The sky was gloomy and dark, and large strands of black clouds seemed likely to fall and press down at any time. They were rolling and thick.
On the dark land, there were rolling hills. There was no grass growing on the ground, only black rocks and soil mixed together.
In some places, there are scattered garbage and debris, whether they are wood or metal.
Click.
A black boot accidentally stepped on a metal fragment, which made a crisp sound and broke the metal fragment directly.
Quietly, a centipede-like team of men in black was slowly crawling over a hill, heading towards the ruins of a dilapidated building in the distance.
In the team of men in black, everyone carried a long sword or a baggage on their backs, and wore a black raincoat. They walked with their heads lowered and covered their heads in silence.
The person walking in the middle was turning his head slightly and looking to the right, revealing half of his fair chin.
A flash of lightning flashed, and the man gently lifted a corner of his raincoat and cloak, revealing a frail face like a scholar. It was Lin Xin who had left the sect not long ago.
"stop!"
Suddenly, an order came from the front of the team, and it was the voice of an energetic middle-aged man.
The entire team stopped quickly.
"Lower clothes."
Everyone quickly took off their black raincoats and cloaks.
Lin Xin also quickly pulled off his raincoat, revealing the black outfit underneath.
"You said that this Sword Listening Conference just pulled us up in the middle of the night, took us on a boat all the way for three days and three nights, and held it in such a shabby place?" A disciple next to him complained in a low voice.
"It's okay. I heard from my senior who participated in the past that the Sword Listening Conference is held every two years. A different underground cave is usually selected for the trial. It's just that this time we are a little further away." Someone else answered.
"Our team is still good. Some of them are traveling by land. I don't know how long it will take to travel all the way."
"Didn't they go the same way as us?"
"There are still a few teams that enter through other entrances."
Lin Xin listened thoughtfully, folded the raincoat silently, tied it up and stuffed it into his backpack. He asked a tailor to design a backpack for himself, which was similar to the mountaineering bag he used before. It was very strong and had a large capacity.
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At this time, it had been a month since he obtained the magical weapon, and there had been no movement at the Listening Sword Conference. But just a few days ago, a man suddenly came out in the middle of the night, woke up all the registered disciples, and led everyone on their way.
If it weren't for the testimony of the senior fellow disciples and elders of the sect, as well as the strong strength of this guy, as well as the explanations of the senior fellow apprentices who had participated before, it is estimated that no one would follow a guy of unknown origin and leave the sect directly.
Lin Xin just packed up his things in a hurry, then left with the team and boarded a big boat. Everyone got a black raincoat and cloak, and then they drifted all the way.
After crossing several towns and passing through a large area of uninhabited wasteland, it took three days to arrive at such a desolate, weird and dead place.
"Everyone, get ready." The voice of the leader from the front came again. "Keep going."
The sound interrupted Lin Xin's memories, and after walking for some distance, he looked up and looked forward. The team had entered a place that looked like the ruins of a town. There were broken walls everywhere, and strangely, they were all black.
Built of stone.
The team slowed down and walked slowly through the ruined town.
Hiss...someone suddenly let out a gasp.
Lin Xinxun was slightly shocked when he heard the sound.
Behind a broken wall on the right side of the team, there was a cross wooden cross with a rotting black corpse tied to it.
The mouth of the corpse was open, and the skin was rotten all over, revealing the black muscle lines underneath. Only one eye was left with a black hole. A section of both legs fell to an unknown place, and only the knees were left.
"This is skinning...torture..." someone beside Lin Xin whispered. She raised her head, revealing a fair and charming face.
"Miss Xiao, if skinners appear in such an inaccessible place, there is no doubt that they are most likely demon monks from the demon sect. I wonder why the sect would choose this place for the trial?" Another person asked.
He came over and whispered, with a worried look on his face.
"I don't know either." Xiao Lingling shook her head, her eyes also flashed with worry, and she glanced at Lin Xin. "Senior Brother Lin, have you ever come into contact with demonic monks? Do you know what you know about them?"
Lin Xin shook his head.
"Like you, I have only been in the sect for less than a year, and I am only on the second level of cultivation. I have no time to learn about other information. I don't even have time to do my cultivation tasks. As for the demon monks, I have no chance to contact them." At this point,
He vaguely thought of the wooden mule that died by his own hands.
This time he entered the third floor and entered the innate world. Only a few people knew about it. In addition, he had been living alone in the sect. Even if he participated in the mission later, all his teammates who knew about him were dead. As a result, they knew his true identity.
The ones who are cultivating are only a few people at the top.
It just so happens that everyone can participate in the Cave Listening Sword Conference regardless of their cultivation level. The third-level cultivation level may not be able to hide it, but when encountering most of the disciples who are not well-informed, it can also have an unexpected effect and save combat power as much as possible.
So he simply used the Concealment Formation to restrain his aura. It seemed to have a good effect, but Xiao Lingling couldn't even notice it.
"Our level is too low. It's a pity that we can't squeeze into the circle of those senior brothers, so we can only stick together with each other." Another person came closer and said.
These people are all close personal friends of Xiao Lingling, and they are all men. They are obviously potential suitors attracted by her looks.
