To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Chapter 155 A lot of money for Shengyou

Other monks had also seen Kong Jiao during the battle at Xihuang Paradise. They saw him strolling in the courtyard like a lord in the snow, and they roughly guessed his identity.

Everyone's eyes showed fear, but in this wind and snow, life and death depended on each other's thoughts, and no one dared to move.

Seeing Kong Jiao getting closer and closer, no monk dared to look into his eyes, and everyone lowered their heads unconsciously.

Kong Jiao didn't pay attention to the monks beside the huge pit.

He walked slowly to Lu Wenji's body, looked at the latter who had changed beyond recognition, and showed an indifferent smile: "I told you, I will find you!"

Kong Jiao's voice was very soft, but in other people's ears it had a shocking effect that made their bodies tremble.

Qiao Tianyu even swallowed and turned his face to one side, fearing that Kong Jiao would recognize his identity.

Who would have thought that Kong Jiao would have seen Qiao Tianyu a long time ago. He was buried under the snow and covered with heavy snow. Every inch of the land was in his field of vision, and there was no blind spot.

He just hasn't figured out how to deal with Qiao Tianyu yet.

In other words, he was more concerned about the gains after killing Lu Wenji.

The first thing Kong Jiao looked at was the luck above Lu Wenji's head.

It was a cloud of luck that was almost pure white, with only a slight, gray cloud of luck the size of a copper coin.

This is also why Lu Wenji is so difficult to kill.

Just now, Kong Jiao was in the process of attacking Lu Wenji in the dark with Feng Tao Da Burian Xue.

The ball of luck on his head was rolling excitedly, secretly contending with the luck on Kong Jiao's head for a long time.

In the end, Kong Jiao was outshined by pure white luck.

Killing Lu Wenji's last hope of escape.

Now that Lu Wenji is dead, his luck will naturally be swallowed up by the luck on Kong Jiao's head.

After plundering Lu Wenji's luck, Kong Jiao's luck cloud surged like boiling water and seemed to be about to undergo new changes.

Obviously, this will take some time to bear fruit.

Kong Jiao was not in a hurry, and looked away from his head, then looked at the chest of Lu Wenji's blood-covered corpse.

Following the death of his master, Lu Wenji, a dark golden essence of heaven and earth separated from his body and condensed between his chest.

This mass of heaven and earth essence is sharp and thick, and its quality is obviously higher than all the heaven and earth essences Kong Jiao has ever seen.

"Shengyou is rich in gold!" Kong Jiao slowly thought about the name of this spirit of heaven and earth, his eyes bright.

He is rich in money and ranks third in character. He is ranked among the best in the world of character.

It is also the first of the three most suitable for sword cultivation among the essences of heaven and earth.

The silver-splitting essence contained in Shangguan Yuzhou is only ranked third among the three sword bases of character.

Such quality is almost second only to the essence of heaven and earth, and is hard to find in Wudong cultivation world.

Lu Wenji is worthy of being the immortal seedling of Dingyue Sect, and he can obtain the first sword base under this land.

"Senior Brother Shangguan, you are blessed!" Kong Jiao murmured, holding his palm towards the void of Shengyou Heavy Gold.

Under the urging of Kong Jiao, the sky full of wind and snow wrapped around the body that gave birth to heavy gold.

Condensed into a crystal clear black ice box.

Put the Xuan Bing Box, which has sealed Shengyou's heavy gold, into the Qiankun bag.

Kong Jiao knelt down again and put Lu Wenji's storage bag and the Supreme Grade sword into Qiankun's bag.

As for Lu Wenji's body, Kong Jiao did not move.

In other words, he didn't dare to move.

Killing the immortal seedlings of Ding Yuezong can be regarded as the grudge between Ashen Parasol Sect and Ding Yuezong.

If Lu Wenji's corpse was collected and made into a puppet, it would be equivalent to a slap in the face of Ding Yuezong. It would not be a grudge between the two factions. Ding Yuezong would probably hunt him down no matter the cost.

"That's all, this hot potato is here!" Kong Jiao muttered.

While he was collecting Lu Wenji's belongings, neither Qiao Tianyu nor the other monks dared to take a breath.

It wasn't until Kong Jiao finished all this that he walked up to Qiao Tianyu.

Under the latter's stiff expression, there was a hint of a smirk.

"You took my belt. Although I can't use it, you owe me what you want. You haven't figured out what to take yet."

Qiao Tianyu felt bitter in his heart when he looked at the man with a bright smile and an honest face.

He knew that his gains in Xihuang Paradise could not be saved.

Qiao Tianyu was very sensible, and Kong Jiao did not make things difficult for him.

After cleaning up Qiao Tianyu, Kong Jiao looked at the monks who were watching the fun.

His eyes showed some reflection.

In fact, killing Qiao Tianyu and these monks together is the best choice.

Otherwise, it would be troublesome for any of them to tell what they heard today.

But Kong Jiao then thought about it. His battle with Lu Wenji in Xihuang Paradise was witnessed by almost everyone in the Paradise.

"If you want to kill them all, it's safest to kill them all."

"Otherwise, with the power of Ding Yuezong and the powerful background, it would be easy to trace him."

"Forget it, forget it, there are endless killings. If I really commit such a crime, I'm afraid Boss Huangfu will kill me first."

This idea was quickly dismissed by Kong Jiao.

Wu Zi sighed. In fact, he also knew that from the moment he took action with Lu Wenji in Xihuang Paradise, his identity would be exposed sooner or later.

