Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 333: Once in Twenty Years

They had already passed the Puppet Gallery Bridge. The next Taoist Military Hall appeared and disappeared at times, and there was no fixed time. The five of them were ready and began to explore carefully.

Speaking of Dao soldiers, these first-rate foundation-building cultivators were no strangers. From ancient times to the present, this was the only means by which low-level cultivators could slightly compete with high-level cultivators.

The most famous Taoist soldiers in the David Immortal Dynasty are the 3,000 Canglong Guards that were organized when Taizu of this dynasty started an uprising in Thanglong Prefecture in the capital. With this capital, Taizu was able to resist the two old True Lords of the previous dynasty when he first became a god.

More recently, there was the Huangchi Army of the Imperial Guards brought by Shen Lingfeng. Most of the recruits were good families in Gyeonggi Province. Whenever there was a battle, they were happy to hear about it. Defeating Jindan, beheading generals and seizing flags were all common things.

It is said that the Xiezhi Iron Guard in Tie Liuyun's hand was taught by an old soldier who was injured and retreated from Shen Lingfeng's Huangchi Army. Only then could it have some true meaning.

Even though the Xiezhi Iron Guards were far inferior to the Huangchi Army, Commander Tie could still dominate the world with only this half-finished Taoist army. Not only could he become a distinguished guest of the Nan'an Earl Xinding's wife's family in the Yue Family of Hancheng, he could even compete with Fei Nan'ao, the head of the Sheshan Hall of the Fei Family of Yingzhou.

Without this Taoist army, Tie Liuyun would be nothing more than a Qingye foundation-building cultivator who was lost in the crowd. Not to mention that he could have the status of being trusted by the Lord and favored by the Yue family today, even any foundation-building cultivator from the capital would not look up to him. At best, he would be just a small character who was ordered around.

The power of this army can be seen from this.

In those days, Master Guanyu even trained Taoist soldiers with second-order green crocodiles. There were many green crocodile populations in the Jackdaw Mountains back then, and it was quite prosperous. But today, there are only a few left.

However, according to rumors, among Guanyu Shangxiu's Green Crocodile Taoist soldiers, there is an outstanding one that has grown into a third-level monster, which is rare for the species.

Therefore, for the green crocodile population, losing a large tribe of crocodiles will allow them to cultivate a strong individual who is free from the shackles of blood. It is hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

At this time, Yuan Feng had become the leader among the five people. This was the suggestion made by Chu Yanran.

Chu Yanran's words were quite fair, after all, the young master of the Yuan family had not contributed much to the Puppet Bridge. The Taoist Hei Lu naturally agreed, and Lang Yi was even more pleased to see this, and even Yue Lan, who was wearing the same pants as him, had nothing to say.

Yuan Feng didn't want to offend the public at this time. Even if Yue Lanyin wanted something from him, the alliance between the two was still solid. But if he really forced Lang Yi to join the Black Shoe Taoist and Chu Yanran, it would not be good for him at all.

The old man is quite capable, and he doesn't have much life to spare. If a fight really breaks out, even a man as arrogant as Yuan Feng would find it difficult to defeat him.

But understanding is one thing, and resentment is another.

Yuan Feng held the "slaughter knife" in his hand, his face gloomy and his heart angry: "Yue, you remember this, you have such a bad character and you still want to take a bite of Chu Yanran's delicious meat?

You are nothing but a despicable person who is hated by everyone. You can't even find someone who is willing to support you behind you, and yet you dare to negotiate conditions with me beforehand.

Humph, when I find the fragrant dew of toad and cinnamon, I will also try out the wonderful mixing knot method on Chu Yanran first. How can such a good piece of mutton fall into your dog's mouth?

And this old man Lang and Hei Lu are also stupid and ignorant. When I refine the golden elixir and achieve the state of upper cultivation, I will definitely kill these two.

After I make the elixir, the Yuan family of Jingnan will be able to gain the upper hand in both the Yunjiao State Court and the Liangyi Sect, and establish a thousand-year honor! If we can go one step further.
Now is a time of great uncertainty in Shannan Dao, when the Immortal Dynasty is weak and wolves are everywhere. It is the time for a good man to do something. If I take one step slowly, no one can stop me on my path. "

Yue Lan followed closely behind Yuan Feng, but his attention was completely focused on Chu Yanran, who was the last one to follow.

After so many years, Chu Yanran, who has been haunting my dreams for so many years, is about to be eaten!

I have known Chu Yanran since she was a 15-year-old girl. At that time, I was a direct descendant of the Yue family and an inner disciple of the Liangyi Sect. I was extremely handsome and I didn't know how many girls in Yunjiao Province admired me.

