To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

The sun rises.

The half-round sun slowly rises from the surface of Qinghu Lake, which is as wide as the sea.

Disciples and casual cultivators from various sects in Wudong gathered on the coast near the center of Qinghu Lake, quietly bathing in the morning light, waiting for the entrance of Qinghu Lake to open.

Disciples from the three sects, Cangwu, Quejin, and Mo Sheng, gathered together and occupied a large open space by the lake.

Huangfu Wuqin, Shangguan Yuzhou, Zong Changsong, and Zhai Qingning stood at the forefront of the many inner disciples of the Cangwu Sect, demonstrating the unique status of the four of them.

The Quejin Gate is headed by Yuan Xiao and three other Sheng Lun.

As well as Han Honghua, Fang Qi and a Shenglun strongman named Zhang Rui as the leading Mosheng sect disciples.

The three factions, a total of eleven people, were faintly approaching.

They all held a formation roulette in their palms, which Zhai Qingning made overnight.

If they encounter an ambush outside the Qinghu Paradise, they can each activate the roulette wheel to form a defensive formation as a means of self-protection.

But when I looked at the disciples of the three sects one by one, I couldn't see Kong Jiang.

Yuan Xiao seemed to have noticed this. He approached the Cangwu sect and asked Huangfu Wuqin and others in a low voice: "Where is the Kongji people? Doesn't he know that today is the day to leave the Qinghu blessed land?"

Han Honghua also frowned at the side. She had long noticed that Kong Ji was no longer there, and followed Yuan's joke and said: "The passage only opens for one stick of incense. If you miss it, you will have to stay in this blessed land for five years."

"I don't know. Junior brother Kong left early and hasn't returned yet." Zong Changsong was also troubled by Kong's actions. Leaving Qinghu Paradise was a big deal.

This is a waste of time, leaving Kong Ji in the blessed land of Qinghu, and he will inevitably be scolded by Huangfu Ying.

"Don't worry, we can't lose Junior Brother Kong even if we lose him. He will naturally appear when the time comes." Shangguan Yuzhou seemed to know where Kong Kong was, and waved his hand nonchalantly, signaling everyone not to think too much.

"It would be better if he didn't come. He would be left here to keep company with the fish in Qinghu Lake." Huangfu Wuqin narrowed his eyes and smiled intriguingly.

His eyes moved to the entrance of Changqing Zhenren Long Shu's space.

Kong Ji's figure appeared in the swamp pool blocked by vines.

He first bowed towards the inside, and then said softly: "Master Changqing, today is the day when the passage to Qinghu Paradise is opened. I will leave here now and come here to say goodbye to the master."

Master Changqing had helped him a lot. Without her help, the monks from the three sects would probably have to leave the starry sky altar.

Therefore, Kong Chi specially came to say goodbye before leaving, which was regarded as a basic courtesy.

Originally, Kong Zhen didn't expect Long Shu to respond to him. After bowing, he was about to leave.

Suddenly, the inner passage intertwined with vines squirmed.

Something flew out of the vines.

It is a blue flute, made of some special spiritual bamboo. It does not look like a magic weapon, but there is a charm flowing on the flute, which is not a mortal thing.

The flute flew straight towards Kong Ji.

He subconsciously caught it with a look of confusion on his face.

Before he could ask a question, Long Shu's clear and lazy voice rang in his ears.

"The Tide Calling Flute is the key to opening the passage to the Blessed Land. Blow the spiritual flute and the passage will open. You don't have to wait for the day when the Blessed Land opens."

"I have said before that when I inherit Qinghu Blessed Land, you can come in and out at any time. Just keep it, Master Changqing is very committed to his promises."

"Thank you, Master!" Hearing that it was the key to Qinghu Paradise, Kong Ji smiled warmly.

Long Shuneng gave herself the tide-calling flute, proving that she didn't hate herself.

I have nothing to do and come to this blessed land of Qinghu, what can I do?

