Summon the defense tower at the beginning

Chapter 12 Blood Trial

It was almost noon, and the warm orange sun on the top of the mountain was a bit scorching hot.

The copper-skinned wheels were knocked by stones on the mountain road, and the carriage trembled violently as if it was about to fall apart.

The carriage driver who was on his way looked back at the curtain of the carriage with some concern. Although he could not see the movement inside, he was faintly worried about the man who got into his carriage this morning.

The man's appearance did not look very reassuring, especially the stooped figure wrapped in a gray and black blanket, and his pale face, which looked like he must be suffering from some serious illness.

Although he spent a lot of money, the old farmer in the mountains didn't have any bad intentions, he was just worried about his physical condition.

After thinking about it, the coachman took the time to ask.

"Huang Fenggu is far away from here, if you want to see a doctor..."

Before he finished speaking, there were a few banging sounds from the carriage. Obviously, the people inside patted the window frame and didn't want to talk about it.

Seeing this, the coachman couldn't say much.

And in the carriage, a man was half lying in the carriage, his chest wrapped in a blanket had a faint golden red color.

Originally, Chen Jue planned to take another gamble, but he didn't expect that everyone in the Wild Wolf Gang would be so uneasy.

All eight members of Han Li's family were killed. In fact, he didn't care. It's just that there was one less reason to restrain Han Li.

Originally, he was already fully confident that after assessing Han Li's level of strength, he could use his family to set up a game.

Relying on the remaining resources of the Wild Wolf Gang, Chen Jue can build a defensive tower formation to surround and kill Han Li!

"idiot."

Inwardly scolding the head of the kitchen of Qixuanmen, Chen Jue was really angry.

However, the head of the kitchen wouldn't live long, and it was impossible for Han Li, who was furious, to keep him alive.

The mountain road is long, and a horse rides alone.

From the Qixuan Gate of Caixia Mountain to the Huangfeng Valley where the immortals practice is a long way, and there is no end in sight.

It's just that Chen Jue has nothing to do now. Han Li will spend some time in Mo Juren's hometown looking for an antidote during the plot, which invisibly offsets the time he spent on the road.

The time consumption of setting up the Qingke Pagoda cannot be completed in three to five days. Han Li will not stay in the Mo family for too long, not to mention that it is simply unrealistic to block Han Li in the Mo family with the resources in Chen Jue's hands.

"Yellow Maple Valley?"

With a flash of thought, Chen Jue looked at the gray curtain, passed through the car window, and passed through the mountains, as if he saw mountains beyond those mountains.

Jianzhou is located in the northern part of Yue State. It is one of the thirteen prefectures of Yue State.

The Taiyue Mountains are located in the west of Jianzhou, with a radius of thousands of miles. Not only are all kinds of wild animals and raptors emerging in an endless stream, but they are also primitive mountains and forests that are rarely visited by people.

And that huge mountain range of nearly thousands of miles has actually been occupied by Huangfeng Valley, one of the seven sects of cultivating immortals in the Yue Kingdom, for thousands of years.

Because it is covered by a huge Qimen Formation, under the illusion, it looks like the mountains are steep and the trees are lush. In fact, there are mostly towers and palaces in the mountains, and there are even some immortal cultivators with leaf-shaped magic weapons flying in at low altitudes. Fly away and keep busy.

Three years later.

In the north of Jianzhou, on a barren mountain on the border between the Yue Kingdom and the Yuanwu Kingdom, dozens of tall and short men in yellow shirts stood.

Their clothes fluttered in the wind, and they were of different ages.There were people of all ages, but they all stood silently.

Standing at the rear corner of the crowd divided into two lines was a dark-faced, ordinary-looking young man.

He lowered his head and kept looking at his toes, not daring to squint, as if he was very reserved.

No one would have imagined the resentment and unwillingness in this seemingly cautious country boy at this moment.

In the three years in Huang Maple Valley, just with the qualification of pseudo-spiritual root, I was able to jump from the ninth level to the eleventh level of Evergreen Gong by taking care of the medicine garden every day.

This kind of achievement is enough to attract attention, but Han Li doesn't care, and even feels that it is far from enough.

In the past three years, he would think of Qixuanmen every day, and think of the eight corpses hanging beside Caixia Mountain Road.

"Father Han Tiansheng, eldest brother Han Tie, second brother..."

Familiar and unfamiliar names flashed through his mind, Han Li's heart was pierced, and he clenched his fists and tried his best to stabilize his emotions, but he couldn't help but tremble.

That crooked figure in Caixia Mountain three years ago, that immortal cultivator who turned wood into essence!
For so many years, Han Li asked himself countless times whether his original choice was right. If he hadn't stepped out of the valley, if he hadn't chosen this path, then how could his family and friends have met with misfortune?
"Is it my fault? Or is it the wrong day?"

Under the absolute hatred, Han Li slightly raised his head and glanced at the distant sky.

The world is vast and all living beings are vast, but no one cares about his dearest relatives and loved ones who died tragically.

"Don't ask the ants, are all beings in the world just dogs and chickens after all?"

