Purgatory

Chapter 159 The evolution method of the black turtle

The first peak, the eighteenth floor.

No. 56 Dongfu.

After Han Ting came back, she sat in the same wooden chair and stared at the rock wall above her head in a daze.

The layout of this cave is almost exactly the same as the one above Pang Jian.

She knew that in the cave above her, Pang Jian might be sitting on the wooden chair she used to sit on, or on top of the futon, and he should still be holding the token she left behind.

Han Ting was in a state of confusion.

Touching her hot cheeks, she couldn't help but think of the feeling of that cold young man putting his fingers on her shoulders.

Even if she was in a hurry, she took off her clothes and wrapped them around her chest, revealing her entire clean back... The man didn't move his fingers.

The indifferent young man didn't touch her injured area with his fingers or palms, let alone the rest of her back.

From the beginning to the end, that finger rested neatly on her shoulder.

"Meng Lang didn't act abruptly at all. This person... I'm afraid he doesn't have any thoughts about me."

Fortunately, Han Ting was a little disappointed.

Over the years, she has teamed up with casual cultivators several times to explore the forbidden area to capture high-level ferocious and strange beasts.

Often, because of her extremely eye-catching figure, some unnecessary conflicts and entanglements will be caused.

She deliberated on the last incident, and later realized that the partner she treated as her sister, the reason why she killed her, was probably because the object of her sister's heart had always coveted her body.

She was used to the aggressive eyes of male casual cultivators, and when the man put his fingers on his shoulders, she almost couldn't help but strike.

——If it wasn't for the power sent by the other party, it could really help her heal her wounds.

later.

Although she pretended to be calm, she was quite nervous inside, for fear that the other party would take the opportunity to do something out of the ordinary.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't even make a slight move.

"The children of the aristocratic families in the upper world, and the disciples of Dazong, may have higher vision."

Han Ting laughed at herself.

She immediately exercised her strength calmly to check the degree of recovery from her injuries.

"Well!"

Her eyes lit up suddenly.

She was keenly aware that not only the fire poison in the injured area, but also many toxins that eroded the flesh and blood were also removed a lot.

Even in her body, some hidden diseases left by serious injuries in the early years seemed to be erased by the magical power sent by the other party.

The area between the shoulder where the opponent's fingers were resting and the area where the vest was injured had been swam by strands of magical power.

Where the supernatural power has passed, the hidden wounds in the viscera and tendons have been quietly repaired.

"What a miraculous method!"

Han Ting was amazed.

……

upper layer.

After closing the stone door, Pang Jian sat on the wooden chair Han Ting had been sitting on before, looking at a black iron token.

There is only one word engraved on the front of the token—mang.

After looking at it for a while, he didn't find anything special, so he put away the token, closed his eyes and concentrated on communicating with the little tree in the cloud.

"I need the power that contains life energy."

Pang Jian passed on his heartfelt voice.

Xiaoshu responded almost instantly.

In just a few seconds, Pang Jian felt that the greenness had faded, and the three leaves, whose vital energy was about to disappear, turned into green like jasper again!
"It's you who reassures me the most."

Pang Jian nodded with satisfaction.

On the second and third day, Han Ting arrived at the appointed time.

Pang Jian concocted according to the law, injecting strands of life energy into her body to help her detoxify and heal her wounds.

"I don't know your name yet."

Han Ting tidied up her clothes, felt secretly in front of Pang Jian, and said with some embarrassment: "I haven't recovered yet, maybe...it will take two or three days."

Pang Jian nodded, and said without interest: "I will help you completely remove the remaining poison."

Tomorrow is the day when Old Monster Cao will hold a rally, but Luo Hongyan still hasn't shown up.

In this situation, he was too lazy to say anything to Han Ting.

"You can be regarded as my benefactor, I want to know your name."

Seeing Pang Jian's attitude of not wanting to talk to her, Han Ting was angry and said, "Why, is it amazing to come down from the upper world? It's the third day, and you won't even say your name?"

"Pang Jian."

After telling his real name, Pang Jian pointed to Shimen and said indifferently, "Remember to close the door for me."

Han Ting gritted her teeth secretly.

After thinking for a while, she still bite the bullet and said: "Pang Jian, I exchanged that token with five hundred spirit stones. Although I have shown it before, I still have something worth ten thousand spirit stones in my hand, but Those materials were only for Old Monster Cao's subordinates to see, and they were not handed over to Old Monster Cao."

Pang Jian looked at her inexplicably.

"It's just... the token is actually only worth five hundred spirit stones!"

Feeling underestimated, Han Ting said angrily: "I prepared eight or nine thousand spirit stones, and planned to find the holy medicine for healing and detoxification tomorrow. You use your strength and means to heal and detoxify me every day. Great deal, so..."

"Oh."

Pang Jian understood.

The indifference on his face was a little less, and he said lightly: "Old Freak Cao's gathering is not only for one day, you can go back and think about it, how much spirit stone should be replenished for me, you just need to remember to replenish it for me anyway."

"Okay, okay."

Han Ting stood up, swayed out of the No. 56 cave, and then closed the stone door from the outside with a bang.

"There's something wrong."

Pang Jian frowned and muttered.

He couldn't figure it out at all, what kind of anger was this woman?
Obviously he healed her injuries, and it was also obvious that she asked for compensation. After he readily agreed, why did she slam the door angrily?
If you can't figure it out, you don't want to.

