To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Chapter 86 "Snow Burial Record"

Outer Gate Kung Fu Pavilion.

Kong Jiao stood at the gate with a strange expression, and next to him was Shangguan Yuzhou.

"Senior Brother Shangguan, when you said that an elder of the sect wanted to buy this silver essence for his nephew, he couldn't be talking about Zhao Wei and Deacon Zhao." Kong Jiao thought about it for a long time and squeezed out this sentence. Ask Shangguan Yuzhou.

Shangguan Yuzhou did not deny it. Seeing Kong Jiao's strange expression, he asked with interest: "Do you know Deacon Zhao?"

"Of course we know each other!" Kong Jiao's expression became subtle, and he could only say: "We are old acquaintances."

Falling Frost Wheel-Nurturing Scripture was purchased from Zhao Wei, and "Xian Ji" was also borrowed from Zhao Wei.

Not only Kong Jiao had a profound influence on him.

Zhao Wei is also very unforgettable about being afraid of Kong.

"It would be better to know each other. Let's go, Junior Brother Kong, don't keep the elders waiting." Shangguan Yuzhou was not aware of Kong Jiao's helplessness. He waved his hand and walked ahead.

Kong Jiao opened his mouth on the spot, and finally followed him, but he thought in his heart: "Elder Zhao has long suspected that I have been to Shuangyue Altar. Now that my strength has grown so fast, I am afraid that he has been convinced." speculation."

"But fortunately, the boss is suppressing this matter. I don't think he can do anything about it."

No matter how big Deacon Zhao is, he is only one deacon to the left and right, and even the deputy director of the Law Enforcement Hall has a higher position than him. Kong Jiao feels that with the name of the leader, it will be no problem to restrain him.

Thinking about it.

He has followed Shangguan Yuzhou into the Kung Fu Pavilion.

Kong Jiao looked around, but did not see Zhao Wei in a familiar position. Shangguan Yuzhou led him straight to a tea room inside the Gongfa Pavilion.

"Deacon Zhao, we're in." Shangguan Yuzhou called softly towards the tea room, and then he and Kong Jiao entered the tea room space where the aroma of tea was already fragrant.

Kong Jiao didn't have time to smell the scent of tea in the air that was obviously made from valuable tea leaves, and looked inside.

Above the tea seat, the familiar figure of Elder Zhao Wei sat.

Next to him was a middle-aged man with a beard and a weathered face.

The man's facial features are somewhat similar to those of Zhao Wei. He must be the nephew of Deacon Zhao mentioned by Shangguan Yuzhou.

When Kong Jiao saw Zhao Wei, the latter of course noticed him.

After seeing Kong Jiao, Zhao Wei was obviously stunned for a moment.

He first met Kong Jiao, but a year ago, when Kong Jiao was just a young monk in the third realm of Wheel-Nurturing.

Now, only one year has passed, and we are already in the sixth realm of Wheel-Nurturing.

"This terrifying cultivation speed is simply a monster."

After a brief daze, Zhao Wei showed a meaningful smile again.

If he was just guessing before, then he is now certain that Kong Jiao has been to Shuangyue Altar.

However, the senior officials of the sect knew that this matter was suppressed under the instruction of the leader, so Zhao Wei naturally did not dare to ask any more questions.

"If I can let the leader personally handle the matter, I'm afraid this kid has already caught the attention of the leader." Zhao Wei thought silently. At the same time, he felt that this time the deal would be difficult to negotiate. He originally thought of selling it as an elder of the sect. With a good face, it can be cheaper at least.

Who would have thought that the junior brother Shangguan Yuzhou mentioned was actually Kong Jiao.

While Zhao Wei was thinking about how to negotiate this deal.

Kong Jiao had already walked closer, bowed to Zhao Wei openly, and said with a friendly smile, "We meet again, Deacon Zhao."

"Meet Mr. Kong again." Zhao Wei responded calmly.

Both parties took their seats at the same time.

It's just that the transaction hasn't started yet.

Kong Jiao and Zhao Weigang were about to speak.

Something unexpected happened between Shangguan Yuzhou and the middle-aged man.

The first time Shangguan Yuzhou entered the tea room, his eyes were fixed on the man.

The latter's eyes also always follow Shangguan Yuzhou.

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, or a rivalry between sword cultivators.

The two sat opposite each other, staring at each other with eyes like sword blades. Unknowingly, high fighting spirit burst out from both of their bodies at the same time.

