Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 235: Everyone is back (Thanks to Brother Jian V for the points reward)
Even the Taoist priest Heishi was surprised. When he saw Jiang Qing coming out of retreat, he muttered a few words: "How bold. No wonder. What a pity."

"Qing'er, you are so brave that you can build the Ice Leaf Taoist foundation without any spiritual objects. Your determination and affinity for Taoism are so strong that I have never heard of them in my half-life of seeking Taoism." The Taoist in Black Shoes praised with a trace of regret in his eyes.

If Jiang Qing's body was not damaged, he might be able to achieve gold leaf or even purple leaf in one fell swoop. It is not impossible for him to have some hope.

But things have come to this point, and thinking more would be too late to regret it. Fortunately, Jiang Qing finally succeeded in building the foundation, which is better than anything else.

Upon hearing the Black Shoe Taoist's praise, Jiang Qing immediately thanked him and said, "It's all thanks to the grace of Uncle Master for teaching me the Dao. During my half-month retreat, I had actually already failed at the stage of the Divine Furnace Lotus, but with the blessing of the Grandmaster, my Dantian was not damaged, and only some of my meridians were damaged by the broken Dao Lotus Qi.

The boy spent another month to recover from his injuries. He had originally planned to come out of seclusion first to report to his uncle and brothers, and then take the elixir to build his foundation next time.

However, while he was healing, the "Ten Essays on the Qingfu Sword Classic" that the eldest senior brother brought back from the Ming family suddenly echoed in his mind, and an unstoppable courage was infused into the boy's heart, and a sense of blessing arose.

I thought this was my chance to achieve enlightenment, so I made a prompt decision without delay. But I didn’t expect that the step of growing lotus in the divine furnace was still full of dangers, and three of them were quite dangerous.”

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Qing frowned, then relaxed his brows and stood still without moving.

The fist as big as a bowl smashed into Jiang Qing's shoulder, causing the newly-promoted foundation-building cultivator to almost cry out in pain.

"You little bastard! You refused to take the elixir, so you went to build your foundation, twice! You're showing off! You're a troublemaker!" The soft shoes of Sect Master Kang had been taken off by him and were hitting the body of the number one swordsman of Chongming Sect with a continuous popping sound.

This time, even the Taoist priest Heilu did not say anything to stop him. He just smiled and watched Jiang Qing being sat on by Kang Dabao, begging for mercy.

"It hurts, it hurts! Brother, please stop hitting me, please stop hitting me!"

"What do you mean stop fighting! Can't this master fight against a true cultivator who has established his foundation?! You little bastard, have you ever thought that I am outside?"

The Taoist in Black Shoes found it very interesting and a hint of reminiscence rose in his eyes. As the two brothers were making a fuss, they saw Yuan Jin crawling in from outside the cave.

He was also in a bad state, with a haggard face, slightly furrowed thick eyebrows, and no spirit in his eyes. He fell to the ground while still shouting: "Brother, brother, Xiao Sanzi's soul lamp is getting brighter! Go and have a look, have a look! It's getting brighter! Can this retreat stone chamber be opened?"

Yuan Jin had only shouted halfway when he saw Jiang Qing, who looked ashamed, coming out of confinement. He saw Master Kang, who was beating someone with gritted teeth.

"Little Sanzi, have you succeeded in building your foundation?!" Yuan Jin howled hoarsely, and the dejection in his eyes disappeared, filled with surprise.

"It's done, it's done, Second Brother, come and save me!" Jiang Qing's face was full of bitterness and he kept begging.

"Hahaha, may the Dao Ancestor bless you! Master, did you see that? The third little one is truly cultivating and building his foundation!" Yuan Jin laughed while crying. He stood up tremblingly, moved to the side of Master Kang, and without asking the reason, he kicked Jiang Qing on the butt.

Until Master Kang had had enough of the fight, the three brothers all collapsed on the ground in embarrassment, looked at each other, and suddenly burst into laughter at the same time. Their loud laughter filled the huge Biha Cave.

"Thank you, uncle-master!" Sect Leader Kang stood up first, tidied his clothes, and led his two fellow disciples to bow deeply.

"Thank you, uncle master!"

"No need to thank me, thank your master instead," the Taoist priest Heishi said with a pleased look on his face. He also pointed to the headmaster Kang: "In the future, you must do a good job in offering sacrifices to your ancestors. Don't mess around. Don't let my elder brother into the kitchen again."

"Junior apprentice brother understands." Kang Dabao replied with an embarrassed look on his face and his head down.

