Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 255 Returning Victoriously
Shan Sheng and Ma Wenhan, one wielding a green jade sword and the other a purple bronze bell, joined forces with more than a dozen Ma family monks to fight against the toothless old man in the large warehouse of Mijiazhai.

Among the three foundation-building cultivators, the one named Feng had already escaped, but no one knew where the old woman had fled to.

Although Shan Sheng's life span was shortened, his skills were still much stronger than those of Ma Wenhan, an old cultivator who was really nearing the end of his life.

Therefore, when Master Kang and his disciples arrived, the toothless old man was already unable to hold on alone.

He was no match for Shan Sheng's brilliant sword light, and Ma Wenhan's purple bronze bell would occasionally shake the toothless old man's mind, so he had no choice but to turn around and attack the dozen or so Ma family monks.

Only then did Kang Dabao realize that the toothless old man was practicing a physical training technique that was rarely practiced in Yunjiao State.

He moved closer, as fast as lightning, his pair of iron fists grew to the size of alms bowls, with a mysterious light on them, indestructible. In just a short while, two or three monks of the Ma family were beaten to pieces by him, including their magic weapons.

The flesh and blood and the fragments of the magic weapon were all stuck to the ground, and Ma Wenhan naturally felt distressed when he saw it.

But he also knew how powerful it was. If he had kept the toothless old man, maybe he could have left some foundation for the Ma family before he died.

So even though Ma Wenhan was so heartbroken seeing his capable disciples die one after another, he still did not go to rescue them. He just gnashed his teeth and repeatedly vibrated the Purple Spirit Bell to provide assistance to Shan Sheng, hoping that the latter's Qingyu Sword could kill the toothless old man as soon as possible.

The toothless old man has a very well-cultivated body. Although he looks hunched and small, his skin has been covered with a layer of copper since he started to practice the mysterious magic. It is very difficult for a cultivator in the Qi training stage to use a magic weapon to break his body.

Often only a white mark is left, which is then instantly covered with bronze.

But Shan Sheng's Qingguang Sword is quite good, its grade is as high as the second-level mid-grade, which is enough to make the toothless old man suffer a great loss.

While the toothless old man rushed into the crowd of Qi-cultivating monks and killed them all, Shan Sheng also cut a horrible bloody mark on the toothless old man's back.

The sword light broke through the skin and flesh, and the sword energy was raging and merciless, cutting the flesh on the toothless old man's back into a mess.

The toothless old man did not have the time to bandage his wounds, even though there were several strips of flesh hanging down from his back, which grew longer and longer as he moved, and the blood that flowed out almost soaked his entire lower body red.

But the toothless old man could only dodge Shan Sheng's flying sword while rushing towards the formation formed by the Ma family's disciples.

Seeing the reinforcements coming from the opposite side, the toothless old man's face became even more anxious. He punched through the round mirror magic weapon of a Ma family disciple who was at the ninth level of Qi training. He changed his fist into a claw and tore off the latter's robe with one claw, digging out a red heart that was still beating.

Ma Wenhan was furious and did not hesitate to waste his energy. The sound of bells rang out one after another, causing the toothless old man to have a splitting headache. He bit his tongue hard, strengthened his spirit, and risked his life to withstand Shan Sheng's sword. He then killed two Ma family Qi training ninth-level cultivators and dug out the hearts of their people.

The three human hearts in his hands were still steaming. The toothless old man's cloudy eyes focused and he saw the human hearts in his hands gradually rotted into blood. He opened his mouth and sucked in, and a black air wrapped up the blood and sent it into the toothless old man's mouth.

As the blood entered his stomach, the toothless old man's body suddenly became an inch shorter. The little sebum that was left seemed to have all come out of his pores, and oily sweat dripped down his body. He seemed to have become an inch smaller.

The brass body seemed to be burned by fire and became as hot as iron.

