Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 228 Re-energize

Kang Rongquan stood in a large spiritual field, leaning on a spiritual hoe, and sighed deeply.

Normally, Song Hui, as Zhou Yixiu's only male disciple, would always come to help him even though he had no talent in martial arts.

Dong Liuer and Song Hui also seemed to be inseparable from Meng, so they would follow him most of the time.

After the three of them finished their work, they chatted and drank the wine that Song Hui had stolen from Zhou Yixiu's cellar. They then slandered Han Yundao behind his back for his bad habit of being pretentious, and they were so happy.

Now he is alone and feels a little lonely.

"Oh, Senior Brother Kang, Senior Brother Kang, I'm late!" It was Mo Ku, wearing a plain hat, who came breathlessly from a distance.

After experiencing the battle of Xiaowu Mountain, Mo Ku, who had always been busy feeding spiritual plants, would take the initiative to take time out to go to the training robot puppet.

It's just that his aptitude is so mediocre that even after practicing seriously for a long time, his progress can only be described as marginal.

"Ah, Junior Brother Mo is here. I thought Master Zhou took you to Qinye Forest this morning." Kang Rongquan came out of his reminiscence and saw Mo Ku coming over. He smiled and said hello, "Don't worry, I've got it all ready. Sit down for a while. The wind is just right now. Let's enjoy the breeze together."

Kang Rongquan cast a breeze spell on himself, and most of the dust and sweat on his body were taken away. He then stretched out his hand and a silver ring magic weapon jumped out from the thick earth pile.

"Senior Brother Kang's Cold Silver Earth Spirit Ring is about to be refined to perfection." Mo Ku sat down next to Kang Rongquan cautiously, looking at the magical weapon in the latter's hand that was shining with cold light, his eyes full of envy.

"Almost. Normally, I should find a spiritual mine to absorb the essence and then nourish it for a few months. But now the alfalfa is almost ripe and cannot be left without human care, so I can only put it in the spiritual field. That's good, it will always be of some benefit." Kang Rongquan replied with a smile.

Although he still has a chubby face, he is already a genuine fourth-level Qi training disciple. His cultivation has caught up with Duan Anle, and he is only one level lower than He Yuanbing, who has the best family background. He is considered the most outstanding person among the next generation of Chongming Sect.

"It would be great if Senior Brother Han was still here. He loves to be lively. When all the fellow disciples are gathered together, I can go on stage to talk about Taoism and show off."

He and Mo Ku also poured a glass of spiritual wine. After Kang Rongquan drank it all, he lay leisurely on the dry soil.

Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, the little fat man thought of the days when he had choked Han Yundao in the past, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Not long after, a nimble and agile gray shadow passed by in the sky. Kang Rongquan sat up in surprise. Before he could say anything, Mo Ku beside him screamed, "It's Senior Brother Duan's Gray Falcon. Senior Brother Duan has come out of retreat!"

It had been nearly three months since Han Yundao's soul lamp went out, and Duan Anle had only been out of the house when Kang Dabao returned to the sect and Jiang Qing woke up.

Even the silly smile that he usually had on his face was gone. He looked serious and expressionless, like a steel puppet.

Everyone knew that he and Han Yundao had always been good friends, so he felt uncomfortable and couldn't change his mind. He wanted to persuade him but didn't know where to start, and even the teachers in the sect were helpless.

"My great uncle is right. Time will always bring people back to normal." Kang Rongquan thought to himself. He stood up and told Mo Ku to pack up the things. Then the two of them returned together.

It was almost time for evening classes, and Mo Ku's cultivation had not yet reached the middle stage of Qi training, so he could not be absent without asking for leave.

Kang Rongquan didn't have to go, but he hadn't been there for some time. He thought that Duan Anle would come out of retreat today and might go to the Sutra Hall as well, so he went there with Mo Ku.

As soon as the two entered the room, they found that the seat that was supposed to be occupied by Pei Yi was replaced by a simple-looking and strong young man, who was Duan Anle who had just come out of seclusion.

The younger generations who came in one after another were all surprised and happy, and they all greeted Duan Anle. The latter was as kind and generous as before, and this made everyone very excited.

After chatting for a while, the bell for the scripture class rang. Duan Anle's face suddenly became serious again. He sat upright and solemnly, and knocked the ruler beside him on the low table a few times: "Silence, today we will study the last four chapters of "Liezi Chongxu Zhenjing". Read after me: 'Yin Tang asked Xia Ge.'"

All the kids were driven down, and those who were a little slow were punished with a ruler. Even He Yuanbing, who came to join in the fun, was no exception. Yuan Changsheng, who relied on his relationship with Duan Anle and was best friends with him, was punished the hardest.

Kang Rongquan almost got hit, and felt that Duan Anle changed his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book today, "Why is Senior Brother Duan acting like Senior Brother Han today?"

Kang Rongquan was not the only one who had this feeling. During the scripture class, many people felt that this honest and honest senior brother who held the scriptures and was always kind was very much like the former Han Yundao.

Even the way the teacher spoke and scolded was lifelike.

