To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Chapter 29 Survival from Desperate Situations

Kong Jiao jumped down the steep mountain road from the cliff with a stern face.

During this process, he turned back more than once and looked behind him, but he did not see the Anomaly's blood mist.

The woman did not pursue him.

It was originally a joyful thing, but Kong Jiao's expression became even more gloomy.

His mind quickly analyzed the current situation.

"Not pursuing it proves that her mission is to guard there and stop all the monks who pass by."

"Then, every exit around this canyon should be controlled by someone like her."

"This is to bring the Shuangyue Altar into one pot!"

Obviously, staying in the Frost Moon Altar is more dangerous than facing the woman directly.

But Kong Jiao really didn't have the confidence to rush out of the blood mist.

Although he still has a second chance to use Jiashang Canjing, but facing a woman who is on guard, he may not even be able to achieve the results of the first time.

The little diamond talisman can be used once. It can resist the blood mist, but it can only resist it for a while.

Once surrounded by blood mist, Kong Jiao will definitely die.

At the same time, the time to explode Qi Pill is limited, and it is not enough to support Kong Jiao for too long.

Now knowing that Shuangyue Altar was dangerous, he had no choice but to come down.

"Fortunately, I didn't choose to fight her with Feng An, otherwise we would have died!" Kong Jiao was secretly glad that he did not choose Feng An's proposal.

While thinking about it, Kong Jiao's figure had reached the bottom of the valley, his feet were on the solid ground, and he thought silently: "There is still a glimmer of hope!"

Zheng Gang had sent out a signal for help when he died. He thought that as long as he held on a little longer, he would be able to survive before the sect could support him.

"Who would have thought that this trip to Shuangyue Altar would be so dangerous."

"After all, my strength is still too weak. When I get the opportunity, I will definitely retreat after returning to the sect. I will not leave the retreat until the fifth stage of Wheel-Nurturing."

While thinking about it, Kong Jiao felt that the efficacy of the Qi Pill in his body was almost reaching its limit, and his spiritual power was showing signs of exhaustion.

Therefore, he quickly shuttled across the canyon bottom, and finally stopped at a location with the thickest snow.

Leaning down, Kong Jiao dug out a snow pit just big enough to accommodate himself. He lay down in it before his spiritual power was exhausted, and then covered himself with snow.

It was already dark in the snow pit. Feeling the cold touch of ice and snow on his skin, Kong Jiao slowly closed his eyes.

Just finished all this.

The effects of the Qi Pill will be gone soon.

The spiritual power that was still lingering just now faded from the body like a tide, leaving the meridians and Dantian empty.

The familiar pain in the meridians came as expected.

This is not the first time Kong Jiao has taken Qi Pill.

He was already on guard.

So he slowly closed his eyes, silently moved the Falling Frost Wheel-Nurturing Scripture, and began to restore his spiritual power.

At the same time, he used the properties of Falling Frost Wheel-Nurturing Scripture to reduce his body temperature to the lowest level.

Almost blending with the snow on the snow, this was his last resort to survive.

The snow in Shuangyue Altar is extremely cold, abnormally cold.

Feng An said that even the spiritual power of the monks could not isolate the cold.

It may be that Kong Jiao has practiced the Falling Frost Wheel-Nurturing Scripture, and he is able to ignore this cold.

And it can blend perfectly with the snow here.

"Whether you can survive or not depends on God's will!" Kong Jiao lay quietly in the snow pit. He had no choice but to rely on his recent surge in luck.

Just in time.

call! The wind and snow that had stopped for several days swept through Shuangyuetan Grand Canyon again.

The falling snowflakes fell, erasing all the traces of Kong Jiao on the snow.

Exhausted by exhaustion of spiritual energy and pain in his meridians, Kong Jiao slowly fell asleep in the snow pit without any light, entering a mysterious and mysterious state.

Every organ in the body is kept at its lowest level of activity.

The heart only beats once every ten breaths, and even the blood slows down.

The consciousness is half asleep and half awake.

The loss of the world outside seems to have nothing to do with him.

In a daze, he seemed to hear screams coming from the Frost Moon Altar in the distance, as well as countless fluctuations of spiritual energy.

The ground shook from time to time, and the buildings in Frost Moon Altar that could barely maintain their frames after so many years also collapsed in the successive battles.

