Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 641 Chang Xi bravely tests Daozi and shrinks into a black coffin and returns to Chongming

"What do you mean by 'within the jurisdiction of Chongmingzong'? Yunjiao Prefecture is under the jurisdiction of the Southern Mountain Circuit General Administration. Before I commanded the army to move, I sought permission from the Earl of Feng'en. Even if I were to report this to the Duke, there would be no fault on my part. How dare you, a petty person, interfere in my affairs?!"

When Shan Shan answered, his expression turned stern, and his pupils seemed to bulge out.

Back when Zang Chunzhong was constantly following the Blood Sword Sect's actions in the Two Rivers region, many seasoned cultivators suffered great losses at the hands of the old bird Fei Tianqin.

Two or three hundred years later, even though many of these people had perished, their disciples and descendants had grown up, including many of the backbone of the Burial Spring Tomb Sect.

Currently, Sha Xuansong, the current head of Zangchun Tomb, has assessed the situation and pledged allegiance to the Immortal Dynasty. As a Daoist disciple of Zangchun Tomb, he dares not harbor any resentment towards the Kuang family. However, as for the declining Fei family of Yingzhou, Sha Shan has little respect for them.

Not to mention that Kang Changxi, whom we're facing now, isn't even considered a direct descendant of the Fei family. And his elder brother, back in the military, was constantly opposing me!
"You good-for-nothing, you charlatan, you've really messed up today. How dare you come here with your utter nonsense and embarrass yourself in front of me?"

Kang Changxi had no interest in arguing with Shanshan about whether the Wu Ning Marquis's fiefdom of Yunjiao Prefecture should be handled by the Shannan Circuit General Administration.

To be honest, if the Yongli Demon School hadn't suddenly appeared and conjured a black coffin, the Chongming Sect might have lost many lives but still failed to escape.

You should know that Yongli Demon School's escape skills are extraordinary.

Even the Buddhist disciple Ga Da of Benying Temple, who was far superior to Kang Changxi and Shanshan, along with a group of close friends who had attained the Golden Elixir Realm, were still killed by this beast.

However, Kang Changxi showed no gratitude whatsoever. Instead, he brandished his spear and thrust it straight at the black coffin that was locking up Yongli Demon School.

But Shan Shan couldn't just sit idly by and watch this happen. Last time, when he tried to kill the Yongli Demon School, he not only failed to achieve anything but also suffered heavy losses.

This shameful matter had been hanging over the Duke's mansion for a long time, and Sha Shan had always held a grudge against it. This time, he finally managed to find the whereabouts of the Yongli Demon School through the eyes of the Demon Exorcising Division.

They didn't want to reorganize their troops, and after borrowing a magic weapon, they rushed over, but they were still a step behind Chongmingzong and his party.

If it were any other Golden Core cultivator from the Chongming Sect standing before him, Sha Shan might have argued with them rationally. But Kang Changxi had the blood of the Fei family flowing through his veins, so he never expected to hear a single kind word from this Daoist of the Burial Spring Tomb.

Before Kang Changxi could even react, Shan Shan, without a second thought, instantly conjured a pale, inky aura of death from the tips of his five fingers. These strands coiled into a three-inch-long, malevolent blade, its cold light tempered with filth, aimed directly at Kang Changxi's face!

With his other hand, he made a hand seal and urged the Nine Locks Netherworld Coffin in mid-air to tremble. The six chains stretched taut like living snakes, with five of them wrapping around Kang Changxi, while only one chain remained tightly locked around the struggling Yongli Demon School inside the coffin.

"Your Burial Mound of Springs killed quite a few people back then, otherwise, with your meager skills, how dare you shamelessly call yourself a Daoist Master?"

Kang Changxi snorted coldly, pushing his Primordial Body to its limit. Pale golden blood surged through his body like waves, and his crimson spear swept out horizontally. The flames on the spear shaft surged by more than ten feet, and with a crisp "clang", it actually knocked the five chains apart!

The flames, tinged with deathly aura, instantly burned the pale ink-like spiritual light, causing it to sizzle and dissipate into wisps of green smoke in mid-air.

Shan Shan's pupils constricted sharply. "What kind of people are these Kangs? It makes no sense that even that scoundrel Xing Jin's brethren have such abundant blood and energy!"

He gritted his teeth and cursed the Kang family father and son again, then let out a muffled groan and threw out all the demonic blades from his fingertips, while simultaneously activating the Tomb Domain Barrier.

