Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 383 Sorrow

————Biha Cave

Blood was oozing from the corners of Yue Jing's mouth. The three-foot-long sword that he had always been proud of was now full of gaps and was stuck diagonally in the mottled yellow earth.

There was fear in his eyes. Before he came here, he had never thought that after joining forces with Peng Xingyu, he would still be suppressed to this extent by the Black-shoe Taoist.

"You actually have a golden elixir in your hand! You are just a minor foundation-building cultivator, but you have mastered the art of refining an external elixir! Where is justice!? Where is justice?!"

Peng Xingyu's face was more surprised than Yue Jing's. After she spoke a few words, the hot blood in her mouth could no longer be suppressed. At this moment, her collar and below were stained red. How could she still show the arrogance that a disciple of a Yuanying sect should have had before?

No wonder she was so surprised.

After all, the difficulty of making external alchemy is one of the biggest rarity, and it is even more difficult to practice after obtaining it. Even for ordinary golden elixir, if one's comprehension is a little poor, it will take decades to get started.

Therefore, those who have mastered this method usually have practiced for many years. When these high-level practitioners are stagnant in their cultivation, they focus on using other methods as auxiliary fighting methods.

Even if there were still real masters alive in Wumu Mountain where Peng Xingyu was born, as far as he knew, there were only a handful of senior cultivators in Wumu Mountain who were qualified to practice this method and master it.

Even if the minor cultivators below the Golden Elixir stage are truly extremely talented and blessed with great fortune, after they have mastered this method, they will not be able to find the Golden Elixir of cultivators or the inner elixir of third-level monsters as a medium.

No one had ever thought that the Black Shoe Taoist could use this method as a trump card. The degree of surprise this brought to ordinary people was only slightly less than that of Kuang Liuting capturing Jie Yi, the Grand Elder of Hongyi Sect, alive with his foundation-building body.

At this time, a pill the size of a finger joint was suspended between the brows of the Black Shoe Taoist. The pill was filled with abundant spiritual energy, almost filling up the second-level spiritual vein of the Biha Cave Mansion, which occupied a large area.

He did not respond after hearing what Peng Xingyu said, but frowned, and the golden light on the pill was split a little and condensed on the sword. The black-shoe Taoist took advantage of the situation and raised his sword to chop down, and it seemed that he wanted to behead Peng Xingyu, who had almost no fighting power, with one sword.

The person's pretty face showed little fear, and when she saw the cold light approaching, her eyes narrowed;
Yue Jing was not fooled at all. He saw that the old cultivator just raised his finger and the flying sword that was deeply embedded in the soil drew a mark a foot wide and deep. After falling off the soil, it leaped into the air and just blocked the Tingquan Sword that the Taoist Heishi was waving in a feint.

When the two flying swords collided heavily, the sound of metal colliding was deafening and lasted for a long time.

It was obvious that the Tingquan in Fellow Daoist Heilu's hand was only a mid-grade spiritual weapon, and it had not been nurtured for many years, but it was still defeated by Yue Jing's Qingfeng.

Not only was there another gap on the top, but the old cultivator also let out a muffled groan, a fishy-sweet taste in his mouth, sweat oozing from his brows, and the fingers that were pinching the sword formula were broken by the powerful force. The flesh on his fingertips suddenly burst open, and a few spots of blood flew out along with nail fragments, and the white bones underneath were almost visible.

"I originally thought that no matter how talented he was in swordsmanship, he had only practiced for a short time, and he was only comparable to me at best. But I underestimated him. Even if he used genuine golden elixir as material and refined this external elixir method, he could only retain 50% of the golden elixir's spiritual power, which is similar to mine.

After some years, he might be worse than me. But I was at a disadvantage in his hands, and it was hard to find a way to break the situation! This kid is indeed a rare genius in Yunjiaozhou, and his future achievements will be limitless!

I have offended him this time, but it was my fault. I didn't expect to meet such a person."

