To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

After talking about the recent developments of the Cangwu Sect, Dongxian changed the topic.

"On the day that the Imperial City ended, the news that the three people in the Imperial City were suspected of being watched by Zaoxuan had already spread to Wudong."

"Many sects in Wudong are panic-stricken. People from Quejin Sect, Mo Sheng Sect, and Yaowang Valley have come to see your master many times to discuss countermeasures."

"There are also envoys visiting from the Endless Sea."

When Dongxian mentioned the Endless Sea, Kong Ji's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he repeated: "The Endless Sea?"

Wudong is adjacent to the Endless Sea, and there is not much intersection between the two areas.

In the face of the upcoming disaster that threatens the entire Xianyun Realm, Wudong and Endless Sea can be natural allies and serve as each other's horns.

This is a natural advantage that Wudong and Tianqi do not have.

Thinking of this, Kong Zhi responded: "If those people on the other side of the Endless Sea can lower themselves and visit our faction, they will be able to see the situation clearly."

Dongxian nodded, obviously he agreed with what Kong Xi said, and immediately said: "Your master means the same thing."

A smile suddenly appeared in the eyes that were sharper than swords.

In fact, Dong Xian doesn’t have to care whether Kong Ji agrees or not.

In Dongxian's opinion, Kong Zhen is the kind of candidate who can achieve both.

"That disciple has resigned!" Kong Xian saluted respectfully and then slowly exited the study.

In fact, according to his seniority, Kong Jiang should have called Dongxian "Senior Uncle" long ago.

"Okay, it's settled."

Let's talk about business and private matters.

Kong Xian’s words definitely come from his heart.

"Three years have passed. Calculating the age, Xiaoye should be twelve years old. He must have grown a lot."

Another disciple of Dongxian was in a good mood, and his voice became much gentler: "You are tired from the long journey. Go back and take a good rest."

After talking about the sect affairs, Dong Xian suddenly took two steps towards Kong Ji and came to him.

As the leader of the sect, his status as the first disciple is enough, so this trip to the Endless Sea should have been arranged long ago.

Dongxian is known as Tianhe Sword Immortal.

All he could think about now was Dong Xian's intention to recruit Mu Ono as his disciple.

The sect cannot live without a master, and Dongxian must be inseparable from it.

"Two months later is the agreed time. As the chief disciple of the Cangwu Sect, you will go to the Endless Sea together with the top leaders of the Wudong Sect such as the Quejin Sect, Mo Sheng Sect, and Yaowang Valley."

At present, Huangfuying is in seclusion, and Lei Zun is protecting him.

"You brought Mu Xiaoye back to the sect, and I have a deep relationship with you."

It's just that he was too afraid of Dongxian's identity and always addressed him as the hall master. Now that his mood was fluctuating, he subconsciously called Dongxian his master.

After walking out of Qingcang Hall, I stood on the edge of the platform outside the hall, following the night sky and looking up at the other four peaks of the inner gate of Cangwu.

If a sect wants to stand for a long time, the combat power of the monks under it is naturally an indispensable part, and there must also be people who are good at making decisions.

"That girl has an exquisite heart with seven orifices, and her talent in swordsmanship is not inferior to that of Yu Zhou. I am going to take her under my wing when she enters the inner gate. What do you think?"

The only thing that Kong Xian didn't expect was.

Kong Xian immediately understood Dong Xian’s considerations.

"Private matters?" Kong Ji raised his eyebrows. He didn't remember any interaction between himself and Dong Xian.

With his strength and status, people from Wudong who want to be his disciples can line up to the endless sea from here, and no one can refuse such a great temptation.

Kong Xian didn't know what Dong Xian was thinking, so he had to bury his head and not look directly into those eyes.

However, he just listened to his elders' instructions and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

It was definitely a great opportunity for Mu Xiaoye to gain his attention.

It also expresses the importance of Kong Gengzi from a side.

With his status in the Cangwu Sect, if he wanted to be the first disciple, he could just say a word.

Dongxian could only be heard saying slowly: "The next step is a private matter."

