Purgatory

Chapter 3: A First Look at the Door
"Pot sky, lake sky."

Pang Jian, who kept quiet and relaxed, suddenly had a mutual feeling one day, and clearly realized something.

The human mind is like a calm and clear lake.

The water is extremely deep, but because it is clear enough, you should be able to see things at the bottom of the lake.

However, whenever there are distracting thoughts and unconstrained thoughts, the clear and calm lake surface is like being thrown with stones, causing ripples to continuously appear on the lake surface.

After the ripples formed and blended with each other, the lake surface was stirred up, and it was difficult to see anything at the bottom of the lake.

Only by getting rid of many distracting thoughts in the mind, keeping the inner peace and focusing on oneself, can the heart lake not ripple continuously, and only then can one look at oneself clearly.

After realizing this, Pang Jian concentrated on practicing for a long time, and felt more and more calm, and his mind gradually became clear.

In this state, Pang Jian can feel his abdominal cavity gently agitating when he takes a deep breath, like a gentle massage on the internal organs, making the internal organs become active and full of strength.

He immediately understood that being able to penetrate the inner mysteries of oneself is the so-called awakening.

So far, he has just gotten a glimpse of the practice method of "Hutian Nourishing Qi Jue".

Just this step has brought great benefits to Pang Jian. Every time he wakes up from meditation, he feels refreshed and clear-headed.

His hearing and vision have also improved slightly, and his inner anxiety and irritability have also been greatly relieved.

"what?"

One day, Pang Jian, who was concentrating on feeling the existence of Qi, felt the warmth in his chest.

After frowning, he lifted the shirt on his chest and looked at a bronze pendant close to his skin.

The pendant is ancient and clumsy, fitting the back of the skin, smooth as warm jade.

On the front, it is in the shape of a copper door, which is filled with unknown textures, and there are two ring handles, which seem to be able to open the copper door through the handles.

This object was the only thing his father tore from his neck before he left that day.

Pang Jian has worn the bronze pendant for several years without any abnormalities or special features. However, he has been practicing the "Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Art" recently, and whenever he perceives the movement of "Qi", the bronze medal always becomes too warm.

Holding the bronze medal on his chest, Pang Jian rubbed the front of the bronze medal with his fingertips, feeling the rough texture, and gently pulled the ring handle.

The pendant in the shape of a copper door did not open the door, nor did it appear strange or weird because of his operation.

The abnormal warmth of the object was broken because of his clarification of the state of mind, and it quickly returned to its original state.

Pang Jian didn't take it seriously, got up to wash and eat, and then started the next round of concentrating on comprehending "Qi".

In the process, the bronze medal on his chest became warm again, but Pang Jian no longer paid any attention to it.

……

this day.

Pang Jian, who had a deep insight into himself and concentrated on his practice, was disturbed by outside noises.

After stepping out of the stone house, he saw a few dead bones suddenly appearing in the dark sky above his head, falling towards the north of the Fourth Realm like a meteor.

They disappeared into the depths of the Denji Mountains, causing the earth to tremble and roar, causing the stone house behind Pang Jian to shake violently.

From such a distance, Pang Jian could hear the fearful and excited roars of the beasts in the mountain.

Pang Jian naturally thought of the image of a piece of white sacred bone piercing through the sacred bird and green vulture, and vaguely felt that the dead bone falling from the sky might have the same origin as that sacred bone.

The difference is that the bone of the god who assassinated the green vulture is as bright as jade, and the divine light is superb.

The dead bones falling towards the Cenji Mountains are gray and dull, and the mysterious power contained in them seems to be exhausted, appearing dim and lifeless.

Pang Jian, who was disturbed by the abnormality in the sky, put off his practice of "Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Jue" and paid close attention to the changes in the sky.

After half a day.

Pang Jian saw a golden chariot bathed in divine light, which first emerged from the depths of the thick clouds and swooped all the way to the depths of the Cenji Mountains.

