He was the one hundred and fourth dean, one hundred and three, and naturally the previous one, the former master of the Purple Yang Beast.

That old dean of the Famous Teachers Academy is missing!

According to the information he knew, this dean had never entered here, and after his disappearance, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, why did there suddenly be an extra grave here?

Full of doubts, Zhang Hang looked carefully.

The mausoleum in front of him is built with ordinary bluestone, which is no different from the tomb outside, and it does not have the status and dignity that a seven-star master should have.

After turning around, he soon found that something was wrong, his brows furrowed, and he came to the tombstone, and with a flick on it, a mechanism was triggered, and then an old voice slowly sounded.

Like the dungeon's, it is a kind of reed phonograph.

"I am the one hundred and third dean of the Famous Teachers Academy, Zhang Yinqiu. This time I went out, it was estimated that it would be difficult to come back, so I was selfish, I didn't tell anyone, I quietly entered here, repaired my tomb in advance, and there were clothes I carried with me, which can be regarded as a well-dressed mound, and also let me have a place to live after death......"

The sound of the machine spring is as plain as water, but Zhang Hang heard a strong helplessness from it.

Generosity is righteousness, and death is calm!

Knowing that you are going to die, how sad should it be to prepare in advance?

I had always heard about the many deeds of the old dean, and I knew from You Xu's mouth that he was framed, and I always felt that he was trapped in danger because he did not correctly assess the danger of the trial.

That doesn't seem to be the case now.

Coming to the Dean's Mausoleum in advance and building a tomb for himself must have been aware of the danger of going here, so he made a way back in advance.

"It is the regret of my life that I did not leave my mind and guarded the academy! It's not that I don't want to stay, but what I want to do is more important than that, not allowing my soul to have any loss or defect. Even if the treasure that divides the soul can reduce the damage, it is too late for my soul to split!"

The voice continued.

The treasure of dividing the soul can be a cultivator who is not a wizard soul master and successfully divide the mind, but if you want to succeed, it will take a long time to recuperate.

Otherwise, there will still be a lot of damage to the soul.

Only if Zhang Hang is like this, he has cultivated the Heavenly Dao Witch Soul, and the soul is extremely huge, can he be relaxed and unaffected, otherwise, even if he is a seven-star famous teacher, he will not be able to.

"Being able to come here and activate the mechanism means that you are the new dean, maybe we are still old acquaintances. I hope to be kind to the Purple Hydrangea and tell it that I died for the human race, glorious and great, without the slightest grievance and unwillingness, don't worry. Also, beware of the Holy Beasts of Cloud Ridge......"

With a sigh, the voice continued.

In the opinion of the old dean, once he disappears, the academy will be able to inherit his position, and there will be only a few people in total, which can be regarded as an explanation of the future in advance.

It's just that I dreamed that the new dean, although he had never seen it, had completed the two things he explained ahead of schedule.

"What are you going to do?" Knowing the mechanism, there was no way to answer, but Zhang Hang still asked.

Listening to the other party's tone, he knew that he would die, but he had to do it, and even did not hesitate to build a mound in advance...... What the hell is it for?

Isn't it just a trial?

"Probably you know, I just went through an ordinary trial, but in reality, it wasn't. This matter involves the secret of Master Confucius when he was young, and it seems to be related to the profession of a poisoner, I don't know much about it, I can only confirm it if I see it with my own eyes!

Voice.

"The secret of Confucius's youth, has something to do with the profession of a poisoner?"

Zhang Hang was stunned for a moment, and then his body stiffened: "Could it be...... Congenital fetal poison?"

According to the information he knew, when Master Kong was young, like him, he also suffered from congenital fetal poison, and only before the age of thirty, if he succeeded in attacking the nine-star famous teacher, he might be able to solve the situation of certain death.

Because of this, I have been working hard to cultivate, and I don't dare to stop at all.

The old dean's message actually said that the secret of Master Kong's youth was related to the poison master, so how could he not be excited?

"If you really want to know, you can go to the Poison Hall of the Hongyuan Empire. It's just that this place has always been secret, especially for famous teachers, very awe-inspiring, the specific location, I have investigated for many years, I don't know, but, according to speculation, it should be near Jingyuan City. There will be a detailed map of the place of trial, but unfortunately, time does not allow me to check it carefully, so I can only go through it first......"

"Detailed diagrams?" Zhang Xuan was puzzled for a moment, and then understood.

The place where this old dean is going is very dangerous.

And if he could find a detailed map in the poison hall, he would definitely be much safer, but it was a pity that he was in a hurry and forced him to do it, so he took a risk and never returned.

The other party left these things behind, obviously because he wanted the junior dean to prepare with enough time to make a decision.

"Okay, that's all you can say, it's up to you how to choose. ”

The sound slowly dissipated, as if it had never been there.

"Thank you!"

Knowing that it was just a message, not a real person, Zhang Hang still bowed respectfully.

