What makes Kong Xian strange is that Mingming mentioned that his name was Xian Yu Wenfeng when he fought against the Holy Son of Gu Jiang in the ancient city of Chaodi.
Saint Son Gu Jiang’s attitude at that time was scornful.
Now he actually took the initiative to come here for this matter, and even found a step for himself while speaking.
“It’s not just because of Zaifu Qiaoqiao. The method I used to suppress Zaifu Qiaoqiao’s beast soul using the Jin Ming Divine Refining Technique should also have been seen by the Holy Son of Gujiang.”
"That's why he was sure that I was a descendant of Xianyu Yanhe!"
Kong Ji tapped his fingers on the stone table, his eyes filled with thought, and looked at each other with Holy Son Gu Jiang .
The descendants of the Man Ya tribe followed, and the Jin Ming Divine Refining Technique could only be practiced by the direct descendants of the Jin Ming Tribe.
Two factors converged on Kong Jiang at the same time, and it’s no wonder that Gu Jiang Shengzi was so determined.
The current situation is undoubtedly excellent for Kong Jiang.
He deliberately told him that his name was Xian Yu Wenfeng in Chaodi Ancient City before, just to prepare for going to Gu territory in the future.
Just win the trust of the Holy Son of Gujiang.
With his status and power in Gu Territory, he will undoubtedly bring a lot of convenience to his trip to Gu Territory.
Thoughts were flashing through Kong Ji’s mind.
The Holy Son of Gujiang across from him suddenly stuck out his tongue, licked his black lips, and asked in a deep voice with a rather surly voice: "Xianyu Fucheng, the current patriarch of the Jinming tribe, is not in the right position. What are you doing?" You are the only living direct bloodline of Master Xianyu, so you have never thought about returning to Gujiang to get back what belongs to you?”
The voice of the Holy Son of Gujiang became extremely alluring, full of bloodshot eyes. His eyes became strange.
"Your grandfather and great-grandfather were both killed by Xian Yu Fucheng, so you have never thought of pursuing this blood feud?"
Holy Son Gu Jiang asked questions one after another, aggressively, as if he wanted to force him to Confucius made a decision.
"Why don't you go back to Gu territory with me and bring order to the chaos. I will help you."
"What do you think?"
The atmosphere in the pavilion was solemn.
Kong Ji took a deep look at the Holy Son of Gujiang and said to himself: "This guy said so many words, all to pave the way for this sentence. Letting me go back to Gujiang with him is the key point."
< br>It is obviously impossible for Kong Geng to go to Gu territory.
At least the time is not right now.
The Jinming Tribe has more than one palm master who is in charge. Those masters must have also participated in the battle for the heir.
Kong Zhen now clearly understands the supernatural power, but he is still far away from being born in the palm of his hand, and he has no chance of winning against the powerful one born in the palm of his hand.
And who knows what kind of medicine Gu Jiang Shengzi sells in his gourd.
Kong Jiang said that he wanted to help him, but he couldn't think of any reason for him to help him.
The Witch Temple is aloof from Gu territory and has never been involved in the battles between tribes. Therefore, in Kong Xian's view, what he did was very abnormal.
"Maybe they can trick me into Gu territory and kill me." This is what Kong Xian is afraid of.
Even if he wants to go to Gujiang, he has to go by himself, not with the Holy Son of Gujiang.
After thinking about it, Kong Ji slowly said the reason he had already thought of: "Of course I want to go back, but not now. With my current strength, going to Gu territory is just a matter of a slap from the powerful master."
< br>"Rather than go back and die, it is better to continue to lie dormant until you have the strength to deal with those few masters of the Jin Ming Department."
The Holy Son of Gujiang smiled with unclear meaning and looked directly at Kong Jiang. His eyes sarcastically said: "It seems that our Young Master Wenfeng really thinks of himself as a Wudong native."
"Are you reluctant to bear the title of the leader and disciple of the Cangwu Sect?"
< br>"Still reluctant to be the head of the Cangwu Sect in the future?"
It seems that the Holy Son of Gu Jiang has also investigated Kong Jiang during this period.
Knowing the identity of Kong Jin very well, he hit the point right away when he opened his mouth.
