Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 199: Uncle Master Comes Out
It was a sunny and breezy day. The head of the Chongming Sect, Kang Da, who was stationed in Chongming Market, returned to Chongming Sect after a long absence for a happy event.

Pei Yi, who has always been elegant and refined, couldn't help but become vulgar. The smile on his face never disappeared, and he couldn't suppress his grin.

This is also what it should be.

"A boy was born, with a bed to sleep on, clothes to wear, and a jade to play with." For Pei Yi, today was indeed a big happy event.

Only one year after the younger sister of the Kuai family entered the family, she gave birth to a son for Pei Yi. This really made the Chongming Sect, where the human affection had not yet faded, lively again.

Fortunately, apart from some business in Chongming Building, Ye Zhengwen and the two younger generations Zhou Xinran and Jin Shilun are still in charge. Kang Dabao can't interfere in the affairs of the market. Yuan Jin also seems to have nothing to do because all the evil cultivators and robbery cultivators in the surrounding areas have stopped their activities.

Since everyone was free, Kang Dabao brought Jiang Qing and Yuan Jin back to Chongmingzong to attend the wedding banquet.

It is a good thing that Kang Dabao no longer has to manage Chongming Market. He gets a salary as a white-collar worker, and his annual bonus is paid on time. It is much better than when Kang Dabao worked hard to build Chongming Market but did not get much spirit stones.

Master Kang has not been back for a long time, so he took this opportunity to meet up with old friends nearby.

Using this as an excuse, Pei Yi invited many heads of close forces to come to Kang Dabao's place.

But Chongming Sect is different now. Many friends and guests came to congratulate, but families like Qin, Ye, Lin and Xue, which used to look down on Chongming Sect’s power, now have no right to sit at the main table, even their head Xue Hu.

He Dezong was sitting in the guest of honor seat and felt a little sad when he saw this scene.

Seeing that Kang Dabao, who was not much younger than him, not only rapidly advanced from the fourth level of Qi training to the eighth level in just a few years, but also transformed from a peddler into a real leader.

On the other hand, He Dezong himself has been shouting "there is hope for building a foundation" and "there is hope for building a foundation" for many years, but now he is still just swaggering around with these four words, with almost no changes over the years, and he continues to run around for He'er, for the various branches of the family, and for Senior Lang.
He Dezong took a sip of the spirit wine and felt that every time he came to Chongmingzong, he would envy Kang Dabao even more.

Compared with He Dezong, He Degong was in a much better mood.

Since his son He Yuanbing entered the Chongming Sect, his cultivation has been much smoother than his elder brother. Judging from his aura, he will be able to break through the level and become a mid-stage Qi training cultivator in a few years.

Although this speed of improvement is far slower than that of his nephew Yuanhe who is a disciple of Shishan Sect, it is much faster than that of He Yuanbin's brothers.

Next to He Degong there was a person who was out of tune with the cheers around him. His cultivation was quite high and he was already in the late stage of Qi training. As he drank cup after cup of spiritual wine, his eyes became a little blurry.

Kang Dabao noticed this person and raised his glass to toast him: "Brother Han, come, have another drink."

This man did not refuse, and after raising his cup, he did not stop, but drank it down, and said gloomily: "Master Kang, I have one more question for you, does Uncle Master really not want to see me?"

Sect Master Kang immediately said, "Brother Han, what do you mean by that? Everyone knows that after returning empty-handed from his last attempt to capture Chen Ye, Master Hei Lu unexpectedly gained some enlightenment and is now in seclusion in our sect.

These days, even the people of Chongming Sect have not seen him. How can you say that Master Heilu doesn't see you?"

The monk surnamed Han nodded and said, "Since your wedding, Master Hei Lu has never returned to our Hemu Dao. So that's fine. Sect Leader Kang, when Master Hei Lu comes out of retreat, you must inform us as soon as possible so that we, your nephews, can also show our filial piety! Sect Leader Kang! Don't you lie to me?!"

"How dare I? Come on, brother, drink this cup again." Kang Dabao could hear the dissatisfaction in the monk Han's voice and agreed immediately. However, it was just drunken talk and he might not remember it after he sobered up.

After a while of toasting and drinking, Master Kang finally withdrew from the side of the monk named Han, but he saw Lu Xun holding Zhou Yixiu and talking about something enthusiastically, which made him curious.

"Could it be that you want to learn more skills in tending spiritual plants from Junior Brother Zhou?" In recent years, the Lu family in Fangshi Mountain has produced four or five cultivators with the same surname. The head of the family, Lu Xun, is a man with vision. Following the example of Master Kang, he invited a geomancer to restore the spiritual veins of the clan's land, and also invited a farming master to open up several acres of spiritual fields.

However, as soon as the hired farmer left, the farmer that his family trained themselves was not even as good as Mo Ku, the worst farmer in Chongming Sect. He would lose a year's investment for every year of spiritual plants he planted.

