To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

Chapter 25 Frost Moon Altar Murderous Intent

Feng An finally chose the jade slip from the basics of weapon refining.

According to him, he had some knowledge of weapon refining and had read almost all the books on weapon refining in the Outer Sect Gongfa Pavilion.

"This "Basics of Weapon Refining" is the inheritance of the Golden Sect. It is different from the Cangwu Sect's weapon refining inheritance. It should be of some inspiration to me."

"If Junior Brother Kong and Junior Sister Zhou feel at ease, you can give these weapon refining materials to me. I will use them to practice my skills. Then we will all share the magical weapons that we have refined."

Kong Xian and Zhou Tingyu naturally couldn't ask for it.

As for the most precious "Flame Python Pan Shape", there was no candidate in the end.

After all, none of the three of them have fire power, so it would be useless if they took it.

In the end, at the insistence of Feng An and Zhou Tingyu, the "Flame Python Pan Shape" and Jiang Xingtian's storage bag belonged to Kong Xing.

"Without Junior Brother Kong, I would be dead, so what else would I have to share?" This is what Feng An said.

"I didn't do anything." Zhou Tingyu stuck out her tongue playfully.

Kong Jin didn't shirk it, he accepted it with a smile.

He could feel that after this battle, Feng An was no longer as wary of him as before.

The final distribution of loot is:

I got it, I got the spirit liquid, "Flame Python Disk Shape", a storage bag, and about a hundred spirit crystals.

Zhou Tingyu took the small diamond talisman and a hundred spiritual crystals.

Feng An took the "Basics of Weapon Refining", scattered equipment refining materials, and a hundred spiritual crystals.

……

A rare sunny day in winter.

Kong Xian and Feng An were sitting on the edge of the cliff of Shuangyuetan Canyon, squinting their eyes slightly and enjoying the warm light.

With the help of Zhou Tingyu's continuous medication these days, Feng An has regained some vitality. Although the fire poison burn left by Jiang Xingtian has not fully recovered, it does not affect his actions.

Viewed from this position, the layers of ruins of the Frost Moon Altar are no longer the size of a washbasin.

Perhaps because they have experienced so many things together, Feng An feels that Kong Jiang is a trustworthy partner, so he talks more these days.

He began to ease into some of the dangers and experiences he had encountered over the years.

And state some of your past from time to time.

"Even though I am like this now, I was considered an outstanding disciple among the outer sect of Cangwu Sect back then."

Feng An smiled proudly, his eyes gradually becoming distant.

"It's just that I was too arrogant when I was young and chose the wrong path, which led to my current half-dead state."

Kong Geng had been holding back a question for a long time. Seeing that Feng An had already talked about it, he didn't mince words and asked tentatively: "Is Senior Brother Feng more noble than Geng?"

Zhou Tingyu once said when checking Feng An's injuries that his bone age was not as old as he looked.

It may be that Feng An is old and senile because of the unstated reasons in Feng An's mouth.

Feng An glanced at Kong Ji with a wry smile, as if he was not surprised by Kong Ji's question.

After a slight silence, he awkwardly spit out a number: "Nine out of thirty!"

Kong Ji suddenly had a strange look on his face, looking at Feng An's gray hair and stooped figure, his appearance was at least 20 years older than him.

Kong Jin was not good at comforting people, and in the end he could only hold back this sentence: "It's okay, he looks only 60 years old."

Feng An, who had recovered from his injuries and had the benefit of a trophy, suddenly stiffened his cheerful face and said dryly: "I usually declare fifty to the outside world!"

"Haha!" Kong Ji still couldn't hold it in, laughing so hard that tears almost came out.

Feng An didn't bother to talk to Kong Xian, so he thought to himself and said:
"Actually, my condition is not hopeless. There is a pill in the Alchemy Pavilion that can cure my condition. It's just a bit expensive."

"I have accumulated all these years just to exchange for that elixir."

"When we go back this time, we will deliver the Yuen Ning Bingzhi. If we divide the Bingdi Bingzhi, the money should be enough."

