Beishan Dabao Valley, inner valley edge
In a hidden cave somewhere
After a night of rest, Mingzishan removed the spiritual array at the entrance of the cave, led his disciples to clean up briefly, and then continued towards the inner valley.
At dawn in the morning, the valley is filled with white mist and the insects and birds are chirping quietly.
The sky and the earth are integrated, and there is no shadow of a tree five meters away.
Looking up from the bottom of the valley, the sky above is turbid, like a lost world in fog.
Walking at the bottom of the valley, morning mist and dew, mixed with the smell of earth and grass, come towards you...
Dantong's disciples ignored the humidity of the environment and were all on guard, following the elder tremblingly.
These people have been immersed in the alchemy room and the alchemy path all day long. They have always had no worries about food and clothing, and have never experienced the wind and rain. They are naturally nervous when walking in such a dangerous forest.
The purpose of this experience, in addition to collecting elixirs, is also to train them how to deal with danger.
In the team, Qiye still walked indifferently...
The difference is that after their outstanding performance before, Yan Wan, Gaoyi Shangqian and other three people took the initiative to accompany him.
This kind of treatment is undoubtedly a great favor for the young Qiye:
Just imagine, one on the left is asking for help, one on the right is for personal protection, and there is another one in front who is on guard.
How can one not be envious of such a blessing.
However, this made Qiye, who was used to being alone, feel a little uncomfortable.
It seems that every move I make will inevitably fall into the eyes of others. This psychological awareness of "unintentional attention" has always been lingering in my mind.
However, out of consideration for others' kindness, Qiye couldn't refuse directly.
Otherwise, it would be too heartbreaking...
And such a beautiful scene fell in the eyes of Wang Xiu and Zhang Li behind them, and they gnashed their teeth in jealousy:
snort!
Unexpectedly, a boy from the outer sect would steal the limelight and win the favor of the junior sisters. Even senior brother Jiang Cai was tricked into unconsciousness by him.
Qiye's talent performance undoubtedly gave a huge blow to the self-esteem of the two people who were proud of themselves.
"Damn it!"
Glancing at Qiye's weak back again, the two of them felt angry, and then followed the team reluctantly.
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly, Ming Zishan, who was walking at the front, stopped immediately and raised his hand to indicate.
Upon hearing the warning, the disciples quickly stood firm, restrained their breath, did not dare to let out a breath, and then looked around in confusion with palpitations and trembling:
In the end what happened?
Ming Zishan narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the place seven or eight meters ahead:
A green hazy object rested on the ground.
He slowly stepped forward and leaned forward carefully. Only when he got closer did he see clearly that the cyan hazy object was a torn edge of clothing.
He picked up the green cloth with his sword and held it in front of his eyes for a closer look.
The Tsing Yi fabric is smooth and soft, and there are laces sewn with gold threads on it, which shows its noble and elegant appearance.
However, compared to this, the most glaring thing was the large stain of blood on the cloth.
"This should be the robe of the inner disciples of the Qingyuan Sect..."
Ming Zishan recognized it.
"Qingyuanmen...?"
During his inspection, Qiye also came forward and looked at the bloody cloth, curiously.
He knew nothing about Qingyuan Sect.
"This Qingyuan Sect is the first-class sect of Fenggu City. Fenggu City, like Baiyan City, belongs to the 'third-class noble city', and the status of this Qingyuan Sect is equivalent to the Tianwuzong. Inside the Qingyuan Sect, outside The disciples wear plain-dyed blue robes, and only the inner disciples’ green robes are embroidered with gold threads.”
Ming Zishan gently stroked his beard, thought for a while and then explained.
While he was explaining, the disciples behind him also gathered around.
Everyone looked at the blood stains on Qing Yi and felt uneasy.
Everyone estimated that the owner of the blood-colored Tsing Yi was probably in serious danger.
Since entering the Medicine Valley, although the group has encountered several monsters, they have not been dangerous enough to cause casualties.
However, the dazzling blood red in front of them at this moment once again sounded the alarm for them.
The inner valley is full of dangers!
Qiye withdrew his gaze, and while everyone's attention was still on the blood-clothes, soul spider threads scattered around.
Sure enough, a cold corpse was detected 100 meters not far ahead.
Due to the heavy fog, the visibility is extremely low and cannot be detected by spiritual consciousness.
So, he pretended to raise the tip of his nose, and then sniffed around in the air. After brewing for a while, he pointed in the direction and said:
"Elder, it seems that the smell of blood is coming from over there..."
"Oh, you said there are some over there too, are you serious?"
Ming Zishan naturally noticed Qiye's actions just now and was very surprised.
Along the way, he was deeply impressed by Ah Qi's extraordinary vision.
What I didn’t expect was: In addition to this little kid’s amazing eyesight, could he also have such an unusual sense of smell?
God is so generous?
Let a little doll have two sensory talents that are different from ordinary people?
"Well, in addition to my good eyes, this disciple also has a very good nose."
Qiye pinched his nose and said a little embarrassedly, making it hard to tell whether it was true or false.
Although Ming Zishan was a little suspicious, he thought that this boy did have extraordinary eyesight and believed what he said.
"You guys are on guard here. I'll come as soon as I go."
To find out, after giving a brief order, he picked up his sword, walked in the direction of Qiye's finger, and disappeared into the white mist...