It's not that the Lu family has never thought about recruiting capable independent cultivators like Kang Dabao did. It is much easier for small families like them to recruit talents than for sects.

Find a few daughters of the clan with outstanding looks to be sons-in-law.

Unexpectedly, this made things even more chaotic. Several independent cultivators who had inherited some of Jia Shi's traditions started arguing with each other, each with their own reasons. It was difficult for Lu Xun, an outsider, to distinguish them all, and he was holding his breath and was unwilling to ask Chongming Sect for help on everything.

This made the few acres of spiritual fields even more chaotic. Even if a proper farming master was found, it would probably take at least one or two years to manage them.

Kang Dabao knew all these things, so he thought that it was because of this that Lu Xun found Zhou Yixiu at the wine table to learn from him.

After the two separated, the head of Kangda sect curiously asked Zhou Yixiu about it, but the latter replied with a wry smile: "Brother, your guess is almost right, but you don't want me to learn from you, but to marry you."

"Marry someone? Lu Yunniang?" Kang Dabao was a little surprised, but Zhou Yixiu's answer was reasonable.

Lu Xun's calculations were indeed good. If Zhou Yixiu married Lu Yunniang, wouldn't his Lu family save a lot of money on hiring a teacher in the long run? !

Although Zhou Yixiu had many concubines, he never married due to the difficult life in his early years. Even Zhou Xinran's biological mother was just an ordinary concubine.

Although his mother's status in Zhou Yixiu's family was not low because of Zhou Xinran, a child with spiritual roots, the position of Zhou Xinran's wife had always been vacant.

Zhou Yixiu is old and has no hope in his career, but Lu Yunniang is still at the age where she can have children. She is also the most capable fighter among the Lu family members. She also has some skills in taming spirit bees and can earn some spirit stones.

Apart from the bad color, there is nothing wrong with Kangdabao.

If they get married, it would be a good thing in the eyes of the head of Kangda.

He was just thinking this, but unexpectedly Zhou Yixiu saw through his idea and said with a red face: "Master Brother, I ignored him. I still prefer the good-looking ones."

The head of the Kang family was shocked when he heard this. This junior brother, he is about to have a great-great-grandson, but he is still here, old but young at heart! ? The little sister of the He family is pretty enough, but she doesn't like an old man like Zhou Yixiu.

Since Zhou Yixiu had made up his mind, Kang Dabao would not say anything.

After the banquet, Chongming Sect returned to its former tranquility. Sect Leader Kang practiced without distraction for two days, and then he received good news.

"Greetings, Uncle Master!" Master Kang entered the quiet room and bowed deeply.

"Well, I have made some progress in my cultivation, but I haven't been too lazy." The black-shoe Taoist's eyes were bright. After looking Kang Dabao up and down, he said, "But there is still the fragrance of elixir on your body. I'm afraid you have encountered something?"

"Uncle Master is right," Kang Dabao heard this and immediately told him all about Tie Xishui's series of events at the foundation-building ceremony. Taoist Hei Lu only nodded after hearing this, but didn't say much. He just said softly, "You can go by yourself. There is no risk in this matter, and you won't lose any benefits."

There was no reason for Master Kang not to believe what Taoist Heilu said, so he responded respectfully and told him the most important things about a series of things that happened after Taoist Heilu went into seclusion.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Taoist priest Heishi frowned and said, "Is there any news from the provincial government?"

"In the Sima Mansion, apart from the property and goods in Chongming Market, no other work has been arranged; in the Governor's Mansion, apart from some miscellaneous tasks assigned by Huo Bing, there is nothing important either."

Kang Dabao thought for a while before answering slowly.

"It's a bit strange that the provincial government didn't make any moves on the Sanxiang Sect! Chen Ye is just a newly promoted foundation-building person, but he hasn't been caught yet. It's really strange."

The Taoist Hei Lu showed a little surprise on his face, and then said: "But there is no need to think too much, if nothing happens, then nothing happens. In a few days, I will go to Shu Jian Men to pay a visit to our leader Ye and ask for some news."

Seeing that Master Kang answered honestly, Taoist Hei Lu specially added: "Don't tell the people of Hemu Dao about my coming out of retreat, so that they won't come to my place to make trouble. With my name, they can commit crimes and bully men and women outside. There is no need for them to come to see me."

After hearing this, Kang Dabao naturally had no objection.

After Taoist Hei Lu came out of retreat, he gathered the disciples of Chong Ming and preached for three days. After he had left enough profound Taoist scriptures for everyone to ponder for a while, Taoist Hei Lu set out on the journey to Shujianmen in Wang County.

After walking for half a day, Taoist Heili passed by a village and stopped to rest.

It’s not that he was tired, but Taoist Hei Lu had been in seclusion for quite some time, relying only on fasting pills to survive. The spiritual food of Chongming Sect had always been greasy because of the great leader Kang, which did not suit Taoist Hei Lu’s taste.

