In the cave.
As soon as Pang Jian thought about it, his soul was like a piece of golden light, surrounding the source demon sword made of black crystal jade.
When his thoughts penetrated the sword body, he saw clusters of burning demonic flames, groups of dark demonic clouds, as well as trees and river fields, all of which seemed to be generated by the demonic thoughts of the source demon.
The many demonic thoughts that were still wilting before became full again like water emerging from the bottom of a dry well.
"He chose the Source Demon Sword, the evil sword of Demon Sword Sect Mo Nan, and it became the object of his control. This Pang Jian will eventually become an evil demon. I really hope he dies early."
"Hey, why didn't Qi Qingsong die in the Forbidden Land?"
"Master, he is increasingly disapproving of me. I really hope he dies while fighting with aliens."
"Inner disciples, everyone is superior, everyone deserves to die."
"The sword tower should be destroyed as soon as possible!"
"..."
Various evil thoughts emerged from the demonic thoughts representing the source demon, which greatly surprised Pang Jian.
The evil thoughts are not owned by the source demon, but...the evil desires in the hearts of nearby living beings. They are the overflow of all their negative emotions, which are somehow mobilized and gathered by the source demon.
The source demon also uses this to restore his strength.
"Pang Jian, your soul is different from ordinary people and has the power to kill the divine consciousness. In my memory, only the Hell Soul Bee has this characteristic, so I can't deal with you."
The thoughts of the source demon are generated from clusters of demonic thoughts.
It seems to have multiple thoughts that are not unified with each other, which is very similar to the clairvoyant.
"But I can extract evil thoughts and evil thoughts from all living beings to grow stronger! As long as I leave that sword tower, as long as I am placed in a crowded place, the evil thoughts, evil thoughts, obscene and vicious thoughts that arise in their hearts will become mine. Food helps me regain my strength quickly.”
Yuan Mo smiled proudly.
"call out!"
Pang Jian's consciousness turned into a piece of golden light, and every time a cluster of cloud flames representing his demonic thoughts was illuminated, his ideology would be eroded and dissolved.
However, after a while, the clouds and flames will gather again.
The power that gathers its evil thoughts is the evil thoughts and evil thoughts that sometimes emerge from the hearts of Jianlou disciples, protectors, and elders.
"I can't handle you, and you can't handle me!"
As the demonic thoughts were eroded, it gradually regained its strength after being weak for a while.
It shouted: "As long as I have a little thought, I can use the evil thoughts of the Jianlou disciples to reunite the rest of the thoughts that you have destroyed!"
"If one thought is immortal, a hundred thoughts can lead to rebirth!"
"Only if all my thoughts are erased by you, will I be annihilated into ashes. However, if this sword is without me, it will become scrap metal!"
"It depends on how you choose!"
It showed no fear and allowed clusters of thoughts to be erased by Pang Jian, constantly shouting: "Pang Jian, you made a wrong choice!"
Pang Jian stopped and suddenly asked: "The foreign god, the guy who calls himself an insight, was promoted by a demon like you?"
"good!"
The source demon didn't show his soul, and his tone was full of pride: "We demons, among the many ethnic groups in the outer galaxy, will always be a higher ethnic group."
"Demon Sword Sect, the sect leader Mo Nan, refined the demon from the outer realm into the sword soul." Pang Jian nodded lightly and commented: "He is also a genius."
"It's a pity that he died." Source Demon sneered, without any respect for this master: "If he had become a true god first, and then I had dragged him to become a demon, I would not have ended up where I am now."
During the conversation, more demonic thoughts surged into the sword, and it regained a lot of power.
"hey-hey!"
The source of the monster laughed: "In your sword tower, many people do not welcome your arrival. Many people want you to die, want Li Zhaotian to die, and also want Chen Weihuang to die."
"Very good. Such evil thoughts can help increase my power!"
"I just like places with many people and dirty environments, especially practitioners with strong souls. Their evil thoughts can give me more power."
"..."
The source demon kept chattering.
"Chi!"
Pang Jian circulated the power in his body, using thunder and lightning, extreme cold force, blazing fireworks, and the light of the sun to sink into the sword and kill the source of the demonic thoughts.
"You, your power is so mixed and chaotic, how could Li Zhaotian choose you?"
"With your cultivation method, you can't reach the ultimate level of any great sword technique! You can't become a god, and that damn fat guy in the sword tower is blind!"
Clusters of demonic thoughts were destroyed by Pang Jian.
However, as long as a moment or three passes, it will gather again and change from weak to strong.
As it is said, it cannot be eradicated unless all traces of its existence are wiped out.
As long as it is in a place where there are many people and people's hearts are complicated and treacherous, it will soon be restored to its original state.
"The devil from the outer realm is indeed a bit tricky."
Pang Jian frowned secretly.
"Buzz!"
The sword command sounded.
Qi Qingsong's urging voice came, telling him the location of Zuiyun Tower and asking him to come over as soon as possible.
"Zuiyun Tower, at the foot of the mountain."
Pang Jian stood up and left the cave.
Among these majestic mountains and rivers, there are towns and villages where the outer disciples live and go, as well as the families of the inner disciples, elders, and protectors.
After identifying the direction, Pang Jian hung the Origin Demon Sword casually on his waist and headed straight for a large town.
