Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 381 The Return of the Sect Leader
——On the way to Yingzhou
The clouds above the sky were dark and thunder seemed to be about to break out, making Fenan's face look gloomy and terrifying.

Fei Shuhe was watching blankly, but she could only watch. Fei Wanqing held her sister's hand, and it was also difficult for her to speak.

Her little mouth opened slightly in surprise, and she looked at the tall and strong man with a broad face and a heavy chin in front of her with surprise, and a strange light almost appeared in her eyes.

Fenanxi did not say anything, but just stared at Kang Dabao coldly. It was unknown whether it was because the latter's words offended his ancestor or if he just wanted to sit back and watch Fenanxi make a fool of himself.

"Ancestor Ye Xun has personally come to you to summon you and grant you a chance. Kang Dabao, tell me you won't go this time?"

There was still no anger on Fennan's face, but his tone was cold when he spoke, which was a scene that the other four people present had rarely seen. When he spoke like this, the two women were shocked and fell silent. Fennan held her breath and remained silent, waiting for Kang Dabao's answer.

But the latter looked terrified and cowardly:

"I am a foolish and slow-witted boy, but I have been taken care of by Bo Yue and supported by the old ancestor. I have come to Yingzhou to see your true face. I should be grateful and be grateful to you! But,"

At this point, the fear on Master Kang's face faded a little, his back straightened a little, and he looked a little cheerful, and then he said:
"Although the sect is small, it is the blood and sweat of our ancestors, and I must not let it die in my hands. Although there are many disciples, they are all my treasures, and I cannot bear to watch them perish in the hands of bandits! I hope you will be compassionate. There must be something fishy going on. I will go back and save them!"

Fernando did not speak for a long time. Seeing this, Fernando sneered and said, "You are really bold."

"Brother."

After hearing what Fernandez said, Financi stopped smiling, bowed slightly to apologize, and said nothing more, just watching what the latter would do.

The state court Sima's tiger eyes scanned the Fei family's son-in-law who stood up several times before he said in a deep voice:
You have read Zhu Tong's letter just now, so I will not repeat it to you. With your wisdom, you should know that this situation is difficult to break. The Fei family cannot leave at this critical moment, so as not to give people a chance to criticize them and be blamed.

So even if you go back alone, you may not be able to accomplish anything. The black-shoe Taoist is a mean and ungrateful person, and he will not help you this time. So you are in a situation where you can't stand up alone. Not only will you lose your future, but you will also be in danger of going to jail.

Even if you are a little bit better in front of Nan'an Bo, now Wumu Mountain and the Yang family's direct lineage have been destroyed. I know the character of the Kuang family very well. He will definitely not protect you! This is indeed not a wise move. I have said all. If you regret it, I will pretend that I have never said anything.

You don't need to care about your reputation. Yunjiaozhou is a poor and remote place, not even a fraction of Yingzhou, so you don't need to linger on it. Go back home and practice hard. My family will provide you with the resources to practice, and we won't treat you as a son-in-law. As long as you don't slack off, you may be able to try to form a pill within a hundred years.

By then, the Immortal Dynasty may grant you a high-ranking official title. You can abandon the burden and become a free and easy immortal. My Fei family can also help you establish a clan and become the ancestor of a "rich family" in the fertile land of the capital. This future may be bad?"

After Fernando said this, the whole audience fell silent.

Financi finally showed some surprise on his face. Firstly, he had never thought that Financi would promise him such a great future. Many things here were beyond the ability of a young master of the Financi family to decide. It would be a bit presumptuous to speak out at this time.

Secondly, the latter, who had never been considered kind-hearted, was willing to give such a long and earnest speech to persuade her. This really made Fennancy look at the unremarkable son-in-law of the Fenn family with a higher regard.

He looked at Kang Dabao for a while, then turned his attention back to the latter's wife.

Fei Shuhe's eyes were filled with tears, and her plump body was trembling slightly. Fei Wanqing carefully supported her sister, but her eyes were on her brother-in-law, who seemed a little eye-catching when they first met. She was curious about how the latter would react after what she said.

"Lao Boyue has taken so much pains to think about me. But, I am the leader of Chongming Sect, so I must go back!"

"Idiot." Fernando was obviously a little surprised, and it was hard to tell what expression was on his face. Ordinary people could only see a mixture of appreciation, blame, admiration, and disdain. It was felt that no matter how skilled the painter was, it would be difficult to depict it.

Apparently he was not the only one who was surprised.

Fenanxi's expression changed, Fei Wanqing was filled with awe, and Fei Shuhe stopped crying. Thousands of thoughts kept turning in her mind, causing her to blurt out, "Then I'll go back too!"

"elder sister!"

"No!"

"Bastard!"

