"Nie Henli, Nie Henli, doesn't this name represent hatred for the Li Shui Sword Sect?" Ye Feng said in a low voice.
After saying this, he suddenly asked: "He Huan came to me a few days ago. Is it because this time, among the new disciples of the Phantom Sect, there are relatives of Nie Henli?"
Ye Feng's quick reaction made Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling stunned at the same time.
The two people looked at each other and nodded with complicated expressions.
"Yes." Chen Ling said seriously: "According to the list obtained by the sect leader, there is indeed a disciple named Nie from the Phantom Sect participating in this trial of the four major sects, and this person is Nie Henli's biological brother Nie Henshui
, my cultivation level has broken through the bottleneck of level four swordsman half a month ago."
"Level 5 swordsman?" Ye Feng's expression became solemn. Knowing that the Nie family was determined to take advantage of the four major sects' trials to take revenge, the palms of his hands behind his back gradually clenched into fists.
The flying speed of the Yuanqi Car is directly related to the strength of the driver. With Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling controlling the Yuanqi Car, the traveling speed of the Yuanqi Car has reached the extreme.
Around early morning of the second day, the Yuanqi chariot arrived at the far north of the Yinguang Snow Mountain in the northernmost part of the Yin Shang Kingdom.
Looking from a distance, the Silver Snow Mountain against the moonlight looks like a shining silver mountain. If Li Yuanhang hadn't told Ye Feng long ago, the origin of the name Silver Snow Mountain is related to the silver that lights up half the sky at night.
Regarding light, Ye Feng would never have imagined that a mountain peak covered with eternal ice and snow would emit such a dazzling light.
With a "boom" sound, the vitality car stopped steadily at the bottom of the Silver Light Snow Mountain, in the square that the disciples of the Fantasy Sword Sect had prepared long ago.
As soon as the car stopped, dozens of Huanjian Sect disciples wearing dark green robes and carrying long swords quickly stepped forward and diligently opened the car door for Li Yuanhang.
"Elder Li, welcome to Yinguang Snow Mountain. My master has been waiting for you for a long time." The first person to speak to Li Yuanhang was a handsome young man who was less than thirty years old.
After hearing the man's greeting, Li Yuanhang nodded and walked forward with his head held high.
Behind him, Chen Ling pulled Ye Feng's sleeves and whispered: "Did you see those green-shirted disciples? They are disciples of the Huanjian Sect. The boy who just talked to the great elder is called Liu Bolian, and he is a disciple of the Huanjian Sect."
The strongest person among the disciples of this generation of Sword Sect. I once heard that Liu Bolian already has the strength of a ninth-level swordsman, and in at least three to five years, he will become a strong swordsman."
Chen Ling's introduction made Ye Feng look at Liu Bolian a few more times. A sword king level expert in his thirties was a respected presence not only in the Fantasy Sword Sect, but also in the Yin Shang Kingdom.
Under the guidance of Liu Bolian, Ye Feng and Langwen came to a temporary white felt tent at the foot of the snow mountain.
When they first got off the Yuanqi Car, Ye Feng and the others didn't feel anything unusual. However, after walking for so long, they arrived at the tent area of the Huanjian Sect. Only then did Ye Feng and the others feel the cold under the Silver Snow Mountain.
Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling entered the central tent. Ye Feng and others wanted to enter, but Liu Bolian stopped them.
"Junior brothers, this tent is the residence of the elders. Your residence is over there." As he spoke, Uncle Liu pointed to the tent area a hundred meters away.
Ye Feng and others came from the south and wore very little. In addition, the cold under the Silver Snow Mountain made everyone want to enter the tent to rest immediately.
After hearing Liu Bolian's words, no matter how stupid he was, he could tell that Liu Bolian was deliberately taking them on a detour, otherwise he would not have waited until they arrived at the elder's tent before telling them that their tent was on the way.
Facing the smiling and polite Liu Bolian, everyone in Longman felt angry.
Lu Fei, who had the most bad temper, stared at Liu Bolian and shouted loudly: "Thank you, senior brother, for taking care of me. One day, I will definitely return today's kindness to senior brother."
Lu Fei's words touched the hearts of many disciples of the Lishui Sword Sect. If Li Yuanhang hadn't repeatedly warned everyone before leaving the vitality chariot that they were not allowed to use force with others before the trial began, I'm afraid Lin Huaiyu and his like would have been killed long ago.
I couldn't help but want to teach Liu Bolian a lesson.
The noise made by Lu Fei and others did not irritate Ye Feng.
Looking at Liu Bolian who smiled and said nothing, Ye Feng's expression did not change at all, he did not say much and turned around to walk towards the camp.
Ye Feng's departure made Lu Fei shut his mouth. He glared at Liu Bolian again unwillingly, and followed Long Wen and others to quickly catch up with Ye Feng.
After a while, Ye Feng and others entered the tent. The moment everyone disappeared, Liu Bolian's smiling face gradually turned gloomy.
He stared coldly at the tent of Ye Feng and others, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, revealing a ferocious smile.
He whispered: "Humph, you are a bunch of idiots. Do you still think you can survive this half month? In half a month, you will all starve to death in the Snowy Mountains. I want to see how you still show off your power."
