The first peak has eighteen floors.
Cave No. 56.
After Han Ting came back, she sat in the same wooden chair, staring at the rock wall above her head in a daze.
The layout of this cave is almost exactly the same as Pang Jian’s cave above.
She knew that in the cave above her, Pang Jian might be sitting on the wooden chair she had sat on, or he might be sitting on top of the cushion, and he should still be holding the token she had left in his hand.
Han Ting was in a state of confusion.
Touching her slightly hot cheek, she couldn't help but recall the feeling of that cold young man's fingers on her shoulder.
Even though she was in a hurry and took off her clothes and wrapped them around her chest, revealing her entire smooth back... the man's fingers did not move at all.
The indifferent young man did not touch the injured area with his fingers or palms, nor did he touch the rest of her back.
From beginning to end, the finger was placed neatly on her shoulder.
"He didn't do anything rash or abrupt. I'm afraid this guy... doesn't have any feelings towards me at all."
While feeling relieved, Han Ting also felt a little disappointed.
Over the years, she has teamed up with independent cultivators to explore forbidden areas several times to capture high-level ferocious and exotic beasts.
Often, her extremely eye-catching figure would cause some unnecessary conflicts and disputes.
She pondered the last incident and realized that the reason why the partner whom she regarded as a sister killed her was probably because the person whom she had a secret crush on had always coveted her body.
She was used to the aggressive looks from male cultivators, so when the man put his fingers on her shoulders, she almost couldn't help but take action.
—If the power transmitted by the other party could indeed help her heal her injuries.
later.
Although she pretended to be calm, she was still quite nervous inside, fearing that the other party would take the opportunity to do something out of line.
I didn't expect the other party to not even cross the line in the slightest.
"The children of the noble families in the upper realm and the disciples of the great sects may have higher standards."
Han Ting laughed at herself.
She immediately calmed down and circulated her strength to check the extent of her recovery.
“Hmm!”
Her eyes suddenly lit up.
She was keenly aware that not only the fire poison in the injured area, but also many toxins that corroded the flesh and blood had been cleared away.
Even some hidden illnesses in her body caused by serious injuries in her early years seemed to have been wiped out by the magical power transmitted by the other party.
The area between the shoulder where the other person's fingers were resting and the injured vest was once traversed by wisps of magical power.
Wherever those magical powers passed, the hidden injuries of the internal organs and tendons were quietly repaired.
"What a miraculous method!"
Han Ting was amazed.
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upper layer.
After closing the stone door, Pang Jian sat on the wooden chair where Han Ting had sat before, looking at a black iron token.
There was only one word engraved on the front of the token - Mang.
After looking for a few times and finding nothing special, he put the token away, closed his eyes and concentrated on communicating with the small tree in the Yunze.
"I need the power that contains the essence of life."
Pang Jian conveyed his thoughts.
The little tree responded almost instantly.
In just a few seconds, Pang Jian felt the green fade, and the three leaves, whose life energy was almost drained away, turned back into jade green!
"You are still the one I trust the most."
Pang Jian nodded with satisfaction.
The next day and the day after, Han Ting arrived at the agreed time.
Pang Jian followed the instructions and injected strands of life energy into her body to help her detoxify and heal her wounds.
"I don't know your name yet."
Han Ting sorted out her clothes, and in front of Pang Jian, she secretly sensed it, and said a little embarrassedly: "It's not healed yet, maybe... It will take another two or three days."
Pang Jian nodded and said without much interest, "I will help you completely remove the remaining poison."
Tomorrow is the day when Old Monster Cao is going to hold a rally, but Luo Hongyan still hasn't shown up.
In this situation, he was too lazy to say anything more to Han Ting.
"You are also my benefactor. I want to know your name."
Seeing that Pang Jian didn't want to pay attention to her, Han Ting was angry and said, "Why, you think you are so great just because you came from the upper realm? It's been three days and you won't even tell me your name?"
"Pang Jian."
After revealing his real name, Pang Jian pointed at the stone door and said indifferently: "Remember to close the door for me."
Han Ting gritted her teeth secretly.
After thinking for a while, she still said, "Pang Jian, I exchanged that token for 500 spirit stones. Although I have shown that I still have materials worth 10,000 spirit stones, those materials were only shown to Cao Laoguai's subordinates, and were not given to Cao Laoguai."
Pang Jian looked at her in confusion.
"It's just... the token is actually only worth 500 spirit stones!"
Han Ting, feeling despised, said angrily, "I originally prepared eight or nine thousand spirit stones, intending to look for a holy medicine for healing and detoxification tomorrow. You use your strength and means to heal and detoxify me every day, and I feel that you are taking advantage of me, so..."
"oh."
Pang Jian understood.
The indifference on his face was a little less, and he said calmly: "Old Monster Cao's rally is not just one day, you can go back and think about how many spirit stones you should give me. Anyway, just remember to give it to me."
"Okay, all right."
Han Ting stood up, walked out of Cave No. 56 in a swaying manner, and then closed the stone door from the outside with a "bang".
Pang Jian frowned and muttered.
He couldn't understand why this woman was so angry.
I was clearly the one who treated her injuries, and she was clearly the one who asked for compensation. After I readily agreed, why did she slam the door in anger
If you can't figure it out, don't think about it.
Pang Jian communicated with the Yunze tree again, and in the blink of an eye, the life energy lost by the three leaves was replenished by the tree.
