To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Chapter 6 Explosion Qi Pill

Gu Gu Gu Gu!

The spiritual spring surges.

Wisps of spiritual energy floated out from the gushing spring water, and were pulled by Kong Jiao, who was sitting on the edge of the spiritual spring, towards the two spiritual orifices in his body.

After the refining of the Falling Frost Wheel-Nurturing Scripture, it is finally transformed into pure spiritual power, which is incorporated into the Dantian to nourish the Spirit Wheel.

I don’t know how long he had been practicing, but Kong Jiao withdrew from the practice and stood up with a slender figure.

Compared to half a month ago, his aura was slightly stronger.

This kind of cultivation speed is almost surpassing that of ordinary disciples of the Three Spiritual Apertures.

"It is indeed a spiritual spring. No wonder everyone in the outer sect wants to enter the inner sect. With the help of this spiritual eye, cultivation will be easier with half the effort."

Kong Jiao was in a good mood, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

His half month of practice was almost equivalent to a normal month.

At this rate, it will take another year to reach the fourth realm of Wheel-Nurturing, half a year is enough.

"This is based on the premise that the spiritual spring is not large. The spiritual eyes trained by the inner disciples are probably more than twice as big as this spiritual eye."

"It seems that in the future it will be necessary to enter the inner door."

Kong Jiao, who has experienced the benefits of spiritual eyes, has already begun to think about the inner spiritual eyes.

But that was a long time ago.

The inner sect is extremely strict in selecting disciples, and those who can enter the inner sect are all talented people.

At least based on Kong Jiao's current strength, there is still a long way to go.

After stretching, Kong Jiao took two steps and lay down on a stone bed near the rock wall of the cave.

Then he casually took out a bottle of elixir from his arms, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it carefully.

The strong spicy smell wafted out of the bottle, irritating Kong Jiao and couldn't help but sneeze.

"Ah owe!"

Kong Jiao seemed to be accustomed to the smell of the elixir in the bottle. He rubbed his nose indifferently and looked inside along the mouth of the bottle.

Three dark red pills lay quietly inside the bottle.

These three pills are one of Chu Jianghe's net worth.

It was selected by Kong Jiao half a month ago along with Longbow Fengyu.

"Qi Pill, taking it can stimulate the spiritual energy in the body of the monks in the Wheel-Nurturing Realm, and temporarily improve their cultivation level."

"It is usually taken when fighting with someone. It has serious side effects and will damage the meridians. The effect of the medicine is over after the tea is used, and the spiritual energy in the body is emptied, allowing others to slaughter it."

He recalled that he went to the alchemy room to inquire about the efficacy and side effects of these three elixirs.

Kong Jiao frowned.

A pill that can damage the meridians can be imagined to be very powerful.

The side effects are obvious, but the advantage is that it allows the swallower to temporarily have the capital to fight enemies with higher cultivation levels than themselves.

Of course, time only lasts for a cup of tea, after which you will be dead.

Even so, Qi Pill is still one of the most popular elixirs in the alchemy room, with a single pill selling for up to thirty spirit crystals.

The outside world is dangerous, and when walking outside, you will inevitably encounter strong enemies, and you are afraid that you will not even have room to fight back if an unexpected situation arises.

Exploding Qi Pill allows you to escape with your life even if you can't defeat him.

"I can keep one as a spare and sell the other two." Kong Jiao made a small calculation.

His current cultivation level may only be able to withstand the side effects of one explosive Qi Pill. If he takes the second one, his meridians may be completely disabled.

The remaining two have been cashed out and can be replaced with other cultivation resources.

After thinking deeply about how to handle the Qi Pill explosion, Kong Jiao also climbed up from the stone bed and walked slowly outside the cave.

The time agreed with Makita has come.

He went to see what opportunities were waiting for him in the Spirit Field.

"This opportunity is much more valuable than the one in Zashulou. It's a five-spirit crystal."

In the cave, Kong Jiao's whispers sounded like a money man.

It's not completely light yet.

Makita, who has been a spiritual farmer for twenty years, sat on the edge of the Spirit Field early in the morning, looking up at the languid Spiritual Rice in the field with his tanned face.

The heavy rain yesterday did not make these Spiritual Rice radiant.

The culprits are those black pith-eating locusts that are the size of an index finger and have long transparent insect wings.

They fly and jump in the fields, climb on the branches of Spiritual Rice, and greedily suck the juice.

Makita would chase them away at first, or even catch them one by one, but then he became numb.

Those marrow-eating insects can't be driven away at all, and they can't be killed all. Catching them one by one is far unable to keep up with their reproductive capacity.

Makita also knows some Taoist techniques, but he doesn’t dare to use them for fear of destroying the Spiritual Rice.

