After a while.
Luo Hongyan wrapped herself in a loose grey robe that concealed her figure, covering her seductive figure. She also painted the skin of her forehead and neck the same dark red as Pang Jian's.
This kind of her is very different from her image in Gao Yuan Yunfan.
She became ordinary and common, no longer stunning.
"Pull your sleeves down to cover the storage bracelet..."
She reminded Pang Jian.
She had only planned to stay on Bingyan Island for a few days, attend the gathering hosted by Lingyun Sanren, and then leave on Yunfan.
Because of the deaths of the dark ghosts and Pang Jian's anger, they planned to kill people.
This prevented her from attracting any attention.
"Um."
Pang Jian pulled his sleeves down and covered the bracelet with the corner of his clothes.
"Let's go pay the spirit stones for the meeting and get two hand cards first."
Luo Hongyan immediately led the way.
Not long.
Under her leadership, the two came to the southeast corner of the megalithic palace and saw that many independent cultivators had gathered there.
Directly in front of Pang Jian, there was a stone palace without a dome, nearly fifty feet high, standing among the many collapsed tower stone houses.
The stone temple is also in ruins, with the stone walls full of cracks, but relatively speaking it is still the most complete.
The wandering cultivators gathered under the stone hall, asking a man in a gray robe something, and then obediently paid the spirit stones and received a wooden hand card.
"I'll go and exchange my cards."
With her beautiful face hidden and her graceful figure wrapped in a gray robe, Luo Hongyan no longer attracted everyone's attention.
As she walked toward the man in gray, no one stared at her or drooled over her anymore.
Pang Jian stopped and looked around.
He saw the magnificent broken stone palace in front of him, which was supported by several thick stone pillars. The dome on the top of the fifty-meter-high stone palace was shattered, and the stars and the moon were faintly scattered.
High up in the stone hall with a shattered dome, there were a few people standing there, looking down at the people below and commenting on them.
“Hmm!”
When Pang Jian was gazing at the stone hall, he suddenly discovered that there were crude murals carved on the thick stone pillars.
The mural depicts... Many one-eyed people hold a grand ceremony, placing various items on the altar to worship the gods they believe in.
The stone pillar was extremely thick, and the one-eyed man was carved to be unusually large, so Pang Jian could see him clearly.
The offerings they presented included winding Teng snakes, spirit turtles, huge fruits, and giant trees that released lightning.
There were also some offerings that were very small compared to their bodies, and most of them were beautifully-looking boys and girls.
That's someone like Pang Jian!
Pang Jian was surprised and attracted by the murals on the stone pillars. He quietly moved closer to take a look.
He was sure he saw it right.
The exquisite boys and girls, as well as the flying snake, the spirit turtle, the fruits, and the giant tree that releases lightning, are also sacrifices of the Cyclops, and they are used by them to sacrifice to the gods.
Pang Jian became more and more confused.
Could it be that, in some ancient time, Cyclops lived here
They put the human race and those sacrifices together and sacrificed them all to their gods
Luo Hongyan left and came back.
"Let's find a place to stay first. Three days later, we will join the gathering with our cards in hand."
She raised the two black wooden signs, and had no intention of handing them to Pang Jian. She sneered, "That wandering cultivator Lingyun has learned the old monster Cao's tricks. Three days later, all participating wandering cultivators must settle every transaction with spirit stones. Once a transaction is confirmed, both the buyer and the seller need to pay him 10%."
Pang Jian looked confused.
"For example, a bottle of elixir costs a hundred spirit stones. The buyer has to give him ten, and the seller also has to give him ten. In addition to the fifty spirit stones paid for participating in the gathering, he also takes 20% of the total amount for each transaction, with each party paying 10%."
Luo Hongyan explained carefully.
Pang Jian, who understood what was said, commented: "It's really dark."
"Well, he learned the tricks from old monster Cao."
Luo Hongyan continued to lead the way, and quickly left with Pang Jian, saying as they walked: "From the memories of Xueyue Feizheng and the others, I know that there is a Cao Old Monster in the Third Realm who occupies a huge piece of broken land."
"Old Monster Cao is at a very high level. People from Red Mountain, Blood Moon, and Yinling Temple have to give him some face."
"Every three years, Old Monster Cao will hold such a gathering in the Broken Land under his jurisdiction, and participants must pay 500 spirit stones."
"Moreover, there are people who specifically review each participant to see if they are qualified to enter."
"Either the participants have at least 10,000 spiritual stones, or they have extremely high-quality spiritual materials and artifacts to trade."
"The gatherings held by Old Monster Cao are very famous in the Third Realm. Not only do independent cultivators flock to them, but even people from major sects and forces also go there."
Luo Hongyan talked about the strangeness of another high-level gathering.
"The entrance spirit stones for his gathering are ten times that of Lingyun Sanren? He also collects spirit stones from both ends for every transaction?"
Pang Jian was amazed when he heard this.
"Well, the rule of taking 10% from each side was invented by him."
Pang Jian asked curiously, "A grand event?"
"Priceless treasures appear at the gatherings of Old Monster Cao, so it is famous in the Third Realm." Luo Hongyan explained with great interest: "Rare things from the Fifth Realm, the Second Realm, and even the First Realm may appear at Old Monster Cao's gatherings!"
