The white spirit bird roams in the bamboo forest, and from time to time breaks into the nests built by other birds in the bamboo forest, occasionally stealing the eggs in the nests. If it finds the owner of the bird in the nest, it will beat the owner up directly.
It hates other birds' wings to be prettier than its own. If it encounters one, it will pluck its feathers and collect them.
He behaves like a bully among birds.
The birds in the bamboos are not frightened when they see it.
In the center of the bamboo sea, Kong Jue sat in mid-air on the top of a sacred bamboo, looking at the bamboo sea rolling in the wind like waves in all directions with a calm look in his eyes.
His index finger was slightly raised, with a black aura lingering around it.
The aura was extremely sharp. If someone else saw it, it would feel like being cut by a knife.
This is the intention of Kong Ju's arrow.
Such a sharp arrow, like a toy, moved according to Kong Ju's thoughts and slid between his five fingers.
Compared to when I first understood the meaning of the arrow, my arrow meaning now is undoubtedly more mature.
On that day, he shot an arrow that severely injured Jing Yushou and another arrow that injured Niu Fan, both of which were due to the blessing of the arrow's meaning.
Suddenly, there was a sharp flash in Kong Ju's eyes, and under his deliberate control, the arrow that was entangled around him was instantly torn apart in all directions and turned into black threads as thick as a hair.
Those silk threads instantly merged into the surrounding bamboo leaves.
The color of the bamboo leaves turned black, and they detached from the bamboo tips and began to rotate around the Kongjiao.
A rough count revealed that there were at least a hundred pieces.
They are all attached with Kong Ji's arrow intent. Every bamboo leaf has now turned into a sharp arrow and is controlled by Kong Ji.
As long as he thinks about it, he can fly out and start killing.
However, he did not do so. Instead, he precisely controlled the arrows attached to each bamboo leaf, and condensed them into various strange shapes in front of him like deploying troops.
This went on for a long time, until a look of fatigue appeared on his face, and then he withdrew his intention to shoot the arrow.
Looking at the black sharp blade wrapped around his fingertips, Kong Ju was obviously not satisfied with the speed of his current arrow spirit improvement. The color of the arrow spirit was reflected in his pupils, and he sighed: "Archery spirit is difficult to cultivate."
What he had been practicing before was the method of tempering arrow intent recorded in the Dunxu Arrow by Yu Xianqi.
It is indeed effective, but the progress is still too slow.
To achieve a breakthrough in archery, one must either improve in battle like Shangguan Yuzhou did, or have an instant enlightenment, to make rapid progress.
However, his talent in archery is obviously not as good as Shangguan Yuzhou's talent in swordsmanship.
Shangguan Yuzhou's swordsmanship has apparently reached its peak, while Kong Ju's archery skills are only slightly accomplished.
Of course, archery is not Kong Ju's most powerful skill.
His real strength lies in the power of his halberd, which has already reached a high level and is no less powerful than Shangguan Yuzhou.
"Forget it, I can just learn it easily anyway." As he spoke, Kong Ju withdrew the arrow intent from his fingertips and slowly closed his eyes.
The aura of the late stage of foundation building instantly emanated from his Dantian foundation.
It has been nearly a year since he entered the Ascension Wheel Realm, and he has simply made it from the middle stage of Foundation Establishment to the late stage of Foundation Establishment.
He is still some distance away from reaching the peak of foundation building after absorbing the Moonlight Yin Frost.
Seeing that the Earth Grade Dao Foundation was right in front of him, he felt a sense of urgency in his heart.
But breaking through to the Shenglun realm is much more difficult than the Yanglun realm. After checking his own foundation, Kong Ju slowly withdrew and took out a pill recipe with a flip of his hand.
It was the recipe for the Great Mirror-breaking Pill that Elder Lu Pingchang gave him, which could effectively enhance the strength of the Ascension Wheel Realm.
However, the elixir required for this second-grade elixir was extremely difficult to find. Kong Ju searched for it in Lingzhu Market for more than a month but to no avail, so he was delayed.
I can only take out the recipe from time to time to observe it as a consolation.
"I can ask Lord Wen if he has any information about that elixir." Kong Ju rubbed his chin with his hand and began to think about the Lord of Quanzhou.
The mansion owner seemed easy to talk to, and we had some dealings before. If the price was right, I believed he would help.
Of course, this needs to wait until Kong Jue has explored the Kuruo Temple.
Right now, the opportunity at Kuruo Temple is the most important.
Speaking of Kuruo Temple, the information obtained from Lord Wen made Kong Ju feel extremely wary.
I have been tossing and turning these past few days, wanting to give up, but also unwilling to let the opportunity slip away.
Think carefully and come up with an idea.
He had also cultivated the Jinming Soul Refining Method to the Shenglun Chapter, and also had two Shenglun Refining Puppets that had refined the essence of heaven and earth.
In such a dangerous place, it is natural to use puppets to explore the way.
"My two Ascension Wheel Refining Puppets will come in handy now. Even if they are all destroyed, it will be worth it as long as I can get this opportunity." Kong Ju gritted his teeth and hardened his heart.
Although the Ascension Wheel Puppet Refining Technique is precious, it is not as good as the opportunity on the Cloud Patterned Stele.
Of course, this is also a gamble. It is very likely that even if Kong Ju lost two puppets, it would be of no avail.
But he was willing to give it a try.
With the current strength of his spiritual awareness, he can easily control the puppet's every move from a distance of twenty or thirty miles.
If you use the Soul-Calming Bell to help, you can even control it from a hundred miles away.
Thinking of this, Kong Ju relaxed and practiced while waiting for the arrival of the winter solstice.
