Kong Ju sat on the stone bed with a gloomy expression. After thinking it over again and again, he decided to write a letter to Master Changqing.

First of all, the unusual movements of the Cangming Realm in the Endless Sea Thunder Domain should have been reported to Master Yu Changqing.

This matter has already involved the immortal level, so it would be useless even if I told my master about it.

Secondly, as a creator of the mysterious world who has survived before the changes in the spiritual power of the Xianyun Realm, Zhenren Changqing must have some knowledge of the Temple of the Witch God.

Kong Ju wanted to hear her thoughts. If she was pessimistic about Xianyun Realm's attack on the Witch God Temple, it would prove that the disaster that the Cangwu Sect encountered this time might have come from the Witch God Temple.

On the contrary, if Master Changqing thinks it is feasible, then the source of this crisis may be in other aspects.

This would eliminate the possibility of the Witch God Temple, allowing Kong Ju to shift his target to other places.

Taking out a jade slip specially used to record spiritual letters, Kong Ju carefully considered the wording and began to slowly record what he wanted to say on the jade slip.

After a stick of incense had passed, Kong Ju took the jade slip and confirmed again and again that nothing was missed. He called back the puppet Bird Maomao and handed the jade slip to it.

While the Maomao bird held the jade slip in its beak, Kong Ju cast a seal on it.

"Go." Kong Ju didn't need to say much. Under Yinfa's guidance, Maomao already knew where to go.

Crash! As the void in front of it was torn apart, the petite body of the puppet bird disappeared into the endless void.

At Maomao's speed, it would only take half a day to go there and back.

Kong Ju only needs to wait for the reply from Master Changqing.

Of course, Kong Ju witnessed such a shocking scene today, how could he just sit there and act like nothing happened?

His mind recalled what he had seen on the platform in front of the Qingcang Palace, and the calamities that had stained the fortunes of the leaders of the Cangwu Sect.

Kong Ju gently rubbed his brows and smiled bitterly: "I always thought I was the kind of person who could take care of myself at any time. Sure enough, I still can't turn a blind eye."

Humans are not plants or trees.

Kong Ju started his cultivation in the Cangwu sect.

He is familiar with every tree and blade of grass in the Cangwu sect, and his feelings for his friends and teachers in the sect are genuine.

So he still tried his best to resolve this crisis.

Even if we cannot resolve the problem, we must find the key point to break the deadlock.

It can be regarded as a way to repay the kindness that Lei Zun has shown to me.

Of course, if Kong Ju couldn't change the outcome despite trying his best, he had no choice but to accept his fate and run away.

Thinking of this, Kong Ju activated his own luck with an idea.

Let that ball of luck cloud, which was pure gold mixed with red light, float above your head.

What comes into view is the deep red color representing disaster, which occupies almost one third of Kong Ju's luck.

The area is comparable to the disaster that Lei Zun had experienced before.

Kong Ju had roughly understood the meaning of the area of ​​luck occupied by the calamity. Looking at the red calamity in the luck above his head, he said in a low voice: "The luck is filled with deep red, which means that there is no way to avoid the death calamity."

"The Second Prince died in that calamity."

"The disaster only occupies one-third of the area. It proves that although it is dangerous, there is still a glimmer of hope."

Therefore, the disaster that the Cangwu sect is facing this time may not be impossible to resolve.

But problems also followed.

Kong Ju's soul and spirit were separated into two. The soul in his physical body was tainted by the calamity. Then, would his soul hiding in the Monument of Enlightenment also be tainted by the calamity?

Is the calamity facing only this half of Kong Ju's soul, or is it facing all of Kong Ju's soul? Kong Ju is more inclined to the former.

Because he couldn't imagine what kind of disaster could reach the void and kill the other half of his soul.

Even an immortal cannot find the Enlightenment Monument in the vast void.

"I have practiced the Great Void Wandering God. Even if my soul is reduced to ashes, it can be reunited."

"But the other people from Cangwu Sect can't do that."

"I need to find a way to break the impasse."

Kong Ju looked coldly at the red energy that was stuck in the aura above his head, and suddenly he thought of a solution.

Since the cloud-patterned stele can suppress luck, can the calamity mixed in luck also be suppressed together, so that the calamity will not affect oneself? If he wants to do it, he will do it. Kong Ju did not hesitate to activate the cloud-patterned stele in his sea of ​​consciousness to suppress his luck.

Buzz! Along with the fluctuations of the cloud-patterned stele, the luck above Kong Jue's head was touched.

His luck, which was glowing in golden color, then dimmed.

At the same time, the deep red calamity mixed in with the destiny also dimmed, as if it had never appeared.

"It's possible!" Kong Ju's eyes lit up.