Fenan shouted sternly, stretched out his hand, and pulled the two women behind him.

Kang Dabao was surprised at first, but then calmed down. He didn't say anything, but bowed to Fei Shuhe as a token of thanks. Fenanxi also saw Fei Shuhe's intelligence, and a flash of admiration flashed across her eyes.

"I've said all the nice things I can to persuade you, but I can't. Just go back." Fei Nan's tone was flat, without any emotion.

After Kang Dabao responded, he simply bowed once more as a sincere thank you. After looking at Fei Shuhe again, his eyes faded and he turned back resolutely without looking back again.

The four members of the Fei family stood there for a while without making much movement. They just watched the tall figure gradually turn into a black dot until it disappeared.

After a while, it was Fenance who spoke first, and this time his tone was a little admiring: "My cousin's son-in-law is indeed a man of great affection and character, which is rare and precious."

Fenan was in a complicated mood. He did not see his daughter blushing, nor did he bother to dwell on the mistakes in Fenanxi's words. He only replied softly, "You will suffer for your own mistakes. I want to save him, but he is stubborn and will not change his ways. It is hard to say what will happen in the future. His Star Shuttle is still fast enough, and he may be able to make it to the end of the battle."

Financi smiled and said, "The elder of Juntianqin clan has also sent a letter. Maybe I can ask him for help. Once he makes a move, even if Kuang Liuting has formed a top-grade golden elixir, he will have to think for a while before he can decide whether to turn against my family."

Fernando shook his head as a sign of agreement.

Before Zhu Tong's letter, Jun Tian Qin's letter had already arrived. The second-in-command of the Fei family in Yingzhou had quite unruly words in the letter, and the tricks of the Yue family were not considered clever in the eyes of this thousand-year-old bird, which made it quite angry.

It said in the letter that if it went, it would kill everyone in the Yue family in Hancheng first. Not to mention the Demon Correction Department and the Succubus Department, it would be hard to leave a single person alive.

By then, all conspiracies and tricks will be defeated by themselves, and everyone will save themselves the trouble of trying to break the deadlock.

It only said that there was no need to worry about Kuang Liuting holding a grudge, because the reason why his Kuang family could still sit on the throne in the imperial capital was because of the protection of the Fei family of Yingzhou and other noble families in the capital. However, Kuang Liuting had not yet formed the elixir, but he was involved with Wumu Mountain in Shanbei Road, which was indeed a taboo.

If we take things too seriously and make a big fuss, even the three royal family members may not be able to suppress it.

After all, the 29 provinces and more than 400 prefectures in the world have been in chaos for so long, and the nearly 100 prefectures in Gyeonggi Province have been quiet for too long. This may have made the Kuang family forget that they are still living in troubled times. Even if they are descendants of Taizu, they should always face the cold light of swords!
What the elder Juntianqin said seemed absurd, but it made sense when one thought about it. However, it was indeed contrary to the purpose of the elder Ye Li who placed a heavy bet on Kuang Liuting, so Fei Nanyang certainly could not agree to it.

After all, the Yue family of Hancheng is just a good family in a border state. It has been in decline for many years since it was passed down from the founder of the Liangyi Sect.

The head of the family is narrow-minded, ignorant and slow-witted, which is really ridiculous.

Yue Jing thought that he had dealt a heavy slap to the people from the capital by annihilating the Chongming Sect this time, but he didn't know that he was already being targeted by the Wumu Mountain in the two river channels. They regarded the Yue family in Hancheng as a springboard to step into the muddy waters of Yunjiao Prefecture, and he would suffer in the future.

It's not that the Fei family is powerless to break the impasse, but they still need to wait and see how things develop before making countermeasures. It won't be too late to deal with these things after Fei Nan'e returns from Yingzhou.

"Let's go. What my Fei family lacks is a son-in-law with a bright future, but not a passionate and affectionate one. It all depends on his luck." Fei Nan'ao shook his head. The remaining three people had different thoughts and did not speak.

Fei Wanqing watched Fei Shuhe crying, but she looked in the direction where there was no one anymore. She only murmured in her heart: "Since she was little, my sister has always been very smart."

————Outside Xuelin Mountain

Ye Zhengwen wielded the Ruyi magic weapon, and faced a short-sleeved warrior with a long spear. After a short fight, he was at a disadvantage.

This Ruyi was not the one he had cultivated during his Qi training, but a medium-grade spiritual weapon that Jiang Qing had carefully selected for him from some dead ghost's storage bag. Although it was of high grade and very useful, it was still inferior to the long spear spiritual weapon cultivated for many years by the man in the short shirt opposite him.

This is not surprising. He is not good at fighting. His cultivation technique is only at the barren level and he has been practicing for a short time. His cultivation is also inferior to that of the opponent. It is reasonable that he is defeated suddenly.

