Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 183 Sitting together
"I have heard that you are well versed in military tactics and have been praised by Lord Bo and Sima Fei. I hope you can contribute to the military affairs of this alliance."

Jia Wen Ze, the foundation-building cultivator sent by Shujian Sect to lead the team in this battle, looks like an elegant scholar. His words are as refreshing as a spring breeze, and he is much better than his nephew Heng Yixuan in terms of behavior.

But at the moment, he was sitting in the center of the big tent and his condition was not very good. His face was bloodless, and there was a grass-black arrow covered with runes stuck in the middle of his chest.

Normally, the extermination of the Grass Witch Cult should have been led by people sent by Zi Fenggu, whose leader had died.

Unfortunately, the remaining two foundation builders in Zifeng Valley were chasing Chen Ye with red eyes in Yunjiaozhou! So this job was taken over by Ye Mengzhu with noble character.

He was a man of high moral character, but this job fell on Jia Wen Ze, the least experienced foundation-building cultivator in Shujian Sect.

He originally thought that this was just a business that he could handle with ease, but he never expected that he would be seriously injured by a Qi-cultivating monk. Besides feeling unlucky, he also felt a little embarrassed.

Although Jia Wen Ze has already established his foundation, if he wants to gain more say in the sect, he naturally has to show off some outstanding achievements.

Why was he chosen to do such a lucrative task as attacking and destroying the Grass Witch Cult? Wasn't it because he had no status in the sect?

Being seriously injured by a small Qi training sect is not a good thing. If this matter is brought up by people of the same level in the future, they will be ridiculed.

It was an injury, and it would heal in two or three years, but the Grass Witch Cult's formation had not been broken yet, which made Jia Wen Ze a little anxious.

As the saying goes, when one is desperate, one will try any possible means to get help from Buddha. As soon as the famous head of Kangda arrived, he was targeted by him.

The nephew of the Taoist Hei Lu, first followed Fei Nan to pacify the Wu Xiang Sect, then became the son-in-law of the Fei family, and survived in the spirit stone vein led by the second-level gold-eating rat in Tanggu County, and easily defeated the most famous son-in-law of the Huo family.
After going through all these things, Master Kang's reputation among the nearby Qigong practitioners is not small. He must be really capable and not a good-for-nothing, right?

"I am honored to be able to contribute to the alliance." Kang Dabao hurriedly lowered his head to respond, but turned around and cursed in his heart: "Master, I know nothing about military tactics. Why do you foundation-building cultivators come to attack me when you have nothing to do? Daoist friend, am I the top star?"

"Good! Yi'en, please go and take a look at the formation. The small Grass Witch Cult has been slow to surrender, making the other sects laugh at us." Jia Wenzhe waved his hand with some difficulty, and Heng Yi'en responded and led Kang Dabao out of the tent.

"Senior Jia's injuries seem to be serious." Kang Dabao asked softly after they were far away.

"Uncle Master didn't investigate for the time being and was ambushed by villains. It will be fine in a moment. There's no need for you to worry, Master Kang." Heng Yi glanced at Kang Dabao and said in a cold voice.

Kang Dabao felt unhappy and didn't say anything. It seemed like this guy was born with squint. Would he die suddenly if he looked at me straight in the eye?
The Grass Witch Cult's mountain protection formation is quite strong. It was built by a famous formation master based on the poison altar in the Grass Witch Cult, creating a second-grade, medium-quality black water poison wood formation.

This formation was jointly planned and constructed by the Grass Witch Sect in the early years, and it is not inferior to the Shangyuan Golden Fighting Formation of the Wuxiang Sect.

In order to build this grand formation, the disciples of this small Qi training sect, the Grass Witch Cult, have not received their annual salaries for nearly ten years. They really have a sense of unity.

Patriarch Zhang of Chongming Sect was invited to congratulate in those days, and he said that it was exactly the same, except that it was similar to the Chongming Sect's protective formation.

Time flies, and both Grandmaster Zhang and the protective formation that the disciples of Chongming Sect were proud of are gone. Now only a fat sect leader and his three fellow disciples are revisiting the formation that the grandmaster once praised.

The grade of the Grass Witch Cult's second-level formation is absolutely genuine. Several of the Grass Witch Cult's elders have been studying formations since they were young and have mastered the techniques of controlling formations to perfection.

Even at this moment, there were dozens of disciples from Shujian Sect, Feiyue Shan Family, and Zifeng Valley, leading a hundred or two hundred independent cultivators to besiege the formation, but the protective light of the Black Water Poison Wood Formation did not weaken much.

Even under heavy siege, the Black Water Poison Wood Formation still shot out several black poisonous arrows from time to time.

