To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Chapter 51 Deputy Hall Master He Xijin

"Junior Brother Kong, don't go over there, come with me." Feng An pointed at the Wheel-Nurturing Sixth Realm camp as a matter of course, and his voice became louder as he regained his youth.

Feng An's simple move immediately attracted the attention of many disciples from the two camps nearby.

Kong Jiao shook his head and chuckled: "No, I'd better go where I should be."

In the public eye, he really didn't want to attract attention.

He understood what Feng An meant. The former recognized his own strength and believed that he should join the Wheel-Nurturing Sixth Realm team, but this move was too eye-catching.

Especially under the premise of the upcoming bloody trial, it is better to keep a low profile. People who keep a low profile will live longer.

Feng An was stunned for a moment and then understood what Kong Jiao meant.

He didn't force it and said softly: "Don't leave when the show ends later. I'll take you somewhere."

After saying that, he waved his hand and Feng An returned to the front camp.

This caused many disciples from that camp to laugh at him: "Feng An, what are you thinking about? Bring someone from the fifth realm of Wheel-Nurturing over here."

"You know nothing." Feng An's submissive look would only show up in front of people who are stronger than him.

Facing disciples of the same level, he cursed directly.

It seems that Feng An's strength is considered to be at the top of that camp.

Being scolded by him, the disciple who spoke first just smiled.

Kong Jiao slowly entered the crowd at the rear and chose to turn a blind eye when faced with other strange eyes.

Another half stick of incense passed and Shangguan Yuzhou arrived.

His current reputation in the outer sect is no less than that of those disciples of the sixth level and second echelon of Wheel-Nurturing. Immediately, a disciple from that camp invited him over, but he waved his hand and refused.

After standing in front of the crowd and watching for a long time, I finally found Kong Jiao and walked over with a smile.

His actions naturally attracted the attention of many disciples.

Kong Jiao was previously invited by Feng An

Now Shangguan Yuzhou, the hottest talent in the outer sect, walks directly towards him again.

Those disciples inevitably looked at him twice.

Many people even speculated on his identity.

"Could he be a genius who has risen recently?"

"It is certainly not easy to invite a sixth-level Wheel-Nurturing monk to accompany Shangguan Yuzhou."

"Wait a while and go over and get close to each other."

…

The gazes of others could never escape Kong Jiao's eyes. This made Kong Jiao, who wanted to be an inconspicuous ordinary disciple among his disciples, rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, and really wanted to kick him.

"Oh, now it's better. I can't keep a low profile anymore."

Before Kong Jiao could think about it, Shangguan Yuzhou had already come to him.

He was completely unaware that Kong's head was as big as a bucket. He stretched his neck and looked around, and said to himself: "It's so damn lively."

Shangguan Yuzhou was almost the last batch of disciples to arrive.

The disciples who filled the entire skylark stage did not wait for long.

A man wearing black scales and carrying a thick sword came from the sky, fell from the sky, and stood on the high platform of the Skylark Terrace.

He had a thin face and a cold and fierce look in his eyes as he stared at the disciples in the audience.

A scar stretched from his left eyebrow to his right chin, almost splitting his entire face open.

Coupled with his ferocious appearance, even though he did not exude any coercion of the Ascension Wheel Realm, his arrival still caused the entire Skylark Terrace to fall into silence.

"One of the two deputy heads of the Law Enforcement Hall, He Xijin."

Shangguan Yuzhou looked at the man on the high platform and explained softly to Kong Jiao: "This guy is a ruthless man. When he was still an inner disciple, he killed an Independent Cultivator in the Ascended Wheel Realm. The scar on his face is that Left behind from time."

"In the Law Enforcement Hall, his prestige is second only to the head of the Law Enforcement Hall."

The Law Enforcement Hall is the sword of the sect, and the disciples inside are all at the top of their level in combat power.

Not to mention leading figures such as the hall master and deputy hall master.

After listening to Shangguan Yuzhou's introduction, Kong Jiao stared straight at He Xijin on the stage, thinking to himself: "This He Xijin is probably a strong person in the realm of ascending the wheel."

He Xijin was very satisfied with the effect of his appearance. His eyes swept over the disciples in the audience one by one, and he raised a ferocious smile on his lips.

Its unruly voice spread throughout the Skylark Terrace in time.

"According to the command from the leader, the outer sect training will begin tomorrow."

"All outer disciples who are in the fourth realm of Wheel-Nurturing or above must participate in this experience."

"This experience is different from the past. It is a baptism of blood on a real battlefield."

"If you are afraid of death, you can put your outer sect badge on the ground and get out now. What I, Ashen Parasol Sect, need are disciples who dare to fight and kill."

Many disciples in the audience were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

Being able to say the word 'dangerous' from Hexi is more intimidating than anyone else.

But almost no disciples have made any moves to compromise, because without the protection of the sect, the world will be in difficulty, both in terms of cultivation speed and cultivation resources.

"Very good, they are not weaklings. It is the leader's intention to let you see blood."

After saying that, He Xijin carried his sword and disappeared without a trace as when he came.

Only one sentence was left, echoing on the Skylark Stage.

"You have one day to prepare. We will gather at Yunque Terrace tomorrow at 10:00, and the sect will send you to the training place."

From the time He Xijin appeared until he disappeared, the whole process didn't even take a moment to make a cup of tea.

Kong Jiao squinted his eyes, thinking about his words, and then smiled brightly: "You didn't even say where you were going, just a training notice?"

"Whatever, as long as you know it's murder." Shangguan Yuzhou didn't care.

The other disciples immediately exploded.

"Hall Master He didn't say anything."

"Tomorrow? It's so urgent. I have to buy a few more talismans to save my life."

"Damn, I should have changed my Law Weapon a long time ago. Let's go and change it to something more convenient. Don't die in the training."

…

Somewhere on the high platform of Skylark Terrace that no one can see through.

There were two hidden figures, quietly looking at the chaos of disciples below.

One of them was the headmaster Huangfuying. He was wearing a black robe as always, but he acted calmly. He looked at the expressions on each disciple's face with interest, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The other person was carrying a huge sword on his back, with his hands folded across his chest, and his face was as cold as a rock sculpture.

He tilted Huangfuying's excited face and said in a hoarse voice: "Is it really okay? Once these disciples leave for this trip, at least one-third of them will stay there."

"None of you or I have crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. We can't bear this little battle. I, Ashen Parasol Sect, will have no one to succeed me." Huangfu's English tone was as elegant as ever, and there was no trace of fixed emotion on his face. .

"As long as one of these disciples is like you, I, Ashen Parasol Sect, can prosper for three more generations."

"How long can you and I last? If you don't become an immortal, your lifespan will be limited after all. The next generation has the responsibility of the next generation. We can't care about what happens five hundred years later, but we can find disciples who can provoke the Great Liang."

"Isn't there Qinqin?" The man reminded Huangfuying not to forget his daughter.

Huangfuying's original calmness has turned into melancholy: "She...will have to leave Wudong sooner or later. This place is too small."

The cold man understood what he meant and nodded silently, obviously recognizing Huangfuying's words.

"It's just that after this battle, those old guys are going to attack you again." The man's voice became deeper, and there was no emotion or anger.

"Then let them come. Anyone who can take this position can take me down and give up the position of leader." Huangfuying smiled softly, turned around calmly, and disappeared from the Skylark Terrace.

Today is a bit short, not this

(End of chapter)