To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

Chapter 116 Undercurrent ([-] words update, please vote)
"These monks are all casual cultivators in this area. After so many years, I think there will be news about this. Pay more attention and maybe you can collect useful information."

These are all things Kong Ji learned from Feng An.

With such thoughts in mind, Kong Jin walked to a free area in Fangshi and placed a few bottles of Qi-nourishing pills that he had refined over the past few days.

He didn't yell, his eyes seemed to be staring straight at the elixir in front of him, but his ears were paying attention to the conversations of the monks around him.

Most of them were bargaining voices.

There are also monks talking about interesting things in the Xiling Mountains area.

Which monk found an excellent elixir in the mountains, who was killed by a monster, or a certain monk had an enemy with someone and had a big battle.

Hearing this, Kong Jin not only sighed.

The life of casual cultivators is also colorful.

It's just that compared to the monks of the sect, the mortality rate of casual monks is extremely high. Maybe you saw him setting up a stall in the market yesterday.

He died in a corner today. This kind of thing is not new.

Kong Ji placed the elixir, and it didn't take long.

Two casual cultivators, a man and a woman, stopped in front of his stall.

The man is 27 or [-] years old and has the cultivation level of Yanglun Sixth Realm. This qualification is considered acceptable for the Cangwu Sect.

The woman is in her early 20s and is in the fourth realm of Yanglun.

The two look somewhat similar, like brother and sister.

The woman lowered her body and picked up a bottle of Qi-Nourishing Pill, put it to the tip of her nose and smelled it. Her eyes suddenly brightened, as if she noticed that the bottle of Qi-Nourishing Pill was of good quality.

The shape of her mouth is extremely beautiful, which adds a lot to her appearance.

Holding the bottle of Qi-nourishing pills, he politely asked Kong Jiang: "Fellow Taoist, how do you sell Qi-nourishing pills?"

Kong Jin wears an ever-changing mask. Now he has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a rough appearance. He looks 27 or [-] years old.

His cultivation level has also been hidden by him with thousands of traces, reaching the fifth level of Yanglun. It is neither high nor low, and looks very inconspicuous.

"Seventy spiritual crystals per grain." Hearing the woman's question, he just replied symbolically and then stopped speaking.

These Qi-nourishing pills were all concocted by him, but they were of good quality and were [-]% effective.

Seventy spiritual crystals is quite fair.

When the woman heard this, she seemed to be hesitating about the price.

Her brother took the bottle of pills, looked at them, and said with some dissatisfaction: "It's just a Qi-nourishing pill. Everyone sells it for 51 pills. Why do you sell it for [-] pills?"

"Then you go and buy fifty." Kong Jiang glanced at the man and replied lazily.

"You!" The man was so angry that he pointed at Kong Ji, but there was no fighting in the city. The boss inside had the cultivation level of Yanglun Ninth Realm.

He had no choice but to hold the woman's hand and leave.

The woman was hesitating because of her value, but when the man pulled her away, she had to leave reluctantly.

"Brother, the quality of that Qi-nourishing pill is not bad, and it's worth the price." Vaguely, with the sharpness of his spiritual consciousness, Kong Ji could hear what the woman was explaining to her brother.

The man replied sarcastically: "I know, it's just too expensive. We can't even buy a few if we put all our money together."

Hearing this, Kong Ji, who was sitting at the stall, shook his head and sighed, "It's not easy even for casual cultivators."

I don’t know if it’s because the casual cultivators in Xiling Qunshanfang City are not as wealthy as the Cangwu Sect.

Or perhaps it was Kong Zhi's cold attitude.

After half a day, only one bottle was sold.

Kong Zhen also left in a hurry. Seeing that the market was almost gone, he packed up the stalls and entered the tea house in the market leisurely.

There are not only places to drink tea and drinks in Fang City, but also expensive delicacies cooked with monsters. As long as you have enough spiritual crystals, you can even stay here.

Absolutely safe.

People were coming and going in the tea room, all of them were casual cultivators chatting here after finishing their stalls.

This was also the purpose of Kong Zhi coming here. He ordered a pot of tea at random, and he drank one cup at a time near the inner seat.

There is certainly more news here than when setting up stalls.

Everyone was talking about interesting things that happened in Wudong recently.

A fat man with a big belly took a sip of tea and showed off his latest knowledge.

"Recently, there have been changes in the Qianlong Ranking. The Cangwu Sect has produced another young genius since Huangfu Wuqin. His surname is Shangguan and his name is Yuzhou."

"That young man is really fierce. Two months after he came out, he picked off two prodigies who were No. 80 and No. 75 on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Now he is No. 75 on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. The title given to him by the Hidden Dragon Ranking is the Sword of Rain."

