Purgatory

Chapter 352 Merit Points

Inside the Sword Tower.

"Skinny man, do you know what you're talking about?"

The fat old man's face was pale, and the sword in his body trembled slightly. He said, "Bring the sword tower out of the sword prison? Generation after generation of sword gods, no one has such power, and no one can return safely after leaving purgatory!"

"You think he can?"

"Heh, I think you are even crazier than Yuanmo!"

Feng Niang also said: "Why do you think so?"

The thin old man remained silent, while the sword soul quietly concealed the body of the sword, turning into a green spirit sword.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the sun, moon and stars, flowers, birds, insects and fish, mountains, rivers and shrines, Qionglou Yuyu, talisman seals and magic patterns are clearly presented in the sword body one by one.

If Pang Jian hadn't left, he would have seen at a glance that the strangeness flashed in this spirit sword was almost exactly the same as that revealed in the seven heaven-reaching tribulation pillars.

"Woooo!"

The white bone sword hummed.

It seemed to have something to say, but it seemed that someone had covered its mouth, unable to utter a single word.

……

external.

"Whoosh!"

Pang Jian held the Yuanmo sword in his hand, hovering in the air with a look of astonishment.

With the magic sword in hand, he became extremely peaceful, and his soul breath was quietly gathering.

"Pang Jian!"

At the four corners of the first floor of the Sword Tower, standing Liu Junhong, Guang He, Wang Ce, Xu Wei, the four elders of the Immortal Realm shouted softly in unison.

In the distance, at the peaks of Litian Peak, Yuyue Peak, Misty Peak, Tongming Peak, Duanyuan Peak, and Mojian Peak, countless eyes suddenly gathered at the peaks of the six peaks.

Everyone looked at the black broken sword in his hand.

Liu Junhong's face was serious, and he asked, "Is it really Yuanmo Sword?"

"It's Yuanmo Sword." Xu Wei smiled wryly.

Guanghe and Wang Ce didn't say a word.

Pang Jian is holding this magic sword that was guarded on the first floor by the sword tower and left a terrible reputation in Purgatory Heaven and Earth.

It's unbelievably peaceful.

The more silent it was, the less it showed its terrifying aura, the more flustered everyone was.

"Pang Jian, you shouldn't have invited this sword out of the sword tower. Even Mo Nan, the suzerain of the Demon Sword Sect - its creator, became obsessed because he couldn't suppress it. Your words..."

Guanghe couldn't bear it any longer, and with a sullen face, he persuaded Pang Jian to turn around and choose another sword.

"Pang Jian, it's just a broken sword, you should choose a better one." Xu Wei persuaded in a tactful way.

Liu Junhong was very honest and said bluntly: "Change your sword, otherwise you will die soon."

Wang Ce shook his head and remained silent.

The four elders were not optimistic about Pang's insistence on the Active Demon Sword, and they all wanted to persuade him to change the sword quickly.

When they were young, they also went to the first floor of the Sword Tower, and saw this magic sword that was good at deceiving people's hearts.

At that time, they all stuck to their hearts and chose something else.

From their point of view, Pang Jian, whom Li Zhaotian regards as the future pillar of the sword building, will be possessed by a demon and die in a few years if he takes this magic sword that damages the foundation of the Dao.

however.

"I want to go back!"

Yuanmo Sword Soul suddenly screamed sadly.

"Whoosh!"

The broken black crystal sword managed to break free from Pang Jian's palm and flew out. Under the eyes of the four elders, it fled back to the first floor of the sword tower, seemingly unwilling to be taken away by Pang Jian.

"Dead old man..."

Its desperate and screaming sound echoed below the first floor of the sword tower, floating above the heads of several elders.

The four elders, as well as the rest of the sword tower powerhouses on the top of the mountain, were all overwhelmed by the scene in front of them.

"You chose it yourself, and you want to go out on your own. You cannot go back on this matter!"

The thin old man drove away with a sneer.

A black light went back and forth, hovered in front of Pang Jian again, and turned into a broken black crystal jade magic sword.

"Pang Jian, as the master, you should be taught a lesson!"

The thin old man made a point.

"Oh."

When he grasped the hilt of the sword again, Pang Jian swept the sword with his golden soul, and clusters of surging black strange demon souls strangled the unyielding will of the source demon.

"Puff puff!"

The soul of the strange demon burst and shattered one by one like water bubbles, and its struggle gradually turned into crying and begging for mercy.

After a while, the magic sword with the unruly sword soul inside was silent.

The four elders who wanted to persuade them with good words, as well as Chen Weihuang who rushed over, were all shocked by the abnormality of the magic sword.

They never knew that Yuanmojian could become so peaceful, and they didn't know that Yuanmojian would cry and beg for mercy.

The way they looked at Pang Jian quietly became weird.

"Pang Jian, is the Yuanmo sword you chose?"

Qi Qingsong stomped his feet and screamed strangely. He didn't know whether he was surprised or disappointed, and said, "Original Demon Sword, White Bone Sword, and Bloodthirsty Sword. These three swords have been banned in the sword tower for so many years. They are not for us to choose!"

"Pang Jian, quickly throw away the Origin Demon Sword, you can't suppress it!"

Qi Qingsong persuaded with conscience from the bottom of his heart.

Zhuang Yuyan also said: "Choose any one, it is better than Yuanmo Sword! This sword is unknown!"

Elder Xu Wei was thoughtful: "It's quite peaceful."

With a smile on her face, she pointed at Li Tianfeng's position, and said, "The selection of swords is over, and it's time for us to show you who you are. Let's go, let's go to the mountain where the host is."