It was at this time that Shan Sheng was surprised to find that not only was the Jade Sword no longer effective, but even the scar that he had previously inflicted on the toothless old man's back had shown signs of scabbing and healing.

"The evil method is great!" Shan Sheng sighed. He had only heard that the toothless old man had a good reputation before. He was known to be fair and just in dealings in front of the young Qigong practitioners.

I haven't heard that he has also mastered this evil technique to a high level.

From what Shan Sheng saw, this was much stronger than the so-called "secret technique" that was everywhere, like the Blood Burning Technique.

"Swish" the white sword light slashed down, Jiang Qing's brows tightened, but he felt that the physical body of the toothless old man was not much worse than that of an ordinary second-level low-grade monster.

The Bailu sword turned over and fell back into Jiang Qing's hand, and the screams of the toothless old man were heard.

When Ma Wenhan saw Jiang Qing take action, he did not feel any joy in his heart.

The old cultivator puffed up his chest and gushed out golden energy, adding more strength to the copper bell, shocking the toothless old man into a trance for a while. When he woke up, Jiang Qing's sword was already close.

The toothless old man was startled and stepped back, knocking away the Qigong practitioner from the Ma family who was bold enough to take advantage of him.

Just as he was about to hide, he felt a chill between his brows and a salty taste in his eyes. Shan Sheng's flying sword behind him hit him again, and the skin and flesh that had just healed suddenly tore apart again. The piercing pain made him howl.

Jiang Qing seized the opportunity, twisted his hands lightly, and the Bailu sword penetrated into the toothless old man's mouth, taking away the skull and turning it over.

The flying sword stood upright in the air again, shaking off all the slipperiness on its body until the sword body was as bright and clear as a mirror.

A slash of white sword energy came from the air, as fast as lightning, evenly splitting the body of the toothless old man, whose head was only half hanging, in half. Steaming fragments of his internal organs scattered all over the sky. This man who had spent years building his foundation was finally killed.

"Your swordsmanship is superb. I am ashamed to say that I am not as good as you." Shan Sheng put away his flying sword, and added a bit of respect to his tone. He raised his finger again and dropped the toothless old man's storage bag to Jiang Qing's side.

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Ma Wenhan's eyes, but it disappeared quickly. He also showed admiration and followed suit in praise.

Kang Dabao saw this change clearly. Ever since Jiang Qing received the "Ten Essays on the Sword Classics of Qingfuzi" from Master Ming, his sword skills had indeed reached a new level.

According to what the Taoist with black shoes said, there is a sign of escaping from the void and entering the reality.

Shan Sheng was also a swordsman, and although his attainments were only average, he could also see how powerful it was. As for Ma Wenhan, the head of the Kang family saw through his thoughts clearly, and he had not taken action before, but he was also thinking about this.

However, although he was not happy in his heart, Kang Dabao still gave a few empty compliments like "senior, an old horse still waiting to be stable" when he spoke.

Ma Wenhan had little interest in this, and only looked at the toothless old man's storage bag with burning eyes. After Kang Dabao and Jiang Qing made a gesture, Jiang Qing slowly took out the items one by one.

The toothless old man was apparently a rare cultivator in Yunjiao Province who was not good at using magical weapons, so there was not a single spiritual weapon in his storage bag.

Several top-grade magic weapons and first-grade miscellaneous items were divided equally among the three of them. The remaining items were considered fine items. The other two recognized that Jiang Qing had made the greatest contribution, so they let him choose first.

There is half a plant of second-grade top-quality Qionglong grass, which is the most eye-catching thing among them. It is one of the most important main ingredients in refining second-grade top-quality longevity pills.

This longevity pill can help a cultivator extend his life by five years. During his lifetime, he can take one pill each in the Qi training stage and the foundation building stage.

Qiulong grass, as its key ingredient, is extremely rare. Even if ordinary people get it, they will not be willing to exchange it for spirit stones.