Kong Ji was silent for a while, but he quickly raised his eyes again and said with a calm smile: "The Holy Son is right, I just can't bear to be the leader of the Cangwu Sect."< br>
"I can't say that my master will die that day. According to the rules, among the next generation of Cangwu sect disciples, I am the most likely to be appointed as the next leader."
Anyway, there is no one left or right. , Kong Ji also started talking nonsense.
Following the words of Holy Son Gu Jiang, the latter's brows furrowed.
Cangwu Sect is now the largest sect in Wudong, and under Huangfuying's management, both its reputation and foundation have risen rapidly in recent years.
It was even a bit bigger than the Ding Yuezong back then.
There is a faint momentum of the Lord of Wudong.
If Kong Zhen can become the next leader of the Cangwu Sect, wouldn’t he be more powerful than being the leader of the Jinming Tribe?
At least there is a witch temple suppressing Gu Jiang.
There is no greater force in Wudong than the Cangwu Sect.
The Holy Son of Gujiang was speechless for a moment, but he was not an easy person. He smiled contemptuously and mocked: "Brother Wenfeng has no ambitions. As far as I know, there is no enmity between Wudong and Gujiang. "
"The position of the head of the Cangwu Sect does not conflict with the position of the leader of the Jinming Tribe."
The cunning of the Gujiang Saint is not inferior to that of the Tianqi Prince.
The huge temptation hidden in these few sentences would probably have made the blood of the monk next to him boil.
Being both the head of the Cangwu Sect and the clan leader of the Jinming Tribe, this identity can be said to have half of the four regions and one sea in Xianyun Realm under his command.
Except for the White Emperor who ascended to the Immortal Realm ten thousand years ago, who else could have achieved such a proud achievement?
But Kong Geng is not a normal person.
Because he knew that his identity as a descendant of Xianyu Yanhe was false.
He doesn’t believe the nonsense of Saint Son of Gujiang either.
“To be courteous for nothing is to be considered a traitor or a thief. This Holy Son of Gujiang must have a plot against me!”
His eyes rolled slightly, and the corners of Kong Jiang’s lips raised a smile. He vaguely understood that Gujiang What is the Holy Son planning?
“Soul-Calming Bell!”
Soul-Calming Bell, an important inherited weapon of the Jinming tribe.
When Ge Xia was still alive, his verbal evaluation of it was not as simple as just being an important spiritual weapon.
It can also extract the ‘god’ from the Gujiang tribe’s statue.
The ‘god’ in the statue of the Black Snake Tribe is still suppressed in the soul-suppressing bell.
"The Temple of Witches may have some plans for the soul-suppressing bell!"
If it were in the past, the soul-suppressing bell would have exposed Kong Ji, and he would have trouble sleeping and eating.
Now the root of the disease is quite good.
The Cangwu Sect is now in charge of Wudong, and my master has a strong temperament, so he may not be afraid of the Witch Temple.
The Witch God's Temple definitely doesn't want to be an enemy of Wudong head-on.
One Tianqi has already made Gu Jiang very anxious.
Add Wudong into the mix, and Gujiang will really have a hard time.
"A strong sect is confident."
Thinking of this, Kong Jiang became calmer and replied softly: "Wen Feng accepts the kindness of the Holy Son, but this matter still needs to be considered in the long term."< br>
Kong Zhi's indifferent reaction left Gu Jiang Saint Son in silence.
He maintained calm on the surface, but it was unknown what kind of emotion he was feeling in his heart.
"Since Brother Wenfeng has made a decision, I won't say any more. After all, you, the Xianyu family, need to handle the matter of the Jinming tribe on your own."
This sentence foretells. The topic of the Jinming tribe is finally over.
Gu Jiang Shengzi did not force Kong Jiang to make a decision.
In other words, he felt the breath of Kong Ji, who was already resurrected.
He is not sure of victory.
“But my Holy Son’s promise has always been true. Brother Wenfeng figured it out one day and wants to return to Gu territory. Send your father Qiaoqiao to the Witch Temple to inform me at any time. The Son of God will come to greet you in person.”
As he spoke, Holy Son Gu Jiang gently tapped his palm on the stone table in front of Kong Jiang, leaving behind a bone token with a ghostly face carved on it.