As expected, the Shuangyue Altar ushered in a bloody baptism as Kong Jiao expected.

I don’t know how much time passed, but there was suddenly no movement in Shuangyue Altar.

Except for the flying snow all over the sky, the entire Grand Canyon was completely silent.

Kong Jiao's consciousness became increasingly blurred, and he finally fell into a long darkness.

He hasn't had a dream in a long time.

In this snow pit, he dreamed of a different Frost Moon Altar.

There are a group of men and women in palace attire wearing white long-sleeved shirts living here. The women are charming and smiling, communicating with their companions.

The man is handsome and tall, greeting his friends and smiling brightly as he rises toward the bright moon in the sky.

The dense aura fills the whole world, cranes are flying, and Spirit Fish are leaping in the Tan.

The moonlight in the sky was attracted by the altar and fell vertically, covering them like a fairyland on earth.

…

On the other side, on the outside ground near Shuangyuetan Canyon.

A team wearing the Ashen Parasol Sect disciple badge had an encounter with a group of people dressed in red.

The red team seems to have been ambushing here early, waiting for the arrival of the Ashen Parasol Sect rescue team.

The two forces collided, each refusing to give in to the other.

It was obvious that the red team had the upper hand. Their methods were very anomaly, and they were calculated mentally and unintentionally, catching the Ashen Parasol Sect rescue disciples off guard.

The fierce battle lasted for a long time, and everyone suffered casualties, but the Ashen Parasol Sect disciples suffered more heavy casualties.

After leaving several corpses behind, they retreated decisively.

Dreams are extremely short-lived.

Kong Jiao didn't know how long he slept, but he suddenly woke up in the snow pit and opened his eyes in the dark snow.

"What a strange dream." Kong Jiao murmured in the snow pit.

Practitioners rarely dream, and every dream is dominated by their own spirituality.

Either a warning, a sign, or a prophecy.

However, the feeling that this dream gave Kong Jiao did not belong to those three.

So Kong Jiao felt strange.

But the confusion didn't last long. The faint tingling sensation in his meridians brought him back to reality from his thousands of thoughts.

Here comes the side effects of Qi Pill.

It's just that there is no Zhou Tingyu around him who can help him relieve the pain.

Of course, there is also good news. After an unknown length of sleep, his spiritual power has returned to its peak again.

Feeling the snow covering him from all directions in the darkness, constantly releasing the chill towards his body, Kong Jiao blinked: "How long have I been sleeping!"

Time is extremely cheap for monks and is not important.

What matters is the environment, which is surrounded by dangers. The precise time will help Kong Jiao judge whether the current situation is still dangerous.

Just now, when Kong Jiao was half asleep and half awake, he could vaguely feel the noise from the outside world.

He relied on the Falling Frost Wheel-Nurturing Scripture property to bury himself in the snow, which obviously worked.

Han Dong didn't notice him.

Now Kong Jiao has two choices.

Since hiding in the snow worked, he could continue to stay here for a few more days.

Wait until Han Dong is far away and the support from Ashen Parasol Sect arrives, then come out.

Kong Jiao did not know that the Ashen Parasol Sect disciples who came to rescue him had retreated after being ambushed.

At least there won't be any rescue in the short term.

He continued to hide in the snow, hoping that rescue would be elusive.

Therefore, he was still analyzing the situation to himself.

"Or go out now, see what's going on outside, and wait for the opportunity to take advantage of it."

The former is undoubtedly more reliable.

But if you choose the former, then the support of Ashen Parasol Sect will arrive. Kong Jiao will not have the chance to come into contact with this opportunity. He will definitely follow the people of Ashen Parasol Sect back to the sect.

It's like this trip to Shuangyue Altar was in vain.

Such a big thing happened in Shuangyue Altar, which will definitely attract the attention of all parties. If Kong Jiao wants to come back to take advantage of the opportunity in the future, it will be like putting his own life in danger in full view of the public.

It will only be more difficult than it is now.

To sum up, Kong Jiao prefers the latter option.

And since dreaming about that dream, Kong Jiao felt that this opportunity was even more attractive to him.

In the dark, there is a voice that is constantly urging me.

Kong Jiao was so upset that it was impossible to wait quietly in the snow for rescue.

This made his desire for this opportunity infinitely magnified.

"You still have to go out and take a look! Then make a decision." In the end, Kong Jiao chose to follow his heart.

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