Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

Time flies, the sun and the moon flies.

Guan Shanyu really didn't want to use this overused phrase, but it was indeed the opening words of the chapter on the novice disciple trial in his original book.

This plot is the first climax of the book.

Yan Ruchen, the cheating guy, should have won the gold list in the trial of a hundred disciples, but was pushed off a cliff by the sinister villain Guan Shanyu and other disciples. However, he accidentally encountered a monster and subdued it, gaining the spiritual knowledge of sword-making. From then on, he started to fight monsters and level up, became the leader of the Tianjian Sect, unified the immortal sects in the world, married a beautiful and rich woman, and took the first step towards the peak of his life.

It is also a small climax of the book "The Immortal Journey Against the Sky".

If we say that "The Immortal Journey Against the Sky" had been lukewarm before this, but after this chapter of the plot appeared, the novel became popular in a small range.

Being scolded and angry.

After all, in all ten or eleven books of cultivation stories, the protagonist is abused in the early stage and then falls off a cliff for unknown reasons/is seriously injured/suffers misunderstandings, etc., and then kills everyone. However, due to the excessive homogeneity of the plots, the audience's tastes have long been spoiled. This kind of stereotyped plot has no novelty at all and is likely to have the same settings as others.

As soon as this article was published, countless passers-by and original readers started to complain crazily, such as "Can you authors come up with some innovation? You copy him and he copies you all the time. I'm tired of reading it."

In particular, a netizen with the ID "日系少女八嘎酱" built more than a hundred floors to accuse him of plagiarism and being stupid.

For example, they called him "a toad jumping off a cliff, pretending to be the Batman of the novel world," and "tofu has brains, but he doesn't," and "his writing is just like burning newspapers at graves, fooling ghosts." Who knows how many years it's been marinating his words, but this is such a savvy hater that he's managed to bring the readership of "Xian Tu Ni Cang Qiong" down from over 10,000 to over 3,000.

People tend to become abnormal if they are scolded too much. Guan Shanyu used to like to carefully consider the plot when writing. Under this high-intensity abuse, he gradually became mentally distorted. From then on, he abandoned his already limited moral integrity and stuffed all kinds of erotic plots and strange beauties and beasts into his novels.

The more I wrote, the more free I became, and it became a complete watered-down article.

If he had known earlier that he shouldn't have tolerated it, he should have reported that Baga-chan for slamming him like that and investigated whether she was worth 500,000 yuan. After all, who among the Chinese calls themselves Baga-chan is most likely a traitor! If there really was such a reward for reporting, why would he write such a ridiculous article?

You won't end up having no money to eat and having to buy instant noodles and then being sent to the sky by a wheel.

The key plot of the book is about to come. Either Guan Shanyu pushes Yan Ruchen off the cliff, or Guan Shanyu uses someone else to push Yan Ruchen off the cliff.

At this moment, Guan Shanyu was squatting at the door of Lingcaoxuan, watching the carriages and horses coming and going, and was nervously preparing the luggage for going to Wuzijian Hunting Ground. Suddenly, he wanted to eat some Huazi.

After Qing Yuanzi had properly placed the post, he turned to direct his disciples to methodically check their luggage and carriages. He caught a glimpse of Guan Shanyu, crouching against the wall, his face pale and filled with worry.

Thinking about how he has been losing his appetite day by day since he heard that he was going to participate in the preliminary trial, and every day he either sighed in the field or looked up at the sky in a daze, and even couldn't eat at all these days, he thought to himself that this child was so concerned about the trial, and was probably worried that he would be outmatched and bleed on the spot.

After thinking about it, he stepped forward and patted Guan Shanyu on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "Shanyu, this is just an ordinary competition. Even if you are defeated by other disciples, your life will not be in danger. Last year, Nengfan took the last place, but he was still happy. You must not feel pressured."

The fat boy named Nengfan passed by and muttered unkindly, "Master, didn't we agree not to mention this?"

Guan Shanyu immediately explained that he was definitely not so listless because he wanted to compete for a ranking, but simply because he didn't eat enough breakfast. Qing Yuanzi asked someone to stuff a few steamed buns into his arms, and after comforting him with a few words, he went back to his business.

Guan Shanyu held the steamed bun in one hand and continued to gnaw on it while his soul left his body.

The carriages and luggage of Lingcaoxuan were almost ready, and the disciples began to count their own parts. Guan Shanyu supported himself with one hand and held a steamed bun with the other hand, trying to stand up from the ground tremblingly.

But because he hadn't eaten well in the past few days, his legs were completely weak. He stood halfway and wanted to sit back to finish eating the steamed bun. Unexpectedly, as he just squatted down, a pair of big hands firmly held his arms.

"Thank you very much." Guan Shanyu stood up from the ground with the force of the big hand. He turned around to see who this kind person was. He saw a young man in white standing behind him. He looked at him gently with a smile on his lips: "You're welcome, Shanyu."

Guan Shanyu almost fell down the stairs again. A steamed bun fell out of his hand and rolled to the ground.

