by the fireball. There were black spots of different sizes everywhere. As time went by, the yellow parts would all disappear, and the fireball would destroy it. All areas were scorched black.
"Someone is using a magic weapon up there!"
Ye Lantian lowered his voice and whispered to Chen Mo.
"Magical weapon??"
Chen Mo was shocked. A magic weapon is a level higher than a magic weapon! Only when a magic weapon has a spirit can it be called a magic weapon!
No matter which country's auction it is, the most it can do is to take a shot at the best magic weapon. This has to be the final treasure, a magic weapon? It can increase a cultivator's strength exponentially. What fool can sell it?
Chen Mo said: "How did you know it was a magic weapon?"
Ye Lantian's expression became serious for the first time: "Look at the flames in the flames. They are different from the deep yellow flames we have seen. They are green!"
Chen Mo looked at it carefully and saw that this fireball was indeed what Ye Lantian said. It was different from the one they had made. There was a dark green bean dot in the inner flame. It was not until the flame was extinguished that the bean dot finally died.
"This kind of strange fire can enter the body along the spiritual veins and burn the monk's spiritual energy. Once it is hit, the consequences will be disastrous!"
"He won't let us rush into this area, right? This is no different from purple sand!"
Chen Mo's expression froze. He subconsciously guessed Lu Manshi's intention. He turned back to look at Lin Yuqin. She heard what Ye Lantian was talking to him word for word. She looked pale at this time, even more so than Chen Mo. Not much better.
"Follow me closely, and I will follow Senior Brother Ye." Chen Mo said to her.
Lin Yuqin was slightly stunned. This was the first time in the past few months that she had heard Chen Mo say a word of concern for her.
With waves in her heart, she hummed softly, as if facing the upcoming crisis was no longer so scary.
When Ye Lantian heard that these two disciples were trying to hug his thigh again, he immediately smiled bitterly and said, "Junior brother, I am now a Clay Bodhisattva and cannot save myself when crossing the river. Let's see what happens first!"
While Chen Mo and others were discussing this area, other people were not idle either. There were many people who could tell that this was the result of the magical weapon.
Different from the previous time when the flagpole was erected, the relaxed and carefree expressions of all the monks disappeared, replaced by solemn expressions.
From time to time, some people were trying to figure out Lu Manshi's intentions, which was similar to what Chen Mo thought. Everyone vaguely guessed that the old guy Lu Manshi wanted them to get through this muddy water!
"They are all quite smart. They can guess what they are going to do next. I won't say any more nonsense..."
Lu Manshi listened to the people's discussion again and did not stop him for the first time. Instead, he laughed out loud and said with a smile:
"Four miles away, there is a small slope covered with weeds. Your task today is to pull out all the grass on that slope! Whenever there is no more grass, this trial will be about nothing. The time is over!”
Looking in the direction of Lu Manshi's finger, the small slope was just a black dot smaller than a sesame seed in everyone's sight. On the way, he had to cross a beach that was bombarded. Isn't this torture?
"You can only pull out one weed in one trip. If you pull too many weeds, the evaluation will be bad. You are not allowed to steal other people's grass during the trial. If you do, the evaluation will be bad. The ten people who pulled the least number of weeds will make ten additional trips and the evaluation will be bad!"
Everyone couldn't help but gasp after hearing the weird rules. The emotional test was the worst, not only would they not be evaluated, but they would also be punished! This is to eliminate the last few people to death!
"Let's go, why don't you wait for me to invite you?"
Lu Manshi once again scolded the stopped team to move forward. This time everyone could no longer laugh. A team of nearly 200 people lined up horizontally on the beach.
Ten feet away is the area where the fireball bombards. The closer you get, the more manic the scorching breath becomes. The dull air makes everyone upset. The thought of rushing into this place to die makes many monks tremble in their hearts. Backed off.
Among the long queue, Meng Qianqiu was the only one who looked calm, as if she had passed this test countless times. Different from the worried expressions of most people, her appearance seemed to be... ....excited?
Just when Lu Manshi was about to announce the start, a monk wearing a purple robe suddenly said loudly:
"I refuse to participate in this trial!!!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's attention was immediately attracted. Chen Mo and Ye Lantian were also stunned. In less than an hour, is someone going to resist the Devil's Island?
"No. 73! A bad review! Do I allow you to speak?"
Lu Manshi looked solemn and teleported from the front of the team to him in the blink of an eye.
"I have a name!! My name is Gao Yuan! My name is not No. 73!"
The purple-robed young man struggled to pull off the number plate from his waist, and threw it heavily on the beach amid a burst of exclamations from the monks.
After doing all this, he looked into Lu Manshi's eyes with an expression of dissatisfaction.
He was sure that Lu Manshi could not use his power to bully others and bully him with his cultivation level in the pill formation stage. As for the contract, Li Zhen also said that he could renege within three days. He was not even a disciple of Trapped Demon Island.
As the nephew of the head of the Hehuan Sect, he has been practicing smoothly for more than 40 years and has never suffered such contempt from others. In this short period of time on the Demonic Island, he almost endured all the grievances in his life. .
If it were a normal trial, Gao Yuan would not be so angry. He is well-informed and would naturally recognize what spells are caused by magic weapons.
Even if the fireball condensed by this magic weapon is hit, it will cause serious damage to the body. Now Lu Manshi actually asked them to travel four miles across the ground to pull out some inexplicable grass. It is simply intolerable!
This act of defiance made several monks who were in the middle stage of foundation building also look at him. Even though they were not confident in their hearts, they were also impressed by such a tough approach.
Li Shuang's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.
"This...this is Gaoyuan of Hehuan Sect!"
"He is so powerful, you dare to disobey him..."
"Shhh! Don't talk!!"
