Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 214: Foundation Building and Support
On the twenty-fifth day after Ye Pingshui arrived at the Jiazixu Hill, two foundation-building warriors who had been hiding as reinforcements from the Qingyun League suddenly rushed out. The entire outer perimeter of the main formation on the Jiazixu Hill was lost, and the Zhou court suffered heavy casualties.

Kang Dabao and his three hundred remaining soldiers retreated into hiding, desperately waiting for the Chief Secretary to send troops for support.

However, the Qingyun Alliance forces trapped in the Ruijin Gate formation have gained confidence since the last battle, and have been fighting more and more frequently in recent days.

The Zhou Ting side first won a small victory as usual, and then could not win the battle for a long time. In yesterday's battle, if Bushe had not used the Vajra Dharma Image and defeated two powerful foundation-building warriors of the opponent, it is possible that the Zhou Ting side would have suffered a small defeat.

Under such circumstances, it is difficult to say how much support Buse can provide to the Jiazixuhao Hill.

The night wind was chilly and Kang Dabao's eyes were red. Xiao Qi poked his head out from his sleeve and gently rubbed the back of Kang Dabao's hand with his round head to comfort him, but it didn't work.

Sect Leader Kang looked at the corpses of Ji Wuwu and Song Hui beside him and was in so much pain that he almost cried out.

The former was already at an age where he should be enjoying the company of his grandchildren, but he was sent to this place to die, where he was cut into several pieces by six short blades of the Qingyun League monks and died on the spot.

In the past, he always said that it was Chongming Zong who helped him avenge the extermination of his clan, and today he has repaid the favor.

Ji Wuwu's corpse was sewn with the finest jade silk thread. The Qingyun League on the opposite side sent 34 such corpses at one time.

The deceased were all wearing spiritual brocade shrouds, and no one knew where they came from. However, the Qingyun League was thoughtful and even used incense to make them look more beautiful before putting them on.

The monks from the Qingyun League on the opposite side seemed to want to use this method to undermine the morale of the monks in the Zhouting formation.

And it turns out that they did.

Gradually, sobbing sounds were heard from the crowd, and even Pei Yi had tears in his eyes.

Until Song Hui died of poison, Pei Yi still believed that the alchemist in the state court had made a correct judgment and that the spirit insect that bit Song Hui was truly non-toxic.

"Alas, I have a foolish brain. It's been two days and Hui Ge'er is still complaining about arm pain. I thought it was nothing. Why didn't I stop thinking about it? Stop thinking about it."

Pei Yi served as the elder who taught the sect. Many of these disciples had practiced Taoism with him, and yet another one was lost in just a few days. He felt really sad.

"Brother Pei, don't blame yourself. There are so many spiritual insects and strange poisons in this world. Not only we can't recognize them, the doctors in the state court can't recognize them either. Even the chief physician of the Imperial Hospital who is accompanying the emperor can't recognize them either."

In just a month or so, Zhou Yixiu had aged visibly. He was being supported by Zhang Le and Zhou Xinran, one on each side. Tears kept flowing from his old eyes, and he opened his mouth weakly, but could not speak.

He didn't dare to watch when Dong Liu'er died, but Song Hui died right next to him.

This good boy found a spiritual plant handbook and was about to present it to his master like a treasure, but Zhou Yixiu didn't even reach out to take it.
The old monk slowly closed his eyes and dared not think anymore.

He only has three disciples in total. After accepting them as his disciples, he raised each of them like his own sons and daughters. But after today, there is only one left.

"This world is so unreasonable." Zhou Yixiu, with a head full of silver hair, finally muttered aloud.

"Anle, Shilun, help bury your two brothers."

Kang Dabao didn't have the qualifications to be sad here for too long, so he suppressed his grief and walked to the center of the magic circle, where Gun Qiushou was waiting for him.

"My dear brother, you are back." After nearly a month of fierce fighting, Gun Qiushou no longer looked as noble as he did when he first met Master Kang. His hair was disheveled and his eyes were dull.

"Well, Brother Gun, we are now in the formation..."

"Has the chief historian replied? When can we send a foundation-building senior to come and rescue us? The formation here is simple, and we won't be able to hold out for long under the siege of the foundation-building seniors."