"This girl Xiaoye actually has a talent for swordsmanship!" Kong Ji recalled Mu Xiaoye's sizzling little face in his mind, with an uncontrollable doting smile on his lips.

"Before he went into seclusion, he had already contacted several major sects in Wudong. When the time comes, we will go to sea together and go to the Endless Sea to discuss relevant matters in detail."

The reason why I can ask him more is because Kong Jiang's identity and strength are already the highest among the Cangwu sect, except for a few palm students.

"Uncle Dongxian wants to take over Mu Xiaoye?" Kong Ji's voice was filled with surprise.

His words of 'disciple understand' won Dongxian's heart. After nodding, he added: "Shi Jinchi and Hexi Jin will go with you then."

At this point, Dongxian's eyes suddenly looked at Kong Xian, with some meaningful words: "Now that your master is in seclusion, you should share some of the sect affairs."

After being stunned for a short time, Kong Zhi's face suddenly burst into smiles, and he replied without thinking: "It is Ono's blessing to be valued by Master Dongxian, and the disciples naturally wish for it."

What Dong Xian said next reached Kong Zhi's ears, making him froze for a moment.

When he got here, Kong Jin bowed deeply towards Dongxian and responded respectfully: "Disciple understands."

After hearing about Dongxian's acceptance of a disciple, Kong Ji subconsciously wanted to find Mu Ono.

While looking at this girl, I told her the good news.

But it was getting late now, and Mu Xiaoye was sent to the outer gate. Kong Ji had not come back for many years, so who knew where Mu Xiaoye was.

It's not convenient to look for her at this time.

Kong Zhi glanced at the boundary between the inner and outer gates of Cangwu Sect, and said with a smile: "Let's go ask Senior Brother Zong Changsong during the day, and prepare some gifts for that girl."

After saying that, Kong Ji's figure disappeared on the main peak in a stream of light, heading towards the outer gate barrier.

He was not going to look for Mu Ono, but to visit another friend of his from outside.

Feng An.

When Kong Zhen left Wudong, Feng An was already making preparations to break through the Eight Realms.

Coupled with the small mirror-breaking pill left by Kong Zhen, now three years have passed, Feng An's current strength should have reached the peak of the Nine Realms.

It's just that he is old and has long passed the age to enter the inner gate.

Unless he breaks through the ascending wheel, there is no possibility of entering the inner gate, so Kong Chi goes to the outer gate to look for him.

"Let's go have a drink with Senior Brother Feng An! Let's hear his latest information." As the sky was flying, Kong Ji had a look of nostalgia on his face.

I recall that when he was still a young cultivator cultivating wheels, he would often visit this old man. The two of them exchanged glasses in the courtyard and heard a lot of information from him.

Six or seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Kong Xian heard a lot about the situation of the upper echelons of the sect from Dong Xian.

It is also necessary to listen to Feng An's gossip from the bottom of the sect.

After all, there are some things that don't need to be taken care of in the eyes of Dongxian, a powerful palmist.

But for the disciples of Cangwu Sect, it is a matter of great importance.

In just a few seconds, Kong Xian flew all the way from the main peak of the inner gate to the outside of Feng An's courtyard.

In the distance, Kong Jian heard the sound of the spiritual spring.

He did not fly directly into the courtyard, which was a sign of respect for his old friend.

After tidying up his clothes outside the courtyard gate, Kong Ji walked to the courtyard gate in twos and twos, stretched out his palm, and gently opened the door panel.

Along with the sound of Kong Ji pulling the door panel, Kong Ji's voice also came into the courtyard: "Senior Brother Feng An, haha, I'm back!"

In the darkness of the night, no one answered the voice for a long time.

Kong Zhen frowned and muttered: "Maybe he's not at home."

Just when Kong Ji was about to use his virtual vision to take a peek.

There was movement outside the courtyard. With Kong Zhi's current state, no one could come within a thousand feet of him silently.

Fortunately, being in the sect and in the safe area, Kong Ji was not so sensitive, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the night outside the courtyard. Huan Feiyan's thin figure slowly walked out of the night. She was not tall, but she was fat where she should be fat and thin where she should be thin.