"It's a pity... If you were still in a gang, you could also march with the gang's masters." One person said unwillingly.
"It's useless. Now that you have left the Lingzhu Gang, don't say such depressing words. With Senior Brother Guang here, we can fight together as a team." Xiao Lingling turned her eyes and looked at a tall man in front of her on the left.
The man smiled.
"Don't worry, Ling'er, I'm here to keep you safe." Senior Brother Guang smiled confidently and acted calmly.
"We're here." A voice came from the front.
The entire team stopped immediately. More than a dozen skinned corpses on wooden frames passed by. The atmosphere in the entire team was slightly silent, and everyone was on guard.
Lin Xin looked forward and saw that right in front of the team was a half-collapsed stone bungalow. The doorless entrance was dark and without a trace of light. From time to time, a cold wind blew out.
The team was led by a skinny old man with a goatee. He was also dressed in black and had three bloody scars on his right cheek. He looked very fierce.
"I, the culprit, is the supervisor of this entrance. There will be a guardian of the trial entrance coming soon. He is the Foundation Establishment Deacon. Please pay attention to your etiquette."
"Yes." The team responded in disarray.
The culprit shook his head slightly, as if he was a little disappointed with the discipline of the team. The whole team just stood in the ruins and waited.
Some people simply started to practice inner energy, while others silently checked whether there were any problems with their preparations.
Others got close to each other and started forming cliques to form small groups.
Those who had gangs in the team formed a group, and individual members also formed small groups. Suddenly the entire team of forty or fifty people was divided into six parts.
The Lingzhu Gang and the Poison Gang were both led by people, and they each pulled a handful of people over, while the other four groups were all scattered.
Lin Xin walked aside alone, preparing to act alone. There were a few others who had the same plan as him, but they all looked either aloof or silent.
"Senior Brother Lin? Why don't you come with us? You can also have someone to take care of you." Xiao Lingling came over and whispered.
"Together?" Lin Xin was about to refuse. He had made an appointment with Kong Yuhui and Cheng Ruofei and had already made plans. But just as he was about to say the words, he felt as if someone was secretly watching him in the dark.
Then I thought about it, before joining the two of them, I could stay with Xiao Lingling and others to avoid being in danger and exposing my strength prematurely. When I meet Kong Yuhui and others, I can just leave the team and come out.
"Okay, but I have made an appointment with a few friends and want to stay with them. When I meet someone, I may have to leave on my own." He said in advance.
"It doesn't matter." Xiao Lingling is just an ordinary first-level disciple. Who knows about Lin Xin's achievements during this time? After all, those things must be kept secret.
"When the time comes, you can leave by yourself. Now that there is one more person, there will be more care." What she likes is that Lin Xin, like Senior Brother Guang, is a second-level insider. Although there is not much difference between the first and second levels.
Big, but also a considerable combat power.
Among this group of low-level disciples, the only ones who stand out are these second- and third-level masters. The third-level ones are all in the Lingzhu Gang and the Poison Gang, and one on each side is considered the leader.
After that, there are the most powerful people on the second floor. There are only five people, and Senior Brother Guang is one of them.
In such a low-level group, everyone around him is inferior to himself and stands out from the crowd. Naturally, Senior Brother Guang's self-confidence has also increased.
Seeing Xiao Lingling being so accommodating and enthusiastic towards Lin Xin, he coughed, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, and was about to speak.
Puff puff puff...
Suddenly, a black shadow flew over everyone's heads, accompanied by the sound of huge wings flapping.
Amidst the clanging sound, everyone was startled and drew their swords.
"Stop! Senior Brother Ouyang from the sect is here!" the culprit who led the team shouted loudly.
All the disciples breathed a sigh of relief.
The same goes for Lin Xin. When the black shadow flew over his head just now, the sudden huge wind and pressure made it difficult for him to breathe. Even he was startled, not to mention other low-level people.
Become a disciple.
Hearing the culprit speak, he quickly looked forward.
The black shadow slowly landed next to the culprit, and it turned out to be a white pigeon as tall as two stories high.
The white giant pigeon had dark red eyes and its feathers were all white, without a trace of color. It fell down and squatted on the ground, motionless and very quiet.
Just like an ordinary white pigeon magnified countless times, the dark red pigeon's eyes stared at the team, giving people a faint feeling of chilling.
Riding on the pigeon's back was a middle-aged woman, dressed in white and blind in one eye. She actually did not carry a sword on her back, but held a wine gourd in her hand. She was drinking while coldly scanning the entire team.
"I am the guardian of this entrance. You don't need to know who I am, as long as you know the rules of this trial. Whoever finds twenty blood beast skulls first and then walks out of the cave alive will pass the trial."
"Of course, the more skulls you get, the higher your ranking will naturally be."
After she finished speaking, she ignored the reaction below, took a sip of wine, closed her eyes and rested herself.
The culprit grinned, slapped the woman, and turned to face the crowd.
"There are four entrances and exits. You can choose any one to go out. Remember, the rule is that within a month, collect all the skulls and come out alive. I don't want to see fighting with each other and the same sect killing each other. The silver skulls of the blood beasts inside can be worth ten
Ordinary skulls and transparent skulls can be worth ten silver skulls.”