Everyone flew away in the void, and soon landed on Litian Peak.

"This is the master of Tongming Peak, Liu Junhong, and also Qi Qingsong's master."

"He is the owner of Yuyue Peak, Wang Ce."

"Nuo, the master of Misty Peak, Zhuang girl's master, and old monster Guang He Guang."

"I am the Lord of Duanyuan Peak, Xu Wei."

Xu Wei, the only female elder in the Immortal Realm, said with a smile: "Besides Chen Weihuang, you also have a senior sister, her name is Hu Yuanfei. Your senior sister was ordered to go to Qiantian Continent in the third realm. During the first wave of confrontation with foreign races , she will be the main force of our sword master."

"I have met some elders." Pang Jian saluted.

"You're welcome." Liu Junhong nodded and said, "In the future, walk around with Qingsong a lot, he respects you very much."

"That's natural."

Pang Jian, who was holding the Yuanmo sword, tried to put it into the storage bracelet at this time, but found that he couldn't do it. He frowned and said, "This sword, doesn't it have a scabbard?"

"No, the scabbard was left in the mist together with another cut sword." Liu Junhong smiled and said, "You can go back to the people of Tianbaozong and get a new scabbard for you. But before that, You have to tame the sword soul first, I think you can do it now."

Guanghe said: "I have already calculated your meritorious deeds, and the sword order is in your hands."

"With the sword order in hand, you can go to Grinding Sword Peak and choose practice formulas, treasure armor, pills, and auxiliary utensils at will. You can also rent every practice room inside Grinding Sword Peak."

"Other trivial matters, you can ask others."

Guanghe stared at the handle, took another look, and then drifted away.

Liu Junhong, Wang Ce, and Xu Wei, the three elders, were not in a hurry to leave.

They talked to Pang Jian, how to use the merit points in the sword order, and told him the origin and precautions of Yuanmo Sword.

During this period, Chen Weihuang didn't speak much, but just listened silently.

"Merit value..."

Pang Jian's spiritual sense escaped, and he saw the clearest number floating in the air of the sword order.

Nine thousand eight hundred.

Below the numbers, there are sword light symbols, some symbols are used to convey messages, and some symbols float out sections of imprints.

He went to perceive an imprint, and found that the records in the imprint were all major events that happened in the major worlds of Purgatory recently.

Among the most powerful sects in the first realm, who broke through to the Immortal Realm, who accidentally fell, and who made an agreement to fight to the death, messy news emerged from time to time.

There is obviously a special organization department inside the sword building, which will pass the collected information to all core members through the sword order.

There is also a sword light symbol, marking the number and location of the Jianlou space teleportation array, which is convenient for the disciples to teleport.

A small sword command contains many mysteries, which is quite different from what Pang insisted on before.

Seeing Pang Jian's surprised expression, Liu Junhong smiled lightly: "The inner disciples are the core of the sword building. The sword order is very different from the outer disciples. In the future, the inner disciples will become guardians and elders. Fight for the re-emergence of Jianlou."

"The resources they have are naturally different from those of the outer disciples, so you don't have to be surprised."

Hearing this, Pang Jian nodded slightly.

"By the way, old monster Guang, how many merit points have been counted for you?"

Xu Wei asked with a smile.

Pang Jian, who was looking up the major events in the world, withdrew his mind and said calmly, "Nine thousand and eight."

"It's not stingy." Xu Wei squinted and smiled, and said: "These meritorious deeds are enough for you to pick some treasures in the sword tower. Hey, my apprentices, except Zhuang girl, are not very up-to-date."

"I'm not envious."

Wang Ce and Liu Junhong were also quite impressed.

The three elders exchanged polite greetings with Pang Jian, telling him to sacrifice the sword soul source demon as soon as possible.

Pang Jian nodded in agreement one by one.

It wasn't until all the elders left one after another that his nominal senior brother led him into a cave inside Litian Peak, saying: "From now on, this cave will belong to you. Before the master returns, you'd better wait In the cave."

"In the cave, there is an array to eliminate the inner demons, which will help you resist the soul infection of the source demons."

Chen Weihuang also turned and left.

Pang Jian wandered around and knew that the cave that belonged to him had five rooms in total.

The bedroom, dressing room, sword enlightenment room, sword practice room, and reception room are all available.

Standing in the spacious but simple reception room, Pang Jian inhaled secretly, and found that not only the aura is thick here, but there is indeed a kind of power that calms the mind.

"Buzz!"

The sword trembled slightly.

As soon as he grasped the palm of his hand, he saw a small light spot appearing in the sword light symbol.

Inside the dot of light, there appeared three tiny characters——Qi Qingsong.

He sensed it with his spiritual sense, and heard Qi Qingsong's voice: "Pang Jian, Senior Sister Zhuang and I have held a banquet for you at the Zuiyun Pavilion at the foot of the mountain."

"Just tonight, remember to come over."

"Buzz!"

Another voice came from the sword light symbol: "Disciple, you chose Yuanmo Sword? Hehe, it's not bad, it's not embarrassing for the teacher. As for Yuanmo sword...be careful not to be led astray by Yuanmo, Don't listen to anything it says."

"This source demon comes from the Heavenly Demon tribe in the outer galaxy. It is said that the Heavenly Demon Sect branch of the Demon Sect was first bewitched by the Heavenly Demon and given the method of cultivation."

"Heavenly demons are good at confusing people's hearts, and they are good at changing your mind without knowing it."

"Remember, don't listen to anything it says."

Li Zhaotian repeatedly urged.

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