Just as he said to Kong Jiao yesterday, Makita did not dare to invite even those other disciples who practiced ice skills because the chilling aura was too strong and Spiritual Rice could not bear it.

"I don't know if Junior Brother Kong is coming!" Makita frowned, took out a cigarette from his arms, and smoked it one puff at a time.

When he was young, he was also a high-spirited outer sect disciple, but due to the limitations of his talent, he was unable to break through, and in the end he could only become a spiritual farmer.

I have been farming in Ashen Parasol Sect for twenty years.

He's been like this his whole life.

It’s just that his child’s spiritual orifice was detected a few years ago and will be sent to Ashen Parasol Sect for training next year.

He plans to retire and return to his hometown after this year's work to enjoy a happy life and leave all the spiritual crystals he has earned for twenty years to his children.

Seeing that this year is the last one, God is so cruel that he will let himself get nothing.

The sect's punishment will definitely not be light.

Makita's thoughts wandered further and further away.

He was completely unaware that the morning sun was falling from the horizon, shining on a slender young man who was getting closer and closer.

"Brother Pastor, I'm here!" The young man's clear voice echoed in the fields.

…

Kong Jiao didn't mind the mud in the Spirit Field. He just stood in the center of the Spirit Field, leaning down and looking at the pith-eating worm clinging to a Spiritual Rice plant without blinking.

The insect was completely unaware of the approaching danger, inserted its mouthpart into the Entering Spiritual Rice, and tasted the sweet juice of the Spiritual Rice.

Kong Jiao stretched out his hand and pinched the marrow-eating insect that ignored him between his two fingers. After looking at it for a moment, he looked at Makita who was following him closely.

"Is this thing really so difficult?"

The latter sighed and nodded melancholy.

Kong Jiao didn't ask any more questions, and secretly mobilized his spiritual power to flow between his two fingers.

The marrow-eating insect, which was still running around, realized that the danger was approaching and wanted to spread its wings and fly away, but it couldn't break free from the strength of Kong Jiao's fingers.

After all, he was wrapped in the spiritual power of Falling Frost Wheel-Nurturing Scripture and transformed into an insect corpse covered with white frost.

Snapped! Kong Jiao exerted slight force with his two fingers and slowly crushed the marrow-eating insect corpse into pieces.

The latter did not move.

After Kong Jiao did all this, he gained confidence.

"There should be no problem!" Kong Jiao nodded towards Makita behind him and made a cautious judgment.

Makita looked ecstatic and said sincerely: "Then I'll trouble Junior Brother Kong."

After that, he hurriedly left the Spirit Field, leaving only Kong Jiao alone.

The latter stood between the waist-high Spiritual Rice, looking at the Spirit Field full of flapping wings of pith-eating insects with his narrow eyes, and slowly took in a breath.

suck! The breath rushed in, and his chest swelled.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in his Dantian that nourishes the Spirit Wheel also flows rapidly in his meridians.

Unlike the situation when he broke the Red Cloud Formation, his Cold Breath Technique took some time to brew this time.

When the breath in his chest and the spiritual energy circulating around him reached a certain critical point, he opened his mouth slightly.

call!

A soft cold breath spread from his mouth like mist.

The white cold air instantly enveloped Kong Jiao's entire body.

The water on the Spiritual Rice beneath his feet was covered with a layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With this as the center, the frost spread rapidly around the Spirit Field.

Wherever it passes, those pith-eating insects clinging to the Spiritual Rice to suck the juice will naturally not escape the fate of being covered by the cold air.

The dark insect body was unsurprisingly frozen on the Spiritual Rice by the cold air, turning into an ice sculpture, wiping out all life.

As for the Spiritual Rice, it was also covered with frost.

Spiritual rice is different from ordinary rice in that it is cold and heat resistant, but it is afraid of insects.

In addition, Kong Jiao intentionally controlled the power of the Cold Breath Technique, intentionally reducing its lethality and converting it into coverage.

Therefore, the fundamentals of Spiritual Rice are not harmed.

Within a few breaths, most of the Spirit Field had been shrouded in the mist of the Cold Breath Technique.

As the cold breath technique continued, Kong Jiao, who was in the middle of the cold air, could clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body was being consumed at a terrifying speed.

This was his first time using the Cold Breath Technique on such a large scale.

"The cultivation level is still too low." Kong Jiao muttered, but did not interrupt the release of the cold breath technique.

He exhaled another breath, desperately controlling his spiritual power and maintaining the spread of the Cold Breath Technique.

Until the entire Spirit Field was enveloped by the cold breath technique.

On the edge of the Spirit Field, Makita looked anxiously at the figure of Kong Jiao in the center of the Spirit Field, which was shrouded in white and difficult to see through with the naked eye.

"It must succeed."

(End of chapter)