"Our Jinming Tribe, before the Witch God came to the Gu Territory, was once the overlord of a region, and the realm of Zhaoxuan Zhenren has never been broken down."
"What the patriarch said just now is not an exaggeration. These histories are in the sky. There are files in Qidu, you can go and take a look.”
The old woman looked like she was going to die at any moment, and her words were as breathless as Kong Zhi’s. The palm in front of her. The illusion that your soul will fly away the moment you reach your peak.
However, when she told her about the past events of the Jinming tribe, she still acted patiently and listened.
In any case, Kong Ji's opportunity is related to the soul-suppressing bell, and the soul-suppressing bell comes from the Jinming tribe. It is impossible to get relevant clues about this opportunity from this old woman.
Kong Xian even guessed: "Could the gift she mentioned have something to do with this opportunity."
The old woman mentioned the glory of the Jinming tribe, her withered face Everything turned red, and the voice became louder and louder.
“In our Jinming tribe, there once appeared an ancestor of Zaoxuan with unparalleled qualifications. He was only one step away from becoming an immortal. The world of Jie Dong, Heaven and Paradise must be polite.”
“It’s just a pity that the first emperor of all ages, the White Emperor, was born and left the stage sadly.”
As for how to leave, the old woman did not elaborate. Or maybe she doesn't know the whole story.
However, although Kong Ji did not witness Bai Di's strength with his own eyes, he could get a glimpse of it from the fact that Bai Di collected all the martial arts and Tao techniques from all realms to cast the Tao Enlightenment Monument.
Speaking of collection, which sect is willing to give up its inheritance?
Bai Di traveled through many worlds and fought with countless people.
The ancestor of the Jinming tribe must be one of them.
"It was quite unfortunate for the ancestor of the Jinming tribe to meet the Bai Emperor." Kong Jiang sighed lightly.
In other words, those who were born in the same era as Bai Di were all very unlucky.
The old woman said that she was excited, but there was no sound. She looked at Kong Zhen with a pair of turbid and dull eyes, and said softly: "The soul-suppressing bell in your hand is the soul-suppressing master of my Jin Ming Department. His natal magical weapon has been nourished by his true soul for thousands of years."
"As long as the Soul-Suppressing Master crosses the chasm, it may not be possible for the Soul-Suppressing Bell to transform into an immortal weapon."
"It's just a pity that the soul-suppressing master died in the hands of Bai Emperor. The soul-suppressing bell is only a quasi-immortal weapon so far, the best quasi-immortal weapon."
The old woman's words made Kong Ji's eyes light up. .
"The soul-suppressing bell is actually the best quasi-immortal weapon, with the possibility of transforming into an immortal weapon."
"I knew the soul-suppressing bell is not simple."
As he said this, Kong Jin said to the old woman The gift in his mouth was even more anticipated, and he even said with some certainty: "This opportunity in Gujiang must be related to the old woman in front of me."
The Soul-Calming Bell has been refined by Kong Xian for many years.
There is no weapon spirit so far, and Kong Jiang has been using it as a spiritual weapon.
Even if there is no weapon spirit, its power is not inferior to any spirit-infused heavy weapon.
After listening to the old woman's words, Kong Jiang also made a guess in his mind. This opportunity was related to the spirit of the soul-suppressing bell.
Sure enough, the idea of Kong Zhen had just arisen in her mind. The old woman raised her head and stared at the statue of the witch god in front of her with her dim eyes.
“The soul-suppressing bell has a very strong restraint effect on ghosts and evil spirits such as the Witch God.”
“It is also afraid of the soul-suppressing bell, fearing that it will be promoted to an immortal weapon and threaten its domination.”
"So after the Witch God came to Gu Territory, the spirit of the soul-suppressing bell was stripped out by it, suppressed and sealed."
As she spoke, the old woman's expression became solemn, and she said word by word: "I Jin The gift that Mingbu wants to give Mr. Kong is the spirit of the soul-soothing bell.”