The sutra was only halfway through, but everyone understood it and started to recite it attentively. It was not until the end of the sutra class that everyone came out of the reserved atmosphere.

After class, everyone stood up and bowed: "Thank you, senior brother."

Duan Anle returned the greeting solemnly, and as he lowered his head, he murmured, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

After the class, Pei Que brought Jin Shilun to invite him, "Second Brother, come sit with me."

Even though Duan Anle put on a smile again after finishing his class, Jin Shilun was still worried, and a look of worry appeared on his face: "Little Wu Meng just brought back some snacks from Chongming City, let's try them together, brother."

"Of course I have to go. Let me clean up." Duan Anle's face showed nothing unusual. He nodded in response, then slowly put away the scriptures on the table. Then the three of them entered Pei Que's courtyard together.

The layout of the courtyards of Sect Leader Kang Da's disciples is almost identical to that of Sect Leader Kang Dabao's courtyard. Even the hitching post that Old Donkey used back then is exactly the same. There are only slight differences in minor details.

The three of them felt very friendly after they entered the room. Little Wu Meng was dozing off on the round table with his head in his hands. When he saw the three of them coming in, he said with a look of surprise, "Oh, the brothers are here. Come and sit down."

"You've grown taller again. I heard that your uncle Jin is going to arrange a marriage for you?" Duan Anle was also happy to see little Wu Meng. The latter had been staying in Chongming City in recent years, practicing martial arts with Jin Huohua, the father of Jin Shilun, and seldom came back.

Although little Wu Meng was almost as tall as an average adult and his martial arts had reached the level of marrow refining, he was still just a teenager who was not even old enough to dance like an elephant.

Hearing Duan Anle's words, he blushed immediately. Then he replied awkwardly, "It was the headmaster who asked Uncle Jin to do it. I..."

"Haha," seeing little Wu Meng's look, the three of them laughed, and sat down one by one without looking at their seats.

After chatting for a few words, Kang Rongquan was heard knocking on the door angrily, dragging He Yuanbin and Ye Pingshui. Xiao Wumeng went to open the door and welcomed the three of them in.

"Pingshui, let me tell you, the three sect leaders' disciples are eating alone here! You still don't believe it!" Kang Rongquan directly pointed out Ye Pingshui, the honest child.

"This, what Senior Brother Kang said, there is not even a plate of meat on the round table, how can this be considered eating alone." Ye Pingshui muttered softly, but how could everyone present not hear it, and they all laughed.

"Junior brother Kang, since you know that our master's disciples are having a banquet here, why are you here?" Pei Que pretended to be annoyed and said jokingly.

"Ha! Senior Brother Pei, stop talking to me about this! You are the master's disciple, and I am the master's direct descendant! Little Wu Meng, bring some wine, bring some wine!" Kang Rongquan was not afraid of arguing with these senior brothers, and he immediately pulled He Yuanbin and Ye Pingshui to sit down together.

Everyone laughed again. Little Wu Meng brought over a half-man-high wine jar and filled it up with all the brothers. The wine was muddy and the dishes were vegetarian. The brothers didn't mind it. They chatted and joked, and time passed quickly. After chatting for a while, the topic turned to cultivation and future without them noticing.

"Master told me last time that he would focus most of his energy on cultivation in the next few years, and asked me to put more effort into training the weapon and take over some of the burden."

Ye Pingshui seemed a little distressed, and everyone knew that this matter was important, so they all came up with ideas.

"If Junior Brother can break through to the fourth level of Qi training earlier, it will be of some help in training weapons, right?" Duan Anle was the most respected and the oldest, so he spoke first.

"Yes, there will be some benefits," Ye Pingshui nodded in response, "It's a good thing that my Barbarian Bull Sutra is of a lower grade. In another month or two, I should be able to break through."

"In the entry stage of cultivating the hundred arts, improving one's cultivation is just icing on the cake and cannot change the fundamentals." Although Kang Rongquan is young, he is the only cultivator present who has an entry-level skill. Although he has a tendency to show off, he is the most convincing in this regard.

When everyone heard him speak, they all looked over at him: "Learn more, do more, and think more. Don't learn without thinking, or think without learning. But this book requires some talent, and you can't rush it.

Junior Brother Mo Ku studies very hard, but he just doesn't do well in anything. There's nothing we can do about it. Uncle Yuan just wants Junior Brother Ye to be more dedicated, so you don't have to put too much pressure on yourself."

He said this in a simple manner, and everyone felt that it made sense and agreed with it.

When He Yuanbin heard Kang Rongquan mention Mo Ku, he suddenly remembered something: "I heard from Senior Sister Zhou that the teachers intend to let Junior Brother Mo Ku take over the position of guarding Chongming Town that the junior brothers left before their death. I wonder if it's true or not."

"Uncle Chu, who is temporarily acting as the external affairs steward, did mention it, but he also knew that Junior Brother Mo's fighting skills were a little lacking, so he wanted to let Senior Brother Wei Gu go with Junior Brother Mo, but my master still rejected it in the hall.

Master said that Senior Brother Wei Gu has been studying the Dao of Arrays these days, and I heard that he has made great progress. My master is about to open a new spiritual field, and Junior Brother Mo, who is a half-farmer, can't get away. How can the two of them put down their work and go to Chongming City to guard it?"

