Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 141 Falling apart
Ye Zhengwen took Kuai Wu's place in the formation without hesitation. He felt a huge force and almost lost his footing, falling to the ground. After a lot of embarrassment, he finally stood firm and stabilized the formation.

"Damn it, when will your Chongming Sect's foundation-building cultivator come?!" Standing next to Ye Zhengwen was the manager of the Tie family's talisman shop, an old cultivator with long eyebrows. He was famous for his good temper in the Chongming market, and he loved to chat and laugh with people on weekdays.

At this time, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and swearing.

White steam was seen coming out of the head of the old monk with long eyebrows, which was a sign that his spiritual power was exhausted. However, the monk who was taking turns beside him was in an even worse condition and was on the verge of fainting, but he had no choice but to continue to hold on.

"Don't worry, Senior Hei Lu will be here soon. By then, the monsters in front of us will be spiritual materials and spiritual stones. Everyone will get rich!" Ye Zhengwen had no idea when Taoist Hei Lu would come. He didn't even know if Taoist Hei Lu was still in Chongming Sect. But when he replied to the old cultivator Chang Mei, he still raised his voice to make sure that the cultivators in the formation could hear him clearly.

Although the one-eyed giant rarely interacts with others on weekdays, everyone knows that the information he sells is mostly good.

His loud response gave everyone some reassurance.

The monster side also suffered losses as the corpses of monsters in front of the formation piled up more and more. Although there were also casualties among the monks in the formation, they were still much better off than the monsters.

As the strength of the beast group waned, the monks in the formation gritted their teeth and held on, not daring to relax. However, as they saw the size of the beast group getting smaller and smaller, they gradually calmed down.

The spiritual patterns on the formation flags gradually calmed down, and the formation shield became stable except for occasional vibrations, which gave the monks in the formation more confidence while waiting for reinforcements.

"Okay, it's almost time. Let's drive all the monsters up now. We won't have to attack for long before they collapse on their own!" The female cultivator in the tiger jacket laughed and waved her hand. After receiving the order, the short and thin cultivator took out a short flute and blew it. The yellow-billed black owl swooped down and circled in the air again, sweeping low over the large group of beasts still hiding in the mountains and forests, and let out a long cry.

The monks guarding the formation saw a cloud of dust rising from the forest opposite, the scale of which was much larger than before. An even larger group of beasts rushed over, and did not give the monks in the formation much time to react. They directly pressed down the previous group of monsters that had lost their edge and crashed into the protective shield of the formation.

"Crack", "Crack", all that could be heard was a loud noise from the formation. One by one, the formation flags that were waving in the wind broke and fell down, making the protection of the formation even thinner. In the blink of an eye, several monks were directly knocked out, and it was unknown whether they were alive or dead.

How could this group of rabble withstand such pressure? In a moment, more cultivators made mistakes in their spiritual spells, their spiritual energy circulated at a standstill, the shock-absorbing power of the formation was lost, and they were severely hit by the monsters and died on the spot.

Seeing this scene, with blood and beast roars everywhere, most of the monks guarding the formation had despair on their faces. At this time, the reinforcements far away in the sky could not comfort them at all, and they only wanted to escape.

However, before they could scatter, Ye Zhengwen, who had just encouraged everyone, shouted "Run!" and quickly evacuated on the flying boat.

He was not the only one who moved quickly. Other cultivators with a little bit of insight, such as Lu Yunniang and the Xue family cultivators, were originally trying their best to defend the formation, but when they saw a larger group of beasts coming, they made preparations in advance.

Although they were in position, they ran much faster than the casual cultivators who were preparing for battle, and in just a few breaths they left the latter far behind.

"The monster is coming! Run!"

"Fuck him, where are the Black Shoe Senior and Foundation Building Nun from Chongming Sect?"

"Only an idiot like you would believe it. I told you long ago that you don't have to worry about it. Just go to these shops to find some valuables and run away after the formation is broken. This Chongming Market was created by a few small Qigong sects to make fun of us. How can they search the mountains and seas to find us afterwards?"

"Stop talking about this, run quickly, or you'll be killed here!"

"Damn it, Xun Sanlang, how dare you chop me! Why are you still coveting the magic weapon I won from you at this time?"

