Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 3 Dispute
As usual, ancestor worship was held on the Wanshou Festival. Kang Dabao and his three brothers were too lazy to do it, so they decided to just drink and eat in the ancestral hall today, which would be considered as offering sacrifices to the ancestors.

There weren't many people, but there were plenty of dishes. The octagonal table was filled to the brim with all kinds of bowls, plates, and dishes.

But recently Chongmingzong has been short of money and has no money to buy much spiritual food.

A plate of colorful pheasant braised with red pepper was placed in the middle of the table as a display, adding some color to the Chongming banquet.

The pheasant looked large, but after it was plucked of its feathers, there wasn't much meat on it. Kang Dabao decided to share the wings and legs with the four children, and give the breast meat to the Dong sisters.

The three brothers rolled up their sleeves and drank and played finger-guessing games with chicken racks and red peppers, which was quite enjoyable.

After all the juice in the plate and the Changsheng Ruyi rice were eaten, the plate with the pheasant was taken away.

The pheasant bones were not wasted on the table. A cute little white-shelled turtle, only the size of a palm, emerged from Kang Dabao's sleeve and landed on the table.

First, he sucked the broken meat and fascia off the pheasant, then swallowed the bones into his mouth. As his small mouth opened and closed, the hard outer bones were broken into pieces.

The little white-shelled turtle wrapped the bone marrow juice inside with its tongue, showed an anthropomorphic smile of satisfaction on its little face, then spat out the broken bones and slowly crawled to the next bone.

"Brother, this white-armored tortoise is a good eater."

Jiang Qing laughed beside him. The head brother had raised this first-grade low-grade spiritual beast for nearly ten years, and he couldn't help but laugh when he saw it eating.

The three of them chatted and laughed as they watched the white-armored tortoise chewing its bones. They found it interesting and their appetites also worked up.

There is no need to worry about having no food to go with the wine.

Yuan Jin went to the kitchen again, found four or five kinds of meat and vegetables from the mountains, chopped them up randomly, coated them with flour, fried them with animal oil until they were golden brown and crispy, and finally sprinkled them with pepper and salt. Just the smell was very tempting.

Knowing that Kang Dabao loved pork elbows, Yuan Jinzu cooked seven of them that night. He piled them up into a small mountain and served them on the table in a silver bowl.

Kang Dabao picked one up with both hands, held it in his palm and took a big bite. The fatty aroma in his mouth reminded him of the time when his father, who ran a restaurant, did not allow him to eat fatty meat.

With the help of memory, in just a moment, a pile of clean bones was placed in front of Kang Dabao.

The white-armored tortoise also kept up with his pace and ate until its belly was full.

Maybe the baby was full, or maybe he was afraid that the baby would learn the bad eating habits of the master and servant.

In the middle of the banquet, the Dong sisters stood up and apologized, then went into Yuan Jin's room holding a child.

No one was surprised. After the two men left, the three brothers began to drink more naturally. Two disciples held the wine jugs and accompanied them.

"Brother, why did you bring back a castrated donkey today? It looks like it's almost a first-class mid-level one. Spirit beasts in the market are very expensive, so I guess you won't be willing to buy it."

Yuan Jin took the wine jug from Han Yundao and poured wine for Kang Dabao. He gently teased the white-armored tortoise's smooth little head with his fingers and poured a shallow puddle of wine in front of him.

The latter shook his head with joy and began to suck happily.

"Last time, didn't I use the low-grade magical weapon Li Yang Ruler that you secretly collected materials to refine to exchange it for a first-level low-grade beast-controlling talisman from the Cai Shi Wang family?

Tsk, use it on this guy."

Kang Dabao first picked up the wine and took a sip, with a look of some heartache on his face.

"Didn't we say that when we have time, we will go into the mountains together and capture a golden crystal tiger to be our sect's guardian spirit beast?
Although they are both first-grade inferior ones, they should be stronger than this donkey, right? ! "

Yuan Jin was a little surprised. Jiang Qing, who had been silent, also looked over curiously. He had never heard that the head master had a special liking for donkeys.

"The donkey took a Taoist priest to Xiliu Village, which was a deserted village with only a hundred households and six or seven hundred people. There was no big town to govern it, and it couldn't afford to hire a resident Taoist priest.

