Kong Xian didn't know how much shock arose in Wen Hongzhu's heart after witnessing his battle, which had already affected her Taoist heart.
After he shot the last arrow and destroyed the fetal light witch cultivator, he dispersed the blessing of the moon wheel seal on his cultivation.
Promoted to the level of fetal light and returned to foundation building.
Kong Zhen has reached the realm of ascending the wheel. After possessing the Taoist foundation of the Xuan level, his spiritual power is endless, and the duration of the moon wheel seal is close to an hour.
"The Moon Wheel Seal is not a big drain now."
Kong Ji felt the spiritual power still full in his body, smiled, and then flew down from the air and landed there. In front of Feiguang Wuxiu, who was severely injured by his father Qiaoqiao with venom and half of his head was rotten.
Zaifu Qiaoqiao's venom was her way of saving her life.
Being hit from the front, this fetal light witch cultivator also lost half of his life and revealed his true body.
When Kong Zhen flew in front of him, he couldn't even get up. Only one eye on his festering face looked at the former in horror, his eyes full of despair.
Kong Xian wanted to interrogate him, but he heard that the master of the palace had arrived and could not leave him alive.
He could only shake his head with a hint of regret, and said to the fetal light shaman cultivator: "Don't worry, I will take action quickly."
As soon as the words fell, the coldness that filled the world gathered in an instant Come, flock to Feiguang Wuxiu.
The latter's decayed body was immediately frozen, and the last hope of life was wiped out.
In this way, one Youjing and two Feiguang shaman cultivators died at the hands of Kong Xian.
After doing all this, Kong Jiang began to clean the battlefield and put away the essence of heaven and earth floating on their corpses, as well as the storage bags.
Then he took the two still intact corpses and flew towards Lord Wen in the air.
Kong Xian had long noticed the arrival of Master Wen.
After all, this is within the territory of Quanzhou. As the master of this state, Palace Master Wen could not sense the huge movement of the Gu witch cultivator here.
How could there be any reason not to come?
This is also the reason why Kong Jiang just wanted to kill people and silence them.
He didn't go to meet Palace Master Wen immediately.
Now that all three of them are dead, he naturally wants to communicate with the master of this territory.
"I heard that the master of the palace met three Gu Jiang shaman cultivators by chance and killed them on his own initiative. Don't blame the juniors for meddling in their own business." At the moment, Kong Ji had already restrained his aura and landed on the father and daughter. In front of the two of them, Mansion Master Wen across from him smiled warmly and cupped his hands.
He seemed to have become the friendly young man in the green bamboo courtyard again.
However, Palace Master Wen and Wen Hongzhu could no longer forget the demon-like posture of Kong Geng just now.
Looking at Kong Ji who was still talking to him as a junior, Master Wenfu hesitated for a moment and corrected him: "Kong Ji, please don't call me senior anymore. Call me Taoist Fellow Wenxi." That’s it. I don’t dare to trust you anymore.”
Master Wen obviously wants to get along with Kong Ji as a peer.
How could Kong Zhi not understand the truth? He nodded with a smile in agreement, but added: "Master Wen Mansion is much older than me, so it's inappropriate to call me fellow Taoist. Why not call me Brother Wenxi?"< br>
There is a sense of intimacy in Kong Ji’s words.
Wen Xi hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "It was Wen who took advantage of you."
As he said that, Wen Xi glanced at the two corpses that had lost their voice. It was obvious that Kong Jiang had killed them, and there was no longer any value in interrogating them.
However, in the eyes of Tianqi cultivators, killing Gu Jiang witch cultivators is a matter of course and there is nothing wrong with it.
Wen Xi replied politely: "I'm sorry to trouble you, little friend Kong Ji. If you don't take action, Wen may not be able to take them down."
"These three witch cultivators According to the rules, the income should belong to little friend Kong Ji."
Seeing that Wen Xi had no intention of making things difficult for him, Kong Ji was secretly relieved.
"The matter of Zaifu Qiaoqiao has been covered up."
The reason why he took such decisive action was to save Zaifu Qiaoqiao. After all, in Tianqi, everyone calls for beating witch cultivators.
Fortunately, Dapeng had already left with the people on his back before Palace Master Wen arrived, and Palace Master Wen didn’t see her, otherwise it would have been really difficult.
The affairs of these three witch cultivators have come to an end for the time being.
"The arrival of these three witch cultivators is strange. I have to report this matter to you, so I won't talk to you any more."
Master Wen said goodbye to Kong Ji in a hurry, seeming to be preparing to tell what happened tonight. Report it up.
The master of the mansion in Wen talked with Kong Jiang until he said goodbye and left.
Wen Hongzhu didn't even say a word. Before leaving, he looked at Kong Geng with complicated eyes and disappeared into the sky while being wrapped up by his father.
Kong Zhen squinted his eyes, recalling the emotion in Wen Hongzhu's eyes just now.
I quickly understood the problem and showed a meaningful expression.
"You are still young. If you bear more blows, you will get used to it."
The way Wen Hongzhu looked at him was like the first time he saw him at Shuangyue Altar. It's the same as when Huangfu Wuqin was there.
Unknowingly, I have become a being that others look up to.
Of course, these are irrelevant to Kong Ji. He doesn't like to stand in the center of everyone's attention.
"Only low-key people can live long!" Kong Zhi knew this truth well. If those people from the Zhouyin Department hadn't come here tonight, he wouldn't have taken action.
During the break between Kong Xian and Palace Master Wen saying goodbye.
The casual cultivators in Lingzhufang City also began to leave the city one after another.
After all, there was so much movement here, it was natural for them to be alarmed.
Kong Zhen glanced at the sparse figures appearing in the market. The figure standing in the void twisted on the spot and disappeared.
He still needs to live in Fangshi for the time being, so it’s better not to let these people see him.
Kong Zhi had no idea that the scene where he was fighting the Gu Jiang witch cultivator was not only the only spectators of Palace Master Wen and his daughter.
There was also a young monk wearing a gray cassock and a bald head who witnessed the entire battle in the dark.
After he left, Cong Yun also walked out of the darkness of a tree.
Looking at the place where Kong Ji disappeared, Cong Yun's bright eyes were quite strange, and he said to himself: "Donor Kong's strength is actually a bit stronger than the rumors."
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While speaking, Cong Yun glanced at the empty position where the Youjing Witch Xiu died, and muttered: "Amitabha! Donor Kong was still negligent."
As soon as he finished speaking, a white one, A monster the size of a palm and shaped like a white cat escaped from the void where the ghost witch cultivator was beheaded just now.
Although it is small in stature, the ferocity in its eyes is no less fierce than that of the white tiger transformed by the witch cultivator.
Seeing Kong Ji leave, the little white cat seemed to want to take this opportunity to escape.
Before it could make any move, a bald monk had quietly arrived behind it.
The monk held a golden bowl condensed with golden light and buckled it into it.
The speed was so fast that the white cat couldn't react in time.
After its entire body was imprisoned by the golden bowl, a vicious look appeared on its face, and then it hit the golden bell crazily, trying to escape.
But the golden bell is as immovable as a mountain and unbreakable.
The little monk put it in his palm with a smile, and kept saying: "The donor's sin of killing is too serious, the monk cannot let you go."
As he spoke, the monk looked at the white cat in the golden bell and marveled: "The witchcraft of the Gu border witch cultivator is really weird, but the spiritual consciousness of the ghost realm can actually leave a trace after the physical body is destroyed. "The soul of my destiny."
"It's a pity that it has lost its humanity and is neither human nor ghost. I'm afraid it has something to do with the sacrificial methods in Gu territory."(End of this chapter)