The puppet guard finally turned into light, and the ecstasy in the hearts of the trial disciples was hard to suppress. After shouting excitedly, they hurriedly checked their gains. Some showed ecstasy, while others were slightly disappointed. But for most people, this battle that could be recorded in history was enough for them to satisfy.

Pushing down the guards on the 70th floor of the Sword Cave is likely to be the highest moment in the cultivation career of these monks, and it is even enough to become a topic of conversation for many people throughout their lives.

Qian Yang did not speak out to everyone's fun, but just silently checked his own gains. To be honest, he was a little tired of acting in this play. Even if he had enough reasons, he was really unwilling to turn himself into someone he hated.

Let’s just act here! Anyway, everyone should leave, and the previous drama has been done enough, so the rest should be left to fate!

Qian Yang was conscientious and planned to be a new person, but someone did not intend to let him go. Pu Haobai walked to Qian Yang with a bitter face and said tremblingly: "Fellow Taoist, I couldn't get the jade slip."

I don’t need to act with Pu Hao, Qian Yang, just take out the heartfelt dislike in its original form: “Tsk! I haven’t got the jade slip yet! I’ve taken you to beat the guard, what else do you want? Hurry up and go what you should do!”

"Fellow Taoist, that's not the case! I'm fighting the guards just for the jade slip. If I don't have the jade slip, I'll be done! Fellow Taoist, save me!" Pu Haobai almost cried again.

"Can you get the jade slip just by wanting it? Besides, what does it have to do if you don't have a jade slip? Do you still have to take me to fight the eighty-layer guard?" Qian Yang didn't want to pay attention to him.

"That's great! Thank you fellow Taoist!" Pu Haobai rubbed his hands excitedly.

"What's the best?" Qian Yang was stunned.

"Didn't fellow Taoist say that he would take me to the eighty-level guards? I still have pills, so I should be able to stand up to the eighty-level. I'll go down and wait for fellow Taoist first!" Pu Haobai said and then drilled into the light gate.

Qian Yang was so angry that he thought to himself, why are you so good at climbing along the pole? You are still guarding the eighty-story? You are stupid!

"You really want to fight the eighty-layer guard?" Qian Yang smiled and was a little amused.

"Of course I really want to beat you, I'm all relying on fellow Taoists!" Pu Haobai had no choice but to stick to Qian Yang with a stern face. Whether he could beat you was not within his consideration. Anyway, he would definitely not leave without the Jade Slip.

"Then you go and wait, I'll see what I feel!" Qian Yang was definitely teasing him.

"No! Fellow Taoist, you must help me. No matter what conditions you have, I agree." Pu Haobai cried and was afraid that Qian Yang would not take him to play.

"Well, then I'll think about it, you go first!" Qian Yang waved his hand and sent Pu Haobai away.

Pu Haobai was afraid of making Qian Yang unhappy, so he didn't dare to speak anymore, so he had to walk the maze timidly.

"You are so powerful, you will definitely be fine to fight the eighty-level guards alone!" Old Lintou vented his anger.

Qian Yangxin said how this old man was causing trouble. At this time, he couldn't admit defeat, so he had to find an excuse to hide and said, "I won't talk to the person who robs me of the monster!"

Lao Lin followed two steps and wanted to say something, but when Qian Yang saw that his posture was endless, he simply ran to the Guangmen.

"Go back quickly! Don't die outside!" Old Lintou shouted in a hurry, but he received no response. He could only watch Qian Yang's figure disappear into the light gate.

The disciples' trial journey is basically over here, and they will definitely gain a lot of money until this time. After this arduous battle, these disciples who may have never met each other have an inexplicable sense of intimacy. Although I don't know whether this intimacy can continue beyond the cave, at least at this moment, they are all good brothers who have carried guns together.

Everyone was reluctant to part with them for a long time, and they talked hard for a while. Even Luo Yongxi, who was the most unspeakable, sat next to a group of people, watching the group of people laugh and play with a smile.

The road to cultivation is dangerous, but the road to cultivation is difficult, but the most maddening thing on the road to cultivation is loneliness.

Every monk is pursuing the path of Tao in his life. Sometimes, two monks who seem to have similar personalities may have completely different Taos in their hearts. Three thousand great ways! There are no two people in the world who are exactly the same, and there are no two completely the same Taos.

Every monk lives in his own world, and no one is close to him!

But if there is really a chance to let the monks put aside their prejudices, abandon their beliefs, differences in the path of Tao, and just chat and brag, I think even the most introverted monks would not easily refuse.

The ease and satisfaction after the war provided these monks with such an opportunity to make themselves simple. This seemingly simplicity is precisely a kind of integration of complex psychology, but it cannot be said that this complex integration comes from the most primitive simplicity in human life.

Until they were tired of chatting and their hearts were filled with peace, everyone slowly dispersed. Even if someone had a few pills left, they really didn't want to take the risk to seek some small gains. Their trials were already perfect and lucky enough, especially compared with those monks who fell at the last moment.

