This time the teleportation is different from the state of entering the Xihuang Blessed Land.

It was completely random before, and Kong Jue and Han Honghua were separated because of it.

This time, even during the transmission process, in the chaotic transmission channel, Kong Ju could still feel the heat from Han Honghua's boiling blood not far away.

"One, two, three..." Kong Ju's eyes were clear, and he silently counted roughly ten numbers in the dark.

The weightlessness disappears, the body's weight returns, and the transmission ends.

Although it was still pitch black in front of him, Kong Ju's spiritual sense was already able to see the environment they were in.

We are already at the entrance to the blessed land, in a huge pit.

There was still a lingering smell of blood around due to the death of a large number of monks a few days ago.

Bang! A candle flame lit up, and Kong Ju took out the spiritual oil lamp.

It illuminated the area where he was, and also illuminated the figure of Han Honghua beside him.

Kong Ju used the light to walk around in the giant pit and found that the corpses here were all in a mummified state.

It is exactly the same as those monks who had their blood and essence sucked out at the Frost Moon Altar and the outer sect training battlefield.

"It should be Han Dong's work."

Kong Ju barely thought about it before he figured out who the culprit was. He smiled at Han Honghua with a hint of mockery, "She sucked so much blood essence, no wonder she was able to fight Sister Hua so well."

"The cultivation of human spirit essence increases very quickly, but it will cause endless troubles." Han Honghua didn't care about the ridicule in Kong Ju's words at all. Instead, she warned solemnly: "You Cangwu Sect also hate this way, so don't touch it."

The reason why Han Honghua specifically warned Kong Ju was because she saw how the latter manipulated corpses in Xihuang Fudi.

The cultivators who refine corpses and those who cultivate the essence of the human spirit are only one step away.

If Kong Jue takes one more step forward, he will be refining blood.

Kong Ju knew what Han Honghua meant, so he touched his nose and said with a smile, "Sister Hua is the second person to warn me."

"Does my little brother really look like he wants to cultivate the essence of human spirit?"

"It's hard to say." Han Honghua stared into Kong Ju's eyes and her answer was very truthful.

Kong Jue shook his head repeatedly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and had to raise his hand to assure, "Don't worry, I definitely won't touch it."

Han Honghua then nodded with satisfaction.

As he spoke, Kong Ju looked up at the top of the tiankeng, his thoughts suddenly flying, and he murmured, "I was wondering before, why is the entrance to such a blessed land in such a dangerous place."

"Now I think I understand."

"This Xihuang blessed land must have experienced great terror in the past. This entrance looks like a big pit blasted out by someone."

Hearing Kong Ju's whispers, Han Honghua also thought of her experience in the blessed land. She looked melancholy and echoed, "Yes, I wonder what kind of existence could destroy a blessed land."

"Even today's blessed land is still under the influence of that existence, becoming strange and unpredictable."

"It's a good thing you're here. Otherwise, your sister Hua would have to be stuck in this Xihuang blessed land." Han Honghua said this sincerely.

Kong Ju's keen perception and excellent insight helped Han Honghua avoid countless risks.

"Haha, then Sister Hua owes me a favor." Kong Ju laughed and his face became complacent.

"Nineth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, it's not easy to earn favors from the Emperor Flower."

"Hehe, come on. I'll just treat you to a drink at most." Han Honghua smiled and glanced at Kong Ju unhappily.

Then he thought of something and stopped talking.

But Han Honghua couldn't hold back her words, so she couldn't help but say, "It's better not to kill Lu Wenji. It will involve too many people, and I'm afraid you can't handle it."

Kong Ju's smile gradually faded because of Han Honghua's words. He spread his hands without commenting: "If I don't kill him, do you think he will let me go?"

"This is a feud between the Dingyue Sect and the Cangwu Sect that has existed for generations. Sister Hua, please don't worry about it. I don't want to involve you."

When he said this, there was no expression on Kong Qi's face.

But the murderous intent in his eyes made his meaning very clear.

"Oh!" Han Honghua sighed. She also knew about the grudges between the two sects.

In addition, Lu Wenji had shown murderous intentions towards Kong Jue in Xihuang Fudi, and considering the latter's temper, he would definitely not be able to swallow it.

"Then take care of yourself and don't die." Han Honghua waved and said goodbye to Kong Ju.

This is a matter between the Cangwu Sect and the Dingyue Sect. Once she gets involved, the Mosheng Sect behind her will inevitably be implicated.

It was the wisest decision for her to retreat at this time.

Kong Ju nodded and bowed carefully: "Sister Hua, take care, we will meet again someday."

"Come to Mo Sheng Sect to find me when you have time. Sister Hua will introduce you to the most beautiful fairy in Mo Sheng Sect." Han Honghua stomped her feet after saying this with a hint of sarcasm.

Boom! The earth shook.

With the help of this force, Han Honghua shot towards the top of the sinkhole.

Kong Ju stood where he was, watching Han Honghua's figure disappear on the rock wall of the tiankeng.

His expression suddenly turned into a smile: "I did make an interesting friend on this trip."

As he spoke, Kong Ju's face suddenly turned cold.

“We also encountered a tough opponent.”

Lu Wenji must be killed.