But, but, but! By some strange coincidence, Qi Buxiu got the first place! That lowly person, could he possibly count one good thing?? Can he compare it to one of my hairs?!

What you cannot get and what you have lost are indeed the most concerning things in this world.

It just so happens that Chu Yanran combines both of these in one person. For Yue Lan, how could this be a common regret?

"Qi Duoluo, you have chosen the right path. Qi Buxiu will be crushed to ashes by me, but as for you..." It took Yue Lan a while to suppress the murderous intent surging in his heart.

He didn't know that Qi Buxiu was still in the spiritual weapon of the female cultivator Mi Li, fighting desperately with a second-level giant turtle.

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"Oh my god!" Qi Buxiu cried out in pain. He watched helplessly as yet another second-grade low-grade talisman was shattered by a burst of lightning from the wounded giant turtle. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"If I had known earlier, I would not have listened to Yanran and would not have entered this Guanshan Cave Mansion." Although he said so, Qi Buxiu knew in his heart that being able to be husband and wife with Chu Yanran in this life was a great blessing for him, an old widower.

This time when she visited the mountain cave, Chu Yanran actually came here just for him.

Ordinary people only know that ivy can prolong the life of cultivators in the foundation-building and Qi-training stages, but few people know that the roots of the ivy before being picked have the effect of nourishing the vitality of cultivators in the Qi-training stages.

Qi Buxiu is already ninety-three years old. According to common sense, even if he obtained a top-grade foundation-building pill, the probability of him successfully building a Taoist foundation would be less than 10%.

This was not because Chu Yanran had failed to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill for him before, but because Qi Buxiu had failed after taking the pill thirty years ago, and was able to save his life by relying on the elixir that Chu Yanran had obtained with great effort.

Qi Bushi failed to build his foundation, but not only did he save his life, he also did not suffer any hidden injuries, which was much luckier than Chen Ye's fate. However, it also left sequelae, making it difficult to nourish the Qi in the Dantian and transform the spiritual energy into liquid.

According to the high-level alchemist that Chu Yanran had specially asked for, if Qi Buxiu dared to try to build his foundation under such circumstances, he would be seeking death.

Under such circumstances, Chu Yanran did not give up. She continued to spend a lot of spirit stones and search for various kinds of resources, sparing no effort to cure Qi Buxiu's illness.

It was not until the past one or two years that Qi Buxiu's injuries were mostly healed, but he was already in his eighties.
In order for her lover to establish his foundation as soon as possible, Chu Yanran, the number one female cultivator in Yunjiao Province, really took great pains. Not only had she planned a trip to Shannan Road many years ago, but she also went through some unknown channels to get him a top-grade foundation-building pill that was hard to come by for the sons of wealthy families. With such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?
Qi Buxiu knew that he had met the right person and that he was blessed.

When Qi Buxiu was searching for minerals in the mountains with a basket on his back, he never thought that the seriously injured female cultivator he rescued would be grateful and pledge her love to him, allowing this old widower to live a life he could never have imagined.

Even if Qi Buxiu's experience was written into a picture book, it would also be a best-seller.

As for the matter of heroes saving beauties, a certain sect leader had done several such cases when he traveled around the counties in his early years, but he had never met a female cultivator like Chu Yanran.

In other words, even if Master Kang had been dedicated to helping the poor and needy, rewarding the good and punishing the evil, he might not have met a female cultivator like Chu Yanran when he was 120 years old.

Such a wonderful woman who is affectionate, righteous, talented and beautiful is extremely rare in the world of cultivation. She is probably even rarer than the noble descendants of true dragon blood.

From this point of view, it makes sense that Yue Lan is so angry with Qi Buxiu. If this situation is told to others, how many people in Yunjiaozhou will not be jealous?

There was another crisp sound of "Ka La", and the last second-level Xuanmu Talisman cast by Qi Buxiu was smashed into pieces by the giant turtle's palm. The scattered light of the talisman brushed past the old cultivator's ears, and beads of sweat appeared on his back, soaking his clothes.

"Damn it, I can't win!" Qi Buxiu gritted his teeth, a fierce look in his eyes, and fired the only two Hundred Sword Talismans in his hand at once. The sword shadows scraped the giant turtle's upright carapace, making it creak and its spiritual light flicker.

"Roar!" The giant turtle let out a loud roar, obviously it was furious with the severe pain on its carapace. As a second-level monster, it was certainly not comparable to those stupid creatures.

In normal times, no one dared to provoke the Green Crocodile Clan, which was "powerful and numerous", and was considered a tyrant in the Green Lake. If they saw a fat and tasty water beast, they would bite it and no one dared to disobey.

But today, he was first teleported to this cramped space by a female cultivator named Mi Li of unknown origin, and later suffered a great loss at the hands of the weak and hairless monkey in front of him.

