To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

Next is Kong Jiang's favorite part, cleaning the battlefield.

Kong Zhi went there with a smile on his face. After walking around for a long time, he came back with a dark face and kept cursing: "A bunch of poor people!"

Gu Jiang witch cultivators are really poor. Those Shenglun shaman cultivators don't have anything of value, and their storage bags are full of disgusting bottles and jars.

Obviously it is not something that monks who cultivate spiritual power can use.

The only thing of value is the remaining body of Shenglun and the three groups of heaven and earth essence they left behind.

It’s all about character, and the quality is out of this world.

Huangfu Wuqin and Shangguan Yuzhou seemed to have no interest in those qualities of the essence of heaven and earth, so they took advantage of Kong Ji.

After finishing cleaning up, the three of them boarded the Skylark again.

It's just that on the back of Skylark, there is a witch Xiu whose cultivation has been sealed.

"Don't tell me that this battle was so enjoyable!" Shangguan Yuzhou fought fiercely, with an indescribable heartiness, punching holes in Dapeng's back and pulling it off vigorously.

He didn't notice at all that Kong Jiang's face was getting darker and darker beneath his voice.

Huangfu Wuqin added: "If the old man hadn't used an altar to sacrifice his clan members in the end, I would definitely have won."

Kong Zhi couldn't listen anymore, sighed, and said to his two companions: "You two, can you tell me in advance next time you take action? Don't be so impulsive. Even if you take action, there is no reason to call the formation directly. .”

"This is Tianqi, not Wudong."

"If it weren't for Senior Sister Huangfu's Divine Refining Pot, we would all be in trouble this time."

"Oh, isn't this already won?" Huangfu Wuqin waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Even if the enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered..." Shangguan Yuzhou raised his head and shouted his slogan.

Before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by Kong Zhi, who sounded like he was furious: "If I acted like you, I would have died in the Frost Moon Altar."

"Next time! Next time I'll just turn around and leave!!!"

"In the worst case, I'll come back and collect the bodies for you!"

"Junior Brother Kong, don't be angry. I will listen to you next time." Shangguan Yuzhou felt that Kong Jiang was really angry, so he immediately apologized and smiled.

Only Huangfu Wuqin opened his eyes wide, looked at Kong Ji, and said with some surprise: "You yelled at me!"

……

Two days after destroying the Black Snake Division Altar.

The weather is getting worse and worse, as if the dark clouds from the entire wilderness have gathered here, and the rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, like pouring down.

No river could hold so much water, causing flash floods in the mountains.

In a high mountain cave 20,000 miles away from the Tianqi Dynasty.

A bonfire was burned to disperse the water vapor that continued to pour in from outside the cave.

Kong Zhi leaned against the rock wall, feeling the warmth of the firelight on his cheeks. He faced the outside world, and his eyes reflected the raindrops bigger than beans pouring down outside.

Didi~ The roof of the cave is not very effective in sheltering from rain. From time to time, water droplets seep down and fall into the puddles on the surface of the cave soil.

Dapeng curled up in Kong Ji's sleeves, sleeping soundly.

In this kind of weather, it would not want to come out no matter what. The three of them had no choice but to wait here for the rain to stop.

However, apart from Kong Zhen, there were only Huangfu Wuqin and the captured female cultivator from the Black Snake tribe in the cave, and Shangguan Yuzhou was nowhere to be seen.

Kong Ji unfolded his vision and moved his eyes towards the top of the mountain. He could vaguely see the figure standing in the heavy rain, as straight as the edge of a sword.

Ling Ran's sword energy lingered around him.

The heavy downpour fell three feet away in front of him, then automatically floated elsewhere without soaking his clothes at all.

On the day when the heavy rain fell, Shangguan Yuzhou seemed to have some enlightenment. Two full days had passed since he stood on the top of the mountain.

No matter how much Kong Zhen shouted, he seemed not to hear him.

His swordsmanship was passed down to Dongxian, but Shangguan Yuzhou did not stick to Dongxian's inheritance and had a faint tendency to develop his own swordsmanship.

This was the reason why Kong Zhen and the others stopped moving forward, because they didn't want Shangguan Yuzhou to miss this rare epiphany.

Kong Ji used his virtual vision to look at it for a moment, but he didn't see the reason. He had to retract his gaze and secretly exclaimed: "Senior Brother Shangguan is really a natural swordsman."

According to Huangfu Wuqin, this kind of enlightenment is rare, even she has never encountered it.

When Dongxian, the only member of the Cangwu Sect today, was young, he had an epiphany for three days in Qianchuan where thousands of rivers converged, and wrote the beginning of the Tianhe Sword Art, which made him the Tianhe Sword Immortal today.

There is also the "Snow Burial Record" handed down by the ancestor Xue Ying who sat in the snow mountain for three years.

Even Lei Zun's "Nine Thousand Thunders" was created when he was traveling in the Endless Sea and sitting in the Sea of ​​Forgetfulness for several months.

The inheritance of those ancestors were all obtained through enlightenment again and again.

One can imagine how important this opportunity is to Shangguan Yuzhou.

"As long as Brother Shangguan can earn something, it doesn't matter if he waits for a year." Kong Ji thought and looked back at the cave.

Huangfu Wuqin pulled up a white cloth in the cave and made it into a hammock, lying on it and sleeping soundly.

And the witch Xiu whom they captured from the Black Snake Tribe was nesting alone in a dank corner of the cave, looking around with wary eyes.