Every time the poison arrows were fired, there would be casualties on the side of the New Cloud Alliance. After only half a day of siege, not only did the independent cultivators suffer heavy casualties, but nearly ten disciples from the three foundation-building sects also died.

Heng Yi led Kang Dabao and others to meet the leading disciples of the four families.

The leading disciple of Shujian Sect was not Heng Yixuan. That disciple's surname was Jia. He looked like a rough swordsman, with a long beard and phoenix eyes, and he had a bold and generous demeanor.

The Shan family sent a beautiful woman dressed in palace clothes. She spoke softly, had a graceful demeanor, and a well-proportioned figure.

There were two young men with the surname Shen in Zifeng Valley, one was Shen Jin and the other was Shen Tu. She still had some impression of the head of the sect, Shen Tu. She must have seen him when she was visiting Linghe market with Changsheng Ruyi a few years ago. She had the impression that he was on good terms with Mrs. Chong.

The leading disciple of Hemu Dao was the last one. Kang Dabao was quite familiar with him. He was a junior fellow apprentice of Heilu Daoist. His surname was Han. He had good Taoism skills and was already at the seventh level of Qi training, specializing in dual cultivation.

In the Hemu Dao today, he and the disciple who often came to the Chongming Sect to ask the Black-shoe Taoist to return to the sect are the joint leaders.

After the few people gathered together, they exchanged greetings roughly. The rough swordsman was more impatient and asked first: "I have heard that Master Kang is proficient in military tactics. Do you have any good plans?"

The other people also looked over. Kang Dabao, who was the center of attention, felt a little helpless. He had only managed to win by chance against the weak soldiers sent by the Five Phases Sect. Why did everyone make him the Marquis of Huaiyin?
"Thank you for your kindness, fellow Taoist. I am a dull person. Even if I have some humble ideas, how can I say that I have a brilliant strategy? Therefore, the rule of using troops is: do not attack the sharp troops, and besiege the troops to make a gap. Maybe you can give it a try."

Since Sun Tzu's Art of War was written by a mortal, but it contains profound insights, and since it can be used in mortal military formations, it should also be possible for cultivators to use it, right?

Several leading disciples gathered together and discussed for a while, then adopted Kang Dabao's suggestion without any opinion.

First, they lifted one side of the encirclement, and most of the disciples from each sect also withdrew, leaving only one or two disciples to guard the periphery to supervise the battle, and the independent practitioners in front of the formation only harassed from a distance.

After this, the old man in the main formation of the Grass Witch Cult fired several black arrows, killing only four or five independent cultivators in total. It was almost meaningless to the battle situation.

The heads of the Grass Witch Cult disciples that Kang Dabao had harvested earlier came in handy again. He threw one at the Grass Witch Cult's formation every once in a while.

The bloody appearance of their fellow disciples whose heads and bodies were separated made the Grass Witch Sect disciples in the formation gradually lose their spirits.

From time to time, someone would glance at the empty space outside the formation.

After attacking for another hour, a disciple of the Grass Witch Cult finally lost his patience and begged the old man in the main formation: "Chief Shaman, surrender!"

"Surrender?!" The chief witch of the Grass Witch Cult snorted in his heart, "How can it be that easy!"

Sect leader Chen Ye has caused a huge disaster, and the people from Zifeng Valley are waiting outside to vent their anger!
Throw away the magic tools and talismans, give up your life and property, and then let others bully you? Become a miner, a zombie, or a furnace? Oh, I am old now, I guess I don’t need to be a furnace anymore.

But what should we do?! The aid came in a strange way, without any beginning or end. It was obvious that someone wanted the Grass Witch Cult to make more knives and bleed the New Cloud Alliance!

Chen Ye, Chen Ye, you and your fellow apprentice have been scheming against each other for so many years. You have caused so much trouble outside, and in the end you have to make me take the knife for you!

"Bang!" After a loud noise, the old man's face trembled slightly, and a tiny crack appeared on the formation shield, and then it returned to normal.

But the cultivators in the formation were still frightened. Seeing that the opponent couldn't even build the foundation, the foundation of their own protective formation was shaken by the opponent.

"The three Heavenly Thunder Seeds and the Three Talents Raiding Formation can be used together to achieve much better results." Kang Dabao narrowed his eyes and praised.

This was a little trick recorded in Master Zhang's notes. Kang Dabao had remembered it a long time ago, but Chongming Sect had no money to buy Tianlei Seeds in these years. It was a good opportunity for him to verify it when the Shujian Sect, this wealthy family, produced spiritual stones.

