Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 52 Aftermath
"Three hundred and fifty-three, three hundred and fifty-four." At this moment, Lu Zhen didn't feel any pain in his arm at all. He happily poured out the spirit stones from a storage bag with a gold-thread outline and counted them again.

"There are a total of 383 spirit stones alone!" Lu Zhen couldn't help but smile. He wiped the storage bag that originally belonged to the Jiashan thief leader with mud and hung it around his waist.

"Kang Dabao is a man who is particular about what he does." Lu Zhen couldn't help but be unhappy. As the second patriarch of the Lu family, the annual salary he could get was only 20 spirit stones. This meant that he would have nearly 20 years' basic income after this one move.

This, this, this. Not to mention that my arm didn't hurt anymore, even when I looked at my seventh uncle in the next room who was still lying on the ground and not yet completely cold, I didn't feel that my good mood was ruined at all.

This seventh uncle had practiced Taoism for nearly thirty years, but he was so poor that he couldn't even afford a cheap storage bag. There was nothing to be sad about him dying here. Even the three vicious evil cultivators were almost killed, leaving only two of the ghost horse owl's minions alive.

As for why Kang Dabao wanted to keep them, Lu Zhen didn't ask.

Whether it was Yuan Jin's boxing gloves stained with blood, flesh and bones, or Jiang Qing's flying sword still dripping with blood, they all clearly reminded him: the Lu family had no say here.

"The Chongming Sect's current generation is about to rise again." Lu Zhen thought so, and poured out the spirit stones in his storage bag and started counting them again.

It doesn’t really matter whether Lu Zhen has any other thoughts in his mind at this moment. What’s important is to make others think that he has no other thoughts.

Seeing that the two minions had their meridians skillfully destroyed by Kang Dabao, he moved away and hid somewhere randomly, as if he didn't care at all.

Kang Dabao and his four brothers had clear division of labor. Jiang Qing went to look for the kids from the Ye family; Pei Yi suppressed his injuries and prepared elixirs to heal them; as for Yuan Jin, the madness on his face had not completely faded away, and he looked at the two minions who were still breathing with murderous intent. Just as he was about to move, Kang Dabao slapped him in the face.

"Senior Brother!" Yuan Jin roared angrily at this slap in the face for no reason.

"Pa!" Kang Dabao responded with another slap.

"Ah!" Yuan Jin was so angry that his eyes turned bloodshot and he raised his arm to fight back.

"You dare!" Kang Dabao shouted, and then slapped Yuan Jin a few more times. He didn't stop until Yuan Jin held his head in pain and screamed a few times.

"Are you awake?" Kang Dabao pretended to hit him again.

"Wake up, wake up. How could the boss be so cruel?" Yuan Jin had a sad face, and his eyes gradually became clear.

"You need to increase the time for morning and evening scriptures, otherwise something bad will happen to you sooner or later. In my opinion, you still have a lot of spare money now, so you might as well change your practice as soon as possible. Your violent nature is hard to reduce, and your concentration is insufficient. The longer you practice the "White Ape Sutra", the more violent you will become. I'm afraid that one day you will really hit me." Kang Dabao's face was full of worry. Although the slap was heavy, his concern was real.

"Junior brother, I have never had the courage to hit you in my life." Yuan Jin said with a smile.

He knows his own business, so how could he not know the disadvantages of the White Ape Scripture? But in order to practice this powerful technique, he had suffered so much in front of others and behind their backs. Now that he has made some progress, how could he change his practice? It's easier said than done.

Kang Dabao also knew Yuan Jin's thoughts, and seeing that Yuan Jin didn't respond, he didn't mention it again. It was true that he was Yuan Jin's senior brother, but he couldn't influence Yuan Jin's path according to his own wishes. This was a big taboo.

"Have you made up your mind?" Kang Dabao turned to look at the two minions with a cold tone.

"If I take you there, will you spare our lives?"

"Kang doesn't like to deceive people, so I won't keep you alive, but you can die more comfortably."

