Purgatory

Chapter 234 White Crane's Mysterious Owner

The crane's wings, the vicious white crane covered with flowing fire and holes, fell into the grass again.

It was emitting thick smoke, its feathers seemed to be stained with magma and fire water, and it released a pungent sulfur smell.

It trembled, trying to stand up with two slender crane legs, and wanted to fly high again.

But its two crane legs are also covered with scars at this moment, and they just can't bear the weight of its body.

"Clap!"

It collapsed in the grass again.

"Little bitch! How dare you offend your Grandpa He, I won't let you go!"

It was still screaming and cursing vilely.

Pang Jian arrived with a gun.

Seeing that it was seriously injured and dying, Pang Jian flew down from the top of the silver gun, and landed in front of it with the icy shield on it.

Pang Jian's left hand suddenly stretched out from the hood, and clasped its slender neck.

Having had enough of its pang jian, he slapped the fluffy cheeks on both sides of its pointed crane beak with his right hand, making a "slap" sound.

The flames of the fight splattered!

"Dog thief!"

"Clap!"

"Untouchables from the lower world!"

"Clap!"

As long as it dared to utter a word, Pang Jian would slap its beak violently, causing its beak to become deformed and the fluff on both sides to be bald.

Pang Jian slapped this evil white crane dozens of times in succession, and the beak was numb.

Finally, it, which has always been swearing a lot, shut up obediently.

"Whatever I ask, you answer me, understand?"

Pang Jian grabbed its neck, turned its eyes full of hatred to himself, and said, "Where did you come from?"

Bai He, who had no energy left, lowered his head, opened his mouth and shot a bloody arrow at Pang Jian.

"puff!"

The blood arrow pierced Pang Jian's shield, but failed to penetrate.

Pang Jian's face turned cold, and he slapped him a few more times. The neck of the cheap white crane was twisted, and he was dying soon.

"Lao Tzu, I come from... the pure land of the Western Land, and I am the holy crane of the Pure Land!"

It no longer dared to open its mouth to insult, but stared at Pang Jian with vicious eyes, and whispered weakly: "The master I serve is the new saint of the Pure Land! She is the daughter of destiny, the fourth There is only one cultivation genius in the world in a thousand years!"

"On the day she left the Fourth Realm, the bones of Lord Tianfeng, our bird's spiritual belief, disintegrated, and we chose her as the inheritor."

"Her dantian spirit sea is formed by a natural thunder vortex, which is most suitable for practicing thunder spells!"

"The old thunder dragon who deserved death was an accomplice to attack Lord Tianfeng back then, so Lord Tianfeng chose her. Lord Tianfeng wanted to help her apotheosis with the Dao of Thunder and kill the old thunder dragon. Seize the divine path that has been occupied for thousands of years!"

"The master I serve is not long known because of the protection of the pure land, but it won't be long before her reputation will spread throughout the world of purgatory!"

"My master……"

Bai He threatened with a fierce look in his eyes.

Pang Jian listened silently, frowned, and murmured: "A genius in cultivation in the Fourth Realm was born with thunder vortex. On the day he left the Fourth Realm, the Tianfeng Divine Bone suddenly disintegrated and shattered..."

"Boom! Boom!"

Pang Jian's heartbeat was like thunder.

It was holding the white crane's neck, because it was too excited, it accidentally used too much strength.

"Whoa! Woohoo!"

The white crane screamed and could no longer make a complete sound.

Pang Jian was breathing heavily, and his pupils shone with light that made Bai He feel frightened. He looked at Bai He with a frightening expression, and said heavily: "What is the name of the master you serve?!"

The white crane with a slightly loose neck screamed in fear and said a familiar name: "Pang, Pang Lin!"

Pang Jian was shocked.

He casually threw the dying white crane aside like trash, and looked at Tianqiong with extremely complicated emotions.

Clouds and mist shrouded his head, and his gaze seemed to penetrate everything, as if he had seen the first land of the Westland Continent.

Pang Lin is right there!

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly..."

Pang Jian, who has always been taciturn and unsmiling, looked at the misty sky and grinned.

"Ha ha!"

He was breathing heavily while laughing, tears burst from the corners of his eyes, and he laughed like a beast that had been suppressed for a long time, finally breaking free from the cage that bound his body and mind!

"I didn't expect, she, she..."

Pang Jian spoke incoherently words that he could not understand.

It turned out that the younger sister I had been worrying about was not only still alive, but also became the saint of Xiyang Pure Land and the master of this white crane!

Also became, like Dong Tianze, the master of all "Tianfeng Shenwei"!

A heavy burden deep in his heart was suddenly relaxed, making Pang Jian feel that the whole world has become wider, and that every plant and tree in the world has become more beautiful.

"Little dog thief, are you scared? I..."

Bai He proudly wanted to say a few more threatening words.

Pang Jian, who was looking at the cloudy and misty sky, suddenly lowered his head. With a strange smile on his lips, he looked at the white crane with a strange look.

Bai He, who was frightened by his beating, felt a chill in his heart, and swallowed all the subsequent threatening words.

"The golden lightning bolts you collected with dry bones, but you plan to take them back and dedicate them to your master?"

Pang Jian asked kindly.

