I reincarnated as a single school beauty

This stone room is not small, much larger than the small courtyard where Yun Xi lives, and there are not many decorations inside.

There are nine terracotta warriors and horses on both sides. At the end of the terracotta warriors and horses, there is a stone staircase. At both ends of each stone staircase, there is a stone pillar. On the stone pillar, candles about the thickness of her wrist are burning.

The dim candlelight flickered gently, and the shadows of the terracotta warriors swayed accordingly.

Going up the stone ladder is a wide and long sarcophagus. Candles are also burning at the four corners of the sarcophagus. The difference is that the candles at the four corners are bright red, and even the candle light is more reddish.

Li Zixiao looked at the sarcophagus from a long distance, and thought to himself, could this be the cemetery of the owner of the land of relics?

But after thinking about it carefully, she found it impossible, because the place was too desolate, there was nothing of value, and she was the only one who entered here, so she didn't look like the owner of the tomb.

However, even if it is not the owner of the mausoleum, it must have something to do with him, and there is no harm in seeing it.

After turning around to confirm that the door of the stone chamber was closed tightly, Li Zixiao walked towards the stone coffin.

In the secret room, the sound of her footsteps echoed.

a moment.

Hey!

Her foot stepped on a brick, and the brick sank with a "click"!

Li Zixiao was startled, she knew she had stepped on a trap.

Ka Ka Ka!

There was a sound from the walls on both sides, the wall panels were opened, and powerful black crossbows protruded from the wall, turned around, and directly locked on Li Zixiao's position.

The light of the candle flame was reflected on the arrows, and they stared faintly at this tiny human being.

Li Zixiao: "..."

When the footsteps were loosened, the moment the slate rebounded, the bow and crossbow were automatically fired, and the arrows shot out as fast as lightning.

Li Zixiao was startled, the Bingxuan sword was drawn out of its sheath, the sword light was clear and swift, and instantly cut several arrows into two pieces.

She looked at the reloaded crossbows with a serious expression.

These crossbow arrows are different from the ones she encountered in the tomb passage. They are far more powerful than the previous ones, but it is not known whether they are poisonous.

However, with just a few bows and crossbows, even if they were powerful, she didn't have to worry too much.

When Li Zixiao was thinking this way, two "clicks" suddenly sounded in the stone room, and she immediately turned her head.

Then she saw that the terracotta warriors and horses who were originally located on both sides of the stone chamber moved slowly. The lime on their bodies shattered and fell off, revealing the armor hidden deep in the lime. The armor was covered with dust, but there was no trace of rust.

No one could be seen inside the armor, and what moved was not the creatures in the armor, but the armor itself.

The first two terracotta warriors turned slowly and faced Li Zixiao. They held the spears in their hands, and it was pitch black under their armor.

Li Zixiao held the scabbard in one hand and the Bingxuan Sword in the other, facing the two terracotta warriors alone.

There is spiritual power emanating from them.

Heavenly level.

The sword light condensed on the Bingxuan Sword, Li Zixiao took a step forward, and cut horizontally with the long sword, as fast as a fright.

Clang!

The two terracotta warriors were cut into four pieces by a single sword.

shhhhhh!

The bow and crossbow on the wall did not shoot arrows until now.

Li Zixiao's figure flickered, dodging these arrows calmly.

After the first two terracotta warriors and horses fell, two more terracotta warriors and horses took action.

The breath overflows, the second level of the heavenly rank.

The arrows on the crossbow were loaded again.

Li Zixiao stood still on the spot, looking at the fourteen terracotta warriors who hadn't moved yet, and suddenly understood what was going on.

She held the Bingxuan Sword, and her whole body glowed with sword intent.

……

……

"Where is this?"

In the space where there was no light, Ye Nianhan talked to himself silently.

"Xiaoxi? Xiaoyuan? Xiaoying?"

Her voice echoed in the darkness, and it was her echo that answered her.

Ye Nianhan took out a lighting spar to add a touch of light to the space.

But the moment the light of the spar just rose, Ye Nianhan felt a breeze, and then the spar directly became dim.

Space is still dark.

Ye Nianhan's hair stood on end for a moment, and spiritual power burst out from his body.

She shouted, "Who?!"

"Hehehe..."

In the darkness, a slow and clear laughter echoed, it was a man's voice.

"Don't light the lamp, I'm afraid of light."

He said calmly.

Ye Nianhan immediately realized who this person was, she quickly faced the direction of the voice, and bowed slightly: "Junior Ye Nianhan, I have met senior."

The man's voice sounded, with a touch of surprise: "Unexpectedly, after thousands of years, the first person who came to my tomb was such a young girl. The future is awesome!"

He seemed to be able to see Ye Nianhan's face clearly.

Ye Nianhan said: "Thank you senior for your compliment. It's just that there are many people who entered the ruins, not just me. I just got lucky and came to senior."

The man smiled heartily: "Good luck? If you are lucky, you can't come to my place."

Ye Nianhan was puzzled.

The man continued: "Do you know what the name of the ruins you entered is?"

Ye Nianhan shook his head, and replied softly: "I don't know, junior."

"This relic is called the spirit mound. The spirit is the spirit of the spirit, and it is also the spirit of the heavenly spirit."

The man's short sentence directly caused Ye Nianhan's heart... only a little shock.