Pang Jian communicated with Yunze Xiaoshu again, and the life energy lost by the three leaves in the blink of an eye was filled by the little tree.

Because Xiaoshu was in the fourth realm, although he didn't delay for too long, he was still somewhat tired inevitably.

"Distance, or because of distance..."

Without the Anshen Pill available, in order to keep his mind and energy energetic, he has not communicated with the Anti-Bone Boy of the Fifth Realm for a long time recently.

"The black turtle is the closest, let's see if it's awake."

With a thought, he established a bond with Xuan Gui again.

Immediately, he was shocked by a scene.

After being promoted to the Xiantian Realm on Bingyan Island, he who hadn't communicated with the black turtle suddenly discovered that the unknown broken ground hidden by the black turtle appeared under another broken ground!

The sky is not good tonight, there is no full moon hanging high, and no stars twinkling.

A small shattered ground in the thick clouds is suspended below a larger shattered ground. The aura of heaven and earth in the small shattered ground has obviously changed, and the depths of the earth are booming.

A golden beam of light, as if being sucked by a small shattered ground, was being forcibly pulled out from the bottom of the large shattered ground above.

On the surface of the large shattered ground, mountains and rivers are collapsing, and the ground has cracked deep ravines.

"call out!"

The golden light from the large shattered ground quietly disappeared into the depths of the small shattered ground, and a bare pinnacle of the small shattered ground suddenly shone with a faint golden light.

"Is it sucking... ore veins?"

Pang Jian, who had guessed what happened, was shocked to break the inner peace, and immediately lost communication with Xuan Gui.

Inside the cave, Pang Jian suddenly stood up from the futon and walked around the room.

"Spiritual veins, ore veins, spiritual veins can breed spirit stones, spirit jade, and even spirit crystals. Ore veins, depending on their attributes, can breed rare ores such as gold obsidian, earth flame stone, and water soul stone, all of which are rare practices. resource."

"The black tortoise, called the spirit of the earth, can actually suck the mineral veins of other broken earth!"

"It seems to be hidden in the broken ground, but it turns out that it can control the broken ground and use its broken ground to find ore veins! The creation of its cave, and its own breakthrough and advancement, seem to depend on this."

For example, when Pang Jian discovered the New World, his long-gloomy mood brightened a little.

After a while, he calmed down and sensed Xuangui again.

This time, he saw the small piece of broken ground, which had sneaked away from the clouds below.

Pang Jian suddenly knew that in the large broken ground above, a slender golden vein had disappeared.

From now on, metallic ores will no longer be bred in the mines in that shattered land.

At this moment, the black tortoise that had been included in a mine vein became drowsy again. It didn't have a good communication with Pang Jian, so it took the initiative to cut off the communication with Pang Jian.

"Is this a way of its evolution?"

Pang Jian was secretly surprised.

That night, he had been thinking about the wonders of the eclipse vines and black turtles, and he did not concentrate on meditation.

……

The next day, early morning.

Early in the morning, Han Ting knocked on his stone door, raised a token triumphantly, and said, "I got a new token, and I'm here to bring you to the meeting!"

The sun is rising, and the sun is shining down.

In Yuan Mang's fragmented land, steep mountains seemed to be shrouded in golden radiance.

Pang Jian stepped out of the cave, looked at Han Ting with a golden face, took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, and nodded slightly.

The rally was about to start, but Luo Hongyan hadn't appeared yet, and he was still in a state of depression.

"Either it's a blood moon, or it's the Yinling Temple..."

He suspected that Luo Hongyan's disappearance was because of these two sects.

He wanted to take part in the rally to see how the people from Blood Moon and Yinling Temple would treat him.

In order to judge who the people targeting Luo Hongyan and him are, and to confirm the identity of the enemy.

"Bro."

Gao Yuan, who hadn't slept all night, pushed open the door of the cave with a frown, and saw Han Ting, who was in a hot figure, appearing in front of Pang Jian's door early in the morning, and he was not in the mood to make fun of it.

Like Pang Jian, Luo Hongyan's disappearance put him under a lot of pressure.

Gao Yuan was worried that Jiuyuan would no longer care about the identities of the siblings, and would find an excuse or arrange someone at will, so he killed him.

After all, Luo Hongyan killed Lingyun Sanren, and Pang Jian beheaded Zhu Yuanxi, both of them had a good relationship with Jiuyuan.

And he, as a boatman, took the siblings to soar around.

"Your sister?"

Gao Yuan asked.

Pang Jian shook his head.

Gao Yuan sighed, then retreated back to the cave, showing no interest in the gathering.

Pang Jian didn't pay attention to him, but stood in the stone corridor in front of the cave, watching many casual cultivators walking out of the cave on both sides of him one after another.

Some casual cultivators knew each other well, and they talked with each other when they left the cave, with anticipation on their faces.

There are also casual cultivators with indifferent demeanor, and climb up the stone steps to the height of the first peak as soon as they leave the cave.

Pang Jian observed the surroundings and up and down, and found that the people living in the lower floors had also left the cave, holding a token to participate in the meeting, and went up the mountain along different stone steps.

In the distance, many casual cultivators who did not settle in the first peak, but stayed in the cloud sails, or in the valleys among the mountains, also gathered towards the first peak from all sides.

Above Pang Jian's head, in the nineteenth floor of the cave, there were also many luxuriously dressed young people, talking and leaving.

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