Chapter 568
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"Young Lord?!" Qiao San turned around and shouted, "Young Lord?!"
He suddenly realized that Zhuge Tian was nowhere to be seen. There was only himself and the ancient tree in front of him. Zhuge Tian and the person from before were nowhere to be seen!
"Young Lord! Don't joke with me!" Qiao San said.
There was not a single sound in the surroundings.
"Young Lord? We still have to continue on our way. We can't fool around, let's go!" Qiao San said.
He looked around and realized that he was standing in a different place from before. It was as if he had lost track of time in his mind and could not remember how he came to this place.
Qiao San shouted, "Young Lord!"
He realized that something was wrong and his voice became weaker.
He rubbed his ears and screamed a few times. He realized that his voice had indeed become weaker.
His ears seemed to be damaged. He could not hear anything clearly and everything he heard was weak. The world around him was extremely quiet as if he had become deaf.
Usually, with his strong inner energy, he could hear the sound of the wind as if it was right next to his ears. He could even hear the sound of insects crawling within a three-meter radius.
But now, it was completely different. It was as if something was blocking his ears and blocking his hearing.
"Young Lord!" He screamed.
Usually, his scream would have been heard by the entire Crouching Bull Mountain.
He listened carefully. His scream was soft and could not be loud. It was as if something was blocking his mouth and throat.
"Young Lord!" Qiao San channeled his inner energy to his throat and screamed.
The surroundings were still dead silent. His screams were similar to when he was speaking loudly in the past.
He frowned and looked around. It was getting stranger.
Finally, he came up with a stupid idea. He went to an ancient tree and hit it with both his palms. He wanted to make a loud noise but it was too soft to travel far.
Logically speaking, the young lord should have been able to hear him. With his inner energy, he could have heard him clearly if he had spoken a little louder.
He shook his head and finally leaped onto the treetop to look around.
It was a vast forest. He could not see the end of it. All he could see were the same ancient trees. If it was not for the setting sun, he would not have been able to tell where he was going.
He leaped towards the direction of the setting sun and used his Qinggong to travel quickly.
His speed was extremely fast, but after running for a quarter of an hour, he realized that he was still in the same place. So he floated down and made a mark on the ground before he floated back up the tree and sped away.
After running for a quarter of an hour, he came down again. The marks on the ground told him that he was still in the same place.
He had clearly run very far away, so why did that mark seem to be running with him and was still there?
He suddenly slapped his head, and his expression changed slightly.
Array formation!
He recalled the miraculous methods of the legends.
It was said that Formation Masters were almost extinct. There was one in the Tempest Temple and one in the Imperial House. Other than them, there were no other Formation Masters in the world.
What ability did he have that he needed an array master to deal with him!
He shook his head and smiled bitterly. He continued to run for another two hours before landing on the ground in a dispirited manner. He looked at the marks on the ground and racked his brains for a solution.
Suddenly, he channeled his internal energy into his palms and slapped a tree. A clear palm print appeared. After slapping one tree, he slapped another. As long as he walked towards the unmarked tree, no matter how many trees there were in the forest, he would be able to slap them all!
Haha, he was indeed smart. Although this was a stupid method, it was also the most effective one. He actually had such a good idea in a flash!
One tree, two trees, three trees … In one breath, he slapped more than twenty trees. He looked up and saw that the sky was about to turn dark.
He turned his head to look at his surroundings, and his expression changed.
The marks on the ground were still there. He had not walked out yet!
He turned his head to look at the trees around him. The palm print that he had slapped just now had disappeared!
It was as if there was a strange power that erased his palm print and returned it to its original state.
Was this the power of the array formation? It was indeed powerful!
He gritted his teeth and slapped down on a tree again and again, concentrating on one tree.
Unfortunately, the bark did not fly off as he had imagined. No matter how hard he slapped, only a palm print would appear on the tree. When he slapped down again, the original palm print would disappear, leaving only a palm print on the tree. When he stopped for a while, the palm print on the tree would also slowly disappear.
He suddenly felt a sense of despair. He was doing something useless and struggling in vain.
No, he could not give up. If he was really trapped here, who could teach him? He was afraid that the young lord was also trapped. He would definitely be able to escape!
He felt that there was a limit to how much palm power a tree could withstand. If he slapped it repeatedly, the tree would eventually collapse. He slapped down again and again until the sky turned dark. He was exhausted.
After the sky turned dark, a bright moon hung in the sky, allowing him to identify the direction. However, he knew that it was useless.
It was a pity that he did not bring a sword. If he did, he would definitely chop down all the trees.
He then sighed. His palm power was not any weaker than a sword. He could not do anything to these trees even if he had a sword. Was he going to be trapped like this? Was he going to starve to death or die of thirst? That would be terrible!
He did not know how the young lord was doing. The young lord was as powerful as a spiritual beast. The array formation might not be able to trap him. He would definitely be able to save him!
Thinking about this, he smiled and sat down on the ground, panting heavily.
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After Zhuge Tian realized that he was trapped in the array, he did not rush to move. He stood quietly and listened.
He channeled his energy to his ears and heard the sound of the wind. He wanted to determine where he was from the sound of the wind and what was around him from the smell.
Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him. It was standing twenty feet away.
He looked at the person in front of him. He was dressed in a white robe and looked handsome. He was about twenty years old and was looking at him calmly.
"Who are you?" Zhuge Tian asked lazily and looked down at him.
Chu Li said, "Chu Li."
"It's you!" Zhuge Tian smiled and looked at him. "I didn't expect you to come looking for me!"
Chu Li shook his head. "What martial arts do you cultivate?"
"Oh? The antique study of the Crouching Bull Mountain." Zhuge Tian smiled.
"The Cloud Slashing Treasure Manual? Did you destroy it or hide it somewhere?" Chu Li frowned.
Zhuge Tian's expression changed slightly. His gaze became sharp and pierced towards Chu Li like two swords.
Chu Li said, "You were the one who spread the rumor that I obtained the Cloud Slashing Treasure Manual, right?"
"That's right." Zhuge Tian's gaze was like a sword, but he had a faint smile on his face. "How about it? Just a little trick and you're done for! "
Chu Li shook his head. "That's good too. At least I found the Cloud Slashing Treasure Manual!"
"Haha … You think you found the Cloud Slashing Treasure Manual?" Zhuge Tian laughed.
Chu Li said, "It's with you."
"Interesting! How interesting! "Zhuge Tian laughed." You really know how to indulge in the wildest fantasies. I've obtained the Cloud Slashing Treasure Manual? Haha! "
Chu Li looked at him calmly. "You want to harm me because of Mei Ao Shuang?"
"Looks like Liu Chuan betrayed me. They're not the same kind of people!" Zhuge Tian frowned.
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