"On the day when Chaodi Ancient City ended, the news that the three suspected people in the imperial city were watching had spread to Wudong."

"Many sects in Wudong are in a state of panic. People from Cuijin Sect, Mosheng Sect, and Yaowang Valley have come to your master many times to discuss countermeasures."

"There are also envoys visiting from the Endless Sea."

When Dongxian mentioned the Endless Sea, Kong Ju's eyes sparkled and he repeated, "Endless Sea?"

Wudong is adjacent to the Endless Sea, but there is not much intersection between the two regions on a daily basis.

In the face of the impending catastrophe that threatens the entire Xianyun Realm, Wudong and the Endless Sea can serve as natural allies and support each other.

This is a natural advantage that Wudong and Tianqi do not have.

Thinking of this, Kong Ju responded, "The Endless Sea can lower itself to visit our sect, which shows that they can see the situation clearly."

Dongxian nodded, obviously agreeing with what Kong Ju said, and immediately said: "Your master also means the same thing."

"Before he went into seclusion, he had already contacted several major sects in Wudong. When the time comes, we will go out to sea together and go to the Endless Sea to discuss relevant matters in detail."

At this point, Dong Xian suddenly looked at Kong Jue with some deep meaning: "Now that your master is in seclusion, you should share some of the sect affairs."

"In two months, it will be the agreed time. You will go to the Endless Sea as the eldest disciple of the Cangwu Sect, along with the leaders of the Cuijin Sect, Mosheng Sect, Yaowang Valley and other Wudong sects."

Kong Ju immediately understood Dong Xian's considerations.

Currently, Huangfu Ying is in seclusion, and Lei Zun is protecting him.

The sect cannot be without Zhang Sheng in charge, and Dong Xian is definitely indispensable.

His status as the sect master's first disciple was enough for him, so this trip to the Endless Sea should have been arranged long ago.

When he got to this point, Kong Ju bowed deeply to Dong Xian and said respectfully, "Disciple understands."

If a sect wants to stand for a long time, the combat effectiveness of its disciples is naturally an indispensable part, and it also needs people who are good at planning and making decisions.

In Dongxian's opinion, Kong Ju is the candidate who has both.

His words "disciple understands" deeply touched Dongxian's heart. He nodded and added: "Shi Jinchi and He Xijin will go with you then."

After talking about sect affairs, Dongxian suddenly took two steps towards Kong Ju and came in front of him.

A smile suddenly appeared in eyes that were sharper than swords.

Kong Ju didn't know what Dong Xian was thinking, so he could only lower his head and not look directly into those eyes.

All I heard was Dong Xian slowly saying, "The next thing is a private matter."

"Private matter?" Kong Ju raised his eyebrows. He didn't remember any intersection between him and Dong Xian.

However, he just listened to his elders' lectures and did not dare to ask more questions.

When Kong Ju heard what Dong Xian said next, his face froze for a moment.

"Mu Xiaoye was brought back to the sect by you, and he has a deep relationship with you."

"That girl has a very smart mind and her swordsmanship is not inferior to Yu Zhou. I plan to take her in as my disciple when she enters the inner sect. What do you think?"

"Uncle Dongxian wants to take Mu Xiaoye in?" Kong Ju's voice was a little surprised.

In fact, according to seniority, Kong Ju should have called Dong Xian "Uncle Master" long ago.

It's just that he was too wary of Dongxian's identity and always addressed him as the hall master. Now that his emotions were fluctuating, he subconsciously called Dongxian "uncle master".

After a brief moment of shock, Kong Ju's face suddenly lit up with a smile, and he replied without thinking: "It is a blessing for Xiao Ye to be valued by Master Dong Xian, and I, the disciple, naturally wish for it."

Kong Ju's words absolutely came from the heart.

Dongxian is known as the Tianhe Sword Immortal.

With his strength and status, the number of people who want to become his disciple in Wudong can be lined up from here to the endless sea. No one can resist such a great temptation.

It is definitely a great opportunity for Mu Xiaoye to be valued by him.

The only thing Kong Qi didn't expect was.

