Chapter 47: The Temple of the Nine Heavens
Wang Xiong only felt that the world was spinning and he was dizzy, and he sat down on the chair with a slump of his buttocks, he really never expected that what he was waiting for was not the news that the Chaotic Sword Sect recruited disciples to choose his family Wang Yan, nor was it the news that the Lin family had lost power, but a piece of bad news.
"How so, how can this be. Wang Xiong covered his face and burst into tears, his son who had high hopes died in the quiet forest in such an unknown way, if it weren't for the broken life card left by the Random Sword Sect to deliver him the news, I'm afraid he wouldn't know what was going on in another ten or eight years.
But he couldn't figure out what was going on, before Wang Yan left, he prepared a complete map of the area that had been explored in the surrounding secluded forest, which marked in detail where he could go and where he couldn't, just in case he also sent so many four or five grade masters to follow, and later he was not at ease and he also discharged the sixth-grade master Wang Qiu.
Wang Qiu is a sixth-rank master who has already condensed his qi, even if Wang Yan strayed into the realm of the fifth-grade lord and had a conflict, he could still protect Wang Yan from retreating.
No matter how bad it is, there is a secret treasure that he spent a lot of money at that time and wasted an unknown amount of strength, which is a treasure that can protect Wang Yan three times.
"Son, son, where did you go to die, even Wang Qiu can't protect you, why are you so disobedient. Wang Xiong cried a handful of snot and tears, and everyone in the Wang family standing below didn't dare to breathe, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads, who knew that this moody head of the family was crying and crying now, and maybe he would turn his face the next moment.
Whoever touches the mold is a fool.
Sure enough, Wang Xiong slapped the handle of the seat hard, and smashed the handle again, probably because the table had been smashed and he really didn't have the enemy to vent his anger.
This slap can scare the group of people standing below.
"Find me, get out of here and find it! Find Wang Yan for me, Lao Tzu wants to see people and corpses when he dies!" Wang Xiong didn't have time to wipe his snot and tears, his vicious eyes swept over the people in the lower hall, and roared angrily: "I can't find Wang Yan, I want you to be buried with you!"
"Get out of here and find it!"
Hearing the order of the head of the family, the trembling people below were like being pardoned, and they quickly saluted and retreated, and everyone wiped the cold sweat on their heads and looked at each other and smiled.
Go and go, look for it, if you can't find you, can you really shoot all of us to death?
Wang Xiong was the only one left in the huge conference hall, and at the moment when the last person withdrew, he collapsed in his chair again, and began to cry again......
This time he cried not because his son died, but that he was about to lose the opportunity to lead the family to climb to a high place, he Wang Xiong's qualifications were mediocre and self-aware, he knew that he would stop at the refining realm in his life, in his early years, he was still ambitious, but he ran into walls everywhere, until he finally went out to travel and returned home, and finally understood that he had a limit, and he had given up the way up with the birth of Wang Yan to ignite his hope again.
When Wang Yan was born, the elders of the Chaotic Sword Sect gave him the talent to personally judge, and asserted that if Wang Yan did not die young, he would definitely become a grandmaster-level master within three hundred years, which made Wang Xiong shocked on the spot at that time.
What is the concept of Grandmaster Rank?
A Grandmaster can already participate in the election of Inner Disciples in a temple!
And what does it mean to be a disciple of the temple?
It represents a monstrous power and untold wealth.
Their Niutou Town is located on the edge of a secluded forest, which belongs to an extremely remote area of the Canglong Continent, and is under the jurisdiction of the Nine Heavens Temple, the organization that manages the continent, but it is also not taken seriously.
After all, there are only two powerful families in the town, the Wang family and the Lin family, and they are called 'nobles'.
All the fields and shops, all the farmers and merchants, and other small families in the whole town of Niutou must depend on them for survival.
But even the monks of these two families who have already dominated Niutou Town with the highest cultivation are only masters of the body refining realm, if this kind of strength is placed in a richer place, such as the Juntian Temple, the Cangtian Temple, and the Haotian Temple, these temples manage the relatively surplus areas of the Canglong Continent, the Canglong Continent is divided into Kyushu by the nine major temples, Zhongzhou is the largest state, and it is also the center of the Canglong Continent, there are countless supreme sects and masters in it, and the body refining realm is basically everywhere.
However, the Youtian Temple has been assigned to the management of extremely remote areas on the mainland, where there are many poor mountains and bad waters, and the spiritual power is thin, and the concentration of spiritual power in Zhongzhou cannot be compared at all, so there is a big difference in the level of monks in the areas under the jurisdiction of each temple.
Wang Xiong has been determined to take the Wang family out of this poor mountain and water since he was a child and go to Zhongzhou to settle down, but the reality is often so cruel that now even his last hope has been stifled.
Wang Xiong's eyes were red, and his body exuded a thick murderous intention, whoever cut off his way, then he would call whoever died.
But now he doesn't even know who killed his son.
......
Just when Wang Xiongju's family began to enter the secluded forest to find the whereabouts of Wang Yan's body, Qin Huai also encountered ** annoyance.
"What the hell is going on?"
He had walked for an unknown distance, but as he walked, he found that the road ahead seemed to have no end, and no matter how straight he walked, the road would not be broken.
With a thoughtful eye, he casually made a mark on the wall, and half an hour later he rubbed his eyes and stood in disbelief where he had just marked.
"Is this walking and walking back to the same place?"
He scratched his head, a little overwhelmed, and the system was also playing dead at this time.
"Don't pretend to be dead, tell me what's going on, I've been walking for a long time and still going around in circles here, when will it be a head?"
"To answer the host's question, you're now stuck in a space maze. ”
"What is the Space Maze?" Qin Huai asked.
"The space maze is that there is a great power to arrange a formation in this space, this is a man-made maze, or there is a supreme power that once fought here, shattering the space, and then the space reorganizes itself, but it is disturbed by the aftermath left by the fighting method, forming a natural maze. ”
"Do you know if the maze we're in now is natural or artificial?"
"Answer the host, I didn't perceive the breath left by the formation, it should be natural. The system replied honestly.
"So how are we going to get out?"
"Look for the eye of the natural maze and break or absorb it to break the maze. ”
"??? I don't even know what a formation is, where do you ask me to find a formation. ”
Qin Huai had a question mark in his head.
"You've seen it already. ”
Qin Huai suddenly felt a stir when he heard the system say this, and stood up.
"You mean?"