Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 219 Influence
"The Jiazixu Mountaintop has been lost. Have the Qingyun League monks restored the Ruijinmen formation base to its original location?"

The official boots on Sima Gong's right foot had come untied and no one knew where the sole had fallen to.

At this moment, he was standing with his five bare toes on the head of the Mo family ancestor that had just fallen off. When he heard the news that his master had received from the letter, his face showed a little surprise.

After hearing the battle report, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. If he had known this earlier, he would have sent a few more foundation builders to the Jiazixu Mountain.

I thought it would be easy to sweep across Hong County with a huge force.

But who would have thought that the Mo family of Hong County had such complex roots here, entangled with several foundation-building forces and dozens of Qi-training forces, that suppressing the rebellion was not as easy as he had imagined, and it was not until today that he was able to accomplish his goal.

As for the life and death of Master Kang and his nephew, he might say a few words about it when he has free time, but compared with the military and national affairs that need to be dealt with urgently, it is somewhat insignificant.

"Fellow Daoist Lang, now that the matter here is over, I will definitely report your contribution to the restoration to the Lord." Gun, the fake Sima, put these thoughts aside for the time being, and was not in a hurry to even take off his bloodstained armor. He looked at a skinny old cultivator with chicken skin and white hair, and promised in a gentle voice.

"Lang Yi is a nobody, but I am fortunate enough to contribute a little and be loyal to the country. I dare not boast of my merits." The skinny old cultivator spoke in a hoarse voice and a respectful attitude. The words of loyalty he expressed were very explicit, but it made Sima Gun feel a little comfortable.

After all, there are not many guides like Lang Yi in this remote place of Yunjiaozhou. Even if the Mo family of Hong County, which has just been destroyed, is the husband's family of his legitimate daughter, he doesn't care.

This old guy really doesn't have many days left to live. Is it really worth it for just a pill that can extend his life by three years?
Gun Jia Sima, who had already reached the late stage of foundation building before he was a hundred years old, could not quite understand what Lang Yi had done. He only said softly, "Daoyou, please rest assured. Gun has sent someone to escort your daughter and her two children without spiritual roots to your cave."

"Thank you, Sima." Lang Yi's hoarse tone did not change at all, as if he did not care about his own flesh and blood at all.

Gong Jia Sima was somewhat displeased when he heard Lang Yi's ruthless tone, but the state court was now in rebellion, and it was rare to have a strong foundation like the latter come to surrender, and the state court could not afford to be picky.

But Gun Jia Sima was too lazy to play along with Lang Yi, so he just made up an excuse and left.

Seeing that Sima Gun was far away, Lang Yi tapped the black wooden token on his waist with the knuckles of his index finger. When the rune of black dogs fighting for food on the token slowly lit up, He Dezong walked up with a respectful look on his face.

"Senior Lang." Even though the He family had been paying tribute to Lang Yi for so many years, He Dezong had few opportunities to meet Lang Yi in person.

This extravagant figure in the eyes of his peers naturally did not have the arrogance he usually had at this moment. Facing Lang Yi, who was practicing foundation building, he lowered his eyebrows and was extremely respectful.

"Is everything ready?" Lang Yi didn't even raise his eyes. With his hunched body, he was at least two or three feet shorter than He Dezong. But no one would be surprised to see He Dezong, such a burly giant, humble himself in front of him.

"I paid the first 5,000 spirit stones three days ago."

"I'm asking about the second payment!" Lang Yi's tone suddenly became fierce, "Do you think you know, or are you deliberately trying to fool me?"

"Please allow me to pay the second installment. I need to sell some of my family property to make up for it. But the time is too tight and it is difficult to find a buyer. If I sell it at a low price, the loss will also be yours."

"I'll give you another ten days. Can you get it all together?!" Lang Yi didn't listen and kept asking.

"It's late," He Dezong just opened his mouth, and saw Lang Yi's captivating cloudy old eyes. He no longer dared to ask for help, and could only bow his head and agree: "I will do it now, and I will not delay your important matter."

"Okay," Lang Yi nodded with some satisfaction. As the two were talking, the personal tutor of Sima Gunjia walked into the central army tent with a piece of notice in his hand.

Lang Yi was a true cultivator at the foundation-building stage, and although he was a commoner, he still dared to join in the fun in the central military tent.

After a while, Lang Yi came out of the tent with a strange look on his face, and then he sent a message to He Dezong: "Huo Bing was captured by the Qingyun League and surrendered.

