Chapter 257 Rune Inheritance

Listening to the other party's intermittent words, Wang Fuqiang swallowed and fell into thought at the same time.

Judging from the current situation, this guy doesn't seem to have any malicious intentions, otherwise he would not have spoken up, but instead took action directly.

Wang Fuqiang pondered for a moment and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

The man actually walked in. Wang Fuqiang couldn't help but retreat, but behind him was the stone table, and there was no way to retreat.

This man was extremely fast and instantly appeared in front of Wang Fuqiang. His eyes were looking at Wang Fuqiang up and down, as if he wanted to see through Wang Fuqiang.

Wang Fuqiang was even more alert about this guy's actions, and he was even holding the mountain and river fan in his hand, ready to take action at any time.

After watching for a long time, this guy shook his head and murmured: "No...No."

As he said that, he turned around, walked to the front of the hall gate, and sat down.

Wang Fuqiang stood there in a daze, feeling inexplicable.

After a while, Wang Fuqiang walked out and asked, "This is called the Rune Land?"

The man seemed to have not heard it at all, and was still sitting there with a confused look on his face.

Wang Fuqiang thought about it for a while and decided to leave here first. As for this guy, he looked like he was not good at it. If he didn't take action now, it doesn't mean he will take action later.

After making up his mind, Wang Fuqiang left directly.

Unexpectedly, his steps had just moved, and his expression suddenly changed. He heard a sound of wind, and the figure blocked Wang Fuqiang again.

As a result, Wang Fuqiang could only stop again and frowned.

The man said, "Runes... inheritance, stay."

Wang Fuqiang was really anxious now. Although Yu Qiuya and others had left, it was not without danger. If they really had a conflict with the strong men on the mountain, even if they had Fuxi Pan, it would be difficult to deal with it.

Thinking of this, Wang Fuqiang suddenly felt a little angry in his heart and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

However, the man still didn't seem to hear it, but pointed at the storage bag on Wang Fuqiang's body.

Wang Fuqiang was stunned, as if he understood something, took out the half-roll scroll, held it in his hand and asked, "Are you talking about it?"

The man nodded, but still pointed at Wang Fuqiang's storage bag.

Wang Fuqiang frowned even deeper, and took out the remaining half-roll from the storage bag.

After the two scrolls appeared, they snatched them directly with someone on their backs, which caught Wang Fuqiang off guard.

The man held half of the scroll in one hand and then tied it together directly. As the scrolls were put together, the light suddenly shone brightly, and golden small characters continued to appear, neatly arranged.

After these small characters appeared, they rushed towards Wang Fuqiang without waiting for Wang Fuqiang to react.

Wang Fuqiang's expression changed drastically, but the speed of these small characters was too fast. He instantly wrapped his body around him, and then gathered and hit his eyebrows.

At first, Wang Fuqiang felt as gentle as water, gradually like a storm. As the number of small words increased, his mind was even more and more, and memories continued to appear and disappear like slides.

Wang Fuqiang instinctively resisted those small words, but because of these memories, he gradually tried to accept them. At this moment, Wang Fuqiang's body began to slowly leave the ground, and his whole body was filled with golden light.

As time continues, Wang Fuqiang quickly enters a state of complete emptiness, like a person standing on the bank of the long river of history, witnessing the prosperity and decline of each era.

At the beginning, these memories were related to the guy below, but later they surpassed the age of this person and were only related to the scroll of talismans. These golden small characters seemed to be taking Wang Fuqiang to find its roots...

But when Wang Fuqiang accepted the inheritance, Yu Qiuya and others encountered big trouble.

According to Wang Fuqiang's request, they did not stop at all along the way, and kept moving upwards, but just when they were about to leave the canyon, they were ambushed.

Not only were they ambushed, but also many monks who entered the ancient ruins to seek treasures.

The people who were ambushing included monks who had entered the ruins before, and some were monks who had not entered the ancient ruins at all. These people seemed to have made plans.

The people above not only drove the magic weapon, but also arranged a formation, which just blocked the entire canyon, so it was difficult to leave directly.

Yu Qiuya pulled Zhang Kaiping with a heavy face. Fuxi plate gently rotated in front of her to resist the pressure of the formation.

Gao Chenggong said in a deep voice: "It seems that it is not that easy to leave."

Song Ziyi glanced at the monks above and shook her head and said, "It's completely impossible. This formation is very powerful and has an advantage in the terrain. With the cultivation of us, it is difficult to break through the blockade."

Zhang Kaiping looked down at the abyss, but there was still no sign of his master, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Yu Qiuya asked, "Get back?"

Song Ziyi shook her head and said, "We don't know what is going on now, and it's not necessarily a good thing to retreat."

She thought for a while and said, "In this way, we will not fight these people head-on, and retain our strength. When he comes back, it really won't work, and then return to the ancient ruins."

Yu Qiuya nodded, and drove Fuxi Pan to change its defense and slowly descended.

The middle-aged monk who had been with Wang Fuqiang and others before led the disciples in his sect and followed Yu Qiuya and others. At this moment, he saw Yu Qiuya and others retreating, and the middle-aged monk also led the disciples to descend.