Although it was late at night, there was no bright moon in the sky, and the light was dim, it did not have much impact on Kong Ji's vision. He could clearly see the woman's appearance.

"Junior sister Zhou!" Kong Ji's face immediately burst into laughter, it was none other than Zhou Tingyu.

Along with Shuangyuetan, he, Feng An, and Zhou Tingyu formed an indissoluble bond.

It is fate to meet Zhou Tingyu in front of Feng An's courtyard today.

Now three years have passed, and the young girl has finally grown up.

Kong Jin looked Zhou Tingyu up and down, without concealing the admiration in his eyes, and praised her: "Junior sister Zhou is becoming more and more feminine."

Zhou Tingyu not only has a mature temperament, but also has reached the eighth level of cultivating the wheel.

Zhou Tingyu smiled sweetly when she heard Kong Ji whispering her name, her voice a little less immature than when she was young, and a little more delicate and intelligent.

"Senior Brother Kong is back!"

Maybe it's because Zhou Tingyu is close to her aunt Zhou Shangxiang.

Zhou Tingyu has a bit of Zhou Shangxiang's shadow.

"Yes, I just came back." Kong Zhi nodded, his smile still the same.

"Didn't you just come back to see an old friend? I was planning to visit Senior Brother Feng and then I went to find you."

At this time, Zhou Tingyu had already walked up to Kong Jiang.

When Kong Jin mentioned Feng An's name, Zhou Tingyu's face flashed with strange color. She took a deep look at Feng An's courtyard and then looked up at Kong Jin, who was a head taller than herself.

There was an unknown emotion in his tone: "Senior Brother Kong, Senior Brother Feng is not in the courtyard right now."

Zhou Tingyu has become more restrained as she grows older.

However, the flash of expression on his face could not escape Kong Ji's eyes. A bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart, and his tone became more solemn: "Where is that?"

"Come with me!" Zhou Ting didn't say much, and walked towards the path on the side of the courtyard in a muffled voice.

Not long after, Kong Zhi followed Zhou Tingyu and stopped at the back hill less than 500 feet away from the courtyard.

It was a meadow covered with a large field of wild grass called wild mustard.

A soil bag is extremely eye-catching among the wild grass. The surrounding soil has been recently renovated and still smells of soil.

Zhou Tingyu led Kong Zhen and stood at the edge of the grassland, looking at the pile of soil with a silent expression and no extra words.

Because when Kong Xian saw that dirt bag, he also had the answer in his eyes.

The two of them looked at the tomb from a distance and didn't talk to each other for a long time.

Occasionally, unknown insects chirped in the night, echoing around the grass.

"Senior Brother Feng An, didn't he die at the hands of others?" Kong Ji stared at Tubao for a long time, then spoke softly, glancing at Zhou Tingyu's calm face as he spoke.

Feng An's strength is not weak among the outer sects, and he can see clearly and act cautiously. With his experience in the outer sect, he can escape from the pursuit of many Blood Clothes Alliance disciples.

Kong Xian did not think that Feng An would die at the hands of outsiders when the Cangwu Sect was at its peak.

Zhou Tingyu nodded slightly, with a little sadness in her eyes, and said in as calm a tone as possible: "Senior Brother Feng An returned when he broke through the Ascension Wheel."

"A year ago, when he was making a breakthrough, junior sister went to her aunt to ask for a chakra-raising elixir for senior brother Feng An."

"It's a pity that he failed to take that step after all. He fell into the sect's spiritual chamber, his spiritual wheel shattered and died."

"That's it!" Kong Jiang nodded silently.

How is it easy to break through the ascending wheel? For ordinary disciples, raising the wheel and breaking through the ascending wheel is a matter of life and death.

How many people hold the Ascension Pill but dare not take that step.

Otherwise, the status of Shengchaun would not be so high.

Kong Zhen shook his head, there was no sadness on his face, and he sighed with a rather sad tone: "Senior Brother Feng An is really strong!"

Feng An suffered a disaster when he was young, which damaged his origin.

