Luo Changfeng didn't know about the token, so he naturally couldn't give an answer.

However, he told Yunyang about the selection of Lingyun Shixiu and the competition with the Ten Academies.

"Is the Ten Academies Contest finally about to begin?" Yun Yang's eyes showed a strong expectation.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

The biggest purpose of his joining the True Dragon Academy was to use it as a springboard to enter the True Dragon Academy.

Li Muyun asked him to join the True Dragon Academy, and the main purpose was to find clues about his father Yun Fengmian.

But in fact, the clues about Yun Fengmian are all in the True Dragon Academy.

In his previous life, he didn't learn all this until he was thirty years old, but his father had already been killed by that time.

In this life, he not only has to save his father, but those who hurt his father must also pay the price.

The two disposed of Luo Jinchuan's body, Luo Changfeng went to Elder Jiu to report the situation, and Yunyang returned to his residence.

He planned to wait for dawn to find Huo Yujun.

As Luo Jinchuan's only personal disciple, and he was also present that day, if Elder Jiu's token was not destroyed, it was likely to be in his hands.

"This was sent by Shen Guangyu two days ago. When Lin Fei'er learned that Yunyang had returned, she immediately sent a sealed letter.

After Yunyang took it apart, his eyes couldn't help but light up slightly.

The content of the letter is about the dead.

After Shen Guangyu investigated, he found a secret stronghold in Cuiyun Mountain outside the city that might be a training camp for dead soldiers.

At the end of the letter, a simple map was attached indicating the exact location.

"Go, come out with me. Yunyang immediately took Lin Fei'er out of the city, and at dawn, he found the stronghold.

It is a small valley surrounded by mountains, and only an extremely secret passage can be accessed.

Shen Guangyu was able to find this place, obviously took a lot of effort.

Yunyang did not act rashly, and took Lin Fei'er to avoid the guards hidden in the shadows, quietly climbed a mountain peak on the edge of the valley, and began to observe secretly.

The area of the valley is not large, only a thousand zhang square, and there are about 300 people in the whole valley.

One hundred of them are guards, and the remaining two hundred are undergoing all kinds of cruel training that ordinary people can not bear.

Obviously, this is where the dead are trained.

"You wait here for my signal, I'll go and see first. Before the sky was dark, Yunyang's figure flickered, and he entered the small valley step by step.

It wasn't enough to be sure that this was a dead soldier training camp, he had to figure out who these dead soldiers were for.

Come to a corner of the valley and stun a dead soldier who is training.

As soon as he changed into his clothes, a guard in charge of patrol supervision came over and said coldly: "Dare to be lazy, look for a fight!"

As he spoke, a whip was whipped.

The whip broke through the air slightly, and there was an explosion, which if it was drawn, at least it would be flesh open.

Yun Yang frowned, dodging the whip, but did not resist.

He hadn't started his investigation yet, and he didn't want to be exposed too soon.

"You dare to hide!" the guard seemed to be greatly insulted, stepped forward, and whipped it down again.

A cold light flashed in Yun Yang's eyes, and with a stretch of his hand, he directly grabbed the long whip.

The guards were stunned, obviously they didn't expect Yunyang to dare to resist.

Immediately after, he suddenly felt a huge pulling force coming from the whip, and he stumbled under his feet, and involuntarily rushed towards Yunyang.

Yun Yang took advantage of the situation, and his palm turned into a claw like lightning, pinched his neck, and twisted it casually.

After observing the surroundings for a while, and making sure that no one had found him, he hid the corpse and began to pretend to cultivate.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

When the sky was bright, the sound of a gong suddenly sounded in the valley.

All the dead soldiers who were training around them gathered in the direction where the sound came from.

Yunyang blended in the crowd and followed silently.

A group of people came to the middle of the valley and sat around a clearing.

In the middle, there is a table with ten golden porcelain vases, shining golden in the light of the morning sun.

A middle-aged man with a white face and beard, his eyes swept over everyone, and he said softly: "Today, it is another challenge day once a month, and the rules must not be said by miscellaneous families." ”

"Sure enough, it's from the royal family. Yun Yang's eyes froze slightly.

Miscellaneous family is the self-title of the eunuch.

As early as when the dead man appeared in the secret realm, he guessed that it had something to do with the royal family.

Now his judgment is confirmed.

I just don't know, which one of the royal family are these dead soldiers working for?

The middle-aged eunuch pointed to the ten golden porcelain bottles: "These are ten Pulse Washing Pills, whoever can defeat any golden-faced Rakshasa can take one." ”

Yunyang's eyebrows raised slightly, very unexpected.

The Pulse Washing Pill can allow a martial artist to open up a meridian in a short period of time, which can be called the divine pill of a martial artist in the Tongmai realm.

This elixir is not only difficult to refine, but also requires very few materials, so it is extremely rare.

Unexpectedly, ten pieces appeared here at one time.

However, this pill can only be taken by a martial artist, and taking more than one pill is ineffective.

The dead soldiers around him all had some heat in their eyes.

Obviously, we all know the effect of the Washing Pulse Pill.

At the same time, ten dead, heavily armed men with golden skull masks walked out and stood in the middle of the clearing.

Ten people, each of whom exuded an astonishing aura, was obviously stained with blood.

Seeing these ten people, the heat in the eyes of a group of dead soldiers obviously subsided a little.

The golden-faced Rakshasa is the best among the dead.

You must have successfully performed at least twenty missions to earn this designation.

The dead are people who specialize in high-risk tasks, and the mortality rate is extremely high.

can successfully perform twenty missions without dying, its strength can be imagined.

"What, don't you even have the courage to challenge?" said the middle-aged eunuch with anger in his eyes.

A dead man without courage can only be garbage.

"I'll come. ”

A dead soldier with a scar on his face gritted his teeth and stood up: "I challenge No. 10." ”

Ten golden-faced rakshasas, each with a number.

He felt that the number ten should be the weakest.

No. 10 Rakshasa didn't say a word, but took a step forward, pulled out the spikes on his back, and rushed towards the Scar Dead Man in one step.

Its strength is the twelve-fold pulse.

There was a hint of excitement in the eyes of the Scar Dead Man, and his strength was also twelve.

The two are evenly matched, and he has a good chance of succeeding in the challenge.

Immediately, he also took out the spikes and greeted them.

However, after just one shot, the Scar Dead man screamed and flew upside down, and after hitting the ground, blood spurted wildly from his throat, and there was no more life.

"Shhhh

Everyone around gasped.

Obviously the strength is the same, but the difference in combat effectiveness is so big!

"Waste, it's not a pity to die. The middle-aged eunuch glanced coldly at Scar's corpse and turned to everyone: "Who else wants to challenge?"