To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

Chapter 57 Blood Flute Bird
Until Jiang Bairen, who looked depressed, walked up the mountain and shouted to Kong Jiang: "Junior brother Kong, please go down and rest for a while, I will take charge."

"Senior Brother Jiang has been working hard all night, so you should go and rest." Kong Jiang said politely with a smile.

In fact, whether it is Jiang Bairen or Kong Ji, in this state, it is no problem not to sleep for seven or eight days.

Jiang Bairen just didn't want to see the group of villagers who couldn't be beaten or scolded. He just wanted to hide away, so he waved his hand and said: "You're welcome, go ahead. I have a headache when I see those people."

Kong Zhi laughed and looked around again. After confirming that there was no danger for the time being, he nodded: "Then I'll bother Senior Brother Jiang."

As he spoke, he jumped down and continued his descent using the bulge on the cliff.

Most of the villagers resting in the slit were tired after traveling all night and were snoring loudly.

The eleven disciples, including Xie Guang'an, were on guard around them and did not dare to slack off at all.

Because Makita had a good level of cultivation, even though he was not very high, he still had the three realms of raising the wheel, so he was not very tired. He took the little girl and sat on the stone pier beside the slit, smoking a dry cigarette one after another, with a sad look on his face. .

Until Kong Ji's figure appeared in front of him.

"Long time no see, Brother Pastor!" A gentle voice sounded from Kong Ji's mouth. He kept his voice low because he was afraid of disturbing the villagers' rest.

Makita raised his head and looked at the familiar smiling face of the young man. He was obviously stunned for a moment, and then his face was filled with joy.

"Junior Brother Kong! Are you also in this team?"

Because of the pest control matter, Makita regarded Kongji as a benefactor, and the old farmer's joy was definitely not fake.

"I'm in charge of security, so I couldn't come to say hello to Makita right away." Kong Xian didn't mind the smell of cigarette smoke all over Makita's body, so he sat next to him.

The little girl next to Makita opened her innocent eyes wide and looked at Kong Fu curiously.

Because Kong Jin was the youngest in the entire team, he looked only [-] or [-] years old, and he was pretty, so the little girl felt inexplicably friendly and not afraid.

Kong Zhen reached out and touched the girl's head, and asked with a smile: "Is this your granddaughter?"

The girl, who was only five or six years old, was not afraid of strangers at all. She responded seriously before Makita in a childish voice: "I am grandpa's granddaughter, and my name is Makono."

"Mu Xiaoye, your name is really nice." Kong Jiang was amused and complimented casually.

The little girl was very happy to hear this and smiled sweetly: "Brother is good-looking too."

Makita loved Makono very much, and looked on with a doting smile on his face.

After the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, Mu Ono became tired and fell asleep in Makita's arms.

Makita lit up the dry cigarette again, took a long puff, and asked Kong Jiang in a low voice: "Hey, Junior Brother Kong, tell me exactly how dangerous this evacuation is."

The old man didn't know anything about the Blood Clothes Alliance, and he didn't understand the battles outside. He had been cultivating spiritual fields in the Cangwu sect all his life, and just wanted stability.

Who would have thought that he would sigh all the way when faced with a sudden disaster.

However, based on Makita's decades of experience in the Cangwu sect, he still smelled an unusual smell in the air, and this evacuation must be risky.

Kong Zhi originally thought of saying a few words of relief, but looking at the serious look in the old man's eyes, he finally swallowed the lies on his lips and said in a deep voice: "It's very big."

"But don't worry, I will try my best to protect the safety of you two."

There are too many other villagers, and it is impossible for Kong Ji's ability to be foolproof.

But it is not impossible to protect Makita and his grandson at the critical moment.

After hearing this, Makita nodded without expression, took a long puff of cigarette, and said softly: "I have lived enough at this age. When that time comes, I only hope that my junior brother can protect my granddaughter."

"I only came back once in a few years. The last time I saw her, she was still an infant. Now she is over five years old. I feel close to her when I see her. Her father died in the mountains the year before last, and her brother-in-law joined the Cangwu sect again. Now she is only I am a relative. As long as she can live, I will do anything!"

The old man spoke calmly, but extremely seriously. "Yes!" Kong Zhen nodded cautiously.

Huo Di, Kong Zhi, who was talking to Makita, narrowed his eyes, drew his long bow to full capacity in an instant, and shot a bird that flew on a protruding rock above the slit with one arrow.

puff!
The bird's corpse exploded all over the cliff, covered in blood and pieces of flesh, and was frozen by the cold air of the arrows.

The movement here also alerted the surrounding disciples, and Xie Guangan from Yanglun Sixth Realm hurried over to check.

"What's wrong with Junior Brother Kong!"

"It's nothing, just a bird. I overreacted." Kong Jiang smiled calmly and put away his long bow.

"Junior Brother Kong, you have to relax a bit. I have to rely on you for the next step." Xie Guang'an thought Kong was too nervous, so he comforted him personally and left.

Kong Ji was left looking at the place where the bird died, his brows furrowed.

At that moment, he felt that he was being watched, and there was a vague smell of blood in the air, so he took action.

I never thought it was a bird.

"I hope I'm overreacting." Kong Ji secretly thought.

On the other side, there is a cave almost two mountains away from the villagers' team.

Seven disciples dressed in red were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed in the cave.

Their sitting postures were very particular. The six of them sat cross-legged outside in a circle, with only a gloomy-looking young man sitting in the middle.

He seemed to be injured, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth.

The moment Kong Zhen shot the bird to pieces, one of the six disciples in red, who was carrying a silver longbow, immediately opened his scarlet eyes.

He looked outside the cave, as if he wanted to cross the two peaks and see the young man with the long bow on his back.

"What's wrong?" The man woke up, prompting a companion beside him to ask.

"My Blood Flute Bird has been discovered." The blood-clothed disciple carrying a silver long bow truthfully stated what he sensed.

"The disciple of the Cangwu sect who is responsible for guarding is very sharp and difficult to deal with. Junior brother Wu who was sent to the town on guard duty was killed by him."

"It doesn't matter. The blood flute bird seems to be no different from ordinary birds. He can only doubt it and not be sure." Another disciple came to life one after another. While analyzing the situation, he looked back and was surrounded by them in the center with their hands tightly closed. The purpose is shadowy for the young man.

"It's just that Senior Brother Dou Xiao's injury requires blood and food to nurse him back to health. We can't delay it any longer."

Another person said in a hateful voice: "Aren't they just thirteen little miscellaneous fish? There are only two of them in the Sixth Level of Yang Lun, so they may not be able to kill them. These are thirteen spiritual blood foods, a great supplement."

"I agree." The disciple who was shot by Kong Zhen at the Blood Flute Bird echoed and reminded his companions: "Kill them and Senior Brother Dou Xiao will be able to recover from their injuries. You also know that without Senior Brother Dou Xiao's strength as a cover, , it’s impossible for us to escape from Bay Ridge County.”

Now that Belling County is besieged on all sides, the disciples of the Blood Clothes Alliance have also realized that if they don't escape earlier, they will be left in this land forever.

Therefore, the six people speaking presently reached a consensus.

"Well, let's do it tonight. There are no disciples of the Cangwu sect who are in the late stage of Yanglun or above here, so this trip is a sure thing."

The cave became quiet again.

There was only an angry voice, murmuring.

"The guy named Shui Zhusheng from the Cangwu Sect is really powerful. I heard that he is only ranked tenth in the outer sect. He injured Senior Brother Dou Xiao to this extent in less than three moves, and he is only the tenth. Cangwu Sect The top ten outer disciples are all monsters."

(End of this chapter)