"Gentlemen work with their minds, while villains work with their bodies. What fellow Kang Daoyou guessed was right. They are starting to panic!" A beautiful woman in palace dress praised him. She seemed to have a piece of soft jade in her mouth, and her words were soft, sweet, and made people's ears itch.

Kang Dabao was very careful. After hearing what the beautiful woman in palace dress said, he thought it was all the credit of his fellow Taoists and did not dare to take any credit for it.

As soon as Master Kang finished speaking, another round of poisonous arrows was fired from the formation. Unexpectedly, the New Cloud Alliance did not suffer any damage, and even the trembling group of independent cultivators were safe and sound.

This was the first time that the two sides had fought for such a long time. At this moment, the two black-robed monks hiding in the distance also discovered this situation.

One person said, "How can the people of the Grass Witch Cult be so useless? It's a pity that the alliance still supports them with so many talisman spirit stones."

Another person continued, "We didn't send any personnel, but only gave them some external objects, except for six poisonous wooden arrows, which were all low-level. They were able to hold out until now under the siege of several times the number of state court hawks and dogs, and they were able to seriously injure Jia Wenze with poisonous arrows, which was already a pleasant surprise.

The alliance originally only wanted to cause some trouble to the New Cloud Alliance. Kuang Liuting was really angry this time, so we dare not offend him. He even kills fake Dan, and the few foundation builders in our alliance can't stand him.

Even several of the foundation-building uncles secretly made it difficult for the foundation-building true cultivators sent by the New Cloud Alliance to pursue Chen Ye, fearing that they would be caught by the state court. Speaking of which, I don’t know if the uncles can free up their hands earlier. If any of them comes, Jia Wenze will not be able to go back today. "

"Is Yunjiaozhou still ruled by Liangyi Sect? I feel..."

"Shut up! How dare you say such things? You are really asking for your life."

Behind the two men, a Taoist with messy beard, linen clothes and black shoes was standing on the top of a tree, listening carefully, as if thinking about something.

When Jia Wen Ze heard the news that there was a change in the Grass Witch Cult's formation, he immediately walked out with a sword in hand.

I don't know if he used a secret technique or took some kind of magical medicine, but I saw that the gray-black arrow that was originally stuck in his chest had disappeared. At this moment, Jia Wenze's face was ruddy and his energy was good. There was no sign of serious injury at all.

His appearance made the Grass Witch Cult disciples in the formation even more depressed, and they shot several poisonous arrows at them, trying to repeat the same trick and seriously injure Jia Wen Ze again.

But the guarded foundation-building cultivator was not so easy to deal with. Just a few light slashes of the sword easily shattered the fantasy of the Grass Witch Sect disciple.

Even the chief witch of the Grass Witch Cult in the main formation secretly glanced at the empty space outside the formation. Should he wait for death or walk into the trap? He couldn't make up his mind at this time.

Jia Wen Ze, who had cut off the poison arrow, did not move. He just stood in front of the Grass Witch Cult's formation with cold eyes. The flying sword he flew shone like snow, and there was a chilling aura, as if to say, "Come and try again."

Seeing that Jia Wen Ze had recovered to his full potential, the joy that the Grass Witch Cult disciples had felt after defeating the Foundation Establishment Cultivator disappeared in an instant.

There was a buzzing sound among the group in the formation. A few panicked elders and deacons scolded softly, but it was not enough to suppress it, and instead the discussion became louder.

The large empty space outside the formation was like a magnet, and almost everyone turned their heads to look at it.

"Run! Run! What does the disaster caused by Chen Ye have to do with us? You don't want to be trapped here to death in vain!" A green-faced monk roared and rushed out of the formation without looking back.

When Shen Jin and Shen Tu saw this, they picked up their magic weapons and were about to chase and kill him, but were stopped by Kang Dabao and Jiang Qing.

Seeing that the monks from the New Cloud Alliance really did not kill them all, the Grass Witch Sect disciples in the formation became even more restless.

Everyone is not stupid, they know this is a strategy to break the enemy's formation, but, what if it is a strategy? The one who runs ahead will always be let go by them! Then why don't I run!
Just as the green-faced monk was about to escape the sight of the monks from both sides, the chief priest of the Grass Witch Cult spit out a short grass-black nail from his mouth, which quickly nailed the green-faced monk in the back.

The green-faced monk who was hit paused, turned his head to look at his mentor in the formation in disbelief, and then turned into a pool of pus.

"It takes ten years to grow one black death nail, but you were reluctant to use it on the miscellaneous creatures outside the formation just now, and actually used it on your own disciple!" The chief priest took a complicated look at the disciple whose body was mutilated, and cursed himself in his heart.

