After a period of heavy dizziness, Pang Xie felt a warm current in his body, wandering among the limbs and veins, and the five internal organs, where the warm current passed, it was very comfortable, but he couldn't lift his strength, and finally this warm current merged into the dantian, and fused with the cyan cyclone in the dantian, blending with water and milk, without any gap, and there was no difference from the aura that he had cultivated himself, and he suddenly felt that his cultivation had improved a lot.

This feeling made him very comfortable, he almost didn't want to move his fingers, he just wanted to fall asleep, just when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly found that the golden light flashed in front of him, and he woke up suddenly, and quickly opened his eyes, only to see a young man sitting in front of him, with his back to him, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and a golden light swimming in his body.

In a moment, the golden light on the young man's body disappeared, he shook his shoulders, sighed, and whispered, "It's finally back!"

After speaking, the young man was about to get up, Pang Xie reacted suddenly, and without waiting for the person to move, he quickly raised his right palm, leaned forward very quickly, and silently imprinted a palm on the back of the person's head.

The palm of his hand was everywhere, and the potential was secretly born, and this person didn't say a word, but he was stunned by the palm force, "plopped", and fell forward, just like that.

If it was before crossing over to that world, Pang Xie didn't have this kind of ability, at most, he would have made a brazen attack and knocked this person unconscious with one punch, but after that world inherited Bai Cheng's memory, he got a mastery out of thin air, and he could also play this kind of silent palm technique.

After knocking the man unconscious with one palm, Pang Xie had time to observe the situation around him.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look startled him a lot, just in front of and behind him, there were more than a dozen people lying horizontally and vertically, these people were old and young, the big ones were about forty or fifty years old, and the younger ones were only seventeen or eighteen years old, lying on the ground crookedly.

Pang Xie was afraid that these people would also wake up, so he hurriedly raised his internal qi and prepared to deal with these people, but after a long time, he found that all these people were motionless, so he bent down to help one of them, but unexpectedly, where the tentacles were touched, the body was stiff, and it was actually a corpse, and he didn't know how long he had been dead.

Pang Xie's heart moved, and he looked at all the dozen or so people, only to find that these more than ten people had been dead for a long time, most of them had peaceful expressions, as if they were dying in their sleep, only one or two people, with a look of resentment on their faces, their teeth clenched together, as if they were in great pain before they died.

Pang Xie frowned slightly, looked carefully for a while, and suddenly found one thing, it turned out that whether it was more than a dozen corpses, or the young man who was knocked unconscious by him just now, they were all very similar to Sima Jin and Sima Gao he had seen before.

"This group of guys can't be the members of the Sima family, right?" Pang Xie muttered to himself, feeling that his guess was very likely to be true, and said secretly: "Why are they all dead?" By the way, I remember that Mo Harrier said that after the death of that world, they will die together with the body of this world, so isn't it that these people are already dead in that world?"

"Wait, if you say that, others don't dare to say it, but there are at least two people who are definitely alive, one is of course me, and the other is - Mo Harrier!"

Thinking of this, Pang Xie couldn't help but move in his heart, looked down at the young man who was knocked out by him, and sighed slightly, in that world, the two sides inherited the memories of different people and became brothers with good friendships, and when they arrived in this world, they had a great enmity of life and death.

"Forget it, let you go this time......" Pang Xie was silent for a long time, and finally bent down to help him up, and flicked him on the head a few more times, making sure that he wouldn't wake up for a day or two before putting him back in again.

It is said that he and the Sima family have formed a mortal enmity, and they will be enemies when they meet in the future, but after all, he has inherited the memory of Baicheng, and he still has a little affection for Mo Harrier, so he is unwilling to kill him like this.

After settling Mo Harrier, Pang Xie began to carefully observe his surroundings.

In front of you is an extremely wide stone house, from top to bottom, there are three or four zhang high, the front and back left and right are seven or eight zhang long, the surrounding is empty, there is no other decoration, only two stone doors are embedded in different walls, other than that, there is nothing, but the top is inlaid with dozens of night pearls, the stone house shines brightly.

At the foot of Pang Xie, I don't know who it was, carved an extremely complicated magic circle, this magic circle is about three zhang square, with a whole lapis lazuli slab as the base plate, engraved with tens of thousands of Daomen cloud seals, as well as dense all kinds of formations, in the center of this magic circle, embedded with a circular array plate, about the size of a palm, there are many gold dots on the surface, smooth to the touch.

......

"Strange, why am I here?" Pang Xie frowned, he remembered that he had just pushed open a stone door before he crossed over, why did he sit on this strange formation after he came back?

Could it be that after I entered the stone gate, I came here? But why did I sit down again? Forget it, there are too few clues at hand, and I can't think of anything for a while, so let's take a look around first, what else is there, the people of the Sima family have worked so hard to come here, and they will not just have a formation, right?

Pang Xie thought for a while, took a few steps to the front of a stone door, and with a slight push, the stone door opened, and a milky white light shot out from the crack in the door.

Hey?

Pang Xie was curious, pushed the door and walked in, only to find that there was a small stone house inside, and what was shining was a night pearl on the stone roof, which was different from the outside, the size of a bowl, and was a real rarity.

Just below the night pearl, there is a stone bed, an old man in green clothes sits cross-legged, his hair is like snow, his face is like gold, his face is illuminated by white light, reflecting a faint golden light, and under the background of white hair, it is like a gold jade carving.

If you were a different person, you might think that this is a sculpture in front of you, but Pang Xie has seen Zen Master Huiming in that world, and knows that this is a manifestation of King Kong's incorruptible glazed body training to a very high level.

Pang Xie took two steps forward and came to the old man, and found that the old man had already stopped breathing, although his body was not damaged, it had lost its moisture, and there was no trace of moisture and luster.

The golden body is immortal, and I don't know how many years I've been dead!

Pang Xie looked around, and found that there was nothing except this golden body, and the stone walls on all sides were bare, and he knocked on it with his hand, making a muffled sound of "bang", and he could hear that all of them were solid walls, and there were no secret doors, so he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Is it a busy day, is there really nothing here?

Pang Xie shook his head, the Sima family would not do a loss-making business, and groped for the old man in Tsing Yi with his hands, but found that he was completely clean, except for clothes, there was nothing left.

No, there is nothing, nothing else can be understood, is there not even a talisman magic weapon? I don't know what magic weapon he used when he was alive.

Thinking of this, Pang Xie subconsciously looked at the hand of the old man in Tsing Yi, and saw at a glance that on the ring finger of his left hand, he wore a small white jade wrench.

Pang Xie's eyes lit up, he reached out and took off the wrench, rubbed it gently, and couldn't help laughing: "It turned out to be here!"