When Fang Zongnan saw the lightning platform being shattered, a bitter smile appeared on his face.
He thought to himself, "Is it broken?
That's good.
At the very least, our clansmen won't have to suffer from this lightning strike in the future.
It's time for our Fang Family to go all out!"The thundercloud dissipated, and the dust settled.
Even though everyone couldn't regain their senses from their shock, Fang Zongnan suppressed the pain in his heart and snorted coldly, "Alright, hurry and check the situation.
No matter what the result is, no one is allowed to spread the news of Lei Zetai's shatter!"Everyone regained their senses and hurriedly rushed towards the platform.The lightning platform could no longer be broken completely.
Rocks the size of a finger were laid out all over the ground, covering a radius of 100 feet.
A pitch-black pit was revealed in the middle, and one could not see what was happening in the pit.Fang Wanshui was the first to arrive at the edge of the pit.
With just a glance, he exclaimed, "Someone, come!
They're not dead!"Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
Fang Zongnan exchanged glances with the elders, and their gazes were filled with undisguised astonishment!
The Terrace of Thunder had shattered, yet the two of them hadn't died?
How was this possible?Fang Zongnan rushed to the edge of the pit.
As soon as he saw it, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his mind almost lost control.At the bottom of the pit, the two brothers were pressed together.
Fang Wannian was above them, Fang Wanli was below them, and the two brothers were lying in a pool of blood.
Blood flowed out from their bodies and blended together.
They couldn't tell whose blood it was.What made Fang Zongnan almost lose control was that Fang Wannian's back was charred black, and his legs were broken at the same time.
His calves and feet flew away, and he didn't know if he was dead or alive.The young men disregarded everything and jumped down the pit.
They carefully carried the two of them up together.
At this moment, Fang Wannian's arms were still tightly wrapped around Fang Wanli, protecting his frail body.
For a moment, everyone was unable to separate them.The elders had their own medical skills, so they quickly checked on the two of them.
After a while, they said in a trembling voice, "Strange, miracle, they really didn't die!"Fang Zongnan closed his eyes and looked up.
He forced himself to calm down, "Take them back and protect their lives no matter the cost!"After treating the two of them slightly, the Fang family members carried the two of them lightly and quickly disappeared into the night.This was the first month that sunlight tore through the night.
The weather would quickly warm up.The Taibei people in the north of Bashan were not used to the warm weather and would not come here at this time.Because of this, the Fang Family would be free.
If it had been in the past, the Fang Family would have already become lively.
Foraging, banquets, bonfires, dances.
The clansmen would have used all sorts of methods to enjoy this rare moment.But now, the mountain peaks where the Fang Family was located, the Sun Piercing Peak, were filled with silence.
The clansmen all had gloomy faces as they busied themselves with their own matters.
Occasionally, they would even sigh.Everyone in the clan knew what had happened to Fang Wannian and Fang Wanli.
Both of them were juniors of the clan, and had been loved by their clansmen in the past.
When they learned that they had met with an accident during the baptism, and were dying from serious injuries, everyone sighed and sighed.
How could they still have the mood to have a gathering and feast?At this moment, Fang Wanli had already laid down in the Fang family's ancestral hall for three days.On the third day, he was awakened by a slight stabbing pain in his eyes.
He saw a faint light indistinctly.At this moment, he heard a very familiar voice: "Ten thousand li's injuries are no longer injured.
You just need to rest.
This time, he got lucky because of the disaster.
The lightning baptism made his eyes very likely to regain consciousness."The one who had spoken was the clanmaster, Fang Zongnan.
Fang Wanli could easily tell that there should be a room between the two of them, and there were three martial artists by Fang Zongnan's side.
This was evident from the sound of their slow and powerful heartbeats.Fang Wanli thought about it but didn't say anything.
He wanted to hear what they were saying.Another elder said, "Big Brother, even if he has hope to recover, you shouldn't have brought him here to heal.
If the clansmen find out, they will question the rules."Fang Zongnan's voice turned cold, "The clan rules are dead, but humans are alive.
If his eyes want to brighten up, he needs light.
This ancestral hall is the first place to be illuminated by sunlight in Bashan!""Even if he regained his consciousness, what's the use?
Could he have sacrificed himself in the past ten thousand years?
In order to protect him for ten thousand years, both of his legs were completely broken, completely crippled!"When Fang Wanli heard this, his entire body shook violently.
His heart felt as if it was being squeezed and squeezed by a giant hand.
That kind of pain was bone-piercing."Big brother's leg is broken?
It must be that after I fainted, the thunderstorm destroyed Big brother's leg.
" No matter how painful his heart was, he forcefully suppressed his mind and continued listening.Fang Zongnan remained silent for a long time.
After all, Fang Wannian was his direct grandson.
His heart ached more than anyone else when something like this happened.
However, he wasn't only Fang Wannian's great-grandfather, but also the head of the Fang Clan."Those who leave the mountain, choose from the other children!"After pausing for a moment, he then said seriously: "This Wan Li kid is suffering enough.
He must not let him hear such words.

Otherwise, you can stay behind to guard the Sunpiercing Peak during the autumn and don't need to go to the Northern Jiang!""How could I not feel sorry for Wan Li?
It's just that this child's temper is too stubborn.
If it weren't for the fact that he insisted on going to the Thunder Pavilion, he wouldn't have been crippled for ten thousand years and the Thunder Pavilion wouldn't have been broken.