Zuiyun Tower, a private room on the fifth floor.
Pang Jian was respectfully brought in. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Qi Qingsong twisting the wine bottle. He put his arm around his shoulders and pulled him in. He introduced with a smile: "Pang Jian, my best brother!"
In the private room, except for Zhuang Yuyan, who was sitting quietly, everyone else stood up and raised their hands in greeting.
"Tongming Peak, Jiang Yang. Junior Brother Pang, I have only recently entered the inner gate. Please take good care of me in the future."
"Fish leaping over the peak, Duan Jing."
"Fish Leap Peak, Xu Xuanlun."
"Piaomiao Peak, Tang Can, I am following Senior Sister Zhuang, please take care of me."
"Duanyuan Peak, Zeng Yulan."
"Duanyuan Peak, Song Zihe."
"I've met Junior Brother Pang."
Several people were holding wine glasses and had obviously been waiting for a long time. They all announced the name of the mountain peak and introduced themselves to Pang Jian.
"These guys have a better relationship with me and Qi Qingsong."
Zhuang Yuyan smiled and said bluntly: "Every sect has its own small group. They and we are one group."
Pointing to the two female disciples of Duan Yuan Peak, Zhuang Yuyan said: "They are from Duan Yuan Peak. During a trial of the sect, they went through life and death with me and formed a deep friendship. The same goes for Tang Can. He and I He is also from Piaomiao Peak and always listens to me."
Qi Qingsong said: "Duan Jing and Xu Xuanlun were the few people who still interacted with me when I became an outer disciple."
While talking, he pressed Pang Jian on the table, filled the glasses and started drinking wine.
After a few glasses of wine, Pang Jian was no longer so reserved, and the small group he formed with Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan gradually became more lively.
"When my master came back, he said that you were amazing, and you actually managed to tame the Source Demon Sword."
Zeng Yulan's beautiful eyes at Duan Yuan Peak were glowing.
She did not wear the usual blue robe, but specially changed into a close-fitting rose red dress, and frequently got down from the table to toast Pang Jian.
She has a graceful figure, swaying as she walks, and her face, lightly painted with makeup, has a seductive blush.
She came close to Pang Jian and said with a clear breath: "Junior brother, Sister Yuyan said that you saved everyone's lives in the forbidden land of Jue Tian. From now on, as long as there are dangerous trials arranged by the sect, I will I’m going to follow you.”
"Stinky girl, you are quite clever." Zhuang Yuyan said with a surprised smile.
He also studied under the elder Xu Wei, and another female disciple, Song Zihe, had a slim figure and picturesque features, and had the gentle charm of Xiaojiabiyu.
She seemed a little shy. Every time she toasted to Pang Jian, she bit her lower lip, as if she didn't dare to look into Pang Jian's eyes.
Pang Jian, who had never experienced such a battle, passively responded to the deliberate intimacy of these peers and listened to their introduction to the relationships within the sect.
Liu Junhong, Guanghe, Wang Ce, and Xu Wei, these four elders have a good relationship with the poster, and it was with Li Zhaotian's guidance that they each held important positions.
Guanghe, who has been in charge of Mojian Peak all year round, manages the library, utensil pavilion, Danwan, and so on.
Xu Wei is the important intelligence agency that controls the Jian Tower. The news Pang Jian received through the sword order from all major worlds was collected by Xu Wei.
Wang Ce helps the Jianlou select disciples. He is responsible for the selection of inner and outer disciples, the laws of the Jianlou, and the harvest of the mines and medicine gardens below the Jianlou.
Liu Junhong, on the other hand, dealt with external sectarian forces and also controlled the major families that relied on Jianlou.
"Before your master became the building owner, the elder who controlled these rights was actually someone else." Zhuang Yuyan frowned and said, "That power used to be the mainstay of the sword building, but now it is also deeply rooted inside the sword building."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several people in the private room darkened.
"listen……"
Zhuang Yuyan snorted coldly and said: "The most noisy room in Zuiyun Pavilion is occupied by that person's disciples all year round. Although that person has left the sword tower long ago and said he was wandering in the first realm, he has never I haven’t given up on getting involved in the Sword Tower.”
"Who is he?" Pang Jian asked curiously.
"Elder Jiang Ran."
"In the building, we have the highest seniority and the oldest elder. The last sword god in the sword building is his master." Qi Qingsong interrupted and said: "The last sword god appointed your master as the new building owner before he died. , not him."
"When your master became the master of the building, he had not yet been promoted to the late stage of the Immortal Realm, so he was suppressed by him for many years."
"The powers that the four elders control now were also firmly controlled by his people at the beginning."
"If he hadn't failed to attack the True God, and his realm had fallen to the middle stage of the Immortal Realm, and he hadn't made any further progress for many years, your master wouldn't have been able to hand over those important positions to my four masters."
Qi Qingsong told the inside story.
"Stare! Kick!"
Footsteps sounded like drums, and they quickly arrived outside the private room, then barged in without knocking on the door.
"I heard someone mention my master, so I came in to listen."
One person stood in front of the door, and behind him were some Jianlou disciples in splendid robes and jade robes.
He leaned against the door with his hands on his shoulders and sneered with a raised eyebrow: "What? I'm here, so I don't dare to continue discussing?"
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(End of chapter)
