Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 275 Rong Quan Shows His Power
When Sun Fu saw three late Qi training cultivators including Ge Yangwei rushing towards him, he was horrified and felt bitter in his heart.

He never thought that when he came out today to gather energy and light and earn some good deeds, he would actually run into the villains sent by the Changning Sect.

He never thought that after seeing Ge Yangwei and the other two, he had no intention of making it public. He was just about to hide and return to the sect to report to the elders, but he was first discovered by the thief on the opposite side.

It is not always a good thing to have too high attainments in the secret art of practicing spiritual consciousness. If Sun Fu's spiritual consciousness was weaker, seeing the miserable looks of the three people in front of him, they probably would not have the intention to cause trouble for him.

Fortunately, at this moment of great change, Sun Fu did not completely lose his composure. In his shock, he shouted to Li Bing beside him: "Old Li, run!"

After saying this, he pasted several magical talismans on his body without looking back and fled towards the sect.

Sun Fu is nearly eighty years old, and his cultivation has been stuck at the sixth level of Qi training for nearly twenty years without any progress.

Even with this little bit of Taoism, if it weren't for Master Li of the Chongming Sect's selfless teaching at Shandugang, Sun Fu, a mere casual cultivator, wouldn't have dared to even dream of it.

Without Master Li, it is possible that Sun Fu would have died in some desolate wilderness without even a name, just like many other mountain dwellers who have no future but a today.

Therefore, when Pei Yi asked for the opportunity to become a foreign affairs disciple of Chongming Sect for the sake of these Shandugang cultivators, Sun Fu has always cherished it very much.

In the last battle of Xiaowu Mountain, he risked his life on the battlefield and took off the heads of two disciples from major foundation-building sects.

Of course, he suffered serious injuries as a result.

Thanks to the magical Kuixing Shuttle that Pei Yi obtained from the head of Kangda, otherwise Sun Fu might not have survived the battlefield unscathed.

However, as the old saying goes, misfortune may turn out to be a blessing in disguise.

Despite being seriously injured, Sun Fu got the chance to become Master Li's disciple. From then on, he had a glorious master-disciple relationship and was able to break away from his previous identity as a casual cultivator. He still felt that it was a good deal.

Therefore, in the days that followed, Sun Fu performed all the tasks assigned by the sect conscientiously and responsibly.

Just like the matter of gathering energy and light for the Glazed Treasure Tree, even after Zhou Yixiu issued the task and the good deeds set were quite high, many fellow disciples in the sect felt it was too lonely and were unwilling to come.

Under such circumstances, it was Sun Fu who was the first to step forward and take on this hard work.

However, every inch has its own strengths and every foot has its own weaknesses.

Although Sun Fu's aptitude for cultivation is poor and her stature is small, even a head shorter than that of ordinary women, her talent in cultivating spiritual consciousness is indeed not bad.

According to Senior Brother Chu Huer, who is the most well-known of the old men in Shandugang, after Senior Brother Pei Yi learned that he had this special skill, he wanted to let him serve as a spiritual consciousness transmission instructor under this elder who transmits skills.

As soon as Master Kang returns to the sect, Pei Yi will propose this intention to him.

According to Chu Huer's thinking, there is a great chance that this thing will be accomplished. By then, Sun Fu will also be a member of the Chongming Sect with a position, which can add some glory to Master Li's lineage.

Internally, Sect Leader He's lineage already has two true cultivators who have reached the foundation-building stage, so it would be a shame for them, Sect Leader Li's disciples, to fall behind.

Moreover, Chu Huer also said that if Sun Fu did well in this position, he might also have the right to accept disciples and open meridians.

If this is true, then even though he, an old cultivator living alone, has no bloodline to continue his legacy, he doesn't have to worry about his incense and sacrifices being cut off after his death.

Sun Fu had been thinking about what Chu Huer had said these past few days. His heart was like a cat's claw, and he was distracted from gathering energy and light from time to time. Often, after a day's work, he couldn't even keep up with Li Bing, who was used to slacking off, and gained more.

He had never thought that the teaching position he had been longing for had not yet arrived, but because of his powerful spiritual sense, he had already lured this group of bloody thieves from the Changning Sect!

While Sun Fu was running for his life, he did not forget to take out something from his storage bag. Blood spurted out from the tip of his tongue, and the object quickly floated into the sky.

"Stop his letter!" Ge Yangwei's originally indifferent expression showed a hint of panic.

Ge Yangwei was so angry that he beat his chest and stamped his feet, feeling very regretful: "I was still careless!" He didn't expect that the old cultivator in front had only average cultivation skills, but the talisman issued by Chongming Sect was not bad.

The letter talisman was so fast that Ge Yangwei's skeleton halberd flew out of his hand and he was unable to catch up.

