mynovelweb Chapter 867 Injured
Chapter 867 Injured
Nanzhou, in the mountains hundreds of miles away from Leihuomen.
After a great war, this place has been destroyed beyond recognition. The lush mountains are now bare, and some have even had half of their peaks cut off.
In the deep pit, Pan Chengfeng looked up at Shi Man and asked, "Where's the other one? Did you take care of him?"
Shi Man shook his head and said, "He ran away. A fusion cultivator is not that easy to kill. But Fellow Daoist Pan really surprised me."
Pan Chengfeng stood up, patted his butt, and jumped out of the deep pit, saying, "What's wrong with you?! I've already told you, I'm not Pan Chengfeng!!"
Shi Man said helplessly: "Okay, then what should I call you? This fellow Daoist?" Pan Chengfeng covered his chest and coughed a few times and said: "Call me Shao Shang Daoist Fellow or Master Shang~"
Shi Man frowned slightly and thought to himself, "Could it be that I really guessed wrong? He doesn't even want this opportunity to become famous?"
Pan Chengfeng's mask can even block the spiritual consciousness of a combined cultivator, let alone a corpse barbarian.
Shi Man was originally 80% sure that the person in front of him was Pan Chengfeng from the Dongzhou Yu Lei Sect, but now he seemed to be hesitant again.
Pan Chengfeng couldn't help coughing a few more times and continued, "I'll take my leave now. I'll meet you for a drink sometime~"
Shi Man hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, Fellow Daoist Shang~" Pan Chengfeng was stunned and asked, "Fellow Daoist Shi, is there anything else?"
Shi Man replied, "If I'm not mistaken, the 'secret method' of the Leihuo Sect should have been 'obtained' by Fellow Daoist Shang, right?"
Pan Chengfeng chuckled and said, "Oh? It's here with me. Is fellow Daoist Corpse also interested in this secret technique?"
Shi Man nodded slightly and said, "Although that secret technique has great hidden dangers, it can still be a life-saving trump card in a critical moment. I am indeed very interested in it."
Pan Chengfeng chuckled, rubbing his hands together and asked, "So, what is your offer, fellow Daoist Corpse?"
No one would ever think having too many spirit stones, especially Pan Chengfeng, because no matter how many he had, they would not be enough for his cultivation.
Shi Man stretched out a finger, and Pan Chengfeng was stunned and said, "One hundred million high-grade spirit stones? It's a little less, but it's barely enough~" As he said that, he stretched out his big hand and waited for Shi Man to pay.
Shi Man was completely dumbfounded. One hundred million high-grade spirit stones? Even if my family had a mine, I wouldn't charge people like that. He hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Shang, you misunderstood. I meant ten thousand low-grade spirit stones."
This time it was Pan Chengfeng who was stunned. He blinked, then turned around and flew away cursing.
Shi Man heard Pan Chengfeng cursing, using words like "idiot" and "brain-dead" over a dozen times.
"If you don't want to sell it, then don't sell it. Why are you cursing at me?" Shi Man muttered a few times and left.
Soon after, earth-shaking cries were heard from the mountains. Not only did the Xianyun Sect fail to gain any benefits this time, but its ancestor also died in battle.
Without the protection of the ancestor, the fate of the Xianyun Sect can be imagined.
Pan Chengfeng cursed all the way and returned to the old place after an hour.
Nangong Wan was hiding under the big rock, looking around. She saw someone approaching and quickly hid herself. Pan Chengfeng landed on the rock with a thud and said with a smile, "Don't hide anymore, it's me~"
When Nangong Wan heard Pan Chengfeng's voice, she leaped into Pan Chengfeng's arms and cried, "Why did you take so long? I was so worried!~"
Pan Chengfeng patted Nangong Wan on the back and said, "I'm back now. It's almost dawn, so I have to take you back quickly."
The two of them were affectionate for a while before Pan Chengfeng picked up Nangong Wan and flew quickly to the Pilgrimage City.
Soon, the two returned to Pilgrimage City, the Nangong family's manor.
Pan Chengfeng wrapped the two of them in spiritual clothes, secretly sent Nangong Wan to her room, and then left reluctantly.
