Ning Yuanshan stroked his slender beard and looked at He Ziren's body, frowning and thinking.
Pang Jian's face was pale.
He had noticed before that many foreign objects, which Han Duping called "spiritual evil spirits", flew out of the corpses and fell into the bodies of the Zhou family and Ning family servants, causing them to kill each other.
He believes this is a suitable reason.
"It's the person named He who is unlucky."
Ning Yao, who came after hearing the news, said as soon as her body left the pile of rocks: "Uncle Yuanshan, Pang Jian is not to blame for this."
Ning Yuanshan sighed and lamented: "Young Master He died in our team, how should I explain it?"
"He Ziren is not the only one who died. Because of his high level of cultivation, the spirit evil controlled by the demon woman will naturally take the opportunity to enter Pang Jian's body and do his best to kill him. I even think that there is still a spirit evil invading him. He took advantage of the chaos to erode his mind so that the spirit evil possessing Pang Jian could successfully succeed." Ning Yao took the initiative to eliminate Pang Jian's suspicions.
"It is indeed possible." Ning Yuanshan agreed.
Pang Jian's expression remained normal, but there was a strange ripple in his heart.
He originally thought that the death of the He family master would cause a stir, and that the Ning family would blame him, but he did not expect that Ning Yao would take the initiative to excuse him.
And looking at Ning Yao's expression, she seemed a little relieved, as if he had helped Ning Yao solve some trouble.
"Pang Jian..."
Ning Yao frowned, her shining eyes fixed on Pang Jian's face.
She noticed something strange.
Even though He Ziren was possessed by the "spiritual evil spirit" and was killed by Pang Jian himself, Pang Jian acted too calmly without any panic, which was a bit unreasonable.
"What?" Pang Jian was surprised.
"Have you ever...killed someone before?" Ning Yao suddenly asked.
"Um."
Pang Jian responded in a low voice, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I have been hunting in the Cenji Mountains for many years. Some old hunters bullied my father for not being around. Seeing that I was young, they once attacked me in order to snatch my prey."
Ning Yuanshan's eyes were strange and he said: "A hunter who is more experienced and older than you is actually killed by you?"
Pang Jian said: "Good luck."
Ning Yao was startled, and couldn't help but look at him carefully, with a look of surprise in her beautiful eyes, and then nodded and said: "There will be a lot of trouble for you later, as for He Ziren's death... you don't have to take it to heart. "
Pang Jian left knowingly.
Suddenly, he saw the most powerful one-horned rhinoceros corpse among the rocks in the distance. Zhou Qingchen glanced in his direction from a distance.
There was something intriguing in Zhou Qingchen's eyes, which made Pang Jian confused.
Next, Zhou Qingchen loudly ordered the survivors of the Zhou family to unload all the utensils and packages carried by the corpses and move them to the open space in front of the pile of rocks.
Everyone inside immediately became busy.
The two Ning family members and the surviving Zhang Heng tied their horses outside and used the horses that did not enter the pile of rocks to share with the survivors of the Zhou family.
After He Ziren died, Zhou Qingchen unceremoniously took possession of the black war horse he was riding on.
Soon one after another the war horses crossed the rocks, carrying the corpse and the belongings wrapped on the one-horned rhinoceros, and gradually passed through the pile of rocks.
Neither Zhou Qingchen nor Ning Yao showed much sadness over the deaths of servants in the family.
Maybe they have long been accustomed to this kind of separation between life and death, or maybe the lives of those servants are low and not worthy of their sadness.
After a while, only the bodies of the one-horned rhinoceros and the servants were still left in the pile of rocks.
The Zhou family and the Ning family had already crossed the pile of rocks and had a fire over there to barbecue, preparing to go deeper after filling their stomachs.
Ning Yuanshan also called Pang Jian over. After hesitating for a moment, Pang Jian walked towards them from the other side of the pile of stones.
On the way, he felt that there was still a strong "Xuanyin power" in the piles of rocks littered with corpses, and he had other thoughts in his mind.
"I'll search to see if there's anything left behind."
From a conspicuous position among the rocks, Pang Jian shouted loudly towards Ningyuan Mountain in front of him.
