Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 114 Official Fight
"Huh." Kang Dabao sat in the quiet room of the County Weiguan Temple and put away the spirit gathering array plate he brought with him.

"If these idiots could just allocate some of their spending on drinking and entertainment to help me repair the official temple, I wouldn't have to carry the formation plate around with me." Kang Dabao frowned. This spirit gathering formation plate was useful, but it cost a lot over time, and all the spirit stones used were those of Master Kang himself!

He has been the unlucky county lieutenant for two or three months, but he has not even received a single spirit particle.

"After that old fellow Sun Bingdou leaves, it's time to have a good fight with our Lord Luo." Walking out of the quiet room, Kang Dabao came to the backyard of the official temple. The old donkey was happily eating alfalfa under the attentive service of a clerk.

This white alfalfa is an entry-level spiritual beast forage, priced at two loads of broken spiritual seeds. It is truly spiritual in nature, and there are even quite a few practitioners who, because of their extreme poverty, have secretly eaten it.

The old donkey's meals these days are better than those during the time of Emperor Chongming. After all, Duan Anle followed Kang Dabao's instructions and only fed it with yellow sprout beans which were hard to sell.

When the old donkey arrived at the Pingrong County Government Office, he enjoyed himself. After eating alfalfa for half a month, his golden hair became more shiny.

"Damn it, this old donkey gets more benefits than you, my lord." Kang Dabao spat inwardly, took the reins handed over by the clerk, climbed onto the donkey, and walked towards the Pingrong County Government Office.

Ten days ago, Sun Bingdou set out with a thousand bone-refining masters.

At that time, the fifty bone-refining masters of Chongming Sect were specially requested by Jin Shilun to return to Chongming City, and they were sent there together with Han Yundao and Duan Anle.

Kang Dabao, a young disciple who was born as a knight, likes to punish evil and promote good. This group of notorious people in the martial arts world fell into his hands and suffered a lot along the way.

Just a few days ago, Zhou Xinran also sent a message saying that Chongming Xiaolou had recruited a chef.

In this case, Kang Dabao simply decided to let his three apprentices go back together so that they could have some care on the way.

Although Jin Shilun is a little older than Han Yundao and Duan Anle, he is only over fifteen years old. This is a prime time for spiritual practice and he cannot waste it on business.

Sect Master Kang calculated that he had been alone in Pingrong County for nearly twenty days. Thinking that he had nothing to do, he might as well return to the sect and save some spirit stones for his practice.

"Take a leave? That won't work." Luo Heng still looked like he was lacking in yang energy.

Standing next to Luo Heng was a thin monk in a long robe, named Qian Liu, who looked at Kang Dabao with an unfriendly look.

Qian Liuyi is also the son-in-law of the Huo family, but he is a little inferior to Luo Heng. He is a person without a formal status, and it is not known whether he was sent by the Huo family to help Luo Heng.

"There are not many things to do in the county. Since the county magistrate is in charge, why do we need a mediocre person like me?" Kang Dabao held his anger and cursed in his heart.

"It's really not possible. The provincial government just sent a letter. I really want to discuss this with you two Taoist friends. Why is the county lieutenant asking for leave?" Luo Heng took a piece of silk book in his hand and continued to read:

"The state chief Fei Sima has sent a letter, asking the county to recruit people and gather local soldiers. The team must be integrated within half a month to follow him to encircle and suppress the banditry in Wang County." As soon as Luo Heng said the four words "the state chief Fei Sima", everyone present became excited.

This man is the young man of a wealthy family brought from the heart of the capital by Nan'an Earl Kuang Liuting. He has been practicing for many years to build his foundation, and he is likely to have few rivals in the entire Yunjiao Province.

The Yunjiaozhou Governor's Office also has a provincial Sima, whose surname is Fang. However, he is from the wife's family of Huo Bing, the old foundation-building master, so their cultivation ability is much lower.

Normally, when Sima Fang gave people some errands, no one would take it too seriously. If they could handle it, that was the best. If they couldn't, they would just not bother to deal with it.

