"Master Changqing!" Kong Ju had already bowed from a distance and respectfully called out the visitor's name.

Long Shu’s current condition is a bit strange, with green fluorescence flowing around his body, which does not seem like his original form.

To Kong Jue, it felt more like an image that could disappear at any time.

Upon hearing this, True Person Changqing nodded towards Kong Ju from a distance, and then her eyes swept over the people at the scene one by one. Her voice, as smooth as jade, echoed from the void where she was standing, and clearly entered everyone's ears.

"You can go now. Leave the rest to me."

After saying this, he gently waved his white wrist.

Kong Ju's vision was once again flooded by the familiar green light. As his body lightened, he turned into a green stream of light and disappeared into the space.

Disappeared with him were Huangfu Wuqin and seven others.

There are also spirit-refining pots and soul-calming bells.

When Kong Ju's eyes became clear again, he could hear the rippling sound of the lake water hitting the rocks.

He had returned to the seven reef entrances to the starry space.

Before my eyes was the vast and boundless surface of the Qinghu Lake, tranquil and peaceful, which was completely different from the strange atmosphere in the starry space.

There was a trance in his eyes. Kong Ju had only been in that mysterious space for a day, but he already had the illusion that he was in another world.

"Looks like it's over." While whispering to himself, Kong Ju turned his head and saw Ge Xia standing beside him.

A soul-calming bell was suspended above his head.

When Kong Ju looked at him, the latter also stared at Kong Ju with a gloomy look and said: "I want to see Dong'er for the last time. This is the price of my action."

As the voice fell, Kong Ju saw a red ball of light floating above Xianyu Yanhe's body. It was Ge Xia's soul.

After it jumped out of Xianyu Yanhe's body, it was controlled by the Soul-Calming Bell and returned to Kong Ju's sea of ​​consciousness.

But there was a little red mark left on the soul-calming bell.

That bit of crimson gave Kong Jue an ominous feeling.

"It's the mark left by Ge Xia." Observing the body of the Soul-Calming Bell that had already sunk into the sea of ​​consciousness, Kong Ju seemed to understand something.

Combined with the words Ge Xia left before leaving, he vaguely guessed the reason.

Just like the Soul Refining Pot, to summon the palm-born demon in the Soul Refining Pot, two corpses of cultivators in the Life Wheel Realm are needed as sacrifices.

The price of the Soul-Calming Bell is to satisfy the wish of the soul it controls, that is, Ge Xia.

If Kong Jue fails to fulfill Ge Xia's wish, something bad will probably happen.

The bit of red left on the soul-calming bell will never fade away.

"Fortunately, Ge Xia's obsession before his death was probably to see Han Dong'er. If it was some other wish, I might not have been able to fulfill it." Thinking of this, Kong Ju breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Han Dong'er's whereabouts are hard to find, she has met Kong Ju many times and has joined forces to fight against the enemy. It should not be difficult to find her.

"It seems that the Soul-Calming Bell is not a powerful soul-infusing device that can be used at any time and anywhere."

"If you want to use it again in the future, you must think twice."

If the wish of the captured soul cannot be fulfilled, who knows what terrible things will happen.

Just when Kong Ju was feeling hopeful about this simple wish.

On the reef where he was standing, green light flickered continuously.

Bang~ The figures of Huangfu Wuqin, Shangguan Yuzhou and seven others appeared on the reef one after another.

The power of the Soul Refining Pot had been almost exhausted after the battle with the man in black. The demon turned into a pattern again and attached itself to the body of the Soul Refining Pot.

It was taken into Huangfu Wuqin's sea of ​​consciousness.

It can be seen that everyone's eyes were a little dazed, as if they were still seeing Long Shu's great shock.

When the giant palm of the starry sky threatened everyone's lives, a tree rose up to support the sky and averted the crisis.

The figure of the woman with black hair looked like a banished immortal.

It has been imprinted in everyone's memory like a brand, and it will be difficult to forget in this lifetime.

Everyone was silent for a long time before they recovered from their great shock.

The next moment, everyone's eyes were directed to Kong Jue, who had appeared on the reef early.

At that time, everyone saw that the piece of jade branch flew out from Kong Ju's hand. It was obvious that Zhenren Changqing had some kind of relationship with Kong Ju.

Zong Changsong smiled and asked the question first, stammering, "Junior brother Kong, when you asked for help before, it wasn't that senior you asked for, right?"

This question was also the concern in everyone's mind. The others, including Huangfu Wuqin, looked at Kong Ju, waiting for his response.

"Yes." Kong Ju was a bachelor and admitted it with his hands spread out.