But soon his brows frowned again, as if he realized something was wrong.

Because once he restrains the fluctuations of the Cloud Pattern Monument, Yin Hong will once again cling to his own luck.

"I can't completely suppress my own luck."

"Then all my efforts to upgrade my luck to the third level would have been in vain."

Kong Ju was in trouble again.

If he wanted to continue to enjoy the blessing of the third-level luck, it would be impossible for him to suppress his own luck.

Because the calamity will not disappear on its own, it will only disappear after Kong Ju himself has experienced the calamity.

Just like Lei Zun’s luck returned to normal after he survived the catastrophe of death.

"So I will have to overcome this calamity sooner or later!" Kong Ju vaguely understood some of the mysteries of calamities in the world.

Half a day is not long.

Especially for Kong Jue, who has already mastered the art of palmistry, it is just a matter of closing his eyes for a while.

The puppet bird Maomao returned to Kong Ju's cave.

Just like when it left, it had a new light green jade slip in its mouth.

Kong Ju took the jade slip from Maomao's mouth and immersed his consciousness in it.

It is a reply from Master Changqing.

True Man Changqing first responded to Kong Ju's statement about the information that the leader of Cangming Realm was born in the Endless Sea Thunder Region.

"I have already checked that area, and there is no hope. Those people from Cangming Realm are just doing useless work."

"That Lei Xiu's Dharma body has already disappeared into the void. There is no trace left. It is impossible to find it."

Changqing's answer was not much different from what Ningshuang had said before.

Kong Ju continued to look down.

Next is Master Changqing’s opinion on the Xianyun Realm’s attack on the Wushen Temple.

"There are extremely dangerous things in the Wushen Temple. I do not recommend going there."

"But the gate to the other world is about to open, and Gujiang's stance is leaning towards the other world. The war is coming, and Gujiang is a problem. It is indeed time to fight."

"Here's a suggestion for you. Let Tianqi's gang follow you this time. It shouldn't be a big problem. They must have the means to deal with the thing in the Witch God Temple."

You can taste the certainty in Master Changqing's tone when he mentioned Tianqi.

Her opinion was the same as the prince's, believing that Tianqi had the means left by the White Emperor to completely defeat the evil creature in the Witch Temple.

At this point, there was no reply from Master Changqing.

The tone of the remaining half of the letter was clearly not that of Chang Qing Zhenren.

"Little Kongzi, when will you come to Fudi to pick me up?"

"Don't forget to bring some osmanthus cake from Yingxianlou when you come. Sister Long Shu wants to eat it."

The signature is Ningshuang.

Of course Kong Ju simply ignored Ning Shuang's words.

It was obvious that Master Changqing had no intention of releasing Ningshuang from the Qinghu blessed land.

Kong Ju had no intention of taking Ning Shuang back.

They both did it for her own good.

The essence of the human spirit is a rare spiritual object.

It is attractive for creating mystery.

If Zaoxuan from the Cangming Realm were to see a plant of Moon Condensing Ice Ganoderma that had been cultivated to the level of Palm Life, Kong Ju would definitely not be able to protect her.

So letting her stay in Qinghu blessed land is the best choice.

Seeing this, Kong Ju's consciousness withdrew from the jade slip, and combined with the reply from Chang Qing Zhenren and the previous conversation between the prince and himself, he said leisurely: "The words of the Tianqi family may have omissions. Even Chang Qing Zhenren is sure that Tianqi has a way to suppress the remnant of the evil immortal."

"It seems that the calamity of the Cangwu Sect did not come from the Wushen Temple."

In this way, the suspicion of the Witch God Temple can be ruled out.

"Where on earth did that come from?"

Kong Ju rubbed his eyebrows, with fatigue in his eyes.

The source of the disaster was unknown, so Kong Ju didn't know which direction to put his effort in.

After pondering for a moment, Kong Ju suddenly got up and went out.

When he came back again, he was holding a large roc covered with golden feathers in his hand.

He pulled it out from Tingshui Pavilion. Even though it is now grown up, it still has the habit of stealing food.

Of course, he had his reasons for bringing Dapeng back.

Just now, Kong Ju was on the main peak, using his Zhuwei pupil to spy on the many masters of the inner sect.

In the entire Cangwu sect, Dapeng is the only leader whose destiny is not mixed with misfortunes.

Dapeng's luck had never been revealed before.

It was not until Kong Ju initially controlled the Cloud Pattern Stele that he shook out its luck, which was also third-class luck.

"The speed of Dapeng is so fast that even a peak master cannot catch up with it. If it activates its Phoenix Blood with all its strength, it may have a chance of survival under Zaoxuan's hands."

"This may be the reason why Dapeng was not affected by this disaster."

