He didn't expect that Dong Tianze's wrong obsession with that matter would be so deep.
After drinking for the first time and being drunk, Dong Tianze asked the question again.
"Meteorite sea? Unknown broken land?"
Zhao Yuanqi and Fang Boxuan's eyes were slightly bright.
Dong Tianze, who was obviously drunk, didn't know whether he could survive this disaster, so he revealed the secret buried deep in his heart and exposed the unknown piece of land.
"Hey, I don't know if I can go east alive..."
Fang Boxuan sighed secretly.
So what if you know there is such a broken land?
People in the "dangerous fog" can never find a way out, and death is not their end.
What is the significance of cultivation, fame, fortune, and status now?
"Pang Jian!"
Dong Tianze raised his voice, glared at him bitterly, and said sternly: "Now that the matter has come to this, do I really need to hide it?"
"No one knows what will happen in the future. There is a high probability that I and him will die here. What can I not say?"
Dong Tianze asked angrily.
He became the first drunkard to forget himself, and his cold image was replaced by the madness in his heart.
Seeing the posture he put on to see if he was planning to have sex in his drunken state, he asked Pang Jian for an answer. If he couldn't answer, he asked Pang Jian to give it a try and decide life or death on the spot.
"Boy Dong, why am I making such a fuss?"
Qi Qingsong snorted impatiently.
"Then what happened between him and Pang Jian has nothing to do with anyone else."
Dong Tianze's eyes flashed fiercely as he kept staring at Pang Jian, begging Pang Jian to answer his questions head-on.
"Don't drink. If you don't know how to drink, don't drink so much." Pang Jian said upset.
"Stop talking nonsense! He asked me, if I appeared in that meteorite sea, did I intend to take everything for myself?" Dong Tianze was furious, not polite at all, and was ready to fall out.
Pang Jian frowned and said in a deep voice: "Do I really want to ask for this so much?"
Dong Tianze resolutely said: "Request again!"
"He has no intention of monopolizing it, nor is he doing anything in Black Iron Mountain."
Pang Jian gave the answer first, then thought for a while and then said: "As for the broken piece of land I mentioned, he actually knew it a long time ago. Could the person who was chasing me be a casual cultivator with scars on his face? He was right.
, did he follow me in with a piano on his back?"
As soon as these words came out, Dong Tianze suddenly changed his expression and looked at him in shock: "I, I..."
"Dong Tianze, if I can live on that piece of land, I will be favored by heaven, and there will be another reason!"
"He only talks so much, I can think whatever I want."
Pang Jian said with a cold face.
Dong Tianze, who had already stood up, held up the wine jar and drank heavily, then suddenly walked away again.
He looked at Pang Jian who was facing him with extremely weird eyes, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
The scar-faced cultivator, with his feet on the guqin, chased him all the way to the unknown place.
The rogue cultivator was killed by his own legs, and the phoenix seal was refined and fused by him, and he was promoted to the middle stage of Dongxuan Realm.
He is the only one in the world who knows about this matter!
Pang Jian, however, revealed the incident as if he had witnessed the whole process, and told him that he was not the first discoverer of the unknown piece of land.
"Where was Pang Jian at that time? Since he already knew it, then he..."
Dong Tianze rubbed his hair, his mind was confused and he no longer had the confidence to question.
At that time, he had a vague feeling that the casual cultivator who stepped on the guqin would be pinned to the ground, and there would be no sudden accident.
——And if someone is secretly causing trouble!
"Could it be..."
Dong Tianze's heart knot suddenly untied, he no longer drank uncontrollably, lowered his head and stopped saying a word.
"Two strange guys..."
Fang Boxuan looked to the left, then to the right, and was confused.
"Stop talking about grievances and grudges, lest we start a fight in the middle." Qi Qingsong smiled bitterly and said, "His original intention in calling everyone here was not to let us settle old scores."
"Then let's talk about something else." Zhou Qingchen said while chewing the dried meat.
When Jie Dong came, everyone suddenly started talking more.
After Qi Qingsong's persuasion, everyone who felt confused about the future had more topics to talk about due to the influence of alcohol.
They began to talk about the ups and downs of their spiritual path, interesting stories outside their respective sects, the secrets of the first sect, and the legends of the four great spiritual beasts in the Holy Spirit Continent.
Zhao Yuanqi, who didn't talk much, and the two outer disciples who had low self-esteem also participated.
With the help of wine and meat, the number of topics increased, which diluted everyone's sense of unfamiliarity, and gradually relaxed everyone's heavy mood.
"He has a secret buried deep in his heart, and he won't be happy until he divulges it!"
Ye Fei from Black Valley attracted everyone's attention with a soft drink.
When everyone looked at it, the outer disciple of Black Valley suddenly looked at Lu Lingchan and said seriously: "Junior sister Lu, how much is the total number of my spiritual consciousness?"
Lu Lingchan was in a bad mood. She was the first to drink and drank a lot. Her cheeks, as red as jade, were as bright as a blush.
A burgundy halo appeared on her face and slender neck, making her look drunk.
As soon as Ye Fei said this, her eyes that were hazy due to alcohol suddenly showed a hint of pride that could not be concealed.
Lu Lingchan said calmly: "One hundred and twenty-four strands."
"One hundred and twenty-four!"
Guo Hongyuan, an outer disciple of Jianlou, clicked his tongue and said, "No wonder, I know how to make Master Bao amaranth my personal disciple!"
"One hundred and twenty-four..."