This short-sleeved foundation-building master came from Chengshan Sect, a small sect in Tanggu County with three foundation-building masters in charge.

Although he was only an early-stage cultivator and had only been building his foundation for twenty to thirty years, he was still considered the sect's number one figure. But when he first fought with Ye Zhengwen, he was still a little nervous.

After all, he had just witnessed with his own eyes the death of two foundation-building cultivators from Yinfeng Valley at the hands of Yuan Jin not long ago, and he had also seen Jiang Qing kill two mid-stage cultivators in a row and force Ye Zhen, the famous leader of Shujian Sect, to flee in defeat.

I thought that the foundation of Chongming Sect was like Jiang Qing, with outstanding swordsmanship; and like Yuan Jin, with wild and unruly demons. But after fighting with Ye Zhengwen for a while, I gave up this idea.

"This one-eyed guy has wasted his big body and such a good spiritual weapon, but his skills are weak, just like a naked woman without a bellyband, he is not very powerful. I just need to urge my spiritual weapon..."

The man in the short shirt had only thought halfway when he heard a gust of wind blowing by his ear. He also saw Ye Zhengwen, who was being beaten, with a bright look in his one eye. How could he not know that a villain was coming to help? !
He was indeed a man of decisive character. He urged the long spear hard, causing the Ruyi jade in Ye Zhengwen's hand to fly into pieces. He then pulled out his spear and put several talismans on his body and offered up a top-grade magical inkstone to protect himself.

His decisiveness temporarily saved his life. However, he saw Zhang Qingran using the comet whip, a mid-grade spiritual weapon that Fei Shuhe had specially selected for her. After whipping and killing four or five Qi-cultivating monks, she turned her wrist and pinched several times with her slender fingers.

There were red stars on the comet whip, showing spiritual patterns, and it lashed towards the man in short shirt who was building his foundation. The wind was so strong that even though the latter had been in battle for a long time, he was still hit on the face by the whip wind.

The wound was so severe that the bones were visible, and streams of blood were flowing down, revealing his gums. Although his injury was not life-threatening, it looked very miserable to outsiders.

It was not until he had experienced the strong wind that the magic weapon used by the short shirt to build his foundation took effect.

Don't look at Zhang Qingran lying on the couch, letting Master Kang knead and knead her into a round shape, without any ability to resist.

But there was a murderous aura in this battle formation. Even though the man in short shirt had built his foundation and had been through hundreds of battles, his cultivation was low after all, and his magic weapon was inferior. He would naturally suffer a loss if he was suddenly attacked.

After all, he only relied on experience to fight the enemy, his cultivation skills were average, and the inkstone he used was only a top-grade magical weapon, which was immediately shattered by the comet whip. He was able to save his life only by relying on a few talismans.

He retreated temporarily, and before he retreated, he used his long spear to force back the Comet Whip that had not yet taken advantage of him. He then pulled himself out and disappeared into the formation.

Ye Zhengwen and Zhang Qingran were not discouraged. Who of the people who built their foundation in the border states did not come out of a pile of dead bodies? How could they be easily killed? It was a rare thing for someone like Jiang Qing to be killed with one sword.

The short-shirted foundation-building cultivator entered the formation. Ye and Zhang could not stay there for long. After a short pause, another foundation-building cultivator from the Chengshan Sect came up with a group of about four hundred cultivators in an orderly formation.

Arrows and crossbows exploded nearby, and swords, spears, and halberds were fired continuously, forcing Ye and Zhang to speed up their footwork before they could barely avoid them.

At this time, Yuan Xiyue came up to block it with the golden and silver artifact. Her magic weapon was inherited from Benying Temple and had the marks of several abbots. Although it was evil, it was useful.

She slightly moved the statue of Mingfei and muttered some profound scriptures. The holy and majestic Buddhist sound accompanied by the sound of drums reached the ears of the monks facing each other, causing them to feel a hot feeling in their lower abdomen.

Except for the leader of the formation and the short shirt who were building the foundation, the eyes of the other cultivators were still clear, while the rest of the cultivators had dazed eyes and dry mouths.

It was already difficult to fight after Qingming of Shiting went to three pavilions, not to mention that these monks were all drooling at this time, so how could they have any fighting power?

The leader of the formation knew that it was very powerful. He waved his command flag, and twelve Tibetan monks in the formation, carrying drums as big as their bodies, began to beat the drums.

It's strange to say, although the sound of the drum is loud and deafening, it still can't cover the golden-faced hand drum in Yuan Xiyue's hand. The monks in the formation can no longer maintain their clarity of mind and are still in chaos.

However, the Chongming Sect did not miss the opportunity. As soon as Yuan Xiyue's drum sounded, Yuan Jin heard it keenly. The six-leaf green lotus banner moved, and a group of people in the Chongming formation were separated, led by Duan Anle and rushed forward.

