Wang Ling found that he had underestimated the Sun family's wealth after all.
Especially when Mr. Sun came out of the cave with a holy sword on his head and his head covered in blood, he even felt a little unbelievable in his heart.
In Wang Ling's opinion, there was nothing remarkable about the fact that Wang Ling could easily forge a sacred-level artifact. However, in the eyes of many ordinary cultivators, a sacred-level spiritual weapon was enough to make them head-scratching.
But the founder of the Sun family actually directly used holy weapon-level spiritual energy to set up traps. Such wealth is really unimaginable.
Although the foundation of this ancestral land is still far behind that of Wang Zhibao Pants, looking at the history of human cultivators in ancient and modern times, it is really amazing that the Sun family has such a foundation. This is a truly wealthy country.
Even if future generations don't have a job and rely on consuming this heritage, they can still live very well in the peaceful modern world of cultivation.
Therefore, the Sun family's organizational training stipulates that all the Sun family's wealth in the ancestral land will forever belong to the Sun family's descendants.
The hidden meaning is that these wealth must be passed down intact, which does not mean that as long as you ascend to the position of head of the family, you can legally have the right to control these "ancestral inheritance".
This is a very wise decision, which not only preserves the heritage of the family's ancestral land and can be passed down forever for future generations to learn from, but also avoids infighting and loss within the Sun family in order to obtain the inheritance of the ancestral land.
On the other hand, after being inspired, people can move forward bravely and practice hard. If you are wise, you can only be rich for three generations. If you only rely on the inheritance of your ancestors, it will definitely not last long.
From the current point of view, the Sun family has a long history, and the inspirational legacy from the ancestor of the Sun family has been well preserved.
"Mr. Sun, are you okay?" Immortal Toya saw Sun Yiyuan with a bloody head and was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat.
The holy artifact-level plug is actually still alive...
You are the serious senior who seeks death!
"It's okay, it's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about." As before, Sun Yiyuan's face remained calm. He smiled lightly, and then reached out and pulled out the holy sword from his head.
The holy sword of the holy weapon level did not directly pierce his head, but the tip of the sword pierced his scalp. And because of the density of Sun Yiyuan's body, he forcibly clamped the tip of the holy sword with his scalp.
Already.
Sun Yiyuan pulled out the holy sword, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood on it, and immediately showed a surprised look: "Huh? This is not the one recorded in the ancestor's history, the Demon Disintegration Sword. It was actually used by the ancestor.
Come and set a trap."
Sun Rong was curious: "Grandpa, the Demon Disintegration Sword? What is this?"
"A holy sword that was used on ancient battlefields in the era of ancient cultivators. Rumor has it that a sect undoubtedly unsealed a secret realm full of evil spirits, causing those evil spirits to escape and cause cholera in the world."
"These evil spirits have no entity. They will swallow up the negative emotions of cultivators and rely on those negative forces to strengthen themselves. In theory, as long as they live long enough, their strength can grow infinitely."
"In the era of ancient cultivators, there were always endless battles with each other. However, during that time, in order to deal with the common foreign enemy, the ancient cultivators rarely united together."
"They collectively called these evil spirits Heavenly Demons and named it the Heavenly Demons Suppression War."
"Later, I heard that it was the founder who took the lead in creating this demon disintegration sword and mass-produced it with the most powerful sects at the time. The demons would explode directly when stabbed by this holy sword. Hence the name,
The demon is disintegrated."
"That's it." Lotus Sun and Immortal Toya nodded.
But Wang Ling was thoughtful about this passage.
The timeline of the world of cultivation can be divided into eternity, ancient times, ancient times, modern times and modern times.
Judging from Mr. Sun's description, the ancestral history of the Sun family can be traced directly back to ancient times, but Wang Ling believes that this timeline may be extended a little further forward.
The possibility that the founder of the Sun family is an eternal person is not completely zero.
Although most of those powerful Eternals back then were included in the Supreme Shroud for protection by Wang Daozu, some of them still escaped.
Some of those who escaped sought to survive and became servants of other races in the universe, but it is not ruled out that some may have escaped to the earth and became the earliest cultivators in history.
After checking Sun Yiyuan's injuries and finding that the old man was indeed fine, Sun Rong's heart was relieved: "Hey, Grandpa. You should think about it again. Neither of these two entrances are. Let's take the next step."
How to go? Do you remember how to get back?"
"As I get older, I always make mistakes. But it is indeed strange. Logically speaking, it should be one of the two cave entrances." Sun Yiyuan stared at the two cave entrances where traps were arranged, with a look of doubt on his face.
"Perhaps Mr. Sun remembers correctly, is it possible that the trap has changed?" Toya Sage asked.
"Changing formations? There are so many entrances to the cave. If we add a formation-changing mechanism, I'm afraid we will be trapped here for the rest of our lives."
Sun Yiyuan touched his chin: "But I am sure that I remember correctly... it was one of the two cave entrances, and it turned out that there were traps."
At this time, Wang Ling sighed inwardly, put his trouser pockets in his pockets, and calmly walked into the third hole.
"Classmate Wang Ling, it's dangerous! It's too rude of you to go in like this!" Sun Yiyuan just shouted, but then he saw Sun Rong walking in following Wang Ling's footsteps.
Immediately afterwards, Sun Rong's voice came from the cave: "Grandpa, feel free to come in. This place is open!"
"It actually works? I am too old to remember it correctly?"
Sun Yiyuan showed an incredible look on his face.
After passing through the cave entrance, he quickly looked at Wang Ling, wanting to ask Wang Ling how he knew which was the correct entrance.
But when the words came to his lips, he had an epiphany!
This is classmate Wang Ling!
The legendary sixty mascots!
Good luck has always existed!
It seems that there is nothing strange about this blind cat encountering a dead mouse.
Thinking of this, Sun Yiyuan couldn't help but sigh: "As expected of classmate Wang Ling, your luck is really great. This is what we cultivators often call immortality. On the road of cultivation, talent alone is not enough.
Luck is also very important, and it is also a part of strength."
"And classmate Wang Ling is not only lucky, but also courageous! Even though you know there may be dangerous traps in my cave, you still dare to walk there alone. Rongrong, you must learn more from classmate Wang Ling."
Lotus Sun laughed: "Grandpa is right!"
Wang Ling: "..."
At this moment, Toya Sennin discovered something new.
He looked up at the sky. On the top stone wall, which was brightly illuminated by the eternal lamp in the Biyou Cave, there was a large mass of clearly visible blood...