There is no one else here, so of course I am looking for Long Shu.

This move was tantamount to Long Shu giving Kong Ji the privilege of seeing him at any time.

A true person in the realm of creating mysteries, and may even be the only one who creates mysteries in Wudong.

If you encounter a hurdle that you can't overcome in the future, you might be able to ask her for help.

In addition, the spiritual objects such as the Xingmai Huairou grass in Qinghu blessed land, the dragon's evil spirit and so on are not all in his pocket.

"The Starburst Huairou Grass must not be harvested yet. If I don't refine the top-grade Wheel-Ascending Pill, I'll take this spiritual flute and look for it again."    "The entire Qinghu Blessed Land is still mine, haha. "

Of course, Kong Ji would not say these things. He gently stroked the flute with his palms and his eyes were full of tenderness. This is a treasure.

"Ahem!" Kong Ji coughed twice, suppressing the uncontrollable smile in his eyes.

He bowed to Master Changqing again and said, "Now that I'm done, I'll leave now. I'll come back to visit my senior someday."

This time Long Shu didn't respond.

Kong Ji also knew the situation and didn't stay any longer.

After putting away the tide caller, his body twisted on the spot and disappeared.

The shore of the lake.

Whoa!

The previously calm lake suddenly started to ripple.

The water of the lake was rushing towards the shore in waves.

A huge whirlpool spread from the center of the lake under everyone's gaze.

As the vortex grew larger, a channel leading to the unknown bottom was formed from the center of the vortex.

The surrounding monks left their respective positions at the moment when the passage to the blessed land opened, and each used their own means to ride the waves.

Various spiritual powers and magic weapons are mixed together, forming a trajectory heading in the same direction.

The monsters in Qinghu Lake also emerged from the bottom of the lake at the right time and rushed towards the passage.

Seeing more and more monks swarming towards the passage.

Even Huangfu Wuqin, who had thought of teasing Kong Xian before, frowned.

Just when she was considering whether to send someone to find Kong Jiang.

The space beside her suddenly distorted, and Kong Zhi's slender figure appeared beside her.

Seeing the appearance of Kong Qin, Huangfu Wuqin's slender eyebrows relaxed, but her eyes were unkind and her tone was rather critical: "I thought you really wanted to guard the small fish and shrimps here in Qinghu Paradise. .”

"I can tell you that during the period when the blessed land was not opened, all the remaining monks disappeared without exception."

"If you die here, your master will not shed a single tear."

Kong Zhen's face was stunned. This was the first time she heard sullen words from Huangfu Wuqin's mouth.

This surprised him, and then he looked at Huangfu Wuqin with a half-smiling expression: "Senior Sister Huangfu, your way of caring for people is really special."

What responded to Kong Zhen was a pair of long white legs wrapped in agitated golden thunder.

Huangfu Wuqin obviously used Taoist magic, and his speed was as fast as thunder. There was no way Kong Ji could dodge at such a close distance.

A solid kick in the ass.

Kong Zhi only felt a numbness on his back, and the next moment his body lightened up. He was already being carried by the thunder and shot out, turning into a golden arc and flying towards the whirlpool.

Huangfu Wuqin suddenly showed his power and was full of intimidation.

None of the disciples of the Cangwu Sect dared to take another look at her. Even Shangguan Yuzhou subconsciously looked away and muttered, "Junior Brother Kong, why are you messing with her?"

The Quejin Sect and Mosheng Sect looked solemn.

None of the Ascension Wheel cultivators present had the confidence to avoid that kick.

"The princess of Cangwu Sect is now the well-deserved number one on the Hidden Dragon Ranking."

This is the voice of everyone.

Huangfu Wuqin didn't care what others were thinking. After kicking out, a smile appeared on his pretty face again, and he waved his hand in front of where Kong Ji flew out.

"set off!"

shhhhhh!
  Following Huangfu Wuqin's order, the monks from the three sects fired out in volley. (End of chapter)