"Luo Yuan, I know it's you!"
Seeing more than a dozen living dead, none of them paid attention to him, and they were still sitting with numb expressions. Ye Fei said with great certainty: "Apart from you, I can't think of anyone else in our Black Valley and your sword tower who has such strength and power." means!"
"If there really is this Luo Yuan, it should be him!" Fang Boxuan also said.
"Jianlou, outer disciple, Luo Yuan..."
Lu Lingchan's face was cold, and there was a strange buzzing sound coming from the bamboo flute, and he said with some competition: "I also want to see what is so special about people who have more spiritual consciousness than me!"
The rest of the people were also staring down, their eyes scanning the faces of the living dead, trying to find the perpetrators.
At this time.
Pang Jian rubbed his temples and shook his head secretly, feeling as if he had suffered an unreasonable disaster.
"The perpetrator is hiding among the living dead..."
With a thought in his mind, strands of golden consciousness swam out of the sea of consciousness and merged into his eyes.
With a pair of golden eyes, he carefully examined each living dead, looking at their facial expressions and body conditions, trying to find out who was the perpetrator in Zhuang Yuyan's mouth.
But looking around, he didn't find anything wrong.
There were a total of sixteen people with despairing hearts. It was as if they couldn't hear their conversations. Their faces, eyes, breathing, and movements were almost indistinguishable.
The sight of Pang Jian's golden eyes cannot penetrate into the other party's sea of consciousness and cannot see their thoughts.
"This person is scary, everyone must be careful."
Qi Qingsong summoned the Blue Dream Sword and considered whether to use the Dream Sword that he had recently comprehended to create a beautiful dreamland to explore the state of mind of those people.
Sudden.
"I'll go find him!"
Dong Tianze flew down, he immediately called out the ghost chant, and said in a cold voice: "The Yinling Temple method I cultivated has a secret technique that can penetrate into people's hearts and spy on the other party's ideology. Under normal circumstances, the other party must be completely controlled by me. Only by controlling it can you use the ghost chant to cast spells."
"Their current state is more suitable for me to use this secret technique. Next, I will try it one by one. As long as someone resists, he will be the perpetrator."
"For people who don't resist, I can see their true thoughts and know whether they are really heartbroken."
Everyone's eyes lit up.
One after another, figures fell from the stands to the deck, scattered around Dong Tianze.
"Boss Dong, after you use that secret technique, will it break their sea of consciousness?"
Qi Qingsong asked seriously.
Among the sixteen people, nine were Jianlou disciples. He was afraid that after Dong Tianze finished his work, all those people's souls would fly away and be annihilated.
As the leader of the Jianlou trip, he has the responsibility to protect the survivors and maintain the lives of those people.
Dong Tianze shook his head: "No."
"Okay, just cast the spell and we'll hold the battle for you!" Qi Qingsong felt relieved, his whole body became sharp and his eyes were sharp: "I also want to see if it's the man named Luo Yuan who is hiding among a group of living creatures. Among the dead.”
Zhuang Yuyan also said: "Let's do it. This guy is really scary. It would be good for everyone to find him out as soon as possible."
"Pang Jian, do you think someone is really involved?"
Zhou Qingchen felt a little scared. After he landed, he stood next to Pang Jian and couldn't help but said: "Who can be so sinister and vicious and pretend to be so like the living dead? What on earth does this person want to do?"
"I want to live alone, take everyone's spiritual jade as my own, and delay my death as much as possible." Pang Jian was secretly vigilant and said: "If this person really exists, he will definitely try his best to kill us all. die."
Before, he wasn't too worried and thought it didn't matter if he couldn't find it.
But after some analysis by Zhuang Yuyan, she said that this person might be hiding among the living dead and pretending to be a living dead, which made Pang Jian a little creepy.
Such a person, if mixed among the living dead, must be extremely terrifying!
If we don't get rid of him first, no one knows what else he can do.
"you are the first."
Dong Tianze used a ghost chant to point at the center of a person's eyebrows from afar.
He was a rather old disciple of the Jianlou outer sect who was wearing blue clothes and stooped.
An arm-long spiritual sword was placed on his crossed legs. The sword's body was bright, as if there was spring water flowing in it.
He closed his eyes tightly, there were spiritual jade in his left and right palms, and his whole body was wrapped in an aqua-blue halo.
"Thoring!"
Dong Tianze drank coldly.
A piercing scream suddenly came from the hole in the ghost chant, and wisps of blue-grey soul shadows flew out, easily passing through the spiritual light screen offered by this person, and landed on his ears, corners of his eyes, and forehead.
