To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

On the back of Dapeng, the mountains of the earth receded rapidly in front of everyone's sight.

It took half a day to travel nearly 50,000 miles, and in less than half a day, we would reach the edge of the wilderness.

Seeing this speed, Kong Ji couldn't help but exclaimed: "If Dapeng was so fast that day, that old guy Day Yufeng might not be able to catch up."

"Day and Wind?" Han Honghua turned her head and looked at Kong Ji. She came to Tianqi one step behind them, so she didn't know about the grievances between Kong Ji and the others and Zhou Yin.
Shangguan Yuzhou happened to be bored, so he immediately cheered up and told Han Honghua about the various dangers they encountered in Tianqi.

"This starts with when we destroyed an altar called the Black Snake Department in the wilderness..."

On the other side, Huangfu Wuqin, who had endured the whole journey after being separated from the prince and Qingluan Qingfeng, took advantage of Shangguan Yuzhou's talk to get close to Kong Geng and asked through a message: "Then what did the prince say to you?"

Huangfu Wuqin was extremely disgusted with the prince's senses, and his tone was somewhat disdainful.

Kong Xian didn't understand the origin of Huangfu Wuqin's dislike for the prince. After he laughed, he said softly: "It's probably the matter between Tianqi and Wudong, it has nothing to do with us juniors."

"Hmph, I think it's not just this, he must be harboring other bad things in his heart." Huangfu Wuqin snorted.

Kong Ji shrugged noncommittally: "Whatever, we have left Tianqi, he can still eat us."

At the moment when Zaifu Qiaoqiao's face turned into ashes.

"These people are all from Wudong." Zaifu Qiaoqiao sighed silently in his heart.

Especially after meeting so many masters in Wudong.

Now it seemed to be alive, crawling from her chest to her neck, and finally lying on her cheek, close to her consciousness.

A posture that could swallow her consciousness at any time.

Then there is Shangguan Yuzhou, a swordsman who defeated himself when he first entered the Ascension Wheel.

And my son’s friend, Han Honghua.

She seemed to sense some terrible aura, and in this brief moment, her expression suddenly changed drastically.

Zaifu Qiaoqiao's body softened and he fell down on Dapeng's back.

Now the strength is even more unfathomable.

While Zaifu Qiaoqiao was thinking wildly.

when! ! !
The melodious bells were mixed with the ferocious power of spiritual consciousness, which instantly swept towards the cloud-swallowing python that restrained Zaifu Qiaoqiao.

"Bang!" A golden, bright light of spiritual consciousness suddenly bloomed from Zaifu Qiaoqiao's field of vision.

That divine consciousness golden bell was naturally cast by Kong Xian using the divine consciousness witchcraft recorded in "Jin Ming Divine Refining Technique".

There were five people on Dapeng's back. Kong Xian and Huangfu Wuqin were talking about the prince.

The moment the latter was struck by the Golden Bell of Divine Consciousness, he immediately let out a painful scream and separated from Zaifu Qiaoqiao's body.

The tattoo patterns outlined on her body began to spread out of her body without her control.

This woman's blood was even hotter than that of a monster. Standing on the back of the roc, she looked like a humanoid ferocious beast.

Then he was suppressed by the Admiralty.

Her eyes suddenly condensed, and the consciousness between her eyebrows suddenly glowed with a deep yellow luster.

She was about to follow Kong Jin to Wudong, a place she had never been to before.

Gu Jiang shaman cultivators specialize in spiritual consciousness, and their perception is naturally much sharper than other cultivators.

It would be a lie to say that I am not worried.

Even though Zaifu Qiaoqiao was already in the realm of ghost spirits, she felt that she might not even be able to take a sword in front of Shangguan Yuzhou.

"Hiss!" The colorful python swallowed the snake letter, and its cold snake eyes stared at Zaifu Qiaoqiao's divine consciousness between his eyebrows.

She didn't know if she could gain a foothold in Wudong with her strength and be able to help her son.

This is the first time this has happened to Zaifu Qiaoqiao since he accommodated the soul of the cloud-swallowing python.

A strange scene appeared.

What made Zaifu Qiaoqiao even more desperate was that the spirit of the cloud-swallowing python had wrapped around her whole body.

Especially the colorful python pattern she majored in.

Only Zaifu Qiaoqiao stood obediently behind Kong Xian, silently listening to the chat between his young master and Huangfu Wuqin.

Shangguan Yuzhou and Han Honghua chatted about day and wind.

Don't wait for her to remind you.

Now not only could she not move at all, but even a word popped out of her throat.

The latter remained indifferent.

At the same time, a familiar young man's voice sounded in her ears: "Strange, why did your beast soul attack you?"