He Yuanbing felt relieved after hearing what Kang Rongquan said.

Mo Ku was protected by him all the way back from Xiaowu Mountain. He knew the former's fighting ability very well. Even an ordinary cultivator could not defeat him, let alone do the job of guarding Chongming City.

Moreover, guarding Chongming Town is obviously a tough job. Apart from leaving the mountain gate and having no spiritual veins to practice, it is also not easy to get close to the sect's top leaders.

Normally, after Ji Wu Wu's death, the teachers should have released an old cultivator who had no hope in the Dao, just like they did before. Although Mo Ku's cultivation was low, he was only over twenty years old, so it was not his turn.

There seem to be quite a few suitable candidates among the foreign affairs disciples recruited from Shandugang.
Even He Yuanbin, a young master who doesn't care about worldly affairs, can think through these connections. There is no reason why Chu Huer can't think of this when he is temporarily in charge of foreign affairs.
When He Yuanbing thought of this, he was suddenly startled, as if he smelled a hint of internal strife in the Chongming Sect for the first time.

Pei Que noticed that He Yuanbin's face was not right. After thinking for a while, he explained, "My uncle reprimanded Uncle Chu some time ago. Senior Brother Niu Kuang has been assigned a task and will go to Chongming City to take up the post in the next few days."

After hearing Pei Que's words, the older people all looked relieved.

People say "the smaller the temple, the more evil spirits there are; the shallower the water, the more turtles there are". Although the words are crude, they are easy to understand.

Since Sect Master Kang had accepted all the practitioners from Shandugang into the sect, it was only natural for him to bear the price of the signs of factions emerging within the Chongming Sect.

After the Shandugang cultivators entered the sect, they naturally became close to Chu Huer and Pei Yi, and became much more distant from the other disciples of the Chongming Sect. Even Kang Dabao could not reverse this situation in a short period of time.

As the leader of the Shandugang cultivators, Chu Huer felt guilty for the heavy casualties they suffered in the battle of Xiaowu Mountain. It is only natural for him to want to get more benefits for them and avoid some hard work afterwards.

Fortunately, as Uncle Li's genuine disciple, Pei Yi's stance was not led astray by Chu Huer and others, and the decision he made was still fair.

"It would be great if Chongming City also had a spiritual vein. Then I, the junior brother, could guard it. Anyway, Master always said that you can't become a swordsman if you stay locked up in your room."

He Yuanbing drank a bowl of wine swiftly and said with some pride.

"I saw Uncle Jiang the day before yesterday. He was practicing sword in the training ground in the middle of the night." Ye Pingshui's tone was full of admiration.

"I heard that Master Jiang doesn't want to rest," Pei Que nodded, and then said, "But my uncle did say that Master Jiang's injury is healing faster than the doctor expected. I'm afraid it will be healed in another half a year."

“Although Third Uncle has suffered a minor setback, his resolve for the Dao is as strong as ever. I think building a foundation will be a piece of cake for him in the future.” Jin Shilun, who is the oldest and has the lowest cultivation level, also praised.

"When uncle-master has established his foundation, we will rush to the Lin family in Chang County and avenge Senior Brother Han!" Ye Pingshui suddenly smashed the bowl and roared.

When Ye Pinglin passed away, he followed Ye Yaoling into the Chongming Sect. Han Yundao, the eldest senior brother, took care of him the most, so he was naturally grateful.

The somewhat cheerful atmosphere was dissipated by Ye Pingshui's roar. Everyone drank up their wine and fell silent.

Kang Rongquan thought about it, and with his belly bulging, he spoke first: "Let's hold a Taoist meeting. Senior Brother Han likes to hold Taoist meetings the most! We can't just think about hiding under the wings of our teachers. We have to be enterprising and make progress."

"Okay!" Ye Pingshui slapped the table and was the first to respond. "I'll start by telling you how to nurture your magic weapon."

Everyone cleared the tables and cups. Ye Pingshui, a little drunk, stood on the branch of the golden mulberry tree in the yard, and the people below listened attentively.

Even little Wu Meng, like before, moved a small stool to sit down and listened with fascination to those principles which were extremely mysterious to him.

Duan Anle's eyes suddenly became wet when he saw the scene in front of him. He lowered his head and murmured, "Lifelong senior brother, lifelong junior brother."

As Ye Pingshui's somewhat simple theory of weapons slowly entered his ears, this honest and straightforward young man clenched his fists again: "The morning sun has passed, but it's not too late to enjoy the evening sun. Just do your part as well, and cheer up!"

As the night deepened, a gentle breeze blew, bringing with it bursts of fresh air, which gradually took away the dejection from the disciples.

The bright moon hanging high in the sky cast a silvery glow on the simple courtyard with its smooth brushstrokes, which made Ersanzi's determination to pursue the Tao even more resolute.

The same as before, yet not the same as before.

(This is a bit pretentious. I will speed up the process in the next chapter to lay the foundation for building the foundation. PS: The words in brackets are not charged.)
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