To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Chapter 236 Tide Calling Flute

The sun rises in the east.

The half-round sun slowly rises from the surface of Qinghu Lake, which is as wide as the sea.

Disciples from various sects and Independent Cultivators from Wudong gathered on the coast near the center of Qinghu Lake, quietly bathing in the morning light, waiting for the entrance of Qinghu Lake to open.

Disciples from the three sects, Cangwu, Quejin, and Mo Sheng, gathered together and occupied a large open space by the lake.

Huangfu Wuqin, Shangguan Yuzhou, Zong Changsong, and Zhai Qingning stood at the front of the many inner disciples of Ashen Parasol Sect, highlighting the unique status of the four people.

The Quejin Gate is headed by Yuan Xiao and three other Sheng Lun.

As well as Han Honghua, Fang Qi and a Shenglun strongman named Zhang Rui as the leading Mosheng sect disciples.

The three factions, a total of eleven people, were faintly approaching.

They all held a formation roulette in their palms, which Zhai Qingning made overnight.

If they encounter an ambush outside the Qinghu Paradise, they can each activate the roulette wheel to form a defensive formation as a means of self-protection.

Just looking at the disciples of the three sects one by one, Kong Jiao was nowhere to be seen.

Yuan Xiao seemed to have noticed this. He approached the Ashen Parasol Sect and asked in a low voice to Huangfu Wuqin and others: "Where is Kong Jiao? Doesn't he know that today is the day to leave Qinghu Paradise?"

Han Honghua also frowned at the side. She had long noticed that Kong Jiao was gone, and followed Yuan's joke and said: "The passage only opens for one stick of incense. If you miss it, you will have to stay in this blessed land for five years."

"I don't know, Junior Brother Kong left early and hasn't returned yet." Zong Changsong was also troubled by Kong Jiao's actions. Leaving Qinghu Paradise was a big deal.

This is a waste of time, leaving Kong Jiao in the blessed land of Qinghu, and he will inevitably be scolded by Huangfu Ying.

"Don't worry, we can't lose Junior Brother Kong even if we lose him. He will naturally appear when the time comes." Shangguan Yuzhou seemed to know where Kong Jiao was, and waved his hand nonchalantly, signaling everyone not to think too much.

"It would be better if he didn't come. He would be left here to keep company with the fish in Qinghu Lake." Huangfu Wuqin narrowed his eyes and smiled intriguingly.

His eyes moved to the entrance of Changqing Perfected Being Long Shu's space.

Kong Jiao's figure appeared in the swamp pool blocked by vines.

He first bowed towards the inside, and then said softly: "Evergreen Perfected Being, today is the day when the passage to Qinghu Paradise is opened. This junior will leave here now, and I came here to say goodbye to Perfected Being."

Changqing Perfected Being had helped him a lot. Without her help, the monks from the three sects would have been forced to leave the starry sky altar.

Therefore, Kong Jiao specially came to say goodbye before leaving, which was considered a basic courtesy.

Originally, Kong Jiao didn't expect Long Shu to respond to him. After bowing, he was about to leave.

Suddenly, the inner passage intertwined with vines squirmed.

Something flew out of the vines.

It is a blue flute, made of some special spiritual bamboo. It is not like a Law Weapon, but there is a charm flowing on the flute, which is not a mortal thing.

The flute flew straight towards Kong Jiao.

He subconsciously caught it with a look of confusion on his face.

Before he could ask a question, Long Shu's clear and lazy voice rang in his ears.

"The Tide Calling Flute is the key to opening the passage to the Blessed Land. Blow the spiritual flute and the passage will open. You don't have to wait for the day when the Blessed Land opens."

"This Perfected Being has said before that when I inherit the Qinghu Blessed Land, you can come in and out at any time. Just keep it, the Evergreen Perfected Being is very committed."

"Thank you Perfected Being!" Kong Jiao smiled warmly when he heard that it was the key to unlocking Qinghu Paradise.

Long Shuneng gave herself the tide-calling flute, proving that she didn't hate herself.

