Chapter 782: Chasing Points, Strange Tomb

Cao Gongping was stunned for a moment, then explained: "That silly boy named Zai wants to ally with me in this third ring trial. I don't like his strength. In order to prove himself, that boy took the initiative to Make it a condition of your alliance with me.”

"He said that as long as he eliminated you, it would be enough to prove that he was strong enough to form an alliance with me. I laughed at him for not overestimating his abilities, so I agreed to him."

Speaking of this, Cao Gongping smiled and said, "Is it possible that that kid threw dirty water on me before he died?"

Listening to Cao Gongping's explanation, Ci Song still had a sneer on his face. The Haoran righteousness in his body resonated with the Victory Evil Sword in his hand. The red Haoran Sword Qi spurted out, like a vast dragon of sword energy, lingering around Ci. Song's whole body.

"You have good talent and strength. You are a rare genius. I don't want to fight you right now."

Cao Gongping grinned, showing two big rabbit teeth, put away the folding fan in his hand, and said: "So, try to survive, and we will see you in Xiantai."

After saying that, Cao Gongping turned into a golden light and galloped away into the distance. In a few breaths, he disappeared from Ci Song's sight.

Looking at the direction Cao Gongping left, Ci Song did not move for a long time. Naturally, he did not believe a word of Cao Gongping's words, but at this moment, he did not want to fight with Cao Gongping.

It's not that Ci Song is afraid of Cao Gongping, but now that the trial has just begun, he will fight Cao Gongping. Regardless of victory or defeat, it will have a great impact on his subsequent trials. Even if he wins, he will be seriously injured. , so that he loses the qualification to enter the battle for immortality.

What's more, nowadays Ci Song Dynasty only has Hanlin cultivation, but Cao Gongping is already a top scholar, a whole level higher than Ci Song Dynasty. If we really want to fight, Ci Song Dynasty may not be Cao Gongping's opponent. .

Although he has many trump cards, as the First Holy Son, Cao Gongping will only have more trump cards than himself, and he is not sure of victory. Ci Song does not want to fight Cao Gongping prematurely.

"Forget it, I will start to get points next. The points obtained by Cao Gongping just now exceeded my total points. I also have to compete with other students to get some points."

Ci Song murmured to himself, then moved, using the Heguang Tongchen footwork, and galloped towards the forest behind the cliff, and disappeared in a few breaths.

. . .

In a quiet valley, Bai Ye's pupils have all turned white. He is standing in front of a mausoleum with a bit of confusion on his expression.

"Isn't this place a simulation of the divine pupil illusion world? Why are there still ghosts?"

Bai Ye looked at the mausoleum in front of him and frowned.

Just now, he came to this valley based on the clues given by the Divine Eye Fantasy World. He originally thought that this was just an ordinary fantasy world scene, but when he approached the mausoleum, he found that there were ghosts here.

You must know that the Divine Eye Illusion World was constructed by Chen Xintong. Everything here is illusory. But at this moment, the breath of ghosts can be heard in this mausoleum, which makes Bai Ye very confused.

Bai Ye was able to see ghosts because he had swallowed the Ghost King. Bai Ye could also see ghosts on weekdays. Why his eyes turned white was because the breath of this ghost was extremely weak. Bai Ye then used all his strength to use the ghost. The power of the soul caused his pupils to change.

The literati who swallow the ghosts of the Ghost King and above can see the underworld with their eyes. However, after ordinary literati swallow the ghosts, they will also be affected by the ghosts. In severe cases, they may even become walking zombies who only know how to kill, and they will never be able to wake up again for the rest of their lives.

But this is not the case in Bai Ye. The saint's soul only needs to release a trace of holy power to easily remove all the negative emotions in the ghost king's soul, leaving only the ghost king's purest soul power and the ability to observe the underworld. .

"Since I have met it, it means that I am destined to this tomb. Let's go in and take a look."

Bai Ye murmured to himself, then took steps towards the mausoleum in front of him.

This mausoleum looked very old. The door of the mausoleum was carved with complex patterns that looked like some kind of ancient runes. The moment Bai Ye's palm touched the door of the mausoleum, a biting chill hit him instantly.

"Such a strong aura of the underworld."

Bai Ye frowned slightly, and then the awe-inspiring righteousness circulated in his body, isolating the ghostly energy from his body, and then he used both hands to slowly push open the heavy door of the mausoleum.

As the door of the mausoleum slowly opened, a richer ghostly air spurted out from the mausoleum, and vaguely, the sound of a ghost roaring came from the depths of the mausoleum.

Bai Ye's expression remained unchanged, and with a movement of his body, he stepped into this mysterious tomb.

The space inside the mausoleum is much larger than it looks from the outside. Moreover, this mausoleum is not as gloomy as imagined, but instead has an inexplicable aura of awe and righteousness lingering around it.

"Strange, why is there such a righteous person in this tomb?"

Bai Ye frowned and looked around, only to find that Confucian scriptures were carved on the walls around the tomb.

"These scriptures...are all engraved by the saints themselves!"

Bai Ye looked at the Confucian scriptures on the wall that exuded awe-inspiring righteousness, with a look of shock on his face. In the center of the wall, stood a long sword that was familiar yet unfamiliar to Bai Ye.

This sword, the sword body and the scabbard are integrated, just like a whole piece of light green jade, with only a silver line showing at the edge of the blade, emitting a faint green light, the hilt is slender, about 30 cm, and the sword body is much shorter than the ordinary long sword, only about 70 cm.

"This, this is..."

Just as Bai Ye was shocked, a brisk and melodious voice reached Bai Ye's ears, and then a purple figure appeared in front of Bai Ye.

"Hmm? Why do I sense a familiar breath? The deity is back?"

. . .

The Great Zhou Secret Realm created by Chen Xintong is different from the real Great Zhou Secret Realm. After thousands of years of exploration, the opportunities in the real Great Zhou Secret Realm have long been plundered very cleanly, and in the Great Zhou Secret Realm where they are now, Chen Xintong has placed many opportunities and inheritances.

Those students with good fortune all got more or less opportunities. Some got the handwritten annotations of semi-saints, some got the inheritance of semi-saints, and some got the calligraphy of literary masters.

Of course, some students kept fighting with others in pursuit of scores, which caused them to miss many opportunities.

Chen Xintong and Ran Qiu looked at the shadows of students reflected in the air and nodded from time to time.

"It seems that the most prosperous school in this battle of 100 schools of thought is Yansheng Academy."

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