Chapter 201: The gate of the temple is wide open

Wang Haochen squatted on the stone platform, his fists clenched, his eyes closed, his body trembling slightly.
"I... don't regret it!" A very weak voice suddenly came from his ear, which made his whole body instantly stiff.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he realized that he didn't know when, there was already a strong light on the high platform, wrapping him in it, and a delicate figure was slowly condensing out of nothingness.
"Qingyan!" Wang Haochen looked at that face, tears spread in his eyes, but his face was full of ecstasy.
In the blink of an eye, Shang Qingyan appeared in front of him. There was no injury on her body, but her breath was extremely weak, and the vitality in her body was empty.
Wang Haochen got up slightly and stretched out his hand to embrace Shang Qingyan into his arms
"You're still alive, you're still alive..." Hugging Shang Qingyan tightly, his mouth was ecstatic.
A very tired smile appeared on Shang Qingyan's face, lying on Wang Haochen's shoulders, her eyes slowly closed, her expression relaxed and comfortable.
"My mother, a man can cry for a woman. I know that man likes her, is my mother right?" Shang Qingyan closed her eyes slightly, leaning on Wang Haochen's shoulder, and muttering softly.
"Uh..." Wang Haochen's face was slightly stiff, and he couldn't help asking curiously: "Your mother still teaches you this?"
Shang Qingyan didn't answer. Wang Haochen couldn't help turning his head to look. Shang Qingyan was already falling asleep on his shoulders, looking really exhausted.
What did she experience in the inheritance space? Wang Haochen couldn't help but wonder.
Ju Youkong was quite embarrassed in the inheritance space, while Shen Fan and Huan Lingtong were both seriously injured, but Shang Qingyan's whole body was intact, but his Yuan Li was consumed to this point.
"Boom boom boom..."
Shang Qingyan appeared, and everyone who had entered the inheritance space had already come out. The gate of the Hall of Ten Thousand Times, which had been completely closed, opened with a thud.
"Uncle Nine!"
"Uncle Wu!"
"Ah, Uncle Fourteen, what's wrong with you?"
...
As soon as the Wanshi Hall was opened, several disciples of the Seventeenth Family who were guarding the gate of Wanshi Hall poured into Wanshi Hall.
"Who are you, why are you here?" A disciple of the Seventeenth Clan stared at Wang Haochen and the five of them, and said sharply.
Shen Fan and Huan Lingtong opened their eyes at the same time, looking at the disciples who were pouring into the temple, their brows wrinkled slightly. With their current state, they couldn't stand a fierce fight in a short time.
Ju Youkong glanced at those people, shook his head slightly, and then cast his gaze at the gate of the Hall of Ten Thousands. Wang Haochen looked at the three of Shang Qingyan, Shen Fan, and Huan Lingtong, his expression also slightly solemn.
"Can you two go now?" Wang Haochen gently leaped off the platform holding Shang Qingyan, and asked both Shen Fan and Huan Lingtong.
Liang Ru had a split, and Shen Fan said, "No problem."
Wang Haochen couldn't help but looked towards Ju Youkong, and said: "There will definitely be someone from the Seventeenth Family. This is not a place to stay for a long time. Let's go."
Ju Youkong nodded and said, "It's really time to go. It's been a lot of time here, and there is another place to go and see."
Wang Haochen's face couldn't help but moved, but the situation didn't allow it, and he didn't ask carefully.
"Let's go!" Wang Haochen hugged Shang Qingyan, looked at a few people, and then strode towards the gate of Wanshidian.
The disciples of the Seventeen Families who poured into the Hall of Ten Thousand Times, exactly seventeen people, should be from every family, and one disciple was left to guard outside the Hall of Fame.
The question of Rao Hao immediately caught the eyes of the rest of Rao, who turned their heads to look at Wang Haochen and the five of them.
"Are you deaf? Who are you and where did you come from?" One person walked out and stood in front of the hall, Wang Haochen and the five in front of him, staring at Wang Haochen and the five.
Wang Haochen raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to teach him a lesson, but right here, Ju Youkong's figure suddenly disappeared from them, just a flash, and he stood in front of the person, and the tips of their noses were almost touched. Come together.
"Ah..." the man yelled in surprise, a look of horror welled up on his face, and he hurriedly backed away.
"I don't want to kill people, but if you force me, then I can't help it." Ju Youkong swept his eyes slightly towards the seventeen people, and slowly said.
With a wave of his palm, a burst of vitality slashed out and slashed to the ground suddenly. After a bang, a crack a few feet long was born on the iron surface.
The pupils of the Seventeenth Family shrank slightly, and involuntarily moved away some steps, giving way to the gate.
Wang Haochen strode forward, under the watchful eyes of the Seventeen Clan, walked towards the gate of the Palace of Ten Thousand Times, and then slowly disappeared from the eyes of those people.
They had just walked out of the Hall of Ten Thousand Times, on the high platform in the hall, two of them opened their eyes in an instant, and slowly sat up in a cross.
"Uncle Wu!"
The disciple of the Liang family fell on one of them, and his face suddenly showed a hint of joy.
"Uncle Nine!"
The other disciple of the Chi family also yelled in surprise and leaned towards the high platform.
"Uncle Jiu, it's great that you are fine." The face of the Chi family disciple flashed with joy.
The two people sitting cross-legged were Chi Qiuhan and Liang Wu. The two of them glanced at the door of the Hall of Ten Thousand Times before they retracted their gazes and glanced at each other slightly. Both of them flashed cold light and nodded slightly.