The old woman’s words did not make Kong Xian ecstatic. Instead, he looked at the old woman in front of him with scrutiny and asked. Said:
“Your Jin Ming Department doesn’t want to take back the Soul-Suppressing Bell?”
“Not only will you not take back the Soul-Suppressing Bell, but you will also hand over the spirit of the Soul-Suppressing Bell to me. ?”
Kong Chi’s suspicious habit has occurred again.
He couldn't remember when his relationship with the Jinming tribe had been so good. If it wasn't kept together, there would be pitfalls.
After years of experience, the geniuses who rose up in the same era as Kong Ji died one after another, but he was still alive, which was inseparable from his cautious temperament.
The old woman had long expected this answer from Kong Jiang.
She was silent for a long time, and finally sighed quietly, her voice dry and helpless.
"Although the Witch God's Temple did not kill us all due to the influence of the true consciousness of our tribe."
"But for thousands of years, any child with good qualifications in the tribe will be given an oracle by it. , and sacrificed it on the altar."
"As a result, my Jin Ming tribe has been in decline, and now there is no one worthy of being the master of the soul-suppressing bell."
"Old lady, I have slipped through the cracks. The fish has survived for thousands of years, but its body is still buried in the ground."
After saying this, the old woman smiled miserably.
“That’s it.” Kong Xian understood what the old woman meant.
The quasi-immortal weapon does not belong to whoever gets it.
When the soul-suppressing bell was just a shell, Jin Mingbu might still be able to control it a little bit.
Once the spirit of the weapon returns to its place, how could the arrogance of the top-grade quasi-immortal weapon be mastered by ordinary masters?
Jin Mingbu couldn’t keep it even if he got it in his hands, fearing that it would fly away that day.
The only one who has a chance to try it may be the old woman in front of me.
But he is about to die, and it remains to be seen whether he can beat the soul-suppressing bell.
Even if she were lucky enough to recover, the old woman would only have a few years to live, and it would be all in vain in the end.
"Is your Jin Ming tribe so willing to give up your clan's magical weapon?" Kong Ji asked with a half-smile.
“I’m not willing to give in.” When the old woman heard this, she immediately gritted her teeth.
But the strong unwillingness finally turned into a miserable laugh.
“But we have no way to take the soul-soothing bell from your hands. We might as well be a favor.”
“Xianyu Yanhe can be considered a member of my Jinming tribe. It’s pure real blood.”
“You are his disciple, and you have some connection with my Jinming tribe.”
What the old woman said is indeed true.
Their Jin Ming tribe only dares to have any twisted thoughts about Kong Jiang's soul-suppressing bell.
The few peak masters of Xianyun Realm who followed the clan leader Jin Ming into the passage below were afraid that they would fall out with him on the spot.
How can Jin Mingbu withstand the anger of Xianyunjie?
Taking a step back, even without the threat of those few Zhangsheng peaks, the Cangwu sect behind Kong Xian alone would be a behemoth to the Jinming tribe.
Destroying their Jin Ming tribe is just a matter of raising a hand.
Of course, the reason why Jin Mingbu compromised so happily has something to do with Kong Jiang's own strong strength.
In this battle against the Temple of Witches, Kong Jiang has made his mark.
One person killed two peak palm students.
Proper palm-sheng peak combat power.
Jin Mingbu also saw that there was no hope of getting the soul-suppressing bell back, so he simply handed the soul-suppressing bell to Kong Jiang.
In the future, whenever something happens to the Jinming tribe, including the favor of the Jinming tribe in gifting the spirit of the soul-suppressing bell, and the identity of Kong Jiuxian as a disciple of Yanhe, Kong Ji will never stand idly by.
This move not only turns enemies into friends.
You can also get the protection of Kong Geng.
After all, Kong Jin is too young now.
Young enough to make Jin Mingbu despair. He is less than a hundred years old and has peak combat power. In a few hundred years, it is not impossible to create a mysterious world.
