"What the clan leader said just now is not an exaggeration. All this history is recorded in files in Tianqi. You can go and take a look."

The old woman looked like she was about to die at any moment, and her words were weak and limp, giving Kong Ju the illusion that this peak palmistry master was about to lose his soul in the next moment.

However, when she talked about the past of the Jinming tribe, he still listened patiently.

In any case, Kong Ju's opportunity is related to the Soul-Calming Bell, and the Soul-Calming Bell comes from the Jinming tribe. Maybe he can get some clues about this opportunity from this old woman.

Kong Qi even speculated: "Could the gift she mentioned be related to this opportunity?"

When the old woman mentioned the glory of the Jinming tribe, her haggard and shriveled face began to turn rosy and her voice became louder and louder.

"In my Jinming tribe, there once appeared an old ancestor Zaoxuan with unparalleled talent. He was only one step away from becoming an immortal. His cultivation reached the pinnacle, overwhelming all the realms in the Xianyun Realm. Even the blessed lands in the other realms had to give way to him."

"It's just a pity that he encountered the first emperor of all ages, the White Emperor, and left the stage in disgrace."

As for how she left, the old woman did not elaborate, or she did not know the whole story.

However, although Kong Ju did not witness Baidi's power with his own eyes, he could get a glimpse of it from the fact that Baidi collected skills and Taoist techniques from all over the world to forge the Enlightenment Monument.

Speaking of collecting, which sect would be willing to hand over their inheritance? Baidi traveled through many worlds and had no idea how many people he had fought with.

The ancestor of the Jinming tribe must be one of them.

"It was unfortunate for the ancestor of the Jinming tribe to meet the White Emperor." Kong Ju sighed softly.

In other words, those Zaoxuan Zhenren who were born in the same era as Baidi were all very unlucky.

The old woman became so excited that she lost her voice. She looked at Kong Ju with her cloudy and dull eyes and said softly, "The Soul-Calming Bell in your hand is the life-saving magic weapon of the Soul-Calming Master of my Jinming tribe. It has been nurtured by his true soul for thousands of years."

"As long as Zhenhun Zhenren crosses that chasm, the Zhenhun Bell may be transformed into a fairy weapon."

"It's a pity that Zhenhun Zhenren died at the hands of Baidi. The Zhenhun Bell is still only a quasi-immortal weapon, a top-grade quasi-immortal weapon."

Kong Qi's eyes lit up after hearing the old woman's words.

"The Soul-Calming Bell is actually a top-grade quasi-immortal weapon. It has the potential to transform into an immortal weapon."

"I knew the Soul-Calming Bell was not simple."

As he spoke, Kong Ju became more excited about the gift the old woman mentioned, and even said with 70% certainty: "This opportunity in Gujiang must be related to this old woman in front of me."

The Soul-Calming Bell has been refined by Kong Ju for many years.

There is no spirit in the weapon so far, and Kong Ju has been using it as a magic weapon for infusing spirits.

Even without a spirit weapon, its power is no less than any other powerful weapon infused with spirit.

After listening to the old woman's words, Kong Ju had a guess in his mind that this opportunity was related to the spirit of the Soul-Calming Bell.

Sure enough, just as Kong Ju had this idea in his mind, the old woman raised her head and stared at the witch god statue in front of her with her dim eyes.

"The Soul-Calming Bell has a very strong inhibitory effect on evil spirits like Wushen."

"It is also afraid of the Soul-Suppressing Bell, fearing that it will be promoted to an immortal weapon and threaten its rule."

"So after the witch god descended on Gujiang, the spirit of the Soul-Suppressing Bell was stripped out by it and suppressed and sealed."

As she spoke, the old woman's expression became solemn, and she spoke word by word: "The gift that my Jinming tribe wants to give to Master Kong is the spirit of the Soul-Calming Bell."

The old woman's words did not make Kong Jue ecstatic. Instead, he looked at the old woman in front of him with scrutiny and asked:

"Don't you from the Jinming tribe want to take back the Soul-Suppressing Bell?"

"Not only do you not want to take back the Soul-Suppressing Bell, but you also want to hand over the Soul-Suppressing Bell's spirit to me?"

Kong Qi's suspicious nature came back again.

He couldn't remember when his relationship with the Jinming tribe had become so good, so there might be a trap.

After years of experience, the geniuses who rose to prominence in the same era as Kong Ju died one after another, but he is still alive, which is closely related to his cautious nature.

The old woman had expected Kong Jue to give this answer.

She was silent for a while, and finally sighed softly, her voice dry and helpless.

"Although the Witch God Temple did not exterminate us due to the influence of the True Person consciousness of our tribe."

"But over the past ten thousand years, whenever a child with good talent appeared in the tribe, it would give him an oracle and sacrifice him on the altar."

"It caused a lack of successors in my Jinming tribe. Now there is no one in the tribe who is worthy of being the master of the Soul-Calming Bell."

"I am an old woman who has escaped the net. I have been alive for a thousand years, but my body is half buried in the ground."

After saying this, the old woman smiled bitterly.