A pale ink-colored spiritual light spread out from the black coffin, covering an area of ​​a hundred feet. The spiritual soil on the ground instantly frosted over, and the cold air, mixed with deathly energy, seemed to solidify, penetrating directly into Kang Changxi's limbs and bones.

"This little barrier is not enough to stop me?" Kang Changxi's golden eyes suddenly lit up, and two golden rays pierced through the barrier, instantly spotting the cracks on the black coffin's chains.

The crack had widened by half a finger under the repeated impact of death energy and flames, and the roar of Yongli inside the coffin became clearer and clearer. Even the demon-suppressing runes on the coffin body began to flicker.

He stomped his foot hard, and golden blood energy burst through the fog like the blazing sun, forcefully creating a gap in the Tomb Domain Barrier. His spear pierced straight into the crack in the chain: "This demon school belongs to the Chongming Sect. You dare to take another hit?!"
Sha Shan was so overwhelmed by the junior in front of him that he broke out in a cold sweat. Feeling ashamed, he immediately changed the spell he was using.

After a few more barely perceptible sounds, a faint hint of green mixed with the pale ink of death surged toward the cracks in the chains. However, it only repaired the damage for a moment before being undone by the demonic power of the Yongli Demon School inside the coffin.

Shanshan instantly realized, "I almost forgot! That guy inside isn't someone to be trifled with either!!"

He knew that if he dragged this out any longer, the chains would break. The escape of the demon school was a minor matter; the real disaster would be the loss of the magical artifact he had borrowed from Duke Kuai En!
He didn't care about the demon's life at that moment. He slammed his right hand on the coffin lid, and with a "whoosh," half a bag of rotten bone sand poured out from the bottom of the coffin: "You beast, if you're not going to behave, then you'd better not live!!"

The black sand turned into black mist as soon as it landed, sticking to the sole of Kang Changxi's boots and wrapping around them. The sand grains crackled and popped when they met the golden blood energy. Although it did not hurt Kang Changxi as expected, it did slow down the latter's steps.

Taking advantage of the moment, Shanshan activated the Zhenjun Talisman by making a hand seal with his left hand. The runes on the coffin suddenly lit up with an earthy yellow spiritual light, and the last remaining chain tightened abruptly. Yongli's roar inside the coffin instantly weakened.

Kang Changxi found it rather strange, after all, the black coffin was borrowed from Shanshan, yet the person wielding it was quite skilled, which was truly rare.

However, he had no time to spare, as Sect Leader Kang had previously made it clear to his juniors that he would capture this Yongli Demon School alive and take him back. Kang Changxi, seeing this, was certainly not going to do that!
Kang Changxi suddenly flung away the flames from the spear tip, burning away the black mist clinging to his legs, and roared, "He deserves to die!!"

The flames on the gun rose up, and when it got within ten feet of Shan Shan, they scorched the latter's armor, causing it to crack and some of the edges of the armor plates to even melt away.

Sha Shan's anger intensified. After all, he was a Daoist disciple of a Nascent Soul sect, and even the high-ranking officials of the government had to greet him with a smile.

Yet, he suffered repeated defeats against the sons of such a small family. If word got out, it would be far more than just "shameful" for Zang Chunzhong!

Therefore, he put aside the last bit of fear in his heart, and after a few loud shouts, his eyes were full of ferocity, showing no sign of holding back at all.

Seeing that the two were truly enraged, the fierce soldiers on both sides, who had been holding back, seemed to gradually ignite their own anger.

Fortunately, the team leaders, Jin Tanglu and Zheng Wanbi, still had some sense. Having long served as the head of their household in Yunjiao Prefecture, they were often reminded by the head of the family to be mindful of their behavior.

Under the suppression of the two, the various families of Chongmingzong managed to avoid conflict with the Gongfu Yajun (a type of military force).

This also gave Jin Tanglu a sense of relief; otherwise, if news of the two sides fighting had reached Fengming Prefecture, regardless of whether Chongming Sect won or lost, they would likely have suffered a bad outcome.

Since she didn't have a strict elder father to supervise her, Zheng Wanbi, who was beside Jin Tanglu, was much more relaxed than the former, and even had the mind to speak up:
"Senior Brother Jin, I didn't expect the Second Young Master's Daoist skills to be so formidable! This Sha Shan has been in Core Formation for nearly a hundred years, and is a Daoist disciple of a Nascent Soul Grandmaster. He was entrusted with important responsibilities by the Duke of Qin, yet even so, he can only fight the Second Young Master to a draw."

"The Second Young Master has been tempered in the military since his training in the Two Rivers region. His heroic spirit was so impressive that even the elders sent by the Han family of Yu Kun to choose a son-in-law back then were full of praise for him."