"Master Kang is a very honest man," a less powerful lackey laughed miserably, and then said, "But I, your godfather, just like to feel uncomfortable. My dear son, let your godfather try your service skills."

"Ouch." Kang Dabao's face turned dark. He rolled up his blood-red sleeves, grabbed the thug's collar, grabbed a wrist-cutting knife and stabbed it into the thug's mouth, stirring it around, and a lot of scraps came out.

Then he threw the minion to the ground and crushed his two wrist bones.

"You don't need a tongue to lead the way, just eyes are enough. You are here for the wealth and lives of my family, so I can't let you stay. To tell you the truth, you just lead the way and I will let you go. If you don't want to accept this kindness, I have plenty of ways to deal with you. When I have worked hard to find the lair of the Ghost Horse Owl, I will naturally send the monks who are guarding the house to accompany you one by one.

It's hard to say what will happen to those mortals. I don't dare to commit as many murders as you beasts. But I was a castrator for a few days, and there is also Miaoyunzhai in Xuanwei City. It's not difficult to let your relatives eat the food of a prostitute for decades. Are you afraid?"

It was unknown whether the henchman whose tongue was crushed was still immersed in the severe pain, and his screams could not be stopped for a while, and Kang Dabao's words could not be heard.

The pale-faced minion on the other side heard every word clearly.

"Master Kang's methods are so cruel and brutal." The minion sighed with a tearful voice.

"We just want to save our bodies and find a quiet place to end our lives. We don't dare to have any other thoughts. We will remember your grace of sparing our lives. We beg the master to show mercy."

Kang Dabao grinned and said, "I don't believe it. Learn to be tough like the guy next to you. Look how heroic he is."

Kang Dabao was most afraid of making enemies since he crossed over. All the monks he knew knew that Kang Dabao was a kind person with few enemies. This was actually because he had racked his brains and used all his tricks to make those who had made deadly enemies with him disappear as much as possible.

Who can tell clearly what's going on in the world of immortal cultivation? How dare you hold a grudge overnight? Aren't you afraid that the other person will suddenly encounter a fortuitous encounter tomorrow and crush you to death with a single finger before ascending to heaven in broad daylight?
Kang Dabao was so obsessed that he was afraid that even if he stepped on a mouse to death, it might be the blood relative of the demon king, and the demon would come to kill him. Now he is a little better, but he can't let the two minions live.

Seeing that there was no way out, the begging henchman also lost his temper and lowered his head to tell everything he knew. Guima Xiao had been causing trouble for nearly ten years and had a great reputation. Even if the most valuable treasures were hidden in Zhao Gu's storage bag, Kang Dabao didn't believe that everything in the nest was worthless.

After all, it is the base of a powerful force of nearly thirty monks. There must be some valuable things in it. Kang Dabao, who has been used to living a hard life, can't bear to give them up.

After listening carefully to the location of the Ghost Horse Owl's lair and instructing Yuan Jin to keep an eye on the two minions, he came to Lu Zhen. Pei Yi had just treated the external injuries of the three boys and girls of the Ye family, and had already prepared medicine for Lu Zhen, but judging from his frown, it was clear that the medicine was not very effective.

"I used Red Heart Vine and Luosui to boil water for a minute and let Daoist Lu take it. I also added half a pill of Huafu Pill and crushed it for external application. It's not very effective. I'll go back to the sect and look up the classics. Maybe there's a way. Otherwise, if you continue to treat with this prescription, it will take at least two years for Daoist Lu to recover."

As soon as Pei Yi finished speaking, Lu Zhen's face was already broken with laughter. Just two years of recuperation in exchange for twenty years of regular salary, this deal was too good to be true, not to mention that the other party didn't even charge for the medicine.

These brothers are very particular about what they do.

