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Chapter 444 Kong Xuan's Luck
Chapter 444 Kong Xuan's Luck
For these primordial beings, the few born in the primordial era were basically the first of their species.
Time is the most abundant resource.
Take Mosquito Taoist for example. If we consider her, Yang Jiao, at her age, wouldn't even know what spiritual intelligence is.
Those who survived in the primordial world relied entirely on their instincts to plunder and kill.
Out of touch with the world, with a very low level of intelligence.
However, there are two exceptions among them.
Even after entering the mortal world, the mind of the Mosquito Taoist didn't change much.
With the Styx Ancestor taking care of him in the past and Yang Jiao spoiling him in the future, he doesn't need to develop his mind at all; he can just live happily.
One Golden Cicada,
Having survived in the primordial world for so long, before even having a chance to enter the mortal realm, they were thrown into the Western Religion, resulting in a forced and premature growth of their minds.
Clearly, Kong Xuan's mind resides between that of Mosquito Taoist and Golden Cicada.
He raised his eyebrows, showing no embarrassment or distress at being pointed out: "The Black Bird, the totem of the Shang Dynasty, is connected to my destiny. When the Shang Dynasty is strong, my destiny will be enhanced."
“Since leaving Sanshan Pass, I have recently started to lose my luck.”
After Kong Xuan finished speaking, he looked at Yang Jiao.
I don't know why, but ever since I escaped from the clutches of Daoist Zhunti that day, I've always felt that being near Yang Jiao brings me peace of mind.
After listening, Yang Jiao finally understood why Kong Xuan, with such a powerful Quasi-Saint cultivation, would stay in that small Sanshan Pass for twenty years.
It turns out that luck is linked to fortune.
and many more.
It looks somewhat familiar.
After the God of Wealth Zhao Gongming changed his predetermined fate, his fortune also declined.
The difference is that Zhao Gongming was on the list and escaped death, but his fortune was absorbed by the Heavenly Dao; while Kong Xuan's fortune was intertwined with that of the Shang Dynasty.
"I wonder if the earth veins will be of any use to Kong Xuan..."
Yang Jiao finished muttering to herself.
However, he did not directly tell Kong Xuan that he could use the earth's veins to seal away fortune.
Logically speaking, he and Kong Xuan were only casual acquaintances;
Based on the closeness of the relationship, it would definitely be better to be with Ksitigarbha.
Kong Xuan chuckled softly:
"It doesn't matter if I don't know what to do. My purpose in coming to find you this time is to say goodbye."
"Hmm?" Yang Jiao asked in confusion, "Where are you going? Isn't your luck going to dissipate?"
In the Three Realms, fortune is determined by fate.
When one's luck is deep, things go smoothly; but if one's luck is gone, one might be struck dead by lightning while walking around outside.
"I once said that I wanted to find a place with clear springs and flowing water, where I could watch animals run and birds fly."
Kong Xuan looked on with longing. Although his luck was starting to wane, it didn't affect his magnanimity. When he smiled, his whole being lit up: "I've found that place."
"It's right here in Dongsheng Shenzhou!"
Yang Jiao: ...
“The area is rich in spiritual energy and teeming with animals. There is a waterfall, and beyond the curtain of water, there is a cave.”
Yang Jiao: Stop talking, I fixed it myself.
"There is a huge rock on the top of the mountain."
Yang Jiao: Stop talking, that's my monkey.
Kong Xuan has a good eye; he picked Sun Wukong's spot! She quickly interrupted:
"But what about your fortune? The more cities the Shang Dynasty loses, the greater the loss of your fortune. Once the Shang Dynasty falls, what will happen to you?"
"Never to be born, to avoid heavenly calamity."
He spoke casually, as if he were talking about something ordinary.
Birds are free by nature, soaring through the sky.
For Kong Xuan, withdrawing from the world was like having his wings clipped.
He raised his hand, and a hairpin shaped like a peacock's tail feather appeared in his palm. It was exquisite and beautiful. He gave it to Yang Jiao without explaining his intention.
"Why not just go to the West and dig up the earth's veins?" Mosquito Daoist listened for a long time, then picked up the hairpin, stuck it in Yang Jiao's hair, admired it, and said indifferently, "Anyway, there are already quite a few people digging."
We don't need him.
Yang Jiao quickly covered the mosquito Taoist's mouth and whispered:
"Are you going to kill Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, mosquito?"
