Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 398 Jade Leaf Dan Fire
————Wuwei Tower in Pingrong County, Yunjiaozhou Branch
In the evening, the sun and the moon shine together.

The rich houses nestled in the mountains and beside the water are now much more lively than before.

This is because the youngest son of the owner of this place had his spiritual roots detected by the immortal master of the Lu family in Cai Shishan, and he will go to the immortal mountain to practice soon. From then on, he will be free from illness and disaster, live long and healthy, and become a carefree immortal.

For a mortal, is there any greater joy than this?

The entire house was filled with an atmosphere of joy, except for the old groom in the stable in a remote courtyard, who still looked sleepy and listless.

The servants in the house just thought he was old and confused, so they had no time to pay attention to him. They all crowded into the front yard. At this time, the masters and ladies were the best to talk, and they could earn some tips by getting to the front.

As a result, the courtyard where the old groom lived became even quieter.

Although he was out of tune with the happy atmosphere in the house, he was always busy and never took a break or was lazy.

The old groom was holding a boar-bristle brush in his hand. Although he was only washing a few mules in the stable, his movements were much gentler than when he was communicating with the ladies in the backyard.

There was no sound in the yard except the old groom's washing and the occasional snorting of the mules due to comfort.

But when the sun had set a little lower and the moon had become a little brighter, the old groom's movements suddenly stopped.

The skinny horse, who was enjoying the ride, seemed stunned for a moment, then approached the old groom intimately, and rubbed the corner of the old groom's white clothes, which was unclear whether it was yellow or black, as if acting like a spoiled child.

At this time, the old groom had a warm and anxious smile on his face, but he coaxed the skinny horse in front of him away in a very doting manner, then raised his head slightly and said in a calm voice: "Even if you came here openly, how many people in the entire Pingrong County can detect it? Why do you have to do this?"

"We, the disciples in hemp clothes, are always risking our lives. We have to keep our heads on our belts all the time, so we are used to being careful. You, the deacons in white clothes, are so carefree that it's a bit unreasonable."

Yan Qingwei frowned and spoke with a sarcastic tone. Coming from such a pretty girl, these remarks were considered vulgar, showing how dissatisfied she was at the moment.

Jiang Hongdao just smiled and didn't answer after hearing this. Not only did the old cultivator not argue with Yan Qingwei, he even withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to comfort the thin horse who felt greatly wronged.

Yan Qingwei became even more annoyed when she saw that Jiang Hongdao hadn't spoken for a long time. When she opened her plump little mouth again, there was a hint of ridicule in her tone:
"You don't care about your own flesh and blood, but you are inseparable from the horses and mules in this stable. Old Jiang, you are really a weird person as my mother said."

"What's so strange about this? When it comes to getting along with each other sincerely, how can humans compare to these beasts?" The sarcasm in Jiang Hongdao's words was no less than that in Yan Qingwei's.

Yan Qingwei was even more surprised to see that the old cultivator had no intention of intervening. She couldn't help but ask again on the spot: "Old Jiang, those people outside are your flesh and blood after all, are you really not going to care about them?"

Jiang Hongdao shook his head and said:

"Although I, Old Jiang, have not been able to break through the bottleneck of my cultivation over the years, I have not been idle. I have at least eight offspring like this, if not ten. There is no need to worry about anything.

They are spread across several states, so even if there is a major natural disaster or man-made disaster, I, Old Jiang, will not be extinct. On the contrary, if you follow me, Old Jiang, you may not be able to survive in the next few years.

In addition, the Lu family of Caishishan has been close to Chongming Sect for decades, and Lu Yunniang is even preparing for the foundation-building supplies. Therefore, in Pingrong County, Caishishan is definitely not a dangerous place, so go ahead."

Yan Qingwei just mentioned this matter casually. In fact, how could she have the time to care about the messy affairs of the old cultivator in front of her?
But when Yan Qingwei heard the latter mention the three words "Chongming Sect", her expression suddenly changed to a solemn expression: "Old Jiang, my mother received a letter from a spirit goose some time ago, which said that the Black Shoe Taoist was going to the outer sea. Is this true or false?"