Nan'an Bo was furious and asked Gong Jia Sima to take out a small army to annihilate Tang Gu Huo's family, and send the spiritual roots to Haixi, where the mortals would be sold on the spot. Huo's in-laws would also be implicated, and the quota for conscription would be increased by 50% and they would be sent to Xiaowushan battlefield immediately for use. "

Lang Yi was surprised. Everyone said that Huo Bing would die this year. Why did he surrender after he was captured?

It would be better for him to die in the king's service. Kuang Liuting was a man who cared a lot about his reputation. With his loyalty, even if the Huo family could not produce a foundation-building person for the time being after Huo Bing's death, his family's wealth would be preserved.

Now, another family in Yunjiaozhou that has established its foundation is about to be exterminated.

However, what He Dezong was concerned about after hearing this was something else. Although he knew nothing about military affairs, he knew that the state was in turmoil at that time.

The army that was originally powerful enough to suppress the rebellion suffered a great loss because of the division of troops. It was stopped at the gate of the city and failed to capture it after a long siege. It was already showing signs of decline. At this critical juncture, the Jiazixu Hilltop where the Pingrong Township soldiers were stationed actually wanted Sima Gong to divide the troops?

However, it seems that Sima Gunjia is not short of soldiers now. Among the rebellious families and sects that were suppressed, all of them were executed except the main culprit.

Among the other disciples and followers, except for a small number of those who were quick and had not been captured, the rest of the monks who surrendered out of fear of death were all signed with military tokens by the state court army.

The military talisman is a special talisman created by the founding emperor of this dynasty to control the slave army. The fifth-level military talisman is still enshrined in the Taimiao, enjoying royal worship.

Every three decades, the rotating assistant minister of the Ministry of War would request one fourth-level military token, twenty-four third-level military tokens, and a number of first- and second-level military tokens on behalf of the current emperor.

Its purpose is to be implanted into the body of the corresponding cultivator. From then on, the person holding the slave army tiger talisman can control their life and death and convert them into slave soldiers fighting for the Immortal Dynasty.

In fact, many famous families have similar methods, such as planting poisonous insects or converting people to become Vajra Warriors, but they are far inferior to this military talisman.

When Taizu dominated the world in the past, many Taoist disciples and immortal princesses from major sects became the pioneers of the king.

When Taizu was at his peak, there were three Transformation Gods who were controlled by the military talisman and became puppets in Taizu's hands. As for Yuanying Zhenren and Jindan Shangxiu, there were countless of them.

Relying on these slave armies, when Taizu went on an expedition to the outer sea, he could frighten the other forces under the jurisdiction of Kuling Mountain so much that they trembled in fear, guarded their gates carefully, and dared not show their heads.

All we can say is that a drink and a peck are all predetermined and have their origins.

The Immortal Dynasty was so domineering in the past, but it is only natural that it has fallen into such a desolate and desolate state today.

Lang Yi didn't care about these. You have to know that the Tanggu and Huo families had followed Nan'an Earl to bite off a large piece of fat meat from the Dingnan Niu family in the past. It would be a great thing to destroy their family.

If he could go along, he would be able to get the few spirit stones he was short of without having to squeeze the poor Qi-cultivating clan like the He family in Hong County.

But it's such a good thing, and the fake Sima doesn't like me, so how can I get a chance? !
Lang Yi suddenly thought of something and almost jumped up in excitement. He gestured to He Dezong with his hand, and a strange red flush appeared on his old face. He shouted sternly:
"Three days! In three days, I will see another 5,000 spirit stones. I don't care if you can steal, rob, rob or sell them. I only want the spirit stones! Do you understand?!"

"Junior knows!" Lang Yi's expression was a little crazy at this time. Seeing this, He Dezong didn't dare to ask for help at all. He just felt a little sad in his heart and gritted his teeth to agree.

"If you can't build a foundation, you are just a pig or a dog? An ant? Dust?"

He Dezong took his leave. There were several soldiers at the entrance of the camp who were temporarily recruited from the Mi family on their way back from serving as Sima. They had met him several times.

One of the white-faced guards saw him coming out and said warmly:

"Brother He, have you finished your work? If you have time, please come and have a drink and dinner in the evening before leaving. My brothers and I went to the Mo family last time and brought back a jar of first-grade top-grade Xian Fuchun. It's a rare opportunity for brother to come, so we can show our filial piety to him."

He Dezong had no intention of doing so at this moment, but seeing that the general had a friendly face and good intentions, he could only bow and clasp his hands, and politely declined, saying: "Thank you for your kindness, brother, but I have something important to tell you, so I can't delay. Next time I meet you brothers, let's find a wine shop and have a good drink."

