To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

On the other side, Shangguan Yuzhou and Zaifu Qiaoqiao, who had been watching from beginning to end, noticed something unusual about Kong Jiao.

I saw Kong Jiao's posture vaguely confronting the red-robed palm student.

Shangguan Yuzhou raised his sword eyebrows, drew his sword and rushed over. He stood with Kong Jiao in the void and asked solemnly: "What's wrong?"

Zaifu Qiaoqiao also followed Shangguan Yuzhou, looking at the old man under the moonlight with a confused expression.

Obviously neither of them had any idea why Kong Jiao was so frightened.

Kong Jiao pursed his lips slightly, without saying much, and reassured the two of them: "It's okay! Just wait for me here."

With that said, he took a deep breath and flew towards Gexia again.

With Ge Xia's cultivation level, he was just about to take action, so there was no chance for him to escape.

It seems that his current state is obviously exhausted, so it would be better to be more magnanimous.

Kong Jiao stopped more than a hundred feet in front of Ge Xia. Looking at the brilliance of his soul that was constantly passing by, he spoke softly and said, "Are you... can't you?"

"As you can see, I even dislike the silver bell in this state." Ge Xia stretched out his increasingly transparent palm and took a look, laughing at himself, but his expression was calm.

Kong Jiao couldn't tell what his mood was now. Looking at the old man in front of him who was once the all-powerful man in Wudong, he just responded in a low voice: "You still have one more promise from me to take action."

"Hehe!" Ge Xia smiled, and it was obvious that his smile was genuine.

He did not respond to Kong Jiao, but glanced at the mountain shadow in the distance. There was already a white light there, and the sun was about to rise.

Seeing this, Ge Xia turned around and invited Kong Jiao in a gentle voice: "Would you like to give me a ride?"

Kong Jiao glanced at Shangguan Yuzhou and Zaifu Qiaoqiao behind him, then at the white fish belly on the horizon, and said softly: "Okay!"

As soon as Kong Jiao nodded, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a bunch of blood-colored brilliance enveloped him.

Immediately, he was dragged up by a gentle force.

Before he could react, Ge Xia had already rushed towards the rising sun in the east with him in the next moment.

Shangguan Yuzhou and Zaifu looked at each other Qiaoqiao. The latter subconsciously wanted to follow, but Shangguan Yuzhou raised his hand and grabbed his shoulder.

Shangguan Yuzhou glanced at the direction Kong Jiao and Ge Xia were leaving, and smiled calmly: "Let him go, my junior brother is very measured."

Enveloped by the bloody light, Kong Jiao could only feel the mountains and rivers under his feet moving rapidly backward.

The extreme speed made his eyes sparkle, and he sighed with emotion: "As expected of a palm student."

As he said that, Kong Jiao turned his head and glanced at Ge Xia, who was walking side by side with him.

It was obvious that this old fox had lied to himself, saying that he had no strength left to take action, and that he could not resist this one move.

What I said before was just to dispel the doubts and deceive myself into giving him this ride.

At any rate, Ge Xia also consulted Kong Jiao's opinion and did not take him away by force, which made Kong Jiao a little less afraid of Ge Xia.

Looking closely, the red soul power wrapped around Ge Xia's body is rapidly dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It won't take long, I'm afraid it will really be annihilated in the world.

"He's really dying." Kong clenched his teeth, his expression was complicated, but he couldn't tell what his mood was.

No matter what Ge Xia's previous behavior style was, no matter how famous he was in Wudong.

After getting along with him, he didn't show any evil looks, and he treated himself fairly well. Before he died, he didn't forget to leave a life-saving means for himself in the soul-suppressing bell.

And his Alchemy Dao skills were also inherited from him, and he can be regarded as the leader of Alchemy Dao.

It won't work if it doesn't work, which caught Kong Jiao off guard.

It's not sad, but it's also a bit regretful.

"If he hadn't come into contact with the blood refining method in the first place, with his qualifications, it would be difficult for him to master it. There is no problem at all to reach the top of the ascending wheel."

"You won't be left with nothing but your soul, no relatives around you, and you need me to see you off before you die. It's extremely desolate."

Ge Xia was calm and didn't even look at Kong Jiao's expression. She only stared at the direction of the rising sun with her eyes and hurried on her way.

The two of them walked quickly, crossing countless cities below.

Gexia seemed to be searching for something. Every time he passed a mortal city with a large population, he would pause for a moment, and then continue on his way.

We kept walking for about a stick of incense.

Ge Xia finally took Kong Jiao and landed in front of a small town in the mountains.

They entered a simple hut of a farmer.

This family is going through a special period right now.

In the house, a woman dressed as a farmer was lying on a simple wooden bed, wailing and sweating profusely.

"It hurts so much, I can't stand it anymore!"

