He secretly subdued a top-quality quasi-immortal weapon. Although he didn't know why the process went so smoothly, it didn't stop Kong Chi from being in a good mood.
“Let me see how powerful this top-quality quasi-immortal weapon is!”
Just when he was about to ponder the merits and wonders of the soul-soothing bell that returned to the quasi-immortal weapon .
Deep in the sea of consciousness, the words on the cloud pattern tablet changed.
'Successfully conquered the spirit of the soul-suppressing bell, and obtained the chance value +10'
With the blessing of ten points of chance value, the third-class luck that exuded brilliant golden light on the top of Kong Ji's head was restored. It was a tumble.
The same situation as before in Xihuang Paradise.
The third-level luck cloud just boiled for a while, and then there was no movement.
It seems that the blessing of ten points of chance value has not made any substantial improvement in Kong Ji's luck.
At least that’s what it looks like to the naked eye.
But now Kong Ji has been able to initially grasp the cloud pattern tablet. When he looks at his own luck, he can vaguely feel that something seems to appear in his third-level luck cloud.
He was sure that ‘something’ had been born in his luck.
As for what that thing is, Kong Jin can’t see it.
“Whatever, an improvement in luck is always a good thing.” Kong Ji murmured without going into too much detail.
With a thought in his mind, the cloud of luck above his head disappeared.
On the other side, the moiré monument was distorted again, and new clues of opportunity emerged.
'Kill the Evil Immortal Remnant, you can get chance value +30'
Every chance clue is closely connected, and behind every chance clue, there may be something hidden. A bigger clue to opportunity.
On this point, Kong Xian, who has mastered the cloud pattern monument for many years, has long understood the rules.
But when he saw a new opportunity clue that pointed directly at the Evil Immortal Remnant who had just escaped from the Witch Temple, his body still stiffened uncontrollably.
"Am I mistaken? Those are the immortal thoughts."
Looking at the handwriting on the cloud-patterned stele, Kong Jin felt a little dizzy.
Obviously as Kong Ji’s cultivation improves, the level of chance clues is getting higher and higher.
From the beginning of cultivating the wheel, to ascending the wheel, to palm life, to creating the mystery, I finally reached the immortal level.
Even Kong Jiang has been mentally prepared for this.
But when he was really faced with having to deal with the remnants of an immortal, he still had a headache.
This was beyond what he could bear.
He even wanted to ignore it.
“I don’t want to die!” Kong Jiang muttered.
But looking at the high chance value of thirty points, Kong Jiang could not help but feel hot in his heart.
The level of opportunity value determines how much you cherish the opportunity.
The chance value of thirty points is a clue of chance that Kong Jiang has never gotten.
Kong Jin wandered back and forth between greed and rationality for a moment, and finally chose a compromise.
"Leave it alone for now."
It is absolutely impossible to deal with Evil Immortal Cannian in the palm realm.
Looking back at the time before in front of the Witch Temple, the Evil Immortal's cruel methods, just the will he exuded, could turn dozens of palm-born powerful men in the Xianyun Realm into lambs to be slaughtered.
It is conceivable that in front of Evil Immortal Cannian, Palm is not even an ant.
Only after creating a mystery can you have a chance.
However, the road to Xuanxuan is so difficult, so we can only put it aside for the time being.
“However, since the cloud pattern tablet gives clues about the opportunity to kill the evil immortal Cannian, does it mean that the deceased person’s pursuit of the evil immortal Cannian was not successful this time.”
Kong Ji put his palm on his chin and rubbed it gently, with a look of regret flashing in his eyes.
“What a pity!”
The masters of the Xianyun Realm who participated in the war this time are all waiting for the news that the deceased master will bring back the residual thoughts of killing the evil immortal.
Including Kong Xian also hopes that the deceased person can eradicate this scourge.
Unfortunately, it backfired.
"Facts have proved that even immortal-level figures are not so easy to kill even if they only have residual thoughts."
