To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

The battle is over.

Shangguan Yuzhou and Zaifu Qiaoqiao looked at Qinghu who was suppressed by Xuangui from a distance, and looked at each other. They both saw the relief in each other's eyes.

The shaman cultivators of the Zhou Yin tribe led by Zhou Yufeng have been causing trouble in Tianqi for more than a year.

Relying on his Divine Ability and cunning and cautious behavior, even the leader of the Tianquan Sword Sect has been chasing him many times to no avail.

Now, finally, due to Kong Jiao's careful calculation, he was suppressed.

No matter how cunning the day and the wind are, it is impossible to escape from the hands of two beings who are comparable to palms at the moment.

Without this half-stepped threat, they finally no longer have to worry.

On the other side, Shangguan Yuzhou was quite puzzled by Kong Jiao's ability to summon two powerful masters.

But now is not the time to ask these questions, so I can only keep silent and watch the situation develop quietly.

Only Zaifu Qiaoqiao looked at the old man in red robe with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

After Xuangui suppressed the day and wind, all the waves in the surrounding world that were affected by his Divine Ability have now calmed down.

In the calm dark night.

call out! A handsome young man in green clothes rode the wind from a distance. His spiritual power echoed the moonlight in the sky, glowing with gleaming light, revealing the Immortal Qi that emerged from the dust.

He flew straight to the position of Day and Wind, which was suppressed by the Black Turtle.

During the flight, the young man did not forget to wave to Shangguan Yuzhou with a smile on his face as a greeting.

"Haha, this kid!" Shangguan Yuzhou also smiled heartily when he saw the young man's figure.

Kong Jiao's smile quickly faded, and his figure stopped in front of day and wind.

Looking at the old man with a frightened face, Xiuyi's lips were filled with coldness.

"I told you, you old guy, you will die in my hands."

Muttering in his mouth, Kong Jiao only glanced at Zhou Yufeng, and then turned to Ge Xia in front of him.

This old man went through a battle without even getting his clothes messy.

He had witnessed the momentum of Ge Xia's attack just now. The Divine Ability of the wind marks of day and wind hitting Ge Xia was like a fly shaking a tree.

"The great power born from the palm of your hand is worthy of being the highest combat power in the world. If you can't create magic, you almost always walk sideways."

With emotion in his heart, Kong Jiao politely raised his hand towards Ge Xia: "Thank you for your hard work, Ge Xia."

"Hey!" Ge Xia chuckled and didn't take it seriously. Instead, he pointed at Day and Feng in front of him and asked in a calm tone: "How to deal with this guy."

Kong Jiao didn't even raise his eyelids, and said two words calmly: "Kill!"

The sound reached the ears of Zhou Yifeng, and the fear in the eyes of the Zhou Yin tribe priest could no longer be concealed.

Don't think that the witch cultivators in Gu territory are not afraid of death.

On the contrary, the more advanced a person is, the more afraid he is of death.

The dignity of a half-step palm student was no longer important at the moment. Day and Wind wailed in a horrified voice: "Don't kill me, I can offer my soul to you, and I will follow your lead in the future."

Gexia was not in the habit of listening to people begging for mercy, so the words of Day and Wind fell in his ears as if he had not heard them.

Almost as soon as Kong Jiao finished speaking, his palm hidden under his sleeve had already been poked out, and with the shock of blood-colored power, he had already slapped the head of day and wind.

Wow! Bloody ripples erupted the moment Gexia's five fingers came into contact with the heads of Day and Wind.

Day and Feng trembled together, and the remaining eye exploded under Ge Xia's palm, and yellow and white things shot out from the seven orifices.

With one palm, the cultivation of day and wind returned to nothingness in half a step.

The corpse slowly became silent under the suppression of the Black Turtle.

It's just that all kinds of dirty liquids inevitably burst into the black turtle's body.

This provoked a dissatisfied scolding from above: "That old boy in red, why did you splash your uncle Turtle's body with sourness?"

It was like the voice of a black turtle.

However, neither Kong Jiao nor Ge Xia had any intention of paying attention to the old turtle.

Kong Jiao even snapped his fingers. Under his control, above the suppression and void, the black turtle body of Black Mountain shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a black pill furnace.

Was absorbed into the sea of ​​consciousness by Kong Jiao.

The part of suppressing day and wind has been completed, and there is no need for Kong Jiao to continue to let Xuangui maintain suppression.

On the other side, the disappearance of the black turtle also completely exposed the bodies of Day and Feng to Kong Jiao's eyes.

Without the maintenance of Divine Ability, the corpses of Day and Wind were quickly returning to human form from the appearance of green tigers.