But for the sunset in Xihuang, he has no regrets.

After thinking about it, Kong Jiao didn't even look at the monks.

Stomping his feet, he disappeared without a trace in the wind and snow.

It was less than three breaths after Kong Jiao left.

The overwhelming snowflakes then stopped.

Only a place covered in silver was left.

As well as Qiao Tianyu and the few monks who escaped from the giant pit.

Everyone showed an expression of survival, because they knew that it would be easy for Kong Jiao to kill them just now.

"Kong Jiao! Fengtao buried the snow!" Qiao Tianyu clenched his fists, his eyes filled with unconcealable jealousy.

Fengtao Buries Snow, Wudong Bingxing's most advanced Taoist skill.

There is also a fatal temptation for him.

On the other side, Kong Jiao was about twenty miles behind the mountain road after leaving the giant pit.

As he was walking through the mountain forest, he stopped at a mountain road leaning against a cliff.

He stood still and didn't look back. He just said lightly: "Come out and follow me."

Kong Jiao's voice came to the corner of the mountain behind.

A figure in red robe walked out slowly.

The visitor's eyebrows were raised like willows, and his eyes showed a look of interest. He looked at the man in front of him and replied: "My perception is good, you can find me even here."

Kong Jiao turned around and looked at Han Donger, who was dressed in red. There was no emotion in his eyes, but he replied angrily: "The smell of blood on your body is stronger than that of a slaughterhouse."

Of course, this sentence was answered casually by Kong Jiao.

He really felt Han Dong'er when he released Feng Tao Burial Snow, and she was also covered in snowflakes.

From then on, Kong Jiao's consciousness was fully activated.

He knew Han Donger's tracking very well.

"What? Come to retaliate with my sword?" Kong Jiao looked at Han Dong'er with a slightly evil look in his eyes.

Just because he doesn't want to make a move with her doesn't mean that he really won't.

Kong Jiao's tone was unkind, and he was obviously worried about the sword that Han Dong'er slashed at him in Xihuang Paradise.

"It's just a little misunderstanding." Listening to Kong Jiao's obviously impatient tone, Han Dong'er seemed to be understatement, suddenly smiled, and continued: "If I had known that you were a disciple of Ashen Parasol Sect, I would definitely not have taken action against you. , but helped you kill him."

"After all, I'd love to see your two factions tear up over this."

"You are such a villain, you don't hide your motives at all." Kong Jiao raised his eyelids and looked at Han Dong'er's no-nonsense attitude.

Han Donger was not ashamed to hear Kong Jiao's sarcastic tone, and said in a soothing tone: "It's better to be a true villain than a hypocrite."

Faced with Han Donger's soft attitude, Kong Jiao felt it was difficult to take advantage of him verbally, so he asked directly: "Stop talking nonsense, what do you want to do? Follow me and don't do anything. We are all young people." Have fun."

"It's the same suggestion as last time." Han Dong'er stretched out her green index finger and smiled evilly.

"Lu Wenji is dead." Kong Jiao slowly stated the facts.

Han Donger's last suggestion was to join forces to kill Lu Wenji.

When she killed Lu Wenji, Han Donger was nearby, and she should have witnessed the whole process.

Perhaps because of this, Han Dong took a fancy to Kong Jiao's strength, and continued calmly: "But there is more than just Lu Wenji in the Dingyue Sect."

"Who else do you want to kill?" Kong Jiao became interested.

Although Ashen Parasol Sect and Huo Dezong did not deal with each other, Huo Dezong also hated Dingyue Sect even more.

"Lingxi ranks first on the Hidden Dragon List."

Hear the seven words coming out of Han Donger's mouth.

The scene fell into silence.

Kong Jiao's expression of interest just now disappeared.

What kind of character is Longshou Lingxi?

The first person in Wudong in a hundred years who entered the Ascension Wheel under the age of 20, a genius among geniuses, a monster-like existence.

That kind of person who has reached the realm of ascending the wheel is not comparable to a simple ascending wheel monk.

Kill Lingxi? Kong Jiao didn't even dare to think about it.

I can now be on the stage, but that doesn't mean I can dominate the world.

After being silent for a long time, Kong Jiao looked at the woman in front of him and responded with six words: "You are really crazy."

"Are you scared?" Han Donger's eyes were filled with teasing.

"I'm just not crazy." Kong Jiao waved his hand and turned around, no longer wasting time with Han Dong'er: "Go find someone else, I haven't lived enough yet."

"It's hard to find someone who can kill Lu Wenji in Wudong." Kong Jiao's refusal was not beyond Han Dong'er's expectation. Looking at Kong Jiao's back, she tried to give her final persuasion: "Kill Ding Yue." Zong’s immortal seedlings, they won’t let you go.”

"That's my business and has nothing to do with you." Kong Jiao's footsteps did not stop at all, and his figure drifted away, and his warning voice came from the wind.

"Stop following me, don't make me do anything."

call!

The cool golden breeze in the mountains, mixed with some withered yellow branches and leaves in the mountains, blew Han Dong'er's hair on her forehead, but she did not follow it.

According to Han Donger's previous behavior style, how could she go to Kong Jiao to join forces.

But with the fall of Gexia, the situation has changed.

Han Dong'er, who has lost the power of palm as a pillar, really has no help.

"You will promise me." Han Dong'er's determined voice came from the mountain.

(End of chapter)