Chapter 3: The Seven Mysteries Sect
The smell inside the car was obviously not good, and it was no wonder that nearly thirty children were crammed into a carriage that should only be able to take a dozen people. Even though the children were much smaller than adults, it still made the car crowded.
Han Li smartly shrunk his skinny body into the corners of the carriage and surreptitiously surveyed the other children inside.
The children who came to participate in the entrance exam were clearly divided into three categories from their clothing and appearance: the first category was the brocade-clothed young man sitting in the center of the carriage, surrounded by most of the other children.
That young man called dance rock, this year thirteen years old, is the oldest one in the car. Originally, his age had already exceeded the regulations, but he had a cousin who was married to a person of power in the Seven Xuan Clan, so the age issue was naturally no longer a problem. Maoyan’s family owned a martial arts school, his family was quite wealthy, and he had practiced some kung fu since he was a child, although he wasn’t very smart, but it was still more than enough to deal with a child like Han Li, who only had some stupid strength and had never practiced martial arts before.
Obviously, people like Maoyan, whose family was rich and powerful, and who also knew a few kung fu moves, naturally became the “big brother” of most of the children in the car.
Another type of people is the cluster of these children dancing rock, this part of the people from a variety of origins, the family has a store, there are part-time workers, there are relying on the craft to eat …… and so on, but all have the same characteristic is: are growing up in the town, naturally, more or less with the family adults have learned some of the face to look at the color, and the skill of the line by the profit, therefore, these people are clustered dancing rock. Therefore, these people all flocked around Maoyan and addressed him with “Maoyan Young Master” and “Maoyan Big Brother”, to which Maoyan seemed to have long been accustomed to, and was very happy to be addressed by these names.
The last category of people is Han Li this kind of people, this kind of people are from the remote poor countryside, the family is generally relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, relying on the water to eat the water, very poor. This type of people in the car is the least, only five or six people, the demeanor is mostly afraid of hands and feet do not dare to speak out loud, just watching others laughing and joking, and from time to time loud and noisy that part of the children formed a stark contrast.
The carriage flew all the way west from Qingniu Town, going to several places on the way, picking up a few more children, and finally arriving at Caixia Mountain – the location of the Seven Xuan Sect’s main gate – in the evening of the fifth day.
As soon as all the children got off the bus, they were deeply fascinated by the colorful sunset view of Caixia Mountain, and it was not until the sound of Wang Guifa’s urging that everyone came to their senses and continued to walk forward.
Colorful Xia Mountain was originally known as Phoenix Mountain, according to legend, in ancient times a five-color phoenix fell in this place, turned into this mountain. Later, due to the people who came here found that this mountain was beautiful and unusual at sunset, as if it was covered by colorful haze, and then it was changed to Colorful Cloud Mountain. Of course, since this mountain was possessed by the Seven Mysteries Sect, outsiders naturally could not come here again to enjoy such a beautiful view.
Caixia Mountain is the second largest mountain in the Mirror State, except for the other Baimang Mountain, this mountain occupies the widest area, and within a radius of more than ten miles are the mountain ranges of this mountain. This mountain has more than a dozen peaks of various sizes, all of which are very dangerous, and thus all of them are occupied by the various branches of the Seven Mysteries Sect. Caixia Mountain’s main peak “Sunset Peak” is even more dangerous, not only strange high steep, and from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the peak is only a road to go, seven Xuanmen will be placed here after the general hall, and in this road of the dangerous place, a series of thirteen or clear or dark set up a sentry card, it can be said that it is infallible, rest assured.
Han Li surveyed the surroundings while following the people in front forward, suddenly the front of the team stopped, then came a bold voice: “Wang old brother, how only just arrived? It can be two days later than the scheduled time.”
”Hall Master Yue, there was some delay on the road, I’m sorry to trouble you old man.” Protector Wang stood in front of the crowd and respectfully saluted a red-faced old man, changing his domineering demeanor from the way he had been on the road, with a few flattery on his face.
”How many batches of disciples has this been sent to the mountain?”
”The seventeenth batch.”
”Hmph!” This Hall Master Yue looked at Han Li and the others in a grand manner for a few moments.
”Send them to the Qing Guest Courtyard, let them rest for the night, and start selecting qualified disciples first thing in the morning. For those who don’t pass, let them leave the mountain early, lest they break the mountain’s rules.”
”As you wish, Hall Master Yue.”
Walking on the stone steps up the mountain, all the children were excited, but no one dared to speak out loud, even though all of them were not very old, they all knew that this was the place where their future destiny would be decided.
Protector Wang was leading the way while smiling and greeting the people he met on the way, it could be seen that he had many acquaintances within the sect and was well liked.
The people encountered along the way were mostly wearing green satin clothes, either carrying knives, or carrying swords, occasionally some bare hands were bulging in the waist, not knowing what to put in their pockets, from the behavior and demeanor, it could be seen that these people were strong and healthy, and all of them had a good kung fu in their bodies.
Han Li and the others were brought to a shorter mountain peak with a patch of earthen houses at the top, where Han Li and the others stayed for the night. In his night’s sleep, Han Li dreamed of himself wearing a brocade coat, holding a golden sword in his hand, and being armed with supreme kung fu, beating up the blacksmith’s son in the village whom he had never been able to defeat, so awesome that he still reminisced about it until he woke up the next morning.
After getting up in the morning, Wang Guifa did not let everyone eat breakfast, and directly brought the crowd to the bottom of the mountain to a large slope full of bamboo. There, the Hall Master Yue, whom they had met yesterday, and several other young men they did not recognize were already waiting there.