"Come out soon, use harder!"

A woman who looked quite old kept comforting the woman in a soft voice while pushing her bulging belly.

Outside the house, the owner of the family, a simple-looking man, heard the wailing in the house and was so anxious that he didn't dare to go in.

Ge Xia and Kong Jiao stood in the corner of the room, watching the scene quietly.

Even if Ge Xia didn't take action, it would be impossible for these mortals to discover them, not to mention Ge Xia's intention to hide, this ordinary family was not aware of the existence of their two visitors at all.

It was indeed a bit humiliating to watch others deliver babies. Kong Jie refused to look at this scene and glanced at Ge Xia's face out of the corner of his eye.

He looked at it seriously and his eyes were calm. He didn't look like someone about to die at all. He was calm and composed.

Kong Jiao was very curious about the reason why he brought him here, but Ge Xia didn't speak at the moment and could only wait silently.

All I can say is that they came at the right time.

Under Wen Po's skillful movements, a baby's head has been exposed.

The process went quite smoothly.

Finally, after a period of hard work, Wen Po's surprised voice came from inside the house: "Finally, we're out."

However, Po Wen only said these five words, and her expression soon changed, and she stood there blankly holding the newborn child.

Kong Jiao immediately looked between Wen Po's hands.

The baby's body was purple-red, its eyes were closed, and there was no sound.

Kong Jiao looked with his ethereal vision, and saw that the vitality in the baby's body was rapidly drying up, and the blood in his body was so thick that it was almost no longer warm.

"It's a dead baby." Kong Jiao shook his head regretfully.

He just finished speaking.

Ge Xia beside him made a move. He opened his mouth and slowly spit out a ball of blood-colored light.

Kong Jiao knew that ball of light was Han Dong'er's soul.

Previously, Ge Xia swallowed Han Dong'er's soul into his belly after his death.

Unexpectedly, Ge Xia would spit it out now.

Compared with the previous dimness when it was first swallowed by Gexia, this ball of light is undoubtedly much brighter now, bursting out with abundant vitality.

"So that's it." Seeing this scene, Kong Jiao completely understood why Ge Xia suddenly said no, no.

Han Donger's soul is the source of swallowing up Gexia's soul.

Strictly speaking, it was not that Ge Xia's soul was devoured by her, but that Ge Xia took the initiative to use his own soul to warm Han Dong'er's soul.

The moment the light ball spit out, Kong Jiao could see that the soul power flowing in Ge Xia's body had dimmed to the extreme, like a candle in the wind, which might be extinguished at any time.

Ge Xia didn't care about this, but carefully pushed Han Dong'er's soul towards the dead baby on Wen Po's body.

At the moment when the soul comes into contact with the dead baby.

"Wow!" A loud cry echoed through this mountain town.

The bright morning light shone through the open window at the right time, shining on the reborn baby.

"It's alive! It's a girl!" Wen Po's surprised voice came out of the house.

Kong Jiao looked at Ge Xia with complicated eyes, understanding what the old man had done before, and asked softly: "Is it worth it?"

A majestic palm-swinging master would not hesitate to use his own cultivation and life to exchange for the reincarnation of one of his descendants.

"It's worth it if I think it's worth it." When Ge Xia answered this sentence, he did not take his eyes away from the baby girl, with a doting smile in his eyes.

The smile was just like the first time he held Han Dong's child from Han Xi's hand.

After doing all this, Ge Xia could hardly maintain her appearance, and her entire face had completely transformed into that of the witch cultivator.

Holding on to his last bit of strength, Ge Xia and Kong Jiao left the farmhouse and came to the highest mountain in this small town.

The old man faced the morning sun. The morning sun shone on the old man's face, and the red light on his body had almost dissipated.

The rising sun was reflected in his pupils, recalling the day when he took the blood refining method and walked to his master's tomb.

After that day, the boy's fate completely changed.

It was also from that day that the seeds of destruction were planted for the Huode Sect.

"Everything started because of me."

The old man spoke in a low voice, with no emotion in his voice.

"It should end because of me."

As he spoke, the old man pointed to the nameless low mountain at his feet and smiled at Kong Jiao.

"This is a good burial place."

Kong Jiao can no longer see any traces of soul on Ge Xia's body. The old man may drift away in the wind at any time.

He forgot to take a look at the farmhouse where they came out, and asked softly: "What should I do about Han Dong'er?"

"Let her make her own decisions in this life." Ge Xia seemed to have already thought of this and replied softly: "It's better to live a stable life in this mountain or like an ordinary person."

"It's better to meet your own opportunity and embark on the path of spiritual practice again."

"It's up to her to make her own decision."

"I just want to give her a complete life."

As he spoke, the last trace of scarlet in Ge Xia's eyes faded under the morning light.

