Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 127 Helping Hand
The time goes back to the second day after the commendation ceremony for the merits of Fei Sima County.

A muscular middle-aged cultivator rode a flying boat to the outside of the Liangyi Sect's Wanxiang Qianyuan Formation, showed his badge, and walked into the Liangyi Sect's main gate at Xiabo Mountain.

The Liangyi Sect was established in Xiabo Mountain thousands of years ago. After successive disciples worked day and night to move mountains and fill the sea for this fairy mountain, the Liangyi Sect now has several third-grade top-grade spiritual veins, nine peaks and twenty-three veins, and has a prosperous situation where genuine golden elixir figures are born in every generation.

In the entire Shannan Road, apart from the Zhaixing Tower which is the leader, the Liangyi Sect is considered to be the leading large sect with a great reputation and dominance over several states.

According to the unwritten rules of the Liangyi Sect, the sect leader is elected every hundred years and cannot be re-elected. Instead, he is replaced in turn by the genuine golden elixirs from each peak.

This year, it is time for Master Li Yun from Chongqian Peak to take over Master Qiu Yunsheng's position as the head of the sect. Master Li is different from Master Qiu from Yehu Peak. He has always disliked being a director at Zhangyin Peak. Although he is the head of the sect, he is very tired of mundane affairs.

Therefore, if there is nothing important, he usually practices in the Chongqian Peak Cave. This stone mountain is towering, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

According to the rules of the Liangyi Sect, as a sign of respect, those below the Golden Elixir level are not allowed to fly on the peak where the Sect Master resides.

Climbers can see a verdant stone path paved with slabs. On both sides of the path are beautiful grasses and flowers, which seem to be bathed in fairy air and look particularly fresh and lovely.

Walking up the stone steps to the top of the peak, you can see a row of proudly standing tall steles on both sides, which record the life stories, great achievements and great deeds of the successive Jindan masters of Chongqian Peak, inspiring the younger generations to practice with all their heart and bring glory to their family.

The middle-aged cultivator had just returned to the sect after receiving the Liyun talisman and came to Chongqian Peak to pay a visit to the sect leader.

"Greetings, Uncle-master." Yue Lan climbed to the top of the mountain and saw Li Yun sitting cross-legged in the clouds practicing, with a look of reverence on his face.

The Liangyi Sect now has hundreds of people who have established their foundation, but there are less than two dozen people who have reached the level of genuine golden elixir cultivators. Each of them is the sect's pillar.

This is why Yue Lan, the "Cold Moon Blade" who was born in Chongqian Peak and is currently one of the five elders of Liangyi Sect's War Hall, was respectful to Li Yun without any falsehood.

“Junior Brother Yue’s practice of the “Moonlight Enlightenment Sutra” is getting better and better. If he continues to practice like this for another sixty years, he may have a chance of reaching the realm of false elixir.” Li Yun opened his eyes, a smile appeared on his round jade-like face, and he looked at Yue Lan with approval.

"Thank you for the compliment, Master." Yue Lan felt as if a spring breeze had blown on his face after receiving the Sect Leader's approval. He seemed to have lightened up a lot.

"I have another small thing for you to do." Li Yun stopped smiling. As he made the spiritual gesture, Yue Lan heard a secret message and listened carefully.

"The Fei family is trying to buy people's hearts, they deserve to be killed!" Yue Lan showed anger on his face and scolded in a low voice.

"The Yingzhou Fei family is a truly prestigious family in the world. It is understandable that they don't care about the reputation of our small border clans." Li Yun sat cross-legged on the clouds, still looking calm and indifferent. He said softly: "Fei Nan'an cannot be touched for the time being. Send someone to test the weight of the son-in-law he chooses. If he is too weak and is killed with a simple knife, the Liangzhou court will not be able to say anything to our Liangyi Sect. But you must remember, you are only allowed to use one knife."

"Yes, disciple understands." Yue Lan bowed and accepted the order.

"Let your cousin go. Isn't he an official in the state court? Let him do it. If he succeeds, spread the news. It would be very interesting to see an official in the state court being hacked to death by an official in the state court. If anyone in your family is willing to come to the sect, the sect can protect them. If not, then they can continue to serve the Immortal Dynasty. Everyone has their own aspirations and we won't force them."

After Li Yun finished speaking, he closed his eyes again. Yue Lan tactfully retreated from the top of the mountain, still trying to figure out what the master meant.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that his younger sister seemed to have just had some relationship with Nan An Bo.
Thinking of this, Yue Lan sighed in his heart: "This is not the real purpose of the drunkard. I should tell the elders at home as soon as possible so that I can make plans early."

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On this day, a middle-aged Taoist priest with messy beard, bright eyes, wearing a monastic robe and black shoes came to Chongming Market.

On his back was a long sword wrapped in coarse linen. He looked ordinary, just like the most common casual cultivators in Chongming Market.

