Yinling Temple.
In the dark cave, the leader Yin Yiqing's pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes flashed with deep cold light.
Around the ghost altar, which occupied a large area, there were all kinds of spiritual materials collected by the great cultivators of the Concentrated Spirit Realm. At this moment, he looked at a familiar "Ghost Order" and sighed, "Old Lou..."
An elder at the Concentrated Spirit Realm level is a pillar of any sect, and he was saddened by Lou Yunming’s death.
"Master, how should we arrange these spiritual materials and artifacts that we obtained through trading?"
Han Zhiyuan asked with a bitter look on his face.
"Handle it yourself, and don't let anyone know that we are still in contact with Pang Jian."
Yin Yiqing frowned slightly and said cautiously: "The total price of these materials is actually slightly higher than what we estimated for Pang Jian, but it is more troublesome to handle."
If people knew that the relics of Jiu Yuan, Liang Ying and others were being sold by the Yin Ling Temple, it would eventually lead to criticism.
"Don't worry, I have experience in this area."
Han Zhiyuan said in a deep voice.
Yin Yiqing said "hmm", then looked at Dong Tianze who had fallen from the ghost altar. After thinking for a while, he said, "Later, you don't need to practice hard all the time. You can leave and look for your opportunity. By the way, you should also dismantle this ghost altar and take it with you."
Dong Tianze, who was in a depressed mood, stared at the ghost altar in front of him for a moment, then nodded slightly.
Han Zhiyuan asked curiously, "What's the excuse?"
"When the alien race invaded Yuanmang, we arranged for people to rush to Yuanmang. The power within the sect was empty, so he took the opportunity to escape."
Yin Yiqing made up an excuse and said coldly, "The Fourth Realm is in turmoil, and alien races have appeared in the Third Realm. The signs of chaos have already appeared. No one cares about these trivial matters."
Han Zhiyuan understood and said, "I understand."
Yin Yiqing pointed a finger at the ground.
The storage bracelet belonging to Lou Yunming, including some miscellaneous items such as the "Yin Ling Staff", instantly escaped into the bracelet.
The bracelet also floated towards Dong Tianze and landed on his arm. Yin Yiqing said, "We have lost an elder. I hope you will practice diligently and reach the Dongxuan realm as soon as possible."
The Lieyang Sect has Yang Rui, the Xueyue Sect has Fang Boxuan, but their Yinling Temple does not have a particularly outstanding leader at the moment.
Dong Tianze, who came from the lower world, was, in the eyes of Yin Yiqing and Han Zhiyuan, an elite rookie who could stand shoulder to shoulder with these two geniuses.
However, there is a key condition to become such a person - one must be promoted to the Dongxuan realm before the age of twenty.
Only in this way can one be called a true child of destiny.
"Thank you, Master."
Dong Tianze bowed and began to dismantle the ghost altar in front of the two leaders.
He secretly made up his mind that as soon as he left the Yinling Temple, he would use the Phoenix Mark on his forehead to search the entire Third Realm for people with Phoenix Marrow hidden in their bodies, and use the power of death of the "Divine Guard" to strengthen himself.
"I'll go and make arrangements for the follow-up."
Yin Yiqing flew away from the cave.
Ten days later.
In the Yinling Temple where Dong Tianze left, deep in a majestic and eerie hall, the extremely suppressed and sharp roar of the leader Yin Yiqing echoed in every corner of the hall like the cries of thousands of ghosts in hell.
“Swish!”
The whistling sound was like a carving knife, leaving many deep scratches on the iron stone walls in the hall.
Next to a black stone pillar covered with countless scribbles and talismans, the skinny and shriveled body of Deputy Leader Han Zhiyuan was also shaking violently.
"Pang Jian!"
The two leaders' devil-like howling sounds could rupture a person's eardrums.
They had just learned the latest news that the person who killed Lou Yunming in Yuanmang Broken Land was not some alien beast at all, but Pang Jian who had traded with them a while ago!
The murderer Pang Jian used the ghost altar of An Gui and Lao Lou's relics to exchange for many spiritual jades!
The two leaders felt that they had been fooled in the most malicious way!
Compared with Lou Yunming's death, Pang Jian's despicable practice of taking advantage of the information asymmetry and conducting subsequent transactions in the Ghost Altar was a greater insult to them!
"This kid, this kid thinks we are all fools!"
Han Zhiyuan was so angry that his whole body was shaking and his bones seemed to be falling apart.
"If he dares to show up again, even if he is a disciple of the Sword Tower, I will not allow him to reach the Sword Tower alive!"
Yin Yiqing snarled.
…
During the day, the scorching sun hangs high in the sky.
The rocky and broken land hidden deep in the thick clouds has long been far away from Yuanmang. Pang Jian was not in a hurry to part ways with Xuangui, but practiced hard day and night in the depths of Yunhuang.
"Strange, I still can't control my consciousness and fail to successfully advance to the middle stage of the Profound Cave Realm."
Pushing open the door of the wooden house, Pang Jian stood in the misty forest.
There is no need to focus your eyes, as long as others are in the Rock and Broken Ground, the "demigod" vision will always exist.
As soon as he thought about it, the entire broken land came into his mind.
"Why."
He sighed softly.
In the past ten days, he has been trying to control his spiritual consciousness and seek a new round of breakthroughs in his realm.
But after trying for a long time, there were a total of 128 strands of spiritual consciousness wandering in his sea of consciousness, but not a single one could be pried open by him, and could not flow according to his will.
Compared to the rapid progress of his realm when Yuan Mang was breaking the earth, his realm has stagnated now that he has free time to concentrate on practicing.
