Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 211 The beginning of the war (thanks to Shaohua Tianjun for points)
The news came from the New Cloud Alliance. There were only a few numbers on a token, but they were shocking.

Speaking of which, Master Kang has been living in seclusion for the past two years and has not been to Chongmingfang Market or Pingrong County Government for quite some time.

Kang Dabao put away the token, grabbed Xiaoqi in his hand, and then stretched out his hand and waved. A small group of lion insects flapped their wings and flew out from the stone chamber. Following the direction of Master Kang's finger, they gradually fell into the brand new spirit insect bag on his waist.

He turned his hand and formed the Tai Chi seal. A small animal-shaped tripod on the shelf at the entrance of the cloud room emitted a fluorescent light and turned into the size of a ring, which was put on the index finger of the left hand of Master Kang.

This small tripod was obtained by Kang Dabao when he killed the Sanxiang Sect disciple at the Lingshi mine in Tanggu County.

After the battle, the small tripod had some minor damages on the outside. Master Kang felt sorry for it and handed it to Yuan Jin to repair it.

But the small beast-shaped tripod is a top-grade magical weapon after all. Yuan Jin, a very reluctant first-class intermediate-grade weapon master, only dared to start repairing it after studying it for half a year.

After the great task was completed, according to the contemporary top weapon master of Chongming Sect, this small beast-shaped tripod would not be inferior to any top-grade defensive magic weapon available on the market.

Master Kang was naturally happy to hear this. The only thing that annoyed him was that the original owner had already refined this small beast-shaped tripod into his own magic weapon, and the imprint of his spiritual consciousness was very solid.

Even though Kang Dabao spent a lot of time polishing it, this magic weapon still could not exert its due power in his hands.

To make up for this, Kang Dabao still carried the fourth Shutu Qingyuan Shield made by Yuan Jin with him, without any disdain for the fact that it was as crude and durable as its predecessors.

Thinking of Yuan Jin, Sect Leader Kang narrowed his eyes, pushed open the cloud room, and walked out of the courtyard.

It was evening class at this time, and Zhou Yixiu and Han Yundao were on duty in the scripture hall. The disciples were reading aloud and the scripture teacher was working tirelessly.

Zhou Yixiu was born into a ruined family in his early years, with a defective inheritance. He had only been at home for a few years when several elders started fighting over the division of the family property. He didn't want to engage in fratricide, so he went out on his own to make a living.

Zhou Yixiu himself is actually not very knowledgeable when it comes to Taoist scriptures. Although he and Han Yundao take turns to be on duty, in fact, most of the work is done by the latter.

Even Zhou Yixiu himself learned some scriptures that he had never heard of before from these younger generations.

At this time, Han Yundao was holding a Taoist book in his hand, with a heroic look between his brows. He looked at his fellow disciples with a restrained expression and held his breath, looking quite impressive.

In the eyes of these junior brothers, Han Yundao, the contemporary senior brother, is strict with himself and others. Nowadays, except for the time when Uncle Jiang is on duty, the morning and evening classes are the most difficult for Senior Brother Han.

According to the rules set by Master Kang, once a disciple of the Chongming Sect breaks through the fourth level of Qi training and becomes a mid-stage cultivator, he or she can stop the daily morning and evening scripture lessons and only needs to pass the scripture defense with the elder who teaches the skills every three months.

But in a small quiet room at the back of the scripture room, there was a short and strong cultivator in the late stage of Qi training, who sat alone and chanted scriptures non-stop.

Master Kang just glanced past the window of the scripture room, took a look, and then walked to the door of the quiet room.

He made a mysterious seal with his hands, and the restriction on the door of the quiet room opened. The chanting stopped, and a somewhat reproachful voice was heard.

"Brother, why are you so late again today?" Yuan Jin was sitting cross-legged on the green jade cushion that Sect Master Kang brought back from the battle of Wuxiangmen. This is the only magic cushion in Chongming Sect now. It is of the middle grade of the first rank and has the effect of gathering spirits and purifying the mind.

Yuan Jin had a miserable look on his face. In front of him were piles of Taoist books and Buddhist scriptures, all of which were covered with densely written annotations in tiny regular script, which was enough to show how attentively the person in the quiet room had been putting in this period of time.

"How was today?" Sect Leader Kang did not respond to Yuan Jin but asked first.

"What's the matter? Junior brother, I told you long ago that there's nothing wrong. My mind is clear and my spirit is at peace every day. How could I be possessed as you say?!" Yuan Jin gently put down the Taoist book in his hand, with a helpless look on his face.

"If you ask me, we should just rebuild it," said the head of Kangda sect, not looking relaxed at all, as he suggested.

"Brother, don't you think about this? I am almost forty years old. If I start practicing again and abandon the White Ape Sutra that I have studied for thirty years, what are the chances of me building a foundation?" Yuan Jin shook his head without even thinking.