"This girl Xiaoye actually has a talent for kendo!" Kong Ju recalled Mu Xiaoye's noisy little face in his mind, and an indulgent smile appeared uncontrollably at the corners of his mouth.

"Okay, it's settled."

Dongxian actually doesn't need to care whether Kong Ju agrees or not.

Given his status in the Cangwu sect, if he wanted to become the first disciple, he only needed to say a word.

The reason why he could ask him one more question was because Kong Ju’s identity and strength were already the highest among the Cangwu sect, except for a few monks.

It also indirectly expresses the importance of Kong Ji.

Let’s stop talking about both official and personal matters.

Dongxian's other disciple was in a good mood, and his voice was much gentler: "You are tired after the long journey, go back and have a good rest."

"Then I'll take my leave!" Kong Ju bowed respectfully and then slowly left the study.

All he could think about now was the fact that Tosen was going to accept Maki Ono as his disciple.

After walking out of the Qingcang Palace, he stood on the platform outside the palace, following the night, and looked towards the other four peaks of the Cangwu inner gate.

"Three years have passed. If you calculate his age, Xiao Ye should be twelve years old now. He has grown a lot taller."

Upon hearing that Dongxian was accepting a disciple, Kong Ju subconsciously wanted to look for Mu Xiaoye.

While looking at this girl, tell her the good news.

But it was already late at night, and Mu Xiaoye had been sent to the outer gate. Kong Ju had not been back for many years, so he had no idea where Mu Xiaoye was.

It’s not convenient to look for her at this time.

Kong Ju glanced at the boundary between the inner and outer gates of the Cangwu Sect, and said with a chuckle, "Ask Senior Brother Song, the sect leader, before going there during the day, and prepare some gifts for the girl."

After saying that, Kong Ju's figure disappeared above the main peak in a streak of light, heading towards the outer gate barrier.

He was not going to look for Mu Xiaoye, but to visit another friend he had when he was in the outer sect.

Feng An.

When Kong Ju left Wudong, Feng An was already preparing to break through the eighth realm.

In addition to the small Broken Mirror Pill left by Kong Ju, now that three years have passed, Feng An’s strength should have reached the peak of the ninth realm.

But he was old and had long passed the age of entering the inner gate.

Unless he breaks through the lifting wheel, there is no possibility of entering the inner gate, so Kong Ju went to the outer gate to look for him.

"Let's go have a drink with Senior Brother Feng An! And by the way, listen to his latest intelligence." As the sky was flying, Kong Jue had a nostalgic look on his face.

Thinking back to when he was still a young monk, he would often visit this old man. The two of them would drink and chat in the courtyard, and he would hear a lot of intelligence from him.

In the blink of an eye, six or seven years have passed.

Kong Ju heard most of the situation of the sect's upper echelons from Dong Xian.

It is also necessary to listen to Feng An's gossip from the lower levels of the sect.

After all, there are some things that do not need to be taken seriously in the eyes of Dongxian, the great master of life.

But for the disciples of Cangwu Sect, it is a matter of great importance.

In just a cup of tea, Kong Ju flew all the way from the main peak of the inner gate to the outside of Feng An's courtyard.

Kong Ju could hear the sound of the spiritual spring from afar.

He did not fly directly into the courtyard as a sign of respect for his old friend.

After tidying up his clothes a little outside the courtyard gate, Kong Ju walked to the gate in two or three steps, stretched out his hand, and gently knocked on the door panel.

Along with the sound of Kong Ju knocking on the door, Kong Ju's voice was also heard inside the courtyard: "Senior Brother Feng An, haha, I'm back!"

In the darkness of the night, after the voice was heard, no one responded for a long time.

Kong Ju frowned and muttered, "Maybe he's not at home."

Just as Kong Ju was about to use his virtual soul vision to spy.

There was a noise outside the courtyard. With Kong Ju's current level, no one could get within a thousand feet of him quietly without making any noise.

Fortunately, Kong Ju was not that sensitive as he was in the sect's safe area. He subconsciously turned his head to look at the night outside the courtyard.

