Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 182 Aftermath
"Whoosh", the firefly on the green oil lamp flickered suddenly, and after it went out, leaving behind a little green smoke.

The true disciple who was guarding the life lamp in the hall was in a panic. Soon, the whole Zifeng Valley was filled with roars and crying.

"Shen Ang is dead!"

The news spread quickly to every corner of Yunjiao Prefecture. In some places, people heard about the establishment of the New Yun League just after receiving the news of Shen Ang's death.

Ye Zhen, the first leader of the alliance, looked particularly unhappy after hearing the news. Tie Liuyun also looked livid. Who was slapping the state court in the face? The Liangyi Sect or the Yue Family?
Or was it because the old man, Earl Nan'an, had killed three fake Dan from the Yunshui Sect in Dingzhou not long ago, and offended them so much that even they took action?

I don’t know what my uncle is thinking.

Because of the tacit understanding of the bigwigs above, the Liangyi Sect only had to use a little strength to keep the golden elixir from moving, which was enough to make the Zhouting people exhausted. If they were to provoke the Yunshui Sect, which was even more huge, at this time
Sweat started to flow down Tie Liuyun's forehead. It was true that this gentleman was from a noble family and had great abilities, but it was also true that he had the ability to cause trouble.

Don't be surprised that he just walked away and returned to Zhongzhou to form his Dan, while people like Tie Liuyun who worked for him were trapped here and couldn't get out.

This is not impossible. The Kuang family is used to doing this kind of thing. Otherwise, even if it were only relying on the legacy of the founding emperor, the royal family of the Xian Dynasty would not be so weak today.

The news that Zifeng Valley's head, Shen Ang, was attacked and killed soon reached the provincial court. The news also came from the provincial court. The Lord was furious and smashed the wine cup again.

No one dared to delay at this time. Sima Gunjia received the order and took people to rush to Tanggu County to track down the real culprit.

After several days of investigation, an old Qigong practitioner led a group of foundation-building practitioners to find the official road where Shen Ang died.

He pointed to a small pit with many drop-shaped pits close together and said, "This should be the trace of some kind of voodoo blood splashing. According to the disciples of Zifeng Valley, Shen Ang has never practiced such a method. It is very likely that it was left by the murderer."

He flicked his sleeves and blew away the dust covering the pit, revealing a dark red bloodstain. The old Qigong practitioner took out a set of tools, took out a thin needle made of a second-level demon bone, and gently placed the tip of the needle on the bloodstain.

The pure white bone needle turned black and then quickly turned white, and a foul-smelling smoke came out from the end of the needle. Everyone tried to avoid it, but the old Qigong practitioner's eyes lit up and he went over to sniff it carefully.

"The smoke tastes bitter and spicy. This person's cultivation should not be at the foundation building stage yet, but his magic power is quite strong. He must have been stuck in the perfect Qi training stage for many years."

Not long after, the old cultivator found several more traces nearby, and he examined them one by one.

A few hours later, the old cultivator wrote down the test results on a piece of silk and organized them clearly before he said to Sima Yan, "The murderer is undoubtedly Chen Ye.

He first used a Yin-type spell of at least Hong-level to break Shen Ang's vine spell, then used two pseudo-spiritual tools to fight Shen Ang's flying sword, and then used the Great Perfection Water Swallowing Spell and the Spirit Summoning Spell. In the end, he must have used poison to kill Shen Ang."

"Chen Ye?!" If he didn't know that this person was the one that the Earl wanted from the Dali Temple in the Imperial Capital, Sima Gunjia would really not believe his reasoning.

After all, even among the local foundation-building cultivators in Yunjiao Province, there are not many who can kill Shen Ang, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation-building, in a one-on-one manner.

Just relying on the experience of a man who is almost 100 years old? I heard that he was injured in his early years and has never recovered.

But if you think about it carefully, Chen Ye, a Qi training monk, has two pseudo-spiritual weapons, several spells that have been practiced to perfection and can restrain the means of Shen Ang, and a rare poison that can kill a foundation building monk.
It also takes a lot of thought to prepare these methods, and even an ordinary foundation-building cultivator would not have them.

Sima Gun was silent for a while, then brought Shen Jin, the nephew of Shen Ang, to question him. After asking him again about the process of bringing Chen Ye to meet Shen Ang, he made up his mind.

"Each county has issued an arrest warrant. Whoever finds Chen Ye will be rewarded with 30,000 spirit stones if he is captured alive, and 10,000 spirit stones if he is dead!" Frankly speaking, the reward for arresting a murderer who killed a foundation-building cultivator is not very high. After all, even if the foundation-building cultivator takes over, he still runs the risk of being killed by the murderer.

But as soon as the arrest warrant came out, many people in Yunjiao Province were interested. Come to think of it, it's just the head of a Qi training cultivator, but it's worth half a foundation-building pill!
Not to mention that the true practitioners of foundation building had this idea, even many courageous Qi training practitioners had this idea.