It was the first time she had heard of the name of the tomb, but from the senior's description, this tomb seemed very unusual.

Seeing that Ye Nianhan didn't react too obviously, the man's desire to show off faded away.

"That's right, you're still too young, it's normal that you haven't heard of it."

He paused and said, "The creator of the tomb is an ancient god."

"!!!"

Ye Nianhan made a shocked expression this time. She had never heard of the tomb, but it was impossible that she didn't know the word "respecting the gods".

That is the realm above the spiritual path, the realm of God.

There has always been a custom in Tianling Continent, to worship gods when uneasy.

There are even temples of Zunshen in many cities. In the world of spiritual cultivation, the word Zunshen means heaven.

"Created by the gods..."

Ye Nianhan found that his voice changed because he was too shocked.

The man said: "This is a space that an ancient god forcibly transformed with his own soul, flesh and blood, and heaven-defying cultivation when he fell. This space has no other ability. The only ability is to hold a ray Remnant soul."

"Take in the remnant soul?"

"Yes. And the remnant souls to be taken in must be at least at the level of the Yunling Realm. Throughout the ages, before the end of their lives, countless top spirits have tried their best to find this relic and leave a remnant soul here. For us Said, this can not only leave a legacy for future generations, but also allow us to get so close to the gods."

He smacked his lips: "It's really an irresistible temptation."

When they reach their level, they will understand the boundless gap between the spiritual way and the divine way, so as long as they can reach the level of the gods, they will do whatever it takes.

Ye Nianhan understood what he meant.

This mausoleum named Spirit Tomb was transformed by an ancient god who used himself as a medium to create this world. As a tomb, it was specially designed to house the souls of those who were at the Spiritual Realm and above for inheritance.

Her eyes flashed: "So, in this tomb, there is no real owner of the cemetery?"

The man replied: "That's natural. If there is one, then only Lord Zunshen has died for countless years, but Lord Zunshen has already turned into space, his soul has dissipated, and he has become the prison of this world."

"In the current spirit tomb, there are only the souls of top spirits one by one. The opportunity you are looking forward to is our inheritance. And the organs or formations you encounter are also the ones that we have no time to spare. Little things to do."

His tone was relaxed and comfortable: "After all, no one will come after waiting for hundreds or thousands of years. Even if we are souls without emotions, it would be a bit too boring, just like the bat swarm you met, that was me at the time. Cultivated, thousands of years have passed, and they have already multiplied to so many."

Ye Nianhan didn't know what to say, so he could only continue to ask: "Since it's boring, why don't seniors look for other souls?"

"If I could do it, I would have gone there long ago. Who still stays in this shitty place?"

The man seemed a little angry and helpless. He said: "There are the laws of heaven and earth here. Every soul has only its own fixed range of activities, and it is not allowed to visit."

Ye Nianhan was stunned, but still didn't dare to make rash comments. This kind of rules must be set by the gods. Even if he is dead now, it's not something she, a little girl, can comment on.

After saying so many words, the man can be regarded as sweeping away the loneliness of the past thousand years, and his mood is much better.

He took the initiative to talk about the business: "Little girl, there are at least a thousand inheritances in this tomb. You were sent to me by the formation, which means that you have the qualifications to obtain my inheritance. I will give you a choice now, to find The other chance is to obtain my inheritance. Child, you choose yourself."

"The younger generation wants to obtain the inheritance of the older generation."

Ye Nianhan didn't even hesitate, and immediately made a choice.

In the darkness, the man was slightly surprised, and then exclaimed: "Not bad."

A breeze blows in the pitch-black space.

"Close your eyes."

said the man.

Ye Nianhan closed his eyes obediently.

She didn't try to guess whether the other party would have plans for her, but just instinctively used her spiritual power to protect herself.

A few seconds later, she felt a rotten palm on top of her head.

There was silence in the darkness.

clang! ! !

As if a clock from ancient times was ringing, a resounding bell reverberated in Ye Nianhan's mind. She closed her eyes, but saw a beautiful world full of flowers and brocades.

Hundreds of flowers are in full bloom on the green grass, and a gurgling stream runs across the grass.

On the grass at the other end of the stream, stood a young and handsome man.

He was dressed in white clothes to win the snow, with his hands behind his back, and he had the demeanor of a fairy.

Ye Nianhan has never seen him, but he knows who this person is.

She lowered her head and bowed to the seniors: "I have seen you, senior."

The man nodded, then walked to the edge of the stream, looked at his own reflection in the stream, and said with some vicissitudes: "I've been dead for too long, I have already forgotten what I look like, how strange..."

He raised his sleeves and turned left and right like a child just put on new clothes.

Said: "This is my casual appearance, what do you think?"

Ye Nianhan raised his head, looked carefully for a few seconds, and said, "Senior is very handsome."

"Yeah." The man nodded and asked again, "How is it compared to that girl named Xiao Xi?"

Ye Nianhan, who had always been calm and polite, now looked like a primary school student whose diary was peeked at by his elders, his pretty face flushed red.

"Pre... Senior..."

She looked flustered, stuttered, and couldn't speak clearly.

"Hahaha!"

The man laughed three times, thinking that he met a very interesting little girl, he said: "Don't worry, I never discriminate against any feelings."