To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Kuruo Temple, in front of the great formation where the red sun is turning back.

Kong Jiao and Cong Yun, two Shenglun monks with strong spiritual power, worshiped the Broken Formation Flag together.

The speed of breaking the formation was much faster than Kong Jiao expected.

In less than half a day, the large formation blocking the front was shaking under the power of the formation-breaking flag.

Boom!

Finally, with a dull sound, the formation was torn out a hole just large enough for people to pass through.

The energy of the broken formation surged out, blowing the snow on the ground flying all over the sky.

Kong Jiao stood in the surging wind and snow, squinting his eyes and looking into the formation along the gap.

You can vaguely see the scattered temple buildings inside the formation.

Because no one has set foot in it for thousands of years, there is no life inside. As Kong Jiao's eyes wander, you can vaguely see the faint black mist hovering over each temple.

In addition, the interior light is dim, and it feels eerie just by looking at it.

At this time, Kong Jiao's sense of danger also reacted.

A vague sense of crisis lingered in Kong Jiao's heart, sending a chill down his spine. He couldn't help but sigh: "This Kuruo Temple has been around for a thousand years, and there is still danger inside."

It may be that the danger was sensed in advance.

At this time, he looked at the gap opened by the Broken Formation Flag. It was like a mouth that chose people to eat, waiting for them to enter.

Cong Yunze didn't think so much. After the storm in front of the formation subsided, he walked to the gap in the formation, made an invitation gesture toward the inside, and said calmly: "Donor Kong, please."

Kong Jiao took a deep breath. His original plan was to use Lian Puppet to open the way.

Now that Cong Yun is present, it is difficult to use the Jinming tribe's shamanic cultivation methods.

He had no choice but to nod his head, and then said to Zaifu Qiaoqiao: "You guard the broken formation flag here and don't let the gap close."

Zaifu Qiaoqiao nodded respectfully, and did not forget to send a message to remind Kong Jiao thoughtfully: "Young master, please be careful."

"Don't worry, with this monk following you, you can break into the dragon's pond and the tiger's den." Kong Jiao said such meaningful words, and then followed Cong Yun into the Kuruo Temple.

Congyun has amazing luck. With his luck protecting him, he can gain some light by following him.

This is also the confidence that Kong Jiao dares to venture into.

Of course, these Kong Jiao cannot tell Zaifu Qiaoqiao.

The originally silent Kuruo Temple was followed by Kong Jiao and Cong Yun stepping into it one after another.

The whole temple seemed to come alive.

call! A gust of wind blew.

The black aura that was originally floating lightly around him suddenly became rich.

This made the interior of Kuruo Temple, which was already dimly lit, even more difficult to see.

Fortunately, both Kong Jiao and Cong Yun are wheel-raising monks, and they both have their own methods.

This darkness was not enough to hinder the two people's vision.

As soon as Kong Jiao's footsteps landed on the ground of Kuruo Temple, he subconsciously touched the tip of his nose with his finger.

He could obviously smell the rotten smell floating in the air.

It was a smell similar to the smell that rises when wood rots and falls into the mud. It's not a very good smell.

Cong Yun also smelled it, but he smiled nonchalantly and explained to Kong Jiao: "Don't worry, the smell is not poisonous."

After all, Kong Jiao was also a Second Grade alchemy master. He didn't know whether it was poisonous or not. He just hummed and looked back at the formation entrance opened by the broken formation flag.

At this time, the two talents entered Kuruo Temple and were less than ten feet away.

The thick black mist almost obscured the entrance, constantly drifting towards the outside world.

Fortunately, the mist did not have any lethality, and it did not make her feel any strange when it blew on Zaifu Qiaoqiao's body at the entrance. She always maintained the broken formation flag to prevent the entrance from being closed.

Seeing this scene, Kong Jiao was completely relieved.

That was their escape exit. If there was an irresistible crisis in Kuruo Temple, that was their only way to survive.

The two cheered up, and with Congyun leading the way, they continued towards the interior of Kuruo Temple.

The entrance they entered looked like a training ground.

There were rotten wooden piles and futons all over the place. They were so old that they were in a state of decay.

Congyun obviously has a map of Kuruo Temple and knows the architectural structure here well.

Taking Kong Jiao around, we walked to the entrance of the mountain gate of Kuruo Temple in a moment.

While walking, Cong Yun patiently explained some taboos here for Kong Jiao.

"Master Puhui once said before his lifetime that Imperial Sky Riding Art must not be used in this place. Those diffuse black mist will attack the monks in the sky."

"That's it!" Kong Jiao nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at the black mist that filled the entire formation.

The rich black color almost dyed the entire top of the formation black.

Seeing that Cong Yun knew this place so well, he couldn't bear the doubts in his heart even more. He sent a message and asked: "Cong Yun, why did you come to Kuruo Temple?"

Kong Jiao asked questions again and again, and Congyun didn't bother to cover up. After all, they had all come in.

