"From today, you will be students of the Demon Suppression Academy!"

"Great, you rely on your talented family to defeat countless fellow travelers. You will show your strength on the future Tianwu stage!

But please also remember that if you are lazy in your practice, you will be swept out of the house.”

The elderly man stood in Xinsheng Square, his white hair drifting like snow in the wind.

This is the owner of the Gods and Demons Academy.

"I wish to prosper the glory of demons and suppression!"

In front of them, the students were full of vitality and their eyes were like fire.

On the side of the crowd, Chen Jiang stopped silently.

As a fan of ancient myths and legends, Chen Jiang has been rushing around the ancient tombs of various famous mountains, strange lands, and strange rivers in his spare time.

The mountains and roads are even more dangerous, but they still cannot resist Chen Jiang's enthusiasm.

But Chen Jiang was trapped in an ancient tomb after making a fuss by the river.

In a daze, we came to the Tianwu Dynasty.

"Brother Jiang, stop watching!"

A thick voice sounded from behind, pulling Chen Jiang back to reality from his memories.

I saw a rough man, about thirty years old.

"Although we have a contract with the Demon Suppression Department, we can get the discipleship order of the Demon Suppression Academy after staying in the Demon Tomb for ten years.

But since the establishment of this demon tomb, there have been more than ten thousand people in the past two thousand years, and only a few people have survived this ten-year agreement.

I advise you not to have any hope, and you can live two more years, otherwise you will not be infected by the demon's death aura and you will not live for two years."

The man's surname is Zhang Shitou, and he knew he was an honest man when he heard his name. Zhang Shitou relied on his pretty good body and became the old corpse husband of this demon tomb for seven years, a living fossil.

Chen Jiang nodded and followed Zhang Shitou around the Xinsheng Square of the Demon-Suppressing Academy.

Walking through the Sutra Pavilion where golden light is like a holy and spring breeze rises.

Bypassing the martial arts training hall where blood and energy are soaring.

The demon tomb with a bony and true evil spirit is his place.

A month ago, he joined the refugees who escaped from the devil and entered the Tianwu accompanying Wuri City. He was hungry and met the Demon Suppressing Division, one of the three major divisions of Tianwu, to recruit people.

The conditions are naturally rich and terrible.

After ten years of the year, you will be granted the status of a disciple of the Demon Suppression Academy and have a standing-up card. If you do not plot against it, you will be exempted from death once.

And in the past ten years, we can cultivate our integrity without spending a penny.

The test takers were filled with endless succession.

But most of them are refugees and poor.

Even though he knew there was a trick, Chen Jiang had no choice. He had no cultivation and no money, and he was starved to death without any way out.

He signed a ten-year-old body-selling seal with the Demon Suppressing Department and entered the Demon Tomb Corpse Man.

Only then did Chen Jiang realize how difficult it would be to get out alive after becoming a corpse husband.

But except for the well-known things in Chen Jiang, there are still a group of applicants who have registered one after another.

Of course, it is not for the purpose of standing up for the identity of a disciple.

Just to live two more years.

Unfortunately, the owner of this body, "Chen Jiang", was unable to live for two years and starved to death in an unknown wasteland.

Today is the first day when Chen Zhenfu has eaten and drunk enough to take office.

"Official Liu, newcomer Chen Jiang is brought here!"

Zhang Shitou's waist is straight, and his seven-year career in the demon tomb is still full of energy and blood.

Even the black-faced Liu official looked at Zhang Shitou with admiration.

But that's all.

The Liu official looked at the file and looked at Chen Jiang again, "Chen Jiang... the third room of Hai is the character "Hai, please take Zhang Shitou."

When Chen Jiang was targeted by this Liu official, he felt like he was falling into an ice cellar.

A powerful warrior...

There is a twelve-day formation outside the demon tomb, which can suppress and eliminate demonic energy.

There are twelve arrays of eyes and twelve general rooms.

The source of the formation operation is the corpse husbands in the room.

This is also the source of the so-called accumulation of righteousness for free.

