Looking at the entrance that appeared on this tomb bag, Chen Feng inexplicably felt that his scalp was a little numb.

Does that mean you have to go in on your own?

Although digging graves is not a rare thing on the mainland, this tomb is not ordinary at first glance, if it is seen by the treasure hunters who are most keen on excavating various ruins and ancient tombs, it is estimated that Le's mouth will smile crookedly, but Chen Feng is not a treasure hunter after all, he is a big living person, if he can, he still tries not to go into the grave bag.

But there was no way, Chen Feng looked left and right again, it was still a clean white vast land, and he seemed to have only this way now.

To be honest, since entering the Netherworld, the development of things has been unexpected by Chen Feng.

He only fled into this netherworld region to avoid the pursuit of the Five Poison Sect, who knew that the token of the Imperial Sword Gate left by the sect master actually guided him here.

Is it a coincidence, or is there something in the dark that is driving the gears of destiny around?

Chen Feng didn't know, and he wasn't in the mood to think about it.

After just hesitating for a while, Chen Feng pulled out the bronze sword, then walked to the entrance, paused, and walked in.

It was still the shivering cold outside, but after entering the passage, Chen Feng felt much warmer, and even though there was no light source, he could see the appearance in the passage more clearly than the outside. Although he didn't want to admit it, Chen Feng still had to say that the inside of this tomb was indeed much more comfortable than the outside.

The passage is not long, after all, the tomb bag is only more than 20 zhang in total, and after walking about seven or eight zhang, it will come to the end.

Walking out of the passage, the front suddenly opened up, and this was indeed a tomb.

The reason why he said this was because Chen Feng saw at a glance the huge coffin in the center of the hall in front of him.

Just like the tomb bag, this coffin is also extraordinarily large, it is rare for an ordinary coffin to be seven or eight feet high, and the height of this sarcophagus coffin is more than two zhang high, Chen Feng stood in front, raised his hand and couldn't even touch half of the coffin.

Could it be that the one buried in this coffin was a giant?

Although the tomb is large, it is empty, there is nothing but this coffin, and Chen Feng can see when he raises his head that this coffin is not sealed, after thinking about it, Chen Feng gritted his teeth, jumped up, and jumped on the coffin.

Standing on the edge, he carefully pushed the lid of the coffin open, although it was heavy, but he was also a monk of the Wang Realm, with ten thousand catties of strength, it was enough to push the lid open.

He didn't push it all away, just pushed open a gap big enough to enter, and then first stretched out his head to take a look.

Unexpectedly, he originally thought that the coffin itself in such a huge coffin would be very large, but when he looked at it, he saw that lying at the bottom of the coffin was a coffin about the size of an ordinary coffin, with a crystal clear and smooth body, which looked like jade.

At this moment, his palms trembled, but the bronze sword trembled again, and it also emitted a trace of heat, as if urging Chen Feng.

With no choice, Chen Feng jumped off the coffin and walked to the white jade coffin.

First, he folded his hands and bowed to the coffin.

"Please forgive the seniors in the coffin, the juniors have no intention of offending, but just follow the guidance of the teacher's token. ”

Then he straightened up and reached out to push the coffin lid, who knew that as soon as his hand touched the coffin lid, the coffin lid slid open with a swipe, this sudden, even Chen Feng, who had always been calm, was frightened, and subconsciously reached out to draw the sword.

However, what he saw next made him stop his movements and be a little surprised.

The coffin was empty.

No, it's not empty, at the bottom of the coffin, there is something black, and if you look closely, it's a long sword.

It's just that this long sword doesn't look like a magic weapon, but is a little worn.

It is not so much shabby, but rather that it looks like a broken copper and iron, the whole body is black and rusty, the hilt of the sword is half rotten, and there are many chips and rolls on the blade, which is not as good as a firewood knife when used to chop wood.

And at the same time that he saw the broken sword, the bronze sword also stopped shaking.

Chen Feng was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand, and held the long sword.

