In Gujiang, the word "Holy Son" represents the most noble living being besides the witch god.

The Jinming tribe is one of the largest tribes in Gujiang.

However, the patriarch of the Jinming tribe is still inferior to the Holy Son in status.

It can be said that the existence of the Son of God represents the God of Witches and is the God of Witches’ spokesperson on earth.

Its status and position are almost equal to that of the crown prince in the Tianqi Dynasty.

And the Son of God is noble not just in status.

Rumor has it that the birth of each generation of Holy Sons is extremely cruel.

He is not born as a Son of God.

At the beginning of his advent, the witch god would send down an oracle. There were countless tribes in Gujiang, and each tribe would select three young children for sacrifice.

Tens of thousands of children will enter the arms of the witch god at the altar.

Only the one who can walk down from the altar alive is qualified to become the Son of God.

Although I don’t know what the criteria are for the Witch God to select the Holy Son, there is one thing that must be acknowledged.

All the saints of Gujiang in history are extremely talented, and no other Gujiang cultivator of the same generation can surpass them.

The prince asked Kong Ju to stop Yu Suo Fang Ming, which shows that he thinks too highly of him.

Kong Ju was indeed struggling for a long time as to whether or not to take on this deal.

But the moment the prince took the tranquilizing pill out of his sleeve, Kong Ju still couldn't resist the temptation. He gritted his teeth and said, "I can't guarantee that I can beat him. If I can't, the prince can't blame me."

Although the calming pill is good, your life is more important.

So Kong Ju said that he could fight and would try his best, but if he really couldn't win, he would not fight to the death.

But no matter whether I can win or not, I have to give this calming pill to myself.

This request was indeed a bit excessive. Kong Ju rolled his eyes and looked at the calm prince in front of him, waiting for his reply.

I thought the prince would probably refuse.

Who would have thought that the prince just smiled when he heard this.

"Deal!" the prince agreed happily.

"Maybe he doesn't take the calming pill seriously at all!" Kong Ju looked at the prince's calm demeanor and seemed to understand something.

He was somewhat disgusted with the royal family like Tianqi. They were all full of the smell of money and were so... enviable.

It was late at night, and I was on my way back to the Princess's Mansion from the Prince's Mansion.

Kong Ju and Huangfu Wuqin strolled on the night street after the hustle and bustle had died down. There was a trance in their eyes, and they kept thinking about the news about Yu Suo Fang Ming in their minds.

Unfortunately, he didn't have much contact with the Gujiang witches.

Most of the rumors about the Holy Son of Gujiang also came from Gexia's observations.

If you want to truly understand the Holy Son of Gujiang, you have to ask the indigenous people of Gujiang, Zaifu Qiaoqiao.

Unfortunately, Zai Fu Qiaoqiao was sent by him to Tianquan Sword Sect to report the news to Shangguan Yuzhou, and for a while there was no one to question him.

"Judging from the prince's behavior, he probably doesn't know much about Yu Suo Fangming."

"Alas, it was really reckless to take this job just for a tranquilizing pill."

Kong Ju rubbed his brows which were causing a headache.

Fortunately, when he accepted the prince's request, he also left himself a way out. If he really couldn't defeat Yu Suo Fang Ming, he would have no choice but to run away.

"I was able to escape from Day and Wind, how can a mere Gujiang Saint be more powerful than Mingwu's magical power, Half-Step Palm Master?"

Only after arriving here did Kong Jue's uneasy mood finally calm down.

The change in Kong Ju's expression was not hidden.

Huangfu Wuqin, who had been walking side by side with him for a long time, saw all his emotions. When she saw Kong Ju's eyes finally regain clarity, she turned her bright eyes and asked leisurely, "What did the prince say to you that made you so absent-minded all the way?"

"It's not a big deal." Kong Ju didn't look into Huangfu Wuqin's eyes and answered vaguely.

What the prince said in Qinchun Garden involved too many things, and he didn't want to drag Huangfu Wuqin into it.

After all, Princess Lian Qing didn't tell her these things. If she said too much, she might upset her master's wife.

However, at such a close distance, Kong Ju could clearly sense the surging thunder spiritual power in Huangfu Wuqin's body.

This made Kong Jue's eyes uncontrollably glance at Huangfu Wuqin next to him, and he thought secretly:

"I can't say it clearly, but that doesn't mean I can't ask Junior Sister Huangfu to help."

Recalling the scene where Huangfu Wuqin and the prince looked into each other's eyes in the prince's mansion.

Kong Ju then remembered that Huangfu Wuqin beside him was the leader of Wudong.