"So that's it." Kong Ju understood what the old woman meant.

The quasi-immortal weapon does not belong to whoever gets it.

When the Soul-Suppressing Bell was still just a shell, the Jinming Tribe might still be able to control it a little.

Once the weapon spirit returns to its place, the arrogance of the top-grade quasi-immortal weapon will be so great that it will never be controlled by an ordinary person.

Even if the Jinming tribe got it, they would not be able to keep it, and they would probably fly away that same day.

The only one who might have a chance to try it might be the old woman in front of me.

However, since he is about to die, it remains to be seen whether he can defeat the Soul-Calming Bell.

Even if it is recovered by chance, the old woman will not live for many years, and it will all be in vain in the end.

"Are you from the Jinming tribe so willing to give up your clan's magical weapon?" Kong Ju asked with a smile.

"I'm not willing to accept this." Upon hearing this, the old woman gritted her teeth.

However, the strong reluctance eventually turned into a miserable laugh.

"But we have no way to take the Soul-Calming Bell from you. We might as well do you a favor."

"Xian Yu Yanhe is a member of my Jinming tribe, and has the pure blood of a real person."

"You are his disciple, so you have some karma with my Jinming tribe."

What the old woman said is indeed the truth.

Anyone from the Jinming tribe who dared to have any evil intentions towards Kong Ju's soul-calming bell.

The few peak palm masters from the Xianyun Realm who followed the tribe leader Jinming into the passage below would probably turn against him on the spot.

How can the Jinming tribe withstand the wrath of the Xianyun Realm?

To take a step back, even if there was no threat from those peak palm masters, the Cangwu Sect behind Kong Ju alone was a behemoth for the Jinming tribe.

It only takes a flick of the hand to destroy their Jinming tribe.

Of course, the reason why the Jinming tribe compromised so readily was also related to Kong Ju’s own strong strength.

In this battle against the Witch God Temple, Kong Ju came to the fore.

One person killed two people at the peak of their powers.

Definitely the peak combat power of one’s life.

Seeing that there was no hope of getting the Soul-Suppressing Bell back, the Jinming tribe simply gave the bell to Kong Ju.

In the future, if anything happens to the Jinming tribe, Kong Ju will never stand idly by, given the favor given to the spirit of the Soul-Suppressing Bell by the Jinming tribe and his status as a disciple of Xianyu Yanhe.

This move not only turned enemies into friends.

And he can also get the protection of Kong Ji.

After all, Kong Ju is too young now.

He is so young that it makes the Jinming tribe despair. He is less than a hundred years old, but he has the peak combat power of a living being. In another few hundred years, it is not impossible for him to become a Xuan.

After figuring out the key points, Kong Ju not only had more respect for Xian Yu Qingyu, the fence-sitter, but also sighed to himself: "No wonder Xian Yu Qingyu was able to snatch power from Xian Yu Yanhe's lineage back then."

"With this judgment and courage, Xianyu Yanhe's father deserved to lose. He deserves to be the chief of the Jinming tribe."

Now that things have come to this, there is naturally no need for Kong Ju to be coy.

Under the old woman's expectant gaze, Kong Ju cleared his throat and said what the former wanted to hear most.

"Okay, I'll accept this gift."

"In exchange, I will provide convenience or protection to the Jinming Tribe within my ability in the future."

"Just to ensure that your bloodline will not be cut off."

He just said what he could.

If things are beyond his ability, he won't fight for it.

This guarantee is enough. Obviously, the old woman in front of him did not expect Kong Ju to risk his life to protect their Jinming tribe.

After all, Kong Ju doesn't look like a fool at all.

However, the old woman was obviously not reassured by just a verbal assurance, and she looked into Kong Ju's eyes, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

Kong Ju immediately understood, raised his hands, made a gesture towards the sky, and uttered a clear oath to the heaven.

Until the last oath was uttered, a wave of power between heaven and earth descended upon Kong Jirou.

The old woman's face then showed some joy.

"Mr. Kong, I'll leave the Soul-Suppressing Bell to you."

After saying that, the old woman rushed towards the witch god statue in front of her without hesitation.

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"Roar!" As her spiritual consciousness fluctuated, the old woman was covered in a layer of golden bell protection transformed from her spiritual consciousness and rushed towards the statue of the witch god.

Clang! The peak of his power struck, causing the Wu God statue and the wall connecting the statue's body to tremble violently.

The rolling energy waves attacked Kong Ju.

He subconsciously took a few steps back to avoid the old woman's spiritual attack.

During the period when Kong Jue retreated.

The old woman launched dozens of attacks at the witch statue, and finally even used her own magical powers.

It transformed into a green-haired zombie that filled the space of the Witch God Temple.

Watching the old woman's actions, Kong Ju stared at the witch statue, looking thoughtful: "Is the weapon spirit suppressed under the statue?"

Under the old woman's continuous and fierce attack, the witch statue was slowly moved away.

A pit the size of a human head was revealed at the bottom of the statue.

Inside the pit, there was a grayish-white stone box.

The material of the box is exactly the same as the altar outside the witch god statue.

