To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

Chapter 134 Sunset Valley

Kong Ji calmed down and glanced at the body of the sword cultivator lying next to the remains of the demon python.

In front of him, he was knocked directly into the cliff wall of the huge pit, and was hit by Lian Puppet with dozens of punches in succession until most of his bones were broken.

Fortunately, his limbs are intact, which does not affect Kong Fu's ability to use him to make puppets.

It just so happened that Kong Xian's previous Lian Puppet Xiling had been damaged by Qiao Tianyu. Now that he had time and was free, he could just refining a new Lian Puppet.

Just do it.

Kong Ji, who has already had experience in puppet refining, is quite familiar with it.

First, it took some time to refine the medicinal materials needed for puppet refining and poured them on the sword cultivator's body.

He also took out the blood of the Poisonous Mist Crocodile that he killed in the swamp, used divine exercises to refine the puppet's seal, and then used the blood of the monster to refine it.

The blood essence of the monsters this time was collected from the eight-level monsters in the Yanglun. It was much higher than the seven-level monster blood essence used in the previous refining of Xiling.

Therefore, a little more effort was spent on the refining process.

It took almost an hour to completely refine the jar of demon blood essence.

Under the guidance of Kong Zhen, the blood essence flowed towards the seven orifices of the sword cultivator.

Ka Ka Ka!
As the blood essence was absorbed, the sword cultivator's body, which had dozens of broken bones, immediately made a crackling sound, similar to the sound of fried beans.

The broken bones spliced ​​together on their own under the nourishment of demon blood.

"Now that the puppet refining has reached this point, it's basically more than half done."

Kong Ji casually wiped the sweat from his forehead, cheered up, and started the last step of refining.

The golden divine consciousness golden beans shined in the shape of the eyebrows, and continued to imprint golden lines on Lian Puppet's abdomen.

It took another full hour for the formation to be completed.

Kong Ji's spiritual power was almost exhausted.

Kong Ji, who was pale as a sheet, stood up from where he was sitting cross-legged and input his spiritual power into the formation on Lian Puppet's abdomen.

After all this is done, the puppet refining is truly completed.

For the rest, it only needs to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth on its own and become saturated before it can act.

"When I reach the fourth level of the Jin Ming Divine Refining Technique, my efficiency should be much higher, and I won't have to make myself so tired every time." A tired voice sounded in the darkness, and Kong Ji sat cross-legged on the ground and began Meditate and practice to recover the spiritual power and spiritual power you have consumed.

With the blessing of the silver fragments, Kong Ji recovered quite quickly.

But time is also slowly passing by as Kongji recovers.

I don’t know how long it took until Kong Ji fully recovered and opened his eyes in the dark.

The Lian Puppet didn't know when it had stood up from the ground and stood silently beside Kong Ji.

After undergoing the baptism of the puppet refining method, this puppet refining physique is obviously much stronger than when he was alive.

The body that was originally a bit stooped due to age is now straight and straight, with plump skin and a faint luster.

Compared with Xiling Puppet Refining, this Puppet Refining Puppet is obviously much better.

After all, Xiling only used the blood of the seventh-level monsters, and this puppet was made from the blood essence of Yanglun's eighth-level poisonous fog crocodile.

After checking the state of Lian Puppet, Kong Ji showed joy on his face and casually gave him a name.

"Let's call you Xiling No. [-]."

The two extremely time-consuming tasks of offering sacrifices and refining puppets were completed at the same time while Kong Ji was trapped under this ancient house.

At this time, the sky outside seemed to be slowly getting brighter.

Kong Zhi looked outside along the black ice wall blocking the gate, and could vaguely see a hint of fish belly white on the skyline shrouded in gray fog.

I think it won't be long before the sun rises.

But at this time, the gray fog shrouding the outside of the house still had no intention of dissipating.

This made Kong Ji frown.

"That's not good news."

Kong Xian was thinking whether he should continue to wait where he was or wait until the sun rose outside before sending Xiling No. [-] out to explore the situation.

Kong Zhen's eyes suddenly popped out, as if he saw something.

I saw a black shadow appearing behind the Xuanbing wall without any warning.

With the help of Xuan Bing's crystal clear body, Kong Jiang could vaguely judge that the outline of the figure should be that of a human being.

"The human monk appeared in the gray mist." This made Kong Xian's mood suddenly sink. This Xiling Xiaofu was full of weirdness.

There was no way that Kong Ji would not think about the good things about the sudden appearance of the figure.

Just when he was about to speak, trying to communicate with the figure standing behind the black ice wall.

Snapped!A crisp sound.

Kong Ji kept staring at the dark ice wall and saw a pale, dull male face with dull eyes.

He pressed his face hard against the ice wall, as if trying to squeeze in.

Kong Ji's black ice wall, which was blessed by the essence of frost and snow, was forced to create a crack by his face.

