"Pang Jiangang said that he was the one who killed many of the Dark Ghost monks?"
Han Duping watched Pang Jian disappear, then suddenly turned his head to stare at Luo Hongyan, and shouted strangely, "Is this kid kidding us?"
Su Yuntian, He Rong, and Su Meng, who had pigtails, all looked incredulous.
From Luo Hongyan, they only knew that the dark ghost monks led by Hong Tai had set up a plan to attack them at the Black Water Pond.
Thanks to the sudden appearance of Ouyang Duanhai and the counterattack of a "black and white king python" on Hong Tai, the few people were able to escape in the chaos.
Luo Hongyan never really explained the fate of Hong Tai and those dark ghost practitioners, so they naturally didn't know either.
After Pang Jian and Zhou Qingchen returned, when they went to the top floor of Tianling Tower to break the formation, they actually said... It was him who killed all the dark ghost attackers except Hong Tai!
How is that possible
Everyone looked at Luo Hongyan for confirmation.
Zhou Qingchen, who had a stubbled face and was unkempt, had a strange look in his eyes. He seemed to believe it and asked curiously, "Miss Ning, is what he said true?"
"Um."
Luo Hongyan looked indifferent. She was still looking at the white tower, not even bothering to turn around. She said impatiently, "I forgot to tell you before that the 'Black and White King Python' that betrayed Hongtai did so because of Pang Jian's instigation."
"After you escaped, he lured the Dark Ghosts to the bottom of the Black Water Pond, and rode a giant python to kill everyone underwater."
"Except for Hong Tai, none of the other Dark Ghost attackers escaped."
Luo Hongyan stated the truth in a lighthearted manner.
Han Duping was stunned: "It's really him..."
"No wonder Sister Ning fell in love with him. It seems that he saved Sister Ning's life at the Black Water Pond!"
Su Meng suddenly understood.
Zhou Qingchen was thoughtful for a while, and couldn't help but sighed: "I didn't expect that the oath I made before leaving would be fulfilled by him."
"I am eager to break through the Marrow Cleansing Realm in order to find Hong Tai and those dark ghost attackers and avenge my dead companions."
"Pang Jian did what I was supposed to do without waiting for me to take action."
He knew that Pang Jian had a secret and admired many of Pang Jian's qualities, but he did not expect that after he and Han Duping had no choice but to escape, Pang Jian actually used Hong Tai's "Black and White King Python" to turn the tide and kill so many dark ghost monks.
Luo Hongyan curled her lips, her beautiful eyes showing disdain. She thought to herself, you are just a big talker, weren't you the first one to run away after something happened
She coughed lightly and added, "It also includes Dong Qianfeng, the one wearing a golden mask."
"Dong Qianfeng!"
Han Duping screamed, "Wasn't he expelled from the Lieyang Sect? How could he have wandered to the Fourth Realm and colluded with those people from the Dark Ghost?"
"The organization Dark Ghost recruits people who are not recognized by the seven major families and eliminated by the upper realm forces?" Zhou Qingchen was not surprised and said calmly: "The Lieyang Sect expelled him, and the Dong family did not dare to accept him again. With his cultivation level, it is too difficult to survive in the third realm, so he can only fall to the fourth realm."
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The fifth floor of the White Tower.
While everyone was discussing outside, Pang Jian stood in front of the huge skull again and picked up the dragon-patterned spear that was placed on the ground.
Inside the skull, the dark green spirit turtle no longer moved, but the numerous spirits and ghosts surrounding it continued to howl.
Pang Jian slowly closed his eyes.
The spiritual sea below his dantian suddenly set off a tide of spiritual power, and huge waves rose up like mountains, surging in the spiritual sea.
The essence of "Hutian Yangqi Jue" emerged in his mind. He carefully felt the abnormality in his body, the churning of the waves of spiritual power, and the gradual violentness of the "sea".
A feeling of having to express himself suddenly grew in his heart, and he allowed the tide of spiritual energy below his dantian to erupt even more violently!
Gradually, he felt a strong sense of distension and pain in his lower abdomen and dantian.
The burning pain made Pang Jian feel that the spiritual sea in his dantian, which was causing a tide of spiritual energy, was like a group of ferocious giant pythons and dragons hiding deep inside. They were trying to break out from the spiritual sea in his lower abdomen and attack the meridians all over his body.
Feeling this terrible swelling pain, he let the "fire" burn more vigorously, roaring and cheering in his heart.
"The first level of Tongmai Realm is to open up the eight extraordinary meridians and use spiritual power to connect the limbs!"
"The eight meridians are the meridians that start from the spiritual sea and run through the hands and feet. Each hand and foot has two meridians connected to the spiritual sea."
As he pondered the details of his breakthrough into the Tongmai realm and felt the increasingly horrific pain, a look of madness appeared on Pang Jian's face.
He was eager for this storm with his blood boiling!
When the waves that were building high above the Spiritual Sea finally reached their highest point, they suddenly sank with a loud bang!
The tremendous force from top to bottom found an outlet at the bottom of the sea beneath the Spirit Sea, and penetrated eight deep well-like passages.
The vast and violent spiritual power poured into the eight deep channels like a floodgate opened and gushed out from the spiritual sea under his dantian.
There was a loud rumbling sound from Pang Jian's lower abdomen, as if a god was beating a drum or a thunder dragon was roaring towards the sky!
