To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

Chapter 86 "Snow Burial Record"

Outer Gate Kung Fu Pavilion.

Kong Zhen stood at the gate with a strange expression, and next to him was Shangguan Yuzhou.

"Senior Brother Shangguan, when you say that an elder of the sect wants to purchase this silver-splitting essence for his nephew, he is not talking about Deacon Zhao Wei, right?" Kong Xiang thought about it for a long time and squeezed out this sentence, na na Ask Shangguan Yuzhou.

Shangguan Yuzhou did not deny it. Seeing Kong Jiang's strange expression, he asked with interest: "Do you know Deacon Zhao?"

"Of course we know each other!" Kong Zhi's expression became subtle, and he could only say: "We are old acquaintances."

The Shuangshuang Yanglun Jing was purchased from Zhao Wei, and the "Xianji" was also borrowed from Zhao Wei.

Not only Kong Jin had a profound influence on him.

Zhao Wei is also very unforgettable about being afraid of Kong Geng.

"It would be better to know each other. Let's go, Junior Brother Kong, don't keep the elders waiting." Shangguan Yuzhou was completely unaware of Kong's helplessness. He waved his hand and walked ahead.

Kong Zhi opened his mouth on the spot, but finally he had the courage to follow, but he thought in his heart: "Elder Zhao has long suspected that I have been to Shuangyue Altar. Now that my strength has grown so fast, I am afraid that he has been convinced. speculation."

"But fortunately, the boss is suppressing this matter. I don't think he can do anything about it."

No matter how great Deacon Zhao was, he was only one deacon to the left and right, and even the deputy director of the Law Enforcement Hall had a higher position than him. Kong Xian felt that with the name of the leader, it would be no problem to restrain him.

Thinking.

He had already followed Shangguan Yuzhou into the Kung Fu Pavilion.

Kong Ji looked around, but did not see Zhao Wei in a familiar position. Shangguan Yuzhou led him straight to a tea room inside the Gongfa Pavilion.

"Deacon Zhao, we're in." Shangguan Yuzhou called softly toward the tea room, and then he and Kong Ji entered the tea room space where the aroma of tea was already fragrant.

Kong Ji didn't have time to smell the scent of tea in the air that was obviously made from valuable tea leaves, so he looked inside.

Above the tea seat, the familiar figure of Elder Zhao Wei sat.

Next to him was a middle-aged man with a beard and a weathered face.

The man's facial features were somewhat similar to those of Zhao Wei. He must be the nephew of Deacon Zhao mentioned by Shangguan Yuzhou.

When Kong Xiang saw Zhao Wei, the latter of course noticed him.

After seeing Kong Jiang, Zhao Wei was obviously stunned for a moment.

It was the first time he met Kong Jin, but a year ago, when Kong Jin was just a young monk in the third level of Yanglun.

Now, only one year has passed, and we are already in the sixth realm of Yang Lun.

"This terrifying cultivation speed is simply a monster."

After a brief daze, Zhao Wei showed a meaningful smile again.

If he had only guessed before, then he was now certain that Kong Jiang had visited the Frost Moon Altar.

However, the senior officials of the sect knew that this matter was suppressed under the instruction of the leader, so Zhao Wei naturally did not dare to ask any more questions.

"If I can let the leader personally handle the matter, I'm afraid this kid has already caught the attention of the leader." Zhao Wei thought silently. At the same time, he felt that this time the deal would be difficult to negotiate. He originally thought of selling it as an elder of the sect. With a good face, it can be cheaper at least.

Who would have thought that the junior brother mentioned by Shangguan Yuzhou was actually Kong Jiang.

While Zhao Wei was thinking about how to negotiate this deal.

Kong Xian had already walked closer, bowed to Zhao Wei generously, and said with a friendly smile: "Deacon Zhao, we meet again."

"Meet Mr. Kong again." Zhao Wei responded calmly.

Both parties took their seats at the same time.

It's just that the transaction hasn't started yet.

Kong Xian and Zhao Wei were just about to speak.

Something unexpected happened between Shangguan Yuzhou and the middle-aged man.

The first time Shangguan Yuzhou entered the tea room, his eyes were fixed on the man.

The latter's eyes always followed Shangguan Yuzhou.

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, or a rivalry between sword cultivators.

The two sat opposite each other, staring at each other with eyes like sword blades.Unknowingly, high fighting spirit burst out from both of their bodies at the same time.