That is the ice wall condensed by Kong Ji's spiritual power. Ordinary cultivators in the Eighth Level of Yang Lun would have to go through a lot of trouble to break through.

This man almost crushed it with his face.

Kong Zhen had already taken out his bronze halberd, looked at the man who was trying to enter the house, and warned in a low voice: "Fellow Taoist, if you take a step forward, don't blame me for being rude."

The man didn't seem to pay attention to Kong Ji's intention, and continued to slowly dig his face into the ice wall.

Kaka!The ice surface gradually cracked under the strange squeeze, and a hole appeared in the house.

The sun rises.

A ray of early morning light suddenly shines from the sky onto the courtyard.

The man who tried to enter the house gradually turned transparent the moment the light shone on his body.

Together with the heavy gray fog from the outside world, it dissipated in Kong Ji's field of vision, as if it had never appeared before.

With the help of the light, Kong Zhen could clearly see the whole picture of the man at the moment he disappeared.

He is in his 30s, wearing a red-yellow robe embroidered with ancient embroidery, which gives him a strong sense of age.

The cuffs are embroidered with a skylark pattern.

It undoubtedly shows his identity.

He is a disciple of Xihuang Xiaofudi who has cut off his inheritance.

Bah!The ice wall that had stood at the door all night shattered at the center where the disciples of Xihuang Xiaofudi had squeezed and destroyed it.

Crushed ice was scattered everywhere.

The warm morning sun shines into the house along the door, bringing a little warmth to Kong Ji.

But his heart felt cold, and his eyes were still staring at the place where the man disappeared.

The place was already filled with golden morning light.

"This little blessed land in Xihuang has been sealed off for at least thousands of years. No monk can resist the erosion of time for such a long time."

"The blessed land disciple who appeared outside the door just now cannot be a living person."

Kong Xian recalled the thrilling scene just now with lingering fear.

He was sure that if he were really allowed to come into the house, something terrible would happen.

Even if he had the help of Yu Yanhe's Dharma Body, he might not be able to escape unscathed.

"What the hell is this!" His throat rolled slightly, and Kong Ji swallowed.

Even though he had the experience of Ge Xia, the powerful palm-born master, he could not find knowledge consistent with that of the disciples of the blessed land from those memories.

In Kong Xian's plan, the most dangerous ones were the monks from Wudong who came with him to this small blessed land in Xihuang to compete for opportunities.

But after experiencing the scene just now.

Kong Xian felt that even the geniuses on the Hidden Dragon List were nothing compared to the real dangers of this little blessed land.

"What happened to this blessed land that disappeared from Wudong for thousands of years?"

"Why am I seeing people from thousands of years ago."

"Are the changes here directly leading to the destruction of the blessed land? Or are the strange phenomena here caused by the destruction of the blessed land?"

A series of questions popped out of Kong Ji's mind uncontrollably.

He felt that this little blessed place in Xihuang had too many secrets.

Moreover, the changes that happened here have exceeded his expectations.

This undoubtedly makes the road ahead more dangerous and full of uncertainty.

"I originally thought that after going to Luoxia Valley, I would go to the mountain gate of the blessed land to see if I could get any benefits." "Now it seems that the plan is about to change. After I go to Luoxia Valley, I will think of a way Get out of here."

"After all, this is not a place to stay for a long time."

Kong's greatest advantage is that he can assess the situation carefully.

Know when to be greedy and when to retreat.

The longer you stay in this ghost place, the more uncertain dangers there will be, and you won't even know how you will die when the time comes.

"Two things are certain."

"That monk from the blessed land who is neither human nor ghost will only appear in the gray mist."

"The gray fog will not permeate the buildings in this small blessed place. Next time you encounter gray fog, you must find a similar place to take shelter."

"Another point is that gray fog is afraid of sunlight."

"So I try to move during the day."

Based on my experience at night, I quickly summarized some life-saving rules.

When Kong Zhen thought of this, he knew that he could no longer delay.

Because he is still some distance away from Luoxia Valley.

"I must arrive at Sunset Cloud Valley before sunset."

With this thought, Kong Xian put away the Lian Puppet and walked out of the courtyard where he had been hiding all night.

He glanced back at the location here and silently recorded it in his mind so that he would have a place to hide when encountering similar dangers in the future.

After doing all this, Kong Ji used all his spiritual energy and turned into an afterimage and ran wildly toward the northwest.

He had to pick up the pace.

Luoxia Valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides. The peaks in the middle are higher and those at both ends are slightly lower.

From a distance, it looks like a person has spread his arms and embraced the valley.

The valley mouth opens to the west, just in the direction of the setting sun.

In the center of Luoxia Valley, like the Shuangyue Altar, a high altar was built.

The stairs, as white as jade, extend from the mouth of the valley to the altar.

