The crane's wings, a vicious white crane covered with flames and holes, fell into the grass again.
Thick smoke was coming out of its entire body, its feathers seemed to be stained with magma and fire, and it emitted a pungent smell of sulfur.
It staggered, trying to stand up on its two long, thin crane legs, and wanted to spread its wings and fly high again.
But its two crane legs were now covered with scars and could not bear the weight of its body.
“Snap!”
It collapsed into the grass again.
"You little bastard! How dare you offend your Grandpa He? I won't let you go!"
It was still screaming and cursing.
Pang Jian arrived with a spear in hand.
Pang Jian, who saw that it was seriously injured and dying, flew down from above the silver spear and landed in front of it with the icy shield on top.
Pang Jian's left hand suddenly stretched out from the shield and grabbed its slender neck.
Pang Jian, who had had enough of it, slapped its furry cheeks on both sides of its pointed crane beak with his right hand, making a "pa pa" sound.
The fight was so fierce that sparks flew everywhere!
"You bastard!"
“Pah!”
"The untouchables of the underworld!"
“Pah!”
As long as it dared to utter a word, Pang Jian would slap its mouth hard, causing its beak to become deformed and the fur on both sides to become bald.
This evil white crane was slapped dozens of times by Pang Jian, and its beak was numb.
Finally, it, which had always been talking dirty, shut up obediently.
"You answer whatever I ask, got it?"
Pang Jian grabbed its neck, turned its eyes, which were filled with endless hatred, towards him, and asked, "Where are you from?"
The white crane, with no more strength left, hung its head and opened its mouth to shoot a stream of blood at Pang Jian.
"puff!"
The blood arrows pierced Pang Jian's shield but failed to penetrate it.
Pang Jian's face turned cold and he slapped Bai He a few more times, causing the foul-mouthed Bai He's neck to twist and he soon became dying.
"I come from... the Pure Land of Xirang. I am the divine crane of the Pure Land!"
It no longer dared to curse, but stared at Pang Jian with vicious eyes, and weakly whistled: "The master I serve is the new Holy Maiden of the Pure Land! She is the daughter of destiny, a cultivation prodigy that only appears once every thousand years in the Fourth Realm!"
"On the day she left the Fourth Realm, the spiritual faith of us birds, the skeleton of Master Tianfeng, suddenly disintegrated and chose her as the successor."
"Her Dantian Spiritual Sea has a natural lightning vortex, which is most suitable for practicing thunder magic!"
"That old Thunder Dragon, who deserved to die, attacked Lord Tian Feng as an accomplice, so Lord Tian Feng chose her. Lord Tian Feng wanted to help her become a god through the Great Thunder Road, and wanted her to kill the old Thunder Dragon and seize the Great Thunder Road that had been occupied for ten thousand years!"
"The master I serve is now famous because of the protection of the Pure Land, but it won't be long before her fame spreads throughout the layers of the Purgatory world!"
"My Lord..."
Bai He looked threatening with a fierce look in his eyes.
Pang Jian listened silently, frowned, and murmured: "There is a genius cultivator in the Fourth Realm, Leiwo Tiansheng. On the day he left the Fourth Realm, his Heavenly Phoenix Divine Bone suddenly disintegrated and shattered..."
"Boom! Boom!"
Pang Jian's heartbeat was like thunder.
It was holding the white crane's neck and because it was too excited, it accidentally used too much force.
"Ugh! Ugh!"
The white crane screamed and could no longer make a complete sound.
Pang Jian was breathing heavily, his eyes shone with a light that frightened Bai He. He looked at Bai He with a frightening expression and shouted, "What's the name of the master you serve?!"
The white crane, whose neck was slightly relaxed, screamed in fear and said a familiar name: "Pang, Pang Lin!"
Pang Jian was shocked.
He casually threw the dying white crane aside like garbage and looked up at the sky with mixed feelings.
There were clouds and mists lingering above his head, and his gaze seemed to penetrate everything, as if he was looking at the Xirang Continent of the First Realm.
Pang Lin is there!
"Surely, actually..."
Pang Jian, who was always taciturn and serious, grinned at the foggy sky.
"Ha ha!"
His breathing became heavy as he laughed, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and his laughter was like that of a ferocious beast that had been suppressed for so long, finally breaking free from the cage that bound his limbs and mind!
"I didn't expect that she, she..."
Pang Jian spoke incoherently in words that even he himself could not understand.
It turned out that the sister he had always been worried about was not only still alive, but had also become the saint of the Pure Land of Xiran and the owner of this white crane!
He also became the master of all the "Tianfeng Divine Guards" like Dong Tianze!
A heavy burden deep in his heart suddenly eased, making Pang Jian feel that the whole world had become wider and that every blade of grass and every tree in the world had become more beautiful.
"Little thief, are you scared? I..."
Bai He proudly wanted to say a few more threatening words.
Pang Jian was looking at the misty sky, but suddenly lowered his head. With a strange smile on his lips, he looked at Bai He with a weird look.
"Are you planning to take back the golden lightning you collected with your dry bones and present it to your master?"
Pang Jian asked with a pleasant expression.
His sudden change in attitude not only failed to reassure the white crane, but also made it somewhat suspicious.