Yue Jing suffered another loss and became quiet for a while. He just stared at Hei Lu and did not make any move. Let's not talk about it for now.

Peng Xingyu, who was standing in another place, saw this scene and turned her white wrist to hide it in her sleeve. A little panic appeared on her charming face, and then she flashed away: "Hei Lu, go and save Chong Ming and others. We will not stop you!"

The Taoist Heishi did not answer, his eyes were indifferent. He had just forced Yue Jing, the top fake Dan, to retreat, and his momentum was at its peak. There was no reason for him to be seduced by the woman's beauty and soft voice and stop the fight.

But the spiritual power of the pill was split into another part, which fell on the Tingquan sword and circulated on the spiritual patterns for a while, and a large amount of spiritual energy gathered on the sword tip. The Taoist made a white tiger seal with his left hand, muttered something, and a mysterious light appeared on his right hand, and he pointed heavily at Peng Xingyu's vital point.

Peng Xingyu's face finally changed. With her eyesight, how could she not know that the black-shoe Taoist's move was a killing move? Although she didn't know why the latter would make such a stupid move, she couldn't help but feel terrified.

The trump card hidden in the sleeve that he thought was extremely powerful was even more ridiculous. If he really used it, I'm afraid no one could stop it.

In addition, several of his previous useful spiritual weapons had been cut down by the flying sword of the Taoist Black Shoes, and even his internal organs had been dislocated by the sword energy. Now all of his eight extraordinary meridians were injured, and the circulation of his qi felt like it was being cut by a knife. How could he have any means to counterattack?
In the end, it was Yue Jing on the other side who managed to hold on despite his injuries, calmed down the turmoil in his stomach, and drew his sword to save him. Even though Peng Xingyu was a complete failure in his path, he was still a descendant of the Golden Core and a disciple of the Nascent Soul. He could not die in front of him, the head of the Yue Family in Hancheng.

"Boy, I thought you were an extraordinary, ancient-style pure sword cultivator, but I didn't expect you to be willing to be lowly and practice this unorthodox method. Do you know that you are tarnishing your identity as a sword cultivator and disrupting the rules of the Immortal Dynasty? Aren't you afraid that the news will spread to the Earl and you will be punished for killing your fellow cultivators?"

At the critical moment, Yue Jing vomited blood and talked more. However, he did not expect that his persuasion and emotional appeal failed to change the mind of Heilu Taoist.

He has never boasted that he is a rare and sincere swordsman or a pure Taoist.

Like Master Kang, Taoist Heilu, who was also taught by Master He "to be down-to-earth and practical", only regarded swordsmanship as a means of cultivation, which was a means of cultivation that was no different from the cultivation of "external elixir".

Since it is a means, there is no distinction between high and low.

Therefore, as long as he can enhance his energy and protect the path, let alone practicing the methods of the heterodox sects, even if it is working as a toilet in a Taoist temple, fermenting manure, collecting manure, and tilling the fields every day, he, the black-shoeed Taoist, can do it all.

Taoist Heilu thought that one of his trump cards had been exposed, and was confident that he could firmly suppress the two fake Dans on the opposite side, so he was not in a hurry to move, lest his means be too sharp and scare away Yue Jing, the top fake Dan, too quickly.

After all, Peng Xingyu was already seriously injured and could no longer flee. He could not escape the fate of being taken to Yunjiao Prefecture by the Black Shoe Taoist and having to explain to Nan'an Earl everything that had happened outside Xuelin Mountain.

But if you want to capture Yue Jing alive, you will need to put in a lot of effort and have some luck to succeed.

But Yue Jing was an experienced man, and after fighting for a while, he seemed to have seen a hint of deliberateness in the black-shoe Taoist's sword skills, which seemed fierce but were actually soft.

He knew that the longer the time dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for his side, and he began to get anxious. He glanced at Peng Xingyu who was slumped on the ground, unable to struggle, with a look of helplessness and regret in his eyes.