Now he has basically determined the identities of these people. Since none of these people have driven me out of this canyon, it is naturally even more impossible for them to rely on the protection of these people first.

He has heard a lot of rumors about Wang Fuqiang, and he has also seen Wang Fuqiang's methods before when he was in ancient ruins, so now the only person who can break the above formation is Wang Fuqiang.

Of course, the premise is that Wang Fuqiang can really come back alive.

The situation below is actually not much better than the situation above. Judging from the momentum emitted by the phantom of the soul, if you really want to fight, it is probably difficult for Wang Fuqiang to escape safely, otherwise he would not have not yet come up.

After Song Ziyi and others fell to a certain height, they stopped. At this moment, a man's voice came from above: "We did not intend to hurt you. You just need to hand over all the treasures you have obtained and you can naturally leave."

In the canyon, an old man said coldly: "Who would believe you nonsense? If you really want us to leave alive, don't you worry that we will take revenge on your Baiyu Sect?"

The man who spoke above laughed and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I, the treasures of this ancient ruins, will be sure to win them. If you hand over the treasures, you can die better, otherwise..."

The old man talking in the canyon snorted coldly, and then said to the trapped monks in the canyon: "Everyone, the White Jade Sect has obviously made preparations long ago. Only by working together now can we escape from the heavens."

Everyone nodded, and one of them said, "Senior Mo has any suggestions, just say it, and we will do our best."

The old man nodded, looked around and asked, "Can you guy who broke the formation before?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone remembered Wang Fuqiang, who had broken the formations in the ancient ruins, so they glanced around.

Indeed, the only one who can break the deadlock now is probably the only young man.

Soon everyone's eyes fell on Song Ziyi and others, but they did not see Wang Fuqiang, so they all frowned.

Suddenly being stared at by so many people, Song Ziyi and others frowned.

The old man also saw Song Ziyi and others, so he approached here with a sword. After taking a look at him, he frowned and said, "Where is that little friend?"

Yu Qiuya still drove Fuxipan and said, "He has some things to deal with, but he hasn't come up yet."

The old man frowned even deeper, but he still looked down, as if he was thinking about something.

Song Ziyi said at this time: "If you want to leave, it is better to retreat a distance one after another to get rid of the suppression of the formation. I believe those people dare not come down. When he comes back, they will find a way to break the formation above."

The old man looked up and nodded, then said aloud: "Fellow Taoists, for the sake of the present, we should withdraw the formation first. When that friend arrives, we will discuss it separately."

Everyone nodded and then began to retreat.

The canyon suddenly made adjustments, and the people who were lying on it frowned.

The man who spoke before continued to whisper: "Everyone, the time for this ruins to open is limited. Once the abyss merges, you will have no way to die."

No one took care of the canyon and they were all withdrawn from the formation soon.

On the ground, countless monks surrounded the abyss. At this moment, a middle-aged man looked up at the sky and frowned and said, "It's almost dawn."

A thin old man asked, "Sect Master, what should I do now?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the abyss below and narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't believe they can really hide in it for the rest of their lives. The formation will still work. At the same time, some people will be sent to attack it. As long as they can force these people out, any means will be fine."

The old man nodded and then issued an order directly.

Soon a group of monks walked out and then went directly into the formation, drove the spiritual treasures, and attacked the depths of the abyss. The entire abyss was suddenly in chaos.

The monks in the abyss also responded quickly and sent a group of monks with great cultivation to fight with the monks above. In this way, the originally dark abyss suddenly became as bright as daylight, and balls of gorgeous light continued to explode.

This temporarily blocked the attack above, but as time passed, everyone's mood became heavier.

As the leader of the White Jade Sect above said, the time for this ancient ruin to be opened is limited, and once the ancient ruins are closed, they will really have a way out.

This kind of power from ancient times is simply not something that people like them can resist.

Yu Qiuya and others were also a little anxious, not only because of the situation they are facing now, but also because of Wang Fuqiang.

Wang Fuqiang has not appeared until now, so he must have encountered huge trouble.

At this moment, a golden pillar of light suddenly soared into the sky and was installed on the formation. The entire formation instantly shattered. In the pillar of light, a figure appeared faintly, with small golden characters wrapped around it.

This sudden change surprised everyone, but the strong man in the canyon quickly reacted. With the old man's order, everyone rushed upwards.

The reason why they were blocked here was because of the formation of the White Jade Sect. Now that the formation has been destroyed, it is naturally difficult for the strong men of the White Jade Sect to resist them.

On the abyss, the Master of the White Jade Sect changed his face and said in a deep voice: "Restore the formation quickly."

He naturally knew very well that without the formation, it would be difficult for them to resist the countless strong people below. Once these people rushed out of the abyss, it would be a fierce battle for the Baiyu Sect, and the entire Baiyu Sect might even be destroyed tonight.

For this matter, the entire Baiyu Sect planned for a long time and used a lot of resources to build such a formation, so as to be able to take all the treasures in the ruins into their pockets.

Now that hatred has been formed, no matter what, these strong people must not be allowed to leave the abyss.

After giving the order, he stared at the light column with his eyes tightly, or rather, at the person in the light column.

He never expected that such a change would occur.
To be continued...