Only he and his Uncle-Master Rongquan could grasp even a fraction of the profound Daoist techniques passed down from their Grandmaster. Now that they had successfully attained the Golden Core and refined their inner essence in one fell swoop, and had also received several magical treasures personally bestowed upon them by their Grandmaster, their abilities were beyond the reach of ordinary people of the same level!

only,"

Jin Tanglu's praise abruptly stopped, a hint of worry appearing on his face, before he continued:
"But as Junior Sister Zheng said, this Sand Mountain is also from a prominent family, but it's not so easy to deal with. We still need to be careful and vigilant. If anything unexpected happens later, Junior Sister and I must not only quickly restrain people's hearts, but also not be considerate of ourselves!"

"Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother Jin. I will understand."

Surrounded by a sand dune thick with deathly aura, he could not hear the various schemes of the two younger members below him.

He used his power to temporarily activate the black coffin, pressing the Yongli Demon School inside until it was on the verge of death. At this point, he could free up his hands and no longer have to fight on two fronts with Kang Changxi and the Yongli Demon School.

Even though the Burial Spring Tomb was almost ruined by Fei Tianqin and his comrades, the Nascent Soul sect always had insight in selecting its members. The fact that Shan Shan was able to stand out from his fellow disciples and be recognized as a Dao Child at this time must mean he had some skills.

That true master and all those who have cultivated for so many years would not be so foolish as to willingly invest so much in a worthless piece of trash.

Therefore, after Sha Shan cast aside his worries and freed up his hands and feet, Kang Changxi truly experienced how sharp the Daoist techniques of the Burial Spring Tomb were and how dazzling the magical treasures were.

The half-zhang-long black wood staff in Shanshan's hand was covered with cracks of varying depths, and a piece of dark, malevolent jade was embedded at the top. As soon as it appeared, the surrounding death aura surged towards the staff like a tide, and even the air seemed to become heavier.

This Mysterious Coffin Staff was a magical artifact crafted for him by the elders of the Burial Spring Tomb. It was made from the withered coffin of the ancient tomb and refined with evil energy over thousands of years, making it extremely powerful.

"Today I will teach you, you little brat, what the true master's teachings are all about!" Sha Shan shouted, slamming his staff into the ground. A faint, dark light burst forth from the cracks in the Xuan Sha Staff. The original hundred-zhang-long tomb domain barrier suddenly shrank to ten zhang, while the density of death energy increased several times. The white frost on the ground condensed into sharp ice spikes, piercing straight towards Kang Changxi's feet.

This barrier was no longer simply trapping the enemy, but had transformed into a "murderous prison," with every inch of air enveloped in a murderous aura. Even the golden blood and qi around Kang Changxi began to ripple, hissing as if being corroded by strong acid.

Kang Changxi frowned, his golden eyes flashing with light as he barely managed to make out the trajectory of the ice spikes. With a flash of inspiration, he retreated rapidly.

But after taking two steps back, he felt a weight on his back. It turned out that Shanshan had taken advantage of the moment he dodged and suddenly swung his staff.

A concentrated cloud of death energy, carrying the force to cleave gold and shatter jade, slammed into Kang Changxi's robes. The latter's face instantly flushed red, a mouthful of sweetness rising in his throat, and he cursed again:
"You disobedient grandson, you know how to serve me well!"

His curse had barely landed when the sand dune began to move again.

The demonic jade at the tip of the Xuan Sha Staff glowed with an eerie light. Pointing the staff at Kang Changxi, a jet-black beam of demonic energy shot out. Wherever the beam passed, even space itself seemed to be stained black; even Kang Changxi's piercing golden eyes could barely discern its trajectory. Kang Changxi dared not take it head-on, and swiftly dodged to the side. The beam grazed his shoulder, landing in the distance on an open ground, instantly blasting a crater ten feet deep. Thick black frost had formed at the bottom of the crater, and even the soil had been frozen into fragments by the demonic energy.

Even though he dodged the direct attack, the aftershock of the beam of light still grazed his left arm, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound. Dark green malevolent energy seeped into his meridians through the wound, causing him to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

"Just like your hateful brother, you have a foul mouth!!" Sha Shan sneered, raising his Xuan Sha Staff again. He was provoked by Kang Changxi's curses and his arrogant arrogance resurfaced.

He was a precious child, cherished and pampered, and had never experienced being mistreated.

But now that he heard Kang Changxi, this son of a small family, dare to mock him repeatedly, he made up his mind that even if he didn't want to take his life, he would at least teach him a lesson.