"I really saw that you were possessed! Demonic energy rushed into your body, and your spiritual breath was disordered. It was really a critical moment! Although I don't know why you escaped danger, what should I do if it happens again?" Kang Dabao shouted harshly. He still feels scared when he thinks of that scene now.

A year ago, Yuan Jin successfully broke through and became a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training, which was a cause for celebration.

That day, Master Kang and Yuan Jin drank until very late. In the end, in order to avoid the complaints from the Second Director, the latter did not go back to the house and slept directly with Master Kang.

The next morning, after Kang Dabao woke up from his drunkenness, he saw Yuan Jin sitting in the middle of the room practicing. There was black air lingering between his eyebrows, evil air rushing to his cheeks, and the muscles on his cheeks twitching constantly.

This was clearly a sign of being possessed by a demon. Sect Leader Kang was so panicked that he was about to send someone to ask Taoist Heilu to come out, but he saw that Yuan Jin's breathing had calmed down and returned to normal.

The two then held different opinions. Yuan Jin said that Kang Dabao was drunk and had not yet sobered up; the latter said that the former was hiding his illness and avoiding medical treatment, trying to cover up his crime.

He called a few fellow disciples and asked Yuan Jin to practice in public. Practice is a very private matter, but Yuan Jin couldn't persuade Master Kang, so he had to let Zhou Yixiu and others come to be witnesses.

This time, Kang Dabao himself was dumbfounded. There was really nothing abnormal about Yuan Jin. When he was practicing, he was calm and relaxed, and the circulation of his Qi was not delayed at all.

Even the common problems of practitioners such as being too busy and distracted were not seen, let alone dangerous situations such as having evil spirits rushing to the cheeks.

But even so, Master Kang was still worried, and he locked Yuan Jin up again. The two of them ate and lived together, and practiced together for nearly half a year, but nothing unusual happened.

Seeing this, Kang Dabao was also puzzled. He had been practicing the Golden Eyes for many years and his attainments were by no means shallow. Even ordinary foundation-building cultivators might not have better eyesight than him. It was impossible for him to be wrong.

But it happened that during the six months that Yuan Jin had been practicing with him, he had always been comfortable and at ease, which was strange.

Since Sect Leader Kang was worried, Yuan Jin did not dare to argue with him and listened to his instructions obediently. During the past six months, he not only stopped practicing, but also temporarily put his equipment refining business on hold.

He just stayed in the quiet room behind the scripture hall and recited scriptures to dispel the murderous and cruel energy in his heart.

".Brother, those seniors of the sect who had difficulty practicing the White Ape Sutra in the past did not necessarily have problems with the technique itself. I have studied it for thirty years, and have read the chapters and comments on the technique word by word a hundred times.

I have read all the comments and annotations of my teachers in the past. Most of them are good advice, but they are not without mistakes. You see, these and these are all written by my junior brothers and sisters. They are definitely worth scrutinizing!
Senior Brother, please believe me. I may not be able to build a foundation, but I may be able to clean up the flaws and omissions in the White Ape Sutra for the sect in my lifetime. By then, we will have another reliable foundation-building inheritance in Chongming Sect!"

Seeing Yuan Jin's happy and sincere look, Master Kang's frown was still there, but the idea in his mind was not as firm as it was at the beginning.

He picked up the annotations on the classics on the ground and read them. The handwriting was neat and insightful. Yuan Jin's attainments in the classics had really made great progress compared to half a year ago. I only heard that the head of the sect Kang closed the book and sighed, "Put it away. I have something to say today."

When Kang Dabao and Yuan Jin stepped into the meeting hall of Chongming Emperor, many people were already waiting there.

When Master Kang saw that most people had arrived, he signaled Xiao Wu Meng, who had worked hard to deliver the message, to go back and rest first. The master's token on his waist then lit up, and the restrictions in the hall were automatically activated, blocking all the people outside.

"A letter has arrived from Alliance Leader Ye of the New Cloud Alliance. Three days ago, the Earl of Nan'an had a fierce battle with the Grand Elder Jie Yishangxiu of the Hongyi Sect in Dingzhou and returned with a small victory." The sentence was not long, and Kang Dabao's pronunciation was very clear, but everyone still felt like they might have heard it wrongly.

Originally, I thought that as a member of the royal family and of noble birth, it was shocking enough that the Earl of Nan'an defeated the fake elixir in his foundation-building battle. I never thought that he actually won in the foundation-building battle against the genuine golden elixir.

"Okay, don't think too much. Nan'an Bo and Jindan Shangxiu are both immortals in heaven. We don't have the right to think or worry about them.

There is only one meaning in this letter from Alliance Leader Ye: the world is going to be in chaos again. We are a small family, so we just need to guard our door carefully. Without further ado, listen to my advice and do the following things quickly without delay.

Elder Ye, Lingyan sent a message to call back all the disciples who have accepted the mission in the Good Merit Hall and return to the sect today."

"Take orders."

