Friends, in the middle of the night, someone broke in, was picked up, and thrown to a cemetery, are you afraid?

"Shut up, if you shout again, I'll break your legs......"

After Wu Changsheng threw Hongtian to the cemetery roughly, he gave him another kick, and Hongtian decisively closed his mouth.

"Hongtian, take a good look......" After Wu Changsheng said another word to him, he ignored him, but took out a rag and began to wipe the tombstone.

What's so nice about this cemetery, who comes to see it in the middle of the night?

This tomb is buried in your family, otherwise you would have wiped some tombstone in the middle of the night, you have nothing to do, and you brought me here, are you sick?

Hongtian was slandered.

Hongtian knew that this cemetery was behind the martial arts of Ohara County, covering an area of thousands of acres, and tens of thousands of people were buried.

Although it was late at night, the moon was shining, and Hongtian was a high-level martial artist, so there was no problem at all in reading the words on the tombstone.

It's really cold now, although Hongtian is already a high-level martial artist, he also feels cold, especially in the cemetery, he feels cold, and even feels a little gloomy.

Hongtian hugged each other with his hands, jumped again, warmed his body a little, and walked to a tomb at the front.

The tomb is not large, covering an area of less than ten square meters and less than two meters high.

Looking at the tombstone, it simply said that the tomb owner's name was Wang Shunfeng, a congenital martial artist, who died in a battle with the cult a few years ago, and was eighteen years old when he died......

Hmph, a short-lived ghost, eighteen years old, a congenital martial artist, should be a third- or fourth-year martial arts student, and he can be considered a genius.

After reading it, Hongtian didn't think much about it, and walked towards a tomb next to him.

The tomb owner next to him is also a short-lived ghost, a seventeen-year-old martial arts genius who died in a battle with the cult, and he is also an innate martial artist, even more genius than the previous tomb owner.

Walking to the back row of tombs, Hongtian found that the tomb owners of this row of tombs were still dead in the battle against the cult, but they were no longer all martial arts students, most of them were martial arts teachers, and they were much older, but none of them were more than forty years old.

......

This cemetery will not be full of people who died in the battle between martial arts teachers and students and the cult, Hongtian guessed.

There are too many people who have died.

How many years has it been since the establishment of the Ohara Martial Arts School, and how many teachers and students there are in total, and now the total number of teachers and students in the Ohara Martial Arts School is only a few thousand.

In the battle with the cult, how could so many people die, this cemetery covers an area of several thousand acres, and more than 10,000 people are buried.

Hongtian knew that after he crossed over by himself, he had also torn up and killed the cult many times, but the cult was not a climate in Ohara County, although it was not like a rat crossing the street, everyone shouted and beat him, but he would never dare to openly act in the county.

The government of Ohara County has always been very tough on cults, and the Ministry of Internal Defense is specially set up to prevent cults.

What about the seventy-two counties of the whole human realm?

Hongtian slowly walked from the front of the cemetery to the back, and no longer looked at the tombs closely, the more he went to the back, the more the tombs occupied more and more, the tombs became higher and higher, and the tombstones became taller and taller.

Obviously, the further back you go, the more noble the identity of the tomb owner.

Walking to a tall tombstone, Hongtian noticed that the content on the tombstone in front of the tomb had changed.

The owner of this tomb turned out to be a Fetal Breath Realm martial artist, who was over a hundred years old when he died.

The lifespan of a martial artist is already long, and the lifespan of a Fetal Breath Realm martial artist can already exceed three hundred years old, but this one was just over a hundred years old when he died, and he can be regarded as short-lived among the fetal Breath Realm martial artists.

Hongtian couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the tomb owner. The fetal breath realm, after the innate realm is the Danyuan realm, and then the fetal breath realm.

Hongtian hasn't seen a fetal breath realm martial artist yet, and he doesn't know if Wu Changsheng, a martial arts teacher, is in the fetal breath realm.

Looking at it again, this tomb owner did not die in the battle against the cult, but died in the battle against the alien race on the starry battlefield......

Alien race, is there any other race in this world that is different from the human race? Starry Sky Battlefield, what the hell is this, it is the first time I have seen it, and the sky is full of fog.

Further forward, the tombs and tombstones became taller and taller, and Hongtian found that the lowest cultivation of these tombs was the Fetal Rest Realm, and almost all of them died in the battle with the alien race on the starry battlefield.

Further back, there are less than five rows of tombs left, and the tombs and tombstones are getting taller and taller, the tombs are dozens of meters high, and the tombstones are more than five or six meters.

Aren't you dazzled, there is a white shadow standing in front of a tall tomb, and the breeze blows, and this white shadow actually has a feeling of moving with the wind.

Hongtian actually wanted to kneel, although he was bold, but this was also a little too miserable, there was a white shadow floating in front of a tall tomb with the wind......

"Hongtian, come here......" Bai Ying actually said a word.

Call me, this white shadow actually called me, if I hadn't moved, Hongtian would have run away a long time ago.

"Hey, hey, kid, I'm scared......" another familiar voice came.

Ah, that's what people say.

Hongtian looked at it, Wu Changsheng was also here, and he was still standing next to Bai Ying.

Oh, it's a person, that white shadow, you're dressed like that, are you deliberately scary?