Bai He said vigilantly: "Boy, you are just an outer disciple of the Sword Tower. You can't afford to offend me, let alone the master behind me!"
"Stop talking nonsense. I'm asking you if you want to dedicate it to your master?"
Pang Jian glared at it.
"yes!"
Bai He puffed out his chest slightly, showing a loyal attitude: "Only my master can analyze and refine the thunder and lightning contained in these golden lightnings. Her biggest enemy in this world is destined to be the old thunder dragon in the dragon cave, which is why Master Tianfeng chose her."
"My Lord!"
The white crane is about to sing praises again.
"Okay."
Pang Jian interrupted its meaningless chatter, squinted his eyes and looked at its extremely serious injuries, thought for a moment, and then pressed his right palm to the most serious part of the wound.
"You little bastard, I answered everything, but you still want to kill me!"
"I knew I couldn't escape death, and I'll curse you to death before I die!"
"Even if I die, the Pure Land will not let you go, and my master will certainly not let you go! Jianlou, Luoyuan, I will remember you!"
"… "
Bai He thought Pang Jian was going to kill him, so he was afraid that he might not curse a few more times before dying, so dirty words burst out like a fountain.
But this time, Pang Jian didn't slap it on the mouth.
"It's over, it's really over, he won't even fight me anymore, I'm really dead now..."
The white crane whimpered and prepared to die.
But found out…
A strange force containing the breath of vigorous life poured from Pang Jian's palm into the most serious part of the wound, connecting the broken meridians below the wound.
“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”
The life force as thick as water dissipated within its body along the wounds and immediately began to heal all its injured parts!
Bai He looked at Pang Jian blankly, at a loss, and stopped swearing.
After a moment.
After recovering a little, it suddenly shook its spirit and said complacently: "Haha, kid, you have figured it out, right? Now you know that the person behind me, He Ye, and the sect behind me, He Ye, are not people that a mere outer sect disciple of the Sword Tower can mess with!"
"It's not too late. After all, Master He is still alive. Master He, I will not bear grudges against you."
"You are also innocent because you are ignorant. Since you admit your mistakes and are able to correct them, I intend to let you off the hook and not hold you accountable for chasing after me, Master He."
It finally stood up slowly.
Some of its jet-black feathers fell to the ground, and due to the continuous infusion of life force and its own strangeness, it gave birth to new feathers.
"Luo Yuan, right?"
It was very satisfied with what Pang Jian had done. It narrowed its eyes and nodded proudly, saying kindly, "You are not bad, unlike those little bastards from the Demon Sect, Black Valley, and Tianshuize. When I, He Ye, return to the Pure Land and meet my master, I will say a few good words for you."
"In the future, if you have the opportunity to come to the Pure Land of the First World, you can introduce my name to Master He and say that you are my old friend in the lower world."
"But you are not allowed to talk too much about my master's name for now, and you are not allowed to mention it to anyone! My master's existence is a great secret of the Pure Land. This is also done to avoid angering the old dragon too early."
"… "
Bai He expressed satisfaction with Pang Jian's repaying evil with kindness.
Thinking back to how he led Pang Jian to the land of thunder punishment, causing the surrounding thunder to try to kill him twice, and now looking at Pang Jian's dedicated efforts to heal his injuries
Bai He felt a little guilty.
"Almost."
After the five strange divine leaves in the chest cavity turned yellow and green several times in succession, Pang Jian grabbed the two claws of the white crane and pushed it into the sky.
"You're such a bad-mouthed fellow, we'll meet again if we're lucky."
Pang Jian waved goodbye.
The white crane flapped its wings and found that it could fly in the sky again, so it also waved its wings arrogantly and said, "Luo Yuan, you are a good kid. If you can't stay in the Sword Tower, you can come to the Pure Land of Western Land to find me. I, your master, have my master's protection, so my words still carry a lot of weight in the Pure Land."
It flapped its wings and flew higher and higher.
Pang Jian narrowed his eyes and watched him go.
"There is a great conflict between her and the level 10 thunder dragon in the dragon cave. In the future, she will try to kill the thunder dragon to ascend to the true god. And as her brother, I will naturally help her with all my strength."
In Pang Jian's mind, the old thunder dragon hiding in the dragon cave immediately became a target that he had to eliminate.
As long as Thunder Dragon doesn’t die, Pang Lin cannot become a god, so he can only let Thunder Dragon die.
"Shh! Shh!"
After Bai He left, the power of the lightning on the lake surface gradually weakened.
After taking a quick glance, Pang Jian, who didn't want to have anything to do with the people from the Demon Sect and Black Valley, immediately flew off to find the independent cultivator Lei Kun.
Half an hour later.
When Ye Fei, Lu Xiangyi and other inner disciples from the upper realm rushed out from the lake one after another, they saw only a luxurious cloud sail with beautiful women flying around, setting sail from the Yunlei Forbidden Land.
…
ps: Lao Ni came back alive from Inner Mongolia, and was almost drunk to death by a group of burly men with an average height of 1.9 meters~~
I am weak and helpless, and I am begging for a monthly ticket to comfort me.
(End of this chapter)