Outcome...... Nothing happened.

He picked up the sword and looked left and right, but there was nothing unusual about it except that it was shabby or shabby.

The bronze sword led him all the way to the depths of this netherworld, just for such a broken sword?

Chen Feng was incomprehensible.

But he really couldn't see anything, whether it was injecting true yuan, or imitating those legendary stories, dripping blood on it, there was no change at all, no matter how you looked at it, it was just an ordinary broken sword.

Chen Feng shook his head, since he couldn't see it, there was no way, let's bring it first.

He reached out and slipped the sword into the strap on his back, sticking it with his own, and was turning to leave.

At this moment, only to hear a crisp cracking sound coming from his back, Chen Feng was startled, stopped, and pulled out the broken sword again.

However, the broken sword was still the same as it was, and nothing happened.

But where did the voice come from?

Chen Feng frowned, inserted the broken sword back behind his back again, and jumped out of the coffin.

However, the moment he landed, he seemed to think of something and stretched out his hand behind his back, only this time, it was not the broken sword that was pulled out, but his original long sword.

Before the sword was unsheathed, the feel of the hand had already made Chen Feng sense that something was wrong, and when he saw it clearly, Chen Feng was silent.

His sword was broken.

......

The picture shifts from the dark North Underworld to the sunny West Spiritual Realm again.

At this time, it was early in the morning, and the fresh cool breeze blew, bringing a touch of coolness to the candidates who were sweating like rain on the Kendo of the Question.

Dao Hongying was still standing on the finish platform, waiting for the arrival of the candidates, for her, waiting for a few days and nights was nothing, when she was in Nanfengyu, she often chased and killed a thief for a few days and nights at every turn, compared to this, it was much easier.

But her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

There is no other reason, five days have passed since the start of the exam, and more than one-third of the candidates have embarked on the path of the Questioning Sword, with nearly 40,000 candidates.

According to the time it takes to walk through the kendo, the number of people who pass at this time should be close to one-third.

However, until now, there have only been more than 10,000 candidates who have passed the Questioning Heart Kendo.

In other words, there are nearly 30,000 candidates, but they have not been able to make it to the end.

"It seems that the difficulty of the Conscience Sword is even higher than I imagined. ”

Dao Hongying silently considered in his heart, according to this ratio, I am afraid that the candidates who finally passed the first round of exams are probably only about 30,000.

This is just the first round of exams.

And the entrance exam, there are three rounds, and each round, will be more difficult.

God knows how many students will be able to pass the exam in the end and join the academy.

Dao Hongying was a little worried, if too many people were brushed off in the first enrollment and exam, would it hit the confidence of other students to study here in the future?

I have to say that Dao Hongying has changed a lot in the past few years, if it were changed to Dao Hongying when he met Chen Long in Nanfengyu nine years ago, he would definitely not consider these problems. She probably just thinks about where there are any mischiefs and waits for Ben Rakshasa to cut a few knives.

However, as the dean of the college, Chen Long himself did not have many worries in this regard.

In his opinion, the noble essence is not too expensive, even though the academy is a place that is open to the mainland, breaks the monopoly of the mainland, and gives everyone the opportunity to cultivate, but not everyone is qualified to enter.

Admission requirements may be relaxed in the future, but not now.

After all, the college itself has just been established, and it is still very immature in all aspects, if there are too many students, tens of thousands or tens of thousands at once, the college will not be able to take care of them, if there is no ability to forcibly accommodate so many students, in the end, the good and the bad will be mixed, and the consequences will not be good.

On the other hand, while the first round of exams was being carried out in an orderly manner, the second round of entrance exams officially began in the sky above the spiritual realm.

The first to pass the first round of exams, in front of the two girls named Ji Shenyu and Meng Huazhi, a huge pool with a radius of hundreds of zhang was shining.

The tall young man with two horns and fluttering black hair stood in front of the two of them, the corners of his mouth hooked, and his expression was flying.

"The second round of the entrance exam, the heart pool, please!"