Chapter 507 The Water Dragon King Attacks


Pure water elixir, third grade elixir.

For those who practice water-based skills, the palm power and the water-based monsters have improved significantly.

However, there are many kinds of exercises and Taoist foundations in the world, and the audience of pure water elixir is too single.

Compared with the elixirs that can improve one's cultivation level without distinguishing the nature of the skills, the value of pure water elixirs is naturally a bit lower.

But if it is placed in front of a monk or a monster who needs it, its value will immediately skyrocket.

Kong Ji first took out the pure water elixir recipe and read it carefully.

After evolving it several times in my mind, and after confirming that it was correct, I put down the jade slip that recorded the pure water elixir recipe.

Before refining the elixir, feeding the elixir to the Xuanwu Furnace is naturally indispensable.

As usual, Xuanheng was fed with Wanshou Dan.

Kong Ji also thought about feeding Xuan Heng with third-grade elixir.

But the cost is too high. Even the cheapest spring elixir among the third grade is worth more than 50,000 spirit crystals.

“If we can refine extremely rare elixirs such as the Mortal Transformation Pill and Wen Shen Tong.”

“I don’t mind feeding Xuan Heng with third-grade elixirs to increase the efficiency. The quality of the elixir."

"This pure water elixir is not worth spending this much money on."

After mumbling something, Kong Ji felt that it was almost done and started boldly. Stir up the fire.

Bang! As the elixir fire at the bottom of the Xuanwu Furnace rose, a little warmth finally spread out in the secret room that was originally as cold as an ice cellar.

With a calm expression, Kong Ji calmly put the elixirs needed to refine the pure water elixir into the Xuanwu furnace one by one.

During the period of retreat for refining medicine.

Ningshuang is naturally not idle either.

With nothing to do, she wore a puppet bird hat and walked through the various palaces in the branch hall.

It was originally a boring way to pass the time.

Unexpectedly, she actually discovered something.

I picked up a lot of scattered things.

I think these are things that the monks in this branch didn’t have time to take away when they retreated.

It’s not a rare thing, but Ningshuang also put it away and prepared to hand it to Kong Ji.

In her eyes, nothing in the world is precious.

The only difference is whether it can be eaten or not.

The purpose of picking up these things is to exchange them for food at Kongji's place.

In addition to wandering around the branch hall, Ningshuang also occasionally goes out for a walk.

She also has the badge of being a disciple of Guanghan Palace, so the teleportation array in the outside world can naturally be used. The days were quite pleasant.

His eyes moved to the outside world.

The heavy water flowing at the bottom of the endless sea is as black as ink and cannot be penetrated by light.

The Chongshui River is quite famous in the Endless Sea.

Under Zhangsheng, almost no monster dared to enter it.

The heavy water that gathers the vast amount of water-based spiritual power in the endless sea. Every strand of river water is extremely heavy. Whenever a creature approaches, the monster under the palm will be crushed into pulp in an instant. .

Kong Jin was not very willing to enter it before, so he let Ningshuang, the master of palm, swim in the heavy water to find traces of the branch hall.

However, just such a heavy water river keeps countless monsters in the Endless Sea at bay.

But there is a heroic man wearing a Yutingmen costume, with his feet on the Chongshui River.

He borrowed the power of the Chongshui River and walked with the waves as if he were strolling in a garden.

There was a majesty in his eyes that was not for his age, and his black hair was swaying in the water like a ribbon.

Her eyes moved to his hand, which was holding an ancient incense burner.

If Kong Zhen was present, he would definitely recognize the incense burner in his hand, which is the heavy spiritual instrument used by the Ming Dynasty Master of Yutingmen.

But as the spirit of the mist-laden incense weapon was suppressed by Xuan Heng, this soul-infused weapon also lost its soul.

Right now, it is just an empty magical weapon with the body of a powerful spiritual weapon.

