Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 49 The formation is broken
"There has been no movement over there for half an hour. We might have fallen into a trap. We were careless and shouldn't have sent so few people." Zhao Gu looked at the already crumbling Ye family magic formation and said in a deep voice to the Jiashan bandit leader beside him.

"The Fire Knife Village is really a bunch of trash!" The leader of the Jiashan bandits said coldly. Among the people going to the Mortal City Village, three of them are from his family!
Thinking of this, he turned to look at the remaining people from the Fire Knife Village with a cold gleam in his eyes.

"Let's take down the Ye family and leave. It should be the other three families that have joined forces. We have lost manpower and our fighting spirit. We should quit while we are ahead." Zhao Gu's tone did not sound like a negotiation.

The bandit leader of Jiashan wanted to argue again, but when he met Zhao Gu's eyes, he suddenly lost the courage to speak. He had to keep silent and shouted loudly to the people of Huodao Village who had lost their leader to attack harder.

At this time, an old cultivator from the Ye family who was the leader of the formation vomited blood and fell to the ground. With his limited magic power, it was really hard for him to hold on until now.

The other Ye family cultivators had to work harder to maintain the defense of the formation and had no time to care about his life or death.

"Fourth uncle, let's retreat. If we continue like this, our entire clan will die here." A younger cultivator from the Ye family, with a bitter look on his face, pleaded with the thin Taoist who had the highest level of cultivation.

"Maybe one out of ten of us can survive, but our wives, children and the elderly behind this formation will all die." The thin Taoist spoke in a cold tone, which made the mood of the tribesmen present even heavier.

"The evil cultivator has already divided his forces just now. I believe that reinforcements from the three nearby families have arrived. If we hold on, we will win!" The thin Taoist did not forget to boost morale.

"Will people from the other three families really come?" the thin Taoist's cousin asked him quietly.

"Maybe." The thin Taoist didn't answer, but muttered to himself. His cousin's face turned gloomy and he said nothing.

"Zhao Gu has moved!" The young cultivator who asked the question just now exclaimed.

I saw the notorious Ghost Horse Owl Head Zhao Gu riding his mount, a black-blooded colt with black scales and white hooves, slowly walking ten feet in front of the formation.

"Listen, people of the Ye family, open the formation now. Zhao will only take your property and will not harm your family's lives. If you wait for Zhao to open the formation, ghosts and horses will enter and no one will be left alive!"

In response to Zhao Gu's attempt to surrender, the Ye family cultivator shot several golden sword talismans at him from the formation.

The black-blooded colt dodged it easily with a few leaps, and the golden sword fell into the air, only making a few deep pits on the ground.

"You are so stubborn." Zhao Gu raised his hand and a black light came out of the corpse bag on his waist. A corpse full of death appeared in front of the Ye family monks.

Zhao Gu's faction called itself Ghost Horse Owl. Many people knew that the "horse" referred to the rare first-class middle-grade black-blooded colt that he tamed. However, few people knew that the "ghost" represented the first-class top-grade refined corpse.

Back then, he risked his life to steal the remains of a physical training disciple from the cemetery of a sect in another state.

He traveled through several counties before finding a rare corpse-raising site, and it took him another 10 to 20 years and countless efforts to finally complete this corpse. And the latter did not let down his hard work. With this corpse, he successfully ambushed and killed a Qi training seventh-level cultivator from the Purple Mountain Sect.

He is a disciple of a great foundation-building sect, which shows how powerful his corpse refining is. Breaking through the crumbling Ye family magic formation should be just a matter of raising his hand, right?

"Attack!" Zhao Gu gave an order, and the refined corpse crashed into the light curtain formed by the Ye family's formation like a violent beast.

Unlike the weak attack of the previous group of minions, there was a "click" sound, and a crack appeared on the light curtain. Another young female cultivator from the Ye family who was practicing the formation screamed and fainted.

The thin Taoist closed his eyes and sighed. Speaking of the Ye family, there are ten cultivators in the clan, which can be considered prosperous among the nearby forces.

But in fact, it was just good luck. Seven of them were immortal seedlings that had only emerged in the past twenty years and were not very useful. There were only two cultivators above the middle stage of Qi training, himself and his cousin.

This small immortal cultivation family has only existed for less than sixty years, so its foundation is really too shallow.

It was so shallow that there was no extra public funds to replace this mountain protection formation which was only of the first-grade upper grade and had only defensive functions; it was so shallow that within just one day of guarding the formation, the spiritual stones and talismans stored in the clan were almost used up.

The evil cultivators outside probably don’t know yet that even if they break into the formation, the most valuable thing left of the Ye family is only this broken formation. It is not known whether it is enough to make up for the spirit stones and talismans they have consumed.

The fact that we have been able to keep the enemy out of the door until now is the result of my preparations in advance and my strict instructions to the tribesmen to familiarize themselves with the formation.

The old cultivator who had just collapsed after vomiting blood had not yet recovered. He hurriedly stood up and rushed to the empty space left by the female cultivator, sparing no effort to use his spiritual power to maintain the formation.

In just a moment, the old cultivator's face turned abnormally red. The thin Taoist was speechless when he saw it, and he could tell at a glance that he was overdrawing his spiritual power.

That is to say, no matter whether this group of evil cultivators can break into the formation or not, this old cultivator will not survive.

The thin Taoist priest had no time to feel sad, because the loud noise after the formation light curtain exploded brought him back to reality. That was because a tall figure was riding a spirit horse, holding a long spear, and hit the Ye family monk hard, piercing his hope of survival.