How can I not be angry in this situation?

Da Yuan had seen cultivators use talismans before, but it was rare to see a cultivator as wealthy as Qi Buxiu. In less than half a day, he had used no less than twenty second-level talismans.

He was quite clever. He sandwiched a second-grade top-grade Mountain-Moving Talisman among many inconspicuous first-grade talismans, and with just one strike, he caused the big turtle to suffer a great loss.

Its smooth and thick carapace cracked in just a moment. The giant turtle had not suffered such a severe blow in hundreds of years. If it had not been experienced in fighting, it would have almost been completely defeated by this talisman!

The big turtle may not be able to pronounce the idiom "黔驴技穷", but he knows its meaning.

Seeing that he had taken on the last two sword talismans from the hairless monkey opposite, the latter now had almost no means of counterattack. The big turtle didn't care that the sticky blood running down its back had dyed its limbs red and soaked its four feet. It first spit out a breath of thunder, and then rushed out at full speed!
"You bastard!" Qi Buxiu's face turned grim. By this point in the battle, he had already reached the point of exhaustion, but these decades of gentle pleasures had not completely wiped out the courage he had shown in the fights for his life back then.

At this critical moment of life and death, the old cultivator knew that if he wanted to live, he had no choice but to fight to the death!

"Crack." The last two defensive magic weapons that Qi Buxiu had cast in front of him were shattered one after another by the thunder energy like paper. The scattered fragments of the magic weapons pierced into his slightly shriveled chest, almost cutting his body in half.

"It hurts," Qi Buxiu vomited blood, and it seemed like all 206 bones in his body were broken. His scalp was numb from the powerful impact, and he could only stare blankly at the huge body of the giant turtle getting closer and closer to him!
"Yanran, I'm afraid as your husband..." At this moment, Qi Buxiu's face showed three parts of guilt, three parts of satisfaction, three parts of regret, and one part of inexplicable sadness.

In contrast, the giant turtle that rushed over from the opposite side had a happy expression. It seemed that it had tasted the delicious flesh and blood in its mouth, and it seemed that it was already chewing the tender tendons and bones.
Wait, the giant turtle’s eyes went dark, and when they lit up again, all he saw was the bright sky.

"This means that I have come out of that cramped place?"

The big turtle couldn't tell whether he should be happy or sad. He only saw several corpses of green crocodiles lying beside him. The organs and limbs of these Green Lake overlords were scattered all over the ground, and thick blood was splattered everywhere in the stone chamber before him.

"Brother, you're still alive!" A clear male voice came into my ears.

"Thanks to the blessing of Daozu, I was finally able to explain the matter to Madam Qi." The male voice was much steadier, but it still couldn't hide the sense of relief in it.

"killed!"

"Kala La Bang" the giant turtle only felt his body getting cold, hot, and light, and then he could no longer hear any sound.

The thick carapace that it had always been proud of was completely shattered by a ray of flaming sword light, and the exposed tender flesh was instantly roasted and burned into charcoal.

The head of the Kang sect who was standing nearby curled his lips when he saw this scene, and thought to himself: "Little Sanzi is really stupid when he gets angry. It's not easy for a second-level monster of the genus 'Zang Liu' to come. Even if the carapace is useless, it would be better to leave the flesh and blood for my little Qi to use as food?!"

But now is not the time to talk about this. Kang Dabao first carefully kept track of Master Qi's situation. Some of the best elixirs that the headmaster's wife had carefully prepared beforehand also went into the old cultivator's mouth.

Jiang Qing did not speak for a while. He was seen in such a state of embarrassment by his senior brother, the Chongming Sword Immortal was very embarrassed. He ignored the female cultivator Mi Li who was sitting cross-legged to regulate her breathing and heal her wounds, and dissected the corpse of the green crocodile in front of him alone.

The four green crocodiles that followed him and the female cultivator Mi Li into the stone chamber through the dark spring at the bottom of the lake all lost their lives here after Master Kang joined them.

What made Jiang Qing convinced was that the current head of the Kang sect had surpassed himself, the number one swordsman of the Chongming sect, in terms of fighting skills.

Unconsciously, he seemed to have once again become the towering tree that sheltered his fellow apprentices from the wind and rain. When he was a child, as long as the head apprentice was there, there would be no danger, and little Jiang Qing could rest assured.

Jiang Qing was thinking about this when he heard the head of the Kang family say, "Daoist friend of the Zhang family, are you here to look for my Chongming Sect?"

The female cultivator with the veil stopped practicing Qigong, took off her veil, revealing a charming face that could overwhelm a country. She said softly, "It's been almost twenty years, and I finally get to see you, Sect Leader Kang."

(End of this chapter)