After figuring out the joints, Kong Xian not only admired that wallflower Xian Yu Qingyu a little more, but also sighed to himself: "No wonder Xian Yu Qingyu was able to take power from Xian Yu Yanhe's family back then. Grab it.”
“Xianyu Yanhe’s father deserved to be the leader of the Jinming tribe with this kind of judgment and courage.”
Since that’s what he said. Now that he's done it, there's no need to pretend to be coy.
Under the old woman’s expectant eyes, Kong Jiang cleared his throat and said what the old woman wanted to hear most.
“Okay, I accept this gift.”
"In exchange, in the future, within the scope of my ability, I will provide Jin Ming with convenience or blessing."
"Just to ensure that your fresh bloodline will not be cut off." This is what Kong Ji said. Keep an eye out.
He just said it was within his ability.
If something is beyond his ability, he will not fight for it.
This guarantee is enough. Obviously, the old woman in front of her did not expect Kong Xian to protect their Jin Ming tribe to the death.
After all, Kong Jiang doesn’t look like that kind of fool.
However, it was just a verbal guarantee, and the old woman was obviously not at ease. She looked into Kong Ji's eyes and hesitated to speak.
Kong Ji immediately understood, raised his palms, made a gesture toward the sky, and loudly uttered an oath of heaven.
Until the last sentence of the oath fell, a wave of fluctuations between heaven and earth came to Kong Fu's body.
The old woman's face showed a bit of joy.
"Master Kong, I will leave the soul-suppressing bell to you."
After saying that, the old woman rushed towards the witch god statue in front of her without hesitation.
"Roar!" As her consciousness fluctuated, the old woman's entire body was protected by a layer of golden bells transformed from her consciousness, and she hit the statue of the witch god.
Cang! The palm's peak blow caused the wall connecting the witch god statue and the statue's body to tremble violently.
The aftermath of the billowing energy hit Kong Jiang.
He subconsciously took a few steps back to avoid the old woman's soul attack.
During the period of the retreat of Confucius.
The old woman hit the witch-god statue dozens of times, and finally even used her own magical power.
Become a green-haired zombie that crowds the space of the Witch Temple.
Looking at the old woman's movements, Kong Zhi stared at the witch statue, showing a thoughtful look: "The weapon spirit is suppressed under the statue?"
Under the old woman's continuous offensive, , the witch god statue was slowly moved out of position.
The bottom of the statue was exposed, with a pit the size of a human head.
In the pit, there is a gray-white stone box.
The material of the box is exactly the same as the altar outside the Witch God Statue.
Obviously, they are all from the hands of the Witch God.
Without the suppression of the Witch God Statue, there is no need for the old woman and Kong Xian to take out the stone box.
There was a strong wave that rippled out from inside the stone box on its own.
Buzz!
The waves came and touched Kong Ji's body.
The center of his eyebrows flashed golden light on its own.
In the sea of consciousness, the soul-suppressing bell trembled continuously. Uncontrolled by Kong Ji, it jumped out of the sea of consciousness along the golden light between Kong Ji's eyebrows, and hovered three feet above Kong Ji's head.
At this time, the stone box could no longer withstand the struggle of internal forces.
The surface of the stone box shattered into spider web-like cracks.
Finally, under the gaze of Kong Zhen, it exploded and turned into stone debris all over the sky.
A stream of light shot out from the place where the stone box exploded, heading towards the Soul-Calming Bell above Kong Ji's head.
Kong Jiang resisted the urge to avoid and watched the stream of light sink into the body of the soul-suppressing bell.
As the owner of the soul-suppressing bell, Kong Ji could clearly feel that there was something vaguely added to the body of the soul-suppressing bell at the moment when the light entered.
A vast will slowly awakened from the soul-soothing bell.
No need to think about it, the resurrected will is the spirit of the soul-suppressing bell.