Different from the Frost Moon Altar, the altar in Luoxia Valley does not have physical bricks underneath.

Instead, it is a large pool of water that exudes the color of red gold.

Only a staircase leading to the center of the altar was left, and the rest of the place was filled with dazzling pool water.

At this time, it was evening in Xiaofudi.

The sunset is westward.

The afterglow shines on the water under the altar, reflecting an even more dazzling red gold light.

The dreamlike luster makes the valley surrounded by mountains on three sides look like a dream.

Being in it, there is a sense of trance that is separated from reality.

Outside Sunset Cloud Valley, a young figure was running rapidly from the horizon.

Wherever it passed, it brought up smoke and dust all over the land of Xihuang Xiaofudi.

As Kong Zhen ran, he looked back at the sunset, which had almost reached half of the horizon.

There was obvious anxiety in his eyes.

He has been traveling for a whole day, and this little blessed land in Xihuang is incredibly big.

He didn't even remember to drink a sip of water along the way, because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to reach Luoxia Valley before the sun set.

But fortunately, I looked at the Luoxia Valley that was already very close in front of me.

Kong Jiang knew he had caught up.

After about a cup of tea.

The moment before the sun's last ray of light disappears from the earth.

Kong Ji's feet also fell on the steps leading to the Luoxia Valley altar.

He glanced back and saw that the land behind him had fallen into darkness.

Countless penetrating gray mist is slowly rising from the ground.

The gray fog and the sun are distinct, one controls the day and the other controls the night.

Under the spreading gray fog, the Xihuang Little Blessed Land looks like a fairyland during the day, but at night it is as terrifying as purgatory.

"Huuhu!" Kong Zhen stood on the steps and gasped, his face covered with dust, and his lips were chapped because he had been walking for a long time without a sip of water.

"This blessed land is too big. If I hadn't been strong enough on my feet, I might have lost my life here."

Complaining about the size of the blessed land, Kong Zhi picked up the wine bottle and drank a few sips of spring water, which restored his vitality to his throat that was about to feel dry.

He immediately raised his head, followed the stairs, and saw the standing Luoxia Valley Altar.

When the outside world is swallowed up by darkness, only this place is still shrouded in red gold light.

The pool water under the altar shines like sunset in the dark night, not only dotting the three peaks around the valley.

The light even penetrated the clouds and shone on the sky.

This undoubtedly gave Kong Zhen a sense of security, because where there is sunset, it is impossible for that kind of gray fog to penetrate.

"At least you don't have to worry about that ghost thing coming in last night."

Kong Ji gathered his mood and climbed up the stairs.

His main goal in coming to this little blessed land of Xihuang is the sunset of Xihuang in the Luoxia Valley.

However, when he actually walked up to the altar and looked at the scene in front of him, the hope he was filled with was ruthlessly shattered by what he saw.

The white jade altar that towered as high as the mountain was not what he had imagined.

A shocking crack stretched from the top of the altar to the bottom of the altar.

That ruthless scar almost split the entire towering altar into two.

On the top of the altar, a huge carcass of a bird or beast was lined up on it.

A spear wrapped with black lightning was inserted into the head of the corpse.

Endless years have passed, but the power carried by that spear still has not dissipated, and the black thunder continues to corrode the skulls of birds and beasts.

The originally white bones were corroded into black bones.

The position fixed by the spear was the starting point of the altar's crack.

The moment Kong Jin stepped into this altar.

He felt the creepy aura coming from the spear.

That black thunder seemed to be able to wipe out all the vitality of time.

Even if it's far apart.

Violence, anger, and countless negative emotions grew uncontrollably in his heart at the moment Kong Ji's eyes were fixed on the spear.

He would actually be affected by a weapon.

"Huh!" Kong Ji took a deep breath, forcing his restless heart to calm down.

The scene before him made him feel as if he had come into contact with an incredible secret.

Even if this bird and beast is dead, its high-spirited figure still retains some coercion in front of it.

Just one look at it made Kong Jiang feel in awe.

Its identity is already revealed.

Isn't it exactly what is recorded in the books, that immortal beast of the Xihuang Little Blessed Land, the Skylark?
The Palm Demon King was highly praised in ancient books.

Everyone in Xihuang Xiaofu is proud of it, and even embroiders it on the sect's clothing and prints it on their waist badges.

According to legend, there is a phoenix blood in the body, which has a high possibility of entering the next great realm after being born in the palm.

Just like that, he was killed on the altar by that spear.

In a daze, Kong Jiang seemed to be able to imagine the scene of that day, with a spear coming through the air.

Skylark flew straight up and tried to intercept it.

But he was pierced by a spear and died on the altar, and the altar beneath him was destroyed together.

At the same time, it also destroyed the lifeblood of Xihuang Blessed Land, the place that gave birth to the sunset glow of Xihuang.

(End of this chapter)