Chapter 126 Feng Yu’s Remaining Breath
On the edge of the sinkhole, Kong Ji stuck his head out and looked down at the abyss of the sinkhole that seemed to have no bottom.
Observing the sinkhole at such a close distance, the roaring wind made the muscles on his face ripple like water.
The strong wind pressure made it difficult for him to breathe, and his black hair was flying wildly.
If his legs hadn't been shaking on the ground like wooden stakes, he would have been swept directly into the sky by the wind pressure.
“No wonder those people were standing nearby, afraid to go down. The closer to the sinkhole, the greater the wind pressure.”
I quickly pulled my head back and felt the strong wind. The mighty Kong Ji showed his clear face.
Han Honghua was less than ten feet away from Kong Ji, watching Kong Ji’s move to test the wind pressure with a smile, but did not stop him.
Obviously, Kong Zhen was not the first monk to do this.
“Even I can’t stay in this strong wind for a long time, so everyone is waiting for it to weaken.” Han Honghua explained slowly to Kong Ji who withdrew his head: "It will be very troublesome if it gets swept up into the sky."
"More than just trouble, cultivators in the Yanglun realm cannot fly in the air. If they are swept up by the strong wind and fall thousands of feet, even physical practitioners will have to lose their arms and legs." Kong Ji responded.
He had given up on continuing to explore the sinkhole, and glanced at the monks waiting around the huge sinkhole.
A few figures among them stood out from the crowd. There were almost no other monks approaching where they stood, leaving a large area vacant.
"Fellow Daoist Han, there must be a lot of people on the Hidden Dragon List this time." Lian Puppet, who was standing not far from the sinkhole, spoke in a low voice under the control of Kong Xian and asked Han Honghua.
"Besides me, there are five other people on the Qianlong List." Han Honghua pointed to the direction where Kong Ji glanced, and explained with a cheerful face: "The ones standing at the scene are There are three.”
“Little Lei Zun Qiao Tianyu, who is ranked sixty-five.”
Qiao Tianyu is naturally familiar with Kong Geng. He is dressed in white and has a cold temperament. He looks like a stranger. In the Eighth Level of Yang Lun, having a thunder method is no small matter.
“Yaowang Valley, Yan Jinchang, the Red Poison Snake ranked seventy-two on the Hidden Dragon List.”
Yan Jinchang is a young man of twenty-four or five years old. He is not tall and carries a A red mask only revealed a pair of eyes as gloomy as poisonous snakes, and his strength was also at the eighth level of cultivating the wheel.
I have heard of the name of Yaowang Valley, Kongji. The people there are not only good at refining elixirs, but are also very accomplished in using poisons.
This Yan Jinchang has the title of red poisonous snake, and he must be an expert in using poison.
"Stay away from this guy." Compared to Qiao Tianyu, Kong Jin was more afraid of Yan Jinchang, although there was not much difference in their rankings.
"The fifty-ninth one is Yu Baolai, a Taoist from the Golden Gate Duobao."
Yu Baolai is an older person, almost thirty years old. Come to think of it. It won't be long before he will be off the Hidden Dragon List.
But Jiang is still old and spicy. Yu Baolai is ranked so much higher than Qiao Tianyu, so he must have extraordinary means.
After introducing those who appeared at the scene, Han Honghua clasped her fingers again and counted the two people who did not come: "There are still two who did not show up, but a monk has seen them."
“They are the forty-seven casual cultivator, Water Crocodile Qiu Cang.”
“There is also the last person, Dingyue Sect Immortal Miao Lu Wenji, who is ranked twenty on the Qianlong Ranking. I heard that he is also coming. "That guy is usually a dragon, but he didn't expect to be interested in this little blessed land." "What is Lu Wenji's level?" Through Huangfuying's mouth, Kong Zhi learned about Dingyue Zong and Cangwu. A vaguely hostile relationship.
Of course you have to pay more attention to your opponents.
According to Han Honghua, Lu Wenji was a young man around twenty-one or twelve years old.
I like to wear Tsing Yi, my eyes are always smiling, and I look as gentle as jade.
He is a good swordsman, and his swordsmanship ranks among the top three on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.
Hearing what Han Honghua said, Kong Ji secretly speculated: "I am afraid that like senior brother Shangguan, he has already understood the meaning of the sword."
Not only that, Lu Wenji's strength may have reached the level of cultivation. The pinnacle of the wheel, the ninth realm of cultivating the wheel.
After all, Han Honghua is in the ninth level of Yanglun. Lu Wenji, who is ranked higher than her, will naturally not be lower than her.
"Don't provoke him, it will be very troublesome." Sensing that Kong Ji seemed to be interested in Lu Wenji, who had not yet shown up, Han Honghua reminded him softly.
"If Lingxi, the leader of Dingyuezong, hadn't overpowered him, I'm afraid he would have been the number one person in the younger generation of Dingyuezong."
Han Honghua sounded slightly apprehensive. In his tone, Kong Zhi was very sensible and did not ask any more questions. He said with emotion: "Dingyue Sect is indeed the largest sect in Wudong, with many geniuses coming out. In addition to Lingxi, there are also immortals like Lu Wenji in the younger generation."
As he said that, Kong Xian asked one more question: "How powerful is Lu Wenji?"
Han Honghua was silent for a while, and then said: "I heard that his first battle was to challenge Luo Jianfeng, who was ranked 20th on the Qianlong Ranking. He only used three swords, and Luo Jianfeng took the initiative to admit defeat."