"Go back, don't disturb my quiet cultivation now. The foundation building ceremony later needs to be lively. This is what your master wanted to do but failed to do. Take good care of it. When you invite guests, you can also include my name."

Taoist Heilu gave another instruction, then waved his hand to drive the three brothers out of the Biha Cave. Then he returned to the quiet room alone and sat on the cushion.

He didn't move for a long while, and suddenly he remembered something. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he laughed out loud.

"Big brother."

After the bruised and battered Jiang Qing was escorted back to Chongming Sect by his two senior brothers, they learned that Jiang Qing was not dead and had also achieved the Ice Leaf Foundation Establishment.

The originally depressing atmosphere in the sect was instantly reversed, and everyone in the sect, young and old, immortals and laymen, became excited.

Although many foundation-building masters died in the frictions between the provincial court and Yunjiao Province, in today's Pingrong County, Jiang Qing is the second foundation-building master besides Heilu Taoist.

This is extremely valuable, not to mention that Jiang Qing is not just an ordinary Qingye foundation-building person, which makes it even more precious.

Seriously speaking, even if it is the Black-Shoe Taoist, what is the difference between him and the Chongming Sect's own foundation building?
In this way, the only two people who have established their foundation in the small Pingrong County are from the Chongming Sect. Once this news spreads, the Chongming Sect will be the undisputed number one sect in Pingrong.

If the families of all sizes in Pingrong County were sensible, they would know how to get along with Emperor Chongming in the future.

When Sect Leader Kang Da thought of this, he couldn't help but show joy on his face. He waved his hand and ordered, "Second Brother, go write a letter first! Write to those uncles from the past first! Let them all see how well I, Kang Dabao, am doing as Sect Leader!!"

"Ha," Yuan Jinzi could see that his senior brother, the head of the sect, was really happy.

Otherwise, such a steady person in normal times would not be so complacent now.

"Junior brother, I'll go in a moment." Yuan Jin did not refuse and agreed with a smile.

"My goodness, I, Old Zhou, have lived to be seventy years old, but I never thought that there would be a day when I could become a close junior disciple of a Foundation Establishment cultivator." Zhou Yixiu walked carefully in front of Jiang Qing and looked him up and down carefully.

This was also a stroke of luck. Apart from Jiang Qing, who else, Old Zhou, would dare to behave so disrespectfully towards a true foundation-building cultivator?

"Junior Brother Zhou, have you seen enough?" Jiang Qing's face was still covered with bruises, how could he withstand Zhou Yixiu's gaze like that.

"Haha, let alone Junior Brother Zhou, even I, Old Ye, never thought that Junior Brother Jiang could achieve the Ice Leaf Foundation Establishment." Ye Zhengwen couldn't help but sigh. He and Kang Dabao had known each other for a long time, and it was not an exaggeration to say that Jiang Qing grew up under his care.

Although he always heard Master Kang showing off his junior fellow apprentice like he was showing off a treasure, Ye Zhengwen never expected that the little boy who used to stay at Kang Dabao's merchandise rack all day long would achieve what he has today.

Pei Yi did not forget his duty as an elder in passing on skills at this time. Regardless of Jiang Qing's miserable appearance, he still used him as a role model to the younger generations.

The most surprising person among the younger generation was Mingzhe, who had just arrived not long ago. Although he was considered as Jiang Qing's disciple by Sect Leader Kang, he arrived at an unfortunate time. When he just entered the sect, Jiang Qing was already preparing for the foundation-building.

Up to now, the master and the disciple probably had spoken more than a hundred sentences in total, so naturally there was no question of any affection between them.

Since Mingzhe entered the sect, he had actually always been trained by the elder Pei Yi and his close senior brother He Yuanbing. He never expected that when he met his master again, he had already become an enviable foundation-building disciple.

The family members knew about the situation early on, so they naturally knew what this meant. While they were happy, they also seemed to have found a way out for the Ming family.

Because the head of the Kangda Sect had no intention of concealing the news, the news of Jiang Qing's foundation-building quickly spread around.

The first ones to receive the news were mostly the uncles who had left Master Kang after Master He passed away.

Most of these old guys no longer live in Pingrong County, but those who left their addresses and can still be found by Master Kang still have some feelings for the past.

When they received the news that Jiang Qing had established his foundation, they either sighed, laughed out loud, or shed tears.
Speaking of which, when they were young, how many of them hadn't dreamed of bringing glory to their family? Now that it has finally been realized by a younger generation, they are filled with mixed feelings.