A hunchbacked middle-aged man who followed closely behind took out a small Chiwen arrow, turned it into a beam of black light and threw it out, but it was still a beat too late and failed to catch up with the golden talisman.

"Quick battle, quick decision!" Ge Yangwei shouted fiercely. If they didn't run quickly, Chongming Sect's foundation building would come.

This is good. If they had known this earlier, they would have headed directly to the depths of Jackdaw Mountain. Now that the old cultivator in front of them had reported the location, Jiang Qing and Kang Dabao saved a lot of effort in finding the place.

After hearing Sun Fu's roar, Li Bing didn't know what had happened, but his movements were not slow. The next moment he moved his feet very smoothly.

For him, who came from a casual cultivator background, he had long been accustomed to a life where he would flee in panic at the slightest sign of trouble.

But even though Li Bing's movements were considered quick, they were still much slower than Sun Fu's.

His cultivation level was low, only at the fifth level of Qi training. He had not walked far when he was intercepted by the yellow-robed monk who was the fastest among the three.

The yellow-robed monk was not polite at all. A small hammer the size of an ear pick appeared in his palm. He spun it around and turned it into the size of a drumstick, which he smashed with his hand.

After a loud "bang", the copper shield that Li Bing was holding behind him to protect his life was dented by the yellow-robed monk's rotten silver hammer.

The former's spine was bent by the blow, and the yellow-robed monk who was several feet away could hear the creaking of Li Bing's bones, but saw that the old monk still desperately leaped out, making the yellow-robed monk's second blow of the rotten silver hammer miss.

Before the yellow-robed monk could feel discouraged, Ge Yangwei's skeleton halberd turned around, and the sharp tip of the halberd easily broke the copper shield behind Li Bing with just one strike.

The golden energy attached to the halberd's tip passed through the gap and cut open the blood-stained robes on Li Bing's back, revealing a bloody back.

At this time, the flesh on the outside of Li Bing's spine had been turned over, and his twisted spine was clearly visible. With such serious injuries, even if Ge Yangwei and the other two let him go, he would probably not live long.

Ge Yangwei was not interested in doing this experiment, he changed the finger gestures in his hand, and the hand halberd stuck on Li Bing's back suddenly thrust forward, piercing into his abdomen from behind, and opened a horrifying big hole in his chest, and then the internal organs and flesh came out together.

As a result, Li Bing's already twisted spine was directly turned into powder, and his internal organs were cut into pieces, leaving him completely dead.

The corpse's halberd spun away with blood and flesh, and returned to Ge Yangwei's hand. Li Bing's upper body also suddenly folded down. At this time, there was no way he could hold back the blood in his mouth, and he vomited it out in large mouthfuls like a spring.

Li Bing could hardly even lift his eyelids at this time, but he used the last breath in his chest to roar: "Old Sun, run!"

"Old Sun, run!!"

Sun Fu felt a chill on his back when he heard the roar. His steps seemed to lose strength for a moment and he almost stopped. He and Li Bing had known each other since childhood. If he hadn't taken on this tiring task, the latter wouldn't have come to accompany him.

Sun Fu was so sad that tears welled up in his eyes when his old friend, who had been with him for decades, suddenly died, but he did not dare to stop for a moment.

He couldn't defeat any of these vicious men behind him. If he dared to slow down even a little, he would surely die.

With two "bang" sounds, the skeleton hand halberd and the rotten silver hammer each smashed back the defensive magic weapon offered by Sun Fu.

It is considered a rare thing for him, a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training, to possess two first-grade superior defensive magic weapons, not to mention that he can control these two magic weapons at the same time by relying on his powerful spiritual sense.

Seeing this, Ge Yangwei let out a light exclamation, a flash of surprise passed through his mind, and a black light appeared on the corpse's hand halberd.

"So what if you have a strong spiritual power? Let's see how long you can withstand it."

The hand halberd came out again and collided with the shield with the brightest light. Sun Fu was shocked so much that blood oozed from the corners of his mouth and he almost stumbled and fell down.

The yellow-robed monk was unwilling to fall behind, and took advantage of the gap to knock Sun Fu's other iron plate away with his rotten silver hammer. The remaining force was still there, and it hit Sun Fu's feet, almost smashing half of his body into pieces.

He was so frightened that the mysterious light of his robes faded, and some pieces of dirt splashed up from his feet hit his chest. Sun Fu's face turned purple in pain and he couldn't breathe for several seconds.

At this time, the skeleton hand halberd came from behind again. Sun Fu's eyes were dull and he could hardly move: "I'm going to die anyway."

Unexpectedly, the menacing skeleton hand halberd stopped halfway through its movement, and after a moment, started moving again.

Sun Fu was stunned for a moment. The skeleton halberd that was thrown in front of him was blocked by a silver ring magic weapon, lost its sharpness, and fell back into Ge Yangwei's hands. He suddenly felt his body lighten, and the next moment, he was lifted up again. The broken silver hammer that the yellow-robed monk hit also missed, and mud and gravel flew everywhere.