"Maybe my breakthrough a while ago was too fast, and I need some time to settle down and calm my heart."
He could only comfort himself in this way.
Standing in front of the wooden house built by the former casual cultivator, he was dejected for a moment, then he focused his attention a little.
With a thought, he went to feel the situation of the Fourth Realm's Destiny Shattered Land, wanting to see if Xiaoshu had met with the members of the Wood Clan.
He saw that in all directions of the Tianyun Shattered Land, the leader of the Wood Tribe, who had been secretly helped by him to escape, and dozens of Wood Tribe members were all busy.
The Wood Tribe members were filled with excitement and joy. They scattered the tree seeds they carried with them all over the broken land.
Some members of the Wood Tribe planted trees in Tianyun City, some on the edge of the Broken Land, and some in the towns between Tianyun City and the Broken Land.
After Pang Jian and Xiao Shu established a connection, they could keenly perceive the locations of all the Wood Clan members, their joys and sorrows, and even their thoughts and ideas.
He can actually listen to the voices of the Wood Tribe members!
“What a wonderful feeling…”
He understood it more and more seriously.
He soon realized that when he established a connection with the tree, the perspective he could see was not as deep and detailed as when he was on the rocky ground.
He could not sense the movement of things, could not go deep into the earth, and could not see the land where there were no trees.
He was also unable to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, could not sense the fluctuations of qi and blood in the body of the ferocious beast, and could not gain a detailed insight into the situation outside the Broken Earth.
In the Tianyun Shattered Land, he did not have the ability to "unite the world".
However, when it comes to the Wood Clan, he can listen to their voices.
All his feelings came from the feelings of the Yunze Erosion Vine.
This also fully demonstrates that the small tree, which is regarded as the pillar of faith by the Wood Clan, is indeed a transcendent existence comparable to a god when facing the members of the Wood Clan.
After careful observation, he also discovered that every member of the Wood Tribe had a strange connection with himself... that is, the little tree.
All the members of the Wood Tribe active in the Tianyun Shattered Land had their mental energy absorbed by the little tree through these strange connections.
The little tree seemed to be using this to increase its spiritual wisdom.
This discovery shocked Pang Jian.
Because of the arrival of the Wood Tribe members, and because the tree and flower seeds have spread to every corner of Tianyun’s land, the little tree’s own strength is slowly increasing.
Then, while the little tree irrigated the Wood Clan members with life energy to nourish them, it also obtained soul energy from their bodies.
The Erosion Vine and the Wood Clan members do complement each other and are mutually beneficial.
They just clicked naturally.
Next, Pang Jian observed the trees, flowers and plants scattered throughout the Tianyun Fragment.
He discovered that most of the war-loving ferocious beasts, led by the black giant peng bird, had disappeared in the Tianyun Shattered Land.
The native beasts from the fourth realm that are still living in the Broken Land are also ruled by the beasts from the third realm.
Along with the members of the Wood Clan, the ferocious beasts that descended to Tianyun together all obeyed the orders of the Wood Clan.
It seems that the Tianyun Shattered Land is under the firm control of the Wood Clan. They regard the Tianyun Shattered Land as their base camp and want to build their new home with Tianyun as the foundation.
"Yes, the development is very good. It is worth my while to guide the Wood Clan to the Destiny Shattered Land."
After communicating with Xiaoshu for a while, Pang Jian cut off the connection.
His mind changed, and he noticed the dark anaconda of the fifth realm.
Immediately, he saw Yu Xin of the Celestial Clan, leading many ferocious beasts of other races, gathering beside the towering Tribulation Pillar.
He saw the strong man from the Sky Clan with eight pairs of wings, the Cyclops named A'man, the strong man from the Demon Scale Clan riding a winding silver-white bone dragon, and the strong man from the Ghost Clan squatting on a huge ghost ape.
All the powerful alien races gathered beside the Heaven-reaching Tribulation Pillar.
Among the countless broken bones, there are all kinds of evil weapons and many strange spiritual materials.
"Woo!"
The Cyclops named A'man suddenly roared.
Along with the roar, the pillar of calamity that reached the sky suddenly released a bright green divine light, illuminating the darkness for thousands of miles.
The mental connection between Pang Jian and the dark anaconda was immediately interrupted.
Before the interruption, he felt that the Dark Anaconda seemed to... faint.
"Useless stuff."
Pang Jian, who didn't see any further follow-up, snorted.
After continuously communicating with the small tree of the fourth realm and the traitor of the fifth realm, he glanced inward at his sea of consciousness and noticed that part of his spiritual consciousness seemed to have shrunk slightly.
After swallowing a tranquilizing pill, with the infusion of subtle powers to nourish it, those spiritual consciousnesses quickly filled up again.
The days that followed.
Pang Jian continued to stay in the rocky ground, seeking a breakthrough to the middle stage of the Profound Cave Realm, and tried to control the miraculous spiritual consciousness in various ways.
But there hasn't been much progress.
period.
Through the "demigod" vision of Hedao Broken Land, he noticed that there were many cloud sails heading towards the direction of Yuanmang Broken Land.
He immediately knew that the death of Old Monster Cao and the extinction of alien races and ferocious beasts must have spread in the third realm.
The gathering of external cloud sails allowed the practitioners from all parties trapped in Yuanmang to finally have flying spiritual tools to leave.
As the sails carrying the monks leave the Yuanmang Broken Land one by one, his name will also resound throughout the major broken lands.
—Including Xuanyou and Qiantian continents.
…
(End of this chapter)