Just when the two of them could hardly restrain the urge to draw their swords.

"Zhao Huan!" Zhao Wei shouted softly, awakening the middle-aged man from his fighting spirit.

"Senior Brother Shangguan!" Kong Zhi's palm suddenly placed on Shangguan Yuzhou's shoulder, stopping his imminent move.

The two of them just woke up from a dream, and looked at each other again with solemn eyes.

"This Zhao Huan is not simple." Kong Ji also squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the man in front of him.

Although Zhao Huan looks slovenly on the outside, there is nothing outstanding about his appearance.

But the sword never leaves his body, his waist is straight, his eyes are full of wind and frost, and he has the sophistication of an old swordsman.

After many years of getting along with Shangguan Yuzhou, Kong Jiang was sure that this man and senior brother Shangguan belonged to the same type of people.

Since Shangguan Yuzhou woke up from the mine, his strength has skyrocketed, and few people can inspire his fighting spirit.

And this man's look almost made Shangguan Yuzhou unable to restrain himself.

While Kong Ji was studying it carefully.

"Senior brother, will you go to the martial arts arena to practice after drinking tea?" Shangguan Yuzhou smiled and invited Zhao Huan.

The latter did not hesitate and responded concisely in a deep voice: "Okay!"

"This is my nephew Zhao Huan, who is in the eighth realm of Yanglun. He has been in the outer sect for 15 years and practiced swordsmanship for 15 years. So far, he has not found a suitable spirit of heaven and earth. He has arrogance, and ordinary spirits of heaven and earth can't see it. If not, it will be delayed." Deacon Zhao took a sip of tea and began to talk about the transaction.

"We sincerely want to buy this essence of silver. Mr. Kong, Mr. Shangguan, you can make a price. As long as it's not too exorbitant, I, Zhao Wei, can accept it."

"It's easy to talk about!" Kong Ji took a sip of tea and smiled kindly. "Are you kidding? There is a way of talking about business. Let me moisten my throat first, and then I can talk to you slowly."

This transaction is almost a confrontation between two big and small foxes, Kong Jiang and Zhao Wei.

Shangguan Yuzhou and Zhao Huan seemed more interested in each other and almost did not participate in the conversation.

Therefore, in the tea room, all I could see was Zhao Wei and Kong Jiang exchanging words with each other.

When it came to the excitement, Zhao Wei was a little bit blown away.

Kong Ji still has the virtue of hobbling meat, smiling and saying nothing.

"Twelve thousand spiritual crystals! This is all the wealth that this deacon can bring. No matter how high it is, there is nothing I can do." Zhao Wei raised his head, drank the tea in the cup, and gritted his teeth to reveal his bottom line.

Even though Zhao Wei is a monk in the Ascending Wheel Realm, there are also high and low levels of monks in the Ascending Wheel Realm.

He can only have one deacon at his side, but [-] spiritual crystals is already the limit of what he can bear.

"Deacon Zhao, the best character essence in our sect is Chaoyang Yiqi, who ranks No. 12 in character. This silver-splashing essence is one of the best in the entire Cangwu sect." Kong Ji is still the same. It was the old god who calmly took a sip of tea and explained: "If it is the essence of character suitable for sword cultivators, the essence of blooming silver is more precious than the Qi of Chaoyang."

"In other words, its value cannot be measured solely by spiritual crystals."

What Kong Zhen said, Zhao Wei didn't know that the essence of human spirit, especially one ranked so high as the essence of blooming silver.

It is indeed priceless.

After he paused for a while, Zhao Wei forgot to glance at the young man who looked as usual and asked cautiously: "How are you doing?"

"It's not that I'm doing this, it's just to see how sincere Deacon Zhao is. Can he come up with something that matches this silver essence?" Kong Xi calmly kicked the ball to Zhao Wei again.

The place fell silent.

Zhao Wei's face looked ugly, and he didn't expect Kong Ji to be so difficult to deal with, but he felt unwilling to give up the essence of blooming silver.

Once you miss the essence of heaven and earth of the quality of the Silver Essence, it will be difficult to encounter it again.

Zhao Huan is the younger disciple of the Zhao family who has the most talent in swordsmanship in the past 200 years.

Whether it was for the Zhao family or for his nephew, he had to win this silver-blooming essence.