He was poisoned by his own Sanling Ointment and injured by the cold power of the Frost and Snow Essence. He would not be able to recover for a while.

If I don't kill him this time, it will not be so easy to kill him in the future.

If Lu Wenji is allowed to grow up, he will definitely become a great threat to the Cangwu sect in the future, and will also be his mortal enemy.

Rather than waiting until that day, it is better to nip this hidden danger in the bud.

As for the wrath of Dingyue Sect that he would have to face after killing Lu Wenji, Kong Ju was not afraid.

He changes his appearance in many ways, so it is not easy to track him down.

"Since we've already torn our relations apart, we might as well do it thoroughly!" With this thought, Kong Ju's murderous intent became even stronger.

He looked around and the area around the huge pit was undoubtedly a perfect location for an ambush.

All the monks who escaped from the Xihuang blessed land will inevitably appear in the giant pit.

Lu Wenji is no exception.

"I'll wait here!" Kong Ju smiled coldly.

Suddenly, he felt the cloud pattern monument vibrate deep in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The handwriting on the cloud pattern stele has also changed.

'Find Xihuang Small Blessed Land, gain chance value +5'

During this trip to Xihuang Blessed Land, the amount of opportunity points has already determined Kong Ju's gains, which cannot be compared with the two times of training at Frost Moon Altar and the outer sect.

Except for Dengyunlar Eggs and Xihuang Sunset.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

There are only three opportunities that truly belong to Kong Ju.

The Chijin Pool's improvement of Kong Ju's strength allowed him to reach the peak of the eighth realm.

The golden sword is tempered with golden leaves of the sun orchid.

That top-quality arrow that still retains the intent of an arrow.

After all, strictly speaking, the skylark egg is not an opportunity, because it does not improve Kong Ju's strength.

And the Xihuang sunset glow was also directly absorbed by the skylark egg.

Let Kong Ji work in vain.

"But with those three opportunities, the trip is not in vain. Especially the Red Gold Pool, which allows me to save at least two years of training time." Kong Ju was a contented man and comforted himself.

As he was thinking over and over again.

The handwriting on the Cloud Pattern Stele changed again.

'Suppress the unrest in Xihuang Small Blessed Land and gain +15 chance points'

Upon seeing these words, Kong Ju deflated his expression and shifted his attention away from the cloud pattern stele without a second thought.

Suppress the unrest in Xihuang Fudi?

This is even more unreliable than asking him to go to Gujiang to confront the powerful man from the Jinming tribe.

"At least there is only one powerful person who can go to Gujiang."

"In this Xihuang blessed land, leaving aside the gray fog, there is the black thunder spear that nailed Deng Yunque to death, and the corpse in the starry sky robe. Any of them would make a master like Zhang Sheng frown when seeing them."

Kong Ju rubbed his eyebrows.

He felt that as his cultivation level improved, the clues to opportunities given to him by the Cloud Patterned Stele became less and less reliable.

Fortunately, he now has three clues of opportunity for him to choose from.

Leaving aside the more difficult Gujiang and Xihuang blessed land, the only thing left is to practice the Moon Wheel Seal to perfection and return to the Frost Moon Altar.

This is the least difficult by comparison.

"It's not that easy to complete the Moon Wheel Seal. I've already reached the eighth level of the Cultivation Wheel, but the Crescent Moon Seal isn't even halfway filled."

"If you want to achieve complete perfection, you probably have to upgrade the wheel."

"Alas, there is a long way to go."

Kong Ju muttered to himself.

Suddenly, a cloud of luck as white as pure snow surged above his head.

After obtaining five points of chance, his luck expanded a little and the color became purer, but it did not appear as golden as Mu Xiaoye's.

"I think it's because the amount of luck is not enough to transform into gold."

Kong Ju was not in a hurry, as his luck was now completely pure white.

Except for those who are destined to be successful like Huangfu Wuqin, they are all considered to be the top people with good luck in Wudong.

Previously in Xihuang blessed land, the three sides had fought each other and the battle went up to the sky. Even with so many aftermaths of the battle, Kong Ju was able to remain safe and sound.

Isn't it just relying on one's own luck that makes it through?

With this thought, Kong Qi raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "At least it won't be so easy for others to kill me now."

People who are blessed with good fortune can always turn misfortune into good fortune and are extremely difficult to kill.

For example, Shangguan Yuzhou was seriously injured and dying, but he crossed the gates of hell and understood the meaning of sword.

For example, Yan Jinchang was able to snatch food from the jaws of Jin Jiancui Rilan.

For example, when Lu Wenji was about to chase him, the sky suddenly darkened and the gray fog helped him escape.

All these are due to luck.

Of course, people with luck are not completely immortal, they are just difficult to kill.

"Yan Jinchang also had good fortune, but he was killed by me anyway."

"Lu Wenji has already escaped a fatal attack from me."

As the saying goes, the first beat is strong, the second is weaker, and the third is exhausted.

The same goes for luck; it is not an omnipotent amulet. Even if you have avoided death many times, your luck will eventually fade.

"If one time doesn't work, kill me twice, three times. I have good fortune too, and I can kill you eventually."

Kong Ju sneered, and then disappeared at the bottom of the huge pit.

He planned to ambush Lu Wenji for the second time at the exit of Xihuang blessed land.

(End of this chapter)