The spiritual light scattered, the formation base broke, the Ye family was finished! The thin Taoist seemed to have seen the wailing of the relatives in the formation.

"Master, hurry up and leave!" At this time, the old cultivator shouted loudly and rushed into the group of bandits with a tattered magic weapon in his hand. Then, he was slashed in the chest by a long-bearded evil cultivator using a short spear magic weapon.

The evil cultivator grinned grimly as he picked out the old cultivator's internal organs from his stomach, then easily pierced his head.

The evil cultivators came running over with strange smiles, while the Ye family cultivators, who were short of spiritual power, used various weak magical instruments to fight and retreat.

The thin Taoist priest stood up to protect the Ye family cultivators. He first knocked down an evil cultivator in the early stage of Qi training in front of him with a sword, and then threw out a gourd magic weapon, which spit out a large amount of poisonous sand from mid-air, soaking the three evil cultivators who had no time to disperse, and scalding them to death.

The thin Taoist priest killed the evil cultivators so hard that their arrogance was dampened, but he could not protect his people after all. The evil cultivators entangled them and dealt with them, while others bypassed him and went straight to the rear.

The other tribesmen did not have such ability as him. Before the two leaders Zhao Gu and Jiashan Bandit Leader could make a move, three Ye family monks were killed on the spot in a moment just by a group of minions rushing in.

"Looking for death!" The leader of the Jiashan bandits was furious. He stepped into the formation in a few steps, holding a green-glazed oil-saving lamp in his hand. He changed his magic spells several times, and then he blew hard at the wick with air, and a blue flame rolled up.

The thin Taoist was shocked when he saw it, and dodged sideways, but his hand gesture was a beat too slow, and he didn't have time to retract the gourd magic weapon that was still hanging in the air. It was engulfed by the blue fire for a moment, and its spiritual light was dimmed, and it looked a little gray.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that without a back-up plan, the thin Taoist and the entire Ye family would be doomed to fail.

The six-member "coalition" that came to help from afar had only reached halfway when they saw that the Ye family's magic formation had been conquered by the evil cultivators.

According to Lu Zhen's original plan, with the strength of his own side plus the Ye family members who were desperately relying on the formation to protect their home, they should no longer be afraid of the remaining evil cultivators on the mountain.

Of course, defeating them is impossible, but scaring them off is not a problem. Because thieves are more or less guilty, so we should move quickly and catch those evil cultivators off guard. If we move quickly, it may be effective.

But this idea was opposed by Kang Dabao.

Kang Dabao figured that this group of evil cultivators were indeed here for money, not for their lives, so he couldn't afford to fight a fierce battle.

But first of all, the evil cultivators were not stupid. Since the group that had just come down the mountain had not returned or sent any messages, they probably guessed that they had been annihilated and were probably already prepared.

Secondly, the "coalition" is not at an advantage in strength, as the other side has two notorious bandit leaders. If the two sides are in a stalemate for a long time, they may not win.

Third, if you don't kill the snake, there will be trouble later. Even if you win by chance, it will escape again. This time they brought people to Ye's house, who knows if they will come from home next time? It's really uncertain whether anyone will come to rescue next time.

Fourthly, Kang Dabao has always been cautious in doing things. Since the death of his master, he has no contact with these relatives of the Ye family. It is not worth it for his fellow apprentices to fight for them. Not to mention being injured or disabled, even if they are scratched, it would be unworthy. The corpses of the eleven evil cultivators in the left and right villages are there, and he can have a clear conscience no matter who comes to question him.

After thinking for a moment, Kang Dabao made up his mind: "Please ask Brother Lu to arrange for a clan member to go to our sect to call my junior brother first, and then take those children and Brother Xue to the Lu family for temporary shelter."

Lu Zhen would naturally not refuse Kang Dabao's proposal. He knew how sharp Jiang Qing's swordsmanship was, and of course he was happy to see Jiang Qing coming.

A cultivator from the Lu family who was named was even more delighted. He grabbed two storage bags he had picked up and controlled his magic weapon to quickly rush towards the direction of the Chongming Sect. He got a lot this time.

"Master, the Ye family won't be able to hold out for long." Pei Yi deliberately spoke up to give a reminder.

"No hurry. We just had a hard battle. Let's recover our magic power first. I will protect you all." Kang Dabao waved his hand. The cultivators were silent, with different thoughts in their minds. They sat cross-legged to recover.

Less than half a minute after Kang Dabao finished speaking, Jiang Qingyu's figure appeared in front of Kang Dabao, who was on guard all around. When he saw the former, he went straight towards where everyone was hiding.

Kang Dabao was stunned at first, thinking that the person he sent back to deliver the message might be a foundation-building cultivator. Then he realized it and became furious. This third brother must have acted on his own again!
"Brother, I can't stay in the sect, so I asked the fellow Taoist from the Xue family to take a few children to the Lu family for shelter, and then I came out to look for you. On the way here, I happened to meet someone from the Lu family. He told me that you were here, so I came here." Seeing Kang Dabao's unfriendly eyes, Jiang Qing hurriedly told him the whole story.

"If you hadn't met Fellow Daoist Lu, you would have gone directly to Hengshan to look for those evil cultivators." Kang Dabao's face was still full of anger. Jiang Qing was too listless to answer and could only smile apologetically.

"Let's go and save them first. It depends on their luck." Kang Dabao didn't have time to get angry. If he had known this would happen, he should have gone to save them earlier. If he went only now, he didn't know how many of the Ye family members he could have saved.

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