And this magic weapon, which has always been used by Kong Zhi as a spiritual weapon, has officially returned to the ranks of quasi-immortal weapons due to the return of the weapon spirit. It can transform into an immortal weapon, a top-quality quasi-immortal weapon.
Seeing this situation, Kong Ji's expression turned solemn.
"Huh!" After taking a deep breath, he held his hand in the air, and the sound of Longquan was taken out by him.
After that, Gu Yueyin's Immortal Technique was added, standing in the bright moon, holding the sound of Longquan high, making a gesture that might be taken casually, looking up at the Soul-Calming Bell above his head.
The quasi-immortal weapon has a spirit and will not recognize its owner casually.
Lei Zun also spent a lot of effort to tame that spear.
Kong Ji is already ready to fight with this quasi-immortal weapon spirit.
Even the old woman wisely chose to retreat. After knocking away the witch statue, she stayed away from Kong Ji.
"If you can't win, you can't blame me, Jin Ming!"
The old woman looked at Kong Xian with a little expectation, and the expectation was mixed with a little deceit. .
Jin Mingbu is not a group of good men and women.
That’s all if Kong Jiang can conquer the Soul-Calming Bell.
If Kong Jin was killed by the spirit of the soul-suppressing bell, Xianyunjie would have no reason to embarrass Jin Ming.
Because recovering the quasi-immortal weapon is a very dangerous thing.
At that time, the Jinming tribe will be able to reap the benefits, and it is impossible to take this Jinming tribe's clan-suppressing magic weapon back to the Jinming tribe.
How could Kong Zhi not know the old woman's thoughts? He glanced sideways at the old woman who had retreated far away, grinned, and murmured softly: "This is a conspiracy."
The conspiracy is knowing that there is a trap, but forcing people to step on it.
Of course, Kong Jiang is willing to take this risk for the sake of a top-quality quasi-immortal weapon.
It’s just that the development of things was somewhat beyond the two people’s expectations.
After the soul-suppressing bell shook out wave after wave of energy fluctuations.
The will of the weapon spirit in the soul-suppressing bell has no intention of taking action against Kong Jiang.
After hovering above his head for a long time, the light actually converged.
Finally, the soul-suppressing bell did something that made the old woman feel incredible.
It actually took the initiative to fly towards the center of Kong Ji's eyebrows.
This scene also made Kong Jiang look stunned. At first, he thought that the old woman had set a trap for him and had done something to the Soul-Calming Bell to catch him off guard.
So he has always been on guard.
Until the soul-suppressing bell came over and touched Kong Ji's forehead, the soul-suppressing bell did not make any move to attack.
Finally, it turned into a ray of silver light and submerged into Kong Jiang's sea of consciousness.
“This!” Feeling the soul-soothing bell returning to the sea of consciousness, Kong Jiang subconsciously made a confused sound.
The old woman smiled miserably after a brief moment of disbelief.
However, these expressions were quickly restrained by her, and she bowed towards Kong Jiang from a distance, her voice becoming even older.
"Congratulations to fellow Taoist Kong Zhen, this soul-suppressing bell recognizes you from the bottom of my heart."
"You are already its true owner."
The old woman tried her best to maintain it. Her face was calm, but her trembling body betrayed her.
It can be seen that she is extremely unwilling to accept the soul-suppressing bell so easily.
But when I think about Kong Jiang's previous performance and his terrifying potential in the future, I feel relieved.
"Immortal weapons have a spirit, and they know who is qualified to be their master."
"This young man's future achievements are limitless."
Kong Ji repeatedly confirmed , in order to confirm whether it was a fraud, he even took out the soul-suppressing bell from the sea of consciousness again.
It wasn’t until he tried it twice, and the soul-suppressing bell was as docile as a lamb under Kong Ji’s manipulation, that he believed that the soul-suppressing bell had recognized him as the master.
"It's...unbelievable."
Kong Jiang could only use this sentence to describe his current mood. (End of this chapter)