"Haha, Seventh Brother, come quickly, there are still elixirs in Chongming Sect's shop, come quickly, Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother, come and save me, the Moon Spirit Tiger is coming..."

The market was suddenly in chaos. The manager hired by Kuai Wu had some friendship with him and even dragged him for a few steps.

But gradually, the several monsters behind the two men got closer and closer, until the manager could already smell the foul breath in their mouths, causing a trace of confusion to appear on his face.

"Put me down, Lao Dai, put me down, let's go, thank you. Thank you." Kuai Wu endured the severe pain all over his body and tried his best to utter a few words to the manager.

"Brother Kuai is so kind. I will leave first." The manager surnamed Dai felt as if he had been pardoned. Although he would definitely abandon Kuai Wu and run away in the near future, since the latter was so considerate and took the initiative to offer it, he still felt a little relieved from the guilt.

As soon as Kuai Wu said the word "go", the manager surnamed Bai left him behind and fled without looking back.

At this time, Kuai Wu had not yet finished speaking. He was too weak to stand up and could only watch a red-maned wild boar running towards him.

He seemed unaware that the steward surnamed Bai had already left his side. He was still whispering, "Please go back and tell Sect Leader Kang that my little sister and Pei..."

After a "crack" sound, a heavy hoof as thick as a bowl hit Kuai Wu's larynx directly, and then neatly split him into two pieces.

It wasn't just Kuai Wu. The cultivators in the market were completely powerless against the monsters that outnumbered them by several times. Even the mountain visitors who were used to making a living in the Jackdaw Mountains were at a loss as to what to do.

These desperate cultivators usually gain a lot from fighting against monsters. Sometimes, three or four cultivators at the fourth or fifth level of Qi training can bring back the corpses of one or two first-grade top-quality monsters and make a huge profit.

But this time is different from the past when they made all kinds of preparations before entering the mountains in order to hunt some monsters.

Without that preparation, they might not be able to win against the murderous monsters of the same level. Monsters are never just a unilateral source of cultivation for the monks to pick up, but can also be a piece of tender meat in the mouths of the former.

One after another, cultivators were killed by all kinds of monsters. The market that Master Kang had spent a lot of effort to clean up was turned into a slaughterhouse in a moment, and the mixed blood of humans and animals turned into purgatory.

Ye Zhengwen did not show much panic on his face at this moment. His cultivation was only at the middle stage of Qi training back then, but he and Kang Dabao were able to escape from the hands of the foundation-building cultivators who attacked Jiang's business. It goes without saying that he had good skills in saving his life.

Although the beast group behind him is terrifying, there is no second-level monster leading it. His own cultivation has improved a lot compared to the past. As long as he is not unlucky enough to be surrounded and entangled by the monsters, it will not be difficult to escape.

"Huh, let's try our best to help Mr. Kang and bring his two little ones back. Now I should have repaid my favor, right?" Ye Zhengwen used another wind blade and easily cut away a tiger-horned beast that was blocking the way.

Ye Zhengwen wanted to find someone, so he naturally wouldn't try his luck like a headless fly. When he grabbed Jin Shilun earlier, he had already put a spiritual power mark on him, but at this moment, the palm-sized market had already been destroyed by hundreds of monsters pouring in, and the spiritual power was extremely chaotic, so he couldn't find anyone for a while.

Most of the businesses in Chongming Market were small and medium-sized, so they didn't have extra spiritual stones to set up any good magic arrays in the rented shops. Before long, except for a few shops, the entire Chongming Market was almost razed to the ground by these monsters.

More and more monks hiding in the buildings were exposed to the sight of the monsters and were picked out and torn apart by the violent monsters.

The cultivators who choose to escape by flying on a sword may not necessarily escape unscathed, as they are flying high in the sky without any cover. If their sword-controlling skills are not very good, they will become sitting ducks for the monsters and beasts on the ground.

When facing a large group of wind blades or fireballs, if you don’t have good protective measures, you will be knocked down and turned into mud even if you fly up.

Even though Ye Zhengwen's skills were much better than those of ordinary cultivators and he was riding a fairly good first-grade flying boat, he was still hit by four or five fireballs. One side of the flying boat was burnt black, and even the protective magic array of the flying boat was hit and a crack as wide as a little finger appeared.

Ye Zhengwen hurriedly changed the magic spell in his hand and stabilized the flying trajectory of the flying boat, but was entangled by two demonic birds.