It is worth mentioning that even without the furnace spirit, there are still traces of mist surrounding the incense.

And the mist did not disperse after flowing out of the incense burner, but condensed in front of the man, forming a ribbon, as if guiding the man.

The man's trajectory was indeed moving in the direction where the incense from the incense burner was drifting.

Almost at the same time, Kong Ji, who was in the secret room of the branch hall, suppressed the furnace spirit with the soul-suppressing bell.

The mist ribbon floating out of the incense burner held by the man seemed to have been cut off, and there was no more movement.

"Huh?" The change in the incense burner made the man frown.

His unsmiling eyes first glanced at the incense burner in his hand, and then looked at the final direction pointed by the mist ribbon.

"The weapon spirit was sealed by something." The man's eyes flashed sharply.

After saying this, he simply put the incense burner away.

Then he swam towards the direction pointed by the incense at a faster speed.

Less than a hundred miles away from the Anaconda's lair, there is an isolated island.

It doesn’t even deserve to be called an island. It is only a hundred feet long from left to right. There is not even vegetation on it, only bare hard soil.

Guan Shihua sat cross-legged on the ground in boredom, staring blankly at the sky.

It has been more than three months since Kong Zhen followed the palm-born demon king into the heavy water vortex.

Guan Shihua waited outside for three months.

Because when he heard the anaconda appeared, Guan Shihua was frightened by the evil aura of the demon king born from its palm, and did not dare to approach. He could only watch Kong Ji and Ning Shuang follow the demon king into the whirlpool. Inside.

After waiting these days, he even guessed more than once that Kong Jiang would not die in that heavy water whirlpool.

"Don't let anything happen." Guan Shihua became anxious when he thought of the worst outcome.

Except for the few people closest to Kong Jiang, he is the person who cares most about Kong Jiang's life and death.

From the moment Guan Shihua turned against him in battle, wounded his fellow sect members, and snatched away the Zhangsheng formation flag, there was no turning back for him.

And Kong Ji is the only person he can rely on.

It is a life-saving straw to ensure that he is not besieged by the monks of Xianyun Realm.

If Kong Jiang dies, Guan Shihua is not far away from death either.

When the time comes, not only will the monks from other worlds not be able to tolerate him, but he will also have no way of survival in the Xianyun world.

This is also the reason why Guan Shihua has not left yet.

Even if Kong Jiang’s life or death is unknown, he will still wait here.

"What if he really dies?" Guan Shihua's old eyes moved down from the sky, looking at the calm surface of the endless sea in front of him with a sad face.

It was during this time when his days were like years.

He suddenly frowned, as if he sensed something, and looked down at his waist, which represented his identity as a member of the Jade Court Sect.

Because Kong Jiang did not ask Guan Shihua to throw away this waist card.

Guan Shihua followed Kong Jiang all the way to the confluence of the Chongshui River and forgot about this for a while.

The waist card right now is emitting blue light like blue waves.

There is movement on the waist card, which proves that a fellow member of the Yuting Sect is approaching.

And the brilliance became brighter and brighter as time went by, proving that his fellow disciple had entered within a thousand miles.

This sudden change made Guan Shihua's eyes shrink suddenly. He thought of something and his face turned pale instantly.

In Xianyun Realm, there are only two members of the Yuting Sect who are still alive.

One is Master Ming who escaped from Kong Ji.

The other one is the Water Dragon King, the leader of the three kings of Yutingmen, Qiao Zhi's disciple.

"It can't be Ming Shirong. His trump cards have been exhausted by Kong Jiang. With his temperament, he will definitely not dare to show his face again."

"There is only one possibility!"

Although Guan Shihua acted erratically, he was not stupid.

With a few thoughts, I thought of who the visitor was.

He quickly took off his waist tag, followed by a wave of spiritual power in his hand.

Pop! The waistband was shattered by Guan Shihua.