Countless low-level cultivators are greedy and ready to make a move. The new Yunmeng cultivators obey the orders and go out in full force. The Yunjiaozhou cultivators are lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move.
The matter was of great importance, so Kang Dabao certainly couldn't escape and was arrested along with several of his fellow apprentices in Tanggu County.

Taoist Heilu will not go with them this time. Although the fighting skills of the younger generations of Mo Jiangmingzong are quite good among their peers, if Taoist Heilu goes with them, they will definitely hold him back.

Taoist Heilu now only has a few hundred spirit stones on him, so he will not give up this good opportunity to enrich himself.

Before leaving, Taoist Hei Lu called Kang Dabao and the others with a serious expression and warned them, "You cannot deal with Chen Ye. Follow the other three disciples to wipe out the disciples of the Grass Witch Cult."

Kang Dabao nodded quickly after hearing this. He knew that this was a job that could earn money, so there was no way he would refuse.

As he spoke, Kang Dabao quickly tugged at the sleeve of Jiang Qing who was standing beside him.

The latter showed a helpless look. Although he liked fighting, he was not a fool. Chen Ye was an opponent who could defeat a true cultivator of foundation building. Jiang Qing still had this self-knowledge and knew that he was not his opponent yet.

Pei Yi asked, "Uncle Master, is Chen Ye really that difficult to deal with?"

Taoist Heishi nodded slightly: "Although he used some tricks, it would be dangerous for ordinary Qingye Foundation Establishment cultivators, unless they are late-stage cultivators, to face him."

After hearing what Kang Dabao said, he began to admire the old man Chen Ye.

The Qi training and foundation building would be enough for the disciples of the Grass Witch Cult to brag about for a few years, if those disciples could still live to that time.
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Li Jun was standing on a small green leaf sword. He was in a bad mood after having spent a whole night in a small tribe of immortal cultivators. He swayed in the air for a long time before he could barely stabilize himself.

"Second Grandfather is really capable. His friendship with Elder Zhao in the early years was indeed true. Hehe, I have suddenly become an inner disciple of the Grass Witch Cult. There is no place in Pingrong County that I cannot go! I must respect him well and let him live a few more years. It will be very good for me."

"It's just that these exams that happen every five or ten days are a bit annoying. They always have to go through the motions." Li Jun muttered again with his head down. The scent of powder wafting from her collar rushed into his nostrils. He couldn't help but take a few more breaths, and his mood became increasingly unhappy.

He had just crawled out of the land of comfort and was now filled with resentment. His mood only improved slightly when he aimed at the Qingye Sword under his feet.

"If I were still a casual cultivator, I don't know how long it would take me to collect enough spirit stones to buy a high-level flying sword." Li Jun's face lit up with joy when he thought of this.

Thinking of this, Li Jun's mood became a little better. He cheered himself up and looked forward.

"What's so dazzling?" Li Jun's eyes narrowed slightly because of the bright spot in front of him. In the next moment, he felt a chill on his neck. Jiang Qing avoided the blood column, and flicked the Seven Lights Heart-Slashing Sword in the air with his fingers. The blood beads slid down along the tip of the sword along with the wind from his fingers. After doing this, Jiang Qing frowned and threw the head to Kang Dabao.

"This is the fourth one, and it's so easy." Kang Dabao nodded with a smile, quite satisfied. He could take advantage of the fact that these stupid birds were not informed and reap a good harvest.

"Big Brother, Senior Uncle Heilu can give you some advice, but you should fight for it!" Jiang Qing complained with dissatisfaction on his face.

As the leader of a sect, he led a few fellow disciples to kill the low-level disciples of the Grass Witch Sect here. Such behavior is unspeakable.

"Senior brother is indeed steady." Pei Yi, who was assigned by Kang Dabao to inspect the storage bags, had a complicated expression and also added a sentence.

Yuan Jin laughed at the side, "Little Sanzi has finally gotten what he deserves. When he was younger, whenever I talked to the head brother about these things, he would always stand on his side. Now I have tasted the bitterness of this, and it must be hard to bear."

"Among the three foundation-building forces, only the Shujian Sect has sent a Jia Wenze, who was promoted only within the past twenty years. Let's wait and see. Do you really think that the Caowu Sect is that easy to defeat? They have been entrenched in Pingrong County for many years, and they have accumulated a lot of experienced people like Chen Ye. Even if they are not as good as Chen Ye, they are not easy to deal with. How can they be wiped out so easily?"

Kang Dabao looked nonchalant as he snatched the list from Pei Yi's hand and took a quick look at it.

"Yes, we earned another two hundred spirit stones. These disciples of the Grass Witch Cult are much richer than the poor independent cultivators."