As a breeze blew across his face, his body slowly seeped out cyan energy, and finally condensed into a ball of heaven and earth essence on the chest of Day and Wind.

It is Yunxiafenghen who is ranked 150 in quality.

There is a wind mark under the clouds, and the originally calm void is rippled again.

call! The howling wind swept up instantly, blowing the clothes of Kong Jiao nearby.

Just when he was about to make a move.

Ge Xia, who was beside him, had already taken the first step and grabbed Yunxia Fenghen into his hand. As the blood-colored spiritual power boiled, he sealed him in the blood-colored sphere.

Then Ge Xia handed it to Kong Jiao expressionlessly, not forgetting to remind in an old voice: "The essence of earth and heaven is rare. Even if you don't use it, it's best to keep it and use it in exchange for ice properties that suit you in the future. The essence of heaven and earth.”

"I have my own sense of discretion." Kong Jiao took the blood globule from Gexia that sealed Yunxiafenghen and replied noncommittally.

He was not Ge Xia's disciple, so Ge ​​Xia spoke to him in such a tone, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Ge Xia seemed to be used to Kong Jiao's attitude of not being far or near, and he just smiled slightly when he heard this.

But a pair of scarlet eyes looked Kong Jiao up and down.

This old man who once caused a bloody storm in Wudong seemed to have seen something, and there was little surprise in his pupils.

Then it was quickly replaced by relief.

"The next generation is to be feared!" Ge Xia didn't say much. He just sighed and said nothing more.

When Ge Xia was looking at Kong Jiao, he was also looking at the old man in blood-clothed clothes in front of him.

He felt something was wrong with Ge Xia today.

I couldn't tell what was wrong specifically, so I subconsciously opened my virtual vision to see Ge Xia's current state.

A closer look revealed some clues.

Ge Xia has no physical body. This body was cultivated by the Gu Jiang shaman in the realm of ghosts that Kong Jiao killed in Quanzhou before.

The soul-suppressing bell caused Gexia's soul to temporarily stay on this body.

At the moment, Kong Jiao looked at Ge Xia's soul. Although it was still strong, there seemed to be something in the scarlet soul energy that was devouring the power of his soul all the time.

The bloody soul was constantly being eaten away.

Ge Xia did not resist, and was still drawn away by the power of his soul.

None of these can escape the observation of Kong Jiaoxupo's vision.

Obviously, the current Ge Xia seems to be powerful, but in fact, his spirit is very strong but weak, and he looks like he may dissipate at any time.

Kong Jiao suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. This scene had never happened before. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Are you... okay?"

Ge Xia didn't expect Kong Jiao to ask such a question, but it made his old face slightly stunned. Then he showed a peaceful smile that he had never seen before, and replied in a careless tone: "Good, good, it has never been so good."

After saying that, Ge Xia seemed to sense something, and Kong Jiao saw that the kindness that had just appeared in his eyebrows was instantly replaced by sharpness.

Then Ge Xia suddenly slapped a palm, and the target was Tian Yufeng's corpse.

Kong Jiao subconsciously took a step back.

At this time, Ge Xia's attack had already landed on the corpses of Day and Feng, and no thrilling energy aftermath was heard.

Ge Xia's five fingers shot out five scarlet blood lines, and pulled out a ball of cyan soul from the corpses of Day and Feng.

His soul was rolling like smoke, trying to break free from Gexia's bloodline, but he was no match for Gexia in life, so how could he be able to shake it after death.

Finally, he was pulled in front of him by Gexia's bloodline, and was held in the hands of the old man.

Kong Jiao's expression was slightly astonished. He looked at the green soul in Ge Xia's hand. It had now turned into the face of day and wind, and kept begging for mercy and wailing in Ge Xia's hand.

"Isn't it said that the soul can be immortal only if the palm is born with great power? Why has the soul of Day and Wind not dissipated?" Kong Jiao approached Ge Xia, looked at the soul in his hand, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

If Ge Xia hadn't taken action today, the spirit of Day and Wind would have escaped without a doubt.

"This Gu border witch cultivator majors in spiritual consciousness, and his soul is more focused than our Wudong monks. When his cultivation reaches a certain level, his soul can stay for a long time after death, even if he has not reached palm life."

"If you encounter Gu witch cultivators in the future, you should repeatedly check whether they are dead or not after killing them."

"I'm afraid that it would be troublesome for them to go back to ask for help with their remaining souls."

Ge Xia was like a teacher at this time. He knew everything about Kong Jiao's problems and patiently explained them.

"That's it!" Kong Jiao nodded thoughtfully, then looked at the spirit of Zhou Yufeng and asked: "What Mr. Ge means is that if Zhou Yufeng is not discovered by you, he can continue Survive in this form?"