His sudden change of attitude not only did not reassure Bai He, but also made this Bai He a little suspicious.

Bai He said vigilantly: "Boy, you are just an outer disciple of Jianlou, you can't offend me, let alone the master behind me!"

"Stop talking nonsense, I ask you if you want to dedicate it to your master?"

Pang Jian glared at it.

"Yes!"

Bai He raised his chest slightly, and put on a loyal posture: "Only my master can analyze and refine the Thunder Dao Yun contained in these golden lightning bolts. Her archenemy in this world is destined to be the one from the Dragon Cave." An old Thunder Dragon, that's why Master Tianfeng chose her."

"My master!"

Baihe wants to sing praises again.

"okay."

Pang Jian interrupted the nonsense that was about to become meaningless below it, squinted at the extremely serious injury on its body, thought for a while, and pressed the palm of his right hand to the most serious part of the wound.

"Little bastard, I answered everything, but you still want to kill me!"

"I knew that death was inevitable, and I will scold you to death!"

"Even if I die, the Pure Land will not let you go, and my master will not let you go! Jianlou, Luoyuan, I remember you!"

"..."

Just as Bai He, who was about to kill Pang Jian, was afraid that he would miss a few curses before he died, and the filthy swear words were like a fountain, erupting crazily.

But this time, Pang Jian didn't slap its mouth.

"It's over, it's really over, he won't fight anymore, I'm really dead now..."

Bai He mournfully prepares to die.

But found...

A strange force implying a vigorous breath of life poured from Pang Jian's palm into the most serious part of its wound, connecting the broken meridians below the wound.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

The thick, water-like life force dissipated in its body along the wound, and immediately began to heal all its injured parts!

Bai He looked at Pang Jian in a daze, at a loss, and stopped swearing.

After a while.

It recovered a little bit of energy, its spirit was shaken, and it said triumphantly: "Hehe, boy, have you figured it out? You now know that the person behind me, Mr. He, the sect behind me, Mr. He, It's definitely not something you, a mere disciple from the outer sect of Jianlou, can provoke!"

"It's not too late, after all, Master He is still alive, Master He, I don't remember the faults of villains."

"You are not guilty if you don't know. For the sake of knowing your mistakes and being able to correct them, I plan to forgive you and stop worrying about your previous pursuit of Master He."

It finally stood up slowly.

Part of its black feathers fell off the ground, and due to the continuous infusion of life force and its own strangeness, it gave birth to new feathers.

"Luo Yuan, right?"

It is very satisfied with what Pang Jian is doing now, squinting his eyes and nodded proudly, and said kindly: "You are not bad, you are not the same as those little bastards from the Demon Sect, Heigu, and Tianshuize. Return to the Pure Land and meet my master, I will say a few good words for you."

"In the future, if you have the opportunity to come to the pure land of the first realm, you can report my name to Lord Crane, saying that you are my old friend in the lower realm."

"But you don't want to say much about my master's name for the time being, and don't mention it to anyone! My master's existence is a big secret of the Pure Land, and this is done to avoid angering the old dragon."

"..."

Bai He expressed his satisfaction with Pang Jian, who repaid his grievances with virtue.

Thinking of how he led Pang Jian to the Land of Thunder Punishment, and caused the surrounding Thunder to try to kill him twice, and now look at Pang Jian's actions to heal his wounds with all his heart?
Bai He felt a little guilty.

"almost."

After the five strange sacred leaves on the chest had withered, yellowed and greened several times in a row, Pang Jian grabbed the two claws of the white crane and pushed it into the sky.

"You bastard, we will meet again by fate."

Pang Jian waved goodbye.

The white crane flapped its wings and found that it could soar through the void again, so it also flapped its wings arrogantly, and said with airs: "Luo Yuan, you are very good, if you can't stay in the sword tower anymore, you can come to Xiran Pure Land Find me. You, Lord Crane, are protected by my master, so speaking in the pure land still carries a lot of weight."

It flapped its wings and flew higher and higher.

Pang Jian squinted his eyes.

"She and the tenth-level Thunder Dragon in the Dragon Cave have a great way to fight. In the future, I will try to kill the Thunder Dragon to become a True God. And since I am an older brother, I will naturally help her with all my strength."

In Pang Jian's heart, the old thunder dragon that was hiding in the dragon cave immediately became the target that he must eradicate.

If Thunder Dragon doesn't die, Pang Lin can't become a god, so he can only let Thunder Dragon die.

"Chi-chi! Chi-chi!"

After Bai He left, the power of the lightning gradually weakened on the surface of the lake intertwined with lightning.

Glancing at it, Pang Jian, who didn't want to have anything to do with Mozong and Heigu, immediately flew to look for Loose Cultivator Lei Kun.

After half an hour.

When inner disciples like Ye Fei and Lu Xiangyi rushed out of the lake one after another, they only saw a luxurious cloud sail, haunted by Yingying and Yanyan, setting sail away from the forbidden land of Yunlei.

……

ps: Lao Ni came back from Inner Mongolia alive, and was almost drunk to death by a group of burly men with an average height of 1.9 meters~~
Weakly, I begged for a monthly ticket to comfort me.

(End of this chapter)