Being rejected by their children, they tricked the elderly into applying for Xiuxian University

After they died... even though their souls were gone.

But the spiritual thoughts cannot be erased.

It still echoes in the valley from time to time.

This is why everyone standing outside the valley can feel the strong and sinister atmosphere.

And... it's fine during the day.

At night, the Yin energy inside breaks out... and the situation is completely different.

……

After the ten new students of the Sword Control Department entered the valley.

What comes into view is desolation and ruin.

That's right.

There were broken limbs and broken bones everywhere. shocking!

There was a smell of decay in the air.

From time to time, a cool breeze blew, which made their hair stand on end.

"Is this... a cemetery?"

After recovering from the residual energy of the chicken blood, Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The others nodded numbly.

In this valley, they could see the remains of severed limbs if they took just two steps.

There was a odor on it. He had a desolate and distant aura.

He didn't know how long he had been dead.

It frightened several old men in their 70s and 80s... and they couldn't remain calm.

""Huh? I found a broken sword!"

Suddenly, a classmate pointed to the ground a few meters away.

There was a broken sword stuck straight into the"grave".

I don't know how many years this sword has been here.

It is already rusty and seems to be weathered by a touch.

There are scattered bones around it.

I don't know if it is a leg bone or a hand bone.

"The teacher asked us to find a complete sword, not a broken sword!"

Soon, Zhang Qingyuan denied the sword.

This sword... can't be used at first glance.

"We're not...really going to dig swords here, are we?"

A freshman in his eighties is about to burst into tears.

He is just standing on this graveyard... and he is showing off.

Does this make him dig graves?

The ten people looked at each other.

To be honest... this kind of thing, they I’ve never done it before.

It’s exciting just thinking about it.

When everyone was hesitant...

Zhang Qingyuan stood up and glared at everyone:"The teacher has high hopes for us and teaches us everything, hoping that we will become successful!"

"Their mining department... Bah, their weapon-refining department went to mine, their alchemy department went to seek survival, their divination department went to beg, and our sword-controlling department……"

"Just dig a grave! What's wrong?"

"Could this little setback scare you off?"

Zhang Qingyuan was full of energy at this time.

Mainly because his other two roommates had started writing and studying...

They didn't give up.

Why should he give up?

If he gave up, what shame would he have to go back to see them? After being treated like this by him, Said...

The other nine members of the Sword Control Department were blushing and their fighting spirit was aroused.

They all rolled up their sleeves and squatted on the ground, starting to clean up the debris scattered on the ground and prepare to dig.

"I must find my own sword today!"

"That’s right! The teachers have said that our sword-controlling department is the major with the brightest future, and we must not give up!"

"When I master swordsmanship, I will fly home directly after the semester is over!"

"……"

Ten people cheered themselves up while digging.

Fucked in full swing.

Outside the valley.

Qin Mu saw this scene.

Very satisfied.

He also said that if they backed down... he would come in again to replenish the chicken blood.

It seems that this group of old people... are full of confidence in their profession.

However... it didn't take long.

In the Sword Burial Valley, there were bursts of screams one after another.

"Ah...I think I dug someone's finger?"

"I dug out an eyeball!"

"I'm scared to death... come and see me here……"

You could faintly hear everyone's voices trembling. ps: Thank you everyone for the flowers, thank you, thank you, I will try my best to code it

(Event time: May 1st to May 5th)

Chapter 32: You still have time to stop now, three hours later.

Ten people from the Sword Control Department have successfully dug ten large pits in the Sword Burial Valley.

All kinds of eyeballs, hair, severed fingers and other horrible things were cleaned up.

The scene was very scary.

But... they didn't find the sword they wanted.

However, the ten people who were panicked at the beginning gradually became much calmer.

Zhang Qingyuan was the first to stop digging the grave and looked at the others:"Did we dig the grave in the wrong way? Why didn't we find a usable spirit sword after digging for a long time?"

"How about we ask other students?"Someone suggested.

Asking for help outside the venue immediately won the consent of others.

So...

Zhang Qingyuan started to call his roommate

"Hello? Lao Zhang, aren't you wielding a sword? Why do you still have time to call us?"

Lu Zizhou and Song Jianguo were studying in the classroom, practicing breathing and breathing techniques, and were a little surprised.

Zhang Qingyuan didn't explain that much, and got straight to the point:"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me, do you know how to dig a grave? Lu

Zizhou and Song Jianguo asked in confusion.

They looked at each other and were silent for a few seconds before replying:"Old Zhang, don't do that kind of thing. Digging people's graves is against the law and is equivalent to theft." , at least three years!"

"Moreover, I remember that you don’t have many enemies. You are already in your seventies, so those enemies shouldn’t be able to survive you.……"

In the Buried Sword Valley, Zhang Qingyuan was so angry when he heard his two roommates actually educate him about the law that he hung up the phone.

The principal asked him to dig it.

How could he be breaking the law?

Besides, Lao Lu and Lao Song didn't know much about digging graves.

After thinking carefully, Zhang Qingyuan picked up his old phone and made another call.

This time, he called his second son.

"Hello? Brother, I remember you work at the Institute of Archeology, right?"

On the other side of the phone, after his second son came to his senses, he couldn't help but ask:"Yes, Dad, didn't you say you were going to cultivate immortality? How are you studying now?"

"Which major did you apply for? When will you come back for a vacation? All seven brothers and sisters in the family miss you very much."

Their family is relatively open-minded.

They also respect the old man's choice very much.

This time, Zhang Qingyuan is determined to go to college.

Their four sons and three daughters all agreed.

They just asked him to call back every once in a while. , please be safe.

As for the cultivation of immortality in the Immortal University……