Half a month later, a Yunfan boat from the Qi family happened to be anchored nearby and came by to pick up Pang Jian and his party.
After two months of sailing, Yunfan arrived in Xuefeng City.
After declining the warm hospitality of the Qi family, everyone who was exhausted mentally and physically in the forbidden area went into the houses arranged by the Qi family to rest.
"The alien god with a human face and the body of a spider, the alien god in the form of a huge wooden man, the dark yellow flag, the dark bat alien god, actually did not cause a bloody death in the Xuanyou Continent."
Pang Jian in the room felt puzzled.
From the mouth of Qi Pinghai, the head of the Qi family, they learned that none of the foreign gods who left had appeared in Xuanyou Continent.
Very unusual.
The Qi family has said that the most horrific tragedy in the Xuanyou Continent happened in the Forbidden Place of Prayer for Spirits.
Because the leader of Yinling Temple and the leader of Blood Moon died in the forbidden area one after another.
This incident caused a sensation in the third world.
All the sects and casual cultivators have regarded the forbidden place of spiritual prayer as the most terrifying restricted area, and no one is allowed to set foot there anymore.
Blood Moon and Yinling Temple are currently recalling all the elders from the Condensing Realm and the protectors from the Dongxuan Realm to their sects.
Many of the indigenous people of Xuanyou Continent are taking Yunfan away, fearing that the alien gods escaping from the forbidden land will cause a bloody storm in that continent.
Everyone was in a state of panic, all worried that the supernatural gods would come and do something random, but nothing happened.
After Luo Hongyan, those supernatural gods who also broke through the sky of the forbidden area and disappeared seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
"Where did you go?"
Pang Jian thought hard and couldn't find the answer.
If not, he hung the sword order on his waist and was ready to wait for the sword tower to pick him up.
In that wing specially arranged by the Qi family, he concentrated on the moonlit night and tried to control more of his spiritual consciousness.
During this period, he kept in touch with Xuangui and Xiaoshu.
The small trees in the clouds are growing in an orderly manner, while the quiet black turtle is still huddled on the rocky ground, using the broken ground as an outer skin to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth outside the clouds.
Occasionally, Xuangui will express his idea that the underground spiritual veins need more spiritual jade.
At that time, Pang Jian sighed helplessly.
The astronomical amount of spiritual jade that Xuangui has collected is not a problem for him.
After the foreign race in the fifth realm successfully ascended to heaven, he could not directly ask for various expensive materials from Yu Xin of the heavenly race.
that day.
"Wow!"
He took out Yang Rui's display, took out all the collections, spiritual jades, and spiritual stones inside, and sifted through them one by one.
After thinking for a while, he carefully arranged the black iron rod he obtained from the stone pillar, the leaves of the two evil cultivators, including the animal skins.
"Except for the spiritual jade, everything else can be sold, so I don't know how much it can be exchanged for."
After pondering for a moment, he stepped out of the room and proposed something to Zhou Qingchen on the pretext of selling spiritual materials.
Zhou Qingchen was immediately on his way to communicate with the head of the Qi family.
After he came back, he said: "North of the city, Dark Cloud Pavilion."
"Thank you, Brother Zhou."
In the evening of that day, Pang Jian came to the north of Xuefeng City alone and arrived at the shop called Dark Cloud Pavilion.
He laid out all the spiritual materials he planned to sell, including Yang Rui's storage token.
Half an hour later, there were nine thousand spiritual jade in his legs.
But the black iron rod, which contained two evil cultivators' leaves and animal skins, was firmly refused to be taken away by the wrong party, and Pang Jian took it back.
After Pang Jian left, the master of Dark Cloud Pavilion summoned Han Zhiyuan and told Han Zhiyuan that Pang Jian was here.
"Don't worry about him."
Han Zhiyuan replied coldly.
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A few months later.
"jingle!"
The sword command hung by Pang Jian on his waist suddenly made a strange sound.
"So fast?"
Pang Jian was very unprepared and had no intention of being taken back to the sword tower right away, but he had no choice but to hold on to the sword command.
At a moment east, there was a wanton voice coming from the sword command in his leg.
"Disciple, take his sword!"
With this sound, the sword in Pang Jian's leg was so sharp that every edge was stabbing his leg.
It was also at that time that Pang Jian was keenly aware that the back of the bronze medal he hung against his skin suddenly became smooth.
The four words "Gate of Purgatory" that appeared due to being struck by numerous void cracks were actually hidden on the outside of the bronze medal.
All the mystery hidden outside the bronze medal has been contained!
"he……"
Pang Jian opened his mouth.
A powerful sword intent followed his palm and suddenly entered his Dantian spiritual sea.
"Hey, the person who laid the foundation was actually the Hutian Qi Nourishing Technique!"
"I found a treasure that time!"
"That kid Qi Qingsong has made great contributions to his sword tower! He deserves a reward, he deserves a big reward!"
The unparalleled sword intent condensed into a fat man with a bloated figure in the spiritual sea of Pang Jian's Dantian.
He has thick joints, and his facial features and body shape are also extremely large. His fat and huge body is full of power, and he is wearing a loose blue robe.
He is also a fat man. He is more than one size older than Han Duping, but because of his large facial features, he does not look vulgar at all. Instead, he is full of domineering and rugged masculine charm.
