Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 13 The dust has settled
"Ah! Ah!."

The miserable howls of the Liu family's eldest son made Kang Dabao, who was about to fall into a coma, feel a sense of pleasure.

These evil cultivators are almost inhumane under normal circumstances, and Kang Dabao is particularly relieved that he can make such people feel unforgettable pain.

He could understand the feelings of the Liu family's eldest son. No matter how painful the latter was at this moment, it was not excessive.

After all, not everyone can have the experience of losing three younger brothers tragically in the blink of an eye.

What’s especially cool is that even if you put three people together, they still can’t form a complete corpse.

"I'm going to skin you alive! Skin you alive! And then let the ants, rats, and bugs chew you up little by little! Little by little!
Bastard! Bastard! You will definitely beg me to let you die! You will definitely! You will definitely beg me!
Ah! Ah! Ah! The second, third, and fourth brother! You killed my three younger brothers, the second, third, and fourth brother! The second, third, and fourth brother! "

The eldest brother of the Liu family looked somewhat funny as he was crying and laughing. He lifted Kang Dabao by his hair and lifted him upside down to lean him against the trunk of a huge tree.

The blade of the bone sword, as white as jade and untainted by dust, carried a smell of rotting flesh and blood as it cut into Kang Dabao's scalp.

The next moment, a piece of scalp on the forehead the size of a child's palm was cut off with flesh and hair. The wound was bleeding and the bone was faintly visible.

"Hiss! You thief! If you make a sound again, I will be your grandfather's godfather!"

Kang Dabao was so excited by this method that he regained his strength and grinned miserably.

"Let's see how long you can keep scolding!" The eldest brother of the Liu family was not slow, and a large piece of flesh on Kang Dabao's left cheek was torn off again.

"Your godfather's grandfather is in so much pain!" Kang Dabao laughed and howled.

"There's a time when you get down on your knees and lick me!"

"My ancestor, I love my children deeply, regardless of time!" Kang Dabao struggled to turn over and raised his fist to hit.

He had no strength left in his body, and the eldest brother of the Liu family dodged and hit him on the cheek with the hilt of the bone sword, knocking him away from the huge tree he was leaning against.

"Then you will see what means I use to serve you." The Liu family's eldest brother walked over slowly with a sword in hand, "I will destroy your Dantian first!"

"I'm really going to die! Hehe, I really wanted to become a Golden Core Patriarch in this life."

Kang Dabao closed his eyes and thought, damn, those who write novels about cultivating immortals must have been single for centuries, their fantasies are too sexual.

What fairy, witch, and little junior sister? I haven't even had a fast food meal in my life, and now I'm going to die, and I'm going to die at the hands of a little Qi training extra who doesn't even have a proper name.

His hands lost strength and scratched the black glazed gourd pinned to his belt, leaving a bloody mark. Suddenly, Kang Dabao felt a warm sensation around his waist.

"Damn it, is my great-grandson biting my grandfather's kidney?" Kang Dabao felt a chill in his heart, and when he forced his eyes open, he saw the frightened eyes of the eldest brother of the Liu family and the second sister Song.

"What is this? Is it my gourd?" Kang Dabao touched his waist. The black-glazed gourd had absorbed all the bright bloodstains and was flashing a dazzling white light.

This was when he went to the Mortal Restaurant for dinner. He thought it would be convenient to hold wine, so he just picked it up!

It's just an ordinary item, not something found at a junk stall as described in novels or passed down by some ancestor. What is this?

"It's a treasure!" Kang Dabao was very excited, "How do I use it?"

Perhaps the magical object was spiritual. As Kang Dabao had a thought, he saw the gourd stopper float up out of thin air and a puff of gray smoke rose from the gourd's belly.

The head of the Liu family secretly cried out in alarm, and almost instantly suppressed his rage, not caring at all about Kang Dabao's life.

He turned around and ran, but there was no way to escape!

The gray smoke slowly caught up with him and just circled around him. Without waiting for him to say a word, the hair, bones, flesh and blood of the tall and strong man turned into a ball of clear air in an instant, without even a trace left.

The gray smoke seemed to finally come to life, slowly wrapping up the ball of fresh air and returning it to the gourd. The gourd stopper slowly fell back into place, without any unusual movement.

After Hulu finished doing all this, the clothes of the Liu family's eldest son, which were still hanging in the air, suddenly fell to the ground.

Obviously, the gourd completed all these operations extremely quickly, so fast that even the foundation-building pills could hardly see it clearly. However, all this was seen exactly the same by others, as if it was the law of nature.

Kang Dabao has been practicing Taoism for more than 20 years, and it seemed as if he understood for the first time what the "Tao rhyme" in the classics meant.

The hairpin artifact that hit the gourd broke into pieces. Sister Song seemed to have finally come to her senses, but she also seemed to have not yet come to her senses.

The hairpin magic weapon was obviously nourished by her essence and blood, and the breakage of this magic weapon caused her to suffer severe damage again.

Blood and organ fragments gushed out. He could only collapse on the ground, no longer having the strength to move. He could only cry and curse.

The antidote to the borer must be in the storage bag of the Liu family's eldest brother. At this moment, she was less than ten feet away from what she had always dreamed of, but she would never be able to reach it.

"Why! Why is it you who are still alive, a piece of idiot like you!"

After the death of the eldest son of the Liu family, Kang Dabao seemed to recover his strength faster.