Before Kang Dabao could finish speaking, Gun Qiushou asked questions impatiently, which made Kang Dabao sigh in his heart.

This nephew of the fake Sima Gong really didn't inherit any of his uncle's military skills.

The first two foundation builders of the Qingyun League to break through were actually in a small formation guarded by the Zhoutingya Army. You know, this team of people is all late-stage cultivators.

The quality of their armor and the depth of their skills are not only much better than those of the Pingrong militia under the command of Sect Leader Kang, but even in the Qingyun League, there is no team that can compare to them.

It is said that with this team of Ya soldiers, they can defend in formation and have a second-grade low-quality star-shooting crossbow.

Even if they cannot stop the two foundation-building masters, as long as the leader does not lose his way and calmly retreats to the main formation, there should be no problem.

But after casualties occurred in the formation, Gun Qiushou faced the foundation-building attack directly, was defeated and slightly injured, and did not even make any arrangements, and just abandoned the team and ran away.

If it weren't for his deputy who turned the tide, most of the team might have been killed by the two foundation-building masters.

But even though this deputy led the Ya army, which suffered heavy casualties, back to the main formation, the other small formations, because there was no obstruction, were directly attacked by two foundation-building cultivators and a large group of Qi-cultivating monks, and were broken one by one.

This made it so that the provincial government had no power to resist and could only retreat into the enemy camp.

"Brother Gun, don't worry. We are not completely helpless. We still have three second-grade inferior star-chasing crossbows in our formation. Even if the enemy has a foundation-building technique, they will not be able to break our formation for the time being."

"Yes, yes, we still have the Star-Shooting Crossbow!" Gun Qiushou repeated Kang Dabao's words and pulled the latter's sleeve and promised for a long time. Seeing that he could not discuss anything with him, Kang Dabao made the excuse of inspecting the formation and walked out of the door.

When monks fight, they don't have to worry about day or night. However, the Qingyun League won a great victory during the day, and now they used a strategy to hurt the enemy's morale, so they were not in a hurry to besiege the main formation of the state court.

But even so, there are still dedicated personnel on duty at each key point, ready to take action.

In addition, Jiang Qing selected some of the more elite soldiers from the Pingrong County militia and formed a fire-fighting team with the remaining Zhou Tingya Army, which would be the first to respond in an emergency.

That deputy of Gun Qiushou is a smart man, so Master Kang doesn't need to say too much to him.

After the formation was broken, the cultivators from other families in the formation might still have a chance to survive, but it was hard to say about them, the close fellow villagers of Nan'an Earl Kuang Liuting.

It was a moonlit night with sparse stars. Apart from Jiang Qing discovering a Foundation Establishment cultivator who was out for testing, and ordering the crossbowman operating the Star-Shooting Crossbow to shoot a crossbow arrow, nothing else happened.

Master Kang did not dare to rest, but kept gazing into the distance silently.

Until the sun rose, the mighty army of Qingyun League marched over from the opposite side. The morale was high and the high fighting spirit was almost condensed into substance, looking three times brighter than the sun.

The two Foundation Establishment cultivators on the opposite side had no intention of wasting words with Sect Leader Kang. The Qi-cultivating cultivators under them already held their magic weapons, and as soon as they formed a formation, the Taoist talismans that covered the sky and the earth smashed down towards the main formation of the state court.

"Star Shooting Crossbow, fire!"

A huge silver flying feather slammed heavily onto the defensive light curtain emitted by the main formation of the state court. The light curtain immediately splashed ripples and vibrated continuously for an instant.

This arrow excited the monks of the Qingyun League who were besieging the magic circle. The monks of the Zhouting who were standing at the node of the main formation to protect the formation were under increasing pressure.

The formation pillars beside many people began to tremble along with the defensive light curtain, and their hands holding the formation flags were also shaking.

Gunqiushou's deputy in the Ya army saw the scene clearly and was so angry that he gnashed his teeth and beat his heart.

If his boss wasn't really useless and escaped too quickly, how could a military weapon like the Star-Shooting Crossbow fall into the hands of the rebel on the opposite side!

