To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

Chapter 44
After getting Zhou Tingyu's exact reply, Kong Xiang went to Feng An's residence, which was considered to have achieved his goal.

First they divided the weapon 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.

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

Kong Zhi understood immediately 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 Jiang 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 the Cangwu Sect.

Kong Ji's brows furrowed even more 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 Ji's expression gradually became serious, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

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

Having said this, Kong Ji looked at Feng An, who had an equally serious face, with a solemn expression: "Senior Brother Feng, do you mean 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 the Cangwu Sect for decades, and I know the style of our sect very well. Our leader is a calculating person, and he often doesn't know what to do. If it moves, it will be enough, and if it moves, it will definitely be thunderous."

As he said this, Feng An specifically and carefully warned Kong Jiang: "Junior brother Kong Jiang, it's better not to leave the sect if we have nothing to do during this period. Even if something big happens, the sect will always be safe."

"A storm is coming." Kong Jiang 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 Ji or Feng An, both the old and the young are quick-thinking people, and things can often be solved with just one click.

Before leaving, Kong Jiang 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 Ji had just absorbed the essence of frost and snow, and had just heard the news about the essence of tide. Naturally, he 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 a monk in the Yanglun Realm is closely related to the exquisite level of heaven and earth he absorbs.

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 Xian, Feng An frowned and thought for a moment, but 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 Zhi 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!" Looking at the old man's leisurely appearance, Kong Jiang secretly guessed.

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 out of the corner of his eye Kong Jin who had just entered the Gongfa Pavilion.

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 Ji naturally put on a smile and slapped Deacon Zhao on the buttocks 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 here to borrow it today, and I fell in love with that exercise again." Zhao Wei's words were very teasing. He expected that Kong Xiang had not done anything well with the Jiangshuang Can Jing.

"Borrow! Borrow!" Kong Jian 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 sect's Kung Fu pavilion."

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

Then he was amazed.

"I have reached the fifth level of Yang Lun. My cultivation speed is quite fast. It is indeed time to read this ancient book."

Hearing what he said, Kong Ji suddenly raised the corners of his mouth: "There's something going on!"

"Of course there are immortal foundations, but only rubbings. The original book is in the inner door. 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 Geng.

Fortunately, Kong Jiang just returned from the Frost Moon Altar and gained 28 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 Jiang's waistband at first, and after confirming that it contained enough contribution points to pay for three days of borrowing, he took a deep look at Kong Jiang.

Then he waved his palm.

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 Ji suddenly realized that Deacon Zhao was different from the disciples in the outer sect. Neither the information nor the power were 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 Jiang 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, just responded casually, and handed the jade slip to Kong Xian's hand.

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

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

He muttered: "I don't know if this boy is telling the truth or a lie, but he is practicing very fast. He has reached the fifth level of Yanglun at such a young age. I don't know if he and the old guys from the inner sect are attracted to Shangguan Yu." So what about Zhoubi."

After walking out of the outer door Kung Fu Pavilion with the Xian Ji, the smile that was still on his face a moment ago immediately faded away, 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 Jiang's lies will eventually be exposed.

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

Unless it was absolutely necessary, Kong Xian still did not want to give up his identity as a disciple of the Cangwu Sect.

The outside world is so dangerous, and it is better to live in a sect than to be a casual cultivator.

If the time comes when he really has to make a choice, Kong Jiang will definitely run away without hesitation.

"Fortunately, the Cangwu sect is safe." Looking at the bustling outer sect disciples outside the Gongfa Pavilion, Kong Zhi smiled slightly and put this uneasiness behind him.

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