This old donkey has understood human nature and has also become harmful to people.

They found a Taoist priest and forced him to deceive the villagers by saying that he was the land god of Jackdaw Mountain and that he would eat five pairs of boys and girls every year, otherwise the whole village would die.

If I hadn't run out of dry food and hadn't gone to the village to find food, I would have almost let this beast succeed!
I killed the wild Taoist priest. It would be too cheap for him to eat his meat, so I detained him and made him work the fields and move goods until he died of exhaustion."

Kang Dabao cursed loudly.

The old donkey in the yard was so frightened by what he heard that he knelt down on his front legs and kowtowed repeatedly, breaking a large piece of the bluestone floor, without caring whether people in the house could see it or not.

The three adults didn't take it seriously, but the two young boys, Han Yundao and Duan Anle, couldn't help but stick their heads out to see what was new.

"Every year there are big monsters that harm people in Jackdaw Mountain. We brothers have limited abilities and cannot take care of many of them, so we will take care of the ones we can.

Senior brother, you are in good hands. You can't let this beast get away with it!"

Yuan Jin raised his glass to Kang Dabao, and Jiang Qing nodded in agreement.

After chatting for a while, they talked about current affairs. Yuan Jin had been studying abroad for many years and knew a lot.

He then said, "The world is getting worse and worse. The Shi family was wiped out by a group of fierce bandits who appeared out of nowhere the day before yesterday.

The news spread like wildfire in the city that this was the fourth well-known monk family to be destroyed this year.

I heard that the Niu family in Dingnan invited the heads of more than a dozen families with foundation-building power in Xuanwei City to prepare to form another guard team to protect the safety of the area 50 miles outside Xuanwei City. "

The city he was talking about was not a mortal city like Pingrong County, but Xuanwei City, a city of immortal cultivation built by the Dingnan Niu family, a large immortal cultivation clan nearby.

There are thousands of cultivators and millions of mortals living in the city, making it extremely prosperous. Yuan Jin's weapon-refining master opened an inconspicuous little shop in that city.

Kang Dabao frowned: "I have the impression that there are quite a few cultivators in the Shi family, nearly thirty people, and the head of the Shi family seems to be at the eighth level of Qi training."

This immortal cultivation family is similar in strength to the Chongming Sect before the master passed away, and is much stronger than the current Chongming Sect, but it was also destroyed. If such a fierce bandit targeted the Chongming Sect, then...
"The old patriarch of the Shi family was a servant of a foundation-building elder of the Niu family. When he passed away, the elder also passed away. In front of all the guests in the courtyard, he said that he would definitely take care of the Shi family. In the end..."

Yuan Jin also shook his head and sighed.

"You still have to rely on yourself." Jiang Qing was a taciturn person. After sitting at the table, he had been listening to the two senior brothers speaking, and only interrupted at this point.

"The third brother is right!" Kang Dabao would certainly not call his junior fellow apprentice "Little Sanzi" in front of the younger generation.

“The second brother will be a disciple this year, and will be able to return to the sect in a few years.

Third brother, your three spiritual roots are far superior to the two of us, and you have also practiced the strongest Hong-level top-grade "Three Yang Sutra" passed down by the sect.

I can still survive as a paperhanger for a few decades, and I can do some repairs and chores for you.

When these guys grow up in the next generation, the sect will definitely get better and better."

Kang Dabao thought of the daydream he had today, and couldn't help feeling a sense of heroism in his heart. He slammed the table and drank the wine in the glass.

"Master, the eldest brother of the He family sent a message last month saying that he had a job to do and I can go with him."

Jiang Qing had been thinking about the speech in his mind for a long time at this time. Seeing that his senior brother was in a better mood, he spoke again with a somewhat evasive look in his eyes.

"Hmm." Kang Dabao suddenly frowned and said nothing after hearing this. Yuan Jin looked at his senior brother's expression and didn't dare to speak either. The atmosphere at the table suddenly became much more solemn.

Han Yundao and Duan Anle didn't understand why the atmosphere at the teacher's table suddenly took a turn for the worse, and they became so nervous that they shrank their necks like quails.

But Jiang Qing continued, "Just by going to the Wang Family Military Camp, you can earn forty-eight spirit stones in two months.

