The Ancient Zombie Emperor

It was just that the actions of everyone in this sect were disregarded by others. They would frequently go into the tombs of the various families and clans to steal bodies and accompany the funeral, arousing the displeasure of the entire Nantu Divine Land.

In the end, he had offended everyone and was being punished by all the sects!

That battle had severely injured the Corpse Sect, making it so that her disciples wouldn't dare to appear in broad daylight for a thousand years. Most of the strong warriors in those sects who participated in the punitive war also fell, and the young generation was practically in ruins.

The power of the sects in the Nantu Divine Land changed overnight and could only struggle on as they were eventually swallowed by the aristocratic families who gradually grew stronger.

For the next few hundred years, every prominent families controlled more than 80% of the cultivation resources in each prefecture in the Nantu Divine Land. Countless Martial Genius who wanted to achieve their goals had joined their respective families, working for them to obtain cultivation resources.

For a time, the aristocratic families' influence had grown to an unimaginable level. As a result, it created a chaotic battle between the noble families. The Nantu Divine Land was in a state of suffering, where blood flowed like rivers. The final victor, unexpectedly, had four Wu Zong s!

These four Wu Zong are the ancestors of the Four Great Supreme Academies!

Nan Shan, Haoran, Tian Jian, and Shan He were the four great academies that were founded. The four great academies issued codes, established order, pacified the chaotic situation, carried out the culture and culture, and allowed the Nantu Divine Land to once again grow stronger.

He never thought that the Nantu Divine Land would have such a history. From the collapse of Nie Qingyun's dynasty, to the rise and fall of the Corpse Sect, to the final war between the Four Great Academies rising up and establishing the rules of the Nantu Divine Land.

For an entire two thousand years, a thousand years ago, things were in chaos.

It was no wonder why Mu Tian and Qin Xiaoyao often said that there were experts present in their era and that it was not something that this era could compare to. Even though the era of chaos and the rise of great Dao, the martial cultivation was also trained to be the strongest.

Two hours later, Xiao Mu returned to the Nanshan Academy, and headed straight into it. Not for any cultivation technique, he only flipped through the information regarding the Tongtian Mountain Range.

Among the sea of letters, he finally found a piece of information.

The Tongtian Mountain Range had existed since who knows when. There was a strange period in which a legend was left behind. It was rumored that the Tongtian Mountain Range stood tall and lofty, reaching out to the heavens and becoming the "bridge" between mortals and deities.

In the mountain range, there used to be a giant tree. On it rested a variety of auspicious beasts and divine birds, which were sacrificed by mortals. There was a mortal asking an oracle, so they had to climb a giant tree. However, in the end, he did not know what was willing about the existence of the giant tree.

After that, the Tongtian Mountain Range's nature spirit energy decreased sharply. Five thousand years later, a man who claimed to have the bloodline of a god descended upon the Tongtian Mountain Range, intending to reconstruct the Tongtian Mountain Range and connect with the gods and people so that the entire world would be filled with divine light.

However, he couldn't get his way. It was because in that era, a devil was born. This devil and divine bloodline had fought a great battle for seven days and seven nights, causing mountains to collapse and the heavens to shatter. Ten thousand li of land was turned into ruins and a land of death.

In the end, the devil was killed, the corpse was split into five parts, and was suppressed in five different parts of the Tongtian Mountain Range. And after that battle, the divine god bloodline's soul was also destroyed, and died today.

This secret realm opened once every one thousand years, and every time, it would cause countless martial cultivation to rush in like a flock of birds. Rumor has it that it was within the Taishi Secret Realm that the peerless Wu Zong of his generation had obtained astonishing good fortune, allowing him to sweep through all his enemies with his Wu Zong realm and establish a vast empire.

Xiao Mu trembled in his heart. If it was the Taishi Secret Realm, then maybe the red phoenix flower that Yun Lianyu mentioned really did exist. After all, this was related to the legendary immortal god.

After reading this paragraph of information, Xiao Mu returned to the Riverside in the South of the Foothills's side courtyard. The entire place was decorated with lanterns and decorations, looking extremely joyous, as though it was the New Year's Eve. He was stunned, if not for the fact that he saw Wan Er and Little Violet, he would have suspected that he had walked into the wrong place.

"Haha, it's Xiao Muzi. Come, come, let's drink three hundred cups today." Zhuge Bai laughed and pulled Xiao Mu.

Dong Dawei took the initiative and pulled Xiao Mu away.

In the courtyard, although Niu Wei's expression was as calm as ever, his face was flushed red and it was difficult to suppress his excitement.

Xiao Mu was even more suspicious.

Dong Dawei explained for him: "Haha, Xiao Muzi, among us, other than you, there is another Successor Student, and that is Niu Wei. "Xiao Niu, when you get rich in the future, don't forget to help out."

"That, definitely." Niu Wei was not good with words, and only said those words.

Zhuge Bai patted his shoulder, and felt that he was just a dream. He laughed out loud: "I can brag to others in the future. I am friends with the two Successor Student, let's see who dares to provoke me in the future."

Xiao Mu laughed, but frowned. Niu Wei's talent in the Martial Dao could only be considered average, how could he become a Successor Student?

Dong Dawei spoke a lot of words, allowing him to understand what was going on.

Unexpectedly, it was Niu Wei who encountered a Nanshan Academy's Martial King by chance. This was about to purchase a batch of heavenly and earthly spiritual extract, but he forgot to bring a spirit crystal. Many Successor Student and ordinary students rushed forward to curry favor with him, but when they heard that it would cost fifty Spirit Crystals, all of them were speechless.

Coincidentally, Niu Wei handed over the five hundred thousand spirit crystals to him, on the spot. This was naturally nothing special, but when Niu Wei asked this person how long it was going to take to return his spirit crystal, his jaw dropped.

Normally, even if they wanted to curry favor with him, they wouldn't be able to do so. This brother actually dared to ask how long the Martial King would take to repay the money. If it was anyone else, they would have wanted to offer up this spirit crystal with their two hands.

However, the honest Niu Wei was lucky. This Martial King glanced at him once more, telling him to go to his residence to look for him. Just when everyone thought that Niu Wei was making a fool out of himself and mocked endlessly, half a day later, an astonishing news swept through the entire Nanshan Academy like a hurricane. Niu Wei was accepted as a disciple by the Martial King, officially becoming a Successor Student.

When Xiao Mu found out about the sequence of events, he was speechless.

"What exactly did you talk about with my Martial King?" Xiao Mu asked.

Finally, he asked me why I asked him to pay back the five hundred thousand spirit crystals. I said that it was perfectly justified for him to pay me back the debt he owed me, and Master slapped her thigh and laughed loudly, accepting me as her disciple. She said that my talent in the Martial Dao was average, but my dao heart is excellent.

Xiao Mu could only smile in his heart. He had already noticed that even though Niu Wei's talent in the Martial Way was average, his will remained firm and pure. This kind of person's performance in the early stages was mediocre. As long as he had a chance, his cultivation would definitely rise rapidly in the later stages of the game.