Jiang Hongdao still had that playful look on his face when he heard this, and his attention was focused on washing the skinny horse in the stable again. But he replied calmly: "It's not the first day you entered our Fearless Tower. How many times have you missed the news from your mother, the deputy tower owner?"

After hearing this, Yan Qingwei showed some reluctance on her face, and then said: "Then won't we be able to find out his news and report it to the owner of the building in the future?"

The old monk in white clothes smiled even more after hearing this, and even his tone was still indifferent, saying, "What you said is right, Yan girl. Kang Dabao hid the news of his wild father very well, and you still can't let go of your pride and take off your clothes to use the beauty trap.

Therefore, let alone finding out any news about Taoist Black Shoes in our Yunjiaozhou branch, even I, Old Jiang, haven’t seen Kang Dabao for quite some time.

If a few more days go by, I'm afraid I won't even be able to remember what the facial features on his round face looked like. "What difference does it make to us whether the Black Shoe Taoist leaves or not?"

Although Jiang Hongdao's words were harsh, they were true. Yan Qingwei frowned upon hearing this, but could hardly think of a word to refute him. She gritted her teeth in anger and said angrily:
"That Kang guy took advantage of our Fearless Tower and ran away. He has not provided any valuable information for many years. He even failed to fulfill his duty as a disciple of Ma Yi. He is truly unworthy of being a human being!"

Jiang Hongdao nodded after hearing this, but he still had that smile on his face while speaking:
"Yes, now that he has become the nephew-in-law of the Jindan, he has become even more arrogant. He will no longer take our Wuwei Tower seriously in the future." He saw that Yan Qingwei's face was getting more angry, and before the latter could say anything, he began to comfort her:

"But there is nothing we can do about it. We don't have many true cultivators in the Yunjiao branch. We couldn't do anything to the Black Shoe Taoist before. Now, even if the Black Shoe Taoist goes to the outer sea, we still can't do anything to Kang Dabao.

He is quite powerful now. Even if your mother comes, it will take a lot of effort to deal with it. The owner and deputy owners haven't come to support us for a long time, and they haven't issued any orders. We can't do anything anyway. Just focus on doing the work at hand. Why bother about those difficult things?"

Yan Qingwei was still dissatisfied after hearing what Jiang Hongdao said: "Old Jiang, you are wrong. We in Wuwei Tower have never been taken advantage of by anyone. This Kang Dabao is just sitting there doing nothing and has owed a lot of good deeds. Are we going to let him go so easily?"

"What else?" Jiang Hongdao's eyebrows twitched, but when he saw Yan Qingwei was stunned again, he sighed and said softly:
"Kang Dabao was originally just a casual move made by the building owner and deputy building owners. He didn't cost much resources, so his little merit is not worth paying attention to. Even if he doesn't reveal any information about Kuang Liuting and Black Shoe Taoist in the future, so what? Can't our Wuwei Building afford to lose money?"

The old cultivator had broken down the whole thing into pieces and explained it to Yan Qingwei. If Yan Qingwei still couldn't understand it, then she would be too stupid.

Seeing that the latter stopped talking, Jiang Hongdao changed his tone and brought up the old matter again: "Look, if you are willing to lower yourself and pretend to be nice to that kid Kang for a while, you may still be able to gain something.

After all, what Madam Qi provided to the host was just simple information about Hei Lu's intentions. If you can get into the back house of the head of the Chongming Sect and find a seat, you can at least find out important things like when Hei Lu Taoist will leave.

When the time comes, you can present it to the owner of the building in person. Your mother's position as the deputy owner of the building will be very secure from now on, and you won't have to worry about anyone coveting it anymore."

Yan Qingwei's expression suddenly changed, obviously because Jiang Hongdao mentioned something that concerned her. She racked her brains to find something to say, but couldn't open her mouth for a while, so she could only stammer a few times: "What if..."

"Don't worry. Although the information we have obtained about Kang Dabao is mixed and contradictory, there is one thing about this kid that is definitely correct. He is indeed a womanizer! It is absolutely true! As long as you are willing to save face and plan carefully, and try a few more times, he will take the bait.

By then, even if Black Shoe Taoist is gone, Kuang Liuting should still be reluctant to use him. If you can help your mother find out a few words about Kuang Liuting, it will be very helpful to our Wuwei Tower!"