After he used some means to kill them, several more evil birds surrounded him.

A yellow-scaled tiger covered in golden armor squatted on the ground and viciously spit out a white flame at Ye Zhengwen who was avoiding the monster bird.

Fortunately, Ye Zhengwen was alert and urged the flying boat to avoid the incident.

Fortunately, there were few evil birds in the herd. Seeing that Ye Zhengwen was difficult to catch, they dispersed to look for other cultivators.

The easy prey is right in front of you, there is no reason to keep chasing after Ye Zhengwen, this piece of tough meat.

After getting rid of the monster bird, Ye Zhengwen did not slow down. He flew over the market, quickly searching for the traces of Jin Shilun and Zhou Xinran. However, he thought that he could not search for too long, otherwise he might be trapped here.

"But if I really leave like this, Kang is a petty person, and he might blame me when we meet again in the future."

At this anxious moment, there was a commotion behind the herd. A team of soldiers wearing Xiezhi uniforms suddenly appeared behind the herd, formed a formation, and fearlessly charged towards the herd that was several times larger than their own.

Don’t underestimate the formation of just a hundred people. The front of the formation has already formed a Xiezhi Dharma image several meters tall.

This giant beast has thick, long, dark hair all over its body and a golden horn on its forehead, and it looks majestic even without being angry.

After just one loud roar, the movements of the beasts all came to a halt, and the effect of the colorless fragrance seemed to be wiped out in an instant.

Not only were the monsters shocked into not moving, but all the "worms, scales, hair, and feathers" in the field were also shocked back to clarity by the roar, and the brutal murderous intent in their hearts also faded a lot.

"This is the Xiezhi Iron Guard that Tie Liuyun trained in Jingnan Prefecture. It is said that they already have the prototype of Taoist soldiers! Run!" The female cultivator in the tiger jacket hiding in the dark was so frightened that her pupils dilated and she shouted loudly. As soon as she turned around, she saw that her three junior brothers were not there beside her. She cursed at them immediately and then flew away without looking back.

The outcome of the battle was reversed the moment Tie Liuyun's Xiezhi Iron Guards appeared on the battlefield.

Without the temptation of the fragrance, the monsters are not stupid creatures without intelligence, and there is no reason for them to risk such heavy casualties and continue to fight the monks to the death.

When the monks who were at a disadvantage saw the reinforcements coming, their courage which had originally dissipated gradually returned.

With the ups and downs, and the fierce formation of the Xiezhi Iron Guards, the huge Xiezhi Dharma image, emitting mysterious light, plunged into the dense herd of beasts, waving its giant claws wantonly, and the monsters died if they were approached or brushed against it.

In a short while, it was cleaned up.

The beasts were so frightened that they screamed and fled in all directions.

The monks who survived the disaster cried, laughed, fought and cursed.

"Kang Dabao, who was in trouble, is incapable of building a market! He can't even defend it!"

"Damn it! Let's see how Nai Gong punishes him when we meet!"

"Where are the people from Chongming Sect? Come out quickly, is there no explanation yet?"

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"Stop cursing. I just came back from Jin County. There are hardly any living people in the market there. It's still relatively good here." Tie Liuyun shouted softly, and the noise in the field stopped.

He first looked at the retreating herd of animals, with a strange look in his eyes, and then he landed from a sturdy black falcon.

"Where is Kang Dabao? Is he still alive?" Tie Liuyun looked around and didn't find the person he was meeting, so he asked.

"To reply to Commander Tie, Kang Dabao is not here, but there are still people in their Chongming Sect. That one-eyed wild man is his damn foreign affairs elder." A casual cultivator with half of his face torn off by a monster stood up with a look of... half hatred on his face, and shouted at Ye Zhengwen who was hiding in the flying boat.

He had honestly helped to defend the formation before, but was almost sold to the monster by this guy. Naturally, he was angry.

Ye Zhengwen glared at the casual cultivator fiercely. He had no intention of facing the foundation-building cultivator directly. However, he had no choice but to get off the flying boat and bow to Tie Liuyun, saying, "Greetings, Commander Tie."

"You've done a good job. We still have Linghe Market to save, so I can't stay for too long. You continue to guard this place and tell your family member Kang Dabao to wait in the sect. I'll look for him later if I need anything."

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