When Feng Jueyu said that Du Mingli was dead, Pang Tan not only immediately beamed, but also took the initiative to show a joyful smile. His voice was slightly hoarse. It would be no exaggeration to say that it was extremely unpleasant. The light in Zhan Yuan Building was dim earlier.
, almost to the point of blindness, Feng Jueyu couldn't see clearly what the old guy looked like, but he only had a rough outline.
Now the rainbow light from his body was blazing, illuminating the entire building. Only then did he realize that there were eight more thick iron chains wrapped around Pantan's neck, not too long nor too short, slightly thicker than his index finger.
Some black iron nails with sharp tips.
The eight iron nails cast on the iron chain avoided the main vital parts of Pantan's neck, such as the arteries and throat, and all pierced into his neck. This injury was unknown for how many years, including the sores.
They were all scabbed over and the nails seemed to have grown into the flesh, which looked very disgusting.
In addition, Feng Jueyu also discovered that there was a brass-like metal plate on the back of Pang Tan's head. It was engraved with some patterns that he did not recognize. It was just buckled on the back of Pang Tan's head, as if someone had
The inlaid metal plate on the back of the head was only as big as the palm of a hand, but connected to the black iron chain around his neck, together they looked like a pair of precision instruments installed on Pantan's body, making his image particularly ferocious.
Seeing the old man's condition through the rainbow light on his body, Feng Jueyu couldn't help his pupils shrinking, and shouted: "What's going on with you? How did you become like this?" He pointed at Pang Tan.
the back of the head.
Pang Tan twisted his neck when he heard this, put on an indifferent expression, and said: "Are you talking about the piece of evil copper on the back of my head? It's nothing. Back then, Du Mingli was afraid that I would run away, so he used this iron chain to fight evil
Copper trapped me, cut off my arms, and turned me into a human and a ghost, because only in this way can I restore my cultivation in the Dao Martial Realm and walk out of this door."
When Pantan spoke, it was as if he was explaining something that had nothing to do with him, very relaxed. However, in Feng Jueyu's opinion, behind such ease, there must be a hidden meaning unknown to the world.
In other words, why did Du Mingli want to capture Pantan and spend so much effort to restrict his cultivation? This can only show that the person in front of him is not like a human being and a ghost is not like a ghost. Du Mingli was once afraid of him. Otherwise,
If so, would Du Mingli spend so much effort dealing with this person?
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu put his mind in order, hummed softly, and then no longer paid attention to Pang Tan. Instead, he walked along the aisle between the bookshelves and slowly browsed through the books on the stacks one by one.
Plant books.
When Pang Tan saw that he was not interested in continuing the question, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and quickly followed Feng Jueyu: "Little guy, you just said that Du Mingli was dead, weren't you trying to trick me?"
Feng Jueyu flipped through a yellowed old book indifferently, and replied while reading: "It's up to you whether you believe it or not."
Pantan blinked and said, "Then how did he die?"
"Killed!"
"Who has such great ability?" Pang Tan was stunned.
"Barbarian Emperor!"
"..." Pantan was silent for a few seconds and said: "That is possible. If it is true, the Barbarian Emperor must have cultivated the Ancient Barbarian Holy Body, and maybe he has also developed the Holy Eyes. Du Mingli really deserves this.
End."
Feng Jueyu seemed to be turning a deaf ear, but in fact he listened to every word of Pantan's words. Hearing what Pantan said about "ancient barbarian holy body" and "sacred pupil essence", his vigilance became even stronger.
I thought that this old guy knew a lot, and his identity must have a lot of background.
Even though he knew what he was doing, Feng Jueyu still didn't say a word. He just strolled around in the courtyard and ignored him, which made Pang Tan very anxious.
"The Barbarian Emperor killed Du Mingli, so the Splendid Blessed Land should be in charge of the Qixia Realm now, right?"
"Um."
"Boy, who are you from Man Emperor's side? Please help me send a message to your family, saying that I have something to see him."
Pang Tan seemed to be in a hurry. Through his reaction and words, Feng Jueyu could probably tell that the feud between this man and Du Mingli was probably true. The old guy didn't know what was going on outside, so he must have been imprisoned.
It's been a long time, and now he wants to see the Barbarian Emperor, it must be to escape.
Feng Jueyu didn't want to let him go until he figured out the details of his hometown. So after hearing this, he suddenly turned around and looked at Pang Tan and said, "Is your Majesty the one you want to see? What do you want?"
If you want to see your Majesty, you can talk to me first."
"Who are you?" After learning that Man Emperor Yu Hongshan was in charge, Pang Tan felt a little disdain for Feng Jueyu.
Feng Jueyu hesitated for a moment and reprimanded: "Who am I for you to ask? You old guy, you must not be a good person, otherwise Du Mingli would not lock you up here. If you want to see your Majesty, there are all the people available."
,Say, what on earth are you going to do?"
Pang Tan was so angry that he spoke crookedly and squinted his eyes. He had no choice but to be in a lower position than others. He puffed up his anger and immediately said flatteringly: "Hey, little friend, you have misunderstood me. I do have a grudge against Du Mingli, but it's not like you think."