Those who stepped out of the pile of rocks, hearing what Pang Jian said, just thought that he was unwilling to give up and wanted to peel off some valuable objects from the bloody land that had been looted.
Everyone didn't care and allowed Pang Jian to stay at the pile of rocks. They barbecued around the fire and discussed the next itinerary.
"Miss Ning, what's that boy's name?"
Zhou Qingchen turned the wooden pole with meat on it, looked at Ning Yao opposite him with a smile in the squeaking firelight, and said: "You should thank him for helping you kill He Ziren. I heard that this kid is a debaucher."
Wu Dao has a bad reputation among the He family."
"Haha, although this guy has some talent in cultivation, I don't think he is worthy of you, Miss Ning."
Zhou Qingchen said to himself.
"His name is Pang Jian. But the real person behind killing He Ziren was the demon woman who controlled the evil spirits." Ning Yao said.
"That's right."
Zhou Qingchen smiled strangely and did not dwell on this topic. He added: "The demon girl has no flesh and blood entity yet. She should be a strange spirit that was banned by the old guy from the Yinling Temple."
Touching his angular jaw and looking at the sizzling oily meat, he gradually frowned: "The demon girl just came out not long ago and is still very weak, so after we broke away from the magic sound, she retreated in a hurry."
"Well, next time we meet, she will definitely be much stronger than she is now." Ning Yuanshan interjected worriedly, "Hey, I don't know where the demon girl came from, but she actually set up an array in the pile of rocks, and let the people from Yinling Temple pretend to be
Blood Moon practitioner, what does she want to do?"
"If I had known that those corpses in the pile of rocks came from Yinling Temple, I would not have entered so early." Han Duping sighed with emotion and said: "Playing with foreign objects like Lingsha is what Yinling Temple is good at.
.In that Jedi land, as long as there are people from the Yinling Temple, whether they are living or dead, I will be even more careful."
Causing so many people to die inside caused Zhou Qingchen heavy losses, which made him feel a little guilty.
"Don't blame yourself, no one thought that the corpse in Yinling Temple was actually wrapped in Blood Moon's clothes." Zhou Qingchen said a few words of relief, and then said: "In my opinion, they were wearing Blood Moon's clothes before they died.
Clothes. If I guessed correctly, they should have changed their clothes after killing the Blood Moon people."
"Well, they should be dealing with other people." Ning Yuanshan also agreed.
A group of people were talking outside the stone pile, and their voices were quite loud.
"A formation created by the Yinling Temple?"
In the pile of stones, Pang Jian, who had shrunk behind a taller rock so that Zhou Qingchen and others could not see him, touched the bronze plaque in his chest that was getting hot, looking confused.
He originally thought that if the pile of rocks containing the inferno array was created by man, then it might have been his father.
Hearing what those people outside said, he was not so sure.
Lifting the front of his shirt, he looked at the bronze medal that had not returned to its original shape after getting hot this time.
There is nothing unusual about the copper door-shaped sign except that it gets very hot.
But he knew clearly that the reason why he was not affected by the screams and could maintain a clear mind was because when the soul-stirring screams sounded, the bronze medal in his chest suddenly heated up.
It was this bronze medal that helped him.
"This thing seems unusual."
He vaguely felt that the only relic left by his father to him might contain some kind of magic.
Moreover, when the bronze medal became hot, as long as he meditated on the "Hutian Qi Nourishing Technique", his perception seemed to become much sharper.
Such as this moment.
When he calmed down and tried to activate the "Hu Tian Qi Nourishing Technique", he noticed that the weak "Xuan Yin Power" remaining in the stone pile seemed to be escaping from the same direction.
After pondering for a moment, he relied on his sharpened perception to start looking for the source of the "Xuan Yin Power" flowing out.
He sometimes stops to comprehend, and only moves again after he can discern the direction and target again.
After doing this several times, he moved to the corner of a pile of rocks away from everyone and saw a gray-white rock covered with cracks.
The weak "power of Xuanyin" escapes outward little by little from the cracks in this rock.
The gray-white rock was not too big. He hesitated for a moment, then reached out to touch the crack in the rock.
Among the cracks, a very mellow "Xuan Yin Power" suddenly flowed out, making his whole body cold.