With a sigh, Kong Jin calmly withdrew his consciousness from the sea of consciousness.
At this time, the old woman from Jin Ming's department had already approached.
In her opinion, Kong Ji was just silent for a moment or two, probably studying the mystery of the Soul-Calming Bell.
Now that the soul-suppressing bell has been surrendered and the deal is done, the old woman has no other evil thoughts.
Instead, he approached Kong Ji and congratulated him sincerely.
Confucius responded politely.
Then the old woman pointed to the hundreds of statues lined up in the witch temple, and said meaningfully: "Little friend Kong Zhi, since the soul-suppressing bell has recognized you as its master, I would like to ask you to transfer this witch to the temple. Let’s completely wipe out the troubles in the temple.”
Others may not understand the meaning of the old woman’s words. As the owner of the soul-suppressing bell, Kong Ji didn’t understand what she meant.
The soul-suppressing bell can defeat ghosts and souls.
Among the hundreds of statues lined up in the witch temple, the souls of the dead Gu witch cultivators are sealed.
Because he had practiced the skills of the Witch Temple, he was corrupted by the will of the evil immortal and turned into a monster.
This is also the source of the statues worshiped by many tribes in Gu territory.
The Witch God relied on this method to rule Gu territory for thousands of years.
If you want to eradicate the influence of the Witch God on this land, it is impossible for these idols to continue to exist.
Zen Master Kongwang of Xiaoleiyin Temple said something similar before.
It is perfect for Kong Ji to do this job.
Kong Ji naturally has no reason to refuse.
After nodding slightly, his fingers pointed to the center of his eyebrows without hesitation.
With the flash of golden light, the Soul-Calming Bell slowly flew out from his sea of consciousness and floated meekly in his palm.
The oppressive feeling of the best quasi-immortal weapon affects the surrounding environment, causing the space around Kong Ji to distort slightly.
The old woman even took a few steps back in fear, fearing that she would be affected by the power of the soul-suppressing bell.
“This is my first quasi-immortal weapon.” The performance of the soul-suppressing bell satisfied Kong Ji. After muttering in his mouth, he activated his Jiyue Divine Soul without hesitation, and the soul power moved towards He poured in the soul-suppressing bell and left.
"Let me see what you are capable of."
The words just finished.
Buzz!
The soul-suppressing bell levitated from Kong Ji's palm and floated in the void three feet above his head.
A huge wave of divine soul instantly shook the small body of the soul-suppressing bell into ripples, covering the entire Shaman Temple.
In the temple, hundreds of statues of gods lined up began to tremble when the power of the soul-suppressing bell was covered.
The hundreds of idols shook together, causing the Witch Temple and the altar supporting the Witch Temple to tremble violently.
Ho ho ho! ! !
Immediately afterwards, Kong Jiang heard a steady stream of roaring sounds from ghosts and gods.
Some of them are venting their anger, some are howling, and some are even whispering.
Those are the sounds made by the monster sealed in the statue.
They were all shaman cultivators in the Palm Life Realm before they were alive. The sound waves they emitted together formed a strange force, which shocked the old woman not far away from Kong Ji. She even backed away and had to activate her soul power to protect herself. .
The sound of this condensed power can already pose a threat to the peak of Zhangsheng.
It is conceivable that they came to kill them all together, and the God of Xuanfen Fen was probably torn to pieces on the spot.
However, when those sounds affected Kong Ji, they were easily resolved by the soul-suppressing bell hanging above his head, and they did not affect him at all.
Then the soul-suppressing bell began to exert force.
It seems to feel that it is being provoked.
The beings in these statues actually attacked their masters in front of them.
A huge will awakened from the soul-suppressing bell, and looked coldly at the hundreds of statues in the Witch Temple.
The next moment.
Phew! The atmosphere in the Witch Temple was surging.
The irresistible force, centered on the soul-suppressing bell, spread towards the hundreds of statues on the field.
