A gathering place for several independent cultivators.
"Boom! Crack!"
When they were being bombarded by thunder and lightning, Pang Jian, who arrived a step late, rushed in again with a thin green shield on his head.
On the first day, the casual cultivator who had reminded Pang Jian that he should keep the barrier released for a long time looked at Pang Jian with horror.
He didn't expect that when they were inexplicably attacked by a white crane, a freak like Pang Jian would break in on his own.
“Swish!”
He clearly saw that lightning penetrated the green shield that Pang Jian had cast and struck Pang Jian.
First there were one or two, then two or three, and then... Pang Jian's spiritual energy barrier suddenly collapsed.
His skin and flesh emitted a faint silver glow, and his body was surrounded by numerous lightning bolts. He endured the bombardment of lightning with a grimace.
"This person..."
The look in the eyes of the casual cultivator Qin Le seemed to say that Pang Jian might have something wrong with his brain.
After a moment.
The exhausted white crane concentrated the free lightning around it at one point and looked at Pang Jian with a malicious look.
It flew away again.
"Shh! Shhh!"
Pang Jian's eyes, where tiny lightning was still moving above his silver-like cortex, suddenly lit up.
There seemed to be a flash of lightning in the depths of his pupils.
“Got it!”
Deep in his spiritual sea, thin strands of lightning were converging towards one place.
The lightning and thunder gathered together, and gradually formed the outline of a lightning vortex.
The small lightning vortex was not explosive or violent enough because there was not much lightning at the moment, and it was obvious that it had not yet truly condensed.
Pang Jian suddenly had a feeling that when this thunder vortex was successfully formed, his state of mind, which had been stagnant for a long time, would be broken through.
"Brother..."
As soon as Qin Le opened his mouth, he suddenly noticed that there was a sword-shaped token hanging around the waist of Pang Jian, who looked to be in a very miserable state.
"Sword Tower!"
Qin Le's expression suddenly changed.
Only then did he realize that Pang Jian, who had come with him on the same cloud sail from an unknown broken land, was actually a disciple of the Sword Tower.
"Sword Tower!"
The few wandering cultivators who were traveling with him were all shocked when they noticed the token.
At the same time, there was a hint of hidden resentment and disgust in his eyes.
Recently, they had encountered people from the Demon Sect and the Black Valley several times in the basin. They still remembered clearly the way those disciples who came down from the second realm treated them.
"Let's go."
One of them signaled Qin Le with his eyes, thinking that if he couldn't afford to offend him, he should just stay away and have less contact with people from the second realm.
Qin Le nodded in understanding, said nothing more, and left immediately with those people.
He didn't even say that he came here with Pang Jian, riding on Wang Ying's Yunfan.
After a while.
Pang Jian regrouped and glanced in the direction where Bai He disappeared, and excitedly wanted to continue chasing him.
Suddenly, he felt the bronze door-shaped pendant under his chest and clothes was slightly hot.
This most mysterious bronze medal has not shown any abnormalities for a long, long time.
Pang Jian was shocked, thinking that the last beehive nurtured by the bronze medal might show some miracles.
He took out the bronze medal and squinted at it.
There was not a single crack on the front of the bronze door, and he could not see the "strange fog" floating inside the door, nor could he see the beehive hanging in the depths of the thick fog.
"strangeness… "
Muttering to himself, he flipped it over casually.
A clear mark suddenly appeared on the extremely smooth back of the bronze medal!
The mark was right at the top of the back of the bronze door. Pang Jian was puzzled as to when it appeared.
"Could it be that one of the lightning bolts that struck earlier struck the top of the bronze plate, causing a scratch?"
After careful consideration, Pang Jian felt that the intensity of the lightning was not enough to leave a single scratch on this magical bronze plate.
"Something's not right. We need to be a little more careful next time."
Thinking of this, he chased in the direction of Bai He again, continuing to seek his breakthrough opportunity.
A few hours later.
A group of Black Valley disciples gathered in a swamp and also noticed the appearance of the White Crane.
"The white crane that Lu Xiangyi mentioned! That's it!"
"Everyone be careful, this white crane attacks everyone, it can cause thunder and lightning!"
"Damn it, it finally came!"
The disciples of Heigu shouted loudly, and summoned their spiritual power shields, ready to resist Baihe's attack.
The same thing happened again.
The white crane roared high above everyone's heads, attracting the thunder and lightning that were wandering nearby and gathering them to the location of the Black Valley disciples below.
Then…
A tall young man in black came rushing all the way from afar as if he was going to a place, and fearlessly broke into the thundering and dangerous land that it had just created.
Under the lightning that was striking all over the sky, the black-clothed boy whom it hated the most endured it with a grimace.
However, there was a gleam of excitement in his eyes that made it extremely uncomfortable.
"Swish! Chila! Boom!"
Thunder roared and lightning flashed everywhere.
Pang Jian, who cast the Qingyao Gangzhao, deliberately released as much lightning as he could withstand. While he silently welcomed the lightning with his body in the "Phantom Bone Realm", he was also paying attention to the abnormality of the bronze plate on his chest.
