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The old man was dressed in white and did not wear any weapons. There was only a jade-like green gourd on his waist that emitted a lustrous light. At a glance, one could tell that it was a magic tool of excellent quality.
This white-clothed old man was Li Taixin, who was ranked fourth on the "New Student List." After all, compared to most of the young sect disciples and elites, this old man's age was a legend.
After all, an old man in his seventies or eighties and a group of young people in their twenties or thirties were participating in the registration of the new students of the Medicine Palace.
It was said that this old man lived in a muddle-headed state for the first half of his life. He lived aimlessly and only relied on some superficial medicine refining skills passed down in his family to make a living.
At the age of seventy-six, he suddenly had a great enlightenment. Once he succeeded, not only did his cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, but his medicine refining skills also rose rapidly as if he had been injected with chicken blood. In just one year, he successfully refined more than three hundred level three medicinal pills and became a legend in the medicine world. This was the true representative of a great talent that matured late.
The process of refining level three medicinal pills was extremely complicated. If an ordinary "high level medicine master" wanted to refine one, it would probably take several days or even more than ten days to successfully refine one. This old man's average output of one pill per day shocked the entire medicine world. Therefore, he was chosen as a substitute disciple by the higher-ups of the Medicine Palace. It was also a good story.
At this moment, around the top of Little Spirit Mountain.
Three figures with powerful auras stood around Li Taixin, faintly forming an encirclement.
One of them was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand. He had the demeanor of a transcendent being. He was Zhou Sanxian, who was ranked seventh among the substitute disciples. The other one was wearing a black robe and was surrounded by poisonous gas. His eyes had a trace of unusual red and green color. He was the famous Poisonous Man, Dugu Ye.
The last one was wearing a white robe. His face was handsome and pale, but there was a trace of unconcealable sadness in his expression. He was Baili Wangxue, who was ranked sixth among the substitute disciples.
The three tyrannical Void Spring Realm experts surrounded Li Taixin. When they looked at this old man who seemed to be too weak to stand up to a gust of wind, there was a trace of deep fear in their eyes. This old man, who was almost eighty years old, was ranked fourth among the substitute disciples of the Medicine Palace. Naturally, he had his reasons.
He sat on the ground, seemingly motionless. However, the aura around his body was perfectly integrated with the small mountain below him. It gave off a feeling of flawlessness, and there was no way to attack him.
Everyone had the illusion that if they attacked him, they would also attack the small mountain below him. This strange scene made everyone not dare to act rashly.
However, the three people around him were unwilling to let him occupy the other side of the hill. They were all elites of the Void Spring Tier, so why was he the only one who came out on top?
Therefore, the expressions of the three people surrounding Li Taixin became more and more solemn. As time passed, the auras emanating from their bodies became more and more tyrannical. It was as if they could launch an earth-shattering attack at any time and place!
While everyone was eyeing Li Taixin's Little Spirit Mountain covetously, Chu Chen was also looking for a place to hide.
It didn't matter how the others fought. For him, as long as he wanted to find a cave to hide in based on his experience, it would be enough.
As time passed, the one hour that the reception elder said was coming soon.
Everyone's hearts were filled with anxiety. A strong snowstorm was coming. If they couldn't find a place to hide, they might not have the chance to endure until the end of the Medicine Palace's new disciple trial!
Many people went into some of the more scattered caves nearby.
In any case, staying in a cave was always better than being outside and being hit by the wind and snow.
After entering the Biquan Xianzong, Chu Chen had three years of experience sleeping in the wild. For the monthly medicine allowance, he ran non-stop during the day. It had long become a habit for him to eat and sleep in the wild. Therefore, he had his own unique views on survival in the wild.
He knew what kind of cave was warm, what kind of cave could avoid the cold, what kind of cave could hide from the wind, and what kind of cave was actually colder than the outside.
After searching back and forth several times, Chu Chen found that some of the caves with good locations had long been occupied by others.
There were too many disciples who had signed up for the trial this time. There were a total of 50,000 disciples.
This couldn't go on. When the snowstorm came, if there was no place to hide, it would be many times more difficult.
After thinking for a moment, Chu Chen gritted his teeth and made up his mind. Since he couldn't find a cave, he might as well dig one himself!
When he thought of this, he didn't waste any more time wandering around. He looked at the surrounding terrain and found an extremely remote place without the wind. He took out the ink-black nameless sword from his storage ring and started digging in a cliff.
"Zizi …"
The ink-black sword pierced into the grey-iron colored rock, and suddenly, dazzling sparks splashed out.
It was unknown what the rocks in the Secret Medicine Realm were made of. They seemed to contain a large amount of iron, so they were extremely hard.
However, no matter how hard the rock was, it was as fragile as tofu in front of this divine sword made of king iron. As Chu Chen used a little force, sparks flew everywhere. The ink-black sword had already been deeply carved into the cliff.
If Blacksmith Xu knew that he was using a divine sword made of king iron to dig a hole, he would probably curse him!
Chu Chen smiled bitterly and helplessly. He circulated his spiritual power and sped up. Soon, he dug a cave big enough for five people to shelter in.
There seemed to be some kind of restriction in this Secret Medicine Realm. It wasn't like the real world that could endlessly destroy the terrain. After digging a cave big enough for five people, it was difficult to dig any deeper.
Chu Chen was slightly stunned, but he also understood what was going on.
Although the Secret Medicine Realm was magical, it was only a part of the ancient treasure, The Mountain River Map. Before this ancient artifact was fully restored, there would definitely be some kind of restriction. After all, digging a cave here was actually destroying the internal space structure of this divine artifact in a sense.
After digging a shelter, the one hour that the reception elder said had finally passed. Then, a whistling sound that was neither soft nor loud soared into the sky.
The whole world instantly darkened. In the next moment, in the originally empty gray sky, thick dark clouds suddenly appeared and covered the entire sky.
Boom!
There was a sudden clap of thunder, and the whole world instantly darkened endlessly. No trace of light could be seen.
In the darkness, the temperature dropped rapidly. Cold snowflakes quietly fell in the darkness, and soon, a thin layer of snow covered the ground.
Whoosh …
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