After doing all this, Guan Shihua still felt that it was not safe. After looking around, he chose a direction and fled away.

Water Dragon King Qiao’s disciples are the absolute strong men of the Jade Court Sect’s generation.

Not only among the younger generation, but also among the older generation of monks, except for the palm-spawning master, there are almost no people who can survive ten rounds in his hands.

This also includes the other two kings of Yutingmen. Especially after Qiao's Disciple realized his magical power this year, the leader of the Yuting Sect once said that even if he is a powerful disciple, Qiao's Disciple may not be unable to fight.

His strength is at the same level as Fan Zhongru of the Tianning Sect and Duan Yufei of the Lihuo Sect who previously entered the Imperial Ancient City.

Such a being who is equivalent to a powerful being born from the palm of his hand came over.

As a traitor, Guan Shihua dares to stay.

At the same time that Guan Shihua crushed the Yutingmen waist badge and fled.

Under the water, using the Chongshui River as a boat, Qiao's disciples came through the waves. A pair of domineering eyes looked up at the water where Guan Shihua's breath finally disappeared.

There was contempt in his eyes.

If Guan Shihua was touched by him, he would naturally not mind killing him casually.

But if Guan Shihua ran away early, a man as proud as Qiao would never chase the bereaved dog.

He is not qualified.

What's more, there are more important things waiting for you to deal with right now.

After thinking about it, Qiao Zitu calmly withdrew his gaze and looked ahead at the end of the Chongshui River.

There is a huge depression there.

Countless heavy water rivers converged in that area, forming a huge heavy water whirlpool.

With the activation of Qiao's disciple's pupil technique, his pupils instantly turned into azure color, and he looked through the barrier formed by the heavy water vortex and saw the scene inside.

There is a huge red python, entrenched on the stone platform in the center of the whirlpool.

The aura exuding from its body was also peered into the eyes of Qiao's disciples.

“The Demon King is born from the palm of your hand!” A rare smile appeared on the corner of Qiao Zitu’s mouth. Anyone familiar with Qiao Zitu’s mouth knew that it was the intention to fight.

The reason why Qiao Zhi's disciples appeared here was entirely because the heavy water vortex was the last direction guided by the incense mist surrounding the fog furnace.

And traces of Guan Shihua, the traitor who betrayed Yutingmen, were also found nearby.

It proves that the guy who robbed the spirit of the incense device in the fog furnace is nearby.

The palm-born demon king in front of me is inseparable from the person he is looking for.

Qiao's disciples peered into Xiang Tingyanke's eyes, and naturally they could not hide this palm-born demon king.

It was silently healing the patient's injuries with the help of the elixir left by the wormwood. It suddenly opened its eyes, and a pair of scarlet pupils bloomed brightly in the dark whirlpool of heavy water. Red awn.

The pressure from the palm swept out instantly.

"Get out!" Ting Yan's voice shook out.

He doesn’t always have a good look towards everyone.

Faced with anyone who randomly intrudes into its territory, it will tell him to get out without mercy.

Qiao's disciples were bathed in the baptism of Ting Yan Ke's pressure. No fear could be seen on his face, but his palms were empty.

Dang! A black trident appeared in his hand.

At the same time.

Boom! Qiao's disciple poured out his cultivation without reservation.

The peak of soul transformation.

Even though he was only at the peak of Soul Transformation, the pressure spreading out of his body was not at all under Ting Yan's control.

This can only be one possibility.

That means Qiao Zhitu has realized the magical power.

Only by clearly understanding the magical power and becoming a half-step palm student, can it be possible to compete with Ting Yanke, who is already a master of palm skills but has not comprehended the magical power.

Seeing the undisguised provocation of Qiao Zhi's disciples.

No matter how soft-tempered Ting Yanke is, he is still furious at the moment.

After all, I am also a powerful palm student. I have never experienced this cowardice under my palm student, but it is still in my own territory.

"You are looking for death!"

