Qianlong Secret Realm, Trial Tower!
No wonder the Lord of the Mansion likes to lie like this, it is indeed very comfortable!
In front of the Trial Tower, Yan Xing was half lying on a huge rock, looking at the towering Trial Tower lazily!
The place where Yan Xing entered the Qianlong Secret Realm was relatively close to the Trial Tower. It took him less than half a day to reach the Trial Tower.
After arriving at the Trial Tower, Yan Xing did not enter the Trial Tower directly at the first moment!
Although there had been many contestants who entered the Trial Tower before this group of contestants.
But, after all, seeing is believing.
Yan Xing had no intention of entering before witnessing other contestants taking part in the trial with his own eyes.
The role of a pioneer is often to pave the way for those who come after him. He admires those pioneers, but he himself will not be that pioneer!
As the saying goes, if you are rich, you should live in luxury; if you are poor, you should eat chicken; if you are poor, you should develop yourself in a humble way; this is the right way!
This is also the way of survival that the Lord of the Mansion has always taught them!
“Swish!”
The leaves moved slightly, and a familiar black robe suddenly appeared beside Yan Xing!
The Palace Master of Chengtian Palace, Zhang Liao!
"Coming?"
"Here I am! How's it going?"
Looking at the leisurely Yan Xing, Zhang Liao secretly rolled his eyes and asked about the current situation!
Standing up slightly, Yan Xing said in a cold voice: "I have been here for a while, and I haven't found any signs of anyone arriving yet!"
With a slight sigh of relief, Zhang Liao said, "That's fine. Shall we just wait here for the fish to bite?"
"Of course, this is the only prominent landmark in the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm. Plus, with the treasures available in the Trial Tower, almost all the contestants will gather here!"
In the entire Qianlong Secret Realm, the most famous is the Dragon Transformation Pool, followed by the Trial Tower.
Now, only Yan Xing knows the news about Hualongchi.
With his strength, plus the other few people in the underworld.
None of the contestants from other major forces dared to guarantee that they could force the information about the Hualong Pool out of Yan Xing.
Therefore, they will definitely give priority to breaking through the Trial Tower. After breaking through the Trial Tower, they will each go out to look for other opportunities.
Therefore, the Trial Tower must be the best place for fishing!
“Someone’s coming!”
With a slight movement of his body, Yan Xing suddenly stood up, his eyes gazing into the distance!
“Swish!”
In the distance, a figure kept flashing, and after a moment, it arrived in front of the Trial Tower!
"Yan Yihang?"
Looking at the two men in black robes standing on the boulder, Yang Yutian narrowed his eyes slightly and became a little alert!
"Yang Yutian?"
On the boulder, Yan Xing's eyes instantly turned cold!
On the ring, Yan Xing actually wanted to kill Yang Yutian.
What about someone wanting to take his life? That was just a lie for others to hear.
People in the underworld never wait until the next day to take revenge. If there is a grudge, they will take it on the spot if possible!
It’s just that with the current strength of the underworld, they are not allowed to kill Yang Yutian openly!
Weiwei and Zhang Liao looked at each other, and a faint murderous intent rose from both of them!
“Swish!”
However, before the two of them could take action, Yang Yutian, who was in front of the Trial Tower, flashed and stepped into the gate of the Trial Tower!
Yang Yutian stepped into the Trial Tower, patted his chest lightly, and slowly exhaled!
It's dangerous. It's so damn dangerous!
Those two guys just now definitely wanted to kill me!
Originally, Yang Yutian planned to watch other people's trials here first, and then enter the trial tower himself.
Unexpectedly, before he had time to rest, a strong sense of crisis suddenly came over him!
Without time to think, the moment Yang Yutian sensed the crisis, he stepped directly into the door of the Trial Tower!
On the boulder, Yan Xing snorted disdainfully!
"Tsk, this guy ran away pretty fast!"
Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Liao said to Yan Xing, "Forget it, perhaps he is destined to die at the hands of Sixth Brother!"
When Mo Yan was mentioned, both of them suddenly sighed.
"Hey, I wonder how Sixth Brother is doing?"
Zhang Liao felt a little sad. After all, he was there when Mo Yan was injured and he saw it with his own eyes. He knew very well how serious Mo Yan's injury was!
“Bang!”
Patting Zhang Liao's shoulder gently, Yan Xing comforted him, "Don't worry, the Lord of the Mansion is here, Sixth Brother will be fine!"
“Someone’s coming again!”
Hearing the noise coming from afar, Yan Xing and Zhang Liao moved slightly and returned to their indifferent state again!
"Amitabha!"
"Master Yan, I am honored to receive your greetings!"
The person who came was actually the young monk Linghui from Shaolin Temple!
Nodding, Yan Xing said to the young monk Linghui, "So it's you. Do you want to come with us?"
After thinking for a while, Linghui suddenly realized that she had understood the meaning of Yan's words!
"Amitabha, since Benefactor Yan has invited me, Linghui will not refuse!"
Yan Xing and Zhang Liao glanced at each other again, and a smile flashed in their eyes.
"Young Master is worthy of being a disciple of Shaolin Temple. He speaks frankly!"
"tread!"
With light steps, the young monk Linghui moved to the boulder and sat cross-legged on the ground!
Linghui did not ask Yan Xing and the others why they did not enter the Trial Tower.
He knew that if they wanted to tell him something, they would tell him even if he didn't ask.
There were things they didn't want to tell him, and even if he asked, he wouldn't get an answer.
So, now all he had to do was follow them.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, a burly figure in a black robe stepped onto the boulder!
"Wu Yimeng, can you be a little more quiet when you show up? Every time you do, it's like an earthquake!"
Yan Xing was speechless. Wu Meng's body had become increasingly stronger recently. He was like walking black iron. Wherever he walked, there was a rumbling sound.
"Why!"
Wu Meng sighed helplessly, smiled bitterly, and said, "I don't want to either. I don't know if there's something wrong with the technique I'm practicing. I feel like I'm getting stiffer and stiffer!"
"Amitabha!"
Hearing Wu Meng's words, the young monk Linghui, who had been sitting quietly beside him, suddenly stood up and said to Wu Meng, "Donor Wu, if you don't mind, can you let me take a look?"
Wu Meng was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but look at Yan Xing.
"It's okay, he might have hit a bottleneck in his cultivation. Just wait until he breaks through!"
Yan Xing waved his hand suddenly and decisively rejected the help of the young monk Linghui.
Without the consent of the Lord of the Mansion, this technique cannot be revealed to others.
"Amitabha!"
Linghui chanted the Buddha's name and sat cross-legged on the ground again.
......
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
As time went by, figures began to appear around the Trial Tower!
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