To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

The melody that destroyed one's consciousness reverberated in the elegant space and reached the ears of the two monks, neither foolish nor angry.

The two monks immediately looked solemn and roared at the same time, with a strong voice like a lion: "Om!"

The two Buddha's voices collided in the void, and both were annihilated.

On the other hand, the prince was as motionless as a mountain, and the Buddha's voice was still reaching his body. There was golden light flowing on the surface of his body, isolating the Buddha's voice and not being affected at all.

But after the Buddha's sound shook, the prince frowned slightly, looked in the direction from which the Buddha's sound came, and murmured: "Zhen'e Bell?"

The source of the vast Buddhist sound is really the Zhonge Bell.

The two monks also responded. They looked at each other and stood up together. They bowed to the prince and disappeared into the private room.

Kong Xian originally came out to watch the excitement and wanted to see which blind monk dared to cause trouble in Xunyu Pavilion.

Who knew that it didn't matter if he saw it, He Xie saw it coming to his head.

Congyun brought it back to the imperial city by himself, and he brought it to Xunyu Pavilion by himself.

The deputy pavilion master You Peng found out his identity again. If something happened to Cong Yun, he would never be able to get away from it.

So he roared loudly and tried to stop Cong Yun.

The monk was in a strange state, his eyes only staring at the bronze bell above, completely forgetting himself, and not realizing that he had activated the power of the bronze bell.

Kong Zhen's voice did not reach his ears.

At present, many monks in Xunyu Pavilion who are still relatively young have been stunned by the Buddhist sound of the bronze bell.

Kong Xian knew that if he allowed Cong Yun to continue, he was afraid something big would really happen.

"The monk is offended!" He shouted softly, his eyes were sharp, and his body shot towards Cong Yun.

As his spiritual energy surged, he slapped Cong Yun with his palm, and the extremely cold breath instantly submerged the monk's small figure.

Although Cong Yun's consciousness was focused on the bronze bell, at the moment when the cold breath from Kong Geng hit his body, the former's cultivation was still running automatically.

Buzz! The Buddha's light ripples and condenses into a golden bell on the surface of the cloud.

when! Kong Zhen's palm struck the shadow of the golden bell, causing a deafening ringing sound.

Although Cong Yun was not hurt, the explosion of sound finally woke up Cong Yun from his weird state.

The latter's eyes suddenly returned to clarity, and he saw the monks running around in the Xunyu Pavilion with their heads in their arms, and the figure of Kong Ji standing beside him.

"Guilty, sinful!" Congyun said "guilty" and hurriedly put away his cultivation.

The bronze bell hanging high above the Xunyu Pavilion finally calmed down as Congyun's breath converged.

Seeing this scene, Kong Zhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to Cong Yun: "If you don't wake up, I will have no choice but to throw you out."

Congyun Hui gave Kong Zhen an apologetic look and explained: "The young monk was attracted by the mystery on this bell for a while, and almost made a big mistake."

Fortunately, the monks in Xunyu Pavilion stood up again as the Buddha's voice disappeared. Kong Zhi looked around and was secretly glad that he didn't see any casualties among the monks.

If something happened in Xunyu Pavilion, Kong Jiang wouldn't know how it would end.

On the other side, the monks who were shocked to death by the sound of the Buddha all looked horrified, and all turned their attention to the initiator of all this, the monk and the young man in white who stood in the center of the Xunyu Pavilion.

When the Buddha's sound vibrated just now, they were the only two people who were not affected. It was obvious that the Buddha's sound just now was produced by one of them.

"What kind of monk dares to cause trouble in Xunyu Pavilion?"

"Damn it, grandpa's head almost exploded from the roar of that Buddha's voice. Where are the guards from Xunyu Pavilion, escort these two people out."

Amidst the constant complaints, a voice of surprise suddenly sounded.

"Hush! Don't say too much, that boy in white seems to be Young Master Bingpo!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, their eyes all fixed on Kong Jiang's face.

In the imperial city, there were many people who witnessed the battle between Kong Xian and Shangguan Yuzhou and the Fourth Army, so there are still many people who know Kong Xin.