The roaring monsters inside the statue were pulled out one by one under Kong Zhi's gaze.
They have different images. Most of them have no human form or meaning. Some of them have a bloodthirsty will to kill.
However, under the suppression of the Soul-Calming Bell, they were unable to resist at all. Many monsters even wanted to take this opportunity to escape from the Witch Temple.
Among them were eight monsters that exuded the aura of peak palm life, and the struggle was particularly fierce.
But everything is in vain in front of the Soul-Calming Bell.
One by one, the monsters were pulled over by the Soul-Suppressing Bell and recovered into the Soul-Suppressing Bell's body.
In less than half a cup of tea, hundreds of monsters were all suppressed by the Soul-Calming Bell.
Kong Zhen witnessed the whole process of the soul-suppressing bell suppressing the demons, and looked at the palm-sized soul-suppressing bell with a smile.
Suppressing hundreds of palm monsters, the body of the soul-suppressing bell has not changed at all.
It's like it's just a trivial thing.
"It is indeed the best quasi-immortal weapon."
After this battle, Kong Ji could be regarded as having a glimpse of the power of the tip of the iceberg of the best quasi-immortal weapon.
There are hundreds of monsters born in palms. If they are released, Xianyun Realm will be turned upside down.
Not to mention there are eight peak palm-born monsters among them. These are all in front of the soul-suppressing bell, and they can't make any waves.
“With this soul-suppressing bell, I may be able to fight against Zaoxuan’s clone.” Kong Zhen deduced.
He did not dare to say that he would fight against Master Zaoxuan because he was self-aware.
It is true that the soul-suppressing bell is the best quasi-immortal weapon, and it can definitely threaten the ability of Zhaoxuan Zhenren.
Because my cultivation level is too low, I am unable to exert its power.
“When I reach the peak of my palm and hold the soul-suppressing bell, I can create mysteries in one battle.”
After collecting the monsters in the statue of the Witch Temple, the task of the soul-suppressing bell was also completed. With a thought, Kong Ji put it back into the sea of consciousness.
It was almost the moment the soul-suppressing bell sank into the center of Kong Chi’s eyebrows.
Bang bang bang bang!
In the Witch Temple, there was a continuous sound of explosions.
I saw that the hundreds of statues suppressed by the soul-suppressing bell, without the support of those monsters, all collapsed and turned into a pile of loess.
The smoke and dust in the sky rushed towards Kong Ji, but were isolated by the power of his soul and could not touch his clothes.
Kong Ji whispered in the dust: "The Temple of the Witch has been completely eradicated from the Gu territory since then."
As for the hundreds of monsters suppressed by the soul-suppressing bell, they are not completely eliminated. Disappeared, now it's all in Kong Xian's hands.
They are of little use.
Even the Witch God did not let them out to fight the enemy. It is conceivable that these monsters have lost their minds.
Of course it's not entirely useless.
Kong Zhen is a person who is good at making use of the things in his hands. In his opinion, these hundreds of monsters can play a very good role at certain times.
"If we can go to the territory of Yutingmen and Tianxiangmen and release these monsters,"
"I am afraid that if we don't have enough time to make a cup of tea, we can wipe out these two sects."
Kong Xian felt the hundreds of monsters suppressed in the soul-suppressing bell, and felt quite eager to give it a try.
Of course, this is just an idea, and it is still quite difficult to put it into practice.
First of all, Kong Zhen doesn’t know how to cross the realm gate. Also, even if he leaves the Xianyun realm, how to sneak into these sects is still a problem.
After all, only by releasing these irrational monsters within these sect formations can the greatest effect be achieved.
“It all depends on people.”
Kong Chi is already thinking about how to implement this.
The old woman watched the whole process of Kong Zhen suppressing many idols and monsters. Seeing the power of the soul-suppressing bell, which instantly suppressed more than a hundred idols and monsters with strength in the palm realm, there was something in her eyes that could not be concealed. Shocked and saddened.