Compared to the happiness of others, Qian Yang is still struggling with his hard life, and he wants to go home, but unfortunately he doesn’t have a ticket.

In addition to leaving him with a few enviable equipment, the puppet guard also gave him a storage bracelet with a small star. The space inside the bracelet was so large that Qian Yang was amazed, and its value was definitely in line with the value of the seventy-layer guard. The only drawback was that Qian Yang failed to obtain the spell jade slip this time. The probability of such a thing being said was that he did not explode. Qian Yang felt that it might be because he failed to use his magical powers this time. Although the damage caused was definitely higher than that of others, it did not have a crushing advantage, so the probability of exploded jade slip was lower.

However, he has already satisfied with the high-end, atmospheric and high-end product of storage bracelet, if he can take it out.

After the seventyth floor of the cave, the one blocked the road was a plant-based spirit beast. Qian Yang was not sure about his name. Lao Lintou had never seen such a flower before. Of course, Qian Yang had never seen such a high-end product with strength in the Jindan stage. However, looking at the appearance of this thing, Qian Yang temporarily called it Big Mouth Flower.

This big-mouthed flower is a slender stem connected to a huge head. There is nothing else on the head, just a big mouth full of teeth! The mouth is so big that it stuffs Qian Yang into it. Of course, he has no intention of trying.

Qian Yang carefully avoided the big mouth with the fragrance of the soil, and slapped the back of Huaer's head with a heavy blow with a lot of physical strength. The battle ended like this.

Qian Yang took out a healing pill and swallowed it, and took a deep breath.

This flower is not difficult to fight. The only thing that hates is that its fragrance is poisonous, and the poisonous gas will float far away. If Qian Yang wants to remove a big-mouthed flower, he needs to be corroded by the poisonous gas from a long distance. Until he successfully kills his opponent, the poisonous gas will slowly dissipate. In this continuous battle, a healing pill can at most support him to eliminate three big-mouthed flowers.

Qian Yang knew that this nine-level maze was his last chance to get the escape talisman. As for the elimination of the eighty-level guards and then passing the level, he didn't even think about it. The guards were not something that could be fought by one person, and they couldn't even have a fat rabbit on the tenth level, let alone the ultimate big bss on the eighty-level.

Qian Yang carefully calculated the remaining pills and carefully estimated the remaining time of the trial. The trial lasted for seven days. If he did not come out after the timeout, he would have to be forced to be declared dead by the cave and kicked out.

In fact, this time limit is still sufficient. The purpose of setting this time is only to prevent the disciples from restoring meditation during the trial. Under normal circumstances, seven days is enough for the disciples to knock down all the guards and complete the entire trial.

However, Qian Yang obviously planned to make use of these slightly more time, and his medicine was actually not too much. Although he had all kinds of reply jade pendants on his body, he had almost got all the pills he could get in the cave, but he couldn't help but consume a lot! Who would clear all the monsters he saw along the way? No one would carry the guard to fight one by one. So at this time, Qian Yang could only calculate the trial time and try to make more replies during the battle intervals, so as to successfully clear the nine-level monsters.

The light curtain in the Qingling Sect Hall had already switched to the 80th floor, and there was a super huge big-mouth flower in the middle of the screen. However, everyone in the house had no longer placed their minds on the light curtain. Everyone knew that the climax of the trial had ended on the 70th floor. The guards on the 80th floor would definitely stand there until the trial was over, and no one could shake it.

The powerful people in the Golden Elixir stage chatted relaxed and happy, obviously not satisfied with the battle just now, and the trial disciples were able to achieve such results beyond their previous expectations, so that everyone was no longer so angry about a guy who was not very smart.

Deacon Jiang was conveying feelings to a handsome old man with his beautiful eyes, but suddenly his expression changed and he took out an exquisite jade plate from his arms. The jade plate was shining with a rapid red light.

It is a jade plate for messaging, which can transmit messages from a distance. This thing is a rare item even in Zhongzhou, and it is difficult for ordinary monks to own it. However, it doesn’t take much effort to prepare a piece of it for deacons who go out to do business.

Deacon Jiang glanced at the jade plate and blinked his eyes and said, "Sorry, everyone, there is news from the door. I have to ask fellow Taoist Tang to help arrange a clean room!"

Tang Qingyuan laughed: "I have prepared for fellow Daoist Jiang, right next door, fellow Daoist will go by himself! Let's wait for the good news here!"

Deacon Jiang nodded, swayed his figure and pushed the door away.

In fact, when the trial is about to end, the deacons of the Hidden Sword Sect will find a place where no one is to communicate information with the sect. The Hidden Sword Sect will produce a pre-list of the disciples, and the deacons on the scene will pass the information of these disciples back to the sect and wait for the final result to be transmitted from the sect. The fate of the trial disciples will be finalized at this time.
Chapter completed!