Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 140: A Dangerous Situation
"What are you all still standing there for? Are you just waiting to die?" A loud roar suddenly came from the crowd, and a tall and strong one-eyed giant stood up.

"Kang has taught you to memorize the positions of this formation. Do you want to die if you don't stand properly now?" Ye Zhengwen shouted again, and finally the heads of the various families, who had expressions of fear on their faces, came back to their senses.

However, this made the situation even more chaotic, and Kang Dabao's biggest drawback since the establishment of the market was finally exposed.

Chongmingzong had not sent anyone to stay here permanently since the last Jingguan incident. There was no prestigious person above these twenty or so merchants who could issue unified orders.

It was just as the female cultivator in the tiger coat said, they had lived a peaceful life for too long and had lost their vigilance.

This made the minds of the leaders of each family mixed. Some wanted to fight, some wanted to run away, and the independent cultivators and guests in the market were like headless flies, running around everywhere.

Only the chief cultivator of the Xue family, Lu Yunniang and Ye Pinglin of the Lu family, together with a few people who had not yet panicked, took their positions and managed to keep the market formation running smoothly.

Ye Pinglin's injuries had not yet healed, but he was still staring at the herd of animals with a sharp gaze, and did not show any sign of panic.

Compared to the chaotic appearance of the monks in the formation, the monsters outside had experienced a short rest. The increasingly strong smell of blood in front of the formation also aroused their ferocity, causing them to gradually get rid of the timidity in their eyes, and from time to time they let out a terrifying growl from their throats and slowly walked towards the formation.

Some of them were brave enough to even pounce on the red-maned wild boars that had fallen to the ground but were still alive, and they would tear apart the unburnt skin and flesh on their bodies and feast on them.

"Sister, let's take advantage of the fact that they haven't formed an unstable formation yet and release all the monsters at once. Then the formation can be broken in a moment." The short and thin monk gave advice upon seeing this scene.

"Don't be in a hurry. They are scattered here and there. Now that the magic circle has been broken, these beasts have become less smart after smelling the holy incense, but we may not be able to keep them all. Wait until they have established their positions and are content to be trapped in this shell, then urge the beasts to move forward.

It's just a small market town that has no second-level formation and no foundation-building guard. It doesn't matter if I can't make much contribution. I should at least do it well so that I can bring some face to my master and uncles. "The female cultivator in the tiger coat shook her head and continued to watch the chaos of the cultivators in the formation, waiting for an opportunity to act.

Zhou Xinran was just a little girl who had not experienced many fighting scenes. When it came to decisiveness in killing, she was far inferior to her junior brother Jin Shilun, who was only at the Qi training level.

This reminded her of Kang Dabao's previous instructions, "If you are unsure about something, you can go find that half-blind man. He will definitely help you."

Zhou Xinran hurriedly looked in the direction of Ye Zhengwen, who was loudly shouting at some merchants who were shrinking back, asking them to take their positions.

An old hunchbacked cultivator refused to listen and wanted to leave. He was already trembling with fear just by looking at the ferocious beasts outside, so he didn't even have the courage to activate the formation. When facing evil cultivators, he could at least bargain for a price to save his life, but the monsters outside would not recognize the spirit stones in your hand.

Ye Zhengwen didn't want to listen to what he said. He just raised his hand, grabbed the hunchbacked old cultivator, and slapped him twice.

The latter was beaten so hard that blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, but he still refused to accept it: "Mr. Ye, you are just a tenant like us. Why do you get to show off?!"

The words of the hunchbacked old monk aroused the resentment of many monks guarding the formation. Why should I listen to a one-eyed man like you and stand in the front to fight to the death?

Not everyone has the courage to face the herd of beasts. At this moment, not only the Taiping monks who are doing business are afraid, but even the dozen or so mountain guests who live in the Chongming Tower have solemn expressions when they see the herd of beasts outside the formation.

There were at least three or four hundred monsters in front of them. Although most of them were of the lower grade of the first rank, they were still much more than the number of cultivators in the Chongming market.

Pingrong County is still too remote. If it weren't for the approaching Wanshou Festival, which would have brought more monks to the market to make purchases, the number of monks in the market would probably be much smaller than this.

Under normal circumstances, with the first-grade top-grade Cloud Thunder and Halo Formation that Kang Dabao bought and refurbished, he should be able to hold the fort.

But the Chongming market is still in a state of disarray, so it’s hard to say.

"Why, old bastard? I'm going to let you know why now!" Ye Zhengwen was about to hit him, but Jin Shilun stepped forward to stop him: "Elder Ye, Elder Ye, calm down."

"Hey, when did I become the elder of your family?!" Ye Zhengwen almost blurted out the question when he heard Jin Shilun shouting loudly to the crowd.

"Senior Ye Zhengwen has recently been hired by my master, Sect Leader Kang, as our sect's external affairs elder. Sect Leader Kang has entrusted him with the management of all the affairs of Chongming Market. Fellow practitioners, at this critical moment of life and death, no egg will be left unbroken when the nest is overturned. You must obey the orders of Elder Ye in order to have a glimmer of hope!
Senior Heilu of Hemu Dao is visiting our sect. The maid my master's wife brought from the Fei family is also a foundation-building cultivator and is also practicing nearby. The Pingrong County Court will also send people to support us after hearing the news. The reinforcements will arrive soon. As long as we can keep the market, my master will be grateful to you all. "

After listening to the speech of this handsome young man, the expressions of many merchants instantly improved a lot.