“This is the token of my Witch Temple. Holding this token, the Gu territory will be smooth and helpless.”
Kong Ji glanced at the token and immediately smiled, quite pleased. He said sincerely: "Then thank you, Holy Son." Although he said thank you, he didn't think so in his heart.
“If I really take this token and go to Gu territory, the Witch God’s Temple will probably know my location immediately.”
“Think I’m stupid No!”
Having said that, Kong Jiang put away the bone token and stood up to leave.
The Holy Son of Gujiang kindly sent him out of the small pavilion, and said meaningfully to Kong Ji: "I'll wait for you in Gujiang!"
"Okay!" Kong Ji He responded cheerfully.
As his body twisted for a while, he disappeared from the same place, and when he reappeared, he was dozens of miles away.
The Holy Son of Gujiang stood outside the pavilion, looking at the place where Kong Ji disappeared, with an unpredictable light shining in his eyes full of red threads.
It just so happens.
The air beside the Holy Son fluctuated.
The two witch cultivators, a man and a woman, returned to the small pavilion.
"The Holy Son just let him go like this?" The male wizard Xiu also recognized Kong Jin's identity and knew that he was the guy who took away his inheritance in the ancient city of Chaodi. There was a strong tone in his tone. Unwilling to do so.
The female cultivator riding the black sheep also echoed in a low voice: "The means we have prepared have not been used yet."
The Holy Son of Gujiang then turned around and scanned lightly. His two subordinates glanced at each other, with the madness they tried to suppress in their eyes: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
The Holy Son's voice was very soft, and the coldness in his tone made people around the small pavilion. The temperature dropped sharply.
The two witch cultivators were shocked and immediately knelt down under the Holy Son of Gu Jiang.
“Holy Son, spare your life!”
"I don't dare!"
Holy Son of Gujiang did not let them get up, but turned his head and forgot to glance at the sky.
The voice he made became playful: "I missed the calculation. This guy has already reached the realm of soul transformation, and the means deployed before may not be able to keep him."
As he said, The Holy Son of Gujiang smiled hoarsely: "Forget it, I've changed my mind too."
"This guy is so interesting, why not let him come to Gujiang to stir up some trouble."
"Xianyu Fucheng of the Jinming tribe has become less and less controlled by the Shaman Temple in recent years. It would be a good thing if Xianyu Wenfeng could replace him."
At this time, in front of the Holy Son, The female cultivator who lowered her head suddenly said in a trembling voice: "But the Holy Son...his identity may not be true."
"It doesn't matter whether he is true or false." Saint Gu Jiang Zi looked at the female cultivator with mocking eyes.
“Our Witch God Temple said he is true, then it is true.”
The words of Saint Son of Gujiang were so overbearing that no one in the ears of the two witch cultivators could refute. It even feels natural.
This is the status of the Holy Son of Gujiang in Gujiang, and it is also the embodiment of the absolute dominance of the Witch God's Temple in Gujiang.
“It’s just a pity, that guy is very alert and wary of me, so it’s hard to ask about the Soul-Calming Bell.”
“But it doesn’t matter, we hold the key to the Soul-Calming Bell. In the hands of the Witch God's Temple, he will come to Gu territory sooner or later"
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On the other side, Kong Ji returned to the position he left before.
Dapeng saw Kong Geng from a distance and let out a cheerful hoofbeat. Then he spread his wings and took the initiative to come to Kong Geng and carry him behind him.
As soon as Kong Qian’s legs landed on Dapeng’s back, Huangfu Wuqin and four other people came up to him.
"Then Holy Son Gu Jiang didn't do anything to you, right?" Han Honghua looked Kong Ji up and down, her tone filled with concern.
"What can I do? I, Junior Brother Kong, may not lose to him, Saint Son of Gujiang, in a real fight." This sentence was said by Shangguan Yuzhou. Even so, the concern on his face was no less than that of Han Honghua. .
After all, that man is also the Holy Son of Gu Jiang, the well-deserved leader of Gu Jiang’s generation.
"We just chatted for a few words, nothing happened." Kong Zhi responded with a smile, and while speaking, he very cooperatively turned around in a circle to show off his posture.
This made the two of them feel relieved.
Huangfu Wuqin pursed his lips and said from the side: "You just let him go like this?"