——Wang County, Moyun Manor

"Hehe, this fat boy seems to be full of resentment." Xiu Anshan looked at the letter and laughed, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

After a long while, he whispered to the short and sturdy young man next to him, "Go write a letter back to Emperor Chongming, and ask the sect leader to send someone to move the elm tree back home. Now he is worthy of all the things my senior brother left behind." Xiu Anshan still cared about his face, so he just asked Sect Leader Kang to transplant the elm tree back, and said nothing more.

However, some of the uncles were a bit shameless.

They did not come back when Kang Dabao was traveling with his cargo pallet as a merchant; they did not come back when Emperor Chongming was conscripted by Xie Fu; and they certainly did not come back when the entire clan was sent by the state court to work as flagpoles.

But after Jiang Qing established his foundation, they all clamored to come back with red eyes.

Now it is hard to find any peaceful days in the whole Yunjiao Province. It is hard to say that they live comfortably as a small family outside. If they can return to Chongming Sect and become the elder of a foundation-building cultivator, what a great blessing it would be! How can they not want to come back?
But among the previous generation of disciples of the Chongming Sect, except for Master He, Uncle Li, and Uncle Lian, the others were just mediocre.

Sect Leader Kang not only looked down upon the abilities of these uncles, but also hated their arrogant and servile behavior, so he simply bought back at a discount all the things they had taken away from the Chongming Sect when they split off.

As for the matter of returning to the sect, Kang Dabao did not agree. He just said he would wait and see in the future, and kept all these old guys hanging.

Most of the things that were divided up by the uncle-masters have been recovered. Now the only thing that Master Kang still misses is the elm tree that was moved away by Uncle-master Xiu.

It just so happened that Xiu Yuanshan also sent a letter, and Kang Dabao was also busy preparing for Jiang Qing's foundation-building ceremony, so he had no choice but to assign this matter to Zhou Yixiu.

After Zhou Yixiu received the order to go to Xiu'an Mountain to move the elm trees back, he called Kang Rongquan without stopping. The two of them each rode a wild ox and hurried to Moyun Manor of the Xiu family in Wang County.

The Xiu family has been the second largest family in the Chongming Sect since its establishment, first second only to the Zhang family, and then second only to the He family.

Now, the Xiu family has three cultivators including Xiu Yuanshan, which is pretty good.

Xiu Yuanshan had never thought that none of Kang Dabao's three brothers would come. He was surprised and a little disappointed.

So he just pointed to the direction of the big elm tree towards Zhou Yixiu, who was about the same age as him, and said softly: "It's right there. This big locust tree was moved back from Jackdaw Mountain with my senior brother.

Later, the branch family transplanted another row, so it lost its vitality and has not grown well. I have also invited several advanced farming masters to take a look, and they all said that they dare not move, because if they move again, they are afraid that the plant will not survive. "

"It's okay. I'll go and take a look first." Even though Xiu Yuanshan in front of him was not as advanced as him, Zhou Yixiu still behaved like a junior and spoke respectfully without any arrogance.

Xiu Yuanshan had some vision and naturally knew that the old monk in front of him was not honoring him, so he took Zhou and Kang to the elm tree.

"Ha," Xiu Yuanshan gently patted the trunk of the elm tree, a trace of shame appearing on his face.

This elm tree has suffered a great loss of vitality since it was moved from Xiuyuan Mountain. Its leaves no longer contain the spiritual power they once did, and are almost comparable to those of a lower-grade first-level spiritual plant.

Because of this, Xiu Yuanshan himself has not been here for a long time.

"Back then, my sister-in-law was kind-hearted. She knew that the elm coins could be exchanged for some spirit stones to maintain the sect, but she insisted on leaving some for the younger generations to make dumplings. She even tried to coax them by saying that the dumplings were made from the elm coins she picked up, so that they wouldn't feel guilty."

After Xiu Yuanshan sighed with emotion, he said to Zhou Yixiu in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, let's start now. Cut off the last bit of attachment that an unfilial disciple like me has for the sect."

"Thank you, senior." Zhou Yixiu didn't care about Xiu Yuanshan's melancholy. He looked up and down at the elm tree carefully for a while, frowned and then relaxed. He waved to Kang Rongquan. The fat boy came running over and heard Zhou Yixiu say, "Rongquan, come and take a look."

Kang Rongquan accepted the order and started to make some magic spells. A little emerald green light appeared on his fingertips and he touched the rhizome.