Perhaps to verify his words, a few waves of embarrassed monks passed by from a distance. Jiang Qing waved his sword in a circle and stopped them all. Pei Yi took out the list and checked them one by one, and found that none of them were disciples of the Grass Witch Sect.

These cultivators were all injured to varying degrees, their cultivation was not high, and they were all lingering in the early and middle stages of Qi training.

Kang Dabao interrogated them with the help of his flying sword and found out that this group of people were all independent cultivators with good information from the nearby counties who wanted to take advantage of the situation.

Unexpectedly, they were captured by the Shujian Sect's disciples. A team of hundreds of people was killed by most of them after only three attacks from the Caowu Sect's formation.

The remaining ones tried to escape but were killed by a group of disciples from Shujian Sect. A few of them were lucky enough to escape but were stopped by Kang Dabao and his men.

The cries and injuries of this group of wandering cultivators were absolutely true. Kang Dabao had only asked half of his questions when one of the wandering cultivators died on the spot due to his injuries that he could no longer suppress.

No matter how miserable their lives were, no one would have much sympathy for them. Were they heading to the Grass Witch Cult's headquarters for a feast?
In front of a group of wandering cultivators, Kang Dabao unabashedly picked up the storage bag of the dead cultivator.

He asked the cultivators about the details of their words over and over again until he was sure that he was not fooled by these cultivators. Only then did he finally lose interest, but he didn't pay any more attention to them.

This group of wandering cultivators were so frightened that they trembled in fear and huddled together. In the end, Pei Yi was kind-hearted and applied some cheap medicine to their wounds before letting them go.

Kang Dabao secretly felt lucky that the one who retreated was not a disciple of the Grass Witch Sect, and that the Grass Witch Sect's formation had not been broken yet, otherwise the Chongming Sect would not even be able to get a sip of soup.

When the head of Kangda reacted, he first glanced at his three fellow disciples with an arrogant look, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"Look, what are you fighting for? If we follow the large army to besiege the Grass Witch Cult's base, maybe even some of our fellow disciples will get hurt."

"Hmph." Although Kang Dabao was right, Jiang Qing was still a little angry. He held the Seven Stars Heart-Slaying Sword in his arms and dozed off where he stood.

Kang Dabao and Yuan Jin both knew his straightforward nature and ignored him. Pei Yi, however, was used to mediating situations, and just as he was about to offer some advice, he heard a few screams coming from the direction where the cultivators had fled.

Jiang Qing opened his eyes and saw a swordsman in white riding a blood-red sword towards Chongmingzong and his entourage.

"Master Jia was wondering why the fellow Taoists from Chongming Sect hadn't arrived yet, and he asked me to keep an eye out when I was chasing the fugitives. I never thought that they were actually here to exploit the independent cultivators."

The white-robed swordsman looked quite ordinary. After he finished speaking, he deliberately glanced at Jiang Qing, who was holding a sword in his arms, with a look of disdain.

How could Jiang Qing bear such humiliation? He was just a person in the late stage of Qi training. It was not like Master Jiang had never slaughtered him before.

He was about to explode, but Kang Dabao held out his hand to stop him. The latter's eyes narrowed, and he pointed out four heads and said to the white-clothed swordsman: "Daoyou, you are wrong. We brothers are just using the correct method of the military strategists, surrounding a point and attacking the reinforcements."

"Haha." The swordsman in white said with disdain, not even looking at him, "Well, my uncle said that the fighting in the front is intense, so you should go to the Grass Witch Cult's headquarters first, and then come to the rear to surround and attack the reinforcements."

Kang Dabao was a little angry. This guy was so unruly. The words "besiege the point and attack the reinforcements" even had emphasis on the Chinese characters!
I don't understand the ways of the world. Some things are just known, why bother explaining them!

"Zhongming Zongkang Dabao, I haven't asked for your advice."

"Shujian Sect's Heng Yi'an." Heng Yi'an raised his head and bowed as he announced his name. "Please come in."

The other party used the foundation-building cultivation as a cover, and Kang Dabao had no excuse. He led his three fellow apprentices and followed Heng Yi to the Cao Wu Cult's headquarters.

The people from the New Cloud Alliance who besieged the Grass Witch Cult's formation included not only disciples from various sects, but also a larger number of independent cultivators.

Conscription during war is an eternal practice. Do you think you can become an idle wanderer just because you have cultivated immortality? You want to eat! If you don't become the master who fills the moat, then my own disciple will become the master!
This scene was much more tragic than the attack on Wuxiang Sect. At that time, they had the upper hand. The Wuxiang Sect's leader had just passed away and their formation was unstable. Sima Fei and Sima Gun easily wiped out a group of foundation builders, and there was almost no one in the formation who could defeat them.

Under such circumstances, the state court seemed to be at ease when besieging the Wuxiangmen formation, and it took them down without much effort.

Now, Jia Wenzhe is injured!
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