"Young man with the surname Yang is not sweet at all, so why should I have to hold grudges against you?"
Zhao Ling looked at Bu Nao first and sarcastically said: "I don't care about any of the women who were occupied by me with all my legs in front of the ghost altar. People like you will always have themselves in their hearts. Why do you want to harm them when you are dying?"
"In that life, I will only be good at that one!"
Yang Yuansen shamelessly bared his teeth at Hongwei and Hongzhi sisters and smiled strangely: "Anyway, everyone wants to die, and we can't run away. Why not use those few days to have a good taste of men? Hey, I have other skills No, he is very powerful in that aspect, and he is guaranteed to make our sisters happy until they reach heaven!"
"They don't want to be with me!"
Hongwei was so anxious that she burst into tears.
At the critical moment of life and death, her sister Hongzhi, who had always been calmer, boldly said: "His master said that they... belong to Hong Jian."
Hongwei suddenly woke up and rushed over: "No, the master has told them a long time ago and will give them to Hong Jian!"
At a moment's notice, she took her sister's leg and walked behind Pang Jian together.
With that gesture, they showed that the person they really loved was the gun-wielding boy who rescued the two of them from dire straits.
"He also made it very clear that when Hong Jian reappears, the two sisters will belong to Hong Jian!"
Meng Qiulan expressed her position in a deep voice.
She glanced at the two sisters with approval.
With her level of cultivation, she could not suppress the extremely vicious Yang Yuansen. Moreover, Yang Yuansen knew that he was going to die, so he was afraid that he would not be able to do anything.
Pang Jian, since he has the ability to kill Fei Zheng of Blood Moon, there is no problem in paying Yang Yuansen by mistake.
Pang Jian, who originally wanted to use the power of dark ghosts to exchange for a batch of scarce spiritual materials, only looked away from the ghost altar when sisters Hongwei and Hongzhi stood behind him.
He looked at Yang Yuansen, thought about it seriously, and said: "I heard that only a hall master with a dark ghost can own a ghost altar. Yang Yuansen, I am ready to die anyway, so why not hand over the ghost altar I hold?" Give it to him?"
As soon as those words came out, Zhao Ling and Meng Qiulan looked a little confused.
Yang Yuansen grinned and nodded with a smile.
Hearing a "crash" sound, he poured out many Xuanyin stones, ethereal jade, and small banners from his storage bag.
"The ghost altar needs to be reassembled and rebuilt. There is no point in them being wrong now. If I want to beg, just give it to me."
"Mr. Meng!"
Yang Yuansen raised his voice and screamed: "I heard it too. That boy asked for his ghost altar and was willing to cut off the wrong sister. I have nothing to say about that, right?"
Meng Qiulan frowned and looked at Pang Jian in confusion, unsure whether Pang Jian meant that or not.
Zhao Ling and Wu Yi looked at him in confusion.
The two sisters Hongwei and Hongzhi seemed to have suddenly lost their souls, their eyes suddenly lost their sparkle.
They knew that their master, Meng Qiulan, was not as good as Yang Yuansen in cultivation, so he might not be able to protect them.
The two women who had pinned their hopes on Pang Jian felt that Pang Jian had abandoned them, and their hearts froze.
"Boy, the things I don't like happen to be the things he likes. It seems there is no conflict between them."
Yang Yuansen said that and walked forward, intending to catch the two sisters.
"He didn't ask for my ghost altar, and he didn't say what he wanted in exchange for me."
Pang Jian looked at Yang Yuansen, who was walking step by step, like a fool, and said, "Don't ask for self-denial!"
"Boy, how dare I play tricks on him? Why do I think that he should obediently give me the ghost altar? If I don't need it, I will destroy the ghost altar, and I won't do it for no reason..."
Yang Yuansen roared.
The killing gun suddenly appeared!
"Boom! Boom boom boom!"
Balls of cyan and crimson dazzling light exploded above Yang Yuansen's head, shrouding him like gorgeous fireworks.
Yang Yuansen suddenly changed his color, rushed to take out a purple gold alms bowl from his arms, and inspired a superb secret technique.
Gold nuggets, red copper, silver ingots, and iron balls suddenly flew out from the purple gold bowl, turning into a strange sea of gold and iron fragments above his head.
Pang Jian came closer, the mighty fire power poured into the barrel of his gun, flying like a flaming meteor, and stabbed Yang Yuansen in the east with his spear.
When the bursting flames splashed, the sharp tip of the killing gun stabbed into the sea of light made of gold and iron fragments like lightning.
The gold and iron shattered one after another, and the red copper exploded suddenly. The power of the explosion originated from Pang Jian, directly crushing the sea of light.
The violent force containing the scent of magma and sulfur penetrated from the side towards Yang Yuansen, drilling into Yang Yuansen's skin like a red-hot steel needle.
Yang Yuansen screamed in pain, staring wide-eyed at the majestic vitality emerging from Pang Jian's chest.
"Late stage of marrow cleansing realm!"
He grabbed the purple gold alms bowl and retreated, avoiding the area covered by the bursting fire, and exclaimed: "Didn't I just advance to the marrow washing realm?"
Meng Qiulan's eyes widened, and after silently feeling something, she also looked at Pang Jian with incredible eyes.
She knew that Yang Yuansen's feeling was correct. Judging from the strong vitality emerging from Pang Jian's chest, Pang Jian's internal organs training had ended and he had officially entered the late stage of the marrow cleansing realm!
"Later stage of marrow cleansing realm..."
Zhao Ling shouted in horror.
