To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

Chapter 126 Feng Yu’s remaining breath
On the edge of the sinkhole, Kong Ji stuck his head out and looked down at the abyss of the sinkhole that seemed to have no bottom.

Observing the sinkhole at such a close distance, the roaring wind made the muscles on his face ripple like water.

The strong wind pressure made it difficult for him to breathe, and his black hair was flying wildly.

If his legs hadn't been shaking to the ground like wooden stakes, he would have been swept directly into the sky by the wind pressure.

"No wonder those people were standing nearby, afraid to go down. The closer we get to the sinkhole, the greater the wind pressure becomes."

He quickly pulled his head back, and Kong Ji, who had experienced the power of this strong wind, showed a clear expression.

Han Honghua was less than ten feet away from Kong Zhan. She looked at Kong Zhan's move to test the wind pressure with a smile and did not stop him.

Obviously, Kong Zhen was not the first monk to do this.

"Even I can't stay in this strong wind for a long time, so everyone is waiting for the wind to weaken." Han Honghua explained slowly to Kong Ji who withdrew his head: "If you are caught by it, Going to heaven will be very troublesome.”

"More than just trouble, cultivators in the Yanglun realm cannot fly in the air. If they are swept thousands of feet by the strong wind and fall down, even those who practice physical training will have to lose their arms and legs." Kong Ji responded.

He had given up on continuing to explore the sinkhole, and glanced at the monks waiting around the huge sinkhole.

Several figures among them stood out from the crowd. There were almost no other monks approaching where they stood, leaving a large area vacant.

"Fellow Daoist Han, there must be a lot of people on the Hidden Dragon List this time." Lian Puppet, who was standing not far from the sinkhole, spoke in a low voice under Kong Xian's control and asked Han Honghua.

"Besides me, there are five other people on the Qianlong List." Han Honghua pointed to the direction where Kong Ji glanced, and explained with a cheerful face: "There are three of them standing at the scene."

"Little Lei Zun Qiao Tianyu, ranked 65th."

Qiao Tianyu is a natural acquaintance of Kong Ji. He is dressed in white and has a cold temperament. He looks like he should not let strangers in. He is in the eighth realm of cultivating the wheel and possesses thunder skills that are not trivial.

"Yao Wang Valley, Red Venom Snake Yan Jinchang, ranked 72 on the Hidden Dragon Ranking."

Yan Jinchang is a 24-year-old young man, not tall, wearing a red mask, only revealing a pair of eyes as gloomy as poisonous snakes, and his strength is also at the eighth level of Yanglun.

I have heard of the famous name of Yaowang Valley, Kong Ji. The people there are not only good at refining elixirs, but are also very knowledgeable in using poisons.

This Yan Jinchang has the title of red poisonous snake, and he must be an expert in using poison.

"Stay away from this guy." Compared to Qiao Tianyu, Kong Jiang was more afraid of Yan Jinchang, although there was not much difference in their rankings.

"Rank 59, Taoist Yu Baolai from the Golden Gate Duobao."

Yu Baolai is an older person, almost 30 years old, and it won't be long before he will be off the Qianlong list.

But Jiang is still old and hot. Yu Baolai is ranked so much higher than Qiao Tianyu, so he must have extraordinary means.

After introducing those who appeared at the scene, Han Honghua clasped her fingers and counted the two people who didn't come: "There are two more people who didn't show up, but a monk has seen them."

"They are the casual cultivators of Platoon 47, Water Crocodile Qiu Cang."

"There is also the last person, Lu Wenji, the immortal seedling of Dingyue Sect who is ranked [-] on the Hidden Dragon List. I heard that he is also here. That guy usually sees the dragon but never ends. I didn't expect that he would also be interested in this little blessed land."

"What state is Lu Wenji in?" Through Huangfuying's words, Kong Ji learned about the obscure hostile relationship between the Dingyue Sect and the Cangwu Sect.

Naturally, you have to pay more attention to your opponents.

According to Han Honghua, Lu Wenji is a young man about 21 years old.

She likes to wear Tsing Yi, her eyes are always smiling, and she looks as gentle as jade.

He is a good swordsman, and his swordsmanship ranks among the top three on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

After hearing Han Honghua's words, Kong Jiang secretly speculated: "I'm afraid he, like Senior Brother Shangguan, has already understood the meaning of the sword."

Not only that, Lu Wenji's strength may have reached the pinnacle of Yang Lun, the ninth level of Yang Lun.

After all, Han Honghua is in the ninth level of Yanglun. Lu Wenji, who is ranked higher than her, will naturally not be lower than her.

"Don't provoke him, it will be very troublesome." Sensing that Kong Xi seemed to be interested in Lu Wenji, who had not yet shown up, Han Honghua reminded him softly.

"If Lingxi, the leader of Dingyue Sect, hadn't crushed him, I'm afraid he would have been the number one among the younger generation of Dingyue Sect."

Hearing Han Honghua's slightly fearful tone, Kong Zhi was very sensible and did not ask any more questions. He said with emotion: "Dingyue Sect is indeed the largest sect in Wudong, with many geniuses. In addition to Lingxi, there are also people like Lu Wenji in the younger generation. Fairy seedlings.”

After saying that, Kong Zhen asked one more question: "How powerful is Lu Wenji?"

Han Honghua was silent for a while, and then said: "I heard that his first battle was to challenge Luo Jianfeng, who was No. 20 on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. He only fired three swords, and Luo Jianfeng took the initiative to admit defeat."