Jiang Hongdao's tone was very firm, and it seemed that in his entire life, there were few times when he was as decisive as today.

Yan Qingwei panicked, and just as she was about to speak, a long burst of firecrackers rang out from the front yard. Laughter and joy mixed in with the sound of the firecrackers, and also attracted the two people's consciousness.

Today's protagonist is a handsome boy with red lips and white teeth. He wears peach blossoms on his temples and a red belt on his body. He is the center of attention like a groom.

At such a young age, he was almost buried by the people around him with nice words, and his eyes were full of sincere longing for becoming an immortal. That is something that is hard to find for a cultivator who has embarked on the path of cultivation.

Jiang Hongdao's eyes also showed a trace of reluctance. He came to his senses a little later and heard a very troubled female voice behind him:
"Yiyi, in your opinion, how should we design it?"

Yan Qingwei looked blushing, and almost wanted to hide her little head into the gap between the two heavy breasts on her chest.

Jiang Hongdao immediately felt relieved and just thought to himself: "This can be done!"

It has been several days since Yin Shangong tried to extradite Danhuo, and as Master Kang said, his injuries were not serious and he woke up after just one day; but Yin Shangong himself fell into a deep sleep and did not wake up for several days, which made everyone worried.

After Kang Dabao woke up, he did not continue to sit there in silence. He just found an excuse and borrowed a quiet room from the landlord Qin Sufu to go into seclusion. As soon as he looked inside his Dantian, he immediately showed some surprise on his face.

But it turned out that the Jade Leaf Taoist Base was surrounded by a large amount of golden dew, which was nourishing it and making it stronger.

And above the originally empty Jade Leaf Taoist Foundation, there was a faint fire the size of a firefly. Whenever a large amount of spiritual energy passed through it, it would be burned and purified by the silently leaping demonic green fire.

Before the spiritual power flows into the Dantian Dao Foundation, it can be described as a rushing river, but after being tempered by the Dan fire, it becomes a gurgling stream.

In contrast, Sect Leader Kang felt that the spiritual power that he had thought was solid and pure in the past had reached a higher level.

This is certainly not a good thing. At this rate, Kang Dabao would be tempered by this elixir fire and his realm would fall back to the initial stage of foundation building in less than a year or two.

This was certainly difficult for him to accept, but at the same time, Head of Kangda was also greatly surprised.

"According to what Mr. Shan said, he must have failed in his attempt to transfer the Dan Fire. After all, when the Dan Fire was in his body, it was always stored in the acupoints all over his body, not in the Dantian. It can only be used to refine pills and weapons, fight and drive away enemies, but it has no effect on tempering spiritual power like the genuine golden elixir.

He doesn't know that my Jade Leaf Taoist foundation has magical powers. Not only can it absorb all the elixir fire, but it can also absorb the golden elixir origin that he separated from me, and use it to strengthen the Taoist lotus platform.

When Daoji's golden elixir source is completely refined, I will be able to nourish the elixir fire with the lotus platform. This is very different from the situation where Shan Gong is limited by the amount of source and the elixir fire in his hand can only slightly deal with the fake elixir.

If my guess is correct, when I have cultivated to the late stage of foundation building and then sacrificed the elixir fire, ordinary fake elixirs will be unable to resist it.

Not only is the fire of the golden elixir sharp, but also because my spiritual power has been refined to be very pure and comparable to the golden elixir, even though my size is far less than that, I will not be at a disadvantage in front of the fake elixir."

"It's just that," thinking of this, Kang Dabao realized the speed of cultivation a little more, and his excitement calmed down a lot. Then a bitter smile appeared on his face:

"It's just that my cultivation of the four spiritual roots is already difficult, and with this incident, I'm afraid it will take me until the end of my life to form a pill! By then, even if my spiritual power is as pure as that of a senior cultivator, I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass that threshold."

Master Kang sighed, saying that he had never encountered many good things in his life.

Kang Dabao was not in a hurry to leave, and stayed in the quiet room for a few more days before coming out.

As soon as the door was opened, the head of the Kang family learned from Kang Changyi, who had been waiting outside, that the Lord of the Mountain had woken up. The former was about to go over to pay his respects, but was stopped by Qin Sufu, who was also waiting outside the Lord of the Mountain.