When the chariot landed on the ground, there was a roar in the mountain, and a dazzling golden beam of light rushed into the air, and it took a long time to fall back slowly.

A day passed.

Another huge sailboat also descended from the sky. The jet-black pennant fluttered on the sailboat. In the center of the flag, there was a bloody crescent moon rising and falling, releasing a seductive and strange brilliance.

Not long after, there was another gleaming and translucent five-story white pagoda, slowly turning and sinking from the upper realm.

Chariots, sailboats, and the White Pagoda are all extraordinary things that fascinate Pang Jian.

Pang Jian gradually realized that something must have happened in the depths of the Cenji Mountains.

The high-ranking figures in the upper realm either came to search for the dead bones, or came for the abnormality of the "strange fog".

Pang Jian, who has been hunting in the Cenji Mountains all year round, knows most areas in the mountains very well. In the depths of those mountains, rivers and lakes, he knows exactly where there is danger and where his father has set a restricted area and he is not allowed to set foot.

Although he had infinite curiosity in his heart, since he knew that the Cenji Mountains had undergone tremendous changes, he decided to suspend hunting in the mountains and focus on the rare spiritual formula in his hand as a precaution.

After that, he paid attention to it for a while, and seeing that there were no more strange objects falling from the upper realm, he returned to the house and continued to practice.

The "Qi" recorded in the "Hutian Nourishing Qi Jue" is different from the air he breathes. It does not need to breathe into the abdominal cavity, but needs to sink into the dantian spiritual sea.

This kind of "qi" is called "spiritual energy", which possesses magical power and is also the root of the strength of a qi refiner.

Pang Jian restrained his inner curiosity and suppressed his desire to explore. When he felt the existence of "spiritual energy", he could often hear the roar coming from the depths of the Cenji Mountains, the roars and screams of people, and the howls and roars of beasts.

He was sure that there would be a fierce battle in the depths of the Cenji Mountains, so he restrained his desire to explore even more.

……

"right here."

Pang Jian, who was practicing hard that day, was startled by the sound outside the courtyard, and hurried out to visit.

Outside the fence, a group of seven people rode tall armored war horses, and at some point they arrived in front of his house.

Or because he practiced too seriously and focused on examining the exquisiteness of his abdominal cavity, Pang Jian didn't hear the sound of horseshoes.

"Crack!"

The visitor unceremoniously drove the horse forward, and the heavy hooves of the horse broke the fence and rushed directly into the courtyard.

"The people in Linshan Town say that you hunt in the Cenji Mountains all the year round, and you are most familiar with the mountains, but that's true?"

A gloomy old man with a goatee came up to Pang Jian on his armored horse. He didn't intend to dismount and speak. He just looked down at Pang Jian and said with an attitude that could not be refused: "We are going to go to the Cenji Mountains. , we need to find someone who is familiar with the terrain and environment to lead the way, and that is you kid."

"I won't go." Pang Jianjian, who knew that the mountains were not peaceful recently, refused.

"That's not up to you."

The old man grinned strangely, untied the thick black rope from the saddle, and assumed the posture of forcibly taking Pang Jian away.

"Let me talk to him!"

Behind the old man, a young girl yelled softly, and rode a magnificent white horse towards him.

When she got to the old man's side, she also didn't intend to get off the horse, but just threw a cloth bag at Pang Jian, and said indifferently like alms: "We are not unreasonable, we are paid for you."

On the white horse, the young girl is wearing a neat and strong outfit, her appearance is quite beautiful, her curves are exquisite, and she looks full of heroism.

Those young women in Linshan Town, compared with the girl in front of me, are like the light of rice grains compared to the brilliance of a bright moon.

Pang Jian, who had only been around the Cenji Mountains since he was a child, and rarely even went to Linshan Town, had his eyes fixed on the girl and lost his mind for a moment.

"Look again and I'll gouge out your eyeballs."

Before Pang Jian could take another look, there was a thin young man in white robes pulling behind a black horse, his slender eyes were full of cold and stern reprimands.

