To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

The Holy Son of Gujiang could be called the Holy Son. How could Yu Suo Fangming be an ordinary person?

In Gu territory, the word "holy son" represents the most noble creature besides the wizard god.

Although the Jinming tribe is one of the giants among the many tribes in Gu territory.

But the patriarch of the Jinming Tribe is still inferior to the Holy Son in terms of status.

It can be said that the existence of the Holy Son represents the Witch God and is the human spokesperson of the Witch God.

It is almost equivalent to the prince's status in the Tianqi Dynasty.

Moreover, what makes the Son noble is not just his status.

Rumor has it that the birth of each generation of Holy Sons is extremely cruel.

He is not a Son at birth.

At the beginning of the world, the Witch God would send down an oracle. There were countless tribes in Gu territory, and each tribe selected three young children to sacrifice.

Tens of thousands of children will enter the arms of the Witch God on the altar.

Only the person who can walk down the altar alive is qualified to become the Son of God.

Although I don’t know what the Witch God’s criteria are for selecting the Holy Son, there is one thing I must admit.

All the saint sons of Gujiang in the past generations were extremely talented, and none of the Gujiang monks of his generation could surpass him.

The prince asked Kong Zhen to block Yu Suo Fang Ming, because he thought highly of him too much.

Kong Ji really struggled for a long time whether to accept this deal or not.

But the moment the prince took out the calming pill from his sleeve, Kong Ji couldn't resist the temptation. He gritted his teeth and said this: "I can't guarantee that I can beat him. , the prince can’t blame me.”

Although the calming pill is good, your life is more important.

Therefore, Kong Jiang said that he could take action and try his best, but if he really couldn't beat him, he wouldn't fight to the death.

But regardless of whether he can beat it or not, this calming pill must be given to him.

This request was indeed a bit too much. Kong Zhi rolled his eyes and looked at the calm prince in front of him, waiting for his reply.

I thought the prince would refuse.

Who would have thought that the prince just smiled when he heard this.

"Deal!" The prince agreed happily.

"Perhaps he didn't take the Calming Pill seriously at all!" Kong Xian looked at the prince's calm posture and seemed to have some realization.

He was a little disgusted with the royal family like Tianqi. They all smelled like copper, which was so... enviable.

In the dead of night, on the way back from the Prince's Mansion to the Princess Mansion.

Kong Xian and Huangfu Wuqin were walking in the noisy night streets, with a dazed look in their eyes, and their minds were constantly thinking about the news about Yu Suo Fangming.

Unfortunately, he didn't have much contact with Gu Xinjiang witch cultivators.

Most of the rumors about Holy Son Gujiang come from Gexia's knowledge.

If you want to truly understand the current holy son of Gujiang, you have to ask Qiaoqiao, the aborigine of Gujiang.

It was a pity that Zaifu Qiaoqiao was sent to Tianquan Sword Sect to report to Shangguan Yuzhou, and for a while there was no one to ask questions.

"Looking at the prince's behavior, he probably doesn't know much about Yu Suo Fangming."

"Oh, it's really a bit reckless to take this job for a calming pill."

Kong Ji rubbed the center of his brow where he had a headache.

Fortunately, when he accepted the prince's request, he also left himself a way out. If he really lost to Yu Suo Fangming, he had no choice but to run away.

"I can escape from the hands of day and wind. How can a mere Saint of Gujiang be more powerful than Ming Wu's half-step palm strike?"

After arriving here first, Kong Xian's anxious mood just stabilized.

The change in Kong Ji's expression was not hidden.

Huangfu Wuqin, who had been walking side by side with him for a long time, saw all his emotions in her eyes. Seeing that Kong Ji's eyes finally regained their clarity, she turned her bright eyes and asked leisurely: "What did the prince tell you?" What can you do to make you distracted all the way?"

"It's not a big deal." Kong Xian didn't look into Huangfu Wuqin's eyes and mumbled.

What the prince said in Qin Chunyuan involved too many things, and he didn't want to drag Huangfu Wuqin into the water.

After all, even Princess Qing didn't tell her this. If she talked too much, she might make her master's wife unhappy.

However, at such a close distance, Kong Jiang could clearly sense the surging thunderous spiritual power in Huangfu Wuqin's body.

This made Kong Xian uncontrollably glance at Huangfu Wuqin beside him, and thought to himself:

"You can't say it clearly, but that doesn't mean you can't ask Junior Sister Huangfu to take action."

Recalling the scene where Huangfu Wuqin looked at the prince at the prince's house.

Only then did Kong Xian remember that Huangfu Wuqin beside him was the leader of Wudong Dragon. She is not even afraid of the prince. If he can join forces with her, then even if Yu Suo Fangming is stronger than the prince, he may not be able to get any benefits.