Everyone squinted and looked carefully, and could see wisps of blue and gray soul shadows, as if they were listening to something close to the person's skin.
This process lasts for several breaths.
While Dong Tianze was casting the spell, cold sweat broke out on his face, his breathing became heavy, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.
After a moment, he hurriedly took back those soul shadows, looking slightly embarrassed.
"not him."
Dong Tianze shook his head with a pale face.
"What did you feel?"
Pang Jian said curiously.
"There was total silence."
Dong Tianze took a breath, his expression was very bad, and he said in a deep voice: "This person's consciousness is in a state of stagnation, without a trace of waves. When I tried to feel his thoughts, I realized his despair, and I He actually started to be influenced by him!”
"I……"
Dong Tianze was deeply shocked and said in a difficult tone: "Gradually, my willpower was destroyed. I wanted to give up hope like him, and I wanted to sit back and wait for the moment of death!"
"If I didn't come back to my senses in time, I might become like him."
Saying this, Dong Tianze took out the calming pill and swallowed it, and began to adjust his mood.
"Like him?"
Everyone's expressions changed one after another. They were made more and more uneasy by Dong Tianze's personal realization.
"Let me take a moment first."
Dong Tianze closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, as if he was about to get out of a terrible nightmare.
After a long time, he returned to his normal state and cast a spell on the next person.
Another wisp of soul shadow flew out from the hole of the ghost chant, passed through the mask of the Black Valley disciple, and clung to the man's forehead, corners of his eyes and ears.
It's like a little ghost, listening to this person's voice at close range and sensing his thoughts.
Just for a moment.
More cold sweat broke out on Dong Tianze's forehead. His eyes showed struggle and his face was pale, as if he had been drained of more energy.
"Neither is this!"
Dong Tianze gritted his teeth and drank.
When he was about to take back the soul shadow, he found that the soul shadow was infected by the dead breath in the other person's mind, and its spirituality had completely disappeared.
"This time, I will take a long time!"
Under everyone's expectant gaze, Dong Tianze kept breathing, as if his soul had been wounded.
Pang Jian asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"
Dong Tianze opened his eyes, looked at Pang Jian, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just... I'm too tired."
After pondering for a while, he added: "If you don't sacrifice the spiritual power shield, just pretend that nothing is wrong. It seems that there is a kind of power that can infect their souls through the shield when they lose hope."
"Their state of the living dead did not evolve naturally. I think there was external intervention."
Everyone was shocked.
"You mean, the reason why we are not affected is because we are strong-willed and have never given up hope?" Zhuang Yuyan's eyes were filled with uneasiness.
The sword boat may be stagnant in the fog for a long, long time.
People who have not turned into the living dead and can still speak and communicate normally may gradually lose hope as time goes by.
Once the fire of hope in the heart is extinguished, unknown forces will penetrate the shield and erode the human heart and soul.
In that case, the shadow of death will also envelope everyone at some point.
Even she was not confident that she would be able to believe in herself firmly and feel that she would eventually be saved after a few years or decades.
"Um."
Dong Tianze nodded.
While speaking, he took out a nourishing pill to restore his mental strength and spirit.
Just peeking into the minds of two people was already too much for him, and he had the idea of giving up hope completely just like the other person did.
Once this thought was imprinted, he felt that he would become a living dead.
At this time, Pang Jian suddenly looked at a disciple from the Black Valley among the living dead and asked: "What is her name and what level of cultivation is she in?"
"Xu Jie, an outer disciple, cultivated in the late Dongxuan realm."
The person who answered was Lu Lianchen, who was also a disciple of the Black Valley outer sect.
He approached the Black Valley woman who looked the oldest, with the back of her hands covered with chicken skin and wrinkles on her face, and said: "She is over a hundred years old, and she is the oldest among us and the one with the least talent for cultivation. .”
It is rare for someone who is more than a hundred years old in the Dongxuan Realm to have poor cultivation talent among the major sects and forces in the second realm.
"What's wrong with her?"
Lu Lingchan was also approaching, secretly observing Xu Jie, her pretty face full of doubts.
She knew nothing about Xu Jie, and she didn't even look at the female Black Valley disciple until Pang Jian asked.
She is Gao Gao's personal disciple, and Xu Jie is the outer disciple with the least talent. There is a natural gap between their identities.
"What did you find?"
Zhuang Yuyan also asked softly.
With a calm temperament, she quietly approached Pang Jian and looked at Pang Jian's face with eyes that could see into people's hearts.
