With the return of Gexia's soul, this trip to the Huode Sect came to an end.

Kong Ju took a few steps forward and came to the ice coffin of Han Dong'er, which was frozen by his own human blood, and looked into it.

The latter crossed his hands in front of his chest with a serene expression. After his death, Han Dong'er no longer had the ferocious look he had when he was alive.

"Don't worry, I will protect your body." Kong Ju patted the ice coffin, and then with a thought, he put it into the Qiankun bag.

He is not Huangfu Wuqin, who is so careless as to leave the body of a cultivator in the Shenglun realm in this wilderness.

I'm afraid it will be dug out the next day.

After all, the physical body of a cultivator in the Shenglun realm is a coveted treasure for some cultivators.

After doing all this, Kong Ju looked around, at the familiar courtyard in Ge Xia's memory, his eyes suddenly became dazed.

But the blurred look was only fleeting.

The depths of his pupils were replaced by a coldness as cold as black ice.

Influenced by Ge Xia's memory, Kong Ju would feel dazed from time to time.

Especially when being in scenes related to Gexia or seeing Han Dong'er, the feeling becomes even stronger.

But after today, Kong Ju no longer has this worry.

After witnessing the reunion of Han Dong'er and Ge Xia, his consciousness seemed to have been baptized.

Jin Ming's soul refining method directly broke through the realm restrictions and reached the ninth level.

Bang! The golden bean of consciousness between the eyebrows burst out with dazzling golden light, illuminating the entire courtyard as if it were daytime.

At this moment, his mind was clear, not only his spiritual consciousness was baptized, but even his cultivation at the peak of Yanglun was vibrated at this moment.

Even the spirit wheel in Kong Ju's dantian began to rotate.

Boom! The rotation of the spirit wheel caused the surrounding spiritual energy to gather uncontrollably towards Kong Ju, and a strong wind blew.

It looks like it's about to break through the lifting wheel.

If it were any other cultivator, this would definitely be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to break through and ascend.

But this is not the case for Kong Jue.

"I can't break through now." Kong Ju murmured, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the spirit wheel that was about to move, forcibly stopping it from rotating.

It was not easy for Kong Ju to stop the spirit wheel by force, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

He didn't know how long he could suppress this cultivation.

If it happens a second or third time, he might not be able to hold it back.

"No, I have to get to the Frost Moon Altar quickly." Feeling a little urgent, Kong Ju did not delay any longer. After looking up to identify the direction, he used the Youxu body technique and rushed towards the Frost Moon Altar.

With the end of the Qinghu blessed land event.

The monks of Wudong all thought that they would have a few days of peace.

But as the news spread, the entire Wudong was like a huge rock thrown into the calm water, shaking the entire Wudong area and causing huge waves.

The spiritual chaos that has plagued Wudong for more than two hundred years was caused by the Dingyue Sect, the largest sect in Wudong.

This news was jointly announced by many sects including Cangwu Sect, Cuijin Sect, Mosheng Sect, Yaowang Valley, etc.

There is almost no possibility of rumors.

In addition, word of mouth from many monks who escaped from Qinghu blessed land made this news completely confirmed.

Even to convince Monk Wudong.

Tong Zhiyue, a powerful cultivator who had been in seclusion for a long time, even came out in person to confirm it.

Even the two demon kings of Qinghu blessed land walked out of Qinghu and expressed their firm stance on this matter.

This completely confirmed the matter between Dingyue Sect and the human spirit.

Monk Wudong was shocked, then furious.

The Dingyue Sect has always regarded itself as the authentic sect of Wudong. Normally, they would try to get a piece of any resource in Wudong.

This made many monks angry but dare not speak out.

That's all.

This was not enough, he actually used the monks of Wudong as nourishment and cultivated the essence of human spirit to form blood fruit.

I would like to ask, is there any sect whose cultivators have never suffered from the poison of human spirit essence?

Among them, the group of independent cultivators is the most miserable. Without the protection of the sect, the cultivators who usually cultivate the essence of human spirit pay special attention to them.

Many people who were lucky enough to survive the clutches of the Human Spirit Monks also lost friends or relatives.

Now that the mastermind behind the incident has finally been found, the entire Wudong people are excited and want to chop those people from Dingyue Sect into meat sauce and eat them alive.

"What a bunch of hypocrites, bastards! How dare such people call themselves orthodox in Wudong? What a bunch of beasts!"

"What did Dingyue Sect treat Wudong as? A beast kept in a farmhouse? They must pay the price for this!"

"Blood for blood, the Dingyue Sect must be destroyed. As long as it exists in Wudong, Wudong will never rest in peace."

Monk Wudong was filled with righteous indignation, and even cursed the usually submissive and docile casual cultivators.

One stone stirs up a thousand ripples, and the commotion caused by the Wudong cultivation world is far greater than Huangfu Ying expected.

He originally wanted to let the emotions boil for a few more days, and wait until a critical point before coming out and announcing the grand plan of attacking the Yue clan, so that things would come to fruition.

Who would have thought that many cultivators in the world of cultivation had already taken action.