"Such a powerful quasi-immortal weapon belongs to my Jinming tribe."
No matter how unwilling she is, the soul-suppressing bell has now fully recognized Kong Ji as its master.
I had no choice but to brace myself, pretending not to care, and praised the power of the soul-suppressing bell.
Kong Zhi saw that the seniors of the Xianyun Realm who were at the peak of their palm skills had not yet come out of the passage. He put away the soul-suppressing bell and had nothing to do to talk to the old woman in front of him about the Holy Son of Gujiang. : "Senior, does he know the whereabouts of the Holy Son of Gujiang?"
During this battle to annihilate the Witch Temple, Kong Jiang did not see any trace of the Holy Son of Gujiang throughout the entire process.
According to his talent, he has definitely broken through to Palm Life. At this moment when the life and death of the temple is at stake, it is absolutely impossible not to participate in the battle.
Of course, Kong Jiang is not worried about the waves he will make.
Even the Witch God abandoned the temple and fled. He, a holy son without a temple, is no different from a bereaved dog.
Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I asked casually.
"I don't know the whereabouts of Saint Son of Gujiang." The old woman shook her head.
According to her words, the Holy Son of Gujiang has a high status in Gujiang. He only obeys the orders of the Witch God and his whereabouts are erratic.
Although the Jinming Tribe is the first tribe in the Gu Territory, in the eyes of the Holy Son of the Gu Territory, it is nothing more than that.
So they have no information about Holy Son Gu Jiang.
I don’t know where he went.
"What the hell, just don't let me meet you." Kong Jiang replied casually and lost interest in continuing to ask.
Another stick of incense passed by.
Xian Yunjie and Jin Mingbu’s palm students and their party walked out of the passage in front of the witch god statue one after another.
Looking at the high-spirited faces of Emperor Kang Ren and others, Kong Xian knew that the harvest this time would be good.
During this period, Huangfuying also came back.
It's just that Huangfuying, who always dresses well and pays great attention to the majesty of his head, is a little embarrassed.
When Kong Zhen saw his image at first sight, his expression was stunned.
The two big panda eyes on Junyi’s face, and the nosebleeds constantly flowing out of his nostrils, proved that Huangfu Ying must have been brutally murdered after he went out with Han Xi just now.
Under Han Xi's deliberate control, the injuries left on Huangfuying's face could not heal within ten days and a half.
This is undoubtedly a very embarrassing thing for Huangfuying, who has established his authority in Wudong with his unsmiling image.
Han Xi took this into account and wanted him to make a fool of himself in public, which was very in line with his bad taste.
Huangfuying met Kong Ji's Wanglai gaze, pretending not to know, and replied expressionlessly: "What are you looking at?"
Kong Ji's face twitched violently. , resisting a smile and turned his face away, secretly giving Han Xi a thumbs up in his heart, and praised: "Well done, Senior Brother Han Xi!"
After Huangfuying became the head, I'm afraid I have never suffered such a big loss or been so embarrassed.
Still in front of many peak masters in the Xianyun world.
However, due to the current status of the Cangwu Sect in Wudong, Patriarch Wuyuan, Emperor Kangren, and Zen Master Kongwang could only pretend not to see Huangfuying's disfigured appearance.
I began to discuss with Huangfuying the resource allocation this time and the future resource allocation in Gujiang.
Huangfuying communicated secretly with several people quietly, like a normal person.
Seeing this, Kong Ji shook his head repeatedly and said straightly: "Being a leader requires not only a dark belly, but also a thick skin. It is absolutely impossible for an upright young man like me to do it."
While everyone was discussing resource allocation, Kong Jiang, who had never been interested in sect affairs, quietly withdrew from the Shaman Temple.
During this process, no one asked how the statues in the Witch Temple were broken.
Anyway, the Xianyunjie side and the Jinming tribe have long reached a consensus on destroying the witch temples in the witch temples.