The Taoist didn't seem to be in any hurry. He first drank a bowl of spiritual honey water in the Lu family shop, ate two handfuls of honey candied dates to satisfy his craving, then went to the He family's store to pick out some good spiritual materials. Then he walked leisurely to the narrow door of the one-eyed shopkeeper.

"Senior is here! I didn't know you were coming. I, Ye Zhengwen, didn't come to greet you. I hope you will forgive me for my impoliteness." Upon seeing the Taoist, the one-eyed shopkeeper was startled at first, and then his only remaining eye was filled with joy, and his waist hunched over.

In an instant, he no longer had the arrogant and rude look he usually had when facing the breadwinners who came to his house.

"Enough, you are acting like a sour scholar again." The Taoist looked unhappy and took a handful of candied dates from his pocket and gave them to Ye Zhengwen. "Hey, it's been a long time since we last met. Here's a greeting gift."

"I just happened to be passing by. I heard that you moved your shop, so I came to see you." The Taoist naturally sat in the main seat, and saw the one-eyed shopkeeper happily swallowing the dates. He had no time to spit out the date pits in his mouth, but instead diligently added spiritual tea to the Taoist. "Don't bother, I don't like drinking tea like my brother He. It's a waste to chew on a peony." The Taoist waved his hand to stop the one-eyed shopkeeper and continued.

"The junior still wants to show some kindness." At this moment, Ye Zhengwen's originally ferocious face actually revealed a bit of honesty and loyalty, and the Taoist no longer stopped him.

After a while, the small room was filled with the refreshing aroma of tea, which was extraordinary at the first sniff and was refreshing.

After taking two sips, the Taoist put down the teacup and asked, "Do you know why I'm here?"

"I know this, but I never thought that it would be you who came in person." Ye Zhengwen responded respectfully and handed a jade slip to the Taoist.

"That's thoughtful." The Taoist took the jade slip and shook his head after reading it. He chuckled, "The Yue family of Hancheng is wavering between two sides. They may not have a good ending. Main text, your information involves building a foundation. I'm afraid it will cost a lot, right? Why don't you ask him for some?"

"It's good that he doesn't ask me for spiritual stones." Ye Zhengwen shook his head and sighed, "It's not a big news. The Yue family members themselves are spreading it."

"Oh," the Taoist said with a hint of surprise, "Then I'll leave first. After this, you should have repaid the favor you owe him, right?"

"He is the most shameless person. It's useless for me to pay him back. He has to admit it himself." Ye Zhengwen smiled bitterly and respectfully saw the Taoist out. He was a little envious of Kang's good fortune, but turned around and put away the unfinished cold tea that the Taoist had not finished.

"What about the 'Xuefeng White' that costs fifty spirit stones a bottle? I'll see when I can meet a sucker so I can sell it at the original price." Ye Zhengwen found it funny while doing it and sighed, "Birds of a feather flock together." No wonder he and Kang Dabao could become close friends back then.

The Taoist said goodbye to Ye Zhengwen and headed towards Chongming Sect. As soon as he entered the mountain path, he saw some foundation-building monks fighting.

On one side was a young monk wearing crimson robes and wielding a seven-star sword. He was a genuine foundation-building cultivator. With just a few moves, he was able to overwhelm the eight Qi-cultivating cultivators on the opposite side who were forming a formation and forced them to retreat step by step.

In the eyes of ordinary Qigong practitioners, both sides have already demonstrated superb skills in turning the tide, but they are still not in the eyes of the Taoist priests.

He hid in the dark and did not move. Before long, he saw the young monk cut off several of the enemy's magical weapons after a short battle. Then, without paying any attention to the monks' cries for mercy, he easily took their lives.

The young monk did not show much joy after defeating his opponent. He just picked up two storage bags and hid his tracks outside the archway of Chongming Sect, waiting for people to arrive.

After a few days, the middle-aged Taoist and the young monk saw a fat man riding a golden-haired donkey walking towards the archway. The young monk suddenly drew his sword as fast as thunder.

Just as Kang Dabao was silent, the knife light was blocked by a sword energy, the sharp wind sound stopped immediately, and the gourd on his waist that was originally restless also calmed down.

"Let's go!" Master Kang was surprised when he heard the extremely familiar voice behind him, but he did not hesitate to urge the old donkey to escape towards the distant archway.

The red light formation of Chongming Sect cannot stop the foundation building, so it is better not to implicate the disciples inside.

The young cultivator looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest who appeared. Seeing that the sword light was blocked by the sword energy, he couldn't tell whether he should be disappointed or relieved. He stood there, looking vigilantly at the powerful opponent opposite him, without making any move.

"Little kid, if you don't leave now, you won't be able to escape," the middle-aged Taoist continued, "I'm helping your family."

After hearing this, the young monk said nothing more, saluted, returned the knife and retreated.

The middle-aged Taoist watched the young cultivator retreat in the opposite direction of Kang Dabao, and only withdrew his spiritual consciousness after he was sure that Kang Dabao was completely safe.

"This time, this brat shouldn't ignore me, right?"

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