Many disciples of the Dingyue Sect who were traveling in Wudong and had not yet had time to return to the sect were besieged from all sides on the day the news came out.

The independent cultivators or the cultivators from their own sects, without any orders, spontaneously began to attack the scattered disciples of Dingyue Sect.

Although the disciples of Dingyue Sect have life-saving methods and trump cards that far exceed those of other sects.

In addition, the disciples of Dingyue Sect all have valuable magical instruments, spiritual crystals, spiritual medicines and other precious items.

It has also aroused the greed of some people.

Only a few cultivators were able to return to Dingyue Sect alive.

For a time, Wudong was swept by a bloody storm, and rivers of blood flowed in various states.

In less than two days, all the disciples of Dingyue Sect scattered across Wudong were slaughtered.

The monks were still not able to vent their anger and were clamoring to attack the Dingyue Sect.

Huangfu Ying saw that the time was ripe, so on the third day he announced a plan to attack Ding Yue Zong, and all the major sects scattered across the cities and continents of Wudong cooperated.

The monks' hatred finally found an outlet.

They spontaneously gathered at the assembly points in various prefectures designated by the Cangwu Sect.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Although the individual cultivators and numerous small sects are not very powerful, the strength they form when gathered together should not be underestimated.

In this way, the forces of various factions, led by the Cangwu faction, officially began to gather to jointly attack the Dingyue Sect.

An earth-shaking change that will turn Wudong upside down is about to happen.

During this turbulent period in Wudong.

A tall young man traveled under the stars and rushed from the north of Wudong to the Frost Moon Altar, the border of several sects.

Phew! The snow and wind at Frost Moon Altar are still blowing, and even water can freeze into ice.

No matter how the seasons change outside, the snow here never disappears and it is always like winter.

Kong Ju stepped onto the Frost Moon Altar, his feet digging deep into the snow on the ground, feeling the cold snow brushing against his cheeks, his eyes sparkling.

His eyes looked at the devastated ruins and the altar rising from the ground in the center of the buildings, and there was a look of nostalgia in the depths of his pupils.

The last time he left here was three years ago.

At that time, he was just a young cultivator at the fourth level of Yanglun Realm, who had just walked out of the Miscellaneous Book Building.

He is the kind of person that no one would even bother to look at when he walks in a crowd.

Now, three years have passed, and when I return again, I have reached the peak of my career.

Moreover, Han Dong'er, who was notorious at that time and started the Frost Moon Altar Rebellion, is now a corpse in an ice coffin.

"What a fickle fate!" Shaking his head sadly, Kong Ju's gaze suddenly fixed on the altar covered with snow.

When Kong Ju came to the Frost Moon Altar for the first time, he was only thinking about opportunities and didn't pay any attention to the existence of this altar.

After going through so much over the years, he is no longer the heartless little monk.

Know the meaning of something like an altar.

There is an altar in Xihuang Small Blessed Land, and there is also a starry sky altar in Qinghu Blessed Land.

They all have strange effects in their respective areas.

For example, the altar in Xihuang Blessed Land was shattered by a long spear. Obviously, the person who did it was afraid of the effect of the altar and was afraid that it would summon some troublesome creatures.

The starry sky altar at Qinghu blessed land proves this.

Lingxi sacrificed himself and summoned a being clad in a starry robe, nearly annihilating all the disciples from various sects who entered that space.

With this thought in mind, Kong Ju looked straight at the altar and muttered to himself, "Then can this altar of the Frost Moon Altar also communicate with the outside world?"

But if it could be connected to the outside world, why did Guanghan Palace decay? These broken walls and ruins are the best proof.

Perhaps only Yi Zi Twelve knew these questions, but it didn't say anything, and Kong Ju didn't dare to ask.

"Huh! Never mind, let's go find Yi Zi Twelve first."

I could only shake my head and get rid of these irrelevant thoughts.

Taking a deep breath of the nostalgic cold air of Frost Moon Altar, Kong Jue felt like a fish in water in this environment.

He identified the direction and headed towards the secret room that was connected to another space.

He walked to the stone wall with ease and inserted the Frost Moon Sutra.

As the light of the formation surged.

Kong Ju's figure disappeared into the secret room.

It was still that dark and cold space.

Kong Ju opened his virtual vision and found that nothing here seemed to have moved after he left.

The ridiculously large Moon-Condensed Ice Ganoderma was still growing there, emitting a blue crystal glow.

Looking at the Moon-Condensed Ice Ganoderma, Kong Ju had an illusion.

He felt that it seemed to have grown bigger than when he left.

"It is estimated that it has become a spirit." Kong Ju now has a broader vision. He muttered to himself, seriously doubting whether this Yue Ning Bing Zhi has developed its own consciousness.

Kong Ju's voice was very soft and he didn't expect anyone to respond.

A childish voice suddenly rang out in this space at the same time as his muttering fell.

"You are the one who has become a spirit. Your whole family has become spirits!"

The girl's voice was filled with resentment and undisguised contempt.

"Those of us plant spirits who have achieved success in cultivation are called Qi Ling. You have been out for so many years, but have not made any progress. I am really worried about Yi Zi Twelve. Will you die out there?"

(End of this chapter)