With that said, Liu Bolian hesitated for a moment and jumped towards the tent area on the other side.
As soon as he entered the tent area where the Apparition Sect was located, a black figure suddenly jumped out from the shadows on the side of the tent.
The black shadow came to Liu Bolian and said in a dark voice: "Cousin, is there anyone dazzling this time in the Lishui Sword Sect?"
Liu Bolian shook his head and said: "No. But you have to be careful about that guy named Ye Feng. When I went to pick up Li Yuanhang, I found that he was sitting in the cab of the Yuanqi car with Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling along the way."
The black shadow nodded, his eyes flashing with cold light. He said bitterly: "Don't worry, cousin, this time I will definitely not let anyone from the Lishui Sword Sect leave the trial field alive like my eldest brother did."
Uncle Liu patted the black shadow on the shoulder, with a cunning look on his face. He lowered his voice and said: "Yes. We cannot let the disciples of Li Shui Sword Sect leave Silver Light Snow Mountain. My master just said that I will be sent into the mountain tomorrow."
Ration, at that time, hehe..."
Having said this, Liu Bolian quickly stopped talking. He nodded to the black shadow, and then quickly walked towards the camp where the Transformation Sect disciples were.
Inside the elder's tent, in the center of the large room, there is a brazier several meters wide.
The blazing coals burned cracklingly, shooting out sparks from time to time.
Sitting on several chairs around the brazier were Li Yuanhang and other elders of the four major sects.
Although these elders appear to be friendly and kind on the surface, whenever someone lowers their head, a vicious light will flash in their eyes.
The trials for new disciples of the four major sects are obviously to assess the new disciples, but in fact they are secretly competing against each other.
After so many years of competition, the new disciples of the four sects have all suffered injuries, so how can there be no resentment between them at all.
Sitting on a chair in the center of the tent was an old man with gray hair and a wrinkled face.
After scanning the crowd below for a while, the old man coughed and said loudly: "Everyone, since the four major sects are here, we will draw lots to determine the direction of entering the trial ground according to the rules of previous years. The old rules are still the same as last year.
The Sword Hua Sect that won the last place in the trial will draw lots first."
After the old man finished speaking, a red-faced old man sitting on Li Yuanhang's right hand stood up.
Although he was dissatisfied with the old man's deliberate emphasis on last year's trial ranking, he didn't say much due to the old man's identity.
When he came to the silver plate with four bamboo sticks placed in front of the old man, the old man picked up the second bamboo stick.
"Dong, this year we will transform the Sword Sect and enter the Lishui Sword Sect from the East." The red-faced old man said loudly, with a trace of relaxation on his tense face.
The topography of the four directions of Yinguang Snow Mountain is different. Among them, the slope in the east is the gentlest and the mountain wind is the weakest. The old man was able to draw lots to find the most suitable direction for moving forward, so he was naturally very satisfied.
After the red-faced old man finished drawing lots, Li Yuanhang stood up and came to the tray.
After thinking for a while, he picked up the last bamboo stick. Li Yuanhang couldn't help but take a deep breath when he started with the bamboo stick. Originally, he wanted to extract the direction of south, but things didn't work out. On the bamboo stick he drew, it read
It's the west.
The west of Yinguang Snow Mountain is the area with the lowest climate and the steepest slope in the whole snow mountain. On weekdays, even some swordsmen who love mountain climbing would not choose to climb mountains from the west.
Seeing that Li Yuanhang was reluctant to announce the chosen location, a man with black hair sitting next to the white-haired old man, with a slightly older face and a demonic look stood up.
"Elder Li, if you feel that the direction is not satisfactory, you can draw it again. We in the Transformation Sect don't care about the direction of climbing." The man said with an evil smile, picked up a bamboo stick and said: "Our Transformation Sect this time
The direction into the mountain is north."
Faced with the ridicule of the elder of the Apparition Sect, Li Yuanhang's eyes burst into anger. He casually put the bamboo stick into his arms and said coldly: "Thank you. Elder Zhao, I think you are still asking for more blessings. Although Beishanshan
The climate is slightly stronger than that on the west slope, but avalanches occur frequently. You Transformation Sect disciples must not get buried by avalanches before entering the depths of the snow-capped mountains."
"Humph." The black-haired elder snorted coldly and returned to his seat, with several cold gleams flashing in his eyes.
"Li Yuanhang, I let you be arrogant now, but when the trial starts, I will make you unable to cry." The black-haired elder cursed viciously in his heart, and then threw the bamboo stick in his hand to the other person beside him.
The elder of the Phantom Sect.
Three of the four major sects have drawn bamboo sticks, and the Fantasy Sword Sect no longer needs to draw bamboo sticks.
Seeing that the drawing of lots was over, the white-haired old man stood up and said loudly: "Okay, now that the drawing of lots is over, everyone will return to their respective camps. Tomorrow morning, please take the disciples of each sect to the designated place to gather, and then we, Huanjian
The sect will send a special person to announce the rules of this trial to you."
"Meeting adjourned!" As he said that, the white-haired old man waved his sleeves, turned around and walked behind the screen in the center of the tent.