If it’s broken, it’s broken.
As for the matter of Kong Xian getting the soul-suppressing bell, the old woman also secretly informed the Jinming tribe leader after he walked out of the treasury of the Witch Temple.
So before Kong Jiang left, the Jinming tribe leader specifically turned his attention to him.
After the two looked at each other, they both nodded silently, tacitly understanding the transaction.
Half a day later.
Several peak palm students from Xianyun Realm withdrew from the Witch Temple and said goodbye to the Jinming tribe leader.
Kong Jin also boarded the giant spirit boat that was returned to the Cangwu sect.
The difference from before is that there is only one more person on the giant spirit boat.
In other words, there is an extra vigorous dwarf tree several feet high with tangled roots.
It is Gujiang's famous Ten Thousand Years Nourishing Tea, which is of great benefit to warming and nourishing the Ascension Wheel and the Palm-born Soul.
Huangfuying sacrificed great interests in the Witch Temple and exchanged it from the Xianyun Realm sects.
Kong Geng was lucky enough to drink tea brewed from Zishen Tea through the hands of Gu Jiang Shengzi before, so the memory is still fresh.
What Kong Xian did not expect was that this Ten Thousand Years Zishencha actually had consciousness, as if it had transformed into the essence of vegetation, possessing the strength of the palm-growing realm.
When Kong Jin approached it, it even turned into a gray-haired old man, sitting on a wheelchair turned into tree roots, and nodded to Kong Jin with a smile.
It’s just that his hands and feet were bound by chains turned into heavy spiritual weapons, and he couldn’t escape.
He seemed to be used to this situation. He cocked his legs that were bound by the iron chain in contentment, smiled at Kong Zhi and said: "My little friend, I feel the same kind of emotions from you. Breath."
As he spoke, Zishencha stretched his neck and came closer to Kong Ji, and twitched his nose twice.
Of course Kong Xian knew who he was talking about.
Changqing Zhenren and Ningshuang are both the essence of human spirit.
I have spent a lot of time with them, and it is inevitable that I will be infected with the essence of human spirit.
So Kong Xian just smiled and said nothing, did not reveal the relevant information, and said to Zishencha kindly: "Master Tea, it seems quite comfortable."
According to The medicinal properties of this divine nourishing tea are magical, whether it is in the hands of the Shaman Temple or the Cangwu Sect.
Definitely not having freedom.
For Zishencha, it was just a change of place and house arrest.
This is also the current situation of the Essence of Plants and Trees. Ningshuang also has a good fortune. He met Kong Xian and had the Cangwu Sect as his backer.
Otherwise, I am afraid that not long after he was born, he would be taken back and imprisoned by that force, and used as a constant supply of elixirs.
Or, directly make a great medicine.
This refreshing tea, with a relaxed expression, Kong Geng really admires his mentality.
"I have long wanted to leave the Witch God's Temple. That poor place is so gloomy. It would be better to go anywhere than to stay in the Witch God's God's Temple." Zishencha shook his head, still looking leisurely and contented.
Kong Jin just smiled and said nothing.
Although he has a natural affinity for spiritual beings such as human spirit spirits, this divine nourishing tea was at least obtained by his master in exchange for benefits.
I definitely can't take it away. Since he doesn't mind, he doesn't want to meddle in other people's business.
Anyway, even if he escapes the control of Cangwu Sect, he will still be controlled by a certain sect before long.
After all, Zishen Tea has such a great reputation.
Kong Ji calmed down and stood at the stern of the giant spirit boat, watching the altar of the Witch Temple gradually disappearing from his field of vision.
You can still vaguely see the figures of the three powerful masters of the Jinming Tribe in front of the Witch Temple.
They are watching themselves.
“Starting from today, Gujiang will be transformed into Jin Ming.” Kong Zhi looked at the land of Gujiang and sighed silently, he had also witnessed the change of power in this domain. (End of this chapter)