The first peak, the eighteenth floor.
Cave No. 56.
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 Pang Jian's one above.
She knew that in the cave above her, Pang Jian might be sitting on the wooden chair where she had sat, or he might be on top of the futon, probably still holding the token she left in his hand.
Han Ting was in a state of confusion.
Touching her somewhat hot cheek, she couldn't help but recall the feeling of the cold young man putting his fingers on her shoulders.
Even though she was anxious and took the initiative to take off her clothes and wrap them around her chest, exposing her entire smooth back... the man didn't move his fingers at all.
The indifferent young man did not touch her injured area with his fingers or palms, nor did he touch the rest of her back.
From the beginning to the end, that finger rested on her shoulder.
"Meng Lang didn't do anything rude at all. This person... I'm afraid he doesn't have any idea about me."
Although she was happy, Han Ting was a little disappointed.
Over the years, she has teamed up with casual cultivators several times to explore forbidden areas to capture high-level ferocious beasts and strange beasts.
Often, her extremely eye-catching figure would cause unnecessary conflicts and entanglements.
She thought about the last incident, and later realized that the partner she treated as her sister had killed her, perhaps because the person her sister was secretly interested in had always coveted her body.
She was used to the aggressive eyes of male casual cultivators. When the man put his fingers on his shoulders, she almost couldn't help but make a move.
——If the power delivered by the other party could really help her heal her injuries.
later.
Although she pretended to be calm, she was still quite nervous inside, fearing that the other party would take the opportunity to do something outrageous.
Unexpectedly, the other party did not even make the slightest move to transcend.
"Children of aristocratic families in the upper world and disciples of large sects may have higher vision."
Han Ting laughed at herself.
She immediately concentrated on using her power to check the extent of her recovery from her injuries.
"Well!"
Her eyes suddenly lit up.
She was keenly aware that not only the fire poison in the injured area, but also many toxins that corroded the flesh and blood were also removed.
Even some of the hidden diseases in her body caused by serious injuries in her early years seemed to be erased by the magical power delivered by the other party.
The area between the shoulder where the opponent's fingers were resting and the injury on the vest had been swathed by wisps of magical power.
Wherever the supernatural power had passed, the hidden injuries to the internal organs and tendons were quietly repaired.
"What a magical method!"
Han Ting was amazed.
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upper layer.
Pang Jian closed the stone door and sat on the wooden chair where Han Ting had been sitting 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 few times and not finding anything special, he put the token away, closed his eyes and concentrated on communicating with the small tree in the cloud.
"I need the power of life energy."
Pang Jian passed on his heartfelt message.
The little tree responded almost instantly.
In just a few seconds, Pang Jian felt that the greenery had faded, and the three leaves, whose life energy was about to drain away, turned into jasper-like green again!
"You are the most reassuring to me."
Pang Jian nodded with satisfaction.
On the second and third days, Han Ting came as scheduled.
Pang Jian followed the law and injected wisps of life energy into her body to help her detoxify and heal her injuries.
"I don't know your name yet."
Han Ting adjusted her clothes, felt it secretly in front of Pang Jian, and said with some embarrassment: "It's not healed yet, maybe... it will take two or three days."
Pang Jian nodded and said without any interest: "I will help you completely remove the remaining poison."
Tomorrow is the day for Old Monster Cao to 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 considered my benefactor. I want to know your name."
Seeing Pang Jian's unwillingness to pay attention to her, Han Ting felt angry and said, "Why, someone who came down from the upper world is so great? It's already the third day, and you don't even want to say your name?"
"Pang Jian."
After telling his real name, Pang Jian pointed to the stone door and said indifferently: "Remember to close the door for me."
Han Ting gritted her teeth secretly.
After thinking for a while, she still said bravely: "Pang Jian, I exchanged that token for five hundred spirit stones. Although I have shown it before, I still have materials worth ten thousand spirit stones in my hand, but Those materials were only shown to Old Monster Cao’s subordinates and were not handed over to Old Monster Cao.”
Pang Jian looked at her confused.
"That's it...the token is actually only worth five hundred spirit stones!"
Han Ting, who felt slighted, 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. I feel that you have taken advantage of it." Big bargain, so..."
"oh."
Pang Jian understood.
The coldness on his face became less cold, and he said calmly: "Old Monster Cao's gathering is not just for one day. You can go back and think carefully about how many spiritual stones you should replenish me. You just remember to replenish me."
"Okay, okay."
Han Ting stood up, swaying out of Cave No. 56, and then closed the stone door from the outside with a "peng" sound.
"There's something wrong."
Pang Jian frowned and muttered.
He couldn't figure it out at all, what exactly was this woman angry about?
It was obvious that he was healing her injuries, and it was obviously her request for compensation. After he readily agreed, why did she slam the door angrily?
If you can't figure it out, don't think about it.
Pang Jian communicated with Yunze Xiaoshu again, and in the blink of an eye, the life energy lost by the three leaves was filled by the small tree.
Because Xiaoshu was in the fourth realm, although he didn't delay for too long, he was still a little tired.