The soldier was not surprised by what he said, so he continued, "Then we will hide this Xian Fu Chun and drink it next time you come. But I heard that there is a man named Chong Ming Zong in Pingrong County, and his family has a head named Kang, and those elders are all brothers of yours. I wonder if it is true or not?"

"Oh, that's true, what's the matter with you saying that, brother?!"

"Oh, you are worthy of being the lifelong brother of Brother He!" The guard clapped his hands excitedly and spoke a little faster.

"When Sima passed by earlier, I heard him talking to others about a master from the Lin family in Chang County who was going to kill Taoist Fire Dragon.

It was your brothers who turned the tide. Not only did they rescue the Fire Dragon Taoist, they also worked together to beat the Lin family's foundation-building master to pieces! They will surely be back soon to teach you the skills!"

"The foundation was killed in the formation, and no body was left?" He Dezong was shocked when he heard it. He couldn't believe it in his heart, but he was also unwilling to believe it.

He Dezong dealt with the soldier hastily, then rode his mount alone on the official road in a somewhat desolate manner, as if his spine was temporarily pulled out of his flesh and blood.

The breeze brought up some dry dust, and a fallen leaf gently landed on He Dezong's broad shoulders, almost making it difficult for him to breathe.

Only the autumn insects resting in the forest heard his sigh, "Oh, there is hope for building a foundation."

Sima Gun's actions were much faster than Lang Yi and his ilk had expected.

However, only one day later, Sima Gunjia brought a large team to reinforce Xiaowushan.

Qin Sufu, a military commander who had just recovered from his injuries, was left behind with a small team of Zhoutingya troops. After taking half of the slave soldiers captured from various rebellious families, they suffered heavy casualties and directly captured the second-grade superior formation that the Huo family had just spent ten years to set up.

Several independent cultivators who were hired by Huo Bing to serve as priests also met with misfortune. They were treated as accomplices in the rebellion by Qin Sufu without any investigation and each of them was given a military token.

Actually, they were lucky to have come at a good time. When the David Immortal Dynasty was strong, the second-level military talisman would not be used on Qingye Foundation Establishment players like them whose skills were weak and cultivation was inadequate.

That is to say, since Taizu was trapped in the forbidden area for too long, the country's situation has been in a state of deterioration. The military certificates of various ranks requested by the Ministry of War in each round are kept in the hands of the Forbidden City and cannot be used, so they can only be wasted on them.

The Huo family collapsed so quickly, and the rebellion in Yunjiao Province was like a bubble in the water, rising and falling in an instant.

Even though many of the clans and sects who still wanted to sit on the sidelines knew that the Xiaowushan State Court would not be conquered after a long siege, the sharp knife of the State Court was getting closer and closer, so they had no choice but to put away their thoughts and submit. Many people from the Yunjiao State families had already died for the Liangyi Sect, and it was enough!

Since they all knew what was best for them, it would be easy for the officers and soldiers of the Zhoutingya Army to carry the power of destroying the family and go to the various relatives of the Huo family with the personal signature of the fake Sima Gun, and then bring back a new batch of cannon fodder.

However, these people were only implicated, so Qin Sufu could not plant the military tokens again. He only warned them with both kindness and force.

After returning to the tent and checking the roster, Qin Sufu found something wrong. He frowned and called the lieutenant beside him: "Why is there one less cultivator sent by the Illusion Sword Alliance? A disciple in the middle stage of Qi training has stumped him?"

The lieutenant smiled and said, "General Dian, calm down. His master said that there is a disciple with extraordinary cultivation and background in Chongming Market, Pingrong County, and he is sending someone to call him."

Qin Sufu saw that there was something fishy going on, but he had no intention of pursuing this little detail. He didn't care whether the lieutenant had received benefits from the Phantom Sword Alliance or not, and said casually: "In that case, hurry up and urge them. The situation is changing, and we won't have much time to train the team, so don't delay."

The lieutenant retreated in response, while Qin Sufu muttered, "Pingrong County, Chongming Market. The letter clearly said that you and your men helped Taoist Fire Dragon to kill Lin Yuanfeng, so why haven't you returned yet?"

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"I... I'm going to Xiaowu Mountain?!" Huo Ying, who was leading people to stock the goods in the store, saw the cloth-clothed elder sent by the Fantasy Sword Alliance. She turned pale, her body went limp, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

The cloth-clothed elder saw the beautiful woman's body tremble, and a lustful look appeared in his eyes, but he said seriously: "Junior Sister Huo, even if you are the widow of Junior Brother, you should also contribute to the sect!"