Ge Xia smiled hoarsely, shook his head and said, "In this world, only the palm-born powerful ones have immortal souls, and witch cultivators are no exception."

"It's just that the Gu border shaman cultivators sacrificed to the witch god, and their souls have long been eroded. Although some residual souls can be left behind, the consciousness cannot last forever. It is nothing more than leaving a little power in the world. If you let him go, he will not be able to change in the future. What a monster he has become, he is no longer himself."

Kong Jiao frowned a little when he heard this, looked at the remaining souls of Day and Feng in Ge Xia's hands, and murmured: "This Gu border shaman cultivator is really an Anomaly."

"So when you encounter these guys in the future, you either don't move or you have to do something extreme if they move." After Ge Xia finished speaking, the blood-red spiritual power in his hand surged, and he was about to kill the day and wind souls.

However, when the power was halfway aroused, Ge Xia's eyes suddenly flashed with a look of contemplation, and the blood that surrounded his palms disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Kong Jiao looked at Ge Xia, a little puzzled by his sudden stoppage.

Ge Xia did not respond, but after thinking, he opened his mouth slightly.

The silver bell, which was full of silver brilliance, was spat out by him. It was the soul-suppressing bell.

How could Day and Feng not recognize the soul-suppressing bell, the moment the soul-suppressing bell was spat out by Ge Xia.

Day and Feng seemed to have forgotten their fear at this moment. The blue souls transformed into the shape of Day and Feng's faces, full of horror, and they exclaimed: "Soul-Calming Bell! How is that possible! You are the descendant of the Xianyu family. people?!"

Day and Feng are dying people, and Kong Jiao doesn't want to talk to him.

It's just that Ge Xia's behavior made Kong Jiao a little dissatisfied.

He deliberately stuffed the soul-suppressing bell into Ge Xia's mouth. He was afraid that it would be seen by day and wind. If he escaped, there would be countless troubles.

Now Ge Xia actually went against his wishes.

Just when Kong Jiao was about to question Ge Xia.

Under Kong Jiao's gaze, the latter suddenly burst out with the power of his soul, forcefully pouring the souls of day and wind into the Soul-Calming Bell.

Finally, it condensed into a cyan feather-like symbol on top of the silver bell.

After doing all this, Ge Xia swallowed the soul-suppressing bell into her belly again, and explained to Kong Jiao calmly: "This guy is qualified to be accepted by this fairy bell."

"If I am no longer here in the future, you can still use his power."

"Although it's not as good as the Palm, the Divine Ability of Wind is still very good for escaping."

This was something Kong Jiao didn't expect, but Riyu Feng's ability to escape was indeed useful.

He immediately looked at the cyan symbol on the soul-suppressing bell, nodded slightly and said, "Yes!"

At this time, Kong Jiao could clearly feel that the power of the soul rolling in Ge Xia's body had dimmed a bit.

Obviously, what he just did was already a considerable drain on him.

"You'd better go back and rest early." After Kong Jiao said this, his heart moved silently, and he was about to take Gexia back and put the soul-suppressing bell into the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

However, a scene in Anomaly happened.

The only thing that returned to the sea of ​​Kong Jiao's knowledge was the Soul-Calming Bell.

It flew out of Gexia's mouth, flew straight into Kong Jiao's eyebrows and disappeared without a trace.

But Ge Xia, who was dressed in red robe, was still standing in front of him.

"This!" Kong Jiao was stunned at first, then his expression changed drastically and he quickly retreated.

Although he didn't know what happened, Ge Xia's current state was obviously out of touch with the soul-suppressing bell.

The hair on Kong Jiao's body stood on end, and great fear arose in his heart.

Now that he doesn't have Dong Xian by his side, who can resist Ge Xia.

While retreating, Kong Jiao already held a pink elixir in his palm, which was the Third Grade quality Fengchun Spirit Medicine.

Black Tortoise can be used at any time to suppress Gexia.

The strange thing is that Ge Xia did not take action, but looked at the frightened Kong Jiao with a half-smile as he retreated crazily and did not stop him.

When Kong Jiao realized something was wrong and stopped, Ge Xia said leisurely: "No need to run, I don't have the strength to take action now."

As he spoke, he raised his head slightly and glanced at the stars and the bright moon in the sky.

The bright, cold brilliance hit Ge Xia's body, making his old face become transparent, vaguely revealing the original face of the Gu border shaman cultivator.

This scene made Kong Jiao stiffen, with a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Could it be..."

"This silver bell is really heartless. After all, I have been with it for so long, and in the end it didn't even look at me." Under the moonlight, Ge Xia smiled brightly, and what he said confirmed Kong Jiao's speculation. (End of chapter)