It was useless to say more. The other party had already won a great victory, and now they had a foundation-building cultivator in charge. Now they had obtained a second-level star-shooting crossbow, which was even more powerful.
The deputy of the Ya army was thinking this when he suddenly saw that three of his own star-shooting crossbows had been launched at the same time! And the three silver flying feathers were aimed at the only star-shooting crossbow of the Qingyun League!
"Hmph!" A red-faced, long-eared cultivator on the opposite side was seen holding a whisk in his hand and gently waving it. Thousands of dust threads swelled in the wind and tightly wrapped around the three crossbow arrows. Meanwhile, another cultivator in brocade clothes raised a golden net bag and put the three silver flying feathers into the net one after another.

Jinyi Zhuji recalled the net bag and pointed the three crossbow arrows one by one. Then he laughed loudly towards the Zhouting formation: "I was worried that we were still short of crossbow arrows, but you are so generous. Thank you very much!"

After the laughter, all the monks from the state court who were huddled in the formation looked grim, but the great leader Du Kang looked calm and composed as usual.

"Send again!"

Several monks who were wielding crossbows of "Ke County Wei" were from the Zhoutingya Army. After a failed attack, they lost all confidence and were a little surprised when they heard Kang Dabao's order.

"hair!"

Three more silver flying feathers were shot out, and the two foundation-building masters used their old tricks again, their smiles even more brightly.

"Send again!"

As before.

"Send again!"

Still not working.

"hair!!"

The Zhou court side fired six rounds of eighteen crossbow arrows and changed crossbowmen six times, but the Qingyun League's shooting crossbow itself was not damaged.

Moreover, during this period, the Qi-cultivating monks of the Qingyun League continuously attacked the main formation of the state court. The monks of the state court had no morale at all. The situation was really extremely encouraging.

If this continues, it will only take a few days for the Qingyun League coalition forces to break open the annoying tortoise shell of the Zhouting monks, retake the Jiazixu Hill, and rebuild the formation base for Ruijinmen.

However, the expressions of the two foundation-building cultivators were no longer as bright as they had been at the beginning, and there was a hint of worry on their faces. It seemed that this scene did not develop as they had expected at first.

"Shoot again!!!" Kang Dabao was not discouraged at all and continued to give the order in a deep voice.

Zhou Ting's side fired several rounds of crossbow arrows but to no avail, while the star-shooting crossbow on the opposite side was aimed at the large formation, and several crossbow arrows hit the main formation continuously, causing the protective light shield to tremble continuously, and even many formation pillars had cracks.

This scene made all the cultivators in the formation lose their will to fight. If it weren't for the heavy killing between the two sides in the recent battle with the cultivators of Qingyun League, which had formed a mortal feud between them, it is possible that someone in the formation would defect.

At this time, even Jiang Qing, Zhou Yixiu and others had begun to feel that their senior brother had given up on himself like Gun Qiushou.

The sudden change.

After the red-faced master's whisk wrapped the crossbow arrow as usual, a slight sound was heard, which made him break out in a cold sweat on his forehead. He quickly winked at the brocade-clothed master's whisk.

Before the latter's golden net bag was released, the dust silk of the red-faced foundation-building master had already been broken into large pieces by the sharp edges of the three crossbow arrows.

The red-faced whisk that built the foundation seemed to be playing a piece of pipa music, "big strings are noisy, small strings are sharp." In just a moment, the dust threads broke and shattered into pieces.

The spiritual weapon was destroyed, and he groaned in pain, his face turning red and purple.

At this time, the golden mesh bag that Jinyi used to build his foundation was useless. He hurriedly took out a red-gold shield of the best magic weapon level, intending to block the three crossbow arrows.

But the power of the crossbow arrows was not comparable to his hasty means. The red gold shield could only block one, and the remaining two hit the Star-Shooting Crossbow, causing earth and rocks to fly and dust to rise.

Fortunately, this Star-Shooting Crossbow was originally a second-tier spiritual weapon, and the two crossbow arrows that had lost their sharpness did not injure it too seriously. The crossbow operator only died on the spot, and the flying flesh and organs turned the area red.