Wu Yi licked the corners of his dry mouth and sighed: "Monster, I'm afraid they absorbed a little monster during that trip."
"Hong Jian! His ghost altar belongs to me. If there is a wrong sister, he will ask for one!"
"I can pick first! The leftovers belong to him!"
When Yang Yuansen retreated, he saw Pang Jian coming with a gun and screamed uncontrollably.
Pang Jian turned a deaf ear and continued walking towards him.
Yang Yuansen felt a chill in his heart, recalling the violence of the spear technique just now and the sharpness of the silver spear, he shouted again at the top of his lungs: "Forget it, no more, no more! What a special girl.
It was such bad luck that I had nothing to do with my fate. I was totally in trouble that time."
His yelling stopped abruptly.
He no longer retreated.
The others also watched with amazement as Pang Jian stopped at the place where the ghost altar materials were scattered, crouched down and grabbed the stones for the ghost altar in his legs.
It turns out that his approaching step by step did not mean that he could use his gun to severely injure Yang Yuansen, or that he could not provide the materials to build a ghost altar.
Because Yang Yuansen was guilty and fearful, without Pang Jian saying anything, he ceded all his interests and voluntarily gave up the idea of mistaking the Hongwei sisters.
"It should be up to them to decide who they want to follow in the future, rather than being given away randomly like goods."
Pang Jian, who was squatting in front of the ghost altar, did not look at Yang Yuansen. Instead, he looked at the hall master Meng Qiulan and said:
"When we first met, he was very disgusted with what I said, saying that if their realm could not meet my requirements, I would give them away. They were not my disciples, and they were not the spiritual stones I used to please them.
"
"If I had never said those words to anyone wrongly and had always been protecting them, Hall Master Yang would not have wrongly harbored evil thoughts in their minds."
Pang Jian said coldly.
As soon as these words came out, Meng Qiulan was ashamed and speechless.
Hongwei and Hongzhi stood there, chewing on Pang Jian's words, and their eyes gradually became moist.
A strange light escaped from the depths of Zhao Ling's bright eyes, and she nodded lightly.
Pang Jian said no more. He looked at the messy spiritual materials and thought about how to piece them together into a ghost altar.
"He's here to teach me!"
Zhao Ling swung her slender legs in front of him and squatted next to him next to the ghost altar, teaching him how to stack them.
The hot woman like a leopard became extremely patient and taught him while saying:
"Generally speaking, they need to pass a note through the ghost altar first, telling the leader when they plan to open the ghost altar to see him. They can explain in advance what they want to do when they come to the east, or what they want to exchange for.
Material."
"Then, at the time they agreed on, they just need to open the ghost altar and wait for the leader to arrive."
"If he saw the note, was willing to fulfill their request, and felt that it was necessary to see them, he would show up at that time."
"It doesn't mean that every time the ghost altar is opened, they will definitely see the leader, because he is also there."
"In addition to allowing them to report news to the leader, the ghost altar can also transfer and trade materials. Small items can be sent away directly by the ghost altar, and they can also obtain them through the ghost altar."
"The ghost altar is not a panacea. Creatures of flesh and blood like them cannot be transferred through the ghost altar."
"..."
Hall leader Zhao Ling not only explained the situation in detail, but also guided Pang Jian almost step by step, teaching him how to build Yang Yuansen's ghost altar.
Then, insert the small pennants on the edge of the ghost altar.
Finally, she pointed to a place where she could put a note explaining her demands, and asked Pang Jian: "What do I want to do with the ghost altar? I can write a note and put it inside. Can the leader see it when he has free time?"
"oh."
Pang Jian nodded.
He borrowed paper and a brush from Zhao Ling, wrote some appeals, and then threw the note into the space in front of him.
Zhao Ling also told him that he needed to use his spiritual power to inspire the ghost altar.
Pang Jian acted according to the law and channeled the spiritual power of Ye Changqingying under her guidance. He felt that the jade stone outside the ghost altar was stimulated with power, and there was a mysterious array quietly operating outside.
Immediately, the note disappeared without a trace.
"Okay, the leader will see my request at some leisure time. I just need to open the ghost altar in the same way at the agreed time, and then wait for him to come."
"If he didn't come, maybe he didn't notice, or maybe he had no intention of paying attention to me."
Zhao Ling explained in great detail.
Pang Jian nodded.
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The third realm.
Outside the deep mountains and old forests of Xuanyou Continent, outside an extremely wide mountain belly, there is also a huge ghost altar placed at the moment, and the surrounding area is also covered with banners.
But the ghost altar and banners there are as big as Xuanyin stone and ethereal jade, and are several times larger than those of Meng Qiulan and others.
The skinny Han Zhiyuan was explaining the situation to Dong Tianze in detail after leaving the center of the ghost altar.
"Here, some people need an organization like Dark Ghost, so Dark Ghost came into being."
"Dark ghosts have those ghost altars they have painstakingly built. They can even communicate with some creatures in the fifth world at specific times and exchange things with them."
"Because many rare spiritual materials exist in the Fifth Realm. It is not convenient for the people here to go to the Fifth Realm, and it is not easy to communicate with the creatures in the Fifth Realm, so they need a secret channel."
"As for him, what he did in Yinling Temple in those years was actually similar to what I did in the Dong family. They were all shady things, some dark things, such as...controlling the Dark Ghost organization."
Han Zhiyuan looked at Dong Tianze, whose thin cheekbones were sunken into his face, and said: "In the future, I will also need to share the burden for him in that area."
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