The exploding thunder and lightning continued into the middle period.
“Swish!”
One of the lightning bolts did not look much different from all the other lightning bolts, but it made Pang Jian, who was always alert, notice something unusual.
That dazzling lightning not only contained violent thunder power, but also seemed to cut through the void.
Deep in the thunder and lightning, an extremely tiny crack suddenly appeared, and inside the crack was a spooky "strange fog".
"It's not lightning, it's an abnormal space wave!"
Just as Pang Jian was horrified, the strange lightning that he noticed instantly penetrated the green shield he had cast out.
This became the only abnormal lightning that was not released intentionally by him, but could easily break his shield!
The lightning struck his chest, and the bronze plate under his clothes disappeared.
It looked like the many lightning bolts that struck and hit Pang Jian.
But Pang Jian knew it was not the same.
The thunder and lightning finally disappeared.
Under the bombardment of this wave of thunder and lightning, two Black Valley disciples with weaker realms fell to the ground with their bodies stiff.
Tiny flashes of lightning were flickering in the corners of their eyes, and it seemed they were doomed to die.
Pang Jian, who was already accustomed to this, saw the white crane flying away and chased after it without saying a word.
The surviving Black Valley disciples did not show even the slightest sadness due to the death of their companions. Instead, they took out the pill and swallowed it indifferently, then looked at the place where Pang Jian disappeared.
"He is the outer disciple of the Sword Tower that Lu Xiangyi mentioned."
"Well, his name is Luo Yuan, and he has been chasing Bai He recently."
"Or rather, he was chasing thunder and lightning."
The disciples of Heigu had long known through the jade talismans they exchanged with each other that there was an outer disciple of Jianlou named Luo Yuan who had been keeping a close eye on Baihe.
This person was often drowned by the explosive lightning created by the vicious White Crane.
"Weird fellow."
After a brief exchange, the few of them tore off their companions' storage bags and divided up their collections on the spot.
Ten miles away.
Pang Jian stopped and when he saw that there was no one around, he took out the bronze door pendant from under his clothes.
After turning it over, he indeed saw the second scratch!
"A special lightning bolt, with a thin crack hidden inside, pointing to the thick and strange fog..."
Pang Jian seemed to be thinking about something.
Afterwards, he continued to wander around the Yunlei Forbidden Land on his own, always searching for the white crane that was full of malice towards everyone.
Sometimes, he and the other cultivators endured the wrath of thunder together.
Sometimes, he and the disciples of the Demon Sect, Black Valley, and Tianshuize were submerged by the thunder caused by the white crane.
He soon discovered that the thunder and lightning in the basin did not become more concentrated as he went deeper into the basin.
In some marginal areas, the lightning pulled by the evil white crane can also be extremely terrifying and can help the white crane kill practitioners.
When Pang Jian was enduring the violent bombardment of thunder, he would occasionally see a special lightning with a strange crack hidden inside.
Such lightning would break the spiritual power barrier he had cast and would penetrate into the bronze plate he was wearing, injecting a beam of light containing the power of space into it.
Immediately, a new scratch appeared on the back of the bronze medal.
This day.
Standing among the charred corpses of three innate realm cultivators, Pang Jian looked at the two words engraved on the back of the bronze plate, and his mind was shocked.
The special lightning that he had been absorbing recently formed lines of scratches on the back of the bronze plate, outlining two clear words.
—Purgatory!
The world he lives in is called Purgatory, and is divided into five worlds.
The word "Purgatory" on the back of the bronze medal only occupies half of the back, and it seems that two fonts have not been successfully reproduced.
Pang Jian was filled with great curiosity and was deeply attracted by the word "Purgatory". He continued to move around in the Yunlei Forbidden Land, chasing the evil white crane.
Two days later.
There was an extra character "之" after the word "Purgatory" on the back of the bronze medal, which made Pang Jian even more excited.
"Almost there is one word missing. This should be the real name of the bronze medal!"
Four days later.
Pang Jian, who was standing among the corpses of another group of casual cultivators, lifted up his clothes again, took out the bronze plate and turned it over.
The word "door" was finally revealed.
—The Gate of Purgatory!
Bronze medal, the real name reappears in the world!
Pang Jian finally understood the real name of the bronze door-shaped bronze plate that could send him to the location of the Black Turtle, the Erosion Vine, and the Dark Anaconda, and allow him to ignore the layers of purgatory.
The Gate of Purgatory is truly perfect in its shape and function!
"So, this is your real name. You are actually called Purgatory Gate."
Excited Pang Jian held the bronze plate and looked at it over and over again. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that this bronze plate called "Gate of Purgatory" contained endless mysteries.
The word "door" explains the mystery of the bronze medal, giving Pang Jian the power to communicate with all walks of life.
The word "Purgatory" made Pang Jian feel that this bronze plate could allow him to travel through this world.
…
These past two days, Lao Ni was in HLBE, Inner Mongolia, attending a friend's wedding.
Damn, I got drunk like a bitch~
I can update it only because... I have saved some articles~
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(End of this chapter)