Veins were faintly visible in his clenched fists. Han Li gritted his teeth and felt the faint taste of blood in his mouth.

Perhaps it was because Han Li was so angry at the moment that he didn't notice that among the five leading the team, the Uncle Wang who had introduced him back in the past took time to look back at him.

Even Master Uncle Wang was quite surprised by Han Li's cultivation speed.

It stands to reason that a young man with pseudo-spiritual roots can only be said to have mediocre aptitude no matter how he counts, and he is not an important position in the sect, he is just a handyman in charge of the medicine garden.

But it was such an ordinary young man who jumped to the eleventh level of Evergreen Kung Fu with a talent that was almost genius in just three years.

It has to be said that the reason for this is that Master Uncle Wang, who is in charge, couldn't help but secretly wrote down the name "Han Li".

"I didn't expect this kid to be a bit courageous, to dare to participate in the Scarlet Trial with a mere cultivation of the eleventh floor."

A thought flashed in his mind, that Uncle Wang looked back at Han Li, but unfortunately he didn't see his face.

The Bloody Trial is a long-standing tradition of the seven major sects of the Yue Kingdom. Ever since they discovered the forbidden land where the elixir grows, the seven major sects have jointly managed that area.

Every five years, a group of disciples will be selected from the seven major sects to enter it. There are no rules and restrictions, as long as they can bring back herbs.

Because the realm of cultivation was limited to the Qi refining period, these juniors were very restrained at the beginning, but as the consumption of elixir increased, gradually the elixir in the bloody trial forbidden area was no longer sufficient, and some small methods and small frictions gradually It evolved into a real blood test.

Although the elders in charge of Huangfenggu still look normal now, some of the dozens of Huangfenggu disciples lined up in two rows behind them have already turned blue with fright.

Life and death are not taboo, the way of heaven is supreme, this world is so cruel.

All kinds of thoughts of the people were still in their hearts, and suddenly they heard someone exclaim in a low voice, and they raised their heads to look.

A few star-like lights flickered in the sky, and then a series of black dots appeared.

Below the black dots, silver light flickered, as if the black dots were riding on these starlights and came from outside the sky.

When the figure gradually became clear, it was a group of immortal cultivators in gray Taoist robes, holding whisks and wearing a Taoist bun, which was quite formal.

The bright light under their feet turned out to be a flawless white rainbow bridge, with silvery dots on the rainbow bridge, I don't know what it is inlaid with.

There were some people with high vision in the crowd, who could see the origins of those people at a glance, and discussed in a low voice.

"It's a disciple of the Qingxu Sect, and that's their flying weapon, Xuehong Ling."

Seeing the disciples from other sects arriving, the leading elders of Huang Fenggu also went up to welcome them. Uncle Wang didn't have time to take care of Han Li, so he went straight up to chat for a few words.

Following the appearance of the Qingxu Sect, disciples from several other sects also arrived one by one after a while.

Riding on the Tianyue Shenzhou carved out of huge sapphire, all the white-clothed disciples of the Moon Sect are handsome and handsome, and they are indeed worthy of the name of the Moon Sect.

On the boat, the leader is a woman dressed as a woman, rejuvenated and beautiful in every move.

She is the leader of the Moon Sect this time, Fairy Nishang.

Not long after, people from Jujianmen also came.

They were all dressed in black, carrying a giant sword as tall as a man without a scabbard, and their expressions were extremely cold.

Compared with the coldness of Jujianmen, the people of Lingshou Mountain are dressed in colorful clothes, with a lot of skins and pockets on their bodies.

Upon closer inspection, it seemed that there were still living creatures stirring in the skin, which caused others to be vigilant when they saw it.

Except for the fact that these five sects are slightly more conspicuous, the disciples of Huadaowu and Tianque Castle are much more disciplined. Except for the slightly strange sect costumes, the reactions of the disciples in the sect are similar to those of the disciples in Huang Maple Valley, and so are the nervous ones. There are many people there.

On the bright side, the disciples of the Moon Sect, Jujian Sect, and Spirit Beast Mountain should be stronger than the other four sects, and we can tell from their expressions.

While the elders of the group of sects were chatting with each other, the disciples of the seven sects also secretly looked at the prominent figure.

Apart from the small words, the dark and thin Han Li stood in the corner inconspicuously.

"I will definitely get the Foundation Establishment Pill this time. Blood feuds will be paid in blood!"

With a roar in his heart, he finally woke up from that painful memory. When he raised his head, he didn't know if it was an illusion that he noticed that someone seemed to be looking at him in the dark.

Han Li was very keen on other people's eyes. When he turned his head suddenly, he suddenly found a young man in a yellow shirt behind him.

Compared with his black and thin face, the young man's face was strangely pale, looking like a worldly dandy who wasted too much.

For some reason, when Han Li saw him, he subconsciously frowned and asked.

"you are?"

The pale-faced young man raised his mouth slightly, and smiled kindly at Han Li.

"My surname is Chen, and the single name has the word Jue, next to the word Wang, and next to the word Yu."

(End of this chapter)