To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

Chapter 6 Explosive Qi Dan

Cuckoo!
The spiritual spring surges.

Wisps of spiritual energy floated out from the gushing spring water, and were pulled by Kong Ji who was sitting on the edge of the spiritual spring to converge towards the two spiritual orifices in his body.

After the refining of the Jiangshuang Yanglun Sutra, it is finally transformed into pure spiritual power, which is incorporated into the Dantian and nourishes the spiritual wheel.

I don’t know how long he had been practicing, but Kong Ji withdrew from the practice and stood up with a slender figure.

Compared to half a month ago, his aura was slightly stronger.

This kind of cultivation speed is almost surpassing that of ordinary disciples of the Three Spiritual Apertures.

"It is indeed a spiritual spring. No wonder everyone in the outer sect wants to enter the inner sect. With the help of this spiritual eye, cultivation will be easier with half the effort."

Kong Ji was in a good mood, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

His half month of practice was almost equivalent to a normal month.

At this rate, it will take another year to reach the fourth realm of Yang Lun, half a year is enough.

"This is based on the premise that the spiritual spring is not large. The spiritual eyes trained by the inner disciples are probably more than twice as big as this spiritual eye."

"It seems that in the future it will be necessary to enter the inner door."

Having already experienced the benefits of spiritual eyes, Kong Ji has begun to think about the inner spiritual eyes.

But that was much later.

The inner sect is extremely strict in selecting disciples, and those who can enter the inner sect are all talented people.

At least based on Kong Ji's current strength, there is still a long way to go.

After stretching, Kong Zhen took two steps and lay down on a stone bed near the rock wall of the cave.

Then he casually took out a bottle of elixir from his arms, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it carefully.

The strong spicy smell wafted out of the bottle, irritating Kong Ji and he couldn't help but sneeze.

"Ah!"

Kong Ji seemed to be accustomed to the smell of the elixir in the bottle. He rubbed his nose indifferently and looked inside along the mouth of the bottle.

Three dark red pills lay quietly inside the bottle.

These three pills are one of Chu Jianghe's net worth.

It was selected by Kong Zhen and Longbow Fengyu half a month ago.

"Explosive Qi Pill, taking it can stir up the spiritual power in the body of monks in the Yanglun Realm, and temporarily improve their cultivation level."

"It is usually taken when fighting with someone. It has serious side effects and will damage the meridians. The effect of the medicine is over after the tea is used, and the spiritual energy in the body is emptied, allowing others to slaughter it."

He recalled that he went to the alchemy room to inquire about the efficacy and side effects of these three elixirs.

Kong Yan pursed his lips.

A pill that can damage the meridians can be imagined to be very powerful.

The side effects are obvious, but the advantage is that it allows the swallower to temporarily have the capital to fight enemies with higher cultivation levels than themselves.

Of course, time only lasts for a cup of tea, after which you will be dead.

Even so, Explosive Qi Pill is still one of the most popular pills in the alchemy room, and a single pill sells for up to thirty spiritual crystals.

The outside world is dangerous, and when walking outside, you will inevitably encounter strong enemies, and you are afraid that you will not even have room to fight back if an unexpected situation arises.

The explosive energy pill allows you to escape with your life even if you can't defeat him.

"I can keep one as a spare and sell the other two." Kong Jiang made a small calculation.

His current cultivation level may only be able to withstand the side effects of one Explosive Qi Pill. If he takes the second one, his meridians may be completely disabled.

The remaining two have been cashed out and can be replaced with other cultivation resources.

After thinking deeply about the handling of the Explosive Qi Pill, Kong Ji also climbed up from the stone bed and walked slowly outside the cave.

The time agreed with Makita has come.

He went to see what opportunities were waiting for him in the spiritual field.

"This opportunity is much more valuable than the one in Zashulou. It's a five-spirit crystal."

In the cave, Kong Zhi's whispers sounded like a money man.

It's not completely light yet.

Makita, who has been a spiritual farmer for 20 years, sat on the edge of the spiritual field early, looking up at the wilted spiritual rice in the field with his sunburned face.

The heavy rain yesterday did not make these spiritual rice radiant.

The culprits are those black pith-eating locusts that are the size of an index finger and have long transparent insect wings.

They fly and jump in the fields, climb on the branches of spiritual rice, and greedily suck the juice.

Makita would chase them away at first, or even catch them one by one, but then he became numb.

Those marrow-eating insects cannot be driven away at all, and they cannot be killed all. Catching them one by one is far unable to keep up with their reproductive capacity.

Makita also knows some Taoist techniques, but he doesn't dare to use them for fear of destroying the spiritual rice as well.