Having not tasted the worldly life for a long time, Taoist Heilu wanted to buy some drinking water from this village.

This village actually has wine shops and tea houses. At the entrance of the village there are horse-and-ox carts pulling some gorgeous and fat prostitutes. The village looks quite wealthy.

It was noon when the Taoist priest with black shoes arrived. The tavern was doing a booming business and all the seats were occupied.

So I had no choice but to buy a bowl of wine, and stand while drinking with a handful of fennel beans, one bean for each sip of wine, listening to the idle people sitting there talking about family matters, and feeling the breeze with a bit of earthy smell, which was quite an experience.

"Since the immortal Dongguo came to our Xiaojia Village, our lives have been getting better. The weather has been good, people have lived long lives, the crops have been plentiful, and the livestock have thrived."

The man was quite honest and straightforward. When he talked about this "Master Dongguo", the gratitude on his face did not seem fake. He wanted to attribute all the good things that had happened recently to this person.

The Taoist Heilu found this quite interesting and couldn't help laughing out loud, which made the man who spoke very dissatisfied.

Seeing that the black-shoe Taoist was wearing shabby clothes, had a messy beard, and ate only muddy wine and fennel beans, the man immediately became angry: "Go away, go away, where did you come from, poor guy, to interrupt me!!"

The Taoist priest in black shoes, who had treated even the Earl of Nan'an with courtesy, was suddenly scolded by this man. He was a little at a loss, but also found it funny. He had to bow and take a few steps back and came to the counter.

The old shopkeeper at the counter was a kind man. He didn't want outsiders to be bullied by the locals, so he yelled at the man who was talking for a few words, then apologized to the Taoist priest in black shoes.

"Don't be surprised, my friend. Xu Erlang has become like this since the immortal Dongguo cured his widowed mother. In his eyes, the immortal Dongguo is the best immortal in the world. He wishes he could express his gratitude to the immortal Dongguo for the fact that his old wife was pregnant with a pearl."

"Haha, that's what you said, old man." The countryman spoke humorously, which made the Taoist priest in black shoes laugh out loud. At this time, a group of children came to the side of the tavern. The little kids were very greedy and looked at the dishes on the table with reluctance.

The Taoist Hei Lu was amused by what he saw and shared all the fennel beans in his hand with others, in return he received a round of grateful responses.

Seeing that the stranger was so generous, the old shopkeeper was even more happy to talk to him. He talked about the deeds of the immortal Dongguo again, and his words were full of praise.

The Taoist Heilu listened to the old shopkeeper praising the Immortal Dongguo for a long time, about practicing medicine and dispensing medicine, and serving porridge on snowy nights. The Taoist Heilu felt a little emotional.

There are kind-hearted people among practitioners, but those who are truly like the Immortal Dongguo, who can win the praise of all the villagers in this village, are rare.

In the eyes of many cultivators who were local tyrants in villages and towns, since the path to immortality was blocked, the only way was to enjoy life. There were many cruel and abusive people, and they would feel that they were kind if they slept with fewer boys and girls.

The fact that the Dongguo Immortal could be praised so highly actually aroused the interest of the Black Shoe Taoist. Regardless of whether he was trying to deceive people or was truly doing good for the people, the Black Shoe Taoist wanted to go and see him.

If he is trying to mislead people and has other intentions, he should be killed with a sword; if he is really a good cultivator, Taoist Heilu has received instruction from Shan Gong and has also learned from the old leader of Chongming Sect, so he can also give him some luck.

Hearing from the old shopkeeper that the Dongguo Immortal lived in seclusion in a wild temple on a low hill outside the village, the Black-Shoe Taoist bought another jar of muddy wine, drank a ladle of it, and asked the old shopkeeper to give it to the guests, then left.

After reaching the top of a low hill, the Taoist priest in black shoes soon discovered the wild temple that the old shopkeeper had mentioned.

The cultivation of this Dongguo Immortal was probably pitifully low, and the crude restrictions outside the wild temple were probably not enough to stop an ordinary martial artist with more blood and energy. Such restrictions certainly could not stop the black-shoe Taoist, who walked into the temple without changing his clothes.

There was only an old man in grey clothes, wearing a green cap and long gown in the temple, with a bowl and a whisk in front of him. There was still some porridge and wild vegetables in the bowl. Just by looking at this Taoist, one could tell that he lived a very hard life.

At this moment, he was kneeling under a clay statue, who was not sure whether it was a deity or a Buddha, chanting scriptures non-stop, creating a sense of sacred tranquility in this dilapidated ancient temple.

"Hey, you acted well. I was almost fooled by you!" The Taoist in black shoes just took a look, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The Taoist turned a deaf ear to what the Taoist Heilu said, and did not even raise his head, and continued to recite the scriptures.

The black-shoe Taoist only said softly: "Why, Chen Ye, do you want to act again?!"

The flying sword lit up, seeming to fill the dark ancient temple with sunlight.

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