"I'm not, I..." Huo Ying was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes, but the cloth-clothed elder had already said, "So, Junior Sister Huo, do you think you are a member of the Huo family? Well, I'll go get you a military talisman."

"No, no, no." Huo Ying became even more anxious. Who wouldn't be afraid of the title of signing a military order? She could only turn her gaze to Deng Baichuan who was watching the fun.

However, this disciple of Sima Gun just had a blank expression on his face. He and Sect Leader Kang had only a superficial relationship, so there was no reason for him to spend any effort on the mistress of the latter whose life or death was unknown.

When Elder Bu Yi saw this situation, he thought that his bet was right. Kang Dabao was really as dead or alive as people had said. The benefits he had gained were not in vain.

With Kang Dabao's death, the Chongming Market had little to do with the Chongming Sect. Since the Chongming Sect could no longer take care of the shop of the Fantasy Sword League, Huo Ying, the young widow, could put an end to her life of sleeping with men.

As for offending?

If the Chongming Sect really lost the Fei family's legitimate son-in-law, the Pingrong County Magistrate, and the Chongming City Magistrate, the Huanjian League is still a long-standing sect with a true foundation-building cultivator. Why should it be afraid of a Qi training sect?
Would Black Shoe Taoist come to settle accounts with the Magic Sword Alliance for such a thing? Unless Kang Dabao is his illegitimate son!
Take her back, strip off the beautiful woman's clothes and the inheritance and legacy of her junior brother, play with them one by one, and then send her to the state court army to die.

"It's a beautiful thing to think about!"

The lustful look in the eyes of the common-clothed elder became even more intense, and he was about to take action.

In the past, many people who had benefited from Master Kang had gathered here. Now, none of them wanted to stand up for his mistress. Once the person left, the tea would get cold, not to mention that no one knew whether the person was dead or alive.
Pei Yi rushed over after hearing the news. The Chongming Sect suffered a lot of losses in this battle, and they couldn't spare any manpower to take care of the Chongming Tower for the time being, so it couldn't be opened. He was bringing Jin Shilun and others to collect the goods and return to the sect when they encountered this incident.

"Where did you come from, you pig and dog? How dare you act so arrogantly in Chongming Market?!" As soon as Pei Yifu entered the door, he started to curse at the cloth-clad elder from the Fantasy Sword Alliance, which was rare.

Kang Dabao and the others, along with Han Yundao and the other two, have not returned to the sect yet, which has made this usually elegant man worried and anxious, and he couldn't help but get a little angry.

Elder Bu Yi was not angry at being scolded, but only said sarcastically: "You are so arrogant, others might think that Chongming Market is still your property if they hear it!"

Deng Baichuan could tell that it was the old guy who was trying to pull him on board. How could he, with such a proud character, be taken advantage of by this country bumpkin? He snorted coldly at the cloth-clothed elder, turned around and left. He was not really interested in the grudges between them.

Seeing that his strategy of muddying the waters had not worked and had offended Deng Baichuan, Elder Buyi regretted his cleverness a little, but when facing Pei Yi, he still spoke in a stiff tone: "I am bringing my own disciples to serve the country with loyalty, what has it got to do with you!"

"Deacon Huo is my senior brother's." Pei Yi's tone paused, unable to think of any nice words.

"Let me speak for you. Your senior brother is the lover of this whore, right?!" The cloth-clothed elder said sarcastically, and Pei Yi was so angry that he took out the Mingguang Spear.

At this time, the patrol team established by the head of Kangda Sect came on the scene. The leader was Xie Liusheng, who was appointed as the fire chief by the head of Kangda Sect. He said solemnly: "Friend Pei, no fighting is allowed in the market. What are you doing?!"

"Okay, okay!" Pei Yi put down his magic weapon, his eyes bulging with anger.

This bastard, he used to keep fawning over "Uncle" and "Uncle" all the time, but today he calls himself a fellow Taoist!

Pei Yi knew that after hearing about Kang Dabao's accident, all the ragtag members of the patrol team, except for a few people like Shao Meng, defected to Deng Baichuan, but he did not expect that Xie Liusheng, who had always been trusted by the Chongming Sect, would do the same.
Pei Yi was so angry that he smashed the container of the Fantasy Sword Alliance. The Buyi Elder showed no pity at all and his face became even more arrogant. He reached out to capture Huo Ying.

Jin Shilun stepped forward to block it, and Pei Yi also tried to pull the old cultivator away without any grace. Huo Ying was so scared that she cried out: "My enemy, my enemy, where are you?"

But then an old female voice sounded: "If you don't want this claw anymore, try moving forward a little more."