“I’m glad the Star-Shooting Crossbow is okay!” Jin Yi had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to put the Star-Shooting Crossbow into the storage bag, but he heard a strong wind behind him. He was so scared that he changed his hand gestures and took out two top-grade defensive magic weapons to block the Star-Shooting Crossbow.

“Ah!” A scream came from the side, and Jinyi Zhuji’s face suddenly changed. He shouted in panic: “Oh no!”

This time, the three star-shooting crossbows were aimed at the red-faced foundation-building figure beside him!

The Red-faced Foundation Establishment used his whisk to block twenty-one crossbow arrows in a short period of time. When the crossbow was fired, he was just like the Brocade Clothes Foundation Establishment. He expected that the enemy would take advantage of the situation to destroy the Star-Shooting Crossbow.

He was slightly caught off guard and suffered a great loss.

His Tai Chi robes were now torn to pieces, his face had turned from purple to white, and even his left arm was cut in half by a crossbow arrow. Blood was oozing from the wound, and a long red line was falling from the air.

"You are raised as a slave, and you still want to cheat me." At this time, the expression of the head of the Kang family finally changed. He sneered and said hatefully.

It was already recorded in the marching notes left by Grandmaster Zhang that although the Star-Shooting Crossbow is only a low-grade second-level item, its power is actually equivalent to a full-strength attack from the late stage of foundation building.

Prominent figures in the Qingyun League, such as the Grand Elder of the Ruijin Sect, were either killed by the Black-Shoe Taoist or were surrounded by the Bushe formation.

The two Foundation Establishment cultivators on the opposite side were not well-known, and they did not seem like the people who could take on the Star Shooting Crossbow so easily. Kang Dabao's gamble turned out to be a successful one.

"Send again!"

Seeing that three more crossbow arrows directly overturned the two magic weapons of Jinyi Foundation Building, Hongmian Foundation Building did not dare to fight.

The wound on his arm was still wreaking havoc with residual spiritual power from the crossbow arrow. Sixty percent of his strength had to be used to suppress the injury. If he relaxed for even a moment, the wound would feel a heart-wrenching pain, and his flesh and blood would boil and rot into pulp.

Having lost the whisk magic weapon that Red Face used to build his foundation, Jin Yi's own ability in building his foundation is only average. How can he block three crossbow arrows with two top-grade magic weapons?

The only star-shooting crossbow of the Qingyun League was hit by three crossbow arrows and was blown to pieces, making it impossible to repair.

The morale of the Qingyun League practitioners, who had just been high, suddenly weakened after seeing this sudden change.

Master Kang looked around and saw that his own monks were visibly in high spirits, so he patted the crossbow operator on the shoulder and sat on the crossbow himself.

This Star-Shooting Crossbow can be used without the need for anyone else to refine it. It is a standard military spiritual tool of the David Immortal Dynasty. It consumes a lot of spiritual power but is easy to operate.

In the armory of Pingrong County back then, there was a broken Star-Shooting Crossbow. Master Kang had studied it for a while and found out that the better the eyesight and spiritual power of the crossbow operator, the more accurate and powerful the Star-Shooting Crossbow would be.

He used his Golden Eyes to adjust the crossbow string while whispering, "Kang understands that you all followed me to this critical place with resentment. Kang also knows that after nearly a month of fierce fighting, each family has suffered casualties. After the battle, I'm afraid every family will be in mourning again."

"Ka La", having said this, Kang Dabao suddenly pulled up the crossbow string made of the second-level iron-bone python tendons, and then released it suddenly.

The silver flying feather pierced firmly into the chest of a ninth-level Qi training cultivator wearing a red crown, and his body was blasted to pieces on the spot.

The voice of the headmaster Kang and the exclamation of the monk on the opposite side sounded at the same time. He stepped on the crossbow trigger and pulled the crossbow string:

"But everyone should think clearly. If the rebels outside break in, not only will the dead have died in vain, but how many of us who are still alive will survive?"

As soon as the word "live" fell to the ground, a crossbow arrow pierced through three middle-stage Qi training monks of the Qingyun League, turning them into bleeding gourds.

Master Kang used the Chang Xi Jue, and the spiritual energy in his body became much more abundant.

"Even if you can survive, you have to think about how you can survive. Be a medicine man, a miner, or a furnace cauldron?"