In the severe pain, he clearly felt that there were four tendons starting from the Dantian Linghai and connecting to the palms of his hands. It was like a river that had been dry for tens of millions of years, suddenly injected with raging river water, rushing straight to his palms with an overwhelming momentum!
The narrow river-like meridians were suddenly filled with such a majestic divine water from the Heavenly River, which swelled his arms and made his whole body tremble.
“Clang!”
The dragon-patterned spear fell uncontrollably to the ground.
He sat down cross-legged, his shoulders shaking constantly and his arms trembling with numbness as if he had been electrocuted.
With some difficulty, he slowly lifted the clothes on his arms and stared with wide eyes.
Within the four meridians, beams of light visible to the naked eye were the mighty spiritual power that, in his perception, was like a flood bursting through a dam.
The spiritual power, like a flood wave, advanced inch by inch in the tiny meridians, as if reclaiming wasteland, and clearing away the debris that had accumulated at the bottom of the dry river for thousands of years.
The pioneering process of expanding the meridians, accompanied by intense pain, made Pang Jian grimace.
He gritted his teeth, controlled the flood of spiritual power with his mind, and stared at his arm.
Below the spiritual sea, there are four meridians connected to the feet. He forced himself to open them all at once.
He concentrated his mind, and only opened up the four extraordinary meridians that were penetrated by his hands, intending to use the existing power in the spiritual sea to complete it.
For most people, because the spiritual power accumulated in the spiritual sea is limited, it is very difficult to use the tidal energy of spiritual power to open the eight meridians when breaking through the Qi Refining Realm to the Tongmai Realm.
Only a few people can choose one or two meridians to develop after the eight meridians are opened.
Most people choose left or right hand.
The capacity of the spiritual sea that is filled up for the first time is limited. Generally speaking, the stored spiritual energy cannot even flow through one meridian of the left or right hand.
Tongmai Realm, the first level of the realm of unblocking the eight extraordinary meridians, often requires continuous cultivation over a long period of time.
Because the spiritual sea of many people is not wide enough, a full spiritual sea cannot last too long, and the expansion of the meridians must be done slowly.
This is never an easy task that can be accomplished overnight.
Originally, he only needed to open up any one of the two meridians on his dominant right hand to allow the spiritual power to flow to the palm of his hand, and then use the dragon-patterned spear to enhance his strength and try to break the soul formation.
But after the eight meridian channels appeared, he felt that the vast spiritual power stored in his spiritual sea was enough for him to open up four meridians connecting his arms at one time.
He trusts his intuition!
So he was developing four meridians at the same time, and he watched with his eyes open to make sure whether he could succeed.
While enduring the intense pain, he clearly saw a stream of spiritual energy slowly moving through the four meridians.
He also secretly sensed the spiritual sea. Once the spiritual power in the spiritual sea dissipated too much and too quickly, he would adjust his strategy in time and concentrate his strength on opening up a meridian.
However, every time he sensed his spiritual sea, he felt that the spiritual power in his spiritual sea was still abundant.
Only then did he realize that his spiritual sea was probably different from that of ordinary people. It was much wider than that of practitioners at the same level, and could store much more spiritual power!
"It's the Black Water Pond! The acid and poison in the black water helped me open up my Dantian Spiritual Sea!"
Pang Jian suddenly realized something.
While enduring the hardship, he was also thinking about all sorts of things. At this time, he didn't need to concentrate or maintain the state of "Hutian Yangqi Jue".
I don’t know how much time passed.
"laugh!"
A tiny green light, like a firefly in the middle of the night, suddenly appeared in the palm of his left hand.
As soon as the green light appeared, Pang Jian suddenly woke up and said, "It's done!"
That is the light released by the overflow of spiritual power!
Depending on the different spiritual techniques each person practices, the color of the light that overflows from the spiritual power is also different. For him who practiced the "Hutian Yangqi Jue", the color of his spiritual light was originally blue.
In order to avoid wasting spiritual power, he moved his mind slightly and cut off the infusion of spiritual power into that meridian with his will.
Spiritual energy no longer flowed into the meridian that had been successfully opened, and a meridian channel corresponding to the spiritual sea was subsequently closed.
It was a magical feeling. He could control the eight open channels at will.
Afterwards, he concentrated his energy on the remaining three meridians and continued to cultivate them according to the same method.
"Shh! Shhh!"
Only half an hour later, the other three meridians connecting the palm and the spiritual sea were successfully opened and unblocked when the green spiritual light reappeared in his palm.
Pang Jian, who had just entered the Tongmai Realm and opened up four meridians in one go, still had one third of spiritual power left in his spiritual sea!
If there was no soul formation to destroy, he could use the remaining spiritual power to open up two meridians running through the soles of his feet.
Of course he didn't do that.
Destroying the skull soul formation relies on spiritual power. He cannot squander it and must save some for more important things.
"Almost."
Without taking the time to carefully feel the changes in his body, Pang Jian casually moved his arms a few times and then suddenly raised the dragon-patterned spear.
He aimed the tip of his spear at one of the stones that was used to build the hollow skull, and it was filled with "Xuan Yin Power".
His mind moved slightly, and the spiritual sea in his dantian that had just calmed down surged again. The spiritual power was like a waterfall, instantly pouring into the meridians of his right arm and rushing towards the dragon-patterned spear in his palm.
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(End of this chapter)