"Everyone, please be careful! Ah Qi, I'm here to help you."
The elder left, Yan Wan organized the team.
"You're welcome, Senior Sister Yan."
Qiye smiled shyly, and then alerted the surroundings.
In fact, he had already scanned a 500-meter radius, and there was no suspicious movement.
The other disciples who stayed behind held weapons in their hands, relying on each other and guarding the surroundings.
Although the surroundings were temporarily safe, Qiye, who was always vigilant, still scattered ten spider threads, extending a hundred meters, lurking in the grass like a secret whistle.
After about one stick of incense...
A figure quickly walked out of the white mist. When he saw the person, Qiye quickly pulled back the spider silk in front of the figure to prevent him from being noticed.
"Elder, you are finally back..."
Seeing the visitor, the disciples gathered around him with concern, and their uneasy hearts finally calmed down a little.
"I have already checked. In front of me is the corpse of an inner disciple of the Qingyuan Sect. It should have been attacked and killed by poisonous insects such as scorpions. Next, we will continue to the inner valley. You must follow me closely.
Of course, if any of you are afraid and want to give up this trial, you can bring it up now, and I will ask the great elder to help you leave.
But at the same time, those who give up will also fail the trial..."
Ming Zishan looked at everyone with serious eyes.
He also glanced at Ah Qi in the crowd, and couldn't help but sigh again:
I didn't expect that this young, unattractive outer disciple would have such sharp senses. God was really good to him.
"this……"
"..."
For a moment, the disciples looked at each other uncertainly, looking very embarrassed.
On the one hand, if you fail the test, your sect's future training will definitely be affected.
On the other hand, if you continue to move forward, if you encounter an accident and take your life, you will never have hope again...
This bloody experience of the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect serves as a lesson for others.
Therefore, Dantong's disciples were hesitant and very confused.
Ming Zishan did not urge them to make a decision as soon as possible.
Because he knows:
This is a choice that is likely to change your life, and this choice itself is also an experience.
During a lifetime of cultivation, you will always experience countless choices:
It means moving forward hard, facing difficulties, competing with each other, risking your life, and fighting for a chance;
It is better to take a step back, be aware of current affairs, stay out of it, know how to protect yourself, and live a plain life...
No one can choose both ways at the same time.
Because: choosing means giving up.
What is revealed in this choice is the monk's wisdom and courage.
This is also the decisive factor in opportunities among monks.
"Ah Qi, what's your plan?"
Ming Zishan first asked Qiye, who had been silent but looked calm and collected.
He was very curious about what choice this outer disciple, who was the least powerful but outstanding in performance, would make among this group of disciples.
"Elder Qi, this disciple knows that his qualifications are dull and his strength is low. If he gives up because of this, he will really be unwilling to do so. Cultivation is a way to go against nature and to survive in danger. Even if the disciple is the weakest, he still chooses to continue moving forward... "
Qiye gently cupped his hands and said firmly.
His answer made Ming Zishan secretly praise:
What a courageous disciple.
"The disciples also choose to move on..."
"Disciple too..."
After Qiye expressed his stance, Yan Wan and Gaoyi Shangqian followed closely and spoke one after another.
In their eyes, even the young Ah Qi is not afraid. As a senior sister, naturally she cannot let her reputation slip.
"Well, not bad, not bad..."
Ming Zishan looked at the three female disciples with great praise.
"What about you?"
Turning his eyes, he looked at the two male disciples who were in a bit of trouble and asked slowly.
"Disciple, I am also willing to continue moving forward..."
Wang Xiu and Zhang Li said reluctantly
Now that things have happened, they have to bite the bullet, otherwise the gap in treatment between them and other disciples may be even greater after they return.
If it weren't for the fact that the previous few people had chosen to move on, they wouldn't have been willing to take this risk.
"It's all this brat Ah Qi's fault!"
The two of them gritted their teeth with hatred in their hearts.
If Ah Qi chooses to give up, then giving up on his own will not be too conspicuous.
Although the strength of both of them is at the "First Level of Early War Level", they don't have much sense of security in this inner valley.
"Okay, you are indeed an outstanding disciple of my alchemy hall. Next, we will go deep into the inner valley. There may be unexpected dangers on the way. Everyone must follow this elder closely."
Ming Zishan said with joy in his eyes.
After saying that, he held the sword in one hand and walked in front of the team with great momentum.
Others also raised their weapons, gathered around, and followed closely behind the elder.
Qiye, who was protected in the middle of the team, had his sleeves cool and his arms hanging down naturally.
The fingertips secretly manipulated the soul spider silk to alert the surroundings behind them. Because everyone was paying full attention to the surroundings, naturally no one noticed their feet.
Qiye looked at Senior Sister Yan in front of the team.
Yan Wan was seen holding a long green whip in his hand.
The long whip is like a snake, smooth and pliable, reflecting the light of the rippled scales.
He already had some eyesight, and he recognized it at a glance as a 'middle-grade mysterious weapon'.
Although mysterious weapons are not uncommon, not every inner disciple possesses them.
And it's still a middle-grade mysterious weapon.
Qiye himself knows best that even the weapons of the fifth-level common city lord are only mid-range.
It is very possible that this mysterious weapon was specially prepared by Senior Sister Yan's family.
It is indeed a big family with strong strength, and they can easily take out a mid-grade mysterious weapon.
Seeing this, Qiye sighed inwardly.