Bang! The body of the Gu Jiang shaman cultivator, without the support of Ge Xia's strength, fell straight into the soil.

Ge Xia's last words after his death echoed in Kong Jiao's ears.

"In the Endless Sea, I have a lot of elixirs that I have collected, as well as elixirs that I refined in my spare time. The legacy of my Alchemy Dao legacy is all there."

"You know where it is, go and get it when you have the chance. It's all yours."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Without the obstruction of Ge Xia, the warm brilliance in front shone on Kong Jiao, who was dressed in Tsing Yi, and his whole body was filled with indescribable warmth.

He calmly looked at the fallen corpse of the witch cultivator for a long time, then straightened his clothes, bowed deeply to him, and performed the disciple salute.

After doing all this, Kong Jiao silently put away the body of the witch cultivator, and then raised his eyes to look at the mountains that were illuminated by the golden light of the morning sun.

He said: "It is indeed a good burial place."

As he spoke, Kong Jiao took a piece of rock, carved a tombstone with his hand as a knife, and inserted it into the place where Gexia disappeared.

There are several vigorous handwritings written on the tombstone.

"Huode Zong, the tomb of Gexia."

The majestic palm master didn't even have any clothes, only Kong Jiao's tombstone was left on the top of the mountain.

After doing all this, Kong Jiao disappeared in a flash.

Appeared again, in the farmhouse where he and Ge Xia had just stayed.

Inside the house, the male owner was holding the baby girl and laughing.

The baby girl neither cried nor fussed. Her pure eyes curiously looked at the man in front of her and this strange world.

Kong Jiao originally wanted to test whether the baby girl had the qualifications to practice.

The steps he just took were stagnant in the air for a long time without falling.

He laughed at himself and said to himself in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "It's true that I'm too busy."

After saying that, he took one last look at the baby girl and rose into the sky.

As Ge Xia said, everything started because of him.

Since he is dead, everything should end here.

The names Ge Xia and Han Dong'er no longer exist. This baby girl should have her own life.

Even though Ge Xia only flew a stick of incense while holding Kong Jiao, Kong Jiao flew for nearly an hour trying to get to the position where he could kill Sun and Feng.

By this time, the red sun was already shining high, reflecting the autumn mood all over the mountains and plains.

From a distance, Kong Jiao saw Shangguan Yuzhou and Zaifu Qiaoqiao landing on a mountainside waiting for him.

The corpses of Day and Feng under their feet were untouched, and they were obviously waiting for Kong Jiao to come back and deal with them.

As soon as Kong Jiao fell down, Shangguan Yuzhou came closer, his eyes kept glancing behind him. He didn't see the figure of the old man in red, and subconsciously asked: "Junior Brother Kong, where is the senior?"

Kong Jiao didn't explain too much, and just replied with two words: "Let's go!"

Shangguan Yuzhou has a clear distinction between love and hate. Hearing the news of Ge Xia's departure, he shook his head regretfully: "Oh, I haven't thanked him properly for saving my life."

"It doesn't matter, we might meet him again in the future." Kong Jiao smiled and said perfunctorily to Shangguan Yuzhou.

After that, he walked straight towards the corpses of Day and Feng, waved his hand and put them into the Qiankun bag.

A half-step palm-born corpse is undoubtedly an excellent material for refining puppets.

Moreover, he hadn't had time to check the storage bag on Day Yufeng's waist. There must be a lot of good things in it, and he had to put them away properly.

"I hope it can make up for the value of my Fengchun Spirit Medicine." Kong Jiao thought very much as a money fan.

Of course now is not the time to count the harvest.

There was some noise when they killed Day and Feng just now. This is not a place to stay for a long time.

Kong Jiao asked Shangguan Yuzhou to take Zaifu Qiaoqiao and leave first.

"Master, won't you come back to the imperial city with us?" Zaifu Qiaoqiao looked at Kong Jiao in front of him, his eyebrows full of doubts. She seemed to want to ask the reason, but thinking about her identity, she didn't dare to speak.

"No, there are still some things that need to be dealt with. You go back first. I will be back in a while." As he spoke, Kong Jiao turned his head and looked at the foot of the mountain.

Wherever Xu Po could see, he could vaguely see a figure wrapped in black clothes, hidden among the thick bushes.

The clothes on its chest were bulging high, as if it was holding something.

It was the Lianpuppet who was new to Yanhe, and he was carrying Dapeng's green egg on his chest.

Because Kong Jiao had previously intended to ambush the day and wind, it was inconvenient to carry this puppet, so he placed it on the way to the imperial city early.

After killing Zhou and Feng, Kong Jiao used the magic to train the puppets and control them and drive them over.

The reason why Kong Jiao did not return to the imperial city was of course because of Dapeng. (End of chapter)