An hour later, the guarding disciples in front of the back mountain gate saw Li Xiaobai returning the same way.
"Thank you, 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 to inform the dean."
"Time is pressing. Say hello to the dean and the 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 trip."
The guarding disciples looked confused and waved in a daze.
Having received the decree from the dean and winning the battle in the heavens, this was no ordinary disciple. He was actually flattered to call them senior brother.
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. 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. When the dean asks, he can give some explanations."
"proper!"
Several people made up their minds and walked along the route Li Xiaobai took...
A few minutes later.
Several roars came from the back mountain, shouting to the sky.
"Grave robber!"
"Damn it, he dug up the graveyard!"
"The funerary objects, the funerary objects of the elder level are all gone!"
"Go to Xunming Academy quickly!"
…
Tianshen Academy, inside the main hall.
Feng Wuhen and the elders were still discussing matters regarding the disciples from each domain going to the Pure Land of Extreme Evil, and were thinking about whether to send people to intercept and kill the disciples from other forces along the way.
Several monks outside the hall ran in in a panic.
"Dean, something serious has happened!"
"What happened? How unbecoming is it to be in such a panic!"
Feng Wuhen looked at the several disciples who had barged into the palace gate, frowned and scolded them in a deep voice.
"Dean, Elder, a disciple is heading 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 mountain behind!"
“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 trampling 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!
"Quick...take me to see..."
now.
Li Xiaobai was completely unaware of the chaos happening in the academy and was humming a tune and walking in the direction pointed by the token.
Although he dug up his ancestral graves, there was nothing wrong with him. Who let Feng Wuhen say 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.
The great grievances are used 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 captured 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 into the lake to practice if they were not diligent enough in moving bricks. Become a zombie.
"The weather is nice, and another wave of miners will be making money soon. I'm excited just thinking about it."
The golden chariot was speeding under Li Xiaobai's feet. Now he had no problem of breaking through at all. When needed, he would find two monks who were in the virtual spirit realm and use Hua Zi and Bathang Zi to break through the shackles and summon the catastrophe once and for all.
The location marked by the token is in a place called Jiuhua Domain. It is a long way away and it will take another day to reach it with 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 everywhere."
Li Xiaobai murmured to himself.
"Brother, look, that person also has a guidance token in his hand, which is the same 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 that rich people are so kind, but also 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 won the battlefield in the heavens to qualify for the trip to the Pure Land of Extreme Evil."
Li Xiaobai cupped his fists and raised his hands 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 just from the Cangtian Domain?"
"The battlefield in the heavens is so dangerous. Even I managed to escape by chance. I think you are just trying to make up for it. Go back and forth wherever you go 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 were wiped out in the battlefield of the heavens, so each force selected one person to go to the Pure Land of Extreme Evil.
The fewer people who go, the more rewards he can share, so naturally he has to take advantage of the situation.
"Shrinking in a corner?"
"A lucky escape?"
Li Xiaobai tilted his head. The guy in front of him was really boasting and not drafting. He was the instigator of the destruction of the battlefields of the heavens, and yet he was found to be making trouble without opening his eyes.
He laughed ferociously and said: "Which domain are you from? Come down and let's chat!"