Looking at the clouds of destiny above Dapeng's head, Kong Ju made a rough guess.

When Dapeng was first caught by Kong Ji, he thought he was going to be slapped again, so he stretched his head straight, ready to be slapped by Kong Ji.

However, he found that Kong Ju, who rarely did not scold him, looked into his eyes with an expression more serious than ever before.

"Dapeng, you must remember what I am going to say next!"

Kong Ju gently stroked Dapeng's head and spoke softly.

Dapeng, who had never seen Kong Ju speak to him in this way before, was surprised at first. Then, realizing the seriousness of the matter, he nodded heavily.

After giving Dapeng some instructions, Kong Ju, who had forced Dapeng to swear an oath to the Heaven, went out again without delaying for a moment.

He is going to look for Han Xi.

During this process, Kong Ju inevitably met other disciples active in the inner sect.

The more Kong Ju looked, the more frightened he became, because even inner disciples at the Shenglun realm, regardless of whether they had good luck or not, would have a deep red color appearing on the luck cloud above their heads.

Just as Kong Ju expected.

This disaster was not aimed at an individual, but the entire Cangwu Sect.

In the end, he didn't even look at the fortunes of others. He lowered his eyes and flew all the way to the restaurant outside the Cangwu Sect where he and Han Xi had parted before.

They had agreed before that once Kong Ju had settled Li Guigui, they would go look for him immediately.

But there was some delay along the way because of Kong Jue's matters.

When Kong Ju returned to the restaurant, he did not see Han Xi in the restaurant.

Even though he opened the Zhuwei Pupil, he could not find Han Xi's presence within hundreds of miles.

Apparently he had left.

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"Why did he just leave like that?" Kong Ju felt a little depressed, as if everything went wrong today.

He was not worried that Han Xi would not come back, because Kong Ju believed that he hated the remnants of Dingyue Sect to the core.

The only worry is whether Han Xi will stir up bloody storm in Wudong again.

If he refined the few existing palm masters of Wudong into human spirit essence, Wudong would no longer have the backbone force to resist the Cangming Realm.

Just as Kong Ju was standing by the window where they had parted before, wondering where Han Xi would go.

A blood-red bird suddenly flew down from the eaves of the restaurant and landed on Kong Ju's shoulder.

The bird was the size of a palm, inconspicuous, and its feathers were no different from those of sparrows outside.

However, Kong Ju twitched his nose and smelled a faint scent of human spirit from the bird.

Obviously, this bird was a means left behind by Han Xi.

When Kong Ju was still a cultivator in the Yanglun realm, he encountered a similar Taoist method when he participated in the battle to encircle and suppress the Blood Robe Alliance.

Sure enough, the bird opened its beak and a familiar voice echoed in Kong Jue's mind.

"I'm going to the Endless Sea."

"Don't worry, I'll be back when you attack Gujiang."

"Han Xi went to the Endless Sea?" Kong Ju repeated Han Xi's words.

After listening to the message, his tense body relaxed and he felt relieved.

The Endless Sea is now occupied by the Cangming Realm, and there is only one possibility for Han Xi to go to the Endless Sea.

That is to kill people and refine the essence of human spirits.

In addition, Han Xi was not far from breaking through the peak of his life, so his actions seemed natural.

He must have heard some rumors about the Witch God Temple and wanted to treat this battle with the best attitude.

"Okay!"

Han Xi went to kill the leader of Cangming Realm, so as to harm the leader of Xianyun Realm.

At least his sword is currently aimed at external parties.

Since Han Xi has left, there is no need for Kong Ju to stay here any longer.

After the bird finished reading Han Xi's message, it turned into a pool of red blood and fell on the floor of the restaurant.

Kong Ju casually touched the bloodstain, erasing Han Xi's traces, and then left the restaurant.

The war is coming.

Kong Ju could only suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

"The battle for the Wushen Temple is imperative."

"Another catastrophe is coming. Anyway, I can't find out what caused it, so let's put it aside for now."

"After the battle at the Witch God Temple, we will slowly investigate in secret."

Before that, all Kong Ju had to do was to retreat and improve his own strength.

He possesses four magical powers.

Gu Yueyin is close to perfection.

Dong Youzhu could travel a thousand miles a day with the help of Liu Che's unique eyes, and could barely see Zao Xuan's methods.

Taixu Youshen also made rapid progress.

The only one that I haven't mastered yet is the "Sealing Talisman", which is also the best offensive magic among the four.

Kong Ju planned to use the preparation time for Xianyun Realm's attack on Gujiang to learn the art of sealing talismans.

"In the final analysis, your strength is still not strong enough. If I were to create Xuan now, I wouldn't care about your fate."