"What method did Sima Fei say he was going to use?" After hearing the news, Kang Dabao had already guessed what tricks Luo Heng was going to use. Although he was terrified, he remained calm and asked.

"One out of three cultivators will be picked." Luo Heng replied with his eyes wide open, his gaze never leaving Kang Dabao.

"One out of three cultivators will be selected!" Tie Xishan, who had been watching the fight between Kang Dabao and Luo Heng silently, exclaimed in surprise. According to this ratio, more than ten people from their Pingrong Tie family will be selected.

"Could you please let me have a look at this silk book?" Kang Dabao frowned and reached out to take the silk book in Luo Heng's hand without waiting for his reply.

"The county lieutenant is scared. You said at that time that you would not take care of civil affairs, but only military affairs." Luo Heng's face showed a smug look of success. Before Kang Dabao stretched out his hand, Qian Liu stepped forward to stop it.

"Get out of here!" Master Kang took out his silver mace and raised his hand to hit.

Qian Liu was shocked, as if he had not expected that this young master in the middle stage of Qi training, who was not worth worrying about as Luo Heng said, would act so decisively. In panic, he could only stretch out his square shield to block.

"Clang" the square shield was hit by the silver mace, sparks flew everywhere, and a deep scratch appeared on the surface. Qian Liulian retreated several steps with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Is this the sixth level of Qi training?" Qian Liu cursed Luo Heng in his heart. The spiritual power of the rough man in front of him was too strong to look like a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training. It seemed that his spiritual power was even more abundant than his own who was at the seventh level of Qi training. How could he be as easy to control as Luo Heng said!
"How dare you! Are you going to disobey the governor Fei Sima?" Luo Heng did not get angry but laughed. From the first moment he saw Kang Dabao, he had the idea of ​​taking action against him to establish his authority. Kang Dabao's sudden outburst was exactly what he wanted.

"I didn't expect that this rough guy is more resistant to provocation than I thought. I need to take him down and lock him up quickly so that I can prove the crime of disobeying superiors and disobeying orders." Luo Heng thought secretly in his heart.

Qian Liu didn't have time to think about anything as he was hit several times by Kang Dabao. His square shield was covered with scars and he was suppressed so much that he didn't even have time to use other magic weapons.

"Bring me the silk book." Kang Dabao abandoned Qian Liu and came to find Luo Heng holding his silver mace.

Luo Heng waved his hand and displayed the county magistrate's seal, and a group of soldiers from the Demon-Snatching Division came up from behind the yamen.

Kang Dabao thought of the miserable state of Tiejianmen's chief Xiong, and was slightly startled. He was just about to find an opportunity to leave the yamen, but he heard a stern shout from behind. "Go back!" Tie Xishan waved his hand at the leading sirens with a stern face. The latter only glanced at the seal in Luo Heng's hand and retreated obediently.

What a crappy official seal! How can it be more useful than the one of the distant nephew of Tie Liuyun, the commander of the Demon-Snatching Division?

"Tie Zhubo, are you going to disobey my orders too?" Luo Heng was somewhat stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. He had never thought that the title of Pingrong County Magistrate was so worthless.

"Please ask the county magistrate to give the provincial court's silk book to me for me to have a look!" Tie Xishan ignored Luo Heng's words and stepped forward while speaking.

"You are rebelling! Do you really think that this county dares not kill people?" Luo Heng was furious and offered an ancient sword in front of him. "You don't know how to live or die. A cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training and an early stage of Qi training dare to attack us two late stage cultivators!"

Luo Heng is so confident because he must know the simplest common sense in practice: Qi training cannot beat foundation building, and the early stage cannot beat the late stage.

Don’t be fooled by the exaggerated stories in those storybooks about practicing Qi to fight the Golden Elixir, building the foundation to kill the Nascent Soul.

In reality, in places like Yunjiaozhou where the way of immortality is not prosperous, it is already very rare for a cultivator in the early stage of Qi training to be able to fight on equal terms with a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training.

The cultivators in the Qi training stage do not have many means of fighting, and often if they can have a higher level of cultivation than their opponent, they will already have a considerable advantage in the fight.