Qi Qingsong's lips came out with bitterness, and he said enviously: "As far as he knows, Wu Yuan, Chen Lushi of the Demon Sect, and Jiang Chao of Tianshui Ze have not reached one hundred and twenty-four."
"Wu Yuan is one hundred and twenty-two."
"Chen Lu's poems don't exceed one hundred and twenty."
"Jiang Chao? He has one hundred and twenty-one."
All three sentences came from Lu Lingchan's mouth.
She was mistaken for those proud men of the Dongxuan Realm in the second realm and knew the total number of divine consciousnesses overseas. Is this because someone mentioned it to her more than once?
Even if she didn't want to remember, she remembered everything clearly.
"Ye Fei, why am I asking?"
When she shut up, she glanced at everyone present, including Qi Qingsong, Dong Tianze, Zhao Yuanqi, Zhou Qingchen, and Pang Jian.
In her opinion, if we just talk about the total number of divine consciousnesses in the Dongxuan Realm, not to mention the people in front of us, we should also bring together those people from the Demon Sect and Tianshui Ze.
——There is no one left to fight.
The total amount of her spiritual consciousness is arrogant among the others, surpassing all the cave-mysterious realms in the second world at that time, which would destroy the confidence she is proud of!
——This is also the reason why her master values her.
"There is a person who also comes from Jianlou. He claims to be an outer disciple, and his name is Luo Yuan. We once met him in the Yunlei Forbidden Land."
"That person, he took a look at the sea of consciousness with the arowana mirror."
"Junior Sister Lu, I don't mean any disrespect, but the total number of his spiritual consciousness is one hundred and twenty-eight!"
Ye Fei said loudly.
"One hundred and twenty-eight!"
"Luo Yuan, an outer disciple of Jianlou?"
"Then what's the matter?"
Everyone who was dizzy from drinking immediately exploded.
"If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it. Really, he wouldn't have thought that someone would condense the total number of spiritual consciousness into one hundred and twenty-eight strands, and then end up silent and unknown in the sword tower." Ye Fei looked at Qi Qingsong. , said: "He asked Senior Brother Shen to ask me, and he also inquired secretly, but he didn't even hear his name."
He kept shaking his head and sighed: "That's the real man of God!"
Seeing Pang Jian looking weird, he hurriedly stood up, bowed his legs, and said with a smile: "Brother Pang, he has no other intentions. I can become the direct disciple of the original poster. I must have something special about me."
"He asked whether he had drunk too much and took out the man named Luo Yuan for everyone to discuss."
"Haha, if there is any offense, he will punish himself with three drinks!"
He immediately drank three glasses of wine in a row before walking away with a red face.
After that, everyone maintained the presence of the spiritual power shield and gathered in the stands on the third floor of Jianzhou. They continued to drink and eat meat and chat freely.
While they were talking, the deck was on the sword tower, the "living dead" in Black Valley, and someone would die from time to time.
People who have weak willpower and have long since given up on the outside are not worthy of their attention.
Those people are not qualified to ask for the concentrated jade from the legs of the eleven of them to sustain their lives.
That day.
Guo Hongyuan, an outer disciple of Jianlou, and Qi Qingsong came back from the cabin of Jianzhou Dongfang.
"Senior Brother Han, he died in the cabin a long time ago."
Qi Qingsong's face was gloomy. He stared at the people in the stands and said, "Yu Dong's spiritual jade should have been thirty-one, but now not a single piece is missing."
"Someone took advantage of the chaos to enter the cabin and took away the spiritual jade."
"There is something fishy about Senior Brother Han's death! He has so many spiritual jade in his legs. It's hard for him to think about it and end his life early!"
Guo Hongyuan also said in a deep voice: "Did they go east together? He can confirm that they did not find those spiritual jade."
Pang Jian used his spiritual power to clear away the alcohol in his body and looked at the people next to him with doubtful eyes.
Like him, they were all looking around and secretly suspicious.
Everyone's eyes revealed the same meaning: Who secretly entered the cabin of the sword boat, murdered Han Lu, and took for himself the spiritual jade that was supposed to run the sword boat?
"It's very simple. Just check everyone's storage indicator and see the total number of spiritual jade in it."
Fang Boxuan suggested.
"The amount of spiritual jade he has now exceeds thirty thousand, but it is not his fault." Lu Lingchan snorted and explained: "Before coming here, his master gave him seventy thousand spiritual jade."
"Seventy thousand..."
Ye Fei and Lu Lianchen of Heigu were shocked.
She thought to herself that the Valley Master was really cruel to her and would give her such a large amount of spiritual jade just as she was told.
"Whether he has many spiritual jade or not, there is no need to kill Han Lu. His death has nothing to do with him." Lu Lingchan said again.
"He has no power to kill Han Lu." Zhou Qingchen expressed his position, and then said: "He and Pang Jian have always stayed together. They have never been separated."
His words could clear Pang Jian's suspicion.
"He never left the deck of the sword boat."
Zhao Yuanqi, who was dressed in black and had silver hair, said coldly.
Qi Qingsong looked around, scanning everyone's faces one by one, and confirmed that Lian Chen, Ye Fei, Dong Tianze, Fang Boxuan, Zhou Qingchen, and Zhao Yuanqi were not able to kill Han Lu alone.
He felt that only he, Lu Lingchan, Pang Jian and Zhuang Yuyan could kill Han Lu.
Then he silently dismissed Lu Lingchan in his mind, then rejected Pang Jian and looked at Zhuang Yuyan.
"Senior Sister Shu, did I do it?"
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It’s not easy for a man to get up at five o’clock~
As early as there was an update, there were three chapters on the same day~~