One side's army is demoralized, while the other side is on the rise. Even if the Chongming formation has fewer people, how can the Chengshan Sect stop them at this time?
The second foundation-building master of Chengshan Sect was as good at judging the situation as the others, and he urged the team to retreat after only losing eleven of their members. Another foundation-building master of Chengshan Sect received a signal from Tiexishan and brought people to help.

Seeing this, Tie Xishui abandoned the main formation in front of him and Yuan Jin and handed it over to the only remaining cultivator in the middle stage of the Demon Correction Bureau. He also led a strong force and rushed over.

As the three parties of the Demon-Solving Division gathered together, seventy-two Qi-cultivating monks beat seventy-two life-size war drums. The rumbling of the drums was like the roaring of a great river, with a momentum that reached the sky and was impossible to contain.

Yuan Xiyue's golden skin and silver lips were finally broken, causing a trace of bright red to flow out of her mouth, adding to the color and making her look very beautiful.

As soon as Ah Sheng stopped, the Chengshan Sect's team became much more motivated. With the help of the alchemists in the Tiexi Water Formation, they spread elixir and lit incense. In just a short moment, the Chongming team, which was outnumbered, was surrounded.

In such a situation, Zhang Qingran and Ye Zhengwen had to stop and take the risk to come to the rescue.

However, the three foundation-building practitioners of Chengshan Sect have developed a tacit understanding over the years. Even after being seriously injured, Yuan Xiyue and Ye Zhengwen were difficult to match even when they joined forces and were slightly at a disadvantage.

Tie Xishui was extremely powerful among the early cultivators. Even the Comet Whip in Zhang Qingran's hand could not suppress him and he could only fight him on equal terms.

After fighting for about a quarter of an hour, Yuan Xiyue was found vulnerable by the short-sleeved man with a long spear. Blood lines appeared on her snow-white wrist, and Jinpi Yin'adu almost fell down.

After being hit repeatedly, the female cultivator couldn't help but show some confusion on her face. After a few breaths, the silver in her hand turned into a disc, which hit the Chengshan Sect's formation-building magic weapon, causing it to shatter. After her entire chest collapsed, she dodged and retreated.

Zhang Qingran and Tie Xishui were originally evenly matched, and seeing this situation, their determination to fight was shaken.

Seeing this, Tie Xishui acted as if she was not going to give up and attacked desperately. The female cultivator was so frightened that she immediately gave up the idea of ​​fighting again. She cast a few talismans to cover her retreat, said hello to Ye Zhengwen, and then fled.

In this situation, Ye Zhengwen must not stay. He couldn't even defeat the short-sleeved foundation-building warrior from Chengshan Sect, so how could he fight against four peers? ! The leader of the formation foundation-building suffered a great loss at the hands of Yuan Xiyue, so he wanted to get some interest back from Ye Zhengwen.

However, the Chongming Sect's troops were already deeply trapped in it. He was not like the two women before, who only had a little friendship with the head of Kang. As an elder of Chongming, he had to protect his own team and retreat to the main formation before retreating.

As the saying goes, if one man is willing to give orders, the entire army will avoid him.

The Chongming Sect's troops had been well-trained by Sect Leader Kang, but Duan Anle was blocking the way and had no time to retreat. Although he was extremely brave in the battle, he was targeted by the short-shirt foundation-building warrior.

But the monk raised his eyebrows fiercely, shouted loudly, and swung his spear.

The long spear was sharp and bright. It first broke the two second-level talismans of the former, and then tore the robes. There was no good piece of meat left on the entire chest.

At the critical moment, it was Ye Zhengwen who risked his life to come to the rescue, carrying two or three spiritual artifacts. Although he was at the foundation-building stage, he had become the target of everyone's criticism at this time. None of the three foundation-building masters, including Tie Xishui, would take their eyes off him.

Duan Anle was indeed gone, but Ye Zhengwen was knocked out of his hand by Tie Xishui's big seal, and vomited hot blood. His chest collapsed more severely than that of the leader of the formation, and his flesh and blood were blurred, and his breathing was heavy. It was unknown whether he was still alive.

At this critical moment, the battle situation between Jiang Qing and Gu Honglang has also changed.

Jiang Qing was ultimately defeated because of his inferior cultivation, and the Red Heart and Burning Sun Sword was completely at a disadvantage under Gu Honglang's two top-grade spiritual weapons.

"Ding Dang!" Jiang Qing's flying sword fell to the ground. Gu Honglang's face showed joy, but he heard a thunderous sound in his ears, which made his whole body numb!
"Don't hurt my brother, old thief, come and fight me!"

(End of this chapter)