An hour later, the guarding disciples in front of the back mountain gate saw Li Xiaobai returning the same way.
"Thank you for your hard work, fellow seniors. This time, I am the winner of the Battle of the Heavens. I will now set off for the gathering place. Please excuse me and report it to the dean."
¡°Time is running out, please say hello to the dean and elders for me.¡±
Li Xiaobai cupped his fists and cupped his hands, smiling at the two of them and said.
"I understand, junior brother, have a good journey."
The guarding disciples looked confused and waved in a daze.
Having obtained the dean¡¯s handwriting and winning the battle of the heavens, this is not an ordinary disciple. He actually calls them senior brother, which is really flattering.
After Li Xiaobai left, several disciples whispered among themselves.
"Hey, who was that just now? I've never heard of it!"
"I don't know, I just heard that only one disciple successfully returned from the battlefield of the heavens, and even Brother Bodhidharma fell into it. I guess he is not an ordinary character. The water here is very deep!"
"By the way, why did he go to the back mountain? There is nothing else here except the mausoleum. Could it be that he came to pay homage?"
"Go in and check it out, and the dean can give you some explanations when he asks."
"Properly!"
The few people made up their minds and followed the route Li Xiaobai took when he came
A few minutes later.
Several roars came from the back mountain, and they looked up to the sky and howled.
"Grave robber!"
"Damn it, he dug up the graveyard!"
"The funerary objects, the funerary objects of the elder level are all gone!"
"Go to Chunming Academy quickly!"
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Tianshen Academy, inside the main hall.
Feng Wuhen and the elders are still discussing matters regarding the disciples from each domain going to the Pure Land of Extreme Evil, and are thinking about whether to send people to intercept and kill the disciples from other forces on the way.
Several monks outside the hall ran in in a panic.
"Dean, something bad has happened!"
"What happened? How unbecoming are you in such a panic!"
Feng Wuhen looked at the several disciples who had broken into the palace gate, frowned and scolded them in a deep voice.
"Dean, elder, a disciple has gone to the back mountain with your handwriting token."
"I know, I gave it to him. If he wants to go to the back mountain, just let him in."
Feng Wuhen said lightly.
"But he hollowed out all the graves on the back mountain!"
"I haven't even spared my ancestor's grave!"
Several people spoke, looking a little anxious.
"What!"
¡°Dig a grave!¡±
Feng Wuhen¡¯s lips were trembling and his calves were cramped.
His expression changed in an instant. The back mountain was a place of ancestral graves, and the burial objects were only meritorious treasures with no actual value.
But the meaning it represents is extraordinary. It is more uncomfortable to have someone dig up the ancestor's grave than to kill him. This is a trample on the reputation of Tianshen Academy!
The most important thing is that the position of dean of Tianshen Academy is passed down from generation to generation, that is to say, his father is also in it!
"Hurrytake me to see"
At this moment.
Li Xiaobai was completely unaware of the chaos in the academy and was humming a tune and walking in the direction pointed by the token.
Although the ancestral graves were dug up, there was nothing wrong with it. Feng Wuhen said that he could move around the academy unimpeded and meet all needs.
Not a single thing in the sect was touched, but a few corpses were moved away. It would not be a big deal. After all, this cemetery is just a decoration for the academy. People in the cultivation world are indifferent. They talk about condolences, but in fact I have never seen anyone actually cry in front of the tomb in Houshan.
??Using the Great Resentment to bring these dead people back to the world. They were unable to fulfill their dreams of being strong before their death, but they were able to conquer all directions after their death. This is a kind of satisfaction for the deceased.
In the forty-ninth battlefield, all the corpses were thrown into the lake of resentful spirit.
One after another, the great grievances began to revive with the help of the bodies of these corpses, and walked out of the lake with terrifying auras.
The terrifying level of the spirit of resentment is quite high. Although it cannot be cultivated, monks whose own strength and cultivation level are far beyond ordinary can form a powerful army.
The other monks who were caught turned pale with fright when they saw this scene. They kept working hard. After staying in the battlefield for a while, they also knew the basic rules. They were afraid that they would be thrown away if they did not move bricks diligently enough.?The lake has turned into a zombie.
¡°The weather is nice, and another wave of miners will soon make money. I¡¯m excited just thinking about it.¡±
Li Xiaobai's golden chariot is speeding at his feet. Now he has no problem of breaking through. When needed, he can find two monks who are in the virtual spirit realm and use Hua Zi and Bathang Zi to break through the shackles, summoning heavenly tribulation and once and for all.
The location marked by the token is in a place called Jiuhua Domain. It is a long way away. It will take another day to reach it based on the speed of the golden chariot.
"Look for any mass graves or other places on the road."
"The world of cultivation is full of crises, and corpses should be seen everywhere."
Li Xiaobai murmured to himself.
¡°Senior brother, look at that person¡¯s hand that also has a guidance token, and it¡¯s heading in the same direction as ours!¡±
A little girl's voice came from above. When he looked up, he saw a huge warship flying through the sky, and a girl with two ponytails on it was pointing at him and shouting.
The speed of the warship slowed down, and a young man appeared and said loudly: "The brothers below, I don't know where they come from, are they also going to the Pure Land of Paradise?"
"I am Cai Kun, a disciple of the Heavenly God Academy in Cangtian Domain."
Li Xiaobai responded, looking at the warship above, he felt not only emotional, rich people are so kind, and their cars are magnificent.
"A monk from the Cangtian Domain?"
"You can go back. There is no place for you in the Pure Land of Heaven this time."
The warship rumbled down a few heights, and a strong wind swept across it, making Li Xiaobai unable to open his eyes. The young man said with a condescending look.
The little girl with twin tails on the side also stared with big eyes: "A monk from the Cangtian Domain, no wonder he is still running on the ground, he is such a bumpkin!"
"I have never had any contact with you two. This time, you have to win the battlefield in the heavens to qualify for the trip to the Pure Land of Extreme Evil."
Li Xiaobai clasped his fists and said, "This is the first time I have seen someone making trouble for no reason while walking well on the road. It seems that he is also a monk heading to the Pure Land of Paradise."
"Winning?"
"You're the only one from the Cangtian Domain?"
"The battlefields in the heavens are so dangerous. Even I was lucky enough to escape. I think you are just trying to make up for it. Go back and forth quickly, don't make any mistakes!"
The young man said coldly, without giving any face. He knew some inside information. It was said that all the monks in the battlefield of the heavens were wiped out, so each force selected one person to go to the Pure Land of Extreme Evil.
The fewer people who go there, the more rewards he can share, so naturally he has to take advantage of them.
"Shrinking in a corner?"
¡°A lucky escape?¡±
Li Xiaobai tilted his head. The guy in front of him was really bragging and not drafting. He was the instigator of the destruction of the battlefields of the heavens, and he was actually looking for trouble without opening his eyes.
He laughed ferociously and said: "Which domain are you from? Come down and let's chat!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com