It's not to thank him for telling the news about the congenital fetal poison, but to respect the attitude of knowing that he will die, and still having no hesitation.

Knowing that he was going, he might not return, so he let the Purple Yang Beast stay in advance, and even left a mound of clothes to remind future generations...... Still gone, not even a thought left!

This is the same as those famous teachers who died generously in Yunwuling at the beginning, for the sake of perseverance in their hearts, they can ignore their lives or anything.

Perhaps this is the true charm of a famous teacher, who has made countless people succeed one after another!

A truly respectable place.

The life and death of the Gouli people are *******!

Shaking his head, the eyes of reason squirmed, and no other organs or prohibitions were found, so Zhang Xuan continued to move forward.

On both sides of the road, there are the tombs of other deans, all of which have their lives and experiences written on them, and after looking at them for a while, Zhang Hang couldn't help but sigh.

A large part of these high-ranking deans did not die, but died in the process of confronting the alien people.

It's like Dean Mo Liuzhen, who is known as the first talent, also entered the cave and never came back.

"Isn't it rare for the Alien Clansmen to die, how could they all die at their hands?" Zhang Xuan was silent.

It has been nearly a year since I came all the way from the Tianxuan Kingdom, and during this time, I have seen a total of one living alien spirit clansman, more than twenty puppets, and broken ruthless people......

Isn't this race completely driven out?

What do you think of the situation of these deans, almost all of them died fighting them?

"Take out the Thundering Stone first, and then talk about it! Regardless of whether you fight against the Alien Spirit Race or not, you must have the strength to rely on ......"

After looking at more than a dozen tombstones, there was no explanation on them, Zhang Hang knew that he couldn't figure it out for the time being, and continued to walk forward.

Master Mu Kaimu, the first generation of patriarchs, finally came to the innermost part of the entire Dean's Mausoleum, and after ten minutes.

This tomb, which looked as simple as the others, kowtowed respectfully a few times, and then took out the special token given by the puppet, flicked his fingers, and slowly flew forward.

Click!

The token came to the sky above the tomb, and suddenly opened a certain prohibition, and with a roar, a storage ring slowly flew up from the ground.

With a hook of his finger, the ring fell into the palm of his hand, and Zhang Xuan's true qi entered it and looked over.

"What a treasure!"

In the ring, there is no shortage of rare ores and treasures, and the thundering stone that he needs is prominently displayed.

It should have been collected by Mu Kaizu when he was alive.

After his death, he was buried in the tomb and left to the descendants in need, without asking for anything in return.

"Thank you!"

Put away the token and ring, and bowed respectfully to the tomb again, and then Zhang Hang walked out.

When the Thundering Stone is in hand, it's time to cultivate the impact from the saint.

After a short time, I returned to the mausoleum at the entrance.

With a flick of his wrist, he took out the previous Green Soul Bell.

At this time, the Green Soul Bell is still constantly nourishing the soul, although the effect is not very large, but as long as it is combined for a long time, it will definitely be able to form an independent consciousness.

"Let's use the Witch Soul Separation Method......"

Knowing that this separation of thoughts would take no idea how long it would take, Zhang Xuan shook his head, sat cross-legged on the ground, and his spirit moved, and the witch soul came out of his body.

The huge soul, more than ten meters high, squirmed gently according to the method that Mo Soul Sheng comprehended, and soon a soul exactly like the physical body appeared in front of him.

"Separating the soul is indeed very damaging to the origin......

Dividing out a new soul, the soul body shrunk back to about ten meters, Zhang Hang felt thick tired, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Although it was only a small part of the separation, less than one-tenth of the deity, it still made him a little unbearable.

With a flick of his wrist, the remnant soul of the blue-horned dragon beast obtained in Cloud Ridge appeared in front of him, turning into a warm air current, slowly nourishing.

Dare to directly use the witch soul to separate, not afraid of hurting the origin, just because he has this to rely on.

This remnant soul has been erased by the ruthless people, and it can be absorbed at any time, without worrying about being counterattacked.

On his side, he absorbed the remnant soul, recovered the damage consumption, and the separated soul was drilled into the Green Soul Bell in a flash.

This soul, which has no place to lodge, will consume the origin, experience the five decays of soul power, and eventually dissipate.

The Green Soul Bell is the place where the mind is preserved, and the same is true of the deans of the past generations.

"Merge the two, enter the mausoleum, and you're done......"

The soul and the green soul bell fused, and the idea that Zhang Xuan separated was relieved, and his spirit moved, and he slowly flew up, flying straight towards the mausoleum in front of him.

Airplanes!

As soon as the body came into contact with the mausoleum, he immediately felt a huge suction surge, and then his body shook and disappeared from the place, and the next moment, he appeared in a closed room.

It was more of a cave than a room, and then a special thought rushed into his mind, making his scalp tingle.

"It's ...... The killing aura of the Elves?"

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