When he thought of this, Kong Ji was shocked. He coughed twice, and with a solemn expression on his face, he called Huangfu Wuqin's name in a low voice: "Senior Sister Huangfu."

Huangfu Wuqin rolled his eyes and replied angrily: "If you have anything to say, just say it!"

She knew Kong Ji very well, and generally assuming this posture would probably be up to no good.

As expected, Kong Zhi's serious expression could not last for more than a breath, and he immediately changed to a warm smile: "You said before that when we go to Chaodi Ancient City, we will join forces to fight against the enemy, right?"

"Of course, if the two of us are together, the prince will have to stay out of the way." Huangfu Wuqin puffed up his chest and abdomen confidently. Although he didn't know what Kong Qian had planned, when it came to fighting, she could Never vague.

"Then it's settled. When the time comes, the two of us will fight against the enemy together." Kong Ji smiled broadly and didn't mention Saint Son Gujiang at all.

Huangfu Wuqin opened her small mouth. She had a vague feeling of being tricked, but when she thought about it carefully, she realized that the proposal to join forces was made by herself.

Kong Jiang just repeated it once.

After thinking for a moment, Huangfu Wuqin felt that there was nothing wrong with him and nodded seriously: "Okay!"

With Huangfu Wuqin's promise, Kong Jiang no longer had any worries.

It is no exaggeration to say that the prince has already taken half of the calming pill.

There was no words to say all the way. After Kong Ji returned to the princess mansion refreshed, he directly sealed the courtyard with his spiritual power.

"Put aside the matter of Holy Son Gujiang for now. The most urgent task is to refine the third-grade elixir!"

Gently closing the courtyard door, Kong Yan, who knew exactly what he should do now, murmured.

Now that the prince's appointment has been fulfilled, there is no need to worry about anything.

Before refining the medicine in seclusion, Kong Jiang deliberately stepped in front of the barrier blocked by Xuanbing and checked the status of Dapeng.

The blue egg it turned into was a little more dazzling than before.

The green flame lotus pattern on the surface of the eggshell is lifelike.

But it will obviously take some time to break out of the shell.

Don't worry about this little guy making any noise while you're refining the pill.

Moreover, there is a Lian Puppet who is comparable to the realm of ghost spirits in Yanyu Yanhe, guarding him, and controlled by Shen Chong Puppet. As long as the Puppet is here, it will be as if Kong Zhen is here in person.

If something really happened, he would be able to deal with it immediately with the help of Xianyu Yanhe's puppet refining body.

So Kong Xiang just took a look and returned to the room.

Bang!

As the door panel closed, another layer of spiritual restriction spread out from the room, sealing off the courtyard inside and out.

In fact, these are not necessary.

Not everyone dares to break into the dignified Fifth Princess Mansion.

What Kong Xian was afraid of was that people in the mansion would break in without knowing it, such as Ma Guanshi, Huangfu Wuqin, and Congyun.

Having these two levels of restrictions can be regarded as telling them that they are in retreat.

After doing all this, there was a spacious bedroom illuminated by a spiritual lamp and candlelight.

Kong Ji had a thought.

Boom! With the surge of spiritual consciousness between his eyebrows, a black alchemy furnace was taken out from the sea of ​​consciousness, and finally slowly fell on the floor of the bedroom.

The moment the thick alchemy furnace hit the ground, the ground in the room trembled slightly.

Wow! Xuanshui gushes out from the Xuanwu furnace, and the old turtle Xuanheng appears on the furnace lid with his eyes half-opened and half-closed, and yawns lazily.

"Wuna little..."

It also thought that Kong Ji had called him out and had nothing to ask.

Just as he was speaking in the middle of his words, Kong Zhi reached out his palm with an expressionless expression, lifted up the stove lid, and made the old turtle sitting on the stove lid stagger.

"You brat, how dare you do this to your Grandpa Turtle!" Old Turtle was furious.

Kong Ji simply ignored this old bastard. After getting along with him many times, he already fully understood this old guy's character, and he would accept the tough but not the soft.

As he thought, the old turtle's figure was immediately suppressed by the Xuanwu Furnace, and turned into black water and returned to the Xuanwu Furnace itself.

"Finally clean!" With a low murmur, Kong Ji sat on the floor and spread out the prescription of the Big Broken Mirror Pill on his knees.

He did not immediately start refining the Fengchun elixir. After all, it was a third-grade elixir. He had to warm it up before refining it. He first refined the Great Mirror Pill.

After all, the Xuanwu Furnace has not been used to practice elixirs since he got it.

He still had no idea what kind of blessing this spiritually important pill furnace had on alchemy.

If you start refining the spring elixir hastily, you will waste ten thousand spiritual crystals in one furnace. (End of chapter)