I have nothing to do and come to this blessed land of Qinghu, what can I do?

There is no one else here, so of course I am looking for Long Shu.

This move is tantamount to Long Shu giving Kong Jiao the privilege of seeing him at any time.

A Perfected Being who is in the realm of creating mysticism, and may even be the only one who is creating mysticism in Wudong.

If you encounter a hurdle that you can't overcome in the future, you might be able to ask her for help.

In addition, the spiritual objects such as the Xingmai Huairou Grass in Qinghu Paradise, Flood Dragon and so on are not all in his pocket.

"The Starburst Huairou Grass must not be harvested yet. If I don't refine the Supreme Grade Wheel-raising Pill, I'll take this spiritual flute and look for it again."

"The entire Qinghu blessed land is still mine, haha."

Of course Kong Jiao would not say this. He gently stroked the flute with his palms and his eyes were full of tenderness. This is a treasure.

"Ahem!" Kong Jiao coughed twice, suppressing the uncontrollable smile in the corners of his eyes.

He bowed to Changqing Perfected Being again and said, "Now that I'm done, I'll leave now. I'll come back to visit my senior someday."

This time Long Shu didn't respond.

Kong Jiao also knew the situation and didn't stay any longer.

After putting away the tide caller, his body twisted on the spot and disappeared.

The shore of the lake.

Wow!

The previously calm lake suddenly started to ripple.

The water of the lake was rushing towards the shore in waves.

A huge whirlpool spread from the center of the lake under everyone's gaze.

As the vortex grew larger, a channel leading to the unknown bottom was formed from the center of the vortex.

The surrounding monks left their respective positions at the moment when the passage to the blessed land opened, and each used their own means to ride the waves.

Various spiritual powers and Law Weapon are mixed together, forming a trajectory heading in the same direction.

The monsters in the green lake also emerged from the bottom of the lake at the right time and rushed towards the passage.

Seeing more and more monks swarming towards the passage.

Even Huangfu Wuqin, who had thought of teasing Kong Jiao before, frowned.

Just when she was considering whether to send someone to find Kong Jiao.

The space beside her suddenly distorted, and Kong Jiao's slender figure appeared beside her.

Seeing Kong Jiao appear, Huangfu Wuqin's fine eyebrows relaxed, but her eyes were unkind and her tone was rather critical: "I thought you really wanted to guard the small fish and shrimps here in Qinghu Paradise. .”

"I can tell you that during the period when the blessed land was not opened, all the remaining monks disappeared without exception."

"If you die here, your master will not shed a single tear."

Kong Jiao's face was stunned. This was the first time she heard sullen words from Huangfu Wuqin's mouth.

This surprised him, and then he looked at Huangfu Wuqin with a half-smiling expression: "Senior Sister Huangfu, your way of caring for people is really special."

What responded to Kong Jiao was a pair of long white legs wrapped in agitated golden thunder.

Huangfu Wuqin obviously used Taoist magic, and his speed was as fast as thunder. How could Kong Jiao dodge at such a close distance?

Got a solid kick on the butt.

Kong Jiao only felt a numbness on his back, and the next moment his body lightened up, and he was already being carried by the thunder and shot out, turning into a golden arc and flying towards the vortex.

Huangfu Wuqin suddenly showed his power and was full of intimidation.

None of the Ashen Parasol Sect disciples dared to look at her. Even Shangguan Yuzhou subconsciously looked away and muttered, "Junior brother Kong, why are you messing with her?"

The Quejin Sect and Mosheng Sect looked solemn.

None of the Ascension Wheel cultivators present had the confidence to avoid that kick.

"Prince Ashen Parasol Sect, she is now the well-deserved number one on the Hidden Dragon Ranking."

This is the voice of everyone.

Huangfu Wuqin didn't care what others were thinking. After kicking out, a smile appeared on his pretty face again, and he waved his hand in front of where Kong Jiao flew out.

"Set off!"

Whoosh!

Following Huangfu Wuqin's order, the monks from the three sects fired out in volley.

(End of chapter)