Chapter 232: Enter

The white mist was just lying in front of everyone. It looked very ordinary, without any difference.

But the young monks who came here had already received a lot of information and knew many inside stories. Naturally, they knew that the white mist was not the entrance to the ancient ruins, but was brought back from the ancient ruins by the Chongming Sect using secret methods a few years ago. White mist, they arranged this place like this, and then they captured those teenagers and let them come in and out here to cultivate their tolerance to white mist.

Chen Chao arrived very late, but he was very familiar with this road. When he saw the white mist, he became even more familiar.

"In case someone has any abnormality, before entering the ancient ruins, stay in the white mist for half a day. If there is no abnormality, you can wait until you are qualified to enter the ancient ruins. During this half-day, if someone can't stand it, You can leave at any time, but if you leave, you will be deemed to have given up your qualifications.”

A voice sounded not far away and fell into everyone's ears. Everyone heard it very clearly.

A figure appeared in the distance, just in front of the white mist, standing there quietly, looking at everyone.

People quickly recognized the man's identity and knew that he was an extremely famous wild cultivator named Yuan Youyou. Yuan Youyou's realm was extremely high, and he had already half-stepped into the legendary Wangyou. Realm, also has a very high reputation among monks outside the country.

This person's whereabouts are erratic, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find him. Moreover, he is famous for his casualness and almost never gets involved in the battles of any forces. Many sects want to win over him, but no matter how hard they try, there is no result. .

Now that he appears here, presiding over this exploration of ancient ruins, he wonders what price the sects who invited him paid.

With this distant visitor as the host, the young monks who came to explore the ancient ruins entered the white mist in an orderly manner. Soon, everyone except Chen Chao had entered.

The visitor looked at Chen Chao from a distance and was about to say something. An official from the Liang Dynasty beside him said something unknown, so he withdrew his gaze and said nothing.

Chen Chao came to a tree and waited quietly.

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I don’t know how long it took, but a young monk walked out of the white mist. His steps were empty,

His face was pale, and he looked very weak as he walked forward. As soon as the white mist came out, he fell to the ground. Fortunately, someone came to him soon and helped him up, and then someone else held a small jade bottle. , poured out the elixir inside and put it into his mouth with water.

That elixir is called Qingxin Dan. It is a new elixir that they have refined based on the elixir originally refined by Chongming Sect. They have added many good elixirs, and its medicinal effect is better than the elixir originally refined by Chongming Sect. The medicine is much better and can greatly stabilize their souls.

After the young monk took the pill, his face looked much better, but he still couldn't stand up and was quickly carried away.

Soon, young monks began to come out of the white mist one after another. Almost every young monk who came out had a pale face and light steps. At this moment, they were like real ordinary people, without any cultivation, even worse than ordinary people. People are even worse.

Before half the time, some of the monks were eliminated. The elders of the sect outside the white mist didn't look very good when they saw that their disciples were so useless.

Although there is no competition in exploring the ancient ruins this time, they are not even qualified to enter, which is enough to shame the sect behind them.

The tourist from afar looked at all this indifferently. He had no idea, and he had no like or dislike for all the young people.

He was invited here, which was naturally a means for the major sects to check and balance each other. The only thing he needed to do was to remain neutral enough and not let himself fall to one side. That was what he needed to do.

Half a day passed slowly. I don't know how many monks left early and were finally sent away. But no matter how you count, there are still almost a hundred people in the white mist at this moment.

But no one knows how many of the hundreds of people will be left after the last half-day deadline is up.

As the bell rang.

The visitor waved his hand, and all the young monks outside the white mist were taken away. There were many emotions on their faces, including unwillingness and anger, regret and disappointment, and

remorse……

I didn't seize that opportunity.

"I don't accept it!"

A voice suddenly sounded.

It was the Qi practitioner from the north. He had competed with Chen Chao before. Chen Chao punched him and shattered his body. Then he suffered some injuries. He was very confident in himself and felt that if he didn't If he was injured, then he would definitely not be able to support himself half a day ago. He blamed all this on Chen Chao and expressed his anger by the way.

The qigong master looked at the tourists from afar and shouted, "If I hadn't been injured, I would have survived!"

The tourist from afar glanced at him and then at Chen Chao. He said nothing and just waved again.

"Wait a minute, before my disciple entered this white mist, he suffered some injuries. Everyone knows this. Now he has survived for most of the time. Fellow Taoist, don't you think about the reason?!"

That was the master of the Qi Refiner, who was also a monk with high prestige in the North. He looked at Chen Chao and said expressionlessly, "I have to say something after all."

Chen Chao met the monk's gaze and said nothing.

The qigong master pointed at Chen Chao and said, "Why doesn't he participate?"

The traveler's face remained unchanged, he just looked at the two managers who were carrying people, expressionless.

There was only one meaning in his eyes, which could be easily understood.

The two people who were carrying the cultivator sighed, and said nothing, just carried the cultivator away.

Now all these things were presided over by the traveler. Whatever he said was what it was. Even other cultivators had no right to interfere with his decision. This was the result agreed upon by all the major sects.

"You?!"

The cultivator with high prestige looked at the traveler, his face was very ugly. Even if the final result was like this, he was not unacceptable. What he could not accept was not this, but the attitude of the traveler towards him. It did not leave him any face at all. For him, such an attitude was something he could not accept.

His face was ashen, but he could not say anything,

so he had to leave in a huff.

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More and more young monks came out of the white mist. They had obtained the qualification to enter the white mist. Most of them came out in much better condition than those before.

Of course, there were also a few people who came out with great effort. They were unwilling to give up the opportunity to enter the ancient ruins, but according to their condition, they were afraid that they would only be able to stay in the ancient ruins for about half a day, which was actually meaningless.

Song Changxi came out after everyone else. This Taoist genius came out very calmly, with a normal face. Nothing could be seen wrong. After he came out, he took a deep look at Chen Chao in the distance.

After an unknown amount of time, a dark red figure appeared.

Yun Jianyue came out of the white mist.

He stood in front of the white mist and looked at Chen Chao under the tree over there.

The two looked at each other and saw the emotions in each other's eyes.

Song Changxi looked at the two people at this moment and suddenly understood a truth, that is, this exploration in the white mist might really turn into a fight between the two young men in the end.

Others, I'm afraid, will just become spectators.

But can Yun Jianyue, one of the two pillars of the Taoist sect, win?

Song Changxi also had some doubts.

"Take a break for an hour, each person gets a bottle of Qingxin Pill, and when you get into the white fog, life and death are your own responsibility, and you can't blame anyone if you die in it."

The voice of the traveler from afar sounded, still a little indifferent, this is his temperament, and it has been a portrayal of him for so many years.

Chen Chao retracted his gaze and walked silently into the distance.

He didn't see too many familiar faces here. In addition to Song Changxi, there were only a few people he had seen before at the Wanliu Club, but Chen Chao couldn't remember their names. He originally thought that the girl would come here from the capital of the gods, and the girl named Zhu Xia would also come here from the mountain.

But none of them did.

Chen Chao smiled and didn't care too much.