Ting Yanke shouted angrily. In his angry mood, his broken gong and throat were healed, and he was full of the violence of a ferocious beast.

One word fell.

Ting Yanke swung his body, swept out from the stone platform, passed through the whirlpool barrier formed by the Chongshui River, and rushed towards Qiao's disciples.

It wants to let Qiao Zhitu know that the palm-born power cannot be provoked by his little peak of resurrection.

Ting Yanke was so angry that the entire Chongshui River boiled.

The overwhelming palm pressure swept across the bottom of the Endless Sea.

Affected by this, the originally calm sea surface instantly stirred up overwhelming waves.

When the palm is angry, the corpse floats thousands of miles away.

Boom! In the submarine storm caused by Ting Yanke.

Qiao Zhitu’s figure is like a needle that fixes the sea, never swaying.

"Fight!" He raised the trident in his hand high, with a fanatical fighting spirit, advancing instead of retreating, and swung the trident towards Ting Yanke.

Boom! A bright light bloomed in Qiao's hands.

Illuminating the endless dark seabed, making it as bright as day.

Crash! Because of this battle, the outside world stirred up waves of thousands of feet.

The waters of the Endless Sea within a radius of hundreds of miles are churning, but within the Endless Sea Branch Hall, it is not affected at all.

In the secret room.

Kong Chi’s alchemy is at its most critical moment.

The rich fragrance of red dandelion floats out from the Xuanwu furnace uncontrollably, giving people an indescribable sense of refreshing when they smell it.

Kong Ji closed his eyes and pressed his palms on the wall of the Xuanwu furnace. Everything that happened in the Xuanwu furnace could not escape his eyes.

I saw three colorless pills being swallowed by Xuan Heng who emerged from the Xuanwu Furnace.

Old Turtle Xuanheng knew a long time ago that he would never be able to swallow the elixir refined in this medicine furnace.

Now it has lost its previous enthusiasm for swallowing pills.

Now swallowing pills is like a routine thing. I can only say it and put it in my mouth again, so I can smell some of the pills.

It takes less than three breaths to swallow.

The Xuanwu Furnace exerted its power, and without any surprise, the old turtle vomited out the pill he had just eaten.

Under the five-color brilliance of the Xuanwu furnace wall.

The quality of the three pure water pills has reached a higher level.

Kong Ji's attainments in alchemy are now so perfect that there is no need to take out the elixir at all.

You can judge the quality of a pure water elixir just by smelling its fragrance and looking at its color.

“Excellent product.” Kong Ji smiled broadly.

He and Ting Yanke once reached an agreement.

Ting Yanke only took one pure water elixir, and the rest belonged to Kong Geng.

There are currently three pure water pills, and they are all of high quality.

It can be said that Kong Ji only spent ten days to earn two high-quality palm-level elixirs.

Of course I don’t plan to take it, I will keep it and sell it for money.

Elixirs that can improve the cultivation level of palm students are priced at 100,000 yuan or 80,000. The price of high-quality products is 30 to 40% higher.

In other words, Kong Zhenchun earned nearly 300,000 spiritual crystals.

"Ting Yanke, that silly deadbeat, would never have thought that I am so powerful, young master, and I have refined three fine pure water elixirs."

Kong Ji opened the furnace happily, Take out three pure water pills.

As expected, the elixir coat is round and transparent, and it is already of high quality.

“It’s better not to tell him.”

“We can have more good things like this in the future.”

Kong Jiufang looked at the elixir for a while admiringly. Then he put them into two jade bottles with a smile.

“Call it off!”

While Kong Xian was putting away the Xuanwu stove and getting up, he was preparing to open the secret room.

Ningshuang's urgent voice suddenly entered the secret room from outside the secret room through the communication port connected to the secret room.

“Kong Geng will come out soon.”

"Snake is fighting with someone. It looks like he is about to die. Let's go help him!" (End of Chapter)

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