"Boy, you see, tell me, what did you see?"

Oh, it's him, Hongtian recognizes it.

This white shadow turned out to be Huang Tianming, the head of the Dayuan County Martial Arts School, and now he is still smiling, staring at Hongtian.

This old man, it wouldn't be that he slandered him a few words at the trial summary meeting, so he took revenge on himself, and got himself to the graveyard in the middle of the night to scare himself.

The headmaster of the martial arts school of Ohara County is too small.

What do you want to say, what can you say to him, or what do you say to the dead ghosts buried in these tombs?

Hongtian opened his mouth, a little speechless.

"Boy, do you know, all the people buried in this cemetery are our human heroes, boy, these more than 10,000 martial arts teachers and students have all died fighting for us humans......

Ah, is that so? Headmaster, you're not kidding me.

"Boy, look at this tomb again, this tomb owner...... It's my teacher...... It is also the old principal of the martial arts......"

The owner of this tomb turned out to be the old principal, Huang Tianming's predecessor, it's really fake.

Hongtian was a little stunned.

Huang Tianming is the number one master in Dayuan County, so his old principal's cultivation is ...... That starry sky battlefield is too terrifying, isn't it?

"Boy, do you know how the cult came about?"

Hongtian opened his mouth, the books that recorded the history of the cult were on the first floor of the Wuxue Library, but he hadn't had time to read them yet?

"If you don't learn, you can't ...... skills" Huang Tianming was obviously a little angry at Hongtian's ignorance.

Wu Changsheng kicked Hongtian out of a few steps, if Huang Tianming wasn't here, Hongtian might be going to stage a trapeze again.

"Boy, you don't know how the cult came about, and you don't know about the starry sky battlefield and alien races, right......?"

Hongtian couldn't help but nod honestly, he really didn't know.

Since the entrance of martial arts, no one has ever told him about this knowledge.

For these knowledge, Wuxue only requires students to borrow books from the Wuxue Library to learn by themselves, but since Hongtian entered the school, he has been obsessed with cultivation most of the time, and he has only gone to the library a few times.

Most of the students of Ohara Martial Arts are the same as him, and most of the students spend most of their time cultivating, as for the rest......

I don't need the exercises and martial arts of the library, so I naturally have no interest in the library.

"Changsheng, you are his homeroom teacher, it is your responsibility to teach him, you can tell this little fool about it, and by the way, let him grow his brain, don't die in the future and don't know how to die?"

"Also, in the future, he won't live in the student dormitory anymore, just move to wherever he wants......" Huang Tianming pointed to a few houses at the entrance of the cemetery.

After finishing speaking, Huang Tianming had already lost his trace.

Ah, what is this old man going to do? He has to move to the cemetery gate by himself.

Will you be the grave keeper of the martial arts cemetery in the future?

I don't want it, the other grave keepers are all seventy or eighty, but I'm not even fifteen years old.

Hongtian couldn't help but shout.

"Shut up......" Wu Changsheng couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked Hongtian into the air with one kick, but this time although the kick was very high, he didn't kick far, and Hongtian still played a free fall on the spot.

"Teacher, the headmaster isn't planning to lock me up here...... I didn't do anything wrong, so how can you shut me up......"

"You still don't know what you're wrong with, fool ......" Wu Changsheng slapped Hongtian on the head again.

"I ask you, how did you become a squad leader......"

My squad leader is a good one, I put forward so many good opinions to Wuxue, you just don't take them, what can I do?

But Hongtian didn't dare to refute, he knew that if he dared to say one more word, he would be a sandbag again.

Are all the teachers of Ohara Takegun's martial arts so violent?

"Let me ask you again, in the freshman trial, as the class leader, how did you organize your classmates, the entire 'genius class' students are like sheep, scattered sand, you, a person, only know that you are rushing, you are reckless, and you almost lost your own life......"

Ah, it's also my fault, Hongtian opened his mouth wide...... He also knew that he was indeed wrong in the new post-trial.

"How long is the principal going to lock me up, I still have a lot of things to do outside......" Hongtian looked at Wu Changsheng and said sneeringly, always a little unwilling.

"Benzene egg ......" Wu Changsheng slapped Hongtian on the head again.

"The principal just asked you to move here, not your confinement, you see......"

Oh, that's right, I just live here, and I can still go out on weekdays, and I can still go to Ohara County to wander.

That's pretty much it.

......

"Teacher, you haven't told me what the alien race is, and where is the starry sky battlefield...... That's what the headmaster said, tell me ......."

When Wu Changsheng was about to leave, Hongtian stopped him.

After pondering for a while, Wu Changsheng slapped Hongtian on the head again, and scolded, "Boy, first go to the library to find books to read, and I'll tell you about the alien race and the starry sky battlefield later...... It's useless to tell you now......"

After finishing speaking, Wu Changsheng took off into the air.

, DO YOU KNOW THAT'S THE CASE, IS THERE SUCH A TEACHER? NOT ONLY VIOLENT, BUT ALSO CAN'T TEACH STUDENTS, AND HAS NO PATIENCE, MUCH WORSE THAN THE TEACHER ON THE BLUE STAR, DESERVES TO BE A TEACHER, NO WONDER THIS WORLD IS SO LOW......