However, there are few alchemists in the entire Yunjiao Province who can refine this elixir. No wonder the spiritual light of the Qionglong grass collected by the toothless old man has dimmed a little, and he has not yet been able to exchange it for the elixir.

Jiang Qing was knowledgeable and naturally recognized this rare herb.

But when he saw the gesture of the head of Kang family, he put down the grass tacitly, and took away the two bottles of elixirs on the side that could improve the cultivation of the foundation-building cultivators. After Jiang Qing chose the elixir, he found that Shan Sheng's eyes softened instantly. However, the head of the Shan family was not polite, and ignored Ma Wenhan's gaze and took the Qionglong grass directly.

Ma Wenhan could not hide his disappointment. Although the following items were also precious, they were far less satisfying than the Qionglong Grass.

The three of them quickly divided up the storage bag of the Toothless Old Man. Ma Wenhan and Shan Sheng then thought about sharing the information they had previously obtained from Tongue's Mouth.

It was the idea of ​​the toothless old man that the foundation-building old woman incited some wizard soldiers, including the scholars, to rebel, resulting in the head of the Mi family being beheaded in his sleep.

As for the Feng family foundation building, although he has been watching from the sidelines, he has indeed not participated in these things. He is undoubtedly the one with the best reputation among the three.

Even the old woman who was in the foundation-building stage had slightly higher moral principles than the toothless old man. At least she did not stay here to take advantage of the situation. Because of this, she was not blocked by Master Kang and others.

The formation set up by Mijiazhai outside the warehouse was quite impressive. It took the four foundation-building masters a lot of effort to open it.

There were a lot of things piled up inside, but what Master Kang was most interested in was the method used by Mijiazhai to train wizard soldiers.

Kang Dabao could verify it by simply comparing it with the marching notes passed down by Grandmaster Zhang, that the method used by the Mi family should have been derived from the military formation techniques of the mountain barbarians back then.

Although the wizard soldiers of Mijia Village had only learned the basics, these rudimentary wizard soldiers were able to overwhelm the Ma family monks whose formation was in disarray and they could not even raise their heads.

Sect Leader Kang thought that if he could find out the original method of how the mountain barbarians trained their soldiers, even if it was not useful for his own disciples, he could recruit independent practitioners to practice.

Mijiazhai was only a Qi training force after all, and the vision of the Mijia leader was limited, so it was possible that they had castrated too much of the original and lost a lot of its true meaning. Kang Dabao was confident that he could rely on what Zhang Zushi had taught him to better streamline the Shanman military training techniques.

But this matter did not go as Master Kang wanted. Chu Huer and his disciples searched for a long time, but they only found the notes written by Mi Jiada during his military training. It was just a supplement, and no one knew who it belonged to, Ma Wenhan or Shan Sheng.

In desperation, Kang Dabao had to take his disciples and the Ma family monks to divide the items in the warehouse into five parts.

Objectively speaking, the Ma family members present had more experience and gained a lot from this matter.

But after all, more people died, so the head of Kang Da didn't care. After all, there were few disciples of Chongming Sect, and if they were shared and converted into good deeds, everyone could make a lot of money.

At this time, with the concerted efforts of the Ma family monks, the remaining witch soldiers in the village were gradually wiped out. Just as Master Kang said before entering the village, he only saved the life of the scholar who founded the village.

As for the other witch soldiers captured by the Ma family, whether they will be used as medicine men by Ma Wenhan or sold as furnaces is not the responsibility of Kang Dabao, an outsider.

Just by looking at the Ma family monks' eyes that looked like they wanted to eat their flesh alive, Sect Master Kang knew that their fate would not be good. They would probably be sold as miners and rot in the mines, which would be considered a good fate.

After doing all this, the matter is finally settled.

Although Kang Dabao did not achieve the expectation of showing up in person and surrendering without a fight, he at least accomplished his purpose of venting his anger.