Although it was late at night, there was no moon in the sky and the light was dim, it did not affect Kong Ju's eyesight much, and he could see the woman's face clearly.

"Junior Sister Zhou!" Kong Ju's face was immediately filled with smiles. The person who came was Zhou Tingyu.

During the trip to Frost Moon Altar, he, Feng An and Zhou Tingyu formed an indissoluble bond.

It can be said that it is fate that I met Zhou Tingyu in front of Feng An’s courtyard today.

Now, three years have passed, and that naive girl has finally grown up.

Kong Ju looked Zhou Tingyu up and down, not hiding his admiration, and praised her: "Junior Sister Zhou is becoming more and more feminine."

Zhou Tingyu not only has a mature temperament, but her cultivation has also reached the eighth level of Yanglun.

Hearing Kong Ju calling her name softly, Zhou Tingyu smiled sweetly, her voice less childish than when she was young, and more beautiful and intelligent.

"Senior Brother Kong is back!"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

It may be because Zhou Tingyu is close to her aunt Zhou Shangxiang.

Zhou Tingyu has some of Zhou Shangxiang's shadow.

"Yes, I just came back." Kong Ju nodded, still smiling.

"I just came back to see an old friend. I was just about to visit Senior Brother Feng and then I'll go find you."

At this time, Zhou Tingyu had already walked close to Kong Ju.

When Zhou Tingyu heard Kong Ju mention Feng An's name, a strange look flashed on her face. She took a deep look at Feng An's courtyard and then looked up at Kong Ju, who was a head taller than her.

His tone contained an unclear emotion: "Senior Brother Kong, Senior Brother Feng is not in the courtyard right now."

As Zhou Tingyu grows older, she becomes more reserved.

But the expression that flashed across his face could not escape Kong Ju's eyes. He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart and his tone became more serious: "Where is it?"

"Come with me!" Zhou Tingyu didn't say much, and walked towards the path beside the courtyard in a low voice.

Not long after, Kong Ju and Zhou Tingyu stopped at the back mountain less than 500 feet away from the courtyard.

It was a meadow, full of a large patch of wild grass called mustard.

A mound of earth was extremely eye-catching among the weeds. The surrounding soil had been recently renovated and still smelled of soil.

Zhou Tingyu led Kong Ju and stood at the edge of the grass, looking at the pile of dirt with a silent expression and no extra words.

Because when Kong Ju saw the mound of earth, the answer appeared in his eyes.

The two looked at the grave mound from a distance and did not talk for a long time.

Occasionally, the chirping of unknown insects echoes around the grass in the night.

"Did Senior Brother Feng An die at the hands of someone else?" Kong Ju stared at the mound for a long while and spoke softly, glancing at Zhou Tingyu's calm face as he spoke.

Feng An's strength is not weak among the outer sects. He is also clear-headed and cautious. During his training in the outer sect, he was able to escape from the pursuit of many Blood Robe League disciples.

Kong Ju did not think that Feng An would die at the hands of outsiders now that the Cangwu Sect was at its peak.

Zhou Tingyu nodded gently, with a hint of sadness in her eyes, and said in a calm tone: "Senior Brother Feng An passed away when he broke through the Ascension Wheel."

"A year ago, when he was about to break through, Junior Sister went to find Auntie and asked for a Shenglun Pill for Senior Brother Feng An."

"Unfortunately, he was ultimately unable to take that step and died in the sect's spirit chamber, his spirit wheel shattered."

"So that's it!" Kong Ju nodded silently.

It is not easy to break through the Ascension Wheel. For ordinary disciples, breaking through the Nurturing Wheel and the Ascension Wheel is a matter of life and death.

Many people holding the Shenglun Pill dare not take that step.

Otherwise, the status of Shenglun would not be so high.

Kong Ju shook his head, without any sadness on his face, and sighed with a rather melancholy tone: "Senior Brother Feng An is really strong-willed!"

Feng An suffered a disaster when he was young, which damaged his origin.

By the time his body recovered, he had already entered middle age.