When the cloth-clothed elder heard what was happening, he looked and saw an old woman leaning on a spiritual wooden cane and an elegant female cultivator walking in.

"Master's Wife!" Jin Shilun shouted immediately. Fei Shuhe nodded and smiled, "What a smart child."

Xie Liusheng, who had a serious look on his face just now, knelt on the ground with his men. Deng Baichuan, who had just seemed to have nothing to do with the matter, immediately left and returned. The onlookers who had just been watching the jokes of Zhong Mingzong and others turned around and started watching the jokes of the common people elder.

"Lieutenant Deng, you are doing a good job as a lieutenant. I have been married to Pingrong County for so many years, and I only came out for a walk today, and you prepared such a lively event for me. Okay, I will write to you tomorrow and will definitely say a few good words for you in front of my uncle."

As Fei Shuhe spoke, a smile spread across her face, and she was truly as beautiful as a lotus emerging from water.

But Deng Baichuan broke out in cold sweats when he heard this. His mentors were all just lackeys of the Fei family. If Fei Shuhe really reported him, even if it left a slightly bad impression in Fei Nan'ao's mind, it would definitely affect his future.

"Miss, please allow me to report. This is Deng."

Fei Shuhe ignored him and stared at the Buyi Elder and asked, "My uncle asked you before, where did you come from? Why didn't you answer?"

The arrogant look on the face of the common-clothed elder disappeared, and he only said angrily: "Tang is the elder of the Phantom Sword Alliance. What Pei Daoyou said before was really too humiliating."

Fei Shuhe said coldly: "Oh? So, it was my uncle who humiliated you before? Then I will ask you again, where did you come from, you pig and dog, how dare you act so presumptuously in Chongming Market?!"

The common-clothed elder was so drunk that his face turned pale and he could only murmur: "Tang is..."

Fei Shuhe's eyebrows were raised when he heard this. He waved his slender fingers and said angrily, "How dare a pig-dog who can't even speak properly come to Chongming Market and act so presumptuously! Madam Sun, drag him out and beat him to death. Have someone hang him at the gate of the Illusion Sword Alliance for a month. I want to see what his family dares to say!"

"Lady, please spare my life!" The commoner-clothed elder begged for mercy while breaking through the roof to escape. However, with Nanny Sun, a true foundation-building cultivator, present, how could his plan come true?

Nanny Sun hooked her cane, and a powerful spiritual power brought the commoner elder back. She raised her cane and swung it again, and the door of the Fantasy Sword Alliance shop was splashed with yellow and white.

Ordinary Qi training practitioners really don't have the slightest ability to fight back when facing a foundation building cultivator.

Pei Yi was very happy watching from the side, "From now on, this sister-in-law is really my sister-in-law!"

Fei Shuhe didn't even look at the corpse of the commoner elder, and only said to Deng Baichuan:
"Lieutenant Deng."

"Miss, please give me your orders."

"Qinghan Academy is short of manpower, so I asked the lieutenant to take care of hanging this idiot on the gate of the Illusion Sword Alliance."

"Yes, yes, Xie Liusheng, just do it!"

After saying this, Fei Shuhe nodded goodbye to Pei Yi and took the almost frightened Huo Ying back to Qinghan Courtyard.

After entering the house, he dismissed his attendants and looked at Huo Ying carefully for a while, then smiled and said, "He has good taste and picked a pretty girl."

She was obviously younger than Huo Ying, but she spoke in a tone of talking to a little girl: "You have average taste. How come you don't have anything valuable to wear? Did he just coax her into giving you her?"

"I... Thank you so much for saving my life, mistress!" Huo Ying hadn't come to her senses yet, so she could only cry and thank him.

Fei Shuhe just smiled and said nothing to her. She asked Ping'er to bring her some clean clothes and some fresh water. Nanny Sun followed her into the flower and bird garden.

A little bird jumped onto her fingertips, calling "Congratulations" and "Congratulations" to itself. Fei Shuhe saw it with a smile on his face and said in a relaxed tone: "It looks like a simple-minded bird, so just help him take it in."

"Young lady has a kind heart like a bodhisattva." Nanny Sun continued.

"I'm not a bodhisattva," Fei Shuhe shook her head slightly. In her mind, a figure holding her heart by the pond appeared again. She said to herself, "I'm just repaying him a favor."

Fei Shuhe suddenly thought that many women in the yard seemed to be concerned about someone's life or death.

"My dear, are you dead or alive?!" Huo Ying slept with her head covered on the most embroidered bed with quilts she had ever seen in her life. Her eyes were red from crying and she muttered to herself.

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