Mijiazhai colluded with three foundation-building cultivators, but was still defeated by Chongming Sect and Changyun Ma Family within a few days. When this news spread, it was enough to consolidate Chongming Sect's reputation as a major foundation-building sect.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Changyun Ma family has fallen badly. In the past, they might not even be able to do anything to the cultivators of the Mi Village, not to mention that this time the latter has three Foundation Establishment cultivators to help them.

In this way, in the eyes of outsiders, this battle was naturally the credit of Chong Mingzong's family.

The goal was achieved, and Sect Leader Kang first called Duan Anle to send a letter to his family, telling them that there was no need to ask Deng Baichuan to send troops to help, and then thanked Shan Sheng again for his help.

The latter was of course very happy, he just sent a letter, and by the time he calculated, the one hundred tribesmen that had been mobilized might not have left the house yet.

In the end, the Feiyue Shan family had earned a favor from the leader of the Chongming Sect without spending any blood or sweat, not to mention the rare items such as the Qionglong Grass that Shan Sheng had just acquired. This favor deal was naturally very worthwhile.

After doing all this, Master Kang could not stay for long.

Mijiazhai is a good spiritual place. The Changyun Ma family’s own clan land is used by three or four hundred people to practice Qigong, and it has long been overwhelmed.

The spiritual veins had already shown signs of being downgraded, and even the fertility of the spiritual fields within the clan had been reduced, so no matter what was planted, it was twice as effective. As for the spiritual springs and underground fire, they were also much weaker than before, and the danger of lack of spiritual energy needed to be solved urgently.

Therefore, the Changyun Ma family had long ago thought about taking back the Mijia Village to settle the clansmen. Now that they finally got what they wanted, they were naturally afraid that the powerful enemy Chongming Sect would also want to share a piece of it.

If Kang Dabao and his followers stayed for a few more days, Ma Wenhan would probably have to bite the bullet and kick them out.

Seeing that the head of the Kang family actually took the initiative to propose to leave, Ma Wenhan was surprised, but he still pretended to stay for a few words. However, before he finished speaking, his great-grandson had already brought a plate of Cheng Jing, which had been prepared long ago.
After pondering the eagerness for a moment, Kang Dabao found it funny and did not show any shyness. He sent Duan Anle to take it.

There were a thousand spirit stones on the plate, which was neither too little nor too much. It was like the so-called friendship between the two families, which was useless if eaten and a pity to throw away.

Sect Leader Kang could understand it. There were still few disciples in the Chongming Sect, and the spiritual energy in Xiaohuan Mountain was sufficient. Besides, he hadn't even taken care of the grass in Pingrong County. He didn't have the time or energy to build an enclave in another county, and instead had some conflicts with local tyrants like the Changyun Ma family.

As for the marriage between the two families, Kang Dabao has made up his mind not to marry his disciple to the Ma family.

Ma Wenhan's great-grandson was not a good match and did not perform well in battle. If it weren't for someone taking good care of him, he would have died in the battle. But he still valued him so much.

This was most likely because Ma Wenhan, due to his decent aptitude, had some thoughts in mind, that before his lifespan ran out, he would help his great-grandson to perfect his Qi training with resources, and then try to build a foundation, so that he could continue to establish a family for him.

The head of Kangda was not optimistic about this. After all, once Ma Wenhan died, his line might not be able to take charge of the Changyun Ma family.

It would be really boring if Emperor Chongming's marriage was still to a loser.

The Chongming Sect's group boarded the flying boat for the return trip, and Shan Sheng also came to say goodbye, saying that he had something to do. The head of the Kang family guessed that he was going to Hancheng or Xuanwei, a big city, to find some elixirs for alchemy, so he didn't ask too much and said goodbye.

When Kang Dabao and his disciples traveled through mountains and rivers back to the sect, when they returned to the lobby, they saw a woman with blood in her eyes, lying on the ground, knocking repeatedly at the spirit tablet of Master He.

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