C4

In the Redwood Forest, there was a pair of approximately 12 people. A carriage was placed in the middle of the forest. From the looks of their attire and their formation, one could tell that they were from the aristocratic families.

Moreover, it was not just this pair of men, but also the different people who were walking around the forest. They were also noble, aristocratic, ordinary people, and were all poor people, but they all had one or more children with them. They were all in their teens, and the oldest was no older than eighteen years old.

Today was the day where the ancient sects would recruit disciples every hundred years.

"Where did this brat come from, don't block the way."

Can Yang did not come forward to block the way, but actually wanted to ask for directions. In this unfamiliar place, he had to ask for directions in order to know how to get to the Eastern Mountain.

"Brothers, I'm sorry, I just want to ask, about that …"

Before Can Yang could finish his question, a middle-aged man pushed Can Yang to the side and said impatiently, "What are you asking for? Don't waste our time, get lost!"

A wave of anger instantly rose from the depths of Can Yang's heart. He clenched his fists, but he still managed to hold it in.

"Child, don't provoke these arrogant people. If you want to ask anything, I'll tell you."

Hearing this, Can Yang suddenly turned around, and the one who spoke was an old man with a head full of white hair. He was leaning on a walking stick, wearing shabby clothes, and beside him stood a girl who was about Can Yang's age. She had a cute and exquisite appearance, a stubborn little face, and big watery eyes that stared unblinkingly at Can Yang.

Looking at the benevolent old man and cute girl, Can Yang's anger had dissipated by half. He said amiably: "I want to know where this place is, or, Old grandpa, do you know where Eastern Mountain is?"

"Eastern Mountain? Isn't this place the Eastern Mountain? " The old grandpa doubtfully asked.

This place is the Eastern Mountain? Can Yang suddenly realized that Senior Hu Muqiu had already sent him to the Eastern Mountain realm?

"Is that so? Which direction is the Eastern Mountain Mountain Gate in? " At this moment, Can Yang was extremely happy, because he didn't need to waste time searching for the location of Eastern Mountain, as he was already here.

"Keep going forward, and walk out of this redwood forest. Once you cross the mountain on the opposite side, you will see the Eastern Mountain Mountain Gate." The old grandpa replied gently.

Can Yang revealed a smile and said, "Old grandpa, thank you!"

With that, Can Yang turned and ran in the direction of Eastern Mountain Mountain Gate.

Seeing the youth that was even more graceful than her running away, the young girl bit her lips and said, "Grandfather, that person is truly strange."

The strong preys on the weak. If you want dignity, you need to become stronger, and even though I can't see anything different about that young man, but I can feel that young man is not simple. My good granddaughter, grandpa has been a fisherman for his entire life, and you live an ordinary life.

"Grandpa, don't worry. I will definitely become a cultivator and come back to see grandpa!" The young girl's words were very firm.

At this very moment, there were already a crowd of no less than a thousand people outside the door of the Eastern Mountain Mountain. The scene was grand, and they were all waiting, waiting for the start of the examination.

Inside the Eastern Mountain Mountain Gate, over a dozen elders were already standing at various places. They were all characters on the level of Eastern Mountain Elders, and also hoped that disciples with excellent aptitudes would appear.

In the crowd, Can Yang had already arrived, but he was on the edge of the cliff exclaiming in admiration. Why did he exclaim in surprise?

In this world, there were many famous and rare herbs in Can Yang's previous life, but in this world, people treated these herbs with contempt, as if they were weeds. More importantly, these herbs were simply upgraded from his previous life, like those that were very rare, hard to obtain, and even more so, rare and precious herbs that were extinct. If one of the herbs was compared to a dog, then this dog would not only run faster, but also fly …

"Brother Mo, what do you think that kid is doing, holding a bunch of weeds?"

"I think there's something wrong with his head."

"Yeah, I think so too. There must be something wrong with his head."

"Perhaps it's because the pressure of the examination is too great, it's not certain that he would collapse in advance …"

"…"

Can Yang didn't hear the mocking laughter. Even if he did, he wouldn't care because the thing in his hand wasn't some weed.

Just as Can Yang was feeling intoxicated, a voice resounded at the entrance of Eastern Mountain Mountain: "The examination to recruit new disciples will begin now!"

The voice sounded like an old deity speaking from the clouds. It was mysterious and solemn, causing one to have no choice but to hold their breath. The entire audience instantly became terrifyingly quiet.

As long as you enter the end of this quagmire, you will be able to pass the examination and become my disciple. If you are unable to persevere on the way, you can only personally say the three words "I give up" and you will automatically leave the quagmire. Now, the examination can begin. "

Just as his voice fell, at the entrance of Eastern Mountain Mountain Gate, a wave of mist suddenly lingered in the surroundings, and a faintly discernible swamp appeared before everyone's eyes. It was just that, perhaps because of the mist, this swamp simply couldn't be seen to its end.

Seeing Can Yang in the quagmire, he rolled his eyes and started to look for something.

Can Yang was not anxious at all. He was not a real twelve-year-old boy, in his previous life, but under his amorous and cute appearance, he had a calm mind, shocking willpower, and a strong intelligence.

"Found it, Frigid Grass." Can Yang was surprised. Then, he stuffed the few herbs that looked like weeds into his chest and started to tie the collected wood skin onto his body.

The effect of the Frigid Grass would cause one's body to heat up for a period of time after eating it. If one stayed in the quagmire for too long, they would definitely feel cold.

Furthermore, the effect of the wooden skin binding on one's body was enormous. It could prevent the poisonous insects in the quagmire from biting them, prevent the thorns from stabbing them, and also protect the skin and meridians of the entire body.

After doing all that, Can Yang jumped into the mud.

Time passed minute after minute. Amongst thousands of people, more than half of them had already retreated, unable to pass the examination.

Can Yang was very relaxed at this moment, but he couldn't see the end of this quagmire. Even at this point, he still couldn't see the end. Was there really no end to this quagmire?