He did not feel sad for long, and continued to look back and said to his fellow disciples: "Don't think that running away will lead to any good consequences. Yunjiaozhou is big, but we will still have nowhere to stay after we get out.

If you just think about what it feels like to be arrested, tortured, and allowed to do whatever one wants, you won't do stupid things. Three days, just hold on for another three days, and the formation will have black water and mysterious light to kill the enemy. You saw what happened to those casual cultivators just now, they couldn't hold on for too long.

The thieves outside have made many enemies. As long as we hold on for a while, someone will come to help us. Don't worry."

The conversation between their fellow disciple who had turned into pus and the prestigious Chief Priest Shaman finally calmed the nervous mood of the Grass Shaman Cult disciples a little.

At the same time, the chief priest witch unexpectedly shot another round of poisonous arrows, which actually killed several relaxed cultivators and pierced two Shujianmen disciples through like a string of candied haws, which shocked the Caowu Sect.

This action made Jia Wenze's expression change slightly. How brave! This was undoubtedly a demonstration to him!

So he suppressed his injuries, raised the long sword in his hand, and a huge light shadow several feet long condensed on the sword body, which heavily slashed on the light shield of the formation.

"Hiss" The cracks that appeared on the light shield this time were obviously slightly smaller than those caused by the previous Tianlei Zi, and they quickly recovered to their original state.

However, there were still two Grass Witch Sect disciples in the early stage of Qi training in the formation. Because of their restless minds, they were attracted by the sword light and messed up their hand seals. They lost the protection of the formation and were blown out of the crowd by the impact force. They bleed from their mouths and were obviously not going to survive.

The morale that had just been gathered in the formation was very fragile! With just a slightly unfavorable situation, the disciples of the Grass Witch Cult fell into a situation where everyone was in danger.

Affected by this, the array light seemed to dim for a moment. The elders of the Grass Witch Cult reacted quickly and shouted loudly. The disciples focused their minds and the array light returned to normal in an instant.

But Sect Leader Kang, who had been paying attention to the movements of the formation outside the formation, could see it clearly. After all, he had extraordinary pupil skills and his eyesight was not inferior to that of Jia Wenzhe, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

His eyes flashed and shot out two sharp rays of light. Since he had noticed the changes in the Grass Witch Cult's formation, it was time to attack!
"Attack!" Kang Dabao found the right opportunity and shouted loudly. The short blade flew out first and stabbed heavily on the light shield of the formation.

Kang Dabao's attack was the signal! The leading disciples of each sect issued orders one after another, and led the independent cultivators to start a fierce attack.

It had been a long time since they had experienced such a fierce attack like a tide. The disciples of the Grass Witch Sect in the formation instantly panicked. Many of them made mistakes in a hurry, and the originally well-functioning formation had many flaws, which kept flickering under the fierce attack of the New Cloud Alliance!

"Hold on! Hold on! The one who just built his foundation must have been seriously injured and can no longer attack! These Qi training monks can't do anything to our protective formation. Just hold on! Our reinforcements will be here soon!"

At this moment, the chief priest kept making promises. He didn't care about being stingy at this moment, and spit out two black death nails, killing one and injuring another of the Zifeng Valley disciples who were charging in the front.

Even so, no matter how he promised, he could not suppress the chaos in the formation. Seeing fellow disciples being killed on the spot by attacks outside the formation, these Grass Witch Cult disciples could not help but become chaotic!
"Bang!" Another three sky thunder seeds carrying the Three Talents Array-sweeping Talisman hit the array light shield.

What was different from before was that the cracks formed this time were not repaired instantly like before. After a while, there was still a small fine line that did not disappear for a long time. This change made the disciples in the formation even more nervous.

"Kill!" An elder of the Grass Witch Cult used a long sword to cut two wandering cultivators outside the formation into several pieces, and then he fled out of the formation to the open space outside the formation.

Through this fight today, I have lived up to the sect’s kindness in cultivating me!
"Elder Zhao!"

"Run! The elders are gone!"

"Run, everyone will die if you don't run!"

"Don't leave! No one is allowed to leave! I want to avenge my second brother, you thief, take this bone hammer from your father!"

The Grass Witch Cult is gone!
Voices of begging for mercy, noise, and crying were heard incessantly. The chief priestess of the Grass Witch Cult, who was born and raised here, closed his eyes in a cold heart, then suddenly opened them and stared at Jia Wenzhe, who was standing outside the formation with a sneer on his face.

"You're really cultivating by building your foundation, right? That's amazing! I made Chen Ye pee in the past. Do you believe that the Grass Witch Cult will kill another one of them today?!"

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