After taking a look at Kong Jiao, Cong Yun sighed and told the truth: "Before his death, Patriarch Puhui once said that he might have been possessed by a ghost when he entered the Kuruo Temple. He didn't see the essence clearly, but just vaguely captured it. A few wisps of demonic energy led to the conclusion that there is a demon in Kuruo Temple."

"When he passed away, his soul gradually dispersed in the world, but he could see clearly some of the mysteries in this memory."

"Patriarch Puhui is so kind. He feels that he has not done anything to help his close friend, Zen Master Jishi, and he feels guilty."

"So the old man left his last words before he died. Later generations of disciples will come to Kuruo Temple again on his behalf to settle this karma."

These words made Kong Jiao suddenly alert.

"Master Puhui is actually obsessed with his appearance!"

Although I don’t know what state Master Puhui is in, I can communicate with Zen Master Jishi who is in the state of Zhangsheng.

Presumably he is also a palm student.

There are also old princes from the royal family who must also be palm students.

Two palm students came to Kuruo Temple together, but they couldn't see the essence clearly?

This made Kong Jiao a little worried about the safety of this profession, and he couldn't help complaining: "Even your ancestor is under the influence, and you, a little monk, are so courageous. You dare to come in so arrogantly."

Cong Yun was open-minded and replied half-jokingly, half-seriously: "If my old monk doesn't come by himself, the young monk will have to bite the bullet and come."

As he spoke, he suddenly stopped and said solemnly: "This trip is for no other reason than to settle the cause and effect for Patriarch Puhui and find out the truth about the Kuruo Temple."

"The tone is quite good." Although Kong Jiao was talking to Cong Yun, Xu Po's vision was constantly observing his surroundings.

"Your master hasn't found any meaningful clues. With the two of us ascending the wheel, I'm afraid we'll be in vain."

Although he was curious about the truth about Kuruo Temple, he was more concerned about this opportunity.

As long as the opportunity comes, no matter what the truth about Kuruo Temple is, he will definitely leave.

He said this to warn Congyun to stop in moderation and not to sink too deep into it.

When the time comes, he is afraid that he will not be able to hold the monk back.

"Of course the poor monk knows, he can do what he can." Cong Yundu looked very calm and responded to Kong's call.

At this time, the two of them were already on their way to the main hall of Kuruo Temple.

It was a bluestone staircase.

Like the road outside the temple, it has long been broken into pieces. As Kong Jiao and Cong Yun stepped on it, they could hear the sound of broken stone slabs under their feet from time to time.

The two of them had just stepped onto the bluestone stairs less than ten steps.

call! The mist in the surrounding air seemed to be stimulated by something, and it rolled more violently.

When Kong Jiao saw this sudden vision, his expression became solemn. His frosty white spiritual power floated on his body, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

Cong Yun also lost his voice. He raised his head and stared at the black mist that surged like boiling water.

At this time, Kong Jiao's ears twitched.

He vaguely heard something whispering in his ears.

The sound was not loud at first, but after two or three breaths, the sound became deafening.

‘In all worlds like this, the Buddhas and World-Honored Ones will always live in the world. World Honored Ones, please be considerate of me. If I had committed many sins in this life or my previous life since the beginning of no birth and death...'

Those chants of sutras seemed like thousands of people were chanting silently in Kong Jiao's ears at the same time. The condensed sound made Kong Jiao's head hurt violently.

Under the pain, his consciousness shone brightly.

Boom! His consciousness seemed to be contending with the sudden sound.

At this time, Congyun's face also became solemn, and he naturally heard the blast of scriptures.

I saw him clasping his hands together and softly speaking one word: "Om!"

His voice was not loud when he spoke, but the moment he said the word, it sounded like a bell, echoing in Kong Jiao's ears.

The word fell from the cloud.

In an instant, the noise lingering in Kong Jiao's ears disappeared without a trace.

"Spiritual attack!" Kong Jiao said four words in a low voice.

His expression did not relax in the slightest as the Buddha's voice dissipated.

With a solemn expression, he looked around, trying to find the source of the attack on him and the others in the dark.

But with his virtual vision open, he couldn't detect any clues.

"Master Puhui's Dharma is profound. When he and the old prince joined forces, the ghosts here did not dare to show their heads. We are of low cultivation and have already begun to show our true colors before we even entered." Cong Yun still did not put down his hands, his eyes were in the air. After looking around for a while, Jiao Yi said with a solemn expression:

"Donor Kong, don't be more than three feet away from me. If you are too far away, the poor monk will not be able to care about you."

"Okay!" Kong Jiao had fear in his eyes, and there was no reason not to obey.

His spiritual consciousness was also tempered by Jin Ming's Soul Refining method. In the spiritual practice of the Ascending Wheel Realm, it is also quite top-notch.

I was almost hurt by the Buddha's voice just now.

If it were another ascending chakra that came in, I'd be afraid that the sound of chanting would be soul-wounding on the spot.

"But this Congyun is so powerful. His level of consciousness is probably several times higher than mine."

Kong Jiao secretly rejoiced that this time he had followed Cong Yun in. His Lian Puppet had no way to deal with this spiritual attack.

All three of his puppets were folded in, and they might not even be able to enter the main hall. (End of chapter)