Half a day later, a ship from the Qi family that happened to be anchored nearby came by and picked up Pang Jian and his party.
After two days of sailing, Yunfan arrived at Xuefeng City.
After politely declining the warm hospitality of the Qi family, everyone, exhausted from their time in the forbidden area, went into the houses arranged by the Qi family to rest.
"The alien god with a human face and a spider body, the alien god in the form of a giant wooden man, and the alien god with a dark yellow flag and a dark bat, did not cause any bloody disaster in Xuanyou Continent."
Pang Jian in the room felt puzzled.
From Qi Pinghai, the head of the Qi family, they learned that none of the foreign gods who had left appeared in the Xuanyou Continent.
Very abnormal.
The Qi family also said that the most horrific tragedy in Xuanyou Continent occurred in the Qi Ling Forbidden Land.
Because the leader of the Yinling Temple and the leader of the Blood Moon both died in the forbidden area.
This spontaneous combustion caused a sensation in the third realm.
All sects and independent cultivators have regarded the Spiritual Prayer Forbidden Land as the most terrifying forbidden area and will never allow anyone to set foot there again.
Blood Moon and Yin Ling Temple are currently recalling all the elders in the Concentration Realm and the guardians in the Profound Cave Realm back to the sect.
Many of the indigenous inhabitants of Xuanyou Continent are leaving on cloud sails, fearing that the alien gods escaping from the forbidden area will cause bloodshed on this continent.
Everyone was in a state of panic, all worried that the alien god would cause trouble, but nothing happened.
After Luo Hongyan, those strange gods who broke through the forbidden area’s sky curtain also disappeared, as if they had vanished out of thin air.
"Where did you go?"
Pang Jian thought hard but couldn't find the answer.
So he hung the sword order around his waist, ready to wait for the sword tower to take him there.
In this room specially arranged by the Qi family, he concentrated his mental energy day and night, trying to control more spiritual awareness.
During this period, he kept in touch with the black turtle and the small tree.
The small trees in the Yunze are still growing in an orderly manner. The quiet-loving black tortoise is still huddled in the rocky ground, using the broken ground as its outer skin to absorb the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in the sea of clouds.
Occasionally, the Black Turtle would express the idea that the underground spiritual veins needed more spiritual jade.
At this time, Pang Jian could only sigh helplessly.
The astronomical amount of spiritual jade that Black Turtle desires is also a problem for him.
After the aliens from the fifth realm successfully ascended to heaven, he couldn't directly ask Yu Xin of the Celestial Clan for various expensive materials.
This day.
“Crash!”
He took out Yang Rui's bracelet, and took out all the collections, including the spiritual jade and spiritual stones, and screened them one by one.
After thinking for a while, he laid out the black iron rod he had obtained from the stone pillar, as well as the leaves and animal skins of the two evil cultivators.
"Except for the Lingyu, everything else can be sold, but I don't know how much it can be exchanged for."
After hesitating for a moment, he stepped out of the room and mentioned it to Zhou Qingchen under the pretext of wanting to sell spiritual materials.
Zhou Qingchen immediately went to communicate with the head of the Qi family.
When he came back, he said, "North of the city, Dark Cloud Pavilion."
"Thank you, Brother Zhou."
That evening, Pang Jian came alone to the north of Xuefeng City and came to a shop called Anyun Pavilion.
He laid out all the spiritual materials he was planning to sell, including Yang Rui's storage bracelet.
Half an hour later, he had nine thousand more spirit jades in his hand.
However, the other party refused to accept the black iron rod, as well as the leaves and animal skins of the two evil cultivators, and were taken back by Pang Jian.
After Pang Jian left, the leader of the Dark Cloud Pavilion summoned Han Zhiyuan and told him that Pang Jian had been there.
"Don't worry about him."
Han Zhiyuan replied coldly.
…
A few days later.
"jingle!"
The sword order hung on Pang Jian's waist suddenly made a strange sound.
“So soon?”
Pang Jian, who was not yet prepared, had no intention of being taken back to the Sword Tower immediately, but he still gritted his teeth and held the sword order.
The next moment, a reckless voice came from the sword in his hand.
"Disciple, take my sword!"
As this sound was spoken, the sword in Pang Jian's hand became so sharp that every edge seemed to be piercing his hand.
It was also at this moment that Pang Jian keenly noticed that the back of the bronze plate hanging against his skin suddenly became smooth.
The four words "Gate of Purgatory" that appeared due to being pierced by numerous void cracks were actually hidden inside the bronze plate.
All the mysteries hidden in the bronze medal have been restrained!
"I… "
Pang Jian opened his mouth.
A domineering sword intent flowed along his palm and suddenly escaped into his Dantian spiritual sea.
"Chaos Sea!"
"Sun, moon, stars, ice, lightning, earth fire, tsk tsk!"
"Hey, the foundation was laid by the Hutian Yangqi Jue!"
"I found a treasure this time!"
"Qi Qingsong has made great contributions to our Sword Tower! He deserves a reward, a huge reward!"
He has thick bones, and his facial features and body are also huge. His fat and huge body is full of power, and he wears a loose blue robe.
Although both are fat, he is more than one size bigger than Han Duping. However, because his facial features are big, he does not look wretched at all. Instead, he is full of domineering and rough masculine charm.