"My uncle is talking to the monkey master inside. We told him not to let anyone in. Please wait a little longer."

"Brother Daoist and I are not allowed to go in?" Kang Dabao's face showed a little strange color. Seeing that Qin Sufu also looked confused, he did not ask more questions and only talked to the latter who was concerned about his injuries.

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The furnishings in Yin Shangong's room were very simple, and it didn't look like a cultivator's residence at all. Even the tattered cushion he was used to using was someone he didn't know where he had found it from.

In his own words, he has been stuck in the Qi training stage for over a hundred years without making any progress. No matter what kind of training or meditation he uses, it is just average. It would be better to give the good things to the younger generations as soon as possible, so that they can make progress in the future and protect the people.

At this moment, the old man, covered in fine wool, was leaning on the bed, his cloudy eyes lacked much of the vitality and were filled with fatigue.

The black-shoe Taoist priest, who was so impressive outside, was now standing in front of the couch. He carefully tested the temperature of the soup before serving it to the mountain master. The latter smiled and was not in a hurry to take it. He just asked, "When are you leaving?"

The black-shoe Taoist didn't look surprised, and it was obvious that he had expected that the mountain master would ask about this matter. He held the soup in his hand and replied respectfully, "In two or three years."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the exhausted old man leaning on the couch shaking his head:

"Since you have made up your mind, then leave as soon as possible and don't delay. Even Yuanying Zhenren can't tell when Kuang Liuting will form the elixir, but even an old and useless me knows that if he forms the elixir, the situation of the entire Shannan Dao will change. If you want to leave by then, many variables may arise."

The Taoist priest Heishi chewed on the old man's suggestion for a while, and after a long while he finally said, "The boy will leave in a year."

The latter shook his head again, stretched out his hand to take the soup from the black-shoe Taoist, but before he could bring it to his mouth, he said, "It's still too late. You can leave after I die."

"Shan Gong!"

"No need to say more," the monkey's voice became weaker, but a faint smile appeared on his face:
"You are indeed different from He. You are gifted and talented, but you cannot stand the constraints of high-level cultivators. You only want to pursue the path of Taoism and be free. If you stay in this small Yunjiaozhou, it will delay and bury you."

"The kid is no match for the elder brother"

Shan Gong was still laughing, and said bluntly: "Let's not talk about this, let's go, let's go quickly. Since you don't have any relatives from the sect to burden you, you should go out and try your luck earlier.

To be honest, I never thought that you would take care of He's disciples for so long because of what he entrusted to you before he died. If it were according to what I expected, you would have set off for your future career after building your foundation. "

"I'm sorry, brother." The black-shoe Taoist's face darkened, but Shan Gong smiled and said, "When He was alive, he couldn't even build a foundation-building sect. How can you be so sorry to him?"

Shan Gong's words did not make the Taoist Hei Lu's expression improve. After watching for a while, the former gradually put away the smile on his face.

The old cultivator lowered his voice, sighed again, and finally said, "Although you and He Xiaozi have never told outsiders what happened back then, I think he is willing to play this drama with you for your own good.

You should go out and make your own way. Kang is almost 70 years old, why should he continue to rely on you for support? Everyone has his own path. You should go out and become an elixir, an infant, a clan leader, and a patriarch.

Even if Chongming Sect is gone when you come back, it won’t matter. He Xiaozi and I will still be honored by you.”

The Taoist Black Shoes was about to answer, but when he saw the leaves of the vines around the ears of the monkey had turned from yellow to withered, he became nervous. The monkey was a little confused at first, but after he turned his head to follow the Taoist Black Shoes' gaze, he finally understood the reason.

But after seeing it, he did not show any strangeness like the black-shoe Taoist. Even though the scorched vine leaves were releasing moisture and falling from his shoulders, Yin Shangong just continued to say calmly: "Let's go, it's time."

"Shan Gong, I am a kid."

Yin Shangong interrupted him again. This time, he spoke again with a hint of bitterness in his voice: "Let's go, let's go. After you become an elixir, an infant, and a patriarch, don't forget the people of the world. The high-level cultivators in this world only need to think of them a little and raise their hands a little, and they will be much better off. They will be much better off."

(End of this chapter)