Chapter Thirty-Seven: Burial of the Gods and Prisoners of Heaven

It's Situ Qingyun again.

Favoritism and helping himself three times and twice, Long Hao was very curious in his heart, what Situ Qingyun's purpose was.

There is no such thing as a free lunch.

Fancy your talent and potential?

It's complete.

Throughout Yunhai Academy, students whose talent and potential surpass their own abound.

Martial Arts Pavilion.

The situation in the inner court is different, and if you want to obtain martial arts, you need to exchange them for contribution points.

There was no one to guard it.

Entering the Martial Arts Pavilion, Long Hao looked at Situ Qing in front of him, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Situ, I was just looking for you, these five contribution points will be returned to you now." ”

Situ Qing shook her head and said, "Long Hao, I want to discuss something with you, how about it?" ”

"Please."

"I don't need you to contribute more, you do me a favor, I'll give you five more contribution points, how about it?"

"No problem."

Without even thinking about it, Long Hao had already agreed, and he didn't even ask what Situ Qing was looking for him.

Long Hao belongs to the typical You respect me for a foot, I respect you for a foot, you make a mistake to provoke me, I will definitely return it to you twice.

"I don't need five contribution points."

"Nope."

Situ Qing didn't have the slightest nonsense, took out the student card, and directly transferred five contribution points to Long Hao, before and after, now Long Hao, a total of fifteen contribution points.

With a deep sigh, Long Hao took out the Soul Devouring Sword from the space ring, exuding an icy aura.

"Good sword," Situ Qing couldn't help but exclaim.

"This Soul Devouring Sword was obtained by me from hunting the Thunder Squad, but it has nothing to do with me, even if I give it to you."

"Thank you."

Situ Qing didn't have the slightest politeness, first, she knew very well that if she didn't accept this Soul Devouring Sword, the other party would definitely not ask for her five contribution points, and second, she did have some love for this Soul Devouring Sword.

Accepting the Soul Devouring Sword, Situ Qing said, "You came to the Martial Arts Pavilion this time, and you want to exchange for martial arts?" ”

"Well, Wang Lin has used his palm to swallow mountains and rivers before, and I also want to exchange this martial art."

It already has a Chaos Creation Palm, Huangquan Condensing Killing Palm, and is very much looking forward to the palm martial arts.

I have personally experienced the domineering and power of swallowing mountains and rivers, and I want to win this martial art more and more.

"Palm swallowing mountains and rivers, it's just a single palm technique, the whole set of martial arts has been lost, what's the use of you just cultivating a single palm swallowing mountains and rivers."

Yes?

Incomplete martial arts?

Long Hao was a little stunned, he never thought that Wang Lin's palm swallowing mountains and rivers was just a move of the entire set of martial arts, and the incomplete martial arts had such power, it was hard to imagine what the concept of the whole set of palm techniques was.

"I'll take a casual look first."

"Yes."

The entire Martial Arts Pavilion was neatly arranged with rows of bookshelves, surrounded by an air cover, and no matter who it was, they couldn't break the air cover.

"Four products of incomplete martial arts, swallowing mountains and rivers, zero contribution points."

Because of the incomplete martial arts, the inner courtyard was open to all students to swallow mountains and rivers, how could Long Hao give up such an opportunity.

Taking out the student card, the air mask flickered, and in his mind, the cultivation method of swallowing mountains and rivers emerged.

"Four-grade primary martial arts, Dari Town Soul Palm, two contribution points."

"Four-grade intermediate martial arts, ancient wilderness ten thousand seal palms, four contribution points."

"Four-grade high-level martial arts, a thousand Buddha hands, six contribution points."

Of all the four-rank martial arts, the most expensive ones will not exceed six contribution points, and I have to say that the inner courtyard is very good for students.

Through the introduction of martial arts in one door, Long Hao learned all the four-grade martial arts.

"Fifteen contribution points, you should be able to get a five-grade martial art."

In the Martial Arts Pavilion, there are also six-grade martial arts, but they need hundreds of contribution points, and if you want to obtain them, it is like a fool's dream.

There are about forty or fifty kinds of five-grade martial arts, and there are a wide variety of them, including offensive martial arts, speed martial arts, defensive martial arts, and extremely bloody martial arts.

"Huh?"

At the back of the Five Rank Martial Arts, on the bookshelf of the air hood, there was a booklet with a trace of dust on it, and it seemed that no one had touched it for many years.

"Five-grade martial arts, burial god prisoner heavenly finger."

The name of such a domineering martial art, after reading the introduction of this martial art, Long Hao's heart turned over the river and the sea, how could such a domineering martial art be a five-grade martial art.

"Long Hao, you must not choose this martial art."

"Why?"

Very curious, for this burial god prisoner heavenly finger, Long Hao is very much looking forward to it, according to martial arts records, once the cultivation reaches the extreme peak, once pointed out, it will destroy the world and even suppress reincarnation.

Situ Qing said helplessly: "This martial art is the dean of the academy, and I got it unintentionally, and for hundreds of years, no one has been able to cultivate, not even the first finger." ”

"I want to try."

The exchange contribution points of the Burial God Prisoner Heavenly Finger originally required more than three hundred, but as no one was able to cultivate, the exchange price became lower and lower, and now there were ten contribution points, and there was still no one to exchange them, and over time, the academy was unwilling to reprice.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately took out the student card to redeem it, and as the ten contribution points disappeared, a large amount of information appeared in his mind.

There are still five contributions left, and they did not continue to exchange, but prepared to enter the Life and Death Purgatory Tower, fight for life and death, and break through to the martial arts realm as soon as possible under pressure.

"Sister Qing, if you need my help, come to me directly."

"Okay."

After getting the martial arts, Long Hao was a little impatient, left the martial arts pavilion, and headed towards his residence.

Looking at the gradually disappearing figure, Situ Qing's eyes were a little helpless, the Burial God Prisoner Heavenly Finger didn't know how many people had cultivated, and no one had ever been able to cultivate successfully.

Losing ten contribution points in vain, Situ Qing vaguely remembered that this domineering martial art, even his father, including the deans of the inner and outer academies, could not be cultivated.

Separate courtyard.

Sitting cross-legged, quietly feeling the martial arts in his mind, his eyes were blazing, he had an intuition, this martial art is definitely not simple, just a five-grade martial art?

According to the operation method of the martial arts, Long Hao first operated the Immortal Devouring Heaven Technique in his body, and then guided the Burial God to Prisoner Heavenly Finger and began to slowly cultivate.

Gradually.

In Long Hao's soul, a black giant finger appeared, spanning the entire mind, exuding a terrifying aura that made people palpitate, sweeping through the entire soul.

In the depths of the endless soul, the black giant finger straddled silently, like a killing god, despising everything in heaven and earth, stepping on the Nine Heavens Void, and the cold giant finger exuded domineering killing and blood.

Long Hao's soul trembled, feeling the shock brought to him by the black giant finger, and the shock in his heart was not calmed down for a long time.

The black giant finger moved, began to run according to the martial arts, began to evolve slowly in the depths of the soul, and endured the huge surprise in his heart, Long Hao devoted himself to cultivation.