Pang Jian was stunned.
He didn't expect that Dong Tianze would be so obsessed with this matter.
After drinking for the first time and being drunk, Dong Tianze asked this question again.
"Meteorite sea? The unknown broken land?"
Zhao Yuanqi and Fang Boxuan's eyes brightened slightly.
Dong Tianze, who was obviously drunk, didn't know whether he could survive this disaster, so he revealed the secret buried deep in his heart and exposed the unknown piece of land.
"It's a pity, I don't know if I can survive..."
Fang Boxuan sighed secretly.
So what if you know there is such a broken land?
People in the "dangerous fog" can never find a way out, and death is their end.
What is the meaning of cultivation, fame, fortune, and status now?
"Pang Jian!"
Dong Tianze raised his voice, glared at him bitterly, and said sternly: "The matter has come to this, do you still need to hide it?"
"No one knows what will happen in the future. There is a high probability that you and I will die here. Now that things are like this, what else do you dare not say?"
Dong Tianze asked angrily.
He became the first drunk to forget himself, and his usual indifferent image was replaced by the madness in his bones.
Judging from the posture he put on, he was planning to ignore it in his drunken state. As long as Pang Jian gave a bad answer, he would fight Pang Jian and decide life and death on the spot.
"Boy Dong, why are you making such a fuss?"
Qi Qingsong snorted impatiently.
"This is a matter between me and Pang Jian, and has nothing to do with anyone else."
Dong Tianze's eyes flickered fiercely as he kept staring at Pang Jian, asking Pang Jian to answer his questions head-on.
"You can't drink. If you don't know how to drink, don't drink so much." Pang Jian said upset.
"Stop talking nonsense! Let me ask you, when you appeared in that meteorite sea, did you intend to take everything for yourself?" Dong Tianze was furious, not polite at all, and was ready to fall out immediately.
Pang Jian frowned and said in a deep voice: "Is this matter really so important to you?"
Dong Tianze resolutely said: "It's important!"
"I have no intention of monopolizing it, and I have no intention of doing anything on the Black Iron Mountain."
Pang Jian gave the answer first, then thought for a while and then said: "As for the broken piece of land you mentioned, I actually knew it a long time ago. The person who chased you back then was a rogue cultivator with scars on his face? I said that right. , he followed you in on a piano, right?"
As soon as these words came out, Dong Tianze suddenly changed his expression and looked at him in shock: "You, you..."
"Dong Tianze, the reason why you can survive on that piece of land is not because you are favored by heaven, but because of other reasons!"
"That's all I have to say, whatever you want to think about."
Pang Jian said with a cold face.
Dong Tianze, who had already stood up, held up the wine jar and drank heavily, then suddenly sat down again.
He looked at Pang Jian across from him with extremely strange eyes, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
The scar-faced cultivator, with his feet on the guqin, chased him all the way to the unknown place.
The casual cultivator was killed by his own hands, and the phoenix seal was refined and fused by him, and he was promoted to the middle stage of Dongxuan Realm.
He is the only one in the world who knows about this matter!
Pang Jian, however, revealed the matter as if he had witnessed the whole process, and told him that he was not the first to discover the unknown piece of land.
"Where was Pang Jian at that time? Since he already knew it, then I..."
Dong Tianze rubbed his hair, his mind was confused and he no longer had the confidence to question.
At this time, he still had a vague feeling that the casual cultivator who was stepping on the guqin would be pinned to the ground. It was not a sudden accident.
——But someone is secretly causing trouble!
"Could it be..."
Dong Tianze's heart knot was suddenly untied. He stopped drinking uncontrollably, lowered his head and stopped talking.
"Two strange guys..."
Fang Boxuan looked to the left, then to the right, and was confused.
"Stop chatting about grievances and grudges, lest we start a fight midway." Qi Qingsong smiled bitterly and said, "The original intention of calling you here is not to let you settle old scores."
"Then let's talk about something else." Zhou Qingchen said while chewing the dried meat.
Next, everyone suddenly started talking more.
Under Qi Qingsong's persuasion, everyone who was confused about the future had more topics to talk about due to the influence of alcohol.
They began to talk about the ups and downs of their spiritual path, interesting stories within their respective sects, the secrets of the first sect, and the legends of the four great spiritual beasts in the Holy Spirit Continent.
Zhao Yuanqi, who didn't talk much, and the two outer disciples who had low self-esteem also participated.
With the help of wine and meat, the number of topics increased, which diluted everyone's sense of unfamiliarity, and gradually relaxed everyone's heavy mood.
"I have a secret buried deep in my heart, and I won't be happy until I tell it!"
Ye Fei from Black Valley attracted everyone's attention with a soft drink.
When everyone looked at him, the inner disciple of Black Valley suddenly looked at Lu Lingchan and said seriously: "Junior sister Lu, what is the total number of spiritual consciousness you have?"
Lu Lingchan was in a bad mood. She was the first to drink and drank a lot. Her fair and jade-like cheeks were now flushed.
A burgundy halo appeared on her face and slender neck, making her look drunk.
As soon as Ye Fei said this, her eyes that were hazy due to alcohol suddenly showed a hint of pride that could not be concealed.
Lu Lingchan said calmly: "One hundred and twenty-four strands."
"One hundred twenty four!"
Guo Hongyuan, an outer disciple of Jianlou, clicked his tongue and said, "No wonder you were accepted as a direct disciple by the Valley Master!"