The pure and powerful "Xuan Yin Power" penetrated his body instantly, causing his flesh and blood to become stiff.
After being startled, he hurriedly ran the "Hutian Qi Nourishing Technique" and saw that the blue-black "spiritual pot" he had visualized in his mind instantly absorbed the "power of mysterious yin" that had escaped into his flesh and blood.
In his spiritual sea, this extremely extraordinary "mysterious Yin power" immediately melted away from the "cotton wool"-like dregs.
“Fight fire with fire?”
Pang Jian was secretly surprised.
He didn't expect that this inconspicuous piece of broken rock actually contained a lot of "mysterious Yin power", which could also help him cleanse the filth in the spiritual sea.
Outside, Zhou Qingchen and others' eloquent talks continued.
Pang Jian inside was huddled here, his hands pressed against the cracks in the gray-white rock, frantically absorbing the "Xuanyin Power" from it.
After an unknown period of time, the noise outside gradually subsided, and many of the impurities in Pang Jian's spiritual sea were cleared away by the "power of Xuanyin" in the rocks.
Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching slowly.
Without hesitation, Pang Jian lifted up the small piece of broken rock and placed it in a bamboo basket on his back, then covered it with a bamboo raft and pretended to be searching everywhere.
Soon, the tall and rugged young master of the Zhou family appeared alone.
In Zhou Qingchen's hand, he also held a wooden pole filled with cooked meat. He handed it to Pang Jian with a smile and said: "Eat something, and I will trouble you to lead the way."
Pang Jian was a little flattered. He didn't expect that this person with the highest status would take the initiative to offer meat.
He didn't act coy, he took the wooden pole generously, and because he was hungry, he opened his mouth and started biting it.
The piece of meat in your mouth is roasted brown and oily, but the texture of the meat is dry and woody, so you need to chew it vigorously.
Compared to the meat he made from hunting wild beasts in the forest, the meat Zhou Qingchen gave him tasted quite average.
"Do you think my meat tastes bad?"
Seeing him frowning, Zhou Qingchen couldn't help but laugh and said: "We are all practitioners, not cooks. It would be great if we can make something."
Pang Jian shook his head and said nothing.
"I heard from Miss Ning that your name is Pang Jian, and you are a nearby Orion." Zhou Qingchen thought for a moment and suddenly said: "If you can leave the Cenji Mountains alive, are you interested in following me to the Zhou family?"
Pang Jian looked at him in surprise, not expecting that this young master of the Zhou family would actually want to recruit him.
"You think about it first, don't rush to give me an answer." Zhou Qingchen chuckled and said, "You can also use this time to get to know me, Zhou Qingchen, as a person, and the status of my Zhou family in this world.
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"My cultivation talent is average." Pang Jian frowned.
"Talent is just a stepping stone, not everything." Zhou Qingchen waved his hand and said, "I admire the ferocity you showed when you killed He Ziren."
After saying this, he laughed softly.
Pang Jian's expression changed drastically.
Zhou Qingchen smiled and patted his shoulder in a friendly manner and said: "Although I was in the pile of rocks, I noticed that He Ziren was looking for trouble with you and twisted you up. When the magic sound screamed, that
The witch hid in the white paper fan and took the lead in launching a spiritual attack on me."
"Her sudden attack made me unable to move for a moment, but my perception and consciousness are still there."
"I noticed that none of the spirits took the opportunity to leave the pile of rocks at that time, so you were not possessed."
"As for how you got rid of the scream of the demonic sound, I really can't figure it out. But no matter what, you were able to seize that moment of opportunity and dared to kill He Ziren so decisively, which I admire."
"Because you are young and still have the opportunity to make up for your lack of talent, I, Zhou Qingchen, am willing to accept you."
The young master of the Zhou family who took the initiative to show his kindness left behind these words and a bunch of roasted meat, and then left gracefully.
Pang Jian bit the meat in his mouth and looked at Zhou Qingchen's tall back without saying another word.
It wasn't until Zhou Qingchen completely disappeared that he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the young master of the Zhou family did not notice the strange rocks in the bamboo basket behind him, nor did he care about He Ziren's death.