Lu Manshi glanced around. Although he didn't say anything, the crowd became quiet in an instant.
"Pick up the number plate and continue the trial."
Lu Manshi surprised everyone. He seemed to be worried that Gao Yuan would trigger resistance among the monks, so he said this calmly.
Many monks who were watching the excitement thought they could witness a scene of massacre, but in comparison, they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Lu Manshi was about to turn around and leave, but Gao Yuan thought that Lu Manshi was afraid of him deceiving people. Not only did he not pick up the number plate on the ground, he also shouted loudly to Lu Manshi:
"You are suppressing us! You are training us to be your slaves! I don't care what others think, I won't accept it!"
"You let us do such a fatal thing and use people's lives to establish our authority! Let everyone be afraid of you! Fear you! Our lives are not our lives! Lower the difficulty! Otherwise, I will not compromise!"
As soon as these words came out, Lu Manshi really stopped.
He walked back to Gao Yuan and said word for word: "Just because you can't do it, doesn't mean others can't do it. Cowards don't deserve to stand here!"
"Now, get out!"
Gao Yuan was unmoved and contradicted him again:
"Senior Lu Manshi! Then let me see which foundation-building monk can cross this beach to pull weeds unscathed! If someone does it, I will admit it voluntarily! I give up! If no one does it arrive!"
"I refuse to participate in this trial! And when I return to the sect, I will tell everyone the truth of the matter. It's not that I was trapped in the Demon Island and expelled. The truth is here!"
"It's a place to satisfy the perverted desires of some monks!"
Gao Yuan turned around and announced this sentence to all the monks. This sentence undoubtedly scolded the real Mo Yuan on the island, but he was fearless.
His development in the Hehuan Sect will not be worse than that of the Demonic Island. Even if he goes back, he is confident that he can form an elixir within a hundred years. Why should he come here to see other people's faces?
Because of this, Chen Mo has been frightened by this guy's bold move. He is not the only one to challenge the authority of the island with his foundation-building level of cultivation. This kind of scene is rare to see in his life!
But if you think about it carefully, what Gao Yuan said is not unreasonable. He just said something that most monks dare not say and cannot say.
"Meng Qianqiu!!"
Lu Manshi was angry, and even his voice was filled with anger.
Meng Qianqiu took a step forward, raised his hands and said, "The disciple is here!"
"Show him! Come back to me in ten minutes!"
"yes!"
Meng Qianqiu pinched out a spell with one hand, and immediately two streams of clear spirit energy swirled around her feet. Without any hesitation, her figure rushed straight towards the beach shrouded in fireballs.
"Those who don't believe it should supervise her anytime and anywhere now!"
Lu Manshi signaled that everyone could leave. Chen Mo and Ye Lantian looked at each other. The two of them, together with Lin Yuqin, raised their swords into the air with many monks, and found a high place to observe Meng Qianqiu's every move.
Not long after, monks were everywhere on the mountain on the other side of the beach.
Lu Manshi said to Gao Yuan: "Are you going to see it?"
There were only two of them left in front of the beach in Nuoda. Gao Yuan was a little panicked at this time, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "I'll wait here for her to come back!"
On the other side, Meng Qianqiu's figure was walking on flat ground. Even though the fireball hit the ground, her speed did not slow down. She either turned over to avoid it, or jumped up, always being able to hit her before the fireball was about to hit her. Avoid it wisely.
In a short time, she had run nearly half the distance.
“Is that man in the sky releasing water?”
Lin Yuqin watched for a while, surprised by Meng Qianqiu's movement and courage. She suddenly asked Chen Mo: "Is she cheating? The person above using the magic weapon deliberately avoided her position and did not smash it?"
"no."
Chen Mo shook his head and said: "There were a lot of fireballs coming straight at her just now. There was no pattern at all. They were not controlled by humans. She was able to avoid them at the last moment! How strange!"
"She'd better be smashed to death!" Lin Yuqin cursed her viciously.
When Chen Mo heard this, a warm current surged through his heart. It was obvious who he was saying this for.
"Thank you."
Chen Mo didn't know what to say, so he could only express his gratitude in the simplest words.
Confused by Chen Mo's gentleness at this moment, Lin Yuqin blushed and stammered: "She beat me! I... I just said it for myself!"
"Hey, I think you two are almost ready."
Ye Lantian felt a little bored listening to their conversation: "Can you stop flirting, when is it? Quickly see how she dodges the fireball, it will be our turn soon!"
Meng Qianqiu rushed through the last section of the fire scene. Chen Mo and others also saw the appearance of the soil slope. It was a piece of yellow-green grass with at least thousands of weeds. What Meng Qianqiu pulled out was just a drop in the bucket. That’s all.
"This...when does he have to pull it out?"
Chen Mo couldn't help but cursed, and he wasn't the only one who cursed. After seeing the weeds on the slope, many monks cursed, and by the way, Lu Manshi's ancestors also paid their respects to him from the bottom of their hearts.
Ye Lantian said with a gloomy face: "What King Lu Yan said is really not nonsense. He really plans to kill these people in this month!"
One trial almost cost them half their lives. What about the remaining trials?
Chen Mo thought for a while and said to himself: "Every trial must have a trial meaning. What can we gain by pulling weeds here?"
"courage?"
The speaker was unintentional but the listener was interested. Ye Lantian tentatively added a sentence.
“Courage should only be part of it.”
Chen Mo said: "Lu Manshi's trial must be able to help us improve something specific. Courage cannot be explained clearly, and it won't be this."
"Imitate her in dodging fireballs?"
Lin Yuqin said doubtfully.
This simplest sentence touched the thoughts of Ye Lantian and Chen Mo. They looked at each other and suddenly focused on Meng Qianqiu at the same time.
Almost at the same time, the two said in unison:
"Exercise your spiritual sense!"