After saying this, Master Kang didn't need to rest and released the string of his crossbow. This time, his target was the red-faced foundation-building cultivator who was still walking away with his broken arm. However, he failed this time. The opponent changed his footwork several times and escaped from the range of the crossbow.

The crossbow arrow hit the cliff of the low mountain behind the Red Face Foundation Building, causing a rain of stones, which seemed to have dampened the arrogance of the Qingyun League monks.

Sect Master Kang sighed softly, thinking that the records in the master's notes were indeed correct. It was indeed difficult for a Qigong cultivator who was not good at using a crossbow to injure a Foundation Establishment cultivator with this kind of spiritual tool. Even though the Red Face Foundation Establishment cultivator was seriously injured, he could not be easily killed by the Star Shooting Crossbow.

However, crossbows of the second-level mid-grade and above cannot be operated by ordinary Qigong practitioners. Generally, one needs to establish a solid foundation in order to control them with ease.

Kang Dabao fired three arrows in succession, not only shocking the monks of Qingyun League into silence, but even his own family members looked at him differently.

It is true that this spiritual tool is easy to operate, but the crossbowmen who operated it were also late-stage Qi training monks from the Ya Army. They also practiced high-level skills, but they could only shoot one arrow before they had to change positions and rest.

Kang Dabao fired three arrows in succession without changing his expression. His abundant spiritual power was truly astonishing.

Master Kang’s theories were not bad, but if he hadn’t demonstrated his abilities, people might not have listened to him.

The monks of Qingyun League still have the advantage. The Star-Shooting Crossbow is indeed powerful, but the crossbow string needs to be replaced after every ten shots. In addition, the crossbow arrows are made of second-level spiritual wood. On average, each shot costs about sixty spirit stones.

The red-faced foundation-building warrior retreated temporarily to recuperate, while the brocade-robed foundation-building warrior who was in charge of the army was willing to sacrifice lives, and he believed that he would not be able to use up all the crossbow strings and arrows of the state court.

"The sect has promised that whoever breaks this formation first will be rewarded with a first-level spiritual vein and a foundation-building pill. Those who kill the fake officials in the formation will become fake pill disciples and have a promising future!"

It was obvious that Jinyi's foundation-building plan had much more capital than Master Kang's. As soon as he opened his mouth, the morale that had been shattered by Kang Dabao's crossbow arrows quickly recovered.

Even the head of the Kang sect was very tempted when he heard the conditions offered by the other party: spiritual veins, foundation-building pills, and the master's disciples...

"I don't know if I can get these things back if I kill Gun Qiushou and run over there."

Master Kang was terrified, but without making a sound, he moved closer to Jiang Qing.

Your head is very valuable nowadays, so be careful not to be picked off by greedy people.

Master Kang did not have to worry for too long. A small group of people rushed out from the sparsest formation of the Qingyun League like a flash of fire and headed straight for the main formation of the state court.

Dozens of Qi-cultivating monks from the Qingyun League were killed in an instant when they were caught off guard. Jinyi Zhuji became furious upon seeing this, and flew to stop them first, and then marked out a team to go with him.

But the other party had no intention of fighting against it. Under the leadership of the leading foundation-building cultivator, they quickly escaped into the main formation of the provincial court.

Jin Yi Zhuji's face turned pale, and he was very annoyed thinking that the good situation had been ruined in an instant. He took out a spiritual weapon war drum and kept beating the drum.

"Listen carefully, disciples of the alliance. My previous promise is true. Anyone who kills the fake official in the battle formation can become the master of alchemy. The chance to become an immortal has been granted! You can take it for yourselves!"

Jinyi Zhuji's words seemed to be more inspiring than the spiritual weapon war drum. The cowardice on the faces of the Qingyun League cultivators had quietly faded away, replaced by a resolute look.

As the Zhouting side had support from the Foundation Building Team, the previous thoughts they had were suppressed, and Sect Leader Kang instantly felt that his head was much safer.

The foundation-building cultivators and several late-stage cultivators who entered the formation were led in front of Kang Dabao. When the latter saw the newcomers, he could not help but smile bitterly in his heart.

"Heh, interesting."

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