When he thought of this, Kong Ju was shocked. He coughed twice and pretended to be serious. He called Huangfu Wuqin's name in a low voice, "Senior Sister Huangfu."

Huangfu Wuqin rolled his eyes and replied unhappily, "If you have something to say, just say it!"

She knew Kong Ju too well. Generally speaking, when he acted like this, it was probably not a good thing.

As expected, Kong Ju's serious expression lasted less than a breath, and he immediately changed into a warm smile: "You said before that we would go to Chaodi Ancient City to join forces to fight the enemy, right?"

"Of course. If the two of us were together, the prince would have to give us some space." Huangfu Wuqin puffed out her chest confidently. Although she didn't know what Kong Ju was planning, she was never vague when it came to fighting.

"It's settled then. We will fight the enemy together." Kong Ju smiled and did not mention the Holy Son of Gujiang at all.

Huangfu Wuqin opened her mouth. She had a vague feeling that she was being set up, but when she thought about it carefully, she realized that she was the one who proposed the idea of ​​joining forces.

Kong Jue simply repeated it.

After a short pause and thinking, Huangfu Wuqin, who felt that there was nothing wrong, nodded seriously: "Okay!"

With Huangfu Wuqin's promise, Kong Ju no longer had any worries.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

It is no exaggeration to say that the prince has already taken half of the tranquilizing pills.

There was no conversation along the way. After Kong Ju returned to the princess's mansion refreshed, he directly sealed the courtyard with his spiritual power.

"Let's put the matter of the Gujiang Saint aside for now. The most urgent task is to refine a third-grade elixir!"

Kong Ju gently closed the door to the courtyard and murmured something, knowing very well what he should do now.

Now that I have fulfilled my appointment with the prince, I have nothing to worry about.

Before going into seclusion to refine medicine, Kong Ju specially stepped to the barrier blocked by black ice and checked Dapeng's condition.

The green egg it turned into was even brighter than before.

The pattern of the green flame lotus on the surface of the eggshell is lifelike.

However, it will obviously take some time for it to break out of the shell.

There is no need to worry about this little guy making any noise while you are refining the elixir.

Moreover, there is Xianyu Yanhe's puppet refining technique, which is comparable to that of the Youjing realm, guarding nearby, and there is the divine puppet refining technique to control it. As long as the puppet is here, it is as if Kong Ju was here in person.

If anything really happened, he could use Xian Yu Yanhe's puppet body to deal with it immediately.

So Kong Ju just took a look and returned to the room.

Bang!

As the door closed, another layer of spiritual power restriction spread out from the room, blocking the courtyard inside and out.

In fact, none of this is necessary.

Not everyone dares to enter the Fifth Princess's Mansion.

What Kong Ju was afraid of was that someone in the mansion would break in without knowing it, such as Manager Ma, Huangfu Wuqin, and Congyun.

Having these two layers of restrictions is also a way of telling them that I am in seclusion.

After doing all this, there was a spacious bedroom illuminated by a spiritual lamp and candlelight.

Kong Ju had an idea.

Bang! With the surge of the spiritual light between his eyebrows, a dark cauldron was taken out from his sea of ​​consciousness and finally slowly fell on the floor of the bedroom.

The moment the heavy alchemy furnace fell to the ground, the floor of the room shook slightly.

Crash! Black water gushed out of the Xuanwu furnace, and the old turtle Xuan Heng appeared on the furnace cover with his eyes half open and yawned lazily.

"You little ..."

It thought Kong Ju summoned it out to ask something.

He had barely said half of his words when Kong Ju reached out his hand expressionlessly and lifted the stove cover, causing the old turtle sitting on it to stumble.

"You little bastard, how dare you treat your Grandpa Turtle like this!" The old turtle was furious.

Kong Ju simply ignored the old bastard. After many times of getting along with him, he already knew the old guy's character very well. He would only respond to hard tactics and would not respond to soft tactics.

As he thought about it, the old turtle's body was immediately suppressed by the Xuanwu furnace, turned into Xuan water and returned to the Xuanwu furnace.

"Finally, it's quiet!" Muttering to himself, Kong Ju sat on the ground and spread out the recipe of the Great Broken Mirror Pill on his knees.

He did not immediately start refining the Fengchun elixir. After all, it was a third-grade elixir, and he still had to warm up before refining it. He should first refine the Dapojing Pill.

After all, he has never used the Xuanwu furnace to make pills since he got it.

He had no idea what kind of benefit this spiritual furnace had in helping him refine alchemy.

If you try to refine the Spring Elixir hastily, you will waste 10,000 Spirit Crystals in one furnace. (End of this chapter)