Her eyes looked at Huangfu Wuqin from time to time, then moved from Huangfu Wuqin to Shangguan Yuzhou, and finally looked at Han Honghua.

These are two of the same disciples of my young master.

After all, she desperately wanted to control the cloud-swallowing python.

There is no doubt about the power of Huangfu Wuqin, and Zaifu Qiaoqiao is most afraid of her besides Kong Zhen.

The power of her consciousness turned into a golden bell that was one foot long and rang violently in front of her.

After he broke through the cultivation of soul transformation, his soul and soul became one, and he could perform many witchcraft spells recorded in the Jin Ming Divine Refining Technique.

Not to mention the beast soul of just one monster beast, all the monster beasts under the realm of soul transformation will be suppressed under this golden bell.

But Kong Xian stared at the beast soul of the cloud-swallowing python suppressed in the golden bell with confusion on his face.

He had never heard of the beast soul of a witch cultivator attacking its master, so he asked Zaifu Qiaoqiao.

The movement here also attracted the attention of Huangfu Wuqin, Shangguan Yuzhou and Han Honghua.

Under the gaze of the four people, Zaifu Qiaoqiao's face turned pale. She seemed to have remembered some terrifying legend and murmured: "The method of witch cultivation is obtained from the witch god statue, and the witch god statues are all handed down from the witch temple."

"Legend has it that the messengers in the Witch Temple can easily control the beast souls engraved on their bodies by the witch cultivators."

"You mean, someone from the Shaman Temple is here?" Kong Xian immediately became alert.

Following his words, Huangfu Wuqin, Han Honghua, and Shangguan Yuzhou all looked on guard.

There are countless tribes in Gu Territory, but the one who truly controls Gu Territory is not the Jin Ming Tribe, the largest among the many tribes.

It is a temple of witches with a transcendent status.

It is equivalent to the spokesman of the shaman god in the human world.

Whenever there is a message from the oracle, it is delivered through the mouth of the Shaman Temple.

The messengers who came out of the Witch Temple were all extremely powerful.

At the same time when everyone was feeling uneasy at the words "Witch Temple", an evil and crazy voice suddenly resounded between heaven and earth.

"Xianyu Wenfeng!"

The sound rolled from the distant sky and reached Kong Ji's ears, and his expression suddenly became wonderful.

He glanced at Zaifu Qiaoqiao and roughly knew who was behind the scenes.

The name Xianyu Wenfeng was originally made up by him, but he had only mentioned this name in front of one person, and that was Saint Son of Gujiang.

This sinister voice is also very recognizable.

There is no one else except Holy Son Gu Jiang.

Thinking of this, Kong Ji looked in the direction of the sound.

But he saw a group of black clouds on the horizon ahead, rushing rapidly along the skyline.

You can feel the cold aura of evil coming from the dark clouds from a distance.

Kong Ji whispered out the essence of heaven and earth represented by the black mist: "The corpse essence of darkness and resentment!"

In this scene, it is even more certain that the person coming is the Holy Son of Gujiang.

The galloping clouds finally stopped fifty miles away from the void where Dapeng stood.

Then the smoke faded, revealing three figures.

The person in the center was covered in black mist, and two shaman cultivators, a man and a woman, stood on both sides.

The male sorcerer carries a long bow on his back, and the female sorcerer sits down and rides a dark goat.

Kong Zhen's eyes calmly swept over the three people in front of him.

The man in the center is undoubtedly the Holy Son of Gujiang.

The shaman cultivator carrying the long bow was also an old acquaintance of Kong Zhi. He was one of the two cultivators who had perfected their archery skills outside Bai Xiao's tomb.

After being sneak-attacked by Kong Zhen's Fengtao Dajuanxue, he fled in embarrassment.

Although Kong Ji won easily at that time, in fact, this male witch cultivator was not weak in strength.

As for the witch cultivator riding the black goat, he is naturally not a weakling.

However, Kong Ji's cultivation level has skyrocketed recently, and he doesn't pay attention to the two subordinates of Saint Son of Gu Jiang. Even Saint Son of Gu Jiang may not be his opponent now.

Therefore, he behaved quite calmly.

But Huangfu Wuqin and others on the Dapeng could not ignore the existence of Gu Jiang's Holy Son.

The moment they saw the thick black mist, they all made solemn sounds.

"Saint Son of Gujiang!"

Huangfu Wuqin snorted, her golden eyes were gleaming, and thunder surged all over her body, condensing into a thunder beast above her head.

Shangguan Yuzhou drew his sword. Han Honghua took a step forward with a solemn expression and stood with Kong Ji.

The three of them were all witnesses to the battle in the ancient city of Chao Di. The Holy Son of Gu Jiang's performance in the ancient city of Chao Di that day could be described as extremely ferocious, so he was naturally prepared for it.