Big brother, you don't have to risk your life to go deep into the lightning swamp to find the lightning pebbles, sigh!"Fang Wanli was even more astonished when he heard this.
The Thunder Pavilion had shattered?
That was a sacred artefact of the tribe.
It hadn't been damaged for more than a thousand years, so how could it have been broken?After losing the lightning platform, how could the descendants of their clansmen baptize?
Would Great Grandfather go deep into the lightning swamp to look for the lightning mound?
Most of the swamp was under the control of the Taibei people right now.
Wouldn't entering be extremely dangerous?Without waiting for Fang Wanli to clear his mind, the elder sighed again and said, "For a clan member like him who should have been eliminated, to have a genius like him who's been eliminated for ten thousand years and to have the fate of the entire clan, big brother, you're so confused!"Fang Zongnan said coldly, "Wan Li is a member of the Fang Family.
No matter how heavy the price is, I can't just watch him die.
Moreover, his physique is undergoing a complete transformation.
After he recovers, his talent may not be bad.
Who knows, he will be the second ten thousand years!""Sigh, how could he force his talent?
Furthermore, he has already grown up and has long missed the best age for cultivation.""Ten thousand years of talent, one in a thousand, ten thousand Li's physique is also one in a thousand.
It's just that the one selected is the worst!""When he recovers, let him try cultivating.
I have a feeling that this child's fate shouldn't be so bad."Fang Zongnan ignored the three of them and seemed to be thinking about something.
After a moment, he seemed to have made a decision, "Let him enter the Book Pavilion and choose his own cultivation method.
Even if he wants to practice the Thunder Change Technique, he should be able to do it!"That elder became anxious at Huang Xiaolong's words, "Big brother, you can't make mistakes again and again.
No one can cultivate the Thunder Change Technique.
If news of him leaked out again and again, the calamity of clan extermination awaits us!"Fang Zongnan ignored him, "Tell him to recuperate in the ancestral hall.
The Book Pavilion will allow him to enter and leave.
No one is allowed to interfere until I return."Fang Zongnan was the head of the family after all.
Once he made a decision, the elders could only follow orders.According to their accents, the female clan elder was none other than Fang Zongyue.
The one who said he was a good-for-nothing was Fang Zonghao, who was in charge of the clan's supplies.
The other one was Fang Zonghan, who was in charge of the clan's defenses.Fang Wanli would never forget the sounds he had heard.
He was confident that he wouldn't mishear them.There was the sound of clothes rubbing and light footsteps, and the four of them left the ancestral hall.Fang Wanli fell into a state of suffering, his heart filled with sorrow and bitterness.On that day, Fang Wannian used his shield to protect Fang Wanli.
But how could a tier 7 cultivator completely block the might of the lightning bolts?
Fang Wanli was still struck unconscious by the lightning bolts.
Even before he fainted, Fang Wannian had already blocked eighteen bolts of lightning.
His body was drenched in blood, and he looked like a madman.
However, he still laughed loudly and refused to take even half a step back.Now that he had heard of the news, Fang Wanli couldn't describe the guilt in his heart for 10,000 years.
There was only one thought that became increasingly clear: if he wanted to become a martial artist, he must become a powerful martial artist.From now on, he had to use his strength to ensure that Fang Wanyuan wouldn't be humiliated.Time flew by quickly.
Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
During these five days, Fang Wanli had been lying on his bed.
He could clearly feel that not only had his injuries healed rapidly, but his physique had also changed.
His body had become stronger and stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.In the past few days, every morning, the old man in charge of cleaning the ancestral hall would come and feed him medicine.When this old man entered the room for the sixth time, he discovered that Fang Wanli had already sat up.
He leaned against the bed and stared out the window.
His eyes were bright and bright, and his eyes were bloodshot.If one looked closely, they would find that his pupils were not blood-red.
Instead, they were formed by two tiny blood-colored lightning bolts.
In his pupils, they formed the pattern of the Yin-Yang Fish.
His pupils were the spot in the void in the middle of the fish."You're awake?" Uncle asked indifferently.Fang Wanli forced a smile, "Mm, thank you for your hard work these past few days.""You can call me Uncle Fang.
Once you wake up, I can report to the Patriarch." Uncle Fang said as he poured a bowl of medicine over.Fang Wanli received the medicine and drank it cleanly.Fangbo took the bowl and said, "Don't walk around.
You can only go down the mountain when you've fully recovered your vision."Fang Wanli nodded.
Fangbo packed up his things and turned to leave.
As he walked, he said, "The attic on the right side is where the books are stored.
According to the Patriarch, you can read as much books as you want.
However, I advise you to be honest and recuperate from your injuries." Before he could finish speaking, Fangbo had already walked away.Fang Wanli was silent for a moment.
Then he slowly got off the bed, moved his body, and walked towards the Book Pavilion.Now that his physique had undergone an earth-shaking transformation, it was enough to support his cultivation.
If he wanted to become a martial artist and protect Fang for ten thousand years without being humiliated, he had to make full use of every moment.He walked to the Book Pavilion and examined the important building.The Book Pavilion was a wooden pavilion.
It didn't look big, but it gave off an ancient sense of vicissitudes.This pavilion didn't seem to have any defenses, but outsiders couldn't enter unless all of the Fang Clan members were dead.Fang Wanli slowly pushed open the door.
With a creaking sound, the door to the Book Pavilion slowly opened in front of him.