Therefore, even though Shan Shan had the upper hand, he still showed no mercy in his attack: "Back then, that feathered beast of yours caused the death of my ancestors at the Burial Mound of Spring. Today, I will make you, a junior, pay for it!"

He clearly had no intention of giving Kang Changxi a chance to breathe. The evil energy on his staff condensed again, this time transforming into countless tiny evil blades that hovered around Kang Changxi, like an impenetrable net that tightly bound him.

Kang Changxi gritted his teeth, pressing his left hand against the wound on his left arm. A large amount of golden blood and energy, generated by the Primordial Body, surged towards the wound, barely suppressing the spread of the evil energy.

He gripped his spear tightly in his right hand. Although the flame at the tip was much shorter than before, it was still sharp, and his eyes remained piercing: "I almost forgot that you have a long-standing grudge against my brother. Today, I'll settle the score with you!"

Instead of getting angry, Shan Shan laughed, his eyes flashing with even more ferocity, and waved his hand, sending the murderous blade stabbing towards Kang Changxi.

Kang Changxi took a deep breath, pushing his Primordial Body to its limit at the Great Completion Realm. He poured all his remaining golden blood energy into his spear, causing the flames at the spear tip to suddenly surge by half a zhang. He charged towards the Fiend Blade, sweeping his spear horizontally and shattering the Fiend Blade in front of him.

But there were too many evil blades. One batch was shattered and another batch came. Soon, several more wounds appeared on his right leg and back. Dark green evil energy condensed at the wounds, which gradually slowed down his movements.

Because the battlefield situation was going too smoothly, Shan Shan not only began to feel complacent, but even began to regain his senses and consider whether he should show mercy.

After all, the Fei family of Yingzhou still has a lot of superior cultivation materials stored here, and the other party's father, who is known for being vengeful and bullying women, also has a bad reputation.

If the True Person of Burial Spring Tomb is too busy to come in person, Shanshan really can't think of any elder in his own sect who could compare.

Just as the soldiers and clan troops under Chongmingzong were feeling alarmed, Kang Changxi actually abandoned the long spear magic weapon in his hand and flicked his sleeve.

Then a loud buzzing sound arose all around. At first, only a few black dots appeared in Kang Changxi's sleeve, but in just a few breaths, they had already gathered into a cloud of insects in this sky.

"This is a lion-insect?!"

Shan Shan was slightly surprised. These lion-like insects seemed to have some special abilities, all of them covered in silver armor and appearing quite extraordinary. If an ordinary Golden Core cultivator were to encounter these hundreds of thousands of lion-like insects, they would probably perish.

However, in Yu Shanshan's eyes, it was just a desperate move by Kang Changxi when he was facing a hopeless situation!
"ridiculous!"

But then, a dense aura of death seeped from his palm, imbued with the withering curse of the Burial Spring Tomb, creating a large gap in the thick cloud of insects, enough for him to raise his staff and attack!

But as soon as he took a step, Kang Changxi on the other end not only wasn't afraid, but instead smirked and laughed:
"A Grand Dao Child? Is that all there is to him?!"

As soon as Kang Changxi finished speaking, Shan Shan heard the sound of wind breaking beside him. At first, he didn't pay any attention, but when the three Soul-Splitting Sword Qi rushed towards him in the form of the Three Powers, he was shocked and his hair stood on end.

"Could it be Jiang San from Chongming?!"

His knowledge was certainly not lacking. He could tell that these three Soul-Splitting Sword Qi were comparable to the full power of a mid-stage Golden Core sword cultivator. In his memory, only Jiang Qing in the vicinity could reach this level, and he immediately panicked!
Sand Mountain reacted a beat too slow; before he could even control his defensive magic weapon, the sword energy was already rushing towards him, intent on taking his life.

Now he could only barely cope with the attack using his Xuan Sha Staff, and it was precisely because of his arrogance that he made a mistake. The three sword energies that he could have easily dealt with ended up damaging his magic weapon and causing blood to trickle from his mouth!

Looking around again, apart from the mischievous Kang Changxi huddled in the insect cloud, where were the other Golden Elixir cultivators?!

"You're asking for it!!"

Sha Shan was instantly enraged, and the black light of the Xuan Sha Staff in his hand shone brightly. Even though Kang Changxi was protected by the insect cloud and his spiritual shield was a superior item given to him by True Man Hu Quan, he still vomited several mouthfuls of blood, his spiritual light dimmed, and he gradually showed signs of defeat.

