Chapter: 1507

Zhang Han nodded, got up and walked out with Wang Zhanpeng. In the courtyard of the restaurant, there were several gazebos, and the two sat on the edge.

At this time, there was already a pot of freshly brewed tea on the table. Wang Zhanpeng poured tea for Zhang Han, and said straight to the point:

"My grandfather, Wang Rufeng, is a generation of formation masters. He and Xiang Donglai came from the same sect, named Qimen. Qimen was a famous formation sect in China at that time. Many sects asked our ancestors to set up for them. Zongmen Grand Formation, oh yes, Xiang Donglai is the grandfather of Xiang Qitian, the head of the Qiwu Sect."

"At the end of the day, we came from the same sect, but the inheritance he obtained from Qi Tian was more and more complete, so he developed more and more, and now he has become the strongest sect in Xihang area, while my Wang family is getting more and more lonely. Among the younger generation, only Wang Ming is proficient."

Speaking of this, Wang Zhanpeng's eyes flashed a little lonely, took a sip of tea, and continued:

"My grandfather, Wang Rufeng, was slightly stronger than Xiang Donglai at the time. At first, he was a brother of the same sect, but later because of some things, Xiang Donglai was kicked out of the sect, and he hated my grandfather even more..."

"So?" Zhang Han couldn't help interjecting.

He has no interest in the grievances of the older generation.

Wang Zhanpeng smiled when he heard the words, and said: "Later, my grandfather obtained the sacred artifact of the sect, the Shanhe Banner."

"Holy Artifact?" Zhang Han froze for a while.

"Don't you know the holy artifact?" Wang Zhanpeng asked.

"I don't know."

"The levels of treasures here are divided into yellow level, mysterious level, earth level, and heaven level. Heaven level treasures are relatively rare, and the higher ones are holy level. Holy level can only be seen in many sects, and its power is overwhelming. .”

"At the top is the god level, and the magic weapon of the god level is called the magic weapon. The magic weapon belongs to the formation magic weapon in the big sect. It is extremely rare in the world. I have only heard it less than twenty times in a hundred years." Wang Zhanpeng explained.

"It's very popular." Zhang Han smiled slightly.

Through contact, he knew that the yellow level is the spirit treasure of level 0-1, the mysterious level is mostly the first level, the earth level is mostly the second level, the sky level is the third level, then the holy level is almost the fourth level, and the god level is the fifth level .

Since there can be many fifth-order spirit treasures in this world, it is obvious that in the long, distant era, it was also a golden age of cultivation, but now that the spiritual energy in the world is exhausted, it is difficult to reach the sky if you want to make further progress in martial arts.

"The Shanhe Banner is a sacred artifact of the Qimen. It was obtained by my grandfather, but it was missing afterwards. Then a grand master war broke out. The sect collapsed and fell apart. My grandfather was seriously injured and did not survive. This is also the reason why there are few inheritances. Later, he came back to the east and built the Qiwu Gate at the former site of Qimen, but failed to find the Shanhe Banner, until now, there is no whereabouts of the Shanhe Banner."

"But not long ago, there was a sudden disturbance in the place where my royal family sacrificed. It was found that there was another cave in the place of my grandfather's tomb. I guessed that the Shanhe Banner was very likely to be in it, but it was discovered by the people of Qiwumen, and then there was The thing about me drinking the poisonous tea, now I have survived seven days, according to Qi Wumen's words, my Wang family can fight against Qi Wumen in two days, if we win, we will have the sacrificial place again, if we lose, they will grab it by force. "

"The formation game is also dangerous. This time I will try my best to keep it. If something happens to me, I want to ask you something." Wang Zhanpeng shook his head and said.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Han asked directly.

"People who protect my Wang family, leave Xihang." Wang Zhanpeng sighed softly, and said, "I'm worried that Xiang Qitian will take this opportunity to attack my Wang family."

"Isn't it just a holy weapon? What's there to argue about?" Zhang Han asked a little strangely.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and preferring to go to the mountains, but without Wu Song's strength, isn't that just two hundred and five?

"If it was just the Shanhe Banner, I wouldn't take the risk of fighting." Wang Zhanpeng smiled bitterly: "That's because it is very likely that it is the inheritance of my Wang family. Now you can see that my Wang family is younger, hey... ..If it continues like this, I am afraid that after two generations, the Wang family will decay into an ordinary family."

"oh."

Zhang Han nodded and said, "I promise what you said."

After speaking, Zhang Han put down his teacup and walked towards the restaurant.

Wang Zhanpeng let out a relieved smile, drank the last sip of tea, glanced at the distant scenery, and walked towards the old house.

In fact, Zhang Han has some understanding of Wang Zhanpeng's choice. The idea of ​​the martial arts family is deeply rooted in people like them. They don't want to see the family decadent in their own hands.