As for the Tianquan Sword Sect, Kong Ju thought about it and decided not to go.
What if both of his Dharma bodies were destroyed?
Xianyu Yanhe’s puppet refining can be a last-ditch effort.
It is the season of Frost Descent, although there is still half a month left before the beginning of winter.
White frost had begun to form in various places in Quanzhou late at night.
The green bamboos in Lingzhufang City seem to be unaffected by the climate and still remain green.
On this day, Kong Ju went to the tavern in the market town as usual and ordered some meat and drinks to satisfy his craving.
By the way, listen to the information coming from all directions.
Although his identity had been exposed to Lord Wen, the latter was obviously a tight-lipped person, so no one in Qingzhufang City knew Kong Ju's identity.
They only knew that this young man was an alchemist who wandered around the market town all day with a spirit bird.
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I drink tea in my spare time and sometimes go to a tavern to have a drink.
He looks very much like the second generation immortal from a certain sect.
After a few visits, many people have become familiar with Kong Ju.
Seeing Kong Jue walking slowly into the tavern with his hands behind his back, even the owner of the tavern greeted him with a smile: "Friend Changsong, are you still having the same three dishes today?"
Kong Ju naturally would not use his real name in this market, so he borrowed Zong Changsong's name and used it again without any guilt.
"Yes, thank you, boss." Kong Ju responded with a smile, and then sat back in his usual seat.
Soon, a plate of peanuts, a plate of beef, and a jar of Lingzhufang City's famous Qingzhu wine were brought up by the servant.
Kong Jue ate some peanuts and took a sip of the wine with a faint scent of green bamboo. The scent of green bamboo was still spreading in his mouth, and he looked very satisfied.
"The wines and beverages in Qingzhufang Market are the best in Quanzhou. You can buy some more before you leave and bring them to Senior Brother Shangguan."
These days, the competition between Shangguan Yuzhou and Zhu Wenyuan has come to an end.
On that day, sword cultivators from several surrounding prefectures gathered at Tianquan Sword Sect to witness the duel between the two talented sword cultivators, Wudong and Tianqi.
From what the drinkers around me said, that battle was truly spectacular.
The two fought on Meijiang River.
Zhu Wenyuan lived up to his name as the Little Sword Immortal of Tianqi. His sword was filled with murderous intent, and as soon as the sword came out, the swords of all the sword cultivators around him felt it and trembled in unison.
With one slash of sword, the ten-mile Meijiang River was split into two, causing this river that almost crossed Tianqi to almost dry up.
The Tianhe sword intent inheritance that Shangguan Yuzhou learned from Dongxian, the sword rain sky, were all split in half by Zhu Wenyuan's sword.
From the very beginning of the fight, we were at a disadvantage.
Fortunately, the battle took place on a river, and Shangguan Yuzhou's Tianhe sword intent and Taoist sword chanting in the water were at the best advantage in such a place, and he managed to stabilize the situation.
He used the Tianhe sword intent to mobilize the flow of rivers and matched it with the sword chanting in the water, causing the sky and earth to change color, dark clouds to gather, and heavy rain to pour down from the sky.
According to what the monks who were watching the battle said, in the heavy rain, both sides fought ruthlessly with their swords. Both were injured, but they fought to the death. The fight was so brutal that even the leader of the Tianquan Sword Sect clenched his fists.
Finally, Shangguan Yuzhou used a sword technique that was like a wave, controlling the torrential rain and the water of Meijiang River. With a single slash of sword, he cut off several surrounding mountains, severely injuring Zhu Wenyuan and deciding the winner.
Shortly after the victory, Shangguan Yuzhou also fell seriously injured and was politely taken back to the Tianquan Sword Sect for treatment.
After the war, Shangguan Yuzhou once said that he was the loser. In fact, he lost from the moment he made a move. Zhu Wenyuan's swordsmanship had reached perfection and was far superior to his own.
He completely relied on the right time and place to brazenly defeat Zhu Wenyuan with one sword strike.
Zhu Wenyuan said that he was the loser and he could afford to lose.
After the two fought, they actually became friends, which became a beautiful story in Tianqi.
However, the fight between the two also allowed the world to see how strong the two young men at the top of kendo were.
The names of Little Sword Immortal Zhu Wenyuan and Little Sword Immortal Shangguan Yuzhou of Wudong once again became the topic of conversation among the Tianqi monks after dinner.
As for the name of Master Bingpo Kong Ju, he was also praised because Shangguan Yuzhou was mentioned again.
After all, the two of them came from the same sect and were close friends. When one of them was mentioned, the other could not be separated from the others.
After learning the result of the battle, Kong Ju just shook his head and smiled without saying anything.
When Shangguan Yuzhou was in the outer sect, he understood the way of the sword in battle, which destined his future path to be filled with danger.
Just like the Tianquan Sword Sect this time.
This is also the reason why Shangguan Yuzhou is so strong.
"After this battle, perhaps Senior Brother Shangguan will gain some new insights." Kong Ju ate a peanut and thought to himself.
When Kong Ju was recalling the rumors about that battle.
He didn't notice at all that a monk wearing rough straw sandals suddenly walked into the door of the tavern.
He looked to be in his twenties, with a large face and a baby-like appearance, and there was always a kind smile in his eyes.
But it was strange for a monk like him to appear in such a place.
Many drinkers cast teasing glances at him with interest.
He didn't seem to care. He tidied up his gray cassock that looked like it had been washed many times, walked to the boss's counter, bowed, and said in a brisk voice: "Boss, can you give me some wine and meat?" (End of this chapter)