"Distance, or is it because of distance..."
Without the soothing pill available, in order to keep his mind and energy strong, he has not communicated with the rebels in 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 connection with the black turtle again.
Immediately, he was shocked by the scene.
After being promoted to the Xiantian Realm on Bingyan Island, he had not communicated with Black Turtle. He suddenly discovered that the unknown piece of ground hidden deep by Black Turtle appeared under another piece of ground!
The sky is not dark tonight, there is no full moon in the sky and no stars twinkling.
A small piece of broken ground in the thick clouds was suspended under a larger piece of broken ground. The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in the small broken piece of ground changed obviously, and there was a roar deep in the earth.
A ray of golden light, as if being sucked by the small broken ground, was being forcefully pulled out from the bottom of the large broken ground above.
On the surface of the broken ground, mountains and rivers are collapsing, and deep ravines have opened in the earth.
"call out!"
The golden light and electricity from the Large Broken Earth quietly disappeared into the depths of the Small Broken Earth. A bare stone peak in the Small Broken Earth suddenly shone with a faint golden light.
"Is it sucking... mineral veins?"
Pang Jian, who guessed what happened, felt a surge of energy that broke his inner peace, and the connection with Xuan Turtle was suddenly cut off.
In the cave, Pang Jian suddenly stood up from the futon and walked around the room.
"Spiritual veins, mineral veins, spiritual veins can breed spiritual stones, spiritual jade, and even spiritual crystals. Mineral veins, depending on their properties, can breed rare minerals such as obsidian, earth flame stone, and water soul stone. They are all rare practices. resource."
"The Black Turtle, called the Spirit of the Earth, can actually suck the veins of other broken earth!"
"It seems to be hiding in the broken ground, but it turns out that it can control the broken ground and use its broken ground to find ore veins to suck in! The creation of its cave heaven and blessed land, and its own breakthrough and advancement, also seem to depend on this."
For example, after discovering the New World, Pang Jian's mood, which had been gloomy for a long time, became slightly brighter.
After a while, he calmed down and sensed the black turtle again.
This time, he saw the broken piece of trumpet flying away from the clouds below.
Pang Jian suddenly knew that a slender golden vein disappeared in the large broken ground above.
From now on, the mines in that fragmented land will no longer breed metallic ores.
At this moment, the black turtle that had been sucked into a mineral vein became lethargic again. It didn't even have a good conversation with Pang Jian before it took the initiative to cut off the connection with Pang Jian.
"Is this a way of evolution?"
Pang Jian was secretly surprised.
That night, he had been thinking about the wonders of the Eclipse Vine and Black Turtle, but he did not concentrate on meditation.
…
The next day, early morning.
Han Ting knocked on his stone door early in the morning, raised a token proudly, and said: "I got a new token, and I came here to take you to the meeting!"
The rising sun is rising, and the rays of light shine down.
In the broken land of Yuanmang, towering mountain peaks seemed to be shrouded in golden divine light.
Pang Jian stepped out of the cave, looked at Han Ting whose face was glowing with golden light, took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, and nodded lightly.
The rally was about to start, but Luo Hongyan never showed up, and he was still in a depressed state.
"Either the Blood Moon or the Yinling Temple..."
He suspected that Luo Hongyan disappeared because of these two sects.
He wanted to see how the people in Blood Moon and Yinling Temple would treat him by participating in the rally.
So as to determine who is targeting Luo Hongyan and his people, and to confirm the identity of the enemy.
"Bro."
Gao Yuan, who hadn't slept all night, opened the door of the cave with a frown on his face. Seeing that the hot-figured Han Ting appeared in front of Pang Jian's door early in the morning, he was no longer in a teasing mood.
Like Pang Jian, Luo Hongyan's disappearance made him extremely stressed.
Gao Yuan was worried that Jiuyuan would no longer care about the identity of the siblings and would find any excuse or arrange someone to kill him.
After all, Luo Hongyan killed Lingyun Sanren, and Pang Jian chopped off Zhu Yuanxi's head. Both of them had good relations with Jiuyuan.
As for him, as a boatman, he took his brothers and sisters flying around.
"Your sister?"
Gao Yuan asked.
Pang Jian shook his head.
Gao Yuan sighed and retreated into the cave again, 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 his left and right.
Some of the casual cultivators knew each other well, and they were chatting with each other as soon as they left the cave, showing expectations on their faces.
Some casual cultivators looked indifferent and climbed up the stone steps to the height of the first peak as soon as they left the cave.
Pang Jian looked around and up and down, and found that the people living on the lower floors had also left the cave, holding a token to attend the meeting, and went up the mountain along different stone steps.
In the distance, many casual cultivators who did not settle at the first peak, but stayed in the cloud sails or in the valleys in the mountains, also gathered towards the first peak from all directions.
In the cave above Pang Jian, on the 19th floor, there were also many young people dressed in luxurious clothes, talking loudly and leaving.
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Today this book is finally classified and recommended by an editor-in-chief, so... there will be four updates!
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