Without saying a word, Pang Jian looked away silently, and then picked up the cloth bag on the ground.

After opening it, he found that there were large pieces of silver inside, enough for him to exchange for several years of rice, flour, grain and oil to meet his daily needs.

Pang Jian, who was holding the bag tightly, thought about it, since the mountain has been silent for a long time, maybe the previous riots and disputes have already subsided.

He also wanted to know what happened inside, so he said, "Okay."

"Hey, it turns out he's a money-grubbing kid." The gloomy old man chuckled, pointed to the location of the Cenji Mountains, and said, "You lead the way."

Pang Jian looked at the snow-white horse the girl was riding on, and said, "Walking is too slow, I want to get on the horse."

"Get on the horse?"

The white-robed young man on the black horse looked at Pang Jian with cold eyes, and became angry again when he heard the words: "You can do whatever I ask you to do. If you dare to say another word, I will cut off your tongue."

Gouging his eyes and trying to cut his tongue, Pang Jian couldn't help looking at the angry young man, then at the heroic and beautiful girl, guessing that the young man must be in love with the girl in front of him.

"You know how to ride a horse?" the girl asked coldly.

"I'm a mountain hunter, do you think I can?" Pang Jian asked without answering.

The girl was surprised, she didn't expect that Pang Jian would dare to ask herself, his bright eyes turned strange, he nodded slightly, and then ordered: "Liu Qi, you and Zhang Heng share a horse, let him ride your horse. .”

"Oh."

Reluctantly, one person flew off the horse, pulled the rein and led the horse to Pang Jian, patted the head of the bay red horse, said something in a low voice, and said: "It has a strong temper, if you get hurt by it , don't blame me."

After saying that, he turned his head with a smile and glanced at the young man in white robe.

The young man showed approval.

Pang Jian kept silent, returned to the house and first prepared the bow, arrow and long knife, and then put the bamboo basket on his back, then took the reins and stepped on the stirrups to get on the horse, and immediately drove the horse towards the Cenji Mountains with a whip.

"Dengdengdeng!"

The bay red war horse galloped suddenly, swaying wildly on the way, like a violent beast that had never been tamed.

Pang Jian's upper body swayed violently with the horse, but his lower body remained close to the horse's back, as if rooted. No matter how hard the horse tossed, he just didn't get thrown off.

The war horse galloped violently towards the Cenji Mountains, trying to get rid of Pang Jian by all means, but in the end he couldn't do it.

After a while, the exhausted war horse gradually calmed down as if resigned to its fate.

"This kid has something." The old man stroked his beard thoughtfully.

"Hope this trip goes well."

The heroic girl sighed softly, her face was full of sorrow, her eyes never lingered on Pang Jian and the irritable horse, but always fell in the depths of the Cenji Mountains, and said: "The blood moon in the upper realm, the Yinling Temple, There are also people from the Lieyang Sect who have gone deep into the unknown life and death, and none of them have been able to get out so far."

The girl paused for a moment, and then said: "The extreme northern region of the Cenji Mountains is partially shrouded in strange fog, and it is likely to become a forbidden area. I don't know how many unknown horrors have been bred."

"You shouldn't have gone there. You are destined to go to the upper realm, how can you take risks inside?" the white-robed youth shouted.

"From the moment we set foot on this path of cultivation, it is impossible for you and me to have a stable life." The girl shook her head slowly, her white and flawless face filled with firmness, and said calmly: "The great changes have subsided, and it is relatively safe."

"If I die on the way to explore the Cenji Mountains, it proves that my ability and luck are not enough, and I won't live long even if I go to the upper realm."

"Let's go."

After giving an order, she took the lead in driving the horse forward, and everyone had to hurriedly follow.

……

　For new books, two chapters are updated every day, and they will be placed in the morning.I am very happy to see the appearance of some old friends, either silently voting, or giving rewards and comments. I didn't expect that everyone would still remember Lao Ni after a few years.

　　Finally, I would like to thank the first lord of this book, "Shangxian Qitian", for bowing his hands.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)