Just as the soldiers on both sides were about to make their move, sword flashes appeared again around the sand dunes, enraging him so much that he roared, "How dare you bully me again and again!!"

Having barely managed to deflect the sword light with his magic weapon, and with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth again, Shan Shan looked up to see Kang Changxi with a joyful expression, exclaiming, "Third Uncle!!"

Shan Shan remained unconvinced, muttering, "You little brat, you dare to bully me?"

Before Zang Chunzhong Daozi could finish speaking, his fierce eyes were filled with the sword light that was approaching him, and the remaining words were immediately stuck in his throat and could not be uttered.

He had barely finished dealing with the sword flashes beside him when a green shadow was already upon him, and a sneer drifted into his ears:
"What a distinguished Daoist disciple from a great lineage!!"

"Chong Ming Jiang San?!!"

"boom"

As Shan Shan's body landed with his exclamation, a cloud of dust rose up. Those below saw that two or three high-quality defensive magic treasures beside him had their spiritual light scattered by a flying sword, rendering them unusable.

At this critical moment, how could the soldiers who came with Shanshan not make a move!

Two advanced cultivators, their faces grim, headed towards Jiang Qing, but were intercepted midway by an elderly Golden Core cultivator dressed in shabby clothes. One of the two in front, clearly well-connected, recognized the newcomer and exclaimed in surprise, "Wu Feng, what are you doing here?!"

Wu Fengshangxiu looked slightly embarrassed. After bowing, he hadn't spoken yet when he heard someone speaking again from the clouds:
"Senior Wufeng is a newly appointed guest elder of my Chongming Sect, why can't he come here?!"

"Kang Kang Da Bao?!" Sha Shan's lips trembled. This guy was, after all, a nobleman of the Immortal Dynasty and one of the most prominent figures in the area. How could he have come over at the slightest sign of trouble?!
"Truly born into a lowly family, utterly lacking in dignity!!"

Sha Shan cursed inwardly, but the fierce look in his eyes gradually melted away. He stood up, his arrogance gone, and bowed respectfully: "This humble official greets Marquis Wu Ning!"

“Deputy Commander Sha is a rare guest. It’s a rare occasion for him to come to my Chongmingzong area. Why didn’t you say something in advance so we could have gone to Yangmingshan to have a cup of new tea?”

Master Kang was as amiable as ever, truly a hospitable person.

"You're too kind, Lord Marquis."

Before Shan Shan could finish speaking, Kang Dabao pointed and gestured. The black coffin that had locked up Yongli Demon School and his followers gradually shrank to a length of only an inch. The magical artifact, which should have been unfamiliar, became perfectly obedient in the palm of Master Kang.

This unannounced action enraged Shanshan and two other senior monks in the Ya Army, who joined forces to stop them.

"presumptuous!!"

The halberd of the Great Master Kang flashed, and the three of them had little chance to react before being forced back down, their faces ashen.

"This fellow, it's been so long, he looks a bit like that old bird!" Sand Mountain sighed inwardly, still unwilling to lose face, and said resentfully:
"Lord Wuning, this Black Nether Coffin was personally bestowed by the Earl of Feng'en! The demon inside is also a wanted criminal on the Duke's list! Your humble servant advises you to think twice before acting, lest you regret it later."

Kang Dabao glanced at the sand dunes, then put the black coffin in his bag. At this moment, even the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

When he spoke again, his tone became even colder: "Thank you for your earnest advice, Commander Sha. I am fully aware of the pros and cons involved."

You may recount today's events, word for word, to the Earl of Feng'en and the other gentlemen of the Duke's mansion. I want to see if any of you would like to come to Yangmingshan to have a drink with me.”

Upon hearing this, Shan Shan's chest heaved for a long time, but he dared not say another word.

He gripped the Xuan Sha Staff tightly, his knuckles turning white, but eventually he loosened his grip. Leading two wounded soldiers, he bowed and took his leave without even raising his head.

Kang Dabao watched them leave before turning to look at Kang Changxi, who was staggering towards him. His brows furrowed slightly, but he did not reprimand him.

"Don't be so reckless next time. How could you possibly be a match for this Great Daoist Child? If I hadn't given you the Taiyi Bronze Mirror long ago, would you have been able to wait for your third uncle to come to your aid this time?!"

Kang Changxi chuckled awkwardly for a while, but Kang Dabao didn't know if he had taken it to heart. Since this wasn't the place to talk, he decided to teach him a lesson later when they returned to the sect.

"I'm going to talk to Ga Da first. You all clean this place up and go back to the sect to stay put."

(End of this chapter)