Her spiritual consciousness has been sealed by Kong Xian. As a witch cultivator who majors in spiritual consciousness, she no longer poses any threat.

So no shackles were imposed on her.

The strange thing is that when the witch cultivator looked at Shangguan Yuzhou or Huangfu Wuqin, his eyes were full of resentment.

Only when he looked at Kong Ji, there was a look of thought in his eyes.

It was obviously the Jin Ming Divine Refining Technique that Kong Xian used to activate when he sealed her consciousness, and she saw some tricks in it. Therefore, from time to time, I would steal my eyes towards Kong Ji.

But when Kong Zhen looked at her, she looked away fearfully, not daring to look at him.

"Speaking of which, the Jinming Tribe is also one of the top forces in the Gu Territory. Jinming's divine refining method is probably not a secret to other tribes in the Gu Territory."

"This witch Xiu probably knows the techniques I practice."

Kong Zhi stretched out his palm and rubbed it on his chin. He looked at the witch Xiu who took the initiative to look away, with an intriguing look in his eyes.

"About Gu Territory, most of what I know is from books, but I have never communicated with the witch cultivators in Gu Territory."

"If I have a chance, ask her about the current situation in Gu territory."

Kong Zhi got a chance clue from Xianyu Yanhe that pointed to Gu Jiang, and it was blessed with a chance value of up to fifteen points.

It is conceivable that the opportunities in Gu territory are great.

If he can palm life in the future, he will definitely go there.

Being able to understand the situation there in advance can also be considered as preparation for the future.

"It's just that this witch Xiu has a very tough mouth. She won't pay attention to anyone who talks to her. I'm afraid she won't be able to give in easily."

Thinking of this, Kong Ji felt a headache again.

Although compared to the other three regions, Gu Territory looks like a group of uncivilized barbarians.

But because they worship the shaman statues of their respective tribes, their beliefs are extremely firm and they are not afraid of death at all.

Kong Zhi could only think of sending her to the Tianqi Dynasty to see if the Tianqi Dynasty could pry her mouth open.

While thinking about it, Kong Zhi withdrew his gaze from looking at her, and closed his eyes amidst the sound of the storm outside.

The soul-suppressing bell had previously absorbed a wisp of black energy from the witch-god statue of the Black Snake Tribe, causing the witch-god statue to completely shatter.

However, there is an additional image of a shaman god statue on the soul-suppressing bell.

He didn't have time to study it carefully along the way. Now that he has nothing to do, he can take a closer look.

Of course, before Kong Zhen closed his eyes, in order to prevent the witch Xiu from escaping, he released one of his two puppets, Zi Hei.

Blocked at the entrance of the cave, even if the witch cultivator had the intention of escaping, she did not dare to move.

Kong Ji arranged the puppet refining and when he sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness, he was totally unaware of it.

When the witch cultivator squatting in the corner of the cave saw the purple and black puppet, her eyes changed, including shock and a very obscure excitement that she suppressed.

His eyes moved to Kong Zhihai.

It was raining heavily outside, but inside the sea of ​​consciousness was silence and darkness.

Except for the cloud-patterned monument that sits in the sea of ​​consciousness and is surrounded by the aura of chaos.

There were only silver bells around, and the bloody soul of Gexia floating in it.

Ge Xia's spirit remained as usual, lying blankly in the corner of the sea of ​​consciousness.

When the soul-suppressing bell doesn't activate it, it doesn't appear to be conscious at all.

Confucius is very relieved about this.

There is a cloud-patterned tablet and a soul-calming bell in his sea of ​​consciousness. Even if Ge Xia comes in when he is jumping around, he has to lie down.

So Kong Zhen just glanced at it and focused his attention on the Soul-Calming Bell.

The all-silver silver bell had no flaws before.

Since absorbing the breath of the witch god statue, there has been a small witch god statue pattern.

The strange thing is that the pattern doesn't look out of place at the moment. It's perfectly natural to be printed on the soul-soothing bell, as if it was supposed to be printed on it.

"This soul-suppressing bell can be used as the clan-suppressing magic weapon of the Gujiang Jinming tribe. It must be more than just a powerful soul-concentrating weapon."

"It should involve other secrets."

"It's just that I'm not a direct descendant of the Xianyu family, so it's difficult to find out the truth."

Kong Xian's consciousness stayed on the pattern of the witch god statue and fell into thinking.

"Since there is something extra in the silver bell, can I mobilize it myself?"

"It's like mobilizing Ge Xia's soul?"

With this in mind, Kong Jiang began to exploratoryly activate the soul-suppressing bell.

As his consciousness stirred, the soul-suppressing bell immediately shook in the sea of ​​consciousness, emitting a series of crisp ringtones.

The pattern of the shaman god statue on the soul-suppressing bell, together with the spirit of Gexia floating in the sea of ​​consciousness, immediately reacted to the ringing of the soul-suppressing bell.

Black and red brilliance erupted one after another.

All it takes is a thought from Kong Zhen to mobilize them.

"Sure enough, it can be mobilized!" Seeing this scene, Kong Jiang gradually felt at ease.

This time, Kong Xian did not touch Ge Xia's soul, but used the power of the soul-suppressing bell to activate the pattern of the witch god statue.

Boom! The body of the silver bell erupted with bright silver light.

brush! The black evil aura suddenly burst out from the pattern of the witch god statue, and finally condensed into a black-skinned monster with eyes as big as buckets, protruding teeth, and a giant python in Kong Xian's sea of ​​consciousness.

Its appearance is exactly the same as the pattern on the silver bell. (End of chapter)