However, everyone was always a competitor. Halfway through the banquet, some people left one after another. After another hour, there were only a few people left, and Han Yu also took the opportunity to withdraw.
When everyone was together, the topics of conversation were nothing more than cultivation, the elites of the younger generation in Wuzhou, some major and small events that happened recently, and the content of the trial.
Back at the house, Han Yu glanced at Xiaojiao, the little guy was still sleeping lazily.
"This guy, who did he fight so hard to be so tired?" Han Yu shook his head. If he hadn't carefully checked the little guy's physical condition, he would have thought he was sick.
Han Yu refined a big medicine, injected the essence into Xiaojiao's body, then sat cross-legged and entered a state of cultivation.
In the middle of the night, a strange energy wave suddenly woke Han Yu up. Han Yu opened his eyes, a faint golden light flickered in his room, and Han Yu was overjoyed.
Han Yu cast his eyes to Xiaojiao, and saw a faint golden light emitting from the tip of the little jade horn of the little guy, and a little bit of gold the size of the tip of a needle appeared.
This is a symbol of the recovery of the origin of the Xiaojiao bloodline.
Han Yu hurriedly set up a trapped formation to cover the small horns. Every time Xiaojiao's blood vessels are resuscitated, it will cause a lot of fluctuations, and he doesn't want to be found out of any abnormality.
However, Han Yu thought too much, Xiaojiao's bloodline recovery was very small this time, and it didn't take long for Jin Guang to restrain himself. Only the small point as big as the tip of the needle turned golden. If Han Yu was not clear about Xiaojiao's situation, even if he saw it That little bit of gold doesn't think it's the small horn that has changed.
"Ow..."
Xiaojiao rolled over and got up, changed his previous state of collapse, rushed towards Han Yu, and kept calling.
The little guy was hungry, so he asked Han Yu what he wanted to eat, and he asked Han Yu if he had roasted dragon meat, leaving Han Yu speechless.
"There is no roasted dragon meat, only medicinal herbs, do you want it?" Han Yu laughed.
Xiaojiao nodded hurriedly, his head was like pounding garlic.
As for Xiaojiao, Han Yu naturally wouldn't be stingy. He took out three fourth-grade herbs and twelve third-grade herbs. Xiaojiao jumped onto the bed with the herbs in his arms, sat like a human, and began to sweep the herbs.
Looking at Xiaojiao, Han Yu fell into contemplation.
"Could it be that the flesh and blood of a dragon at the level of a fifth-order demon general can help Xiaojiao restore the origin of its bloodline? Or does it have this effect as long as it is the flesh and blood of a high-level demon beast?"
This discovery made Han Yu very happy. The problem of restoring the origin of Xiaojiao's bloodline has always been a pain in Han Yu's heart. Now he sees hope.
Han Yu slowly clenched his fists. He must double his training, reach the level of Wu Zun as soon as possible, and hunt down high-level monsters to make a big meal for Xiaojiao to eat.
Han Yu took this as a task, sat cross-legged, and entered the state of cultivation again.
In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the trial. As soon as it was bright in the morning, Han Yu brought Xiaojiao to the square. At this time, most of the people had already arrived.
"Han Shaoxia... Han Shaoxia... Han Shaoxia..."
Han Yu came, and everyone greeted him politely. Although everyone is a competitor now, everyone admires and awes Han Yu. Although the trial has not yet started, it is still in the hearts of many people. , Han Yu is already the first in this trial.
Han Yu gave a friendly nod.
"Brother Han!" A surprised voice came, and An Yifei ran over from outside the square.
"Brother An!" Han Yu greeted with a smile.
An Yifei ran over, teased Xiaojiao twice, and then walked to the front of the crowd while chatting with Han Yu. Everyone is very acquainted, let's make a way.
Han Yu and An Yifei had just walked to the front and stood still, when the crowd in the northwest corner suddenly burst into an uproar. Han Yu and An Yifei cast their eyes and saw a woman slowly falling from the sky towards the square.
This is a woman of almost unreal beauty, impeccable in all parts of her body. The man was stunned, and the woman felt ashamed.
"Why is she here?"
Han Yu and An Yifei said almost in unison.
"Huh? You know her?" The two looked at each other and said in unison again.
Han Yu smiled bitterly and said, "You speak first."
An Yifei smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother Han, do you know her?"
Han Yu said: "There was a relationship, how about you?"
An Yifei said: "There was also a relationship."
Han Yu gave An Yifei a meaningful look. Judging from his performance just now, I am afraid he has more than one relationship with this woman. But Han Yu wasn't interested either.
The woman also saw Han Yu and An Yifei in the crowd, raised her brows, her eyes flickered with anger, and fell directly to the position of the two.
The people around were immediately excited. This woman was close. Couldn't she be able to see the fairy face up close
This woman is the one who fought Han Yu for 300 rounds inexplicably outside the Demon Emperor Ridge.
The woman fell evenly towards the position between Han Yu and An Yifei, like she wanted to step on the shoulders of Han Yu and An Yifei.
"If you think it will be an opponent for the two of us, you can try it." Han Yu said coldly, he didn't like women at all.
And this person is not something that Han Yu can provoke, so Han Yu naturally doesn't want to do anything with her.
The woman paused and fell to the side without a trace. I don't know if she thought she was going to fall into that position, but Han Yu misunderstood.
After the woman fell, she didn't even look at Han Yu, her chin raised slightly, her face was cold, and she felt like she was being rejected thousands of miles away. So much so that although her beauty makes people imagine, but no one dares to approach.
Because the powerful aura of the first-level female Wu Zun has been fully revealed.
"You have a grudge against her?" An Yifei asked curiously.
"Aren't you?" Han Yu asked back.
The woman fell between the two, obviously wanting to give them some color at the same time. Obviously, she also has a lot of grudges with An Yifei.
An Yifei smiled bitterly and said nothing.
Soon, the sun showed half of his face, and the master of the Seven Lights Sect descended from the sky. A total of three people came, a middle-aged man in his early forties and two young people in his twenties.
The three of them have no reservations about their own cultivation. The middle-aged man is a master of the seventh level of Wu Zun, and the two young people are the first level of Wu Zun and the second level of Wu Zun.
The middle-aged man said some polite words, and then introduced the content of the trial. After speaking, he took everyone up to the sky and headed northwest of the Seven Lights Gate.
Soon over six thousand-zhang-high mountains, a misty mountain forest appeared in the sight of everyone. From a distance, the place shrouded in mist is boundless and full of mysterious colors. This is the location of this trial, Qiyi Mountain.