To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Chapter 44 The storm is coming

After getting Zhou Tingyu's exact reply, Kong was introduced to Feng An's residence, which was considered to have achieved his goal.

First, they shared the artifact refining materials, and then asked about Bingdi Bingzhi’s news. The three of them chatted for a long time, and it was time to leave.

Zhou Tingyu left first.

However, before Kong Jiao left, he was winked by Feng An, as if he had something to say.

Kong Jiao suddenly understood and left in no hurry. Waiting for Zhou Tingyu to go away, the two returned to the courtyard.

"What's wrong with Senior Brother Feng An?" Kong Jiao knew Feng An well. He would never leave him alone for nothing. He must have something important to tell him.

"The atmosphere in the sect is not right during this period." Feng An picked up the wine bottle on the table and took a deep drink for himself. He did not wipe the wine stains on his beard and looked at the mountain spring flowing down from the mountain in the courtyard. He said with a rather uneasy expression: "The head of the Law Enforcement Hall has not been seen for nearly a month."

"The Alchemy Pavilion has not been open to the public since we came back from Shuangyue Altar, and has been closed every night."

"The reason Elder Zhou Shangxiang hasn't come out of seclusion yet is probably because of some reason. He is stepping up his efforts to refine the elixir."

"In the past few days, I have noticed that the number of disciples responsible for guarding the mountain in the sect is also wrong. It is several times more than usual."

"Most of the strong men from the first echelon of our outer sect who went out have been summoned back."

In a low voice, Feng An recounted all the abnormal situations he had recently noticed in Ashen Parasol Sect.

Kong Jiao's brows frowned every time he said a word.

He has been in seclusion for the past month and knows nothing about the outside world.

Feng An is different. He pays attention to the movements of the outer door every day, and his sense of smell is extremely sharp. He just noticed these details that ordinary disciples would never pay attention to.

"These changes mentioned by Senior Brother Feng An, taken alone, are nothing." Kong Jiao's expression gradually became serious, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

"But all these details put together are really unusual."

Having said this, Kong Jiao looked at Feng An with a solemn expression: "Senior Brother Feng means that something big will happen to the sect?"

The latter nodded cautiously and said in a deliberately low tone: "It must be a big deal. I have been in Ashen Parasol Sect for decades and I know the style of our sect very well. Our leader is a calculating person and often does not If it moves, it is already, and if it moves, it must be Ten Thousand Tons of Thunder.”

As he said this, Feng An warned Kong Jiao carefully: "Junior Brother Kong Jiao, it's best if we don't leave the sect during this period of time. Even if something big happens, the sect will always be safe."

"A storm is coming." Kong Jiao gently rubbed his eyebrows, his expression mostly worried.

His strength has improved a lot recently, but after all, the training time is still short, and he is still in the second echelon of the outer sect.

In the face of the general trend, he is still just an ant.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced: "Fortunately, I took the opportunity at the Frost Moon Altar. Otherwise, if this matter got mixed up, I don't know if I would have to wait for the Year of the Monkey to go out."

The two discussed some details in the courtyard, what things should not be done during special times, and what things should be done with caution.

Be it Kong Jiao or Feng An, both old and young are quick-thinking people, and things can often be solved with just one click.

Before leaving, Kong Jiao suddenly thought of something and asked Feng An one more question: "Does Senior Brother Feng know the book "Xian Ji"?"

Huangfu Wuqin once said that this ancient book recorded in detail the essence of heaven and earth at three levels of heaven, earth and people.

It's just that she doesn't remember much.

Kong Jiao happened to absorb the essence of frost and snow, and he had just heard about the essence of tide, so he naturally became interested in these essences of heaven and earth.

Naturally, I want to take a look.

Otherwise, when it comes to the essence of heaven and earth in the future, I don’t even know their grade or even what value they represent, but I will be a little lazy.

Besides, the strength of the Wheel-Nurturing Realm monk is closely related to the exquisite level of heaven and earth he has absorbed.

In the future, if we encounter enemies like him who have absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, we might as well have a rough judgment.

Hearing the name "Xianji" mentioned by Kong Jiao, Feng An frowned and thought for a moment, but he couldn't find this information in his mind, so he had to smile and shake his head: "I haven't heard of it."

Then he added: "But you can ask the outer door Kung Fu Pavilion. Most ancient books are stored there. If not, you can only go to the inner door to find them."

"Okay! Then I'll go and ask." Kong Jiao nodded, stood up and said goodbye to Feng An.

Outer Gate Kung Fu Pavilion.

The person guarding here is still Zhao Wei, Deacon Zhao.

Even Feng An could smell the strange smell in the sect, but Deacon Zhao didn't seem to be affected in any way. He still sat here every day, teasing the caged bird.