"I heard that he recently challenged Minshan Sword, No. 60 on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, and many people are very optimistic about him."

After hearing the news about Shangguan Yuzhou, Kong Ji, who was drinking tea, slowly raised his head and looked at the fat man. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but he didn't feel too surprised.

He thought to himself: "The outer disciples of Cangwu Sect can no longer satisfy Senior Brother Shangguan's desire to fight."

"It's only a matter of time before he leaves the Cangwu Sect and challenges the Hidden Dragon Ranking. It seems like he's having a great time."

After Kong Xian walked out of the inner door, he heard Feng An say that Shangguan Yuzhou's cultivation had reached the seventh level of cultivating the wheel.

He also clearly understood the meaning of the sword, and even ranked in the top fifty on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, so he wasn't too worried about him suffering a loss.

Suddenly he heard someone say: "The Cangwu Sect's generation is not limited to Huangfu Wuqin and Shangguan Yuzhou. Do you know the Dragon King Yuan Xiao?"

"Who doesn't know the Dragon King? That kid is a fairy from the Golden Gate. He is only 19 years old. He reached 38th place on the Hidden Dragon Ranking some time ago. Now he is famous in Wudong."

"Give him another five or six years, and maybe he will be the next number one."

Someone immediately ridiculed: "Also, Yuan Xiao is not from the Cangwu Sect."

"I haven't finished speaking yet, Qiu Shi, you idiot, why are you interrupting?" The monk who spoke first seemed to be acquainted with the monk named Qiu Shi. He cursed before continuing: "Listen to the Cangwu Sect. According to the news from the disciples, the Quejin Sect sent three people to compete with the Cangwu Sect a year ago, and one of them was Yuan Xiao."

"Guess what? That Dragon King Yuan Xiao was dragged to the point of exhaustion by an unknown young monk from the Cangwu Sect, and the match was tied. I heard that the young man was the same age as Yuan Xiao, and he was only nineteen this year. .”

"Fuck you, that young man is so fierce. He can equal Yuan Xiao. Where does he rank on the Qianlong list now? What is his name? What title is he?" The monk named Qiu Shi smiled coldly and asked a series of questions. The man's face turned red with anger.

"I'm telling you the truth, it's because you don't have enough information." He then explained: "It's not that he won't enter the Qianlong Ranking, but that his life or death is unknown now. I heard that the competition was extremely brutal, and Yuan Xiao's chest They were all penetrated and fell to the ground with serious injuries. The young man did not have the evil body of the dragon, and there was no news after that battle."

"Probably died young."

The fat man who had discussed Shangguan Yuzhou before seemed to have heard this rumor, and immediately intervened: "I know who you are talking about, Kong Zhen, Shangguan Yuzhou's close friend in Huayu Sword. I heard that people on the Qianlong List have been paying attention He, just wait until he leaves the Cangwu Sect and rank him."

"But it's been more than a year, so I'm afraid there's no chance."

"The Hidden Dragon List is all paying attention. So, is this true? He was really a young talent, but he didn't have the luck of being a genius and died on the way." Many people lamented.

"The Cangwu sect has Huangfu Wuqin and Shangguan Yuzhou. The younger generation is already doing great things, so why should they regret it?"

Kong Ji silently listened to the discussions around him and drank half of the pot of tea without realizing it.When he heard his name, he thought with a rather strange expression: "People in this world of cultivation are also gossips. Cangwu Sect is so far away from here, these people can know the news, no wonder Boss Huangfu asked me to go first Hide for a year.”

There was a gap between Kong Xianwu and his own thoughts.

The gossip in the tea room never stops.

The lives of casual cultivators are very simple, and coming to Fangshi to listen to information about Wudong can be regarded as a way to relieve the boredom.

Vaguely, Kong Chi's ears suddenly moved.

Relying on his keen sense of consciousness, he vaguely heard two high-level casual cultivators discussing something not far from the corner.

I could only hear a hoarse, deliberately lowered voice saying to his companion: "There have been many new faces in Luoxia City recently. In the mountains of Xiling, the Monster Sect is also ready to move. It seems that it has been disturbed by many people. I'm afraid something big is going on. It’s going to happen.”

"Could it be that you came to the Xiling Mountains to hunt a certain ascending wheel monster?"

His companion was obviously not paying attention, so he responded casually: "It's not unusual for those big sects to come here every few years to hunt monsters and make elixirs for their blood."

"I asked you, besides thinking about women, do you think of anything else during the day?" The hoarse voice shouted angrily: "Those sect disciples who come to our Luoxia City, every one of them has their sect badge hanging on their waist, for fear that we unknown."