After getting familiar with the leaf veins, he picked another leaf and examined it for a while, then cut off a small piece of bark and chewed it. Soon, a look of understanding appeared on his chubby face:

"Master Zhou, the leaves of this elm tree have black spots, the bark is spicy, bitter and dry, and there is a burning sensation in the throat. It must be anthrax. Just grind three ounces of lead into powder and dissolve it in Sanming liquid, then apply it to the surface of the tree roots. In less than half a day, I'm afraid the symptoms will be eliminated and the vitality will be restored."

After Kang Rongquan finished speaking, before Zhou Yixiu could speak, Xiu Yuanshan looked suspicious and asked, "Little kid, don't brag, or you will damage the elm tree and your master will cause trouble for you.

I have invited two or three advanced masters to help me, but none of them could help me. How can you find the problem with just one look?"

Kang Rongquan was filled with dissatisfaction when he heard this. In the Chongming Sect, apart from the elders, every senior brother had been scolded by him. How could he swallow his anger in front of a strange old cultivator?

So the little fat kid just frowned and said, "Senior, how unreasonable! The disease of this elm tree is obvious, even a beginner can recognize it. It is obvious that you are reluctant to spend more spirit stones, and the so-called advanced masters you invited are all frauds who are trying to take advantage of the situation. How can you say that I am boasting?"

"You" Xiu Yuanshan was a little surprised and a blush appeared on his face.

Zhou Yixiu had never thought that Kang Rongquan would speak so bluntly, so he stopped Xiu Yuanshan and whispered, "Senior, calm down. Children don't know much, but my nephew Jia Shi is very talented. Senior, why don't you wait for a while and let him do his thing."

"Well, the master sent you to do this anyway. Since you want this kid to take action, I'll do as you say. But, which nephew's disciple is this kid from?" Xiu Yuanshan's expression eased a little, and he asked again.

Without waiting for Zhou Yixiu to speak, Kang Rongquan proudly said, "I am Kang Rongquan, my master Pei Yi is the elder who taught us martial arts. The current head of the sect, Kang, is my great uncle."

"The Kang family, the Kang family hasn't produced a cultivator for many years. Now that another one has appeared, it is really a good fortune. Junior Brother Pei is back? Then... then Senior Brother Li?" Xiu Yuanshan suddenly became nervous and asked in a low voice.

"Uncle Master Li died during the foundation-building period. His coffin and spirit tablet have been moved back to the sect." As soon as Zhou Yixiu finished speaking, he saw a hint of sadness in Xiu Yuanshan's eyes.

"Master Brother and Senior Brother Li are both dead. The pillars of Chongming Sect and the purple gold beams have all collapsed, but a mediocre person like me has survived." A look of regret appeared on Xiu Yuanshan's face. Feeling lost, he no longer cared about the life or death of this mere ordinary tree.

Zhou Yixiu signaled to Kang Rongquan, who immediately understood and started to operate.

It was just as Kang Rongquan said, the elm tree was only suffering from a minor illness. After following Kang Rongquan's method, only half a day later, a faint spiritual energy emerged around the elm tree.

Xiu Yuanshan could see at this time that the elm tree was already in good condition, but what he said before was absolutely true. Two or three farmers had seen it and none of them could see its quality.

Kang Rongquan is a kid who is barely old enough to dance like an elephant. Many teenagers of his age in many families and sects are probably still stuck at the second or third level of Qi training. However, Kang Rongquan has not only reached the middle level of Qi training, but even Master Jia has achieved such a high level of attainment.

In addition, Zhou Yixiu, whose attainments were obviously much higher.
If Xiu Yuanshan had previously held the idea that it was only because of Jiang Qing's hard work and Kang Dabao's help from his junior fellow apprentice that they were able to take advantage of the opportunity and become the founder of the revival.

Now, just by looking at the old man and the young man in front of him, Xiu Yuanshan knew that Master Kang would definitely run the sect very prosperously.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, please take a letter to the Sect Leader for me when you go back." Xiu Yuanshan sighed and asked Zhou Yixiu for a favor.

"How dare the junior disobey your order?" Zhou Yixiu did not ask Xiu Yuanshan what the letter was going to say. After agreeing, he took Kang Rongquan to pack up.

Having completed the task that the head brother was particularly concerned about, Zhou Yixiu felt a lot more relaxed.

The next step is to transport the elm tree back safely, and then Chongming Sect will be able to say as Master Kang has always wished: "Everyone is back."

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