Just as he said to Kong Zhi yesterday, Makita did not dare to invite even those other disciples who practiced ice-based techniques because the chilling aura was too strong for Lingdao to bear. "I don't know if Junior Brother Kong is coming!" Makita frowned, took out a cigarette from his arms, and smoked it one puff at a time.

When he was young, he was also a high-spirited outer sect disciple, but due to the limitations of his talent, he was unable to break through, and in the end he could only become a spiritual farmer.

I have been farming in Cangwu Pai for 20 years.

He has been like this all his life.

It's just that his child, whose spiritual aperture was detected a few years ago, will be sent to the Cangwu Sect for training next year.

He plans to retire and return to his hometown after working this year to enjoy a happy life and leave all the spiritual crystals he has earned for 20 years to his children.

Seeing that this year is the last one, God is so cruel that he will let himself get nothing.

The sect's punishment will definitely not be light.

Makita's thoughts wandered further and further away.

He was completely unaware that the morning sun was falling from the horizon, shining on a slender young man who was getting closer and closer.

"Brother Pastor, I'm here!" The young man's clear voice echoed in the fields.

……

Kong Chi did not mind the muddy and dirty field, so he stood in the middle of the field, bent down, and stared at the pith-eating worm clinging to a spiritual rice plant without blinking.

The insect was completely unaware of the approaching danger, inserted its mouthpart into the spiritual rice, and tasted the sweet juice of the spiritual rice.

Kong Zhi stretched out his hand and pinched the marrow-eating insect that ignored him between his two fingers. After looking at it for a moment, he looked at Makita who was following him closely.

"Is this thing really so difficult?"

The latter sighed and nodded melancholy.

Kong Zhi didn't ask any more questions, and secretly mobilized his spiritual power to flow between his two fingers.

The marrow-eating insect, which was still running and jumping around, realized that the danger was approaching and wanted to spread its wings and fly away, but it couldn't break free from the strength of the fingers.

After all, it was wrapped in the spiritual power of the Jiangshuang Yanglun Sutra and turned into an insect corpse covered with white frost.

Snapped!Kung Fu used his two fingers to exert slight force and slowly crushed the marrow-eating insect corpse into pieces.

The latter did not move.

After Kong Ji had done all this, he gained confidence.

"There should be no problem!" Nodding towards Makita behind him, Kong Jiang made a cautious judgment.

Makita looked ecstatic and said sincerely: "Then I'll trouble Junior Brother Kong."

After that, he hurriedly left Lingtian, leaving only Kong Jin alone.

The latter stood among the waist-high spiritual rice, looking at the spiritual field full of marrow-eating insects with flapping wings with his narrow eyes, and slowly took in a breath.

suck!The breath rushed in, and his chest swelled.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in his Dantian that nourishes the spiritual wheel also flows rapidly in his meridians.

Different from the situation when he broke through the Red Cloud Formation, his Cold Breath Technique took some time to brew this time.

When the breath in his chest and the spiritual energy circulating around him reached a certain critical point, he opened his mouth slightly.

call!
A soft cold breath spread from his mouth like mist.

The white cold air instantly enveloped Kong Ji's whole body.

The water in the spiritual rice under his feet was covered with a layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With this as the center, the frost spread rapidly around the spiritual field.

Wherever they pass, those pith-eating insects that cling to the spiritual rice and suck the sap cannot escape the fate of being covered by the cold air.

The dark insect body was, without any surprise, frozen on the spiritual rice by the cold air, turning into an ice sculpture, wiping out any vitality.

As for those spiritual rice plants, they were also covered with frost.

Spiritual rice is different from ordinary rice in that it is cold and heat tolerant, but it is afraid of insects.

In addition, Kong Ji deliberately controlled the power of the Cold Breath Technique, deliberately reducing its lethality and converting it into coverage.

Therefore, the root of spiritual rice is not damaged.

In a few breaths, most of this spiritual field has been shrouded in the mist of the Cold Breath Technique.

As the cold breath technique continued, Kong Ji, who was in the center of the cold air, could clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body was being consumed at a terrifying speed.

This was his first time using the Cold Breath Technique on such a large scale.

"The cultivation level is still too low." He muttered, but Kong Ji did not interrupt the release of the Cold Breath Technique.

He exhaled another breath, desperately controlling his spiritual power and maintaining the spread of the Cold Breath Technique.

Until the entire spiritual field was enveloped by the cold breath technique.

On the edge of the spiritual field, Makita looked anxiously at the figure of Kong Zhi in the center of the spiritual field, which was shrouded in white and difficult to see through with the naked eye.

"It must be successful."

(End of this chapter)