The unwillingness in her tone seemed to be doubting Kong Ji. Why didn't you take action?
Kong Ji was so angry at Huangfu Wuqin that he immediately tilted his head and replied: "My junior sister Huangfu, have you forgotten what Lei Zun told us before leaving?"
"That is the Holy Son of Gujiang. He can die in the hands of Prince Tianqi, but he must not die in the hands of our Cangwu Sect."
"Oh!" Huangfu Wuqin just said calmly. She said, but judging from her appearance, if she had the strength to subdue the Holy Son of Gu Jiang, she would definitely not be lenient.
Kong Ji shook his head again and again, finally knowing that his resourceful master would be unable to do anything to Huangfu Wuqin.
Zaifu Qiaoqiao is no less worried than Shangguan Yuzhou and Han Honghua.
After Kong Xian left with Gu Jiang Shengzi, she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, restless.
Of the two of them, one is the Holy Son of Gu Territory, the spokesperson of the Witch Temple in Gu Territory, and has a transcendent status in Gu Territory.
Respected by all Gu Jiang shaman cultivators, he is also admired by his father, Qiaoqiao.
One is the orthodox bloodline of the Jinming tribe, the young master of the main lineage.
The person whom Zaifu Qiaoqiao swears to be loyal to.
If anything happens to either of them, it will be a huge loss to Gu Jiang, and it is not what Zaifu Qiaoqiao wants to see.
So after seeing Kong Zhen return unharmed and saying that nothing unpleasant had happened, Zaifu Qiaoqiao was really relieved.
On her face, which still had lingering fear, she tried her best to smile and said sincerely: "The young master and the Holy Son are both the pride of heaven and extremely noble."
"It's a blessing for me and the Jin Ming tribe that you can live in harmony."
"Live in harmony?" Listening to Zai's father's clever voice transmission, Kong Jiang raised the corner of his mouth and it was difficult for others to notice. Arrival sneered.
It’s just that Saint Son Gu Jiang is not sure to keep him.
If he hadn't broken through the soul transformation, Gujiang Saint Son would have taken action on the spot for the soul-suppressing bell.
Of course Kong Jiang did not intend to tell Zaifu Qiaoqiao, he just kept to himself and threw the bone token that the Holy Son of Gu Jiang entrusted to him to Zaifu Qiaoqiao, and ordered: "Keep it away Yes, this is from the Holy Son.”
“Witching Order!” Zaifu exclaimed when he happened to see the bone token.
Then he hurriedly knelt down, raised his hands above his head, and took the Bone Token.
The behavior was unusually submissive, and Kong Ji had a strange look on his face: "Is this token really so powerful?"
Others were also baffled by Zaifu's clever behavior.
But I soon felt relieved. The world of Gu Jiang shaman cultivators, like Tianqi, was very different from Wudong.
Looking at it from the Wudong monk’s point of view, naturally you can’t understand it.
No wonder Zaifu Qiaoqiao was so cautious. He even looked flattered after receiving the bone token.
This bone order is for Zaifu Qiaoqiao.
Just like in the Tianqi Dynasty, the palace lord of a state suddenly received a handwriting from the Tianqi Emperor.
Furthermore, the Gu Jiang witch cultivator’s enthusiasm for the witch god definitely surpassed the status of the Tianqi emperor among the people of Tianqi.
That is the god of Gu territory.
But Kong Ji doesn’t care about these anymore. He has no respect for the Witch Temple.
Otherwise, he would not have handed the token to Zaifu Qiaoqiao for safekeeping so casually.
Seeing Zaifu Qiaoqiao put away the token carefully, he gently patted Dapeng on the back of the neck and said, "Let's go, it will take some time to get back."
Phew! Obtained the instruction of Kong Ji.
The Dapeng spread its wings quickly and was already a hundred miles away.
On the border of Tianqi, the endless wild mountains soon appeared in the sight of Kong Xian and others.
Before coming, they went through many twists and turns and it took them two months to get to Tianqi.
At present, the strength of several people has skyrocketed, especially Dapeng, whose speed is more than twice as fast as when he came.
“We should be able to arrive within ten days!” Kong Fu guessed before entering the wilderness. (End of this chapter)