As for Zaifu Qiaoqiao, he was the most frightened among them.

The moment he saw the Holy Son of Gu Jiang, he collapsed directly on Dapeng's back, with fear and helplessness filling his brows.

The Holy Son of Gujiang has a natural deterrent effect on all witch cultivators in Gujiang.

Zaifu Qiaoqiao's fear of Gu Jiang's Holy Son was engraved in his bones.

Compared with Kong Zhen's side, they are ready to fight.

The Holy Son of Gujiang, however, behaved very well.

In the mist, those crazy eyes looked at Dapeng's back, scanning the faces of Huangfu Wuqin, Shangguan Yuzhou, and Han Honghua, and when they caught a glimpse of Zaifu Qiaoqiao's frightened face, the corner of his mouth Show an intriguing smile.

Finally, his eyes were fixed on Kong Zhen's, and the two looked at each other dozens of miles apart.

"Do you dare to come over and talk?" The penetrating voice of Saint Son of Gujiang echoed in the world.

Kong Xian was still guessing what the purpose of Gu Jiang's sudden appearance was.

After hearing his words and the fact that he had just called himself Xian Yu Wenfeng, Kong Ji's eyes immediately showed a meaningful smile, and then he nodded slightly.

"Junior brother Kong Ji, don't go, there must be a scam!"

"Little Confucius, this guy has bad intentions, don't be deceived by him!"

Just as Kong Jin was about to leave, Shangguan Yuzhou and Han Honghua both stopped him.

Han Honghua even stood in front of Kong Jiang.

She didn't understand why Kong Jiang, who was usually cautious and thought twice before doing anything, was so impulsive today.

On the contrary, Huangfu Wuqin was the calmest one.

Because she is the only one among the people who knows the magical power of Kong Ji.

"Before Kong Jiang realized his magical power, he could fight with the Holy Son of Gujiang. Now this guy is definitely no match for Kong Jiang."

Huangfu Wuqin was constantly judging the power gap between the two.

At the same time, he made a light voice and said to Han Honghua and Shangguan Yuzhou: "Let him go, don't worry."

"This!" Shangguan Yuzhou and Han Honghua wanted to say more.

Kong Ji had already bypassed Han Honghua and flew towards the Holy Son of Gu Jiang. During this process, he did not forget to turn around and give the two of them a faint smile, and said slowly: "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion." "

As he spoke, Kong Zhen's body swayed, You Xu's movement method was activated, and he had already arrived in front of the Holy Son of Gu Jiang in a few flashes.

"You have courage!" Under the black mist, Holy Son Gu Jiang cast an appreciative look at Kong Jiang.

Kong Zhi raised his chin slightly and glanced at the ground below: "Let's go, don't you want to talk?"

"Okay!" Holy Son Gu Jiang took the initiative to break away from the two shaman cultivators and Kong Jiang and left together.

During this process, Gu Jiang Shengzi and Kong Ji were separated by only one foot.

At this distance, the evil corpse spirit wrapped around Gu Jiang's body could occasionally reach the corners of Kong's clothes.

The side of his body that was close to Saint Son of Gujiang felt a cold feeling, and goosebumps appeared on his skin.

However, under the operation of Shuangtian Daoji in his body, these discomforts quickly disappeared.

Kong Xian didn't know whether the Taoist base of Gujiang Saint Son had reached the earth level after absorbing the corpse spirit of Huiyuan.

Anyway, my Frost Heaven Immortal Foundation is a real earth level, which can eliminate the influence of the Obscure Corpse Spirit on me.

At the same time, Kong Zhi glanced at the young man who was wrapped in the evil corpse spirit from time to time.

At this distance, Kong Zhi was confident that he could use the supernatural power of the other side and severely injure the Gujiang Saint Son in an instant.

However, he did not have the obligation to deal with the Holy Son of Gujiang on behalf of Tianqi. Wudong and Gujiang had no grudges, and he did not want to make a fuss.

The reason why he resisted the Holy Son of Gu in the ancient city of Emperor Chao was because of his promise to the prince, and the reason why the prince could focus on resisting the monks from other worlds.

Soon the two of them arrived in a secluded valley under the earth.

This seems to be the location carefully chosen by the Holy Son of Gujiang.

There is a temporary pavilion with seats newly cut from mountain rocks.

The Holy Son of Gu Jiang swaggered and sat down on the other side of the stone seat.

Kong Xian was not polite and sat calmly at the other end, looking at each other from afar with the Holy Son of Gu Jiang.

At this time, Saint Son of Gujiang also removed the Obscure Corpse Essence covering his body, revealing a young man's face covered with black tattoos.