"This junior fellow student is quite...handsome. He is much more masculine than the smooth-tongued and undisciplined Qi Qingsong."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, showing some interest in Pang Jian, whose face was sharp and angular, and seemed a bit cold and unkind.
"Pang Jian, what's going on?"
"Is it her?"
Qi Qingsong and Fang Boxuan immediately asked questions.
Zhao Yuanqi hesitated for a moment, then took off the big red gourd on his back and made preparations in advance.
"Zhou Qingchen, my gourd can suck you in. If things go wrong, remember not to resist me when I aim the mouth of the gourd at you." She transmitted the message using Hongshan's secret technique.
Zhou Qingchen was stunned and looked at her strangely.
A dozen people were on strict guard against a person who was secretly causing trouble. What problems could there be?
What's more, they also have Zhuang Yuyan who is in the Concentration Realm!
Zhou Qingchen felt that she was being too cautious and making too much of a fuss.
Pang Jian did not answer everyone's questions, but solemnly said to Dong Tianze: "Next, you will find out her ideology."
"good."
Dong Tianze agreed immediately.
Then, he added: "Actually, I don't think it is necessary to explore further."
"Those people can't come back. From my point of view, they are dead people. I suggest killing them directly!"
"Pang Jian, since you suspect there is something wrong with her, I will kill her for you first."
The cruel Dong Tianze saw that Pang Jian was suspicious, so he grabbed Gui Yin and was about to take action.
——He doesn’t care whether the other party is the culprit behind the scenes.
Qi Qingsong's expression changed: "No!"
Lu Lingchan also hurriedly said: "She has a heartbeat, she knows how to use the shield to resist, and is still absorbing the power from the spiritual jade. She is obviously alive, how can she be killed like this?"
"Pang Jian, why do you doubt her? If there is no conclusive evidence, you should let Dong Tianze pry into her sea of consciousness again!"
"You can't just kill someone!"
No matter how talented Xu Jie is in cultivation, he is still from the Black Valley. As the leader of the Black Valley, Lu Lingchan feels that he has the responsibility to protect his disciples who are still alive.
Dong Tianze said coldly: "The living dead cannot come back. Their self-spiritual consciousness has been wiped away."
Pang Jian asked: "You mean, they have lost their self-awareness?"
"Um."
"Then I understand."
Pang Jian nodded.
next moment.
The killing gun shot out without warning and went straight towards the old-looking Xu Jie who was over a hundred years old!
The tip of the spear flashed with dazzling light!
The power of fire, extreme cold, and the power of the sun, stars and moon were forcibly mixed at the tip of the spear. When it touched Xu Jie, a conflict suddenly broke out and exploded.
The splendid spear light appeared in the form of a chaotic sword technique, instantly crushing the light curtain that Xu Jie offered.
"Peng!"
When the light curtain exploded, Xu Jie, who was sitting dry, suddenly disappeared.
On the third floor of Jianzhou's stands, Xu Jie, who had disappeared, suddenly appeared!
Her long nails were like sharp blades shining with cold light, pulling and tearing at her cheeks and body, cutting open her skin.
Then, an extremely thin figure emerged from Xu Jie's body.
This person has been wrapping himself in Xu Jie's skin, and now he is finally willing to reveal his true identity.
"Kaka!"
His joints crackled, his body suddenly swelled, and his appearance underwent subtle changes.
After a while, the image of a young man with a sallow complexion appeared in front of everyone.
"Luo Yuan!"
Black Valley Ye Fei suddenly screamed, with an expression on his face that I knew he would be like.
Ye Fei pointed at the man and shouted: "He is the outer disciple of the Jianlou that I mentioned! He appeared in the Yunlei Forbidden Land, he is Luo Yuan!"
There was a roar in Pang Jian's mind, and his consciousness was a little confused, and he was a little confused about the situation.
The appearance of the person who suddenly appeared was exactly the same as the one he had changed in the Yunlei Forbidden Land!
"this……"
Dong Tianze was also dumbfounded.
Isn't this Jianlou disciple who stepped out of Xu Jie from the Black Valley with blood all over his body the same Pang Jian who originally made the deal with him in the ghost altar?
Before his true identity was revealed, Pang Jian used the image of a sallow young man to deal with him again and again.
If he is Luo Yuan, then who is Pang Jian?
Dong Tianze's extremely weird eyes, the man on the third floor stand, and Pang Jian's face wandered around. I really wanted to ask Pang Jian what was going on.
But he held it back.
"Yes, I am Luo Yuan."
The man admitted his identity calmly.
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(End of chapter)
