Pang Jian was stunned.
He didn't expect that Dong Tianze's obsession with this matter would be so deep.
When he drank for the first time and was drunk, Dong Tianze asked this question again.
"Meteorite sea? An unknown broken land?"
Zhao Yuanqi and Fang Boxuan's eyes lit up slightly.
Dong Tianze, who was obviously drunk, didn't know whether he could survive this disaster, so he revealed the secret buried deep in his heart and exposed the unknown broken land.
"What a pity. I don't know if I can survive..."
Fang Boxuan sighed secretly.
So what if you know there is such a broken land
People are trapped in the "strange fog" and can never find a way out, so death is their end.
What is the meaning of cultivation level, fame, fortune, and status now
"Pang Jian!"
Dong Tianze raised his voice, glared at him angrily, and said sternly: "Now that things have come to this, do you still need to hide it?"
"No one knows what the future will be like. You and I will most likely die here. What else are you afraid to say?"
Dong Tianze asked angrily.
He became the first drunkard who lost himself in the moment, and his usual indifferent image was replaced by the madness in his bones.
Judging from his attitude, he was determined to ignore everything in his drunken state. As long as Pang Jian gave a bad answer, he would fight Pang Jian to decide his life or death on the spot.
"Dong boy, what are you making such a fuss about?"
Qi Qingsong snorted impatiently.
"This is a matter between Pang Jian and me. It has nothing to do with anyone else."
There was a fierce light flashing in Dong Tianze's eyes. He kept staring at Pang Jian, asking Pang Jian to answer his questions directly.
"You can't drink. If you don't know how to drink, then don't drink so much." Pang Jian said irritably.
"Stop talking nonsense! I just want to ask you, when you appeared in that sea of meteorites, are you planning to take it all for yourself?" Dong Tianze was furious and was not polite at all. He was ready to turn hostile immediately.
Pang Jian frowned and said in a deep voice: "Is this matter really so important to you?"
Dong Tianze said firmly: "Important!"
"I have no intention of keeping it all to myself, and I have not done anything on Black Iron Mountain."
Pang Jian gave the answer first, then thought for a moment and said, "As for the broken land you mentioned, I already knew about it. The person who chased you was a casual cultivator with scars all over his face? If I'm not mistaken, he followed you in by stepping on a zither, right?"
As soon as these words came out, Dong Tianze's face suddenly changed, and he looked at him in shock: "You, you..."
"Dong Tianze, the reason you can survive in that broken land is not because you are blessed by heaven, but because of another reason!"
"That's all I have to say. Think whatever you want."
Pang Jian said with a cold face.
Dong Tianze, who had already stood up, raised the jar of wine and drank it down, then suddenly sat down again.
He looked at Pang Jian opposite him with an extremely strange look, and his breathing gradually became heavy.
The scar-faced cultivator, with a guqin on his feet, chased him all the way to the nameless broken land.
The wandering cultivator was killed by his own hands, and the Phoenix Seal was refined and integrated by him, with which he was promoted to the middle stage of the Profound Cave Realm.
He is the only one in the world who knows about this!
Pang Jian, however, seemed to have witnessed the whole process and revealed the incident, and told him that he was not the first person to discover the nameless piece of land.
"Where was Pang Jian at that time? Since he already knew it, then I..."
Dong Tianze rubbed his hair, his mind was in a mess and he no longer had the courage to question.
At this time, he still had a vague feeling that the casual cultivator who was stepping on the guqin would be pinned to the ground, and it was not a sudden accident.
—Someone is secretly interfering!
"Could it be..."
Dong Tianze's knot in his heart was suddenly untied. He stopped drinking without restraint, lowered his head and stopped talking.
"Two strange guys..."
Fang Boxuan looked to the left and then to the right, completely confused.
"Stop talking about grudges and hatred, or we might end up fighting halfway." Qi Qingsong smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't call you all here to bring up old scores."
"Let's talk about something else." Zhou Qingchen said while chewing dried meat.
Then, everyone started talking more.
Under Qi Qingsong's persuasion, everyone who was confused about the future had more topics to talk about because of the effect of alcohol.
They began to talk about the ups and downs of the road of cultivation, the interesting stories within their respective sects, the secrets of the major sects in the first realm, and the legends of the four great spirit beasts of the Holy Spirit Continent.
The taciturn Zhao Yuanqi and the two self-abased outer disciples also joined in.
With the help of wine and meat, and more topics to talk about, the unfamiliarity among the group was diluted, and everyone's heavy mood gradually relaxed.
"I have a secret buried deep in my heart, and I have to tell it to you!"
Ye Fei from Black Valley attracted everyone's attention with a light shout.
When everyone looked over, this inner disciple of Black Valley suddenly looked at Lu Lingchan and asked seriously, "Junior Sister Lu, what is your total spiritual consciousness?"
Lu Lingchan was in a bad mood. She was the first one to drink and drank a lot. Her cheeks, as white as jade, were now flushed.
A wine-red halo appeared on her face and slender neck, making her look drunk.
As soon as Ye Fei said this, her eyes, which were hazy and misty due to the alcohol, suddenly showed a hint of unconcealable pride.
Lu Lingchan said calmly: "One hundred and twenty-four strands."
"One hundred and twenty-four!"
Guo Hongyuan, an outer disciple of the Sword Tower, smacked his lips and said, "No wonder you were accepted as a personal disciple by the Valley Master!"
Qi Qingsong's mouth was bitter, and he said enviously: "As far as I know, Wu Yuan, Chen Lushi from the Demon Sect, and Jiang Chao from Tianshuize have not reached 124."