That's not a good thing. I'm a very good person. In this way, you can help me spread the word. As long as I get out of trouble, your benefits will be indispensable. I remember back then, I..."
Feng Jueyu looked at Pang Tan intently. Unexpectedly, the old guy seemed to notice something when he mentioned the key point. He suddenly changed the subject and said: "Anyway, please pass the message to me, I will never let you do it in vain."
Yes, I can give you whatever you want." Pantan promised.
Hearing this, Feng Jueyu felt even more that this old guy had a very special background. Many links in this process were not clear yet. How could he let the old man go so easily? What if something happened to him?
Without thinking, he sneered, pointed at Pantan and cursed: "Old guy, you are playing tricks on me. Do you think I am so easy to deceive? I want to see you, but there is no way. I am not afraid to tell you that I
He is your beloved disciple, and now he has handed over the entire Shengguan Academy to me and asked me to take care of it. I am God here. If you want to leave, you have to let me do it."
After saying that, he didn't rush to ask questions. After smiling, he started wandering aimlessly in Zhan Yuan Tower.
Pang Tan panicked anxiously. He watched Feng Jueyu refuse to give up and follow Feng Jueyu like a follower. He swallowed his anger and said: "Then, this young man, what is your surname?"
"A certain family's surname is Xie!" Feng Jueyu randomly gave himself a fake surname.
"Thank you, little brother." Pantan had no doubt that he had it, and continued to follow the trend: "Thank you, little brother, no, thank you, young master, how can you help me pass the news and see the Barbarian Emperor?"
"Bold, can you call me by your first name?" Feng Jueyu's eyes turned cold and he pretended to lose his temper.
"Bah, look at my mouth, it's Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Mr. Xie, how can I see Your Majesty?"
"..." Feng Jueyu couldn't tell what useful information he wanted to get out of the old man's mouth, so he simply chose to remain silent.
In fact, at this time, he really thought of a way to get benefits from the old man's mouth, that is, information about the sacred bones of the Buddha. But the old man didn't seem to be a kind person at first glance. He felt that if he directly expressed his feelings, Pantan would talk to him.
It would be more troublesome to trick him around in some idle articles, so he decided to show off this old guy first.
He kept silent, acted inscrutable, and even showed no concern for Pantan's identity, which was equivalent to staying silent. Anyway, he was not in a hurry, and he had plenty of time to get information from Pantan's mouth.
Thinking like this, Feng Jueyu began to rummage on the bookshelf. What he was looking for was the notes about the founding of the first dean of Shanhai Academy. Chi Yin said that there are records in Zhan Yuan Building.
When Pang Tan saw that he was no longer paying attention to him, he became really anxious. He followed Feng Jueyu's behind and started nagging and flattering her, making all the nice remarks, but Feng Jueyu just ignored him, which made Pang Tan angry in the end.
He didn't want to talk anymore, so he let two large iron chains float around in the building, staring at Feng Jueyu's every move.
It was almost afternoon, and Feng Jueyu felt that there were still many things going on outside, and there was no time to waste here. The most important thing was that outsiders could no longer enter this place, so he opened the door and walked out. Pang Tan was so angry that he couldn't say anything.
, rubbing his teeth secretly.
When he came outside the building, Feng Jueyu saw that disciples from the Xiaoyue Sect were sent from the cultivating alliance to guard him. He quickly whispered and ordered these people to stay away, and then told everyone not to let anyone get close to this place, so as to hinder Pang Pang.
Tan could see the clues, but in fact he was overthinking it. After Du Mingli carefully arranged the Zhan Yuan Tower, Pang Tan's soul was locked under the piece of brass. He could not use his consciousness to detect any movement outside.
, and he couldn't get out of this building, so he didn't know how big the changes were in Shanhai Academy.
Then Feng Jueyu came to the front hall to meet with Mrs. Hongxing and others, and told them that they would stay in Zhan Yuan Tower and read books for a while. Everyone was puzzled, so he had to explain it in detail. For this reason, Hongxing
The lady also specifically asked about the old man's identity. Feng Jueyu told everyone that he didn't know, and asked everyone to wait for the good news, and finally returned to Zhan Yuan Tower alone.
When entering the library, Pang Tan was nowhere to be found. Feng Jueyu scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and knew that the old man was hiding in a pile of books on the third floor with his eyes closed and concentrating. Feeling Pang Tan's aura that was full of energy on the outside and empty on the inside, he must have been there.
The iron chain and brass plate restrained him a lot, so he boldly ran to the upper floor of the library to read a book, one after another, rummaging around. He was exhausted and sweating profusely, but he couldn't find anything worthy of joy.
goal.
For two consecutive days, Feng Jueyu stayed in this library and read books. He read all kinds of anecdotes and miscellaneous things in such detail that he could almost never forget them. However, it would take a while to read so many books in Zhan Yuanlou, but
In the past two days, he had obtained some secrets and anecdotes that had happened in the past three to forty thousand years of the Hongtu World. It really broadened his horizons and he also figured out the details of some of the top forces in Jiujie Mountain.