Kong Ji could see the hope in Feng An's eyes, and his smile gradually faded.

This guy looks cunning, but he's actually a mentally tough guy.

Working hard for so many years for one goal.

Fortunately, he was lucky enough to meet him this time.

Kong Xian even felt that the reason why they met Bingdi Bingzhi was due to his luck that had gradually become stronger in the past few months.

"Then I wish Senior Brother Feng good health in advance." Kong Jiang rarely said a human word.

With that said, Kong An stood up, patted the snow dregs on his butt, and said, "Let's go! It's almost enough for today." Today is already the fifth day after Feng An woke up.

In the past few days, they would walk around outside every day, occasionally going to the Shuangyue Altar, pretending to continue looking for medicine.

It can be regarded as dispelling some ill-intentioned glances.

After Jiang Xingtian's battle, Kong Xing had gained some fame among the herb collectors at Shuangyue Altar.

Many people are quite afraid of him.

After all, he had killed a master of Yang Lun Sixth Realm head-on.

The mysterious arc that cut off Jiang Xingtian's head still scares many people.

None of Zheng Gang's fellow Yang Lun Sixth Realms dared to say that they could withstand an attack of that level.

Of course, after these few days of self-cultivation, Kong Jiang has completely recovered from the side effects of taking the Explosive Qi Pill.

His cultivation reached its peak.

"The injury has healed. We have to find time to go to the location where the opportunity lies." Kong Zhi faced the direction of Shuangyue Altar and thought silently in his heart.

Counting the time they spent on the journey to Shuangyue Altar, they have stayed here for a full 20 days.

It would take two days to return to the sect, which meant that there were eight days left for Kong Jiang.

If he doesn't look for opportunities, Kong Jiang will have to stay alone in Shuangyue Altar.

"Without further delay, let's go and have a look tonight." Kong Jiang thought.

Then he took Feng An and slowly jumped down the steep slope of the cliff.

Occasionally, I would meet a few herb collectors, but they would avoid seeing Kong Geng.

It is night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Dark clouds once again gathered in the sky over Shuangyuetan Canyon.

Occasionally, there is a howling cold wind blowing from the top of the canyon, and there is a hint of a blizzard.

The bottom of Shuangyuetan Valley is not very bright.

A figure was hidden in the darkness, advancing silently.

He held something tightly in his hand, and a bright white brilliance emanated from between his fingers.

"Alas, the light of this Jiangshuang Canjing cannot be hidden. No matter how well I hide it, it's useless." Kong Ji smiled bitterly to himself. After confirming the general direction, he had to put the Jiangshuang Canjing in his cuffs and use it with the help of Clothing blocks its brilliance.

He had just come out of the cave where he was hiding, and was still some distance away from the buildings of Shuangyue Altar.

But with his speed, it would only be a matter of time over a cup of tea.

While he was thinking about how to act cautiously after the incident.

At a corner of the canyon ahead, there were suddenly several unusually strong spiritual energy fluctuations.

Then there were several deafening explosions.

boom!boom!boom!
The sudden loud noise, like thunder, spread far away in this quiet canyon.

Kong Ji, who was not far from that position, even had his eardrums numb from the shock.

"Someone started fighting!" Kong Ji frowned slightly.

Fighting is not uncommon in Shuangyue Altar.

But this battle is different from the previous ones.

Kong Ji silently felt the spiritual power fluctuations that had not dissipated for a moment, and said with a rather surprised expression: "Yang Lun Sixth Realm!"

He just made a judgment.

boom!There was another roar!
From the corner of his eye, Kong Ji saw a sword light as red as blood suddenly rising into the sky from that area.

The bright red light dyed the nearby white snow and rock walls blood-red.

The strong killing intent contained in the sword energy made Kong Ji's chest feel slightly clogged.

He could feel a strong sense of threat from the sword energy.

"The Seventh Realm of Yang Lun!" Kong Ji's progress stopped.

Staring blankly at the place where the sword light shot into the sky, he hesitated for a moment.

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