The latter was not expecting such a sudden change at this time. He looked carefully in surprise and found that the person who came was a young monk who looked like Xu Gong.

Looking up again, he saw Ge Yangwei and the hunchbacked middle-aged man who was in charge of alert were also facing an enemy respectively. Although their cultivation skills could not catch up with those of the others on his side, it was obvious to the naked eye that they were much more difficult to deal with than the old cultivator in front of him.

The yellow-robed monk immediately had a plan in his mind. The three of them had hidden here to escape, not to fight with these Chongming Sect disciples.

He was not the only one who understood this principle. As soon as the hunchbacked middle-aged man started fighting with his enemy, he found that his opponent's skills were not very strong, so he retained some strength in his hands.

His plan to seek a way out has been made very clear.

Seeing this, Ge Yangwei, as the leading disciple, still had some responsibility. He first summoned a black-haired zombie to block Chu Huer's one-legged bronze man, then turned to the hunchbacked middle-aged man and the yellow-robed monk and shouted, "Don't fight, let's go!"

Although Chu Huer was usually reckless, he had tasted the danger at this moment. The three of them were not reinforcements sent by Chongming Sect, but they just happened to be in the mountains, and when they saw Sun Fuxinfu, they gathered around him without any backup.

In such a situation, the man in front of him had a solid foundation and pure cultivation. In addition, the black-haired zombie had a strong murderous aura. The one-legged bronze man not only failed to achieve any success after crashing into it, but the recoil caused his blood to surge.

After fighting for only a few breaths, Chu Huer secretly thought that the man in front of him was no match for him, and was most likely a top disciple of the Changning Sect's corpse refining lineage.

Recalling what Kang Dabao and Yuan Jin had said before about their experience fighting against the foundation-building seeds of the Fengzhou Ge family, he realized that the guy in front of him had not even sacrificed his own spiritual zombie.

This time we definitely can’t fight.

If they were really forced into a corner, not to mention Sun Fu who was already powerless, it would be difficult for him and Kang Rongquan and Niu Kuang to protect themselves. It would be wishful thinking to want to keep all three opponents.

“The sect should have received the news. Senior Brother Jiang is in charge of the sect. I heard that my sister-in-law’s dowry nanny is also here today. They can’t escape, so let them go!” Chu Huer just had this thought and he made a quick decision. He took away the one-legged bronze man in his hand and made room for a large open space.

Niu Kuang hasn't taken Areca tablets for some time. Objectively speaking, as long as he doesn't touch that stuff, he can still be considered a reliable person.

Seeing that Chu Huer had stopped his tricks, Niu Kuang also tacitly let the hunchbacked middle-aged man escape.

Seeing the hunchbacked middle-aged man running away, Ge Yangwei was overjoyed. He was just trying to find a way to survive, but he didn't expect these Chongming disciples to be so tactful. This way of survival came easily to him.

Without thinking, Ge Yangwei collected the black-haired zombie and ran in the direction of the hunchbacked middle-aged man.

Ge Yangwei and the hunchbacked middle-aged man were at the end. After Chu Huer and Niu Kuang withdrew, they quickly ran ahead of the yellow-robed monk who was at the front.

The two of them retreated quickly, but they seemed to have never thought about whether the yellow-robed monk who was now trapped among the Chongming Sect's monks could escape.

The latter's current situation is not good, and he is feeling a little uneasy.

But seeing that the short man and the burly man with ape arms in front had no intention of fighting, the yellow-robed monk felt relieved by this sudden change. He started to move forward and was about to leave when he heard the sound of a magic weapon breaking through the air from behind him.

The yellow-robed monk was still on guard, so he would not let the silver ring magic weapon succeed. The head of the rotten silver hammer glowed with golden light and grew to the size of a melon, hitting the silver ring magic weapon and causing it to buzz.

The noise was quite loud, but Ge Yangwei and the hunchbacked middle-aged man who was traveling with him looked at each other and they both had a tacit understanding and ran away for their lives without looking back.

"You son of a bitch!" The yellow-robed monk cursed inwardly, "I've already told the ancestor that even if we really want to do a life-threatening business here in Chongming Sect, the three families should act on their own. How can the bastards from the Ge family and the Zhenling Sect be trusted?"

Seeing that Ge Yangwei and the others were really frightened like frightened birds, Chu Huer's mind changed.

He first took out a top-grade black silver shield to protect himself and guard against a surprise attack by Ge Yangwei and the other two. He then winked at Niu Kuang, who understood, turned around, and slashed at the yellow-robed monk with his mandarin duck swords wrapped in a strong wind.