"Look at the man with thick eyebrows in the corner. Does he look like a disciple of a sect? He has been drinking tea and listening to the news. He may be holding back something bad. You should be more discerning."

"There are three or five people like him in our tea room. Look at the one by the window!"

"The one with thick eyebrows?" Kong Zhi was stunned for a while before he realized that the person was talking about him.

He had almost forgotten his current appearance and features, and after stroking the thick eyebrows between his eyebrows, he looked speechless.

Then he glanced at the other person in the conversation by the window.

He is a tall young man with handsome appearance and fair skin like a woman. His movements when drinking tea are slow and calm.

Kong Zhen just glanced at him, and he seemed to be aware of it, and looked at him out of the corner of his eye.

He seemed to have heard the two people's discussion about Kong Jiang.

Fortunately, both Kong Ji and the young man had their intentions hidden deliberately.

Their eyes only touched for a moment before they separated.

This scene made Kong Jiang feel alert.

"He hasn't cultivated his spiritual consciousness, so he can hear the hushed voices of those two people. His cultivation level is not low, at least the eighth level. With such strength, he is still not very young, and he can even be on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Whoever comes here is not good."

This is one of them.

Judging from the tone of the local casual cultivator in Luoxia City, there are not a few foreign cultivators like the young man.

They all emerged recently.

At this moment, Kong Jiang felt inexplicably uneasy. "Why is it at this time?"

"For what purpose did they come? Are they coming to Xihuang Little Blessed Land like me?"

"The parchment should be a unique thing. Maybe I'm overthinking it."

"But Dou Xiao is from the Blood Clothes Alliance, so have other people from the Blood Clothes Alliance seen the parchment?"

The young man who was suspected to have the strength of Qianlong did not stay long. He drank a few sips of tea, threw down a spiritual crystal and left.

Kong Xian did not follow him, but drank all the tea in a pot. After hearing no other useful rumors, Shi Shiran walked out of the tea room.

He did not leave in a hurry, but walked to the highest point of Fangshi and looked at the entire Fangshi.

Under his careful observation, he noticed many people behaving abnormally.

Generally speaking, the actions are the same as those shown by Kong Zhi. Drinking tea and drinking alone are all on the edge of the monks, silently hidden.

"Sure enough, there are many people who have the same idea as me, and they are all here to inquire about the news." This scene made Kong Xiang convinced of the words of the two local monks.

"I'm afraid the Xiling Mountains will be uneven."

No matter what the purpose of those foreign monks.

If Kong Xian wanted to find Xihuang Little Blessed Land, he could not ignore them.

This made Kong Zhen smell the smell of blood in the air, and he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

"You have to prepare early!"

Kong Jiang now has many trump cards, leaving aside his hard power.

Just to save his life are the Poison Pill and the Ascending Wheel Realm Refining Puppet controlled by Yin Ling.

It’s just that the former is a one-time consumable and is gone after use.

You don't even dare to use the silver bell easily. If you are not careful, you will be killed.

Therefore, in addition to the two trump cards, Kong Jiang needs to make one more preparation before he can feel at ease.

"Go and refine the spirit-dispersing ointment today. As long as there are no ascending monks here, my spirit-dispersing ointment will pose a threat to them." Kong Zhi made some kind of decision and walked down from the heights of Fangshi.

He did not return to Luoxia City, but rented a secret room in Fang City.

There are rooms for rent in Fang City. Three spiritual crystals per day are protected by a magic circle, so you don't have to worry about being disturbed while refining the elixir.

Kong Jiang directly paid the money for five days and prepared to retreat to refine elixirs.

As the day progresses, the sun sets.

As Fangshi entered the night, the casual cultivators also retreated one after another.

The place that was bustling with activity during the day became deserted.

It is not a very spacious room, but after putting down the Jinluan stove, there is still some free space in the room.

Kong Ji did not light a lamp, but sat cross-legged in the darkness.

He spent half a day adjusting his spiritual power to its peak state.

The purpose is naturally not to refine elixirs.

Before refining the elixir, he had one more thing to do.

Still remember where Kong Ji’s alchemy skills came from?

Naturally, it was obtained from the memory of Ge Xia's soul.

Sanling ointment is a high-grade elixir, and the cost of refining it is not low. There is no absolute certainty that the refining will be successful.

At this time, it is necessary to rely on Gexia's rich knowledge of alchemy.

"If it weren't for the purpose of refining the spirit-sparing ointment, I really don't want to suffer that kind of pain again." He murmured, after experiencing the memory of Ge Xia last time, the miserable end that made his soul tremble with pain still makes Kong Jiang The memory is still fresh.

(End of this chapter)