"Except for Lingxi and the princess of the Cangwu sect, among the younger generation in Wudong, he is probably the most difficult to deal with."

The younger generation Han Honghua refers to is naturally the young generation in their early twenties.

There are many people on the Qianlong list who are approaching 30 years old and are not among the younger generation.

"Fellow Daoist Han is also a genius. He has been ranked 29th on the Hidden Dragon Ranking at such a young age. I think your talent is not inferior to that of Lu Wenji." Lian Puppet spoke slowly under the control of Kong Xian and praised Han Honghua.

The latter waved his hand and said without hesitation: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, don't praise me. There is still a long way to go between me and Lu Wenji."

Han Honghua has a straightforward temper and is not pretentious at all.

The three of them had a brief conversation.

Standing on the edge of the tiankeng, Kong Ji's eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance. He glanced at the tiankeng and seemed to see something.

Immediately activate the eye-washing spell with all your strength and stare at the spot where your gaze is fixed.The picture of that location suddenly became clear.

But he saw a fist-sized, transparent light group with no fixed shape, shuttling back and forth in the strong wind like a feather.

Like an elf in the wind, it is not affected by the strong wind at all.

"Feng Yu's remaining breath?" Kong Zhi's eyes lit up and he spoke the name of the ball of light.

It is the essence of heaven and earth whose character is ranked three hundred, Feng Yu is still breathing.

Among the three genius disciples who came to Cangwu Sect to challenge that day, there was a female disciple named Yulun with Fengyu residual breath.

This wind feather remnant will only be formed in places where strong winds roar all the year round, and it is formed by gathering the essence of the wind.

The environment of this tiankeng fully meets the conditions for its birth.

Han Honghua seemed to have discovered the existence of the Feng Yu's residual breath a long time ago, and said with a smile: "It is indeed the Feng Yu's residual breath. Use it to cultivate the chakra, and it will be a considerable blessing for wind-based spells, but no one is willing to take this risk now... .”

Before Han Honghua finished speaking, she saw that Xie Guangxi, who had always been taciturn and standing not far behind Kong Xian, suddenly moved and ran towards where Feng Yu was still breathing.

This move not only made Han Honghua swallow half of what she said.

At the same time, it also attracted the attention of countless people.

He looked at the man in black with a strange look on his face and chased Feng Yu's remaining breath away.

"Does that person have to..."

This idea just came to everyone's mind.

The black figure had already jumped from the edge of the sinkhole, and his hands and feet were inserted into the rock wall of the sinkhole like fine iron. Facing the strong wind that could blow people up to the sky, he slowly moved towards Feng Yu's remaining breath.

"Another one who is not afraid of death." Many people had ridiculing thoughts, watching every move of the man in black with the mentality of watching a drama.

Even the geniuses on the Hidden Dragon List looked like they were watching a show.

Han Honghua walked to the edge of the sinkhole in a few steps, looked at the figure in black walking down into the wind, and said to Kong Ji with a strange look on her face: "Has your elder brother always been so brave?"

Kong Ji spread his hands, pretending to be helpless.

"He loves money as much as his life. If you can't stop him, let him go."

"Aren't you worried at all?" Han Honghua used to think that Xie Guangan's brother Xie Guangxi was stable and low-key, but now she felt that her perception had been subverted.

This behavior has nothing to do with being low-key and steady.

"Don't worry, my eldest brother is also a body trainer." Kong Jiang said very firmly: "If he loses his arm or leg, I will pick it up for him."

The thanks to Guangxi and the big brother are all liars.

Only Kong Jin himself knew that this was just a puppet.

If you break it, you can just practice it again. Compared with the value of a share of the essence of heaven and earth, Kong Jiang chose the latter.

Now around the sinkhole, the monks were waiting to be bored.

The man in black jumped into the pit, immediately arousing everyone's interest.

It's like watching a play, watching his performance to kill the boring time.

Kong Ji, who controlled the puppet refining, could clearly feel how exaggerated the wind under the sinkhole was.

Every time Lian Puppet made a move, his hands and feet were inserted deeply into the rock wall, but his body still had a tendency to be swept away.

He had to stick to the rock wall to reduce the area affected by the wind, and slowly moved towards where Feng Yu's remaining breath was.

Feng Yu's remaining breath was under the sinkhole, about five hundred feet away.

With such a distance, it took Lian Puppet nearly half an hour to reach half of it.

Seeing Han Honghua on the edge of the sinkhole, she shook her head secretly and said to Kong Xian: "Let him come back. Even if he can get the remaining breath of Feng Yu, he will not be able to go back the same way."

Kong Xian spread his hands and said something that made Han Honghua think it was very reasonable: "Sister Hua, do you think he can hear me now?"

If you were a monk, it would definitely be extremely dangerous. Because of the consumption of spiritual power, the body will also be tired when swept by this terrifying wind.

But Lianpuppet is different. It doesn't feel tired or afraid.

Although it is slow, every step is moving towards Feng Yu's remaining breath.

At first, the onlookers looked at the man in black as if they were having fun.

But as time went by, the man in black got closer and closer to Feng Yu's remaining breath, and many people stopped smiling.
A solemn expression on his face.

"This guy is really desperate!"

"He is really not afraid of death."

"I want to see how he comes back. Not even the geniuses on the Hidden Dragon List dare to say that they can survive the strong wind for two hours."

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(End of this chapter)