Seeing Zhao Wei's silence for a long time, Kong Ji didn't rush him and waited patiently for the old man from the Cangwu Sect to hand over his real trump card.

Finally, Zhao Wei's eyes became firm, as if he had made some determination.

He asked Kong Zhi in a low voice: "Kong Kong, you must be practicing the Ice Nature Yanglun Sutra. Have you ever heard of "Snow Burial Record"?"

"Snow Burial Record?" Kong Xian frowned at first and quickly searched for memories related to this name in his mind.

Finally, after a moment, his expression turned into shock.

"What Deacon Zhao is talking about is the magical power of Ancestor Xueyin, "The Burial of Snow"."

Ancestor Xue Yin, the 16th generation leader of the Cangwu Sect, was a powerful figure in Wudong at that time because of his magical powers of ice and snow. His reputation was only higher than that of the current Dongxian.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Cangwu Sect’s current prestige is inseparable from the foundation laid by ancestor Xueyin.

It was said to be the No. 1 ice cream in Wudong at that time.

The battle that made him famous was the showdown with the most powerful person from the Evergreen Tree Sect in Wudong at that time, the Dingyue Sect.

Hundreds of miles were frozen overnight, and the heaven and earth were in a state of silence.

It is obviously a hot summer day, but there is a vision of being covered in silver.

Since this battle, the Cangwu sect has officially risen and become one of the three major sects in Wudong.

Zhao Wei asked Kong Jiang if he knew Ancestor Xueyin. I’m afraid everyone in the Cangwu sect knew about him.

Even Shangguan Yuzhou had a look of admiration on his face after hearing this name. He was a senior figure of the Cangwu Sect.

As for Zhao Huan, after hearing the name of Patriarch Xue Yin, his face showed a little pride.

Kong Ji soon understood the origin of the pride on Zhao Huan's face, and Zhao Wei's voice rang in his ears: "Ancestor Xueyin is the ancestor of my Zhao family. His burial record of snow is included in the inner sect's ice statue Po Zhong. If you want to learn "Snow Burial Record", I can help you apply to the sect as a descendant of the ancestor."

"Deacon Zhao!" Before Kong Ji could respond, Shangguan Yuzhou, who had never participated in the negotiation, suddenly spoke.

He looked at Zhao Wei with steady eyes and said in a subtle tone: "As far as I know, no one has learned the magical powers of Patriarch Xueyin since him. The reason is that there are no written records. As for the record of " The ice soul in "Burial Snow Record", no one from the later generations of disciples has been able to decipher it."

"Do you think it is appropriate to exchange the essence of silver in this way?"

Shangguan Yuzhou is not stupid, he is just too lazy to use his brain when Kong Ji is around.

The secret words spoken made Kong Ji's originally fiery expression immediately extinguish, followed by thoughts.

"No wonder, Zhao Wei and Zhao Huan are descendants of the ancestor Xueyin, but they have not practiced "Snow Burial Record". Also, there must be a reason why they do not learn such powerful magical powers."

On the other side, after being exposed by Shangguan Yuzhou in person, Zhao Wei's old face had a faint look of sarcasm.

But it was quickly covered up, and he explained righteously: "The value of "Snow Burial Record" is immeasurable. Whether it can be learned depends on whether Junior Brother Kong has enough opportunities. I am just providing a person who can access it. Opportunity, I believe that many people in Cangwu Sect will be willing to pay a high price for this opportunity."

"The value of the essence of blooming silver is immeasurable, so why not the opportunity to study "Snow Burial Record"?"

"Kong Kong, what do you think?" Zhao Wei looked at Kong Jiang with a smile.

He believed that no one could reject the "Snow Burial Record" written by Ancestor Xue Yin, even if there was little hope.

Especially for people like Kong Zhen who practice the ice-natured wheel-raising realm, "Snow Burial Record" is a fatal temptation.

Zhao Wei seems to be sure of this.

Kong Xian didn't understand what Zhao Wei was thinking, but the reputation of "Snow Burial Record" was too great.

Even though he knew there was little hope, he was still eager to give it a try.

However, he couldn't let Zhao Wei take too great advantage. He took a deep breath and responded calmly: "The Snow Burial Record is certainly priceless, but if it is just a chance, it is too expensive to exchange for the essence of blooming silver."

"I have to pay more!"

(End of this chapter)