I don’t know if it’s because I was still holding the gourd in my hand, but I felt warm and comfortable, and I even had the strength to lift my eyelids.

But it doesn’t matter whether you can lift it or not.

Just now, there were ten immortals who could fly in the sky and escape the earth in the eyes of mortals. After a cup of tea, only two of them were able to breathe, and they were the two with the lowest cultivation.

At this moment, Kang Dabao was very glad that Song Erjie, who was frightened by the gourd, did not save the strength for the final blow for him.

Otherwise, his fat body wouldn't be able to provide much of a buffer against the hairpin with purple gemstones, and he would definitely die. Second Sister Song probably wouldn't survive either, she was vomiting blood, and it felt like her internal organs were about to be vomited out along with the blood.

At that time, the next cultivator who passes by here will become an enviable lucky person, taking away all the wealth of the seventh generation leader of the Chongming Sect and all the evil cultivators in the place.

I don’t know if Song Erjie really damaged the gourd with that move just now. The treasure held in Kang Dabao’s hand has no reaction at this moment.

Kang Dabao spat, cursed, and looked at the pretty lady in front of him who had turned into a mad woman with narrowed eyes.

His ears seemed to have lost their strength at this moment, drooping against his cheeks.

He couldn't even hear what Second Sister Song cursed at him. She used to be as clean as a flower bud, but now she was very dirty, so dirty that even Master Kang couldn't bear to look at her.

"When did she become like this?!"

As Kang Dabao was thinking about it, he suddenly couldn't remember what she looked like when she was a child. The girl who would blush just by being touched by him seemed to have never existed in this world.

What a good actor!
The Taoist's childhood sweetheart turned into a slut who was available to everyone for more than ten years, and the Taoist didn't even notice it. Am I a pig?

Kang Dabao laughed at himself.

Amidst Song Erjie's scolding, Kang Dabao gradually regained his strength.

He lay on the ground and began to move his fingers with difficulty.

At this moment, their bodies were covered with layer upon layer of dry or wet blood stains, black and purple, and very dirty, like a bunch of rotten pickled radishes.

"If you are really that powerful, why didn't you tell me earlier? Do you know how painful it is when the heartworm attacks?
You watched me fall into this state." Second Sister Song became weaker and weaker, her scolding became quieter, and she swallowed the medicine that she usually saved so much with big mouthfuls.

But with injuries like this, ordinary healing pills would be of no use.

"Is it after she married into Xuanwei City? It's true that girls never change after they grow up."

After a while, Kang Dabao turned a deaf ear to Song Erjie's words, and recalled the girl he could not remember, then slowly raised his right wrist.

"Huh, it seems that the Taoist's strength is enough."

“The people who just died were all from the same sect, right?
Then why did you call me? It doesn't make sense. I'm not familiar with them or that group of bastards.

A fellow Taoist? I am not a Taoist! "

Thinking of this, Kang Dabao suddenly felt a surge of resentment in his heart, and when he looked at Song Erjie, there was only some confusion and sympathy in his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?! Why are you looking at me like that?!

Are you pitying me? I don’t need your pity! Why should you pity me? Why don’t you just die? Why don’t you just die?”

Second Sister Song looked at Kang Dabao who was crawling towards her with a ferocious look on her face. The breeze in the forest blew gently, making her dyed hair even more messy.

Her red lips slightly opened and she spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm. Kang Dabao did not dodge, allowing the phlegm to hit his still bleeding scalp.

At this moment, the last trace of the girl in his memory was finally completely erased.

"I wanted to take another look, but I was afraid I wouldn't be able to remember it." Kang Dabao paused, a slightly warm but ugly smile appeared on his face, and he answered Song Erjie's words with difficulty.

His hands moved quickly. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Erjie's snow-white neck with five short and thick pickled radishes.

The latter had no power to resist, and could no longer utter the obscene words in his mouth. His heavy breathing gradually calmed down.

The only clean part of his body was a pair of big eyes, which stared at Kang Dabao's blood-stained face without blinking.

Kang Dabao had never been looked at with such complicated eyes by a beautiful woman in his entire life, and perhaps it was not the case at this moment.

Because at this time, Second Sister Song looked as dirty as a stink bug.

"Crack", a crisp sound of broken bones was heard, and Kang Dabao gently broke Song Erjie's snow-white neck. He didn't even look at her eyes, which were so beautiful at the moment.

She can only live in my memory.

In this world, I finally lost a friend I could talk to.

After doing all this, Kang Dabao could no longer hold on and fell to the ground again, holding the gourd for a while before he regained some strength.

He put away his messy thoughts, tightly grasped the gourd, which he didn't know whether it had any healing effect, endured the severe pain all over his body, and forced himself to stand up.

Then, regardless of his horrific injuries, he began to carefully pick up the usable things from the corpses.

Even clothes and boots of magic weapon level were not spared, and the heads of the four ghosts of the Liu family were naturally chopped off cleanly and neatly.

Only when he caressed Sister Song did he hesitate for a moment, but in the end he let her, wearing a red dress, be placed together with the naked bodies of the other people.

Heigu Kang Dabao knew that there was a big secret. At the moment he had no ability to protect himself, so it was better not to use it if possible.

After doing all this, Kang Dabao limped away from the scene, thinking that he had to find a place to heal his wounds first.

I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to walk for another month or two due to this injury. This place needs to be safer.

(End of this chapter)