"Then Daoist Brother Lu, please take good care of your injuries." Kang Dabao showed some concern for him. After being taught a lesson by Jiang Qing's swordsmanship, the Lu family still followed the teachings. Lu Zhen's performance this time was also remarkable. Although his fighting skills were a little sparse, his breath-retaining spell was quite effective, and he was a little jealous.

At this time, Jiang Qing came with the two heads of the Lu and Xue families.

The head of the Lu family first threw himself on the body of his seventh uncle from the next room who was lying on the ground and howled for half a minute as if no one was around, until even Lu Zhen, who was standing next to him, felt embarrassed and pulled him up.

With red eyes, the head of the Lu family bowed to everyone and apologized, "I lost my composure, fellow Taoists. Please forgive me for making fun of you."

Not many people paid attention to his performance, but as soon as the white-browed head of the Xue family next to him started to speak, the head of the Lu family started wailing and interrupted his speech.

This happened several times, and the words in Mr. Xue's mouth were almost broken and he couldn't say anything. He was so angry that sweat broke out on his forehead.

Kang Dabao smiled without saying a word. He had given all the benefits that the cultivators from the Lu family deserved. Even if the head of the Lu family cried to death here, he would never be able to get another broken spirit from him.

"Speaking of which, Brother Mo's grandmother's grandmother is also a member of my Xue family. According to seniority, I have to call her my cousin. After this disaster, I think it will be difficult for the family to survive. Please take this little gift back, Brother Lu, to support my cousin's family." The head of the Xue family said, and reluctantly took out fifteen spirit stones from his sleeve.

"How can this be done? How can this be done?" The head of the Lu family moved quickly, grabbed the spirit stone with red eyes, and put it into the storage bag.

This action made everyone present silent, and Lu Zhen's face flushed red with shame. Only Kang Dabao nodded beside him, feeling that he had met a kindred spirit, and his face was worth a few spirit stones.

The eyes of the head of the Lu family soon became dry after receiving the spirit stones, and the conversation between the leaders began.

"I am ashamed that I cannot emulate the heroic deeds of the Chongming Sect. Unfortunately, the Xue family is too weak to lead the charge for Sect Leader Kang. I am ashamed."

"The Lu family thinks so too."

"I think our four families have shared joys and sorrows and have been in love for hundreds of years. Today, the Ye family suffered a disaster, and I am heartbroken. Daoist Ye Zhongming and I have known each other for many years, and his magic skills are far superior to mine. I didn't expect that he would die at the hands of the thieves this time. It's really sad."

"The Lu family thinks so too."

"Thanks to the contributions of fellow practitioners of Chongming Sect, the offending bandits will be wiped out in one fell swoop. I am grateful and would also like to make a suggestion. As the saying goes, if you don't kill the snake, you will leave yourself harmed. There must be many evil cultivators in the den of bandits. If one or two ambitious people get involved, the consequences will be disastrous. The Xue family is willing to take responsibility this time and help Master Kang lead the way to the Yellow Dragon."

"The Lu family thinks so too."

Patriarch Xue glared at Patriarch Lu fiercely. Kang Dabao was also stunned. Patriarch Lu's tone and manner sounded very familiar.

Putting aside the joking words in his mind, Kang Dabao knew what the two families were planning. The bones had been eaten and the fat in the bones must have belonged to the Chongming clan. They didn't dare to do what he wanted.

Although the two families' teeth were not very good and they might not be able to chew the remaining lean meat, they could always follow Chong Mingzong to tear off a few pieces of meat to taste it.

Upon hearing that this group of evil cultivators had been defeated, the two family heads immediately set their sights on the thieves' den.

This is not surprising. After all, he is the one in charge of the family. How stupid can he be?

It would be better for them to go together. The reputation of destroying three famous villages would be too great. If Chong Mingzong's family were to bear the responsibility, Kang Dabao was afraid that it would be conspicuous in the eyes of other forces.

With the name of the three companies joining forces, others would not care too much. They have already eaten a lot of fat meat, so they can share a little bit of the oil and water.

"Master Kang, may I ask if the Ye family can be included in this matter?!"

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