"Yeah!" Chi Qiuhan nodded slightly, and said, "We are seriously injured and need to meditation for healing. You should withdraw first and wait outside the door."
Liang Wu also nodded, and said, "Keep the gate and don't let anyone in."
"My clan uncle..." Among the disciples of the Seventeenth Clan, one person pointed to the remaining person on the high platform, and said hesitantly.
"Oh!" Liang Wu shook his head slightly, and said, "Brother Wen was injured very badly. I am afraid it will be too bad, but you can rest assured that the two of us will not stand by and will definitely help him heal his injuries."
"Thank you two uncles!" An excitement suddenly appeared on the Wen disciple's face.
"You go out first. No matter what, we will wait until we finish healing." Chi Qiuhan gently waved his hand and said.
Among the Seventeen Clan, the remaining disciples swept over the fallen corpses in the Hall of Ten Thousand Generations, and there were many questions lingering in their hearts, but seeing Chi Qiuhan’s expressions on both sides, he had to temporarily suppress the misery and doubts in his heart. Slowly withdrew from the hall.
Seeing that all the disciples had gone outside the hall, Chi Qiuhan and Liang Wu's eyes suddenly fell on the Wen family's master not far from them.
The Wen family's expert, with blood dripping all over his body, his face pale, and his anger like gossip, he was still in a coma and his injuries were indeed extremely serious.
"You or me?" Chi Qiuhan glanced at Liang Wu and said faintly.
Liang Wu smiled coldly and said, "Is there any difference?"
He stretched out his five fingers, and a steel needle was instantly sandwiched between his fingers. With a flick of his finger, the steel needle suddenly turned into a cold light and shot at the Wen family's chest.
"puff!"
With an imperceptible sound, the steel needle instantly penetrated his chest.
"Huh..." The Wen family's eyes suddenly opened, and his hands waved, but his whole body was slightly, his eyes fell on Chi Qiuhan and Liang Wu, oozing anger and hatred.
After just a few breaths, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.
Liang Wu wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, snorted, and slowly closed his eyes before he really started to heal his injuries. Chi Qiuhan also smiled slightly, reached out a pill, and threw it into his mouth.
At this time, Wang Haochen and the five of them were walking through the Jianxiao Palace, avoiding the seventeen disciples who had been scattered in the Jianxiao Palace, and walked deeper.
"Where are we going?" Shen Fan asked with a slight breath, holding his chest.
Although his injuries have recovered a bit, they are still very serious, and some of them are overwhelming along the way.
Huan Lingtong's condition was not much better than him, his face was slightly pale, sweat rolled down his temples, and there was a hidden pain in his brows.
"In ancient times, there were two most important places in Jianxiao Palace. One is the Wanshiyuan that we just came out of, and the other is a world hidden in Jianxiao Palace. There are nine layers of formation bridges inside, and there are demons. The guardian of the beast is the place where the disciples of Jianxiao Palace Lilian. As long as you kill the monster and cross the nine-layered bridge, you can get the strongest martial arts in the Jianxiao Palace." Ju Youkong stopped and looked around from time to time. Leading the way for them, he said: "The next thing to go is that world."
"There are monsters guarding?" Shen Fan frowned. With their current state, they couldn't exert much combat power, let alone the nine-layer formation bridge, and there were only a lot of monsters inside.
Wang Haochen looked down at Shang Qingyan lying in his arms, his face wrinkled slightly, he didn't want Shang Qingyan to fight again.
"The world was guarded in the ancient times. Only one person can enter each time. Only one monster beast will appear in each formation bridge. Now Jianxiao Palace has long been destroyed, and it must not be there anymore. In my estimation, Those of us should be able to enter at the same time. If this is the case, Wang Haochen and I can take you in without taking any action. I just don’t know if you can get the final reward of martial arts." Ju Youkong looked up and seemed to be looking for some reference. Things, casually.
"Is it really unnecessary for them to take action?" Wang Haochen asked Ju Youkong confirmingly.
"It shouldn't be used, but since Jianxiao Palace has been annihilated for so long, there will be no changes in it, I'm not sure, we will know when we two go in first to try." Ju Youkong said.
Wang Haochen couldn't help but nodded, this method is extremely safe.
"This time I won't be able to harvest anymore. Whether I can get the martial arts exercises or not is not very important to me." Huan Lingtong said indifferently.
He didn't want to drag Wang Haochen and the two of them because of himself.
"You are stupid, that is the strongest martial arts of Jianxiao Palace, it is natural to fight for it." Shen Fan began to teach Huan Lingtong.
Wang Haochen shook his head slightly, then looked at Ju Youkong, and said: "Where are you looking for and what features are there? Tell me, I might be able to help you find it faster."
Ju You turned his head and glanced at Wang Haochen, thinking of the situation where Wang Haochen and the four of them had come straight to the Palace of Ten Thousand Times before, a slightly different color appeared on his face.
"In the southeast of Jianxiao Palace, there is a Lijian Temple, and there is a stone monument in the temple. That stone monument is the entrance to the world." Ju Youkong said directly.
Wang Haochen closed his eyes slightly, and the penalty system map swept away towards the southeast of Jianxiao Palace. After only ten breaths, he discovered that there were indeed some abnormal fluctuations in the main hall of Juyou Kongshang.
"Here, come with me!" Wang Haochen hugged Shang Qingyan and walked to the forefront to lead them.
(End of this chapter)