Therefore, in Luo Heng's opinion, he could easily suppress Kang Dabao and Tie Xishan just by relying on himself who was in the late stage of Qi training.

What's more, in order to ensure complete success, he also asked the Huo family for the remaining money, which made it absolutely foolproof.

Among all the sons-in-law of the Huo family, Luo Heng's strength can be ranked among the top three. Even many disciples of the Huo family are not as good as him.

Qian Liu's cultivation and skills were also very good, only slightly inferior to Luo Heng. The reason why he couldn't get the status of a proper son-in-law was actually because he was a little lacking in skills in bed, which greatly affected his future.

Luo Heng thought he had made careful arrangements, but as soon as his ancient bamboo slip hit Kang Dabao's silver mace, Luo Heng's face changed immediately.

"It's too big!"

The ancient bamboo slip made a sharp creaking sound, and the jade slips that were originally wrapped were all unfolded, emitting a faint fluorescent light, and then it was able to barely take the silver mace.

"Bring me the silk book." Kang Dabao didn't use any other means. He shouted in a deep voice and swung his mace to attack again.

As a cultivator who also came from a foundation-building force, the skills and magic weapons of this County Reverend Luo might not be too bad, but his abilities are not comparable to those of Ge Yangfeng and his ilk, and even if he were to fight against a casual cultivator of the same level, his strength would probably be limited.

Hanging around as a son-in-law for a long time gave Luo Heng too much confidence.

Why didn't he think that if this cultivator still had a bit of backbone, why would he choose to sell himself for fame? If he mixed with a group of termites, even if he became the leader, what would he prove?

Thinking back to when the head of Kangda was in such a state of decline, he never thought of becoming someone's son-in-law! Although no one would have liked him.
Little did they know that "the most powerful maggots in the cesspool are still maggots!"

In the eyes of the head of Kangda, Luo Heng not only had a weak foundation, but his methods of dealing with the enemy were also ridiculously immature, and there was not even a trace of blood on his body.

It is wishful thinking for a mere tin-plated spearhead with only cultivation to subdue the great leader Kang.

Kang Dabao, who has been practicing Qingmu Baoguangyin for nearly forty years, has only reached the sixth level of Qi training, but his spiritual power is higher than that of Luo Heng, who is in the late stage of Qi training. His fighting experience over the years is far beyond Luo Heng's reach.

After just a few breaths, Luo Heng's ancient magic weapon was already shaking.

The latter's face looked extremely ugly at the moment. He usually practiced many powerful magic techniques, and he also had one or two treasures obtained from the mother insect that could help him turn the tables.

But Luo Heng had difficulty breathing under Kang Dabao's violent attack. If he dared to be distracted again, he would lose his life in an instant!

The severe pain in his muscles and bones and the hot blood that he had to swallow back were telling Luo Heng that he should beg for mercy, but he still couldn't utter any soft words. He could only pin his hopes on Qian Liu who was beside him.

Qian Liu wanted to help, but Tie Xishan in the hall was staring at him. He was afraid that as soon as he made a move, the team of soldiers from the Demon-Snatching Division who had just retreated would come up again and stab him.

Under the repeated bombardment of the silver mace, Kang Dabao did not need to use any other means. Luo Heng's ancient magic weapon only lasted for half a cup of tea before the golden silk thread connecting the jade slips was broken. The crystal clear jade slips fought against each other and were smashed into pieces one by one by the silver mace.

Luo Heng had no time to feel heartbroken. He just felt that he could no longer swallow the hot blood in his mouth. He raised his head and sprayed it all over the desk in the middle of the hall.

"This guy has such brutal means. Are all the people hanging around in the border counties below such unruly and vicious characters?" Qian Liu, who was watching nearby, was shocked. He felt that the reputation he had gained from being a son-in-law of the Huo family was worthless.

Fortunately, I was frightened by Tie Xishan, otherwise I would have suffered the same fate as Luo Heng.

He first took Luo Heng's storage bag and tied it to his belt. Then, he lowered his eyes, licked his upper palate, thrust his round belly, and stepped on Luo Heng's left ventricle. He still said in a cold voice: "Bring me the silk book."

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