"Wu Yuan is one hundred and twenty-two."
"Chen Lushi didn't exceed one hundred and twenty."
"Jiang Chao? He only has one hundred and twenty-one."
All three sentences came from Lu Lingchan's mouth.
She knew very well the total number of spiritual consciousnesses in the sea of consciousness of those proud talents of the Dongxuan Realm in the Second Realm, because someone had mentioned it to her more than once.
Even if she didn't want to remember, she remembered it all clearly.
"Ye Fei, why are you asking this?"
As she spoke, she glanced at everyone present, Qi Qingsong, Dong Tianze, Zhao Yuanqi, Zhou Qingchen, and Pang Jian.
In her opinion, if we only consider the total number of Dongxuan realm consciousness, let alone the people in front of her, even if we pull those people from the Demon Sect and Tianshuize together,
—There is no one who can fight.
The total amount of her spiritual consciousness is unrivaled among all others, overwhelming all the Dongxuan realms in the second world of the world. This is the source of her pride!
—This is also the reason why her master values her.
"There is a man who also came from the Sword Tower. He calls himself an outer sect disciple and his name is Luo Yuan. I once met him in the Cloud Thunder Forbidden Land."
"I used the Dragon Fish Mirror to take a peek at this person's sea of consciousness."
"Junior Sister Lu, I mean no disrespect to you, but his total spiritual awareness is one hundred and twenty-eight!"
Ye Fei said in a loud voice.
"One hundred and twenty-eight!"
"Luo Yuan, an outer disciple of the Sword Tower?"
"How is this possible?"
The drunk crowd immediately went into an uproar.
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. Really, I couldn't have imagined that someone would be so unknown in the Sword Tower after condensing a total of 128 strands of spiritual consciousness." Ye Fei looked at Qi Qingsong and said, "I asked Senior Brother Shen to ask you, and I also asked around secretly, but I really didn't hear his name."
He kept shaking his head and exclaimed: "This is the real god!"
Seeing Pang Jian looking at him strangely, he quickly stood up and bowed, smiling and saying, "Brother Pang, I don't mean anything else. You must be extraordinary to be the master's personal disciple."
"I just drank too much, so I brought out this person named Luo Yuan for everyone to discuss."
"Haha, if I have offended you, I will drink three cups as punishment!"
He immediately drank three glasses of wine and then sat down with a red face.
Afterwards, everyone maintained the existence of the spiritual energy shield and gathered on the stands on the third floor of the Sword Boat, continuing to drink and eat meat and chat freely.
While they were talking, one of the "living dead" from the Sword Tower and Black Valley on the deck died from time to time.
Those who have weak willpower and have given up deep down inside are not worth their attention.
Those people were not qualified to take the collected spiritual jades from the eleven of them to sustain their lives.
This day.
Guo Hongyuan, an outer sect disciple of the Sword Tower, and Qi Qingsong returned from the cabin below the Sword Boat.
"Senior Brother Han died in the cabin a long time ago."
Qi Qingsong's face was gloomy. He stared at the people in the stands and said, "The remaining spiritual jade should have been worth 31,000 yuan, but now there is not a single piece left."
"Someone took advantage of the chaos to enter the cabin and took away the spiritual jades."
"Senior Brother Han's death may have something strange going on! He had so many spiritual jades in his hands, it's unlikely that he would be so depressed that he would end his life so early!"
Guo Hongyuan also said in a deep voice: "We went down together, and I can confirm that we did not find those spiritual jades."
Pang Jian circulated his spiritual power to remove the alcohol from his body and looked at the person next to him with a puzzled look.
Others, like him, were also looking around and secretly doubting.
The meaning revealed in everyone's eyes was the same: Who was it that quietly entered the cabin of the sword boat, murdered Han Lu, and took the spiritual jade that was supposed to operate the sword boat for himself
"It's very simple. Just check everyone's storage bracelets and see how many spiritual jades are inside."
Fang Boxuan suggested.
"I have more than 30,000 Lingyu on hand, but I didn't do it." Lu Lingchan snorted and explained, "Before I came here, my master gave me 70,000 Lingyu."
"Seventy thousand..."
Ye Fei and Lu Lianchen from Heigu were shocked.
She thought to herself that the Valley Master really loved her like a mountain, giving her such a large amount of spiritual jade as soon as he said so.
"I have plenty of spiritual jades. There is no need to kill Han Lu. His death has nothing to do with me." Lu Lingchan said again.
"I don't have the ability to kill Han Lu." Zhou Qingchen stated, and then added: "Pang Jian and I have always been together, we have never been apart."
He said this to clear Pang Jian of suspicion.
"I never left the deck of the sword boat."
Zhao Yuanqi, who was dressed in black and had silver hair, said in a cold voice.
Qi Qingsong looked around, his eyes sweeping across everyone's faces one by one, confirming that Lu Lianchen, Ye Fei, Dong Tianze, Fang Boxuan, Zhou Qingchen, and even Zhao Yuanqi were not capable of killing Han Lu alone.
He felt that only he, Lu Lingchan, Pang Jian and Zhuang Yuyan had the ability to kill Han Lu.
Afterwards, he silently ruled out Lu Lingchan in his mind, then Pang Jian, and finally looked at Zhuang Yuyan.
"Senior Sister Zhuang, did you do this?"
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Getting up at 5 o'clock, it's not easy for a man who codes.
There is an update in the morning, and there are three chapters that day~~
(End of this chapter)