Kong Ju is now also a third-rank alchemist. He knows that although the Soul-Enhancing Pill can heal Feng An's fundamental injuries, more than ten years have passed and those injuries have already left hidden scars.

There is no way a soul-enhancing pill can completely cure it.

Only a rare spiritual creature from heaven and earth could fully nourish him to his peak.

The best destination for Feng An is to stay in the ninth level of Yanglun and not try to break through.

But Feng An was also a genius when he was young, so he was not willing to stand still.

Especially when there is still the Shenglun Pill, you should fight to the death. It is better to die on the road than to run out of life.

Since it was Feng An's own choice, Kong Ju did not show any sadness.

The Feng An of today may be the same person he will be in the future.

It was just that he lost a good friend, and Kong Ju lost someone with whom he could confide and drink.

Thinking of this, Kong Ju took out a jar of green bamboo wine from his Qiankun bag. It was a specialty of Tianqi Lingzhufang City.

"I was originally thinking of drinking with Feng An." Kong Ju whispered to himself, picked up the wine jar and walked to Feng An's grave, pouring all the green bamboo wine in front of the earthen mound.

Smelling the rich aroma of Qingzhu wine after it was sprinkled on the soil, Kong Ju smiled softly and said, "It can be considered as drinking now."

After doing all this, Kong Ju turned to look at Zhou Shangxiang behind him and asked, "Did Senior Brother Feng have any last words before he died?"

Feng An is the kind of person who thinks ahead and behind. Before he goes into seclusion, he will definitely consider the possibility of failure in breaking through.

So Kong Ju asked.

"Senior Brother Feng An said that if we fail to break through, we should just find a random pile of dirt and bury ourselves. Don't leave your name behind."

Zhou Shangxiang tried to keep calm on her face and forced a smile: "He said that as a good friend of Senior Brother Kong Ju, it would be embarrassing for you if you can't even break through the Ascension Wheel."

"This old guy." Kong Ju cursed with a smile.

Feng An may have his own reasons for being so eager to break through the lifting wheel.

Seeing your former companions, who have shared hardships with you, drifting further and further away, of course you will want to catch up with them.

"Anything else?" Kong Ju asked again.

"Senior Brother Feng An left behind a book on his experience in refining instruments. He said that he could refine top-grade instruments. Although he is not a master, it is at least the result of his decades of hard work."

"He doesn't want to leave no trace after his death."

"So before he went into seclusion, he specifically gave me the weapon refining experience, saying that he would give it to you when you come back, and you would handle it properly."

As Zhou Tingyu spoke, she took out a booklet bound with ordinary rice paper from her storage bag, walked forward and handed it to Kong Ju.

Kong Ju took the thin book which had less than a hundred pages in total. The words "Xiao Ting Refining Equipment" were written on the black cover.

The paper was ordinary and the content was unremarkable.

The handwriting was like misty scales and cloud claws, just like when Feng An smiled, revealing a sense of stock mercenary.

Kong Ju tightened the "Xiao Ting Refining Equipment" and said softly:

"I will put this "Xiaoting Refining Equipment" into the library, and my Cangwu Sect disciples will still read it."

"In this way, Senior Brother Feng An can be regarded as having made a contribution to the weapon-refining skills of our Cangwu Sect. I believe he also thinks so."

Although Zhou Tingyu tried her best to conceal her emotions along the way, with the return of Kong Ju, she recalled the scenes they had at the Frost Moon Altar and found it a little unbearable.

With a tearful tone in her voice, she trembled as she said, "Senior Brother Feng An left a message for you."

"What?" Kong Ju's voice was very soft.

Zhou Tingyu's eyes were filled with sorrow just a moment ago, but before she spoke, she couldn't help but burst into laughter while crying. She imitated Feng An's tone and said loudly, "Hahaha, Junior Brother Kong, you never expected that!"

Kong Ju looked at Zhou Tingyu's expression in front of him with a stiff face, which looked like she was neither crying nor laughing, and was stunned for a long moment.

Then he smiled, turned around and cursed at Feng An's dirt bag, "What an old bastard!" (End of this chapter)