"His good disciple, come and see my sea of consciousness again!"
He laughed wildly in Pang Jian's spiritual sea.
Another sword intent made of soul breath escaped from the sword command at the center of Pang Jian's leg and went straight to Pang Jian's sea of consciousness.
"In the middle stage of the Dongxuan Realm, spiritual consciousness... one hundred and thirty-six? Did he read that correctly? Isn't it really one hundred and thirty-six? Haha! Hahahaha!"
Another big fat man in blue clothes was floating in Pang Jian's sea of consciousness, laughing unscrupulously.
"The sea of chaos, coupled with one hundred and thirty-six rays of divine consciousness! From now on, I will be my disciple!"
"As long as I don't die, I won't accept any more apprentices. Well, with my apprentice, I can give Jianlou an explanation."
Two big fat men in blue clothes were in Pang Jian's Dantian spiritual sea. They were very aware of his sea of consciousness, and they laughed wildly.
After laughing, the two fat men in blue suddenly raised their heads and looked at Zai.
Pang Jian felt that his eyes on the left and right were looking at two big fat men who were exactly the same, but were made of spiritual power and soul breath.
"I have reached the Dongxuan realm with the Hutian Qi Nourishing Technique, but I stopped midway because I was too embarrassed."
Two fat men in blue were stroking their jaws and thinking.
Pang Jian hesitated for a moment and said in his heart: "The Hutian Qi Nourishing Technique he obtained will enable him to cultivate to the state of concentration."
"It doesn't matter, the Hutian Sect will be destroyed by the Sword Tower. They have follow-up cultivation techniques. I don't want to say that the sword techniques and killing techniques of their Jianlou are too extreme and cannot be combined with the orthodox health-preserving Hu Tianzong.
Tianqi Nourishing Technique seems to be a good combination."
The big fat man in blue pondered.
Pang Jian was stunned.
Was the Hutian Sect, the sect that created the Hutian Qi Nourishing Technique, actually destroyed by the Sword Tower?
"He has practiced the Holy Body of Great Creation very well, but he has also practiced the Candian Art..."
Pang Jian whispered again.
"Hey, what a coincidence, the Creation Sect was also destroyed by their sword tower."
The big fat man in blue grinned strangely: "If it were someone else who dared to practice so many spiritual secrets, I would no longer recognize that disciple! I was born in the sea of chaos, so I regret that I have to practice everything in a mess.
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"I practice those magic arts at will, and he can get them for me if I can't find them later."
"Well, he begged to think more about what sword technique he should teach me. My Chaos Sea is not suitable for practicing his sword technique."
"..."
He muttered to himself, then suddenly smiled and said: "Boy, how many confidantes do I have now?"
Pang Jian was stunned and asked in a low voice: "What kind of confidante?"
"Just the woman I slept with!"
Two big fat guys in blue were laughing.
Pang Jian was silent when he heard this.
"That's not okay!"
He was slightly dissatisfied and said seriously: "As his disciple, the most important thing is to be consistent with his character. My master has confidantes from all walks of life. I must not lose his people in that regard!"
"That's wrong, that little girl Li Yuqing, am I going to sleep?"
"Oh, he soon learned from that girl that an alien god named Luo Hongyan has an extraordinary relationship with me."
"As for the foreign god, if I really want to ask for it, master, he can help me with some strength."
"Ability God? Tsk tsk, my master has never even tried it."
The big fat man in blue slapped his legs and laughed.
Pang Jian's face was dull, and he looked at the two fat men in blue who appeared in his sea of consciousness and spirit with all his heart, and asked uncertainly: "Am I really the owner of Jianlou?"
"Isn't that nonsense?"
The big fat man smiled coldly and said domineeringly: "In the world of Purgatory, not many people dare to impersonate him! Among the true gods in the first realm, not many dare to say that they can defeat him. When I become a god, that world will
He has been pierced by it, so I don’t want to see who is responsible for imposing heavy restrictions!"
"Okay, he has read and spoken, and I can go back to Jianlou to see him at any time."
"At that time, he wanted to think about it and see what suitable sword techniques should be given to me to practice, or...he could re-open a new way of swordsmanship for me."
Two fat men in blue escaped into the sword order again.
Pang Jian, who was holding the sword command, walked in the room for a long time and felt uneasy.
So, he knocked on Zhao Yuanqi's door in the middle of the night.
Under the guarded gaze of the silver-haired girl, he bit the bullet and asked for advice: "Who is the owner of the Sword Tower?"
Zhao Yuanqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thought about the description of Hongshan Sect Leader, and said solemnly: "I heard that this man is suave and extremely handsome, so there are beauties from all walks of life who maintain close relationships with him."
Pang Jian's face darkened, feeling that he had been fooled, thinking that the big fat man in blue must not be the owner of Jianlou!
However, if it is not the owner of the Sword Tower, then who can use a mere sword command to send two miraculous sword intentions through the air into his own sea of consciousness and spiritual sea?
"Sect Master Liu of his sect has a very high opinion of that poster..."
Zhao Yuanqi hesitated for a few seconds and whispered: "He heard that the backer behind their Hongshan Mountain is the Sword Tower in the Second Realm."
Pang Jian was stunned for a moment and said, "Is our sect leader a man or a woman?"
"Sect Master Liu's real name is Liu Lingyun, of course he is not a woman."