"I don't know what level of cultivation this Deacon Zhao has!" Kong Jiao secretly guessed looking at the old man's leisurely appearance.

Even now he has made great progress compared to when he came to buy Jiangshuang Canjing.

But looking at Deacon Zhao, I still feel like I can’t see through it.

At this moment, Deacon Zhao also noticed Kong Jiao who had just entered the Kung Fu Pavilion out of the corner of his eye.

He was still deeply impressed by this person who had taken advantage of him and bought an incomplete skill with three hundred spirit crystals.

He immediately put down the birdcage, looked at him with interest, and joked: "Hey, the rich man is here."

"Deacon Zhao, I haven't seen you for a long time, but your body is still so strong and shows the demeanor of a strong man." Kong Jiao naturally put on a smile and slapped Deacon Zhao on the butt with a series of polite words.

The latter was indifferent. The smile on the old face was not clear whether it was a real smile or a fake smile.

"I came to borrow it today, and I fell in love with that skill again." Zhao Wei's words were very teasing. He expected that Kong Jiao had not done anything well with the Jiangshuang Can Jing.

"Borrow it! Borrow it!" Kong Jiao pretended not to understand what Deacon Zhao said, and said quickly: "I wonder, Deacon Zhao, if there is an ancient book called "Xian Ji" in this outer martial art pavilion."

"Xianji?" Deacon Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked Kong Jiao up and down.

Then he was amazed.

"I have reached the fifth level of Wheel-Nurturing. This cultivation speed is quite fast. It is indeed time to read this ancient book."

After hearing what he said, Kong Jiao suddenly raised the corner of his mouth: "There's something going on!"

"Of course there are immortal foundations, but there are only rubbings. The original book is in the inner door. The rubbings can be borrowed for one day at a contribution point. No spiritual crystals will be accepted." Deacon Zhao stroked the beard on his chest and specifically stated that no spiritual crystals would be accepted. It seemed that it was Reminding Kong Jiao.

Fortunately, Kong Jiao had just returned from the Frost Moon Altar and had gained twenty-eight contribution points. He immediately took out his waist card and said politely: "Excuse me, Deacon Zhao, I have to borrow it for three days."

Zhao Zhi took Kong Jiao's waistband beforehand, and after confirming that it contained enough contribution points to pay for three days of borrowing, he took a deep look at Kong Jiao.

Then he waved his hand.

Just like when he took the Jiangshuang Canjing.

An ordinary jade slip immediately shot out from many bookshelves and fell into his palm.

Before delivering "Immortal Foundation", Deacon Zhao asked a little seriously: "Have you been to Shuangyue Altar?"

Kong Jiao suddenly realized that Deacon Zhao was different from the disciples in the outer sect. Both the information and the power were not on the same level.

If he wanted to inquire, he might actually be able to find out.

In addition, he exchanged the Frost Sutra from him, which would inevitably arouse his suspicion.

But fortunately, Deacon Zhao doesn't seem to have Huangfu Wuqin's ability, and he can't see that he has adopted the Frost White Essence.

This made Kong Jiao feel at ease, and he responded with a calm expression: "I've never been there. Why does Deacon Zhao ask this?"

"It's okay. Keep it safe, Xianji." Zhao Wei didn't ask any more questions, he just responded casually and handed the jade slip to Kong Jiao.

"Farewell, disciple!" Kong Jiao pretended to be happy, took the jade slips and left happily.

Zhao Wei was left behind, watching Kong Jiao's back disappear into the Kung Fu Pavilion with half-squinted eyes.

He muttered: "I don't know if this kid is telling the truth or a lie, but he is practicing very fast. He has already reached the fifth realm of Wheel-Nurturing at such a young age. I wonder if he is interested in Shangguan with those old guys from the inner sect." So what if Yuzhou compares?"

After walking out of the outer door Kung Fu Pavilion with the Xian Ji, the smile on Kong Jiao's face that was full of energy a moment ago immediately stopped, his eyes were wary, and he looked back at the Kung Fu Pavilion.

"This old guy is really sharp."

Zhao Wei is a deacon after all, and there are certain things that cannot be deceived.

As time goes by, Kong Jiao's lies will eventually be revealed.

"I hope he doesn't have any other thoughts, otherwise he will have no choice but to run away!" Kong Jiao muttered.

Kong Jiao still doesn't want to give up his identity as a disciple of Ashen Parasol Sect unless he has to.

The outside world is so dangerous, it is better to live in a sect than to be an Independent Cultivator.

If the time came to make a choice, Kong Jiao would definitely run away without hesitation.

"Fortunately, the Ashen Parasol Sect sect is safe." Looking at the bustling outer sect disciples outside the Kung Fu Pavilion, Kong Jiao smiled slightly and put this uneasiness behind him.

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