Compared to Ye Zhengwen's fist that was as big as a sandbag, the words "black-shoe Taoist" and "the dowry nanny brought by the Fei family" impressed them more.

Even the independent cultivators who were setting up stalls, shopping, or living and practicing in the market put out their newly-ignited little thoughts and withdrew their gazes from the several large merchants.

There is only one letter difference between the three words "evil cultivator", "casual cultivator" and "bandit cultivator". Converting between them is extremely flexible and convenient, and there is no psychological burden at all.

But now, the man surnamed Kang has become the legitimate son-in-law of the Fei family, and he has the support of the extraordinary Taoist Heilu, who is a true cultivator of the foundation-building stage. His background is much higher than that of Dai Yuanjiang in Linghe Market, and he is not someone that ordinary people can afford to offend.

In the past two years, Kang Dabao has been considered a well-known figure in Pingrong County. Not only have his positive deeds of beating up the county magistrate, serving as county lieutenant, making meritorious contributions in battle, and being the legitimate son-in-law of the Fei family spread, but the fact that he crushed the bones of the deceased Taoist Wu and scattered his ashes has also spread, and it is even more impressive.

There weren't many fools among the cultivators, and even if they were really jealous of the good things in the shops, they would still have to assess whether they were worth it. So they all changed their minds and thought it would be better to cooperate with him to keep the market, so as to avoid being hated by this "vindictive" villain.

"Forget it, forget it. Anyway, we may not be able to escape if these beasts really break in. They can't tell who is the host and who is the guest here. We are all just pieces of meat." The wandering cultivators gathered in twos and threes and discussed for a while. They managed to reach a consensus. They stood behind the cultivators of various families who were standing in the formation and earnestly learned the formation skills in preparation for rotating positions.

After listening to Jin Shilun's words, Zhou Xinran actually took the initiative to hand the main formation flag to Ye Zhengwen, which surprised the latter.

"Well, I haven't given him a single spirit stone, but I have become the elder of his family."

Fortunately, the methods of controlling this type of standard formation flags are universal. With Ye Zhengwen's experience, he had naturally learned it long ago. He became familiar with it after just a little use of his spiritual power.

After doing this, both of them turned their attention to Jin Shilun, who was trying to persuade a few fearful wandering cultivators who were lined up in a friendly manner.

This young man has a handsome face but is calm and quick-witted. It's really not easy for him.

But Jin Shilun did more than that. He also instructed Zhou Xinran to take out all the magical instruments and elixirs in the small building, as long as they were not too precious, and distribute them to the independent practitioners.

The leaders of the surrounding families who could understand the situation, such as He Dezong and others, followed suit generously, further stabilizing the fighting spirit of the independent cultivators.

"Mr. Kang is really lucky. He has recruited such an outstanding disciple into his sect." Ye Zhengwen did not have time to sigh for too long. At the same time, a sharp howl sounded in the ears of the beasts, and they pounced towards the magic circle shield.

"Bang, bang, bang", the roaring sounds continued. The faces of many cultivators who were operating the magic circle were all not good. Although the magic weapons and talismans of the cultivators in the back formation had some results, they also killed the small group of monsters in front of them.

But compared with the number of the entire herd, the loss of only twenty or thirty monsters was far from enough to scare away these beasts.

Even more fierce attacks came. There were many kinds of monsters in the herd, more than ten species. Not only were there monsters with outstanding physical strength like the red-maned boar, but there were also monsters with innate magic like the wind eagle and the tiger-horned beast that cast spells to attack the formation.

The corpses of monsters piled up more and more, but the originally thick magic shield also gradually faded away, and the rotation speed of the cultivators from various families became faster and faster.

The two sides only fought for half an hour before Ye Zhengwen realized something was wrong. A hint of worry appeared in his one eye. He then pulled Jin Shilun to his side and whispered, "Kid, be alert. These beasts did not come down from Jackdaw Mountain on their own. Someone is deliberately trying to harm your family. I'm afraid we won't be able to defend this market for much longer."

As soon as he said this, Jin Shilun had no time to respond.

A strong, colorless fragrance emanated from somewhere, spreading into the herd with the wind, making them excited and agitated. Their pupils instantly glowed red, and saliva began to drip from their mouths. They violently and crazily attacked the magic circle.

The forty-eight flags that made up the magic circle could not withstand such an impact. The dense spiritual patterns on the flagpoles were flickering and were about to fall.

Among the cultivators who were operating the formation, more than one was shocked to the point of bleeding from all seven orifices and his face turned pale. He hurriedly pulled over his fellow cultivator who was about to take rotation, took a pill, and sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing.

Ye Zhengwen's face was solemn. He stood in front of the formation and raised the flag in his hand. Clouds and thunder fell again and hit the herd of beasts.

At this time, most of the cloud thunder that had been accumulated in the formation in the past had been used up by Zhou Xinran. After Ye Zhengwen killed a dozen tiger-horned beasts that were rushing in the front with the remaining few cloud thunders, he was unable to scare away the fierce attack of the beasts like he did just now.

Under the influence of the colorless fragrance, their minds were gradually taken over by tyranny, and emotions such as fear and timidity were pushed to the corner.

Dozens of monsters rushed to the front of the formation, and after a roar.

"Wow," a scream suddenly came from the formation. It turned out that Kuai Wu was directly blown away by the powerful impact and vomited a pool of blood.

The position he was in was a critical node. As soon as he lost his position, a flag next to his position suddenly exploded, and the magic circle shield faded visibly.

The monks in the formation looked at the increasingly ferocious beasts rushing towards them like a tide, and their faces turned grim.

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