He now has a new understanding of his spiritual clothes.
As long as the distance is not too close, even a combined cultivator cannot easily discover him.
In the past, the spiritual robe could deceive cultivators with lower magic power than him, but now he can do it even when facing cultivators with higher magic power than him.
Combined with the wind-moving technique of the "Xiaoyao Divine Art", during the battle, Pan Chengfeng only needs to wrap himself in the spiritual clothes and use the wind-moving technique to disappear from the opponent's sight.
In the previous battle, he used the spiritual clothes and wind-walking technique to deceive Cheng Beibi's eyes and consciousness, so that he could get close to Cheng Beibi. Otherwise, it would be hard to say who would win or lose.
After leaving the manor, Pan Chengfeng smelled the lingering fragrance on his hands and laughed, "This sneaky feeling is really exciting~~"
He was feeling quite proud just now, but suddenly his brows furrowed and he couldn't help coughing. After coughing for a long time, he finally couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood with a "Puff!"
Pan Chengfeng wiped the remaining blood from his mouth and thought to himself, "Damn it, I really can't just randomly take on the combined cultivator's magic. I'm afraid this injury of mine won't heal even after the competition starts."
There were less than thirty days left before the competition, but Pan Chengfeng was injured and took the full brunt of Cheng Beibi's eighteen lightsabers.
There is no other way. If not, he will not be able to deceive Cheng Beibi's eyes. His thunderball can only have an unexpected effect if it is within a thousand meters from the ground.
Although it did not cause any substantial harm to Cheng Beibi, it did disrupt Cheng Beibi's vision and consciousness, creating an opportunity for Pan Chengfengji to get close to him.
Otherwise, he would always be locked in by the spiritual sense of the fusion cultivator and would not be able to hide even if he wanted to.
A battle with a combined cultivator allowed Pan Chengfeng to gain a lot of experience.
After returning to Yingxianju, Pan Chengfeng hurried back to his room, changed his clothes, took out the pills, swallowed them and meditated.
A few hours later, Pan Chengfeng exhaled a breath of foul air, and the stuffy feeling in his chest eased a lot.
I opened my eyes and was about to stretch when I suddenly screamed, "Who~~~~~~" The voice sounded like an out-of-tune song.
Shangguan Yun scratched his ear and said, "It's this sect. Your injury has just healed. Don't be so startled."
Pan Chengfeng was still in shock and said angrily, "Uncle Yun!! Can you please stop being so elusive? I'll be scared to death sooner or later!"
Pan Chengfeng finally understood what it felt like to scare mortals by appearing and disappearing mysteriously.
Shangguan Yun chuckled and said, "Why? You dare to take advantage of others' misfortunes, and you're afraid of such a small thing?"
Pan Chengfeng rolled his eyes and flatly denied, "What do you mean by taking advantage of someone's misfortune? Uncle Yun, don't talk nonsense. I was meditating in my room all night and didn't go anywhere~"
Shangguan Yun nodded slightly, stood up and said, "Remember, everyone who comes here should say this~ We are cultivators from Dongzhou after all."
After saying this, Shangguan Yun left.
Pan Chengfeng rubbed his chin and muttered, "It seems that those big guys know about what happened last night. The Zijin Mansion really acquiesced to their actions."
These sects and schools were allowed to compete with each other, kill each other, and annex each other. Otherwise, with so many monks, there would not be enough resources.
Compared with ordinary people, cultivators in the Aotian Continent are extremely rare. For example, the Great Zhou Kingdom where Pan Chengfeng is located has a population of over 10 billion after annexing two countries.
The population is more than double that of the planet where Pan Chengfeng lived in his previous life, but there are only more than two million cultivators, although most of them are in the Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment and Golden Core stages.
But as long as you are a monk, you have to consume resources.
Although the main source of consumed resources has changed from spirit stones to renewable crystal beads, the supply still cannot meet the demand.
Just as he was thinking, a communication talisman flew over Pan Chengfeng's head. Pan Chengfeng stretched out his hand and input his magic power. A voice came into his mind: "Young Master, I have arrived at the Pilgrimage City."