Pang Jian stood in awe.
After they were far away from the stone hall controlled by Lingyun Sanren, the two men found a broken stone wall, chiseled a wide stone cave and crawled in.
"Private fighting is not allowed inside or outside the Stone Palace. After leaving Ice Rock Island, you can fight as you please, regardless of life or death..."
Luo Hongyan introduced to him the rules set by Lingyun Sanren.
Pang Jian snorted coldly.
If the rules were really useful, Zhao Ling and his men would not have been betrayed by Lingyun Sanren and would not have died in the Giant Stone Palace.
"Lingyun Sanren's cultivation realm is in the late stage of the Profound Cave Realm. If I kill him... if he doesn't have helpers, I should be able to handle it." Luo Hongyan thought for a moment, and then said: "By the way, Blood Moon's Zhu Yuanxi is currently in Yun Island. I don't know if he will come over in three days."
"In addition to Zhu Yuanxi himself, there is another Xiantian Realm person on Xueyue's side, and several Xisui Realm people."
"As for Jiuyuan behind the scenes, he is not on Sanxian Island. He is a master in the Condensed Spirit Realm. As for Jiuyuan... let alone you, I have a headache dealing with him right now. I heard that Jiuyuan may also attend the gathering hosted by Old Monster Cao. He has some spiritual materials that he has been looking for for a long time, and it seems that they will appear at the gathering in two months."
Luo Hongyan told the news she knew.
Recently, she has been wandering around Sanxian Island in the image of Dong Tianze, robbing casual cultivators along the way. She only steals things and does not kill people, but has obtained a lot of useful information.
"Innate, profound, focused..."
Pang Jian murmured in a low voice.
Among them, even the weakest Zhu Yuanxi is at a higher level than him.
He felt that with his current strength, he was only able to kill Zhu Yuanxi alone. Without Luo Hongyan's help, he would definitely not be able to shake Lingyun Sanren.
Jiu Yuan is a tough guy whom he absolutely cannot afford to offend at the moment.
"I don't know yet how many independent cultivators have gathered on Bingyan Island, and I don't know if there are any stronger than Lingyun Sanren." Luo Hongyan thought for a while and said, "Let's first attend the gathering in three days and see what happens then. Even if we really want to attack Lingyun Sanren, we have to do it after the gathering is over."
Pang Jian nodded: "Since private fighting is not allowed in the Great Stone Palace, I will wander around for a while and come back later."
Luo Hongyan said lightly: "If you have any problem, just scream loudly and I will be able to hear you."
"Um."
Pang Jian left immediately.
He habitually surveyed the terrain in advance and wandered alone in the Stone Palace, completely imprinting the shape of this broken city in his mind.
During this period, he saw many murals that recorded the former glory of the Cyclops.
In some murals, the sun, moon and stars are suspended in the sky.
This means that the places where the Cyclops lived in the past were not limited to the eternally dark fifth realm.
Judging from the size and clarity of the sun, moon and stars, they were once very close to the sky!
On the way, most of the casual cultivators Pang Jian met were at the Tongmai Realm and Xisui Realm.
Because of the rules set by Lingyun Sanren, private fights were not allowed to occur, and no one dared to do anything wrong to Pang Jian.
Two full hours later.
After looking at every corner of the giant stone hall, Pang Jian returned to the stone cave.
He expressed his confusion: "I saw many murals, all of which were related to the Cyclops. They used us humans as sacrifices. Have they ever appeared in our world?"
Luo Hongyan was stunned. After thinking deeply for a while, she said with difficulty: "I really don't know. I only know that a long time ago, there were indeed aliens from the fifth realm who tried to rebel. Those aliens were killed or suppressed, and they disappeared long ago."
"The creatures in the fifth realm are also sealed and suppressed by the powerful ones above. I heard that the stronger the creature, the harder it is to break free from the seal."
"I don't know the details. The ancient events are too far away from us, and there are no aliens active in our world today."
"Now, only our strong men occasionally descend from the sky and go to the fifth realm to carry out activities."
"… "
Luo Hongyan told what she knew.
That night.
Pang Jian thought that since he had the tranquilizing pill in his hand and it had been a long time since he had spied on the dark anaconda, and he was a little confused about this giant stone palace, he tried to establish a connection with the dark anaconda.
After concentrating his mind, he sensed the dark anaconda, and another vision came into his mind.
The Eye of the Dark Anaconda also became his Pang Jian's eyes.
The first thing he saw was a tall woman with six pairs of white wings!
The woman stood on the top of a mountain with her back to him, seemingly staring ahead.
Ahead.
In the wasteland below the mountains, there were scattered villages and towns, and many creatures that looked very different from humans. They knelt devoutly towards the mysterious woman and cheered loudly.
The woman with six pairs of white wings seemed to be the pillar of their faith and the deity they needed to worship.
Pang Jian was horrified.
A mysterious woman with white wings once appeared at the top of the Heavenly Tribulation Pillar and flew towards the Bagua City on the top of the pillar.
He was a being with the same level of combat power as the Cyclops and the silver-white bone dragon whose body stretched like a mountain range.
How did the Dark Anaconda get involved with her
…
(End of this chapter)