By the time his body recovered, he had already entered middle age.

Kong Zhen is now also a third-grade alchemist. He knows that although the Yunling Shengdan can heal Feng An's original injuries, more than ten years have passed, and those injuries have already left hidden wounds.

Where can a Yun Ling Sheng Dan be able to completely heal?

Only a rare spiritual creature from heaven and earth can completely nourish him to his peak.

The best destination for Feng An is to stay in the Yanglun Nine Realms and not try to break through.

But Feng An was also a genius when he was young, and he was unwilling to stop moving forward.

Especially when there is still the Ascension Pill, it is better for those who should fight to the death to die on the path of seeking, than to run out of life.

Since it was Feng An's own choice, Kong Jiang didn't show any sadness.

Feng An today may not be the same person he was in the future.

It's just that the loss of a good friend gave Kong Jiang one less person to talk to and drink with.

Thinking of this, Kong Xian took out a jar of green bamboo wine from the Qiankun bag, which is a specialty of Lingzhufang City in Tianqi.

"I originally wanted to drink with Feng An." Kong Jiang whispered to himself, carrying the wine jar to Feng An's grave, and sprinkled the jar of green bamboo wine in front of the earth bag.

Smelling the rich fragrance of the green bamboo wine after it was sprinkled on the soil, Kong Ji smiled softly and said, "It's considered a drink now."

After doing this, Kong Jiang turned to look at Zhou Shangxiang behind him and asked, "Did Senior Brother Feng have any last words before he died?"

Feng An is the kind of person who thinks before and behind. Before retreating, he will definitely consider the failure of a breakthrough.

So Kong Jin asked.

"Senior Brother Feng An said that if the breakthrough fails, just find a pile of dirt and bury it without leaving your name."

Zhou Shangxiang tried his best to maintain a calm face and smiled reluctantly: "He said that as a good friend of Senior Brother Kong Ji, he can't even break through the ascending chakra and will embarrass you."

"This old guy." Kong Jiang scolded with a smile.

Feng An is so eager to break through the Ascension Wheel, and he may have his own reasons.

Seeing the former companions in adversity drifting further and further away, of course they would want to catch up.

"Is there any more?" Kong Xian asked again.

"Senior Brother Feng An left a book of refining experience. He said that he has been able to refine high-grade magical weapons. Although he is not a master, it is still his decades of hard work."

"He didn't want to leave no trace behind after he died."

"So before going into seclusion, you specifically gave me your weapon refining experience, saying that you would give it to you when you come back and you would handle it properly."

As Zhou Tingyu spoke, she took out a book bound with ordinary rice paper from her storage bag, stepped forward and handed it to Kong Ji.

Kong Xian took the thin book with less than a hundred pages in total, and the words "Xiao Ting Refining Weapons" were written on the black cover.

The paper is ordinary and the content is unremarkable.

The handwriting is like fog and clouds, just like when Feng An laughs, revealing a philistine.

Kong Ji tightened the "Xiaoting Weapon Refining" and said softly:

"I will put this "Xiaoting Weapon Refining" in the library, and it will still be read by my disciples of Cangwu Sect."

"In this way, Senior Brother Feng An can be regarded as having contributed to the weapon refining skills of our Cangwu Sect. He must think so too."

Although Zhou Tingyu tried her best to hide her emotions all the way, but with Kong Ji's return, she thought of their scenes at Shuangyue Altar and became a little unbearable.

There was a cry in his voice, and he said tremblingly: "Senior Brother Feng An left a message for you."

"What are you talking about?" Kong Xian's voice was very soft.

Zhou Tingyu's eyes were full of sadness just a moment ago, but before she spoke, she couldn't help crying and laughing out loud. She imitated Feng An's tone and said loudly: "Hahaha, Junior Brother Kong, you can't believe it!"

Kong Zhen looked at Zhou Tingyu's expression that looked like crying but not smiling in front of him with a stiff face, and was stunned for a long moment.

Then he smiled, turned around and scolded Feng An, "What an old bastard!" (End of Chapter)