"One hundred twenty four……"
Qi Qingsong's lips came out with bitterness, and he said enviously: "As far as I know, Wu Yuan of the Demon Sect, Chen Lushi, and Jiang Chao of Tianshui Ze have not reached one hundred and twenty-four."
"Wu Yuan is one hundred and twenty-two."
"Chen Lu's poems are no more than one hundred and twenty."
"Jiang Chao? He only has one hundred and twenty-one."
All three sentences came from Lu Lingchan's mouth.
She knew very well about the total number of divine consciousnesses in the sea of consciousness of those proud disciples of the Dongxuan Realm in the second realm. This was because someone had mentioned it to her more than once.
Even if she didn't want to remember, she remembered everything clearly.
"Ye Fei, why do you ask this?"
While speaking, she glanced at everyone present, Qi Qingsong, Dong Tianze, Zhao Yuanqi, Zhou Qingchen, and Pang Jian.
In her opinion, just talking about the total number of divine consciousnesses in the Dongxuan Realm, not to mention the people in front of them, they just brought the people from the Demon Sect and Tianshui Ze and gathered them together.
——There is no one who can fight.
The total number of her spiritual consciousness is arrogant among the others, surpassing all the cave profound realms in the second world in the world. This is the confidence she is proud of!
——This is also the reason why her master values her.
"There is a person who also comes from Jianlou. He calls himself an outer disciple, and his name is Luo Yuan. He once met me in the Yunlei Forbidden Land."
"This person, I took a look at the sea of consciousness with the arowana mirror."
"Junior sister Lu, I don't mean to be disrespectful to you, but his total spiritual consciousness is one hundred and twenty-eight!"
Ye Fei said loudly.
"One hundred and twenty-eight!"
"Luo Yuan, an outer disciple of Jianlou?"
"How can this be?"
Everyone who was dizzy from drinking immediately exploded.
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. Really, I couldn't have imagined that someone would condense the total number of spiritual consciousness into one hundred and twenty-eight rays, and then still be silent in the sword tower." Ye Fei looked at Qi Qingsong. , said: "I asked Senior Brother Shen to ask you, and I also inquired secretly, but I didn't hear his name."
He kept shaking his head and sighed: "This is the real man of God!"
Seeing Pang Jian looking weird, he hurriedly stood up, bowed his hands, and said with a smile: "Brother Pang, I have no other intentions. You must be extraordinary if you can become the direct disciple of the original poster."
"I just drank too much, so I took out this person named Luo Yuan for everyone to discuss."
"Haha, if there is any offense, I will punish myself with three drinks!"
He immediately downed three glasses of wine before sitting down with a blushing face.
After that, everyone maintained the presence of the spiritual power shield and gathered in the stands on the third floor of Jianzhou. They continued to drink and eat meat and chat freely.
While they were talking, one of the "living dead" in Jianlou and Black Valley on the deck would die from time to time.
People who have weak willpower and have already given up in their hearts are not worthy of their much attention.
Those people are not qualified to ask for the concentrated jade from the hands of the eleven of them to maintain their lives.
this day.
Guo Hongyuan, the outer disciple of Jianlou, and Qi Qingsong came back from the cabin below the sword boat.
"Senior Brother Han, he died in the cabin a long time ago."
Qi Qingsong's face was gloomy. He stared at the people in the stands and said, "There should have been thirty-one spiritual jade left, but now not a single piece is missing."
"Someone took advantage of the chaos to enter the cabin and took away the spiritual jade."
"There may be something fishy about Senior Brother Han's death! He has so many spiritual jade in his hands, it is unlikely that he could not think about it and ended his life early!"
Guo Hongyuan also said in a deep voice: "We went down together. I can confirm that we did not find those spiritual jade."
Pang Jian used his spiritual power to remove the alcohol from his body and looked at the people next to him with doubtful eyes.
Others, like him, were looking around with suspicion.
Everyone's eyes revealed the same meaning: Who secretly entered the cabin of the sword boat, murdered Han Lu, and took for himself the spiritual jade that was supposed to run the sword boat?
"It's very simple. Just check everyone's storage bracelets and see the total number of spiritual jade in them."
Fang Boxuan suggested.
"The amount of spiritual jade I have now exceeds 30,000, but it's not my fault." Lu Lingchan snorted and explained, "Before I came here, my master gave me 70,000 spiritual jade."
"Seventy thousand..."
Ye Fei and Lu Lianchen from Heigu were shocked.
She thought to herself that the Valley Master really loved her as much as a mountain, and he would give her such a large amount of spiritual jade as she asked.
"I have many spiritual jade, so there is no need to kill Han Lu. His death has nothing to do with me." Lu Lingchan said again.
"I don't have the ability to kill Han Lu." Zhou Qingchen expressed his position, and then said: "Pang Jian and I have always been together. We have never been separated."
What he said was to clear Pang Jian from suspicion.
"I never left the deck of the sword boat."
Zhao Yuanqi, who was dressed in black and had silver hair, said coldly.
Qi Qingsong looked around, scanning everyone's faces one by one, and confirmed that Lu Lianchen, Ye Fei, Dong Tianze, Fang Boxuan, Zhou Qingchen, and Zhao Yuanqi were not capable of killing Han Lu alone.
He felt that only he, Lu Lingchan, Pang Jian and Zhuang Yuyan had the ability to kill Han Lu.
Then he silently excluded Lu Lingchan, then Pang Jian, and finally looked at Zhuang Yuyan.
"Senior Sister Zhuang, did you do this?"
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It’s not easy for a man to get up at five o’clock~
There will be an update in the morning, there will be three chapters that day~~
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