Just when the two of them could hardly restrain the urge to draw their swords.

"Zhao Huan!" Zhao Wei shouted softly, awakening the middle-aged man from his fighting spirit.

"Senior Brother Shangguan!" Kong Jiao's palm suddenly placed on Shangguan Yuzhou's shoulder, stopping him from making any move.

The two of them just woke up from a dream, and looked at each other again with solemn eyes.

"This Zhao Huan is not simple." Kong Jiao also narrowed his eyes and looked at the man in front of him carefully.

Although Zhao Huan looks slovenly on the outside, there is nothing outstanding about his appearance.

But the sword never leaves his body, his waist is straight, his eyes are full of wind and frost, and he has the sophistication of an old swordsman.

After many years of getting along with Shangguan Yuzhou, Kong Jiao is sure that this man and Senior Brother Shangguan belong to the same type of people.

Since Shangguan Yuzhou woke up from the mine, his strength has skyrocketed, and few people can inspire his fighting spirit.

And this man's look almost made Shangguan Yuzhou unable to restrain himself.

While Kong Jiao was studying it carefully.

"Senior brother, are you going to practice in the martial arts arena after drinking tea?" Shangguan Yuzhou smiled and invited Zhao Huan.

The latter did not hesitate and responded concisely in a deep voice: "Okay!"

"This is my nephew Zhao Huan, who is in the eighth realm of Wheel-Nurturing. He has been in the outer sect for fifteen years and practiced swordsmanship for fifteen years. So far, he has not found a suitable spirit of heaven and earth. He has arrogance and is an ordinary spirit of heaven and earth. I didn’t like Jing, so I delayed.” Deacon Zhao took a sip of tea and began to talk about this transaction.

"We sincerely want to buy this essence of silver. Mr. Kong, Mr. Shangguan, you can make a price. As long as it's not too exorbitant, I, Zhao Wei, can accept it."

"It's easy to talk about!" Kong Jiao took a sip of tea and smiled kindly.

"Are you kidding? There is a way of talking about business. Let me moisten my throat first, and then I can slowly talk to you."

This transaction is almost a confrontation between two big and small foxes, Kong Jiao and Zhao Wei.

Shangguan Yuzhou and Zhao Huan seemed more interested in each other and barely participated in this conversation.

Therefore, in the tea room, I only saw Zhao Wei and Kong Jiao exchanging words with each other.

When it came to the excitement, Zhao Wei was a little bit blown away.

Kong Jiao still has the virtue of cutting meat with a knife, smiling and saying nothing.

"Twelve thousand spiritual crystals! This is all the wealth that this deacon can bring. No matter how high it is, there is nothing I can do." Zhao Wei raised his head, drank the tea in the cup, and gritted his teeth to reveal his bottom line.

Even though Zhao Wei is a monk in the Ascending Wheel Realm, there are also high and low levels of monks in the Ascending Wheel Realm.

He can only have one deacon at his side, but 12,000 spiritual crystals is already the limit of what he can bear.

"Deacon Zhao, the best character in our sect is Chaoyang Yiqi, who ranks twelfth in character. This silver-splitting spirit is one of the best in the entire Ashen Parasol Sect." Kong Jiao remains the same. It was the old god who calmly took a sip of tea and explained: "If it is the essence of character suitable for sword cultivators, the essence of blooming silver is more precious than the Qi of Chaoyang."

"In other words, its value cannot be measured solely by spiritual crystals."

What Kong Jiao said, Zhao Wei didn't know that the essence of human spirit, especially one ranked so high as the essence of blooming silver.

There is indeed a price but no market.

After he paused for a while, Zhao Wei forgot to glance at the young man who looked as usual and asked cautiously: "How are you doing?"

"It's not that I'm doing this, it's just to see how sincere Deacon Zhao is. Can he come up with something that matches this silver essence?" Kong Jiao calmly kicked the ball to Zhao Wei again.

The scene fell into silence.

Zhao Wei's face looked ugly, and he didn't expect Kong Jiao to be so difficult to deal with, but he felt unwilling to give up the essence of blooming silver.

Once you miss the essence of heaven and earth of the quality of the Silver Essence, it will be difficult to encounter it again.

Zhao Huan is the most talented disciple of Sword Dao in the Zhao family in the past two hundred years.

Whether it was for the Zhao Family or for his nephew, he had to win this silver-blooming essence.