Take a closer look now.

"Yes, it's Mr. Bingpo." The monks who had some complaints before closed their mouths.

Even the group of bullies from the Forbidden Army were dealt with by Mr. Bingpo. Together, they might not be enough for him to fight.

Among the people who could come to Jade Pavilion, there were naturally some with profound backgrounds, but when they thought of the power behind Kong Xian, they suppressed the anger in their hearts.

"Trouble!" Kong Zhi heard the surrounding discussions, and he rubbed his brows in distress.

After Cong Yun made such a fuss, Kong Zhi couldn't stay any longer. Just when he was about to leave with Cong Yun and come back another day to get the three orifices spiritual ginseng.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Deputy Pavilion Master You Peng, who was rushing to the scene with three guards from the Ascending Wheel Realm.

Even though the deputy master of the pavilion was so smooth when he was discussing business with Kong Xian, now his face is frosty. Xunyu Pavilion will never be lenient to those who dare to cause trouble in Xunyu Pavilion.

It wasn't until You Peng saw Kong Ji standing with Cong Yun that his expression softened a little.

At this time, a guard walked out from the side and said something into You Peng's ear.

You Peng just nodded and waved away the guards he brought with him.

Seeing You Peng's arrival, Kong Zhi couldn't leave anymore, so he had to sigh, lead Cong Yun to greet him quickly, and bowed to You Peng with an apologetic voice: "I'm extremely sorry, Deputy Pavilion Master You . This friend of mine is a monk from Yunmo. When he saw the spiritual creature in your pavilion, he completely forgot himself and caused trouble to your pavilion."

"It's the young monk who has gone wild." Cong Yun also looked ashamed.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! I thought someone was making trouble." You Peng glanced at the faces of Kong Ji and Cong Yun, and smiled again, as if he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

As he spoke, he handed over a storage bag.

What must be inside is the three-aperture spiritual ginseng that Kong Jiang wanted to buy just now. Kong Jiang nodded and collected it without leaving a trace.

The conversation between You Peng and Kong Zhen did not avoid others, and the monks around them all showed strange expressions.

Even if the monk did it unintentionally, with the strength of Xunyu Pavilion, he would have to ask for an explanation.

"This You Peng obviously doesn't want to offend Mr. Bingpo."

Many people saw some clues and thought silently.

After Cong Yun made such a fuss, Kong Jiang and Cong Yun have become the focus of everyone's attention.

Now that the three-aperture spiritual ginseng has been obtained, there is no need to stay in Xunyu Pavilion any longer. Just when Kong Xian was about to find an excuse to drag Cong Yun away from the place of right and wrong.

His eyes suddenly narrowed.

He saw two monks wearing green monk robes appearing directly in front of him out of thin air.

The position of the two monks intentionally or unintentionally blocked the way for himself and Congyun.

"Huh?" Seeing this scene, Kong Ji frowned subconsciously.

You Peng, who was standing next to Kong Ji, saw the two monks and showed a warm smile. He hurriedly introduced to Kong Ji: "These are two young masters who are neither crazy nor angry."

"Don't be crazy, don't be angry!" Kong Jiang silently recited the names of the two monks, and a look of understanding appeared in his eyes.

Neither foolish nor angry, he is the personal disciple of Zen Master Du'e, the master of Shangzong Temple.

Tian Qi is a genius between Zhu Wenyuan and Zhu Wenyuan, the little swordsman of Tianquan Sword Sect. Kong Xian has heard these things from Bai Xiangming.

His eyes immediately looked at the two of them carefully.

The two monks were both young and unremarkable in appearance. Their facial features were somewhat similar, so they might be related by blood.

Upon closer inspection, the two of them and Cong Yun are both geniuses from the Buddhist sect, but their temperaments are very different.

Congyun looks free and easy, but in fact he is cunning. When he is not greedy, drinking and eating meat, he has the temperament of a sanctimonious monk.

The eyes of these two people were shining brightly. Although their clothes were simple, their eyebrows were more sharp.

Kong Xian saw some hostility in their eyes and was secretly on guard.

"The one who comes here is evil!" (End of chapter)