"My good disciple, let me take another look at your sea of consciousness!"
He laughed wildly in Pang Jian's spiritual sea.
Another sword intent condensed from soul breath escaped from the sword in Pang Jian's hand and went straight to Pang Jian's sea of consciousness.
"Middle stage of the Profound Cavern Realm, Divine Sense... One hundred and thirty-six? Did I see that right? One hundred and thirty-six, damn it? Haha! Hahahaha!"
Another fat man in blue clothes, floating in Pang Jian's sea of consciousness, was also laughing unscrupulously.
"The Chaos Sea, plus one hundred and thirty-six strands of divine consciousness! From now on, you are my last disciple!"
"As long as you're still alive, I won't accept any more disciples. Well, with you as my disciple, I can give an explanation to the Sword Tower."
Two big fat men in blue clothes were laughing weirdly and wantonly in Pang Jian's Dantian Spirit Sea and his Sea of Consciousness respectively.
After laughing, the two fat men in blue clothes suddenly looked up together.
Pang Jian felt that his left and right eyes were looking at two identical fat men, but they were made of spiritual power and soul breath respectively.
"You have already cultivated to the Dongxuan realm with the Hutian Yangqi Jue. It would be a pity to stop halfway."
The two fat men in blue clothes stroked their chins and thought.
Pang Jian hesitated for a moment, and said in his mind: "The Hutian Yangqi Jue I got can only be cultivated to the Concentrated Spirit Realm."
"It doesn't matter. The Hutian Sect was destroyed by the Sword Tower. We have subsequent cultivation techniques. You know what, the sword techniques and killing techniques of our Sword Tower are too radical and extreme. They seem to be a good combination when combined with the orthodox Hutian Yangqi Jue."
The fat man in blue pondered.
Pang Jian was stunned.
The Hutian Sect, the sect that created the Hutian Yangqi Jue, was actually destroyed by the Jianlou
"I also practiced the Great Creation Saint Body, which is also a residual technique..."
Pang Jian whispered again.
"Hehe, what a coincidence, the Creation Sect was also destroyed by our Sword Tower."
The fat man in blue grinned strangely: "If it were someone else, and he dared to practice such a complicated spiritual secret technique, I would not recognize this disciple! But you were born with the Chaos Sea, which makes you suitable for practicing all kinds of things!"
"You can practice these spells at will. If you can't find any spells later, I can get them for you."
"Well, I need to think about what sword moves I should teach you. Your Chaos Sea is not suitable for practicing my swordsmanship."
"… "
He talked to himself for a while, and suddenly laughed strangely: "Boy, how many confidantes do you have now?"
Pang Jian was stunned for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "What kind of confidante?"
"It's the woman I slept with!"
The two fat men in blue clothes laughed.
Pang Jian fell silent after hearing this.
“That won’t do!”
He was slightly dissatisfied and said seriously: "As my apprentice, the most important thing is to be consistent with my character. Your master and I have many confidantes from all walks of life. You can't let me down in this regard!"
"By the way, Li Yuqing, that little girl, are you planning to sleep with her?"
"Oh, I also learned from that girl that there is an alien god from another world named Luo Hongyan, and he has a special relationship with you."
"As for this foreign god, if you really want it, Master, I can help you a little."
"Strange God? Tsk tsk, your master hasn't even tried it."
The fat man in blue clapped his legs and laughed.
Pang Jian had a dull expression on his face. He stared at the two fat men in blue who had appeared wantonly in his sea of consciousness and sea of spirit. He asked uncertainly, "Are you really the... owner of the Sword Tower?"
“Isn’t this nonsense?”
The fat man smiled coldly and said domineeringly: "In the Purgatory World, few people dare to pretend to be me! Few of the true gods in the First World dare to say that they can definitely defeat me. When I become a god, I will pierce through this world and see who is restricting us so much!"
"Okay, I've seen it and said it. You can come back to the Sword Tower to see me anytime."
"I'll have to think about it for a while to see what kind of sword technique I should give you to practice, or... I can open up a completely new sword technique for you."
The two fat men in blue clothes reentered the Sword Order.
Pang Jian, holding the sword order, sat in the room for a long time, still feeling uneasy.
So he knocked on Zhao Yuanqi's door in the middle of the night.
Under the silver-haired girl's vigilant gaze, he gritted his teeth and asked, "What kind of person is the owner of the Sword Tower?"
Zhao Yuanqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thought about the description of the Red Mountain Sect Master, and said solemnly: "I heard that this man is suave and handsome, so there are beauties from all walks of life who have maintained close relationships with him."
Pang Jian's face turned dark, feeling that he had been fooled, and thought that the fat man in blue must not be the owner of the Sword Tower!
However, if he was not the owner of the Sword Tower, who else could use a mere sword order to transmit two miraculous sword intents through the air into his sea of consciousness and sea of spirit
"My sect's leader Liu has a very high opinion of that host..."
Zhao Yuanqi hesitated for a few seconds and whispered, "I heard that the backer behind our Red Mountain is the Sword Tower of the Second Realm."
Pang Jian was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is your sect leader a man or a woman?"
"Sect Master Liu's real name is Liu Lingyun, so of course she is a woman."
Zhao Yuanqi said.
"Oh, excuse me."
Pang Jian bowed and left.
…
(End of this chapter)