It's not very dangerous. The eldest brother of the He family said that he has walked this road several times and he knows many friends who beg for food along the trade route. It won't be dangerous.

Even Lu Zhen from the Lu family went on a trip with the eldest brother of the He family a few days ago, and he is so capable."

"If you are short of spirit stones, I have some here, you can use them first.

The He family boss's caravan has three or four casualties every year, which is inappropriate. "Before Jiang Qing finished speaking, Kang Dabao took a sip of wine and interrupted him, still not letting go.

“The caravan of the eldest brother of the He family is already very safe in Yunjiaozhou, and the price for hiring guards is not low.

We will be back in two months, and this time we will take the main road instead of the ancient paths in Jackdaw Mountain, which is much safer.

The sect has relied on you alone for support over the past decade."

When Jiang Qing said this, even Yuan Jin lowered his head in embarrassment and rubbed the wine glass in his hand. Even the spiritual stones that he used to ask his wife to give birth to a son were paid by Kang Dabao as public funds.

"Wait a little longer." Kang Dabao still shook his head.

"Senior Brother Head!"

"Bang" the jade carved wine glass was smashed to pieces.

Not to mention the two younger generations who were watching the show nearby and were so frightened that their faces turned pale, even Kang Dabao's two younger brothers had kind of forgotten when was the last time their senior brother got so angry.

The white-armored tortoise shrank its head, left the remaining wine in front of it, and slowly retreated into Kang Dabao's sleeve. It was a man who knew how to avoid the limelight.

"You two go wait for me in the courtyard. I have to test my teachers' homework later." Han Yundao and Duan Anle felt as if they had been pardoned after hearing this. They bowed and left in a hurry.

"Do you think it's so easy to earn life-threatening spirit stones?" Kang Dabao sent the two juniors away, stood up, and slammed the table with a dark face.

"I have tried all kinds of ways to make money over the years! Do you think I am willing to be a peddler who trades a few broken spirits like a woman every day?

Have you ever seen a monk who entered the Jackdaw Mountains and was besieged by a group of monsters? Many people who encountered this were ripped open alive and died like pigs and dogs!
Three times! Three times I almost died! The most dangerous time was when the teeth of that first-class purple jackal were only three inches away from my neck (if there was one)!

The strong wind nearly cut off my neck!
Do you know what a caravan that has been robbed by evil cultivators looks like?
The entire caravan, whether mortals or monks, had their tendons and skin stripped, and their blood was used to make elixirs! Their three souls and six spirits were also imprisoned in the soul refining flag to serve as ghosts!
The smallest baby I have ever seen was not even as old as Changsheng and Ruyi. I still remember how he woke up from his sleep in the warm car and chased his mother for milk!

You are a genius! You are so talented that God gave you an extra life, right? !

Why take the main road instead of the old trail? It’s much safer!
The He family's boss only knows how to use these sweet words to deceive young people like you who don't know any better!
Ye Mingbin from the Ye family and Xue Ruyun from the Xue family were deceived by him ten years ago. Have they come back?

The family members couldn’t even wait for the body to come back, and they cried over the cenotaph for several people who died. Did anyone surnamed He care?
Even if I care, I can buy a life with dozens or hundreds of spirit stones, right?
Are we going to have trouble making ends meet? Do we really have to go out and earn this life-threatening money? "

After hearing this, Yuan Jin and Jiang Qing didn't know how to start for a moment.

"We have to eat one bite at a time. I lost most of the things the old man left behind after encountering an evil cultivator once. That's why the three of us have such a hard time."

Kang Dabao was too lazy to pour more wine this time. He just took Jiang Qing's glass and drank it all.

After hearing this, Yuan Jin's face darkened. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Jiang Qing's determined look.

The latter's handsome face was full of confusion, but he finally shook his head firmly and said, "Brother, you can't become a swordsman by just practicing hard."

Kang Dabao's expression eased a little after hearing this. He took a bite of food, but chewed it for a long time before swallowing it.

He looked at the flickering flame on the oil lamp for a long time without saying a word.

Only the white-shelled tortoise was not too affected. When he saw that the three people stopped talking, he felt that the argument had stopped.

He poked his little head out ignorantly, looked at the elbow on the table that had not moved yet, and drooled.

(End of this chapter)