< br>"Except for Lingxi and the princess of the Cangwu sect, I am afraid he is the most difficult to deal with among the younger generation in Wudong."
The younger generation Han Honghua talks about is naturally referring to this young man in his early twenties. part.
There are many people on the Qianlong list who are approaching thirty years old and are not among the younger generation.
"Fellow Daoist Han is also a genius. At a young age, he has already been ranked twenty-nine on the Qianlong Ranking. I think your talent is not inferior to that of Lu Wenji." Lian Puppet slowly spoke under the control of Kong Ji, He praised Han Honghua.
The latter waved his hand and said without hesitation: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, don't praise me. Lu Wenji and I are still far behind."
Han Honghua has a straightforward temper and is not at all Kneading is artificial.
The three of them had a brief conversation.
Kong Ji, who was standing on the edge of the sinkhole, suddenly had a flash of light in his eyes. He glanced at the sinkhole and seemed to see something.
Immediately use all my strength to activate the eye-washing spell and stare at the spot where my gaze is fixed. The picture of that location suddenly became clear.
But I saw a fist-sized, transparent light group with no fixed shape, shuttling back and forth in the strong wind like a feather.
Like an elf in the wind, not affected by the strong wind at all.
"Feng Yu's remaining breath?" Kong Ji's eyes lit up and he spoke the name of the ball of light.
It is the essence of heaven and earth whose character is ranked three hundred, Feng Yu is still breathing.
Among the three genius disciples who came to Cangwu Sect to challenge that day, there was a female disciple named Fengyu Canxi Yulun.
This wind feather remnant will only be formed in places where strong winds roar all the year round, and it is formed by gathering the essence of the wind.
The environment of this tiankeng fully meets the conditions for its birth.
Han Honghua seemed to have discovered the existence of the wind feather's residual breath a long time ago, and said with a smile: "It is indeed the wind feather's residual breath. Use it to cultivate the wheel. It has considerable blessings for wind spells, but no one wants to Take this risk now..."
Before Han Honghua finished speaking, she saw Xie Guangxi, who was standing not far behind Kong Xian, suddenly moved towards Feng Yu Canxi. The position rushed away.
This move not only made Han Honghua swallow half of what she said.
At the same time, it also attracted the attention of countless people.
Looking at the man in black with a strange look on his face, he chased Feng Yu’s remaining breath away.
"Does that person have to..."
This thought has just arisen in everyone's mind.
The black figure has jumped down from the edge of the sinkhole. His hands and feet are inserted into the rock wall of the sinkhole like fine iron. Facing the strong wind that can blow people up to the sky, he slowly moves towards Feng Yuzhan. Breathe away.
“Another one who is not afraid of death.” Many people had teasing thoughts and watched every move of the man in black with the mentality of watching a drama.
Even the geniuses on the Qianlong List showed expressions of watching a show.
Han Honghua walked to the edge of the sinkhole in three or two steps, looked at the figure in black walking down into the wind, and said to Kong Xian with a strange look on his face: "Has your elder brother always been so brave?"
< br>Kong Jin spread his hands, pretending to be helpless.
"He loves money as much as his life. If you can't stop him, let him go."
"Aren't you worried at all?" Han Honghua used to think that Xie Guang'an's brother Xie Guangxi was stable and low-key, but now she feels Perception is subverted.
This behavior has nothing to do with being low-key and steady.
"Don't worry, my eldest brother is also a body builder." Kong Jiang said very firmly: "If he breaks his arm or leg, I will pick it up for him."
Thank you to Guangxi, what big brother? , they are all liars.
Only Kong Jiang himself knows that this is just a puppet.
If you break it, you can just practice it again. Compared with the value of a share of the essence of heaven and earth, Kong Jiang chose the latter.
Now around the sinkhole, the monks were waiting until they were bored.
The man in black jumped into the pit, immediately arousing everyone's interest.
Watching his performance is like watching a play to kill the boring time.
Kong Ji, who controlled the puppet refining, could clearly feel how exaggerated the wind under the sinkhole was.
Every time Lian Ming makes a move, his hands and feet are inserted deeply into the rock wall, but his body still has a tendency to be swept away.
We had no choice but to let him cling to the rock wall to reduce the area exposed to the wind, and slowly touch towards where Feng Yu's remaining breath was.
The remaining breath of Feng Yu lies under the sinkhole, about five hundred feet away.
With such a distance, it took Lian Puppet nearly half an hour to reach half of it.
Looking at the edge of the sinkhole, Han Honghua secretly shook her head and said to Kong Xian: "Let him come back. Even if he can get the remaining breath of Feng Yu, he will not be able to go back the same way."
Kong Ji spread his hands and said something that made Han Honghua think it was very reasonable: "Sister Hua, do you think he can hear me now?"
If it were a monk, he would definitely It is extremely dangerous. Because of the consumption of spiritual power, the body will also become tired when swept by this terrifying wind.
But Lianpuppet is different. It does not feel tired or afraid.
Although it is slow, every step is moving towards Feng Yu's remaining breath.
At first, the onlookers looked at the man in black as if they were having fun.
But as time passed, the man in black got closer and closer to Feng Yu's remaining breath, and many people stopped smiling,
with solemn expressions on their faces.
“This guy is really desperate!”
“He is really not afraid of death.”
“I want to see how he comes back, even the ones on the Qianlong List Even Tianjiao dare not say that he can survive the strong wind for two hours."
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(End of this chapter)