Kong Xuan's eyes lit up at first upon hearing Mosquito Taoist's words, but upon seeing Yang Jiao's wary expression, they gradually dimmed.
"It's alright. Kong Xuan knows his fate is sealed. He has already received a great favor for escaping from the clutches of Daoist Zhunti. He has come to express his gratitude."
"If you ever need my help in the future, feel free to come to Dongsheng Shenzhou to find me."
He finished speaking and was about to leave when Yang Jiao hesitated, releasing the Mosquito Taoist's mouth and calling out:
"and many more."
She sent another person to dig up the earth veins of Ksitigarbha, and Yang Jiao really didn't know how to face him.
After thinking for a moment, he said:
"I can point you in a direction, whether it will be useful is still unknown, but don't disturb the ley lines anymore."
Kong Xuan smiled brightly.
If there were a way to prevent the loss of one's fortune, that would be best. For birds, being confined to the mountains is a predicament within a predicament.
"I'd like to hear your opinion."
Yang Jiao, leading Kong Xuan, sighed softly:
"Many of the previous ley lines have already been dug out. Follow me."
The three of them soon arrived at the Divine Beast Garden.
Kong Xuan followed behind Yang Jiao and saw this kind of place for the first time.
This barren land, the site of the great Shang-Zhou war, has unexpectedly concealed such a beautiful and idyllic paradise.
A stream cascades down from the mountainside, gathering in a pond in the garden, where fish swim happily. Beside the pond, many deer roam, and a seven-tailed fox leaps onto a hillside covered with small blue wildflowers, its tail swaying contentedly in the breeze.
There were still quite a few people in the park.
Upon seeing Yang Jiao, they all instinctively put on a smile.
Kong Xuan paused, not expecting to see Grand Master Xuandu here. He was dressed more plainly today, and Kong Xuan frowned almost imperceptibly.
As for the others, well... it's hard to describe.
In particular, those two bald men could only be described with one word in Kong Xuan's opinion: rustic.
His gaze, almost imperceptibly, fell on the peacock hairpin on Yang Jiao's head. The kingfisher feather pattern and five emerald green teardrop pendants outlined the curve of the peacock's back.
This one looks better.
Not only is it beautiful, but it also contains his five-colored divine light.
"Senior brother, I'm back."
Upon hearing Yang Jiao call his name first, Grand Master Xuandu picked up his teacup and responded softly:
"Ah."
Then, she held the teacup to her upturned lips, her gaze subtly casting a disdainful glance at everyone in the room.
Bai Ze was still instructing the seven-tailed fox demon, whispering, "Eat more, you must eat more here. Eat whatever Yang Jiao and Mosquito Daoist feed you, and cultivate to become a nine-tailed fox as soon as possible."
The fox demon nodded obediently.
Lu Ya Daoist kept clicking his tongue incessantly behind him:
"Bai Ze, you really are... Hey! Yang Jiao, be gentle."
His sleeve was tugged, and Yang Jiao's strength was so great that Lu Ya stumbled. "What's wrong? Has the Shang Dynasty fallen? Why are you back here?"
Yang Jiao pulled Lu Ya Daoist outside the garden and pointed at Kong Xuan, saying:
"Let me introduce you. This is Kong Xuan, the first peacock in the world."
"Oh, and then?"
So what if it's the first one? It's a three-legged golden crow, after all.
In terms of rank, among those with wings, there is no one higher than him.
If Lu Ya Dao Ren wanted to fly, all the little golden crows in the sky would have to come down.
The orthodox sun.
Yang Jiao pointed at Lu Ya Dao Ren and said to Kong Xuan:
"This is the young prince of the ancient demon court, Daoist Lu Ya."
The two were not familiar with each other, and were suddenly pulled together, exchanging polite yet distant handshakes.
"It's a pleasure to meet you."
"What are you planning?" Lu Ya looked at Yang Jiao warily.
Yang Jiao leaned close to him and whispered, "His luck has been lost, he can't just go dig up the earth's veins again, can he? Let's borrow the earth veins on you."
"What do we have here?" Lu Ya Daoist breathed a sigh of relief and generously ripped the earth vein off his shoulder with a tearing sound.
Accompanied by the hissing sound of black smoke billowing from it,
Snapped!
It was stuck to Kong Xuan's shoulder.
"Take it and use it, I'll dig some more."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stood at the door, clenching his fists and grinding his teeth: "This humble Taoist is still here!"