As for the cost of free...

These corpse husbands with no cultivation can only pay for their lifespan.

Another function of the corpse husband.

That is, he went deep into the demon tomb, picked up the bone and blood treasures recorded in the book that had been wiped out by the formation of demonic energy, and sent them to their own place to settle their own place.

"Song Chang, Gu Qili, Dong Twenty-six..."

"Li Si, Dan Yi, Dong Twelve..."

"Cheng... almost forgot, he was dead... Chen Jiang, Dan Yi, Xi Thirteen."

The Liu tribe officials have already begun assigning tasks.

When the crowd heard Chen Jiang’s “Xith Thirteenth”, they all showed a hint of pity on their faces.

"Brother Zhang, dare you ask what's wrong with Xi Thirty?"

Only when the Liu tribe officials left did Chen Jiang dare to speak.

"This task is allocated, and the road is behind. One is a hundred feet, and thirty is three thousand feet. And the deeper the demon tomb, the more intense the demonic energy is.

It's better to have been here for a long time, but I'm used to it.

It's the first time a newcomer like you, it's easy to die suddenly on the spot." Zhang Shitou patted Chen Jiang's shoulder as comforted.

Chen Jiang opened his mouth, but took it back.

Isn’t it more lasting for newcomers to be simpler?

But when thinking about the long dragon in front of the Demon Suppression Department, who would care about the life or death of refugees?

Facing the mercy of all the people, Chen Jiang followed the path pointed by Zhang Shitou, and walked in from the Hai character room with a picture of the alchemy and an unknown rope.

"Isn't it just a demon pill? I'll post a picture..."

Chen Jiang murmured to himself that the demon pills he had seen in fantasy novels were probably eaten by the 18th generation of the Liu tribe officials.

Could it be that there are mountains invisible to the naked eye in the formation?

Zhang Shitou said that the formation changes every day in the twelve days, and every time it enters, it looks brand new.

The land in the Demon Tomb is charred, and it seems to exude some kind of obscurity and depression. There are giant bones around you who are more than a hundred feet tall, and there are white bones sitting cross-legged, crystal clear.

Chen Jiang faintly realized something was wrong.

Three thousand feet, easy to walk.

Chen Jiang pulled the collar of the brand new black water-patterned robe without words, but he felt a little chest tightness.

But I can't hold back the canine excitement in my heart.

When he arrived at the place, Chen Jiang was stunned.

In front of me was a black "milion ball" that barely surrounded me.

"Demon Pill?"

Chen Jiang was slightly confused, but uncertainly compared the picture book he had just posted before leaving.

They are all round, but the size is a little different.

He carried the demon pill and stood still.

I saw a hollow stone plate rotating in Chen Jiang's pupil with his right eye.

Taichu stone pupil.

A line of characters was carved on the stone plate, and it seemed to be carved into Chen Jiang's mind.

The speed accelerated, and blood oozed out from the stone plate.

It's more like a stone mill.

The handwriting reappears.

[Dilong Danhua: The essence of the inner alchemy of the Earth Dragon can wash the muscles and marrow after taking it, and release dragon energy, which has a certain deterrent effect on low-level monsters.]

Chen Jiang was not too shocked by this vision.

As early as a month ago, he noticed the vision in his eyes, and no one except himself could detect the existence of Taichu Stone Pupil.

However, Taichu's stone pupils have not changed, and there is neither a skill nor an old man, which makes Chen Jiang depressed for a while.

Fortunately, it finally appeared today.

A wisp of demonic energy seemed to have lived, and penetrated into the animal bone beside Chen Jiang.

Chen Jiang did not pay attention and was wholeheartedly in his hands.

The entrance of Danhua has not even flowed into the throat and melted into the mouth.

The rich smell instantly rushed to the brain and then turned into fine water and scattered. The brittle bones of the human body seemed to be hit by everything at this moment.

The slight stinging sensation passed in a flash, and the depression in the demon tomb itself also weakened a little.
Chapter completed!