Holy shit! Why is this cheater in Lingcaoxuan?

Guan Shanyu didn't know where the strength came from, and he suddenly jumped away. He tried to concentrate and said, "It's Brother Ruchen, why are you here?"

Yan Ruchen's voice was gentle and clear as he said, "Elder Qing asked me to come."

Guan Shanyu suddenly realized, pointed to the side and said, "My master is there!"

Yan Ruchen turned around and saw Qing Yuanzi looking over. He quickly waved at the two of them and said, "Ruchen, we've packed up everything here. I'll leave Shanyu in your care later."

Yan Ruchen nodded politely and bowed in return. Guan Shanyu looked confused and asked, "What do you mean, I'll leave it to you?"

Yan Ruchen pointed at the black horse beside him and said, "Aren't you afraid to ride a horse? The journey to Wuzijian is quite long, so Elder Qing asked me to take you. Are you ready? Do you need any help?"

"No..." Guan Shanyu replied blankly.

Damn Murphy's Law!

So on the mountain road to the hunting ground, I saw a shiny black horse with two handsome young men on its back.

One of them was sitting in the front, shivering while holding a few steamed buns. Another tall and handsome young man was sitting behind him, holding the reins with both hands and slightly encircling the young man in the front into his arms. Every time the two of them accidentally touched each other, it was a cruel psychological torture for the young man holding the steamed buns.

Si Hongyin was riding a horse and passed by casually. His eyes seemed to glance at Guan Shanyu's frightened face unintentionally. Although he didn't say anything, Guan Shanyu was so scared that he dared not move.

Chen Rongrong got angry when she saw Guan Shanyu, but Yan Ruchen was still there, so she couldn't say any curse words. She just snorted and left.

Before noon, the disciples finally arrived at the Wuzijian hunting ground.

Wuzijian Hunting Ground is located in the southwest, surrounded by mountains and peaks.

Outside the hunting grounds, there are lush greenery, gurgling streams, and wildflowers everywhere. Inside, the terrain is steep and rugged, with surging currents and hidden currents, jagged rocks, and roaming wild animals. Because one of the highest peaks rises straight into the clouds, standing like a magic needle in the valley, it is named "Wuzijian".

The disciples who participated in the initial disciple trials came from hundreds of immortal sects, but the main force was only the four major immortal cultivation sects. The Tianxuan Dao Sect was the leader, followed by Zixiao Lingjing, Yunji Chan, and Yuchen Palace.

Among the four major sects, Tianxuan Dao Sect and Zixiao Lingjing are equally powerful, with no clear winner. Zixiao Lingjing even has the Twelve Palaces of Lingxiao, each with its own unique skills and a wide range of knowledge.

While the Tianxuan Dao Sect lacks the diverse range of cultivation options offered by the Zixiao Spiritual Realm, it possesses profound attainments in several of its own cultivation paths, making any independent lineage capable of standing on its own and possessing remarkable strength. Furthermore, the Yunji Chan Sect, a pure land within the Buddhist community, specializes in the practice of the Dharma and brings together numerous eminent monks and sages. The Yuchen Palace, on the other hand, originates from the mortal realm, originally built by the imperial family as a place for scholars to enjoy tea, discuss Taoism, and practice music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Over time, disciples within the palace gradually dabbled in the art of Qimen Dunjia. With the unwavering support of the imperial court, they gradually rose to prominence in the world of cultivation, firmly securing their place as one of the four great sects.

In addition, there are countless small sects of immortal cultivators and various independent cultivators who will come to participate. After all, the rewards for the top 50 winners are quite generous. Magical pills and herbs are given away like they are free, and there are even some exquisite weapons and equipment as well. Everyone wants to come and get a share of the benefits.

So even if we don’t count the onlookers, there are more than a thousand contestants.

High platforms have already been built on the mountains surrounding the hunting ground, and even spiritual mirrors have been placed in each rest area for passers-by to view the latest status of the hunting ground. Various factions have set up base camps here, and the colorful flags of the sects are fluttering on the platforms.

The chief executives of the various factions took their seats on the high platform, waiting for the disciples of each faction to enter the hunting ground to compete for the top spot on the gold list.

Guan Shanyu was already terrified. The biggest event he had ever participated in in his life was the sports meet organized by the school, and the nervousness he felt every time he sat in the preparation area was exactly the same as he was now.

Although Lingcaoxuan where he was was not the main force and was just a bystander in the Wuzijian hunting ground, there were indeed ferocious beasts in this hunting ground, and being scratched by them was no joke.

There were crowds of people all around, and disciples from various factions were preparing items for entering the hunting grounds in their respective base camps. The rules of the competition stipulated that each person could bring one weapon and one defensive equipment into the hunting grounds, so all kinds of strange equipment could be seen on the grounds, including helmets, shields, maces, tents, and invisible hats.

Guan Shanyu looked down at his waist and saw nothing but a suona.

So he turned around and rushed into the camp tent. If he didn't find some defensive measures, he would probably die in this tent.