This matter cannot be concealed no matter what. Even if he denies it, the people in front of him will not believe it.

"Little Kongzi, how do you know this kind of person? Why is she willing to help you?" Han Honghua couldn't help but gossip, her eyes shining.

"May I know your name, senior? Is it Wudong or a cultivator from another domain?" Fang Qi pulled his beard and asked anxiously.

The sudden appearance of such a real person, no matter whether he is a Wudong cultivator or not, will inevitably affect Wudong.

Yuan Xiao also had questions. It was the first time Kong Ju saw fanaticism and obsession in his eyes. He asked anxiously, "I wonder where I can go to meet that...senior."

Except for Shangguan Yuzhou and Huangfu Wuqin, everyone at the scene had questions. Everyone asked a question, and Kong Jue's head was swelling with laughter.

It was impossible for him to tell everyone else about Long Shu's existence.

Her existence is a secret in Qinghu blessed land.

Kong Ju had the nerve to ask her for help in the first place, and it would be somewhat unfair to expose her past now.

Immediately, he pretended to be serious and raised his face, warning everyone: "I hope you don't tell others about what Chang Qing Zhenren did. She is indifferent to fame and fortune and doesn't like to be disturbed."

"With her current state, she will be able to sense anything you mention about her."

"I dare not say much, I hope you can understand."

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

With just a few words, Kong Ju transformed Long Shu's image into that of a hermit master.

Moreover, every word he said was well-founded and everyone around him nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, that state is almost like that of an immortal. She must have her reasons for staying in seclusion."

"It's just that this time, thanks to her, the crisis was resolved. I'm a little regretful that I can't thank her in person."

Zhai Qingning nodded seriously and didn't ask any more questions.

The others also nodded.

After all, Kong Ju had already said that she could sense what others were saying about her.

This was not a lie. Everyone present had heard that after reaching a certain realm, the soul would take root between heaven and earth, and every word related to it would attract the attention of that realm.

Only Shangguan Yuzhou pursed his lips. He had a bad impression of Long Shu, but he didn't dare to say another word.

When Kong Ju was speaking, his eyes were always on Huangfu Wuqin, whose eyes were rolling around all the time, and no one knew what he was thinking.

When Kong Ju glanced at her, she just raised her fair neck and said lightly: "Why are you looking at me!"

"It's nothing. I just saw that Senior Sister Huangfu was safe and sound. This gives me an explanation for this trip." Kong Ju responded with a smile.

After all, the original intention of this adventure into that space was to save Huangfu Wuqin.

"It's not just Junior Sister Huangfu who was saved. Didn't we also kill Lingxi?" When Shangguan Yuzhou said this, his eyes moved back and forth between Kong Ju and Huangfu Wuqin, as if he was confirming this matter.

After all, he didn't see whether Lingxi was really killed by the two men in the end, it was just a guess.

Speaking of Lingxi, Zong Changsong couldn't help but ask one more question: "Is Lingxi really dead?"

As the eldest inner sect disciple, Zong Changsong cares very much about the tasks assigned by Huangfu Ying.

Kong Ju was at a loss for answer to this question and frowned, because he was not sure whether Ling Xi was really dead.

Using oneself as a sacrifice is probably the most likely scenario.

So Kong Ju looked at Huangfu Wuqin, hoping that she would give a positive answer.

The latter stretched out her graceful figure and gave everyone an answer: "Eighty percent of them are dead."

Why is it 80% likely? Because Huangfu Wuqin did not see Lingxi's death with his own eyes, but it is impossible for her to be alive under that circumstance.

"Phew, that's good. I can finally give an explanation to the Sect Leader." The clan leader breathed a sigh of relief.

This trip to the Starry Sky Altar ended perfectly.

Not only did he rescue Huangfu Wuqin, he also killed Lingxi in that space.

Everyone had a smile on their face.

There are still eight days left before Qinghu Blessed Land closes, so they can collect the Starlight Huairou Grass.

As for what kind of bloody storm will come after leaving Qinghu blessed land, that is a story for later.

They are just disciples of the sect. The top leaders of each sect have their own arrangements, so they have no right to worry about it.

Only Kong Ju looked at the location of the starry sky portal and thought to himself, "I wonder what Chang Qing Zhenren is doing in that space."

"Will she overturn that space?"

Based on what Kong Ju knew about Long Shu's personality, she was really capable of doing such a thing.

In addition, the strength displayed by Long Shu has far surpassed that of Zhang Sheng.

Kong Ju even suspected that she might have already created Xuan.

As an antique who has lived for eight or nine thousand years, it doesn't seem surprising that he can become a creator.

(End of this chapter)