Obviously, they were all created by the witch god.

Without the suppression of the witch god statue, there was no need for the old woman and Kong Ju to take out the stone box.

Then a strong wave suddenly rippled out from the inside of the stone box.

Buzz! The waves came and touched Kong Jue's body.

A golden light flashed between his eyebrows.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the soul-calming bell trembled continuously. Uncontrolled by Kong Jue, it followed the golden light between Kong Jue's eyebrows and leaped out of the sea of ​​consciousness, hovering three feet above Kong Jue's head.

At this time, the stone box could no longer withstand the struggle of the internal forces.

Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the surface of the stone box.

Finally, under the gaze of Kong Ju, it exploded and turned into stone chips all over the sky.

A stream of light shot out from where the stone box exploded, heading towards the soul-calming bell above Kong Ju's head.

Kong Ju resisted the urge to dodge and watched the stream of light sink into the body of the Soul-Calming Bell.

As the owner of the Soul-Calming Bell, Kong Ju could clearly feel that there was something vaguely added to the body of the Soul-Calming Bell the moment the stream of light entered.

A powerful will slowly awakens from the soul-calming bell.

There is no need to think about it, the revived will is the spirit of the Soul-Calming Bell.

This magic weapon, which Kong Ju had always used as a spirit-infused magic weapon, has officially returned to the ranks of quasi-immortal weapons because of the return of the spirit of the weapon. It may be transformed into an immortal weapon, a top-grade quasi-immortal weapon.

Seeing this, Kong Qi's expression became serious.

"Hu!" After taking a deep breath, he clenched his palms into the air and the sound of Longquan was taken out.

After that, he used the Ancient Yue Yin Immortal Technique, and placed himself in the bright moon. He raised the Longquan Sound, made a posture as if he could attack at any time, and looked up at the Soul-Calming Bell above his head.

Quasi-immortal weapons are spiritual and will not recognize their masters easily.

Lei Zun also put a lot of effort into taming the spear back then.

Kong Ju was already prepared to fight against this quasi-immortal weapon spirit.

Even the old woman wisely chose to retreat. After knocking away the witch statue, she moved away from Kong Ju.

"If you can't win, you can't blame my Jinming tribe!"

The old woman looked at Kong Ju with a hint of anticipation, mixed with a hint of cunning.

The Jinming tribe is not a group of good men and women.

It would be fine if Kong Ju could subdue the Soul-Suppressing Bell.

If Kong Ju was killed by the spirit of the Soul-Suppressing Bell, the Xianyun Realm would have no reason to make things difficult for the Jinming Tribe.

Because recovering a quasi-immortal weapon is a very dangerous thing.

At that time, the Jinming tribe will be able to reap the benefits and even take the tribe's magic weapon back to the Jinming tribe.

How could Kong Ju not know what the old woman was thinking? He glanced at the old woman who had already retreated far away, grinned, and murmured softly: "This is an open conspiracy."

An open conspiracy is when people are forced to step on a trap even though they know it is there.

Of course, Kong Ju was willing to take the risk for the sake of a top-grade quasi-immortal weapon.

However, the development of things was somewhat beyond the expectations of the two.

The soul-calming bell vibrated and emitted wave after wave of energy fluctuations.

The spirit in the Soul-Calming Bell had no intention of attacking Kong Ju at all.

After hovering above his head for a long time, the light actually dimmed.

Finally, the Soul-Calming Bell did something that the old woman found incredible.

It actually took the initiative to fly towards Kong Ji's eyebrows.

This scene also made Kong Ju stunned for a moment. At first, he thought that it was a trap set by the old woman, and that she had done something to the Soul-Calming Bell to catch him off guard.

So he remained on guard.

Until the Soul-Calming Bell flew over and touched Kong Ju's forehead, it did not make any attacking move.

Finally, it turned into a silver light and sank into Kong Ju's sea of ​​consciousness.

"This!" Feeling the soul-calming bell returning to his sea of ​​consciousness, Kong Ju subconsciously made a puzzled sound.

The old woman smiled sadly after a brief moment of disbelief.

However, she quickly suppressed these expressions, bowed to Kong Ju from a distance, and her voice became even older.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Kong Ju. This Soul-Calming Bell recognizes you from the bottom of its heart."

"You are already its true master."

The old woman tried her best to keep her expression calm, but her trembling body betrayed her.

It can be seen that she was extremely unwilling to see Kong Ju regain the Soul-Calming Bell so easily.

However, when I thought about Kong Ju's previous performance and his terrifying potential in the future, I felt relieved.

"The immortal weapon has a spirit and knows who is qualified to be its master."

"This young man's future achievements are limitless."

Kong Ju confirmed it again and again, and in order to verify whether it was a trick, he even took out the Soul-Calming Bell from his sea of ​​consciousness again.

It was not until he tried twice and saw that the Soul-Calming Bell became as docile as a lamb under Kong Ju's manipulation that he believed that the Soul-Calming Bell had recognized him as its master.

“It’s really… unbelievable.”

Kong Ju could only use this sentence to describe his current mood. (End of this chapter)