"So improving your own strength is always the first thing to consider."

Inside the cave, Kong Ju's calm voice sounded.

Then he took out the prepared white paper talisman, spread it flat on the stone table, and slowly outlined the talisman with talisman ink gathered with his fingertips.

He can now draw most of the talismans for the Ascension Wheel Realm.

The next step is to work towards the palm-life-level talisman.

As long as he successfully draws the palm-life-level talisman.

This proves that he has achieved great accomplishments in the art of talismans.

You can further try to draw the "talisman species" needed for the entry-level sealing talisman method, so as to thoroughly master this immortal method.

Time passes by little by little.

After discussions among the forces of Yunmo, Wudong, Wujinhai, and Tianqi, the time for attacking the Witch God Temple was finally set at the Autumnal Equinox.

That is half a year later.

Because this is the first time that all the places in the Xianyun Realm have joined forces, and they are facing a behemoth like the Witch God Temple that has been left over from the Baidi period.

There cannot be any negligence.

Every aspect needs to be taken into consideration, and the powerful people in charge also need to arrange their own trump cards.

Half a year of preparation is already very rushed.

If it weren't for the fact that the gate was about to open, the preparation time might have been even longer.

Influenced by the pre-war atmosphere.

There are many monks in Wudong, and Kong Ju is not the only one in seclusion.

Almost all the palm students chose to immerse themselves and prepare their own methods.

Huangfu Ying is the only one left in the entire Cangwu sect who is still in charge.

Time flies, spring goes and autumn comes.

The masters of Wudong came out one after another.

The first one to come out of seclusion was Ting Yanke, who had completely refined the section of the Green Bull Python's spine that Changqing Zhenren gave him.

The entire spine is green like jade.

The demon clan’s first resort is always their physical body which is comparable to a magical weapon.

With the help of the Green Bull Python's spine and the blessing of the magical power of Binding Shadow Ghost, Ting Yanke's strength has already ranked among the best among the many demon kings in the middle stage of Palm Life.

The second person to come out was Dongxian.

He returned to seclusion shortly after meeting Han Xi.

Perhaps it was the brief sword-fighting battle with Han Xi that gave him some insights.

The shackles of kendo that had never been broken were loosened.

The moment he came out of retreat, sword intent was overwhelming, filling the entire inner gate like raindrops.

The third person to come out of the customs was Huangfu Wuqin.

After Kong Ju, she is the second disciple of their generation to break through to the middle stage of Palm Life.

Her talent was as amazing as ever, and it showed no sign of stagnating after entering the palm of life.

The fourth person to come out of the customs was Shangguan Yuzhou.

Compared to his master's movements, he pales in comparison.

The fifth one is Dapeng. It did not practice in seclusion, but just stayed in Tingshui Pavilion for half a year with good food and drink. After coming out, the bird had become fatter.

Except Lei Zun and Huangfu, five of the eight great masters of Wudong have come out of seclusion.

Only Kong Ju's cave remained, and it was still tightly closed.

Inside the cave, Kong Ju stared intently at the talisman in front of him that had been mostly drawn.

With the help of the power of the soul, the ink on the fingertips smoothly outlines the mysterious patterns.

His gaze shifted to the ground of the cave.

Densely packed and stacked talismans have covered the floor of the cave in countless layers.

Nine out of ten of them are defective.

Only one or two percent of the talismans are finished products.

Among the finished products, almost all are talismans of Shenglun realm, and there is not a single talisman of Zhangsheng realm.

In other words, in the past six months, Kong Ju has not successfully drawn a palm-level talisman.

Looking back at Kong Ju's face, his expression was calm, without a trace of impetuousness.

He seemed to have been completely immersed in the art of talismans and had long forgotten whether he succeeded or failed.

If there is a problem with the talisman, throw it away immediately and replace it with another one without wasting any time.

It was the third day before the Cangwu Sect was about to set out.

Kong Ju, who had maintained the same posture for half a year without moving a single step, suddenly stiffened.

In his hand, there was a palm-born level talisman, the talisman called Qingyin Soul Protection Spell, which he drew the final stroke perfectly.

The moment the last stroke is made.

Every stroke of the talisman was connected naturally, emitting a soft halo as soft as a clear spring, accompanied by loud Buddhist music.

"The Qingyin Soul Protection Spell has a certain degree of defensive power against palm-born-level soul attacks."

"The specific degree of defense depends on the cultivation level of the person who drew the talisman."

"I am now in the middle stage of the Palm Life. This Qingyin Soul Protection Spell can at least resist the soul attacks of the middle stage of the Palm Life."

Listening to the Buddhist sounds coming from the talisman, Kong Qi's eyes became bright. (End of this chapter)