"If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have been so arrogant. Only one of the two golden elixir masters of the Yang family can force the entire Hongyi Sect to retreat. I will also bring another golden elixir master here. I am not afraid of what the Black Shoes can do."

Yue Jing thought for a while, but he also knew that he was just making a hindsight move, which would not help the current situation at all, so he began to calm down and think about how to break the situation. However, he did not expect that before he could think for too long, he heard the Qingfeng in his hand collide with the Heishi Taoist Tingquan for hundreds of times, and the two gaps that were originally small and separated by an inch had been cut in half.

As a result, the flying sword that he had carried with him for nearly two hundred years had a large piece missing from its body, and the sword bone and sword spine were almost damaged, making it difficult to repair it as usual.

Then Yue Jing stopped looking at the beauty on the ground and just changed his hand gestures several times, allowing the exposed bones to poke a number of irregular small cuts on the pads of his fingers.

Just as the old cultivator showed a look of pain on his face, the sword wind became even more powerful, catching the Taoist Black Shoes, who was hiding his abilities, off guard and exposing his flaws.

The latter was immediately terrified: "It's going to happen!"

Unexpectedly, Yue Jing did not pursue the victory, but took advantage of this opportunity to jump out of the cave, and left a warning before his death:

"If you stop here, Hei Lu, and do not harm the Yue family's great cause, even if the Chongming Sect suffers some loss temporarily, I, Yue, can still raise my hand and save them after the storm has died down.

But if you insist on going against my Yue family, you will really put them in an irretrievable situation. That’s all I have to say. It’s up to you whether you want to listen or not.

Just don’t treat this Taoist friend Peng in front of you with disrespect. You should know that the last master of Wumu Mountain was from the Peng family. You should know how powerful they are.”

The black-shoe Taoist's face darkened. He would never be deceived by Yue Jing's few words. He just felt regretful that he still failed to keep Yue Jing after all his painstaking calculations.

As for Peng Xingyu who has no strength to struggle?
Taoist Hei Lu took the foreign golden elixir whose light between his eyebrows had dimmed a lot. He could see the fear on the face of this graceful female cultivator, which was difficult to hide. He chewed over Yue Jing's words for a while, and laughed coldly in his heart:

"She is from the same clan as the previous master of Wumu Mountain. If the Peng family really has some honor in Wumu Mountain, how could this woman not have any secret treasures hidden in the bottom of the box? She didn't even show the strength to struggle or fight back? She is most likely a person who has lost power in the sect and was sent out as a pawn to test the situation."

He raised the cracked Tingquan Sword in his hand, walked slowly to Peng Xingyu, and placed the tip of the sword on the front of her delicate neck. He let the sword energy disperse slightly, and cut the tiny hair on her throat in half. The beauty was so frightened that her eyes were full of horror. Then he said softly: "I hope that Brother Peng will accompany me to Xuelin Mountain first, and then go to Nan'an Bo and explain the matter clearly."

————Outside Xuelin Mountain

"Kang Dabao! You still have a bright future ahead of you, don't make the mistake! If you can turn back now, I can ask my uncles and uncles to spare your life! There may be a chance to turn things around in the future."

Tie Xishui, whose limbs were bound by Yuan Jin's magic tools and whose acupoints were sealed, was still chattering. He was not as calm and composed as Kang Dabao had thought.

It only took one crushing defeat to expose his weak character.

In comparison, Tiexishan, who had a lower cultivation level and inferior aptitude, was much quieter. Because his cultivation level was only at the level of Qi training, he still took advantage of it at this time. Duan Anle and other Chongming disciples only sealed his acupoints and ignored the rest.

With his five spiritual roots, he has already improved his cultivation to the ninth level of Qi training in this not-too-long period of practice, and is only one step away from building a foundation.

However, his cultivation foundation is quite solid, and it is obvious that he did not rely too much on external forces to achieve this achievement. I wonder how much hard work he must have put in private.