The yellow-robed monk's expression did not change. The swordsmanship of this ape-armed man had some skills and there was nothing redundant in his moves, but his cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi training held him back. If this was all he had, he could not do anything to him.

"That guy behind us seems to be valuable. If we capture him, we can probably buy a way back!"

He did what he wanted to do. The yellow-robed monk got ruthless and smashed the rotten silver hammer hard, easily knocking away Niu Kuang's fierce double swords, shocking the latter so much that he messed up his steps and stopped in embarrassment.

Kang Rongquan, who was standing behind the yellow-robed monk at this time, would not let Niu Kuang face the powerful enemy alone. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he came, which was exactly what the yellow-robed monk wanted.

He simply threw away the rotten silver hammer, took out a small banner, waved his hand, and the five layers of light and shadow, one real and four fake, that appeared from Kang Rongquan's silver ring magic weapon were all shaken down.

The trick worked, and what surprised the yellow-robed monk was that this young monk, who should have been inexperienced, did not show any panic on his face. He threw out another sixteen kinds of vine seeds, which took root on the ground.

The thick vines and branches gathered together to form a dense cage that was two meters high, locking the yellow-robed monk tightly inside.

The thorns on the vines were dense and sharp, as good as ordinary magic weapons. The small flag held in the yellow-robed monk's hand swelled in the wind, trying to expand the cage. However, Kang Rongquan saw through his trick and separated a branch of the vine, directly rolling the small flag away from the yellow-robed monk's hand.

The yellow-robed monk had never imagined that this seemingly young monk could have such sharp means. As a result of his overconfidence, he suffered a great loss and cried out in pain in his heart.

The yellow-robed monk was suddenly caught off guard and almost lost his composure.

All the talismans, magic tools, and Taoist magic were used, but none of them could do anything to this vine cage.

Kang Rongquan had a dull expression on his face, and he struggled to suppress the smug look that was about to show in his heart.

These sixteen kinds of vine seeds were rare goods purchased by Duan Anle from various counties while he was doing business, and each one was very close to the second grade.

Kang Rongquan combined the method of inducing labor taught by Master Jia, Zhou Yixiu, with the top-grade spirit-enhancing technique taught by Pei Yi to develop this set of skills. Even Taoist Heilu praised it after seeing it.

Although the principle that established Dharma can be changed is simple, it is something that many practitioners cannot accomplish in their entire lives. It is truly rare that Kang Rongquan knows how to innovate at such a young age.

This not only surprised Chu Huer and others, but even Kang Rongquan himself had never thought that he could so easily leap forward and capture a disciple from a major sect.

The vines grow longer and thicker, and the vines grow tighter and tighter.

The yellow-robed monk's bones were tightly bound by vines, crackling like dry wood caught in a fire. The broken bones had pierced through his outer flesh, causing him to scream in pain. This time, he was completely defeated by Kang Rongquan, a younger generation.
The blood that flowed down painted the pale green vines red, making them look somewhat eerie.

Kang Rongquan did not feel anything strange, but was secretly delighted: "Take this fellow back to see my great uncle, he will definitely praise me a few more times."

Chu Huer was also secretly frightened. The yellow-robed monk's methods were not weak, and they were on par with his own. Although the former committed the taboo of carelessness and deserved to suffer the consequences, it was an indisputable fact that he was caught so easily by the junior Kang Rongquan.

He has been captured, so what about me?
When Chu Huer thought of this, he was not angry but happy.

This kid, who had been busy with farming all day, never expected that his fighting skills had not only not fallen behind, but had even become outstanding among the younger generation.

Considering Kang Rongquan's aptitude of three spiritual roots and his cultivation level that is about to reach the late stage of Qi training, the probability of him building a foundation is more than twice as high as that of Chu Huer.
However, this kid is not only a relative of the sect leader, he is also a direct disciple of Senior Brother Pei. When his uncle Chu Huer saw this, he was very pleased and proud.

"Senior Brother Chu! Senior Brother Chu! Go check on Old Li, Old Li is gone!" Only at this moment did Sun Fu finally have a break to cry loudly. He pointed in the direction of Li Bing's body with a somewhat crazy look, tears streaming down his face.

When Kang Rongquan heard this, the joy in his heart gradually faded.

Chu Huer looked back cautiously, and when he saw Sun Fu's expression, he sighed and said, "I knew it long ago. You and him have always been inseparable, so how could I not know it?"

"Rongquan, let this guy out. I will chop off his head and use it as a sacrifice to Old Li." Niu Kuang felt sad. There were fewer and fewer of them, the old people from Shandugang, in the Chongming Sect now. They didn't know whether it was right or wrong to join the sect.

Niu Kuang put his two swords together to form a wide blade, and was about to take the yellow-robed monk out of the cage and behead him, but Sun Fu stood up and snatched his head away, shouting miserably: "Let me do it! Let me do it!!"

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