Because Xiaoshu was in the fourth realm, although he did not delay for too long, he inevitably felt a little tired.
"Distance, or because of distance..."
Without the tranquilizing pills to use, he had not communicated with the traitors from the fifth realm for a long time in order to keep his mind alert and energetic.
"The black tortoise is the closest, let's see if it's awake."
With a thought, he established a connection with the black tortoise again.
Immediately, he was shocked by a scene.
He had not communicated with the Black Turtle since he was promoted to the Innate Realm on Bingyan Island. Suddenly, he discovered that the unknown broken land where the Black Turtle was hiding actually appeared under another broken land!
The weather is not good tonight. There is no full moon hanging in the sky and no stars shining.
A small piece of broken land is located in the thick clouds, suspended below a larger piece of broken land. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the small broken land undergoes obvious changes, and there is a rumbling sound deep in the earth.
A ray of golden light, as if being sucked by the small broken ground, was being forcibly pulled out from the bottom of the large broken ground above.
On the surface of the large broken ground, mountains and rivers were collapsing, and deep gullies were forming in the earth.
"call out!"
The golden light from the large broken land quietly disappeared into the depths of the earth's core of the small broken land. Only a bare stone peak in the small broken land suddenly shone with a faint golden light.
"Is it sucking... the mineral vein?"
Pang Jian, who guessed what had happened, was startled and his inner peace was broken, and he immediately lost contact with the black turtle.
Inside the cave, Pang Jian suddenly stood up from his cushion and walked around the room.
"Spiritual veins and mineral veins. Spiritual veins can breed spiritual stones, spiritual jade, and even spiritual crystals. Mineral veins, depending on their properties, can breed rare minerals such as golden obsidian, earth flame stone, and water spirit stone. They are all rare resources for cultivation."
"The Black Turtle, named the Spirit of the Earth, can actually suck up the mineral veins from other broken lands!"
"It seems to be lurking in the Broken Land, but it turns out that it can control the Broken Land and use it to find mineral veins and absorb them! Its creation of the blessed land and its own breakthrough and advancement seem to depend on this."
Like Pang Jian who discovered the New World, his mood, which had been gloomy for a long time, suddenly brightened up a little.
After a while, he calmed down and sensed the black turtle again.
This time, he saw the small piece of broken land had sneaked away from the clouds below.
Pang Jian suddenly realized that a thin golden vein had disappeared in the large broken ground above.
From now on, the mines in that piece of broken land will no longer produce metallic ores.
At this moment, the black tortoise that had absorbed a mineral vein became drowsy again. It did not even have a good communication with Pang Jian, and took the initiative to cut off the connection with Pang Jian.
“Is this a way for it to evolve?”
Pang Jian was secretly surprised.
That night, he was thinking about the wonders of the Erosion Vine and the Black Turtle, and did not concentrate on meditation.
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The next day, early morning.
Han Ting knocked on his stone door early in the morning, raised a token proudly, and said, "I got a new token, and I came here specially to bring you to the meeting!"
The sun is rising, and the rays of light are shining down.
In the Yuanmang broken land, the towering mountains seemed to be shrouded in golden divine light.
Pang Jian stepped out of the cave, looked at Han Ting with a golden glow on her face, took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, and nodded slightly.
The rally was about to start, but Luo Hongyan still hadn't shown up. He was still in a depressed state.
"It's either the blood moon or the Yinling Temple..."
He suspected that Luo Hongyan disappeared because of these two major sects.
He wanted to participate in the rally to see how the people from Blood Moon and Yinling Temple would treat him.
In this way, we can judge who is targeting Luo Hongyan and his people, and confirm the identity of the enemy.
"Little brother."
Gao Yuan, who had not slept all night, pushed open the door of the cave with a worried frown. Looking at the hot Han Ting, who appeared in front of Pang Jian's door so early in the morning, he was no longer in the mood to tease.
Like Pang Jian, Luo Hongyan's disappearance also put him under great pressure.
Gao Yuan was worried that Jiu Yuan would no longer care about the siblings' identities and would find an excuse or arrange someone to kill him.
After all, Luo Hongyan killed Lingyun Sanren, and Pang Jian chopped off Zhu Yuanxi's head, and both of them had a good relationship with Jiuyuan.
He, as a boatman, took the siblings on a voyage.
"Your sister?"
Gao Yuan asked.
Pang Jian shook his head.
Gao Yuan sighed and retreated back into his cave, showing no interest in the gathering.
Pang Jian didn't pay any attention to him. Instead, he stood in the stone corridor in front of the cave, watching a number of wandering cultivators walk out of the caves on his left and right sides one after another.
Some of the independent cultivators knew each other well, and they started chatting as soon as they came out of the cave, with expectant looks on their faces.
Some of the wandering cultivators had an indifferent look on their faces. As soon as they left the cave, they climbed up the stone steps to the top of the first peak.
Pang Jian looked around and up and down and found that the people living on the lower floors had also left the cave, holding a token for attending the meeting, and went up the mountain along different stone steps.
In the distance, many independent cultivators who did not settle in the First Peak but stayed in Yunfan or in the secluded valleys in the mountains also gathered towards the First Peak from all directions.
Above Pang Jian's head, in the caves above the nineteenth floor, there were also many young people in luxurious clothes, talking loudly as they left.
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Today this book has finally been classified and has a chief editor who strongly recommends it, so... there will be four updates!
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