Seeing Zhao Wei's silence for a long time, Kong Jiao did not rush him and waited patiently for the old man from Ashen Parasol Sect to hand over his real trump card.

Finally, Zhao Wei's eyes became firm, as if he had made some determination.

He asked Kong Jiao in a low voice: "Kong, you are practicing the Wheel-Nurturing Sutra of Ice Nature. Have you ever heard of "Snow Burial Record"?"

"Snow Burial Record?" Kong Jiao frowned at first and quickly searched for memories related to this name in his mind.

Finally, after a moment, his expression turned into shock.

"Deacon Zhao is talking about the Divine Ability of Ancestor Xueyin, "The Burial of Snow"."

Ancestor Xue Yin, the 16th generation leader of Ashen Parasol Sect, dressed in ice and snow, Divine Ability was all-powerful in Wudong at that time, and his reputation was only higher than that of Dongxian now.

It is no exaggeration to say that Ashen Parasol Sect’s current prestige is inseparable from the foundation laid by ancestor Xueyin.

He was said to be the number one person in Wudong Bingzhi Road at that time.

The battle that made him famous was the showdown with the most powerful person from the Evergreen Tree Sect in Wudong at that time, the Dingyue Sect.

Hundreds of miles were frozen overnight, and the heaven and earth were in a state of silence.

It is obviously a hot summer day, but there is a vision of being covered in silver.

Since this battle, Ashen Parasol Sect has officially risen and become one of the three major factions in Wudong.

Zhao Wei asked Kong Jiao if he knew Ancestor Xueyin. I’m afraid everyone in the Ashen Parasol Sect didn’t know him.

Even Shangguan Yuzhou had a look of admiration on his face after hearing this name. He was a senior figure in Ashen Parasol Sect.

As for Zhao Huan, after hearing the name of Patriarch Xue Yin, his face showed a little pride.

Soon Kong Jiao understood the origin of the pride on Zhao Huan's face, and Zhao Wei's voice rang in his ears: "Ancestor Xueyin is the ancestor of my Zhao family. His funeral record of snow is included in the ice statue in the inner gate. Po Zhong. If you want to learn "Snow Burial Record", I can help you apply to the sect as a descendant of the ancestor."

"Deacon Zhao!" Before Kong Jiao could respond, Shangguan Yuzhou, who had never joined the negotiation, suddenly spoke.

He looked at Zhao Wei with steady eyes and said in a subtle tone: "As far as I know, no one has acquired the Divine Ability of ancestor Xueyin since him. The reason is that there is no written record. As for the record, The ice soul in "Snow Burial Record" has not been explored by any of the disciples of later generations."

"Do you think it is appropriate to exchange the essence of silver in this way?"

Shangguan Yuzhou is not stupid, he is just too lazy to use his brain when Kong Jiao is around.

The secret words spoken made Kong Jiao's originally fiery expression immediately extinguish, followed by thoughts.

"No wonder, Zhao Wei and Zhao Huan are descendants of ancestor Xueyin, but they haven't practiced "Snow Burial Record". Also, there must be a reason why they don't learn the Divine Ability despite having such a powerful one."

On the other side, when Shangguan Yuzhou exposed him to his face, Zhao Wei's old face had a faint look of sarcasm.

But it was quickly covered up, and he explained righteously: "The value of "Snow Burial Record" is immeasurable. Whether it can be learned depends on whether Junior Brother Kong has enough opportunities. I am just providing a person who can access it. Opportunity, I believe that many people in Ashen Parasol Sect will be willing to pay a high price for this opportunity.”

"The value of the essence of blooming silver is immeasurable, so why not the opportunity to study "Snow Burial Record"?"

"Kong Jiao, what do you think?" Zhao Wei looked at Kong Jiao with a smile.

He believed that no one could reject the "Snow Burial Record" written by Ancestor Xue Yin, even if there was little hope.

Especially for Kong Jiao, who cultivates the Ice Nature Wheel-Nurturing Realm, "Snow Burial Record" is a fatal temptation.

Zhao Wei seems to be sure of this.

Kong Jiao didn't understand what Zhao Wei was thinking, but "Snow Burial Record" was too famous.

Even though he knew there was little hope, he was still eager to give it a try.

However, he couldn't let Zhao Wei take too great advantage. He took a deep breath and responded calmly: "The Snow Burial Record is certainly priceless, but if it is just a chance, it is too expensive to exchange for the essence of blooming silver."

"You have to pay more!"

(End of chapter)