Earlier, after Sect Leader Kang had urged the camp to seize the flag, even Tie Xishui and other foundation-building practitioners were frightened, but he, a mere Qi-cultivating practitioner, was the only one who was still awake in the formation.

It was all thanks to Tie Xishan's calmness in the face of danger that the various formations of the Demon-Suppressing Division were not leaderless and were defeated one by one. It was also because of this person that the Chongming cultivators had to work so hard and lose so many lives before they could achieve complete success.

But after the defeat of the Demon Correction Division, he was neither angry nor depressed. He just walked slowly to the front of the head of Kang, bowed his head and said: "I didn't expect to see this scene again, Brother Kang."

Kang Dabao also sighed in his heart, thinking that Tie Liuyun's ability to judge people was indeed true. He had never expected that Tie Xishan was indeed a man of his own, and could not be compared with an ordinary person.

When Master Kang went to the Tanggu County Court to plead for the Ming family, he saw the scene of debauchery and revelry in the county and thought that Tiexishan, the ascetic monk, could not withstand the invasion of the gentle land and had been soaked in the tenderness and love, turning him into a bad person.

But he didn't expect that this person was the real one who didn't show his true face, but deliberately made some unbearable appearances, which fooled Kang Dabao, who always prided himself on his ability to judge people.

"Did he know from that time that the Tie family and I would definitely fall out?" After thinking for a while, the head of the Kang family gave up the idea. If that was true, wouldn't Tie Xishan be more calculating than those cunning officials in the state court?

Most likely he was used to being cautious when he was in the Tie family, so he deliberately acted like a spoiled child in front of everyone to cover up his behavior.

Kang Dabao still had a lot of things to do after he finished speaking, so he had no time to exchange pleasantries with the County Lord Tang Gu. He just said straight to the point: "Brother Tiedao, my family has always been respectful to the nobles. Why do you want to harm my entire family for no reason? This is not a righteous act."

Tie Xishan sneered, shook his head, and said softly: "What do you mean by a righteous act or not? Since your family chose the Fei family in the dispute between the natives and the Hakkas, today's incident will not happen today, but will happen tomorrow sooner or later. Brother Kang, you know this truth, so why do you ask these superficial questions and make others laugh?"

Seeing Kang Dabao remained silent, Tie Xishan did not stop talking either, but said softly: "You should know that even if you broke the formation organized by me and my cousin today, the fact that you are the regent of the Ming Dynasty and have killed officials has been exposed, and you have been accused of rebellion, and it is impossible for you to turn the tables.

If you are very resolute, you may go to Liangyi Sect. But listen to what my master said, now that Master Bo is about to form a pill, even if you go there, they may not have the courage to accept you, or they may treat you as a worthless knife, and they will not be willing to sharpen it even if it is blunt or broken, so it will be difficult for the disciples to survive.

Although our Tie family seems to have lost today, we have already secured victory. However, there are two shortcomings: one is that we did not expect Jiang Qing to be so powerful, and the other is that we did not expect that you, the head of the Kang family, are really loyal and righteous, and are willing to abandon your bright future and fall into this vortex of life and death.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't affect the overall situation. Brother Kang, you must know that your Chongming Sect will definitely not survive, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't treat us defeated people so politely. You must be doing this so that my uncle will remember our old friendship and let you go, right?"

Tie Xishan's words were heart-wrenching, but after hearing them, the Great Master Pian Kang could not speak. He just bowed to Tie Xishan and said goodbye. He also told Duan Anle to take good care of him, and then he planned to go find Yuan Jin and others to talk about something.

Unexpectedly, just as he took a step, he saw Han Xundao running towards him with an anxious look on his face. He opened his mouth wide, but his words were as soft as a mosquito's:
"Master, Senior Brother Pei... Senior Brother Pei has passed away... passed away."

Kang Dabao suddenly felt as if his heart was scratched by an iron hammer. He closed his eyes in pain. When he spoke, his voice was full of sadness: "Take me to see it."

(End of this chapter)