His facial features have been filled with tattoos, his entire face is pitch black, and the whites of his scarlet eyes are particularly eye-catching.

This was the first time that Kong Jiang saw the true appearance of Holy Son Gu Jiang. Judging from his outline, Holy Son Gu Jiang's real age was definitely not more than twenty years old.

Kong Ji couldn't help but exclaim: "So young!"

It has been seven years since Kong Ji first left the Cangwu Sect and went to Shuangyue Altar.

His total cultivation time is more than ten years.

They are all twenty-four now.

And Holy Son Gu Jiang is so much younger than him.

"I thought it would be a waste of words, but I didn't expect you to be so decisive." Holy Son Gu Jiang picked up a pot of tea on the stone pedestal, filled it up, and poured himself a cup.

"Aren't you afraid that I will set up a trick to kill you here?"

Saint Son Gu Jiang smiled when he said this, his voice as unruly as ever.

Kong Zhen, however, did not take it seriously and responded with a smile: "You are not afraid that I will suddenly take action and kill you, so what should I be afraid of?"

As soon as these words came out, there was already a strong smell of gunpowder.

Holy Son Gu Jiang paused while holding the teapot. He stared at Kong Xian's handsome face for a moment, and then he laughed and said, "You are much smarter than Prince Tianqi."

After saying that, Holy Son Gu Jiang drank the tea in his cup without thinking about himself.

He looked at Kong Ji with provocation in his eyes.

"Brother Xianyu, don't you dare to drink?"

Kong Zhi glanced at the tea in front of him. As a third-grade alchemist, he could tell the difference between elixirs and poisons with his eyes alone.

There is obviously no poison in this tea.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Gujiang Holy Son has the kind of poison that is colorless and odorless and difficult to distinguish with the naked eye and smell.

For example, Shang Shen Powder.

However, when the breeze blows and the moon disperses, Kong Ji has no fear.

He picked up the tea cup and took a sip lightly.

At the end, he commented: "The tea is good, not like Tianqi's."

Kong Jiang's calm attitude made the Holy Son Gu Jiang appreciate Kong Jiang even more. He immediately smiled and said: "The Ten Thousand Years Nourishing Tea from the Witch Temple is of great help to the soul. I would not bear to entertain anyone who is not an honored guest. ”

Sure enough, after drinking the Konglian tea, I clearly felt a cool force slipping along the limbs and bones into the Dantian, and finally integrated into the Shuangtian Immortal Base.

On the Immortal Base, the golden elixir's brilliance was a bit brighter.

The imprint of Bana Flower on the golden elixir becomes clearer.

"This sip of tea is worth half a year of hard training!"

"There are such divine objects in the Witch Temple."

This scene made Kong Ji's eyes brighten, and he subconsciously looked at the teapot placed on the stone table.

He reached out and picked it up, intending to pour himself another pot.

However, after he shook for a long time, there was not a drop of tea in the pot.

This scene made Gu Jiang Shengzi twitch his face, and he immediately replied angrily: "There is only one cup, I can't bear to part with more."

"That's such a pity!" The disappointment on Kong Ji's face was visible to the naked eye.

After reluctantly putting down the teapot, he calmly looked at Holy Son Gu Jiang: "Thank you Holy Son for your warm hospitality. I don't know why the Holy Son invites you."

"Originally, there was something wrong. After meeting the Zaifu Qiaoqiao of the Black Snake Tribe, it was all right." The Holy Son of Gujiang gently played with the tea cup with his fingers and said leisurely: "The Zaifu Qiaoqiao is hunting the elder of the Black Snake Tribe. , seems to be a member of the Black Snake Tribe, but her true identity is actually the second daughter of the chief Zaifu of the Man Ya Tribe.”

"Zaifu's lineage is the brother of the current clan leader of the Jinming Tribe, and he is under the command of Xianyu Zhaoye."

"Later, due to the fight for the legitimate heir, Xianyu Zhaoye was killed, Zaifu's lineage was also implicated, and the Man Ya tribe was slaughtered."

"According to tradition, the Man Ya tribe should be the sons of Xian Yu Zhaoye and the vassals of Xian Yu Yanhe."

Having said this, Holy Son Gu Jiang showed a ferocious smile on his face.

"Calculate the time, if Xianyu Yanhe had not broken through Zhangsheng, he would have died."

"And Zaifu Qiaoqiao will follow you even if he betrays the Black Snake Tribe."

"Your identity should be Xianyu Yanhe's grandson."

"I'm right, Xianyu Wenfeng!"

Kong Ji looked in front of him with strange eyes, and the confident expression on the face of Holy Son Gujiang was revealed.

Naa nodded.

He thought silently in his heart: "Even my sharp tongue can't compare to the brainstorming of this Holy Son of Gu." (End of Chapter)