“Junior Brother Zhou, from now on, take Rong Quan and Mo Ku with you to take inventory of all the spiritual fields and spiritual plants in the sect. Which ones can be harvested quickly, which ones should be ripened quickly, and which ones should be prepared to be burned. You can arrange these by yourselves, and you can also call on the manpower in the sect.

I only ask for one thing, if there is a powerful enemy coming, then they can’t even think of snatching a single spiritual grain from us.”

"Junior brother, take the order."

"Junior Brother Chu, go back and tell Deng Baichuan that you will temporarily take over Yuan Jin's position as the Bad Leader. Integrate and train the patrol soldiers in the market, and select a few of the people recruited by Xu Yingshi to make an example of them. A great chaos is coming, and we cannot allow any dissenting voices to arise."

"I sincerely obey the decree of my senior brother."

"Junior Brother Pei, Second Brother, you guys should work harder these days. The disciples in the Alchemy and Instrument Rooms should not take a break. Prepare more raw materials for elixirs and instruments. If a fight really breaks out, the prices will definitely go up, and you may not be able to buy them."

"Junior brother, take the order."

"Senior brother, don't worry."

"Third brother, you take General Wei Gu to inspect and repair the key nodes of the formation one by one. During these days, the morning and evening classes will be suspended. You will stay in the Sutra Hall and teach the new disciples the art of defending against the enemy."

"Don't worry, brother, I will do it well."

"besides."

Kang Dabao laid out a series of rules to his fellow apprentices in a very eloquent manner. After thinking about it and making sure that there were no omissions, he said, "Okay, everyone should do their job. Second brother,"

Yuan Jin paused when he was suddenly called by Kang Da Sect Leader. He turned back and saw Kang Da Sect Leader repeating what he had said before: "If I die this time, you will be the Sect Leader."

The place that was quite lively just now suddenly became quiet again. Yuan Jin looked at his senior brother in surprise, with some disbelief in his eyes, and then he slowly replied in a hoarse voice: "Junior brother, I obey your command."

"Big Brother, he still trusts me after all."

——Qinghanyuan
"Miss, what did the master write in the letter?" Two years later, Nanny Sun's injuries had mostly healed, but the staff that had been damaged at the time had not yet recovered. It was still in the hands of the second-level weapon master stationed in Xuanwei City by the Fei family and had not been repaired.

At this time, Fei Shuhe was sitting on a bed with a print of fish playing with green lotus, with a frown and a worried look on his face.

There was a little sparrow perched on her shoulder. Although it was cute and well-behaved, it was just an ordinary bird. From time to time, it would utter a few auspicious words from its mouth, but Fei Shuhe usually didn't find it noisy.

Now it was time to get down to business. Fei Shuhe handed Xiao Que to Ping'er to take away, and then explained to Nanny Sun.

"My uncle said that this time, the Dingzhou Hongyi Sect broke the rules set by the Star Picking Tower Master and His Royal Highness the Southern King, and sent a golden elixir to the battlefield. After the uncle was defeated and Li Yishangxiu was overwhelmed, he was still unhappy.

"The Sima Mansion of the State Court is required to dispatch troops immediately to first recapture the entire territory of Yunjiao State, and then integrate the troops, train elite soldiers to annihilate the Hongyi Sect of Dingzhou, and not give the Liangyi Sect any face."

Upon hearing this, Nanny Sun took a deep breath, knowing that the Hongyi Sect in Dingzhou and the Liangyi Sect had been in cahoots with each other for thousands of years.

If Sima Fei really followed Kuang Liuting's order, Yunjiao Province had already been mostly taken over by the provincial government, so he might not feel sad about losing the Liangyi Sect now.

However, there is only one Jindan in the Hongyi Sect now, and something unexpected happened a few years ago. The sect is in a period of lack of strong core members, and even the fake Dan only has four or five people.

Since Jie Yi Shang Xiu was defeated by Kuang Liuting, the Hongyi Sect may not be able to withstand the thundering attack of Yunjiao Zhou Ting now.

The Hongyi Sect and the Liangyi Sect actually have the same lineage and have always been friendly. If his family were really destroyed by Zhou Tingping, the Liangyi Sect would definitely be furious.

Nanny Sun and Fei Shuhe thought about this, and Nanny suddenly asked, "Did the master say in the letter that the son-in-law wanted to do this?"

According to Nanny Sun's idea, although Kang Dabao has worked harder now, his skills can barely be considered outstanding among the Qigong practitioners.

But if this war really breaks out, even ordinary foundation-building cultivators who participate in it may not be able to protect themselves. It would be extremely risky for Master Kang to be involved.

Nanny Sun didn't care much about whether Master Kang was alive or dead, but no matter whether Kang Dabao and Fei Shuhe were a couple in name only, if Kang Dabao really died, Fei Shuhe would not be able to escape the name of a little widow, which was what Nanny Sun did not want at all.

"My uncle told me in the letter that it's time to repay my uncle for his cultivation. Don't lose my uncle's face. These days, we should organize the troops and prepare the weapons. There are still many battles to be fought!"

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