Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 1: Live Another Life

Dayun Immortal Cultivation World.

In Dongyang Prefecture, dark clouds covered the sky and the autumn wind was howling.

Beside the weedy path, yellow-brown shrubs grew in clusters, slightly stained with cold dew.

Rough long logs were tied together with a few hemp ropes to build a rough camp.

The campfire in the camp crackled, bringing a wave of heat and dispelling the damp chill of the night.

Faintly, one could hear the occasional groans and sobs of young men.

The monks in the camp were pale and frightened. They were bandaging each other and applying medicine to their wounds.

“Hiss~ It hurts.

On the way to Xuanyang Mountain, there was actually a monster ambushing and killing people! "

"Hey, Zhao Heng, you're still lucky. Brother Su was swallowed by the wolf demon, and Brother Ming was taken away.

Even Fang Yi, who is a master of martial arts, is now unconscious."

"Good? Good on you legs!
Xie Lao Er, if that wolf demon’s claws had been just an inch off, I would have lost my sexual happiness in this life.”

"Don't call me Xie Lao Er! Call me by my full name, Xie Ji!"

"Got it, Xie Lao Er, you're just like an old woman, quick, give me some of your numbing ointment.
Hiss, it hurts so much!"

"Cough, cough, cough."

A heavy cough cut through the night.

A young man in a black robe with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes was leaning against a carriage, breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling like a bellows.

The flames danced, illuminating the handsome young man's pale face without a trace of blood.

"Well"

Fang Yi opened his heavy eyelids and slowly woke up from his confusion.

"Hiss~" A sharp pain like a knife cutting continuously came from the chest.

I subconsciously reached out and touched it, and felt a wet mark.

A pungent smell of blood rushed into my nose.

"What's wrong with me? I'm not... I'm..."

As his thoughts surged, the memories of his past two lives poured into Fang Yi's mind like a torrent.

"hiss"

Fang Yi let out a muffled groan.

The blue veins on his forehead popped up one by one, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept sliding down from his temples.

The images in my mind kept changing.

The steel jungle, the social beasts of burden, the late night dissection.
The scene changes, practicing Qi and collecting herbs, killing people to steal treasures, and a gloomy ancient tomb...

Many scenes were constantly intertwining and changing in his mind, impacting his soul.

"I am Fang Yi?
No! I am the Corpse Godson of the Nether Spring Sect?

No. No. No.
I am a Qi-cultivating cultivator from Dongyang Prefecture, and I am on my way to Xuanyang Mountain to seek a master and immortality."

"It's the Three Lives Stone!"

"Buzz!"

In Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, there was an ancient black and white divine stone, which looked like the sun appearing, emitting mysterious light.

The black and white mysterious light flows, constantly soothing and nourishing the soul, suppressing and sorting out chaotic memories.

"I am Fang Yi, a traveler from Blue Star, the son of the Corpse God, and a cultivator from Dongyang Prefecture who has just entered the immortal path!"

Time passed slowly, the orange campfire in the camp burned, and the damp wood crackled.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Yi sorted out his messy memories. His expression changed several times, and the scene of surviving a disaster emerged.

"Huh~
The path to immortality is difficult. Including the life on Blue Star, this is my third life..."

He exhaled heavily, his eyes deep, like an ancient cold pond with no bottom in sight.

I never thought that I would awaken the memories of my past two lives in such a critical situation.

Thinking of being attacked by the wolf demon in broad daylight and feeling the shallow and sparse magic power, Fang Yi frowned slightly.

'Although the evil beast has not yet attacked, time is running out.
I am too weak now. A random first-level monster can easily take my life.

"Brother Fang, you finally woke up!"

A clear female voice came from my ear.

Fang Yi looked up.

He saw a pretty girl of about fifteen or sixteen, with her black hair tied up with a thorny hairpin, wearing a simple white long brocade dress, looking at him nervously.

"Yang Cai'er is my best friend in this life."

Fang Yi had an experienced eye, and with just a glance, he knew about 80% to 90% of Yang Caier's background.

"Skin is fair and tender, limbs are slender, without calluses, and he has never practiced ordinary martial arts.
The wolf monster is dangerous, and a person with Qi training level 1 can be a help.

"Brother Fang, what are you doing?" A hint of doubt appeared in Yang Caier's eyes.

Half a year ago, Fang Yi and the other two were discovered by a casual Qi-cultivating cultivator, and both of them had good aptitude for cultivation.

I am ready to be their guide on the path to immortality.

But a month ago, that wandering cultivator was hunted down by his enemies and disappeared.

The two of them teamed up and headed to Xuanyang Mountain to take the entrance exam in order to attain the Qingming Immortal Path.

"Brother Fang, this is for you." Yang Caier handed over a brown wooden bowl filled with hot broth, her tone full of concern.

"Thank you, Miss Yang."

Fang Yi took the broth and smelled the tempting meat aroma in the soup.

"Gulu."

His throat moved and he began to chew and swallow in big mouthfuls.

The crisis is approaching, and the demonic wolves from the daytime may attack again at any time, so every bit of physical strength is very important.

The more combat power you recover, the greater your chance of survival.

Fang Yi sorted out the magic skills he had learned in his previous life, thinking about how to deal with the enemy and how to break the deadlock.

'I need to recover my physical strength quickly so I can deal with the wolf demon.

[Blood burning method]?
Now that my essence and blood are depleted, I cannot force this method to work, as it will damage my foundation and vitality!

[Soul Extraction Technique]? It won’t work without a low-level ghost!

Plague method. Hmm.'

Fang Yi glanced at the young monks in the camp and shook his head slightly.

The plague method requires a Yin corpse, a fresh corpse full of blood and energy, to tan the Yin corpse's poison.

It also takes years to kill it now.

That's too late
'found it!

I was so happy with my grandma's [Swallowing Gold and Eating Iron Method]!

This method is a first-level magic secret technique, also known as the Little Pure Yang Method.

It is extremely good at recovering physical injuries and replenishing Yang Qi. It has a very low entry level and is often used by Qigong practitioners who hang out in brothels and other places.

Fang Yi likes reading and is well-read. She has read all the ancient books in the sect and often has discussions with her fellow sisters.

For example, the [He Huan Cai Zhan Method] is used to prolong the pleasure of sex, the [Jin Kui Bu Qi Method] is used to replenish the kidney qi, and the [Swallowing Gold and Eating Iron Method] is used to replenish the physical body.
He collects a lot.

Fang Yi's magic power gathered in his stomach and intestines, driving changes in qi and blood.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The stomach and intestines made strange peristaltic sounds, quickly squeezing out the nutrients in the broth.

Under Yang Caier's surprised eyes, Fang Yi drank several bowls of hot broth.

Fine beads of sweat appeared all over his body, and the pain in the wound on his chest eased and began to heal quickly.

After recovering some strength, Fang Yi secretly glanced at the dozen or so figures sitting or lying around the campfire.

After hundreds of years of practicing the magic path, he already knew that the practice was cruel and the path to immortality was bumpy.

'The wolf demon was ferocious, and we were only lucky enough to repel it during the day.

If you want to protect yourself, these good baits cannot be wasted easily
However, we still need some help to ensure that nothing goes wrong.' He lowered his voice and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Please, Miss Yang, call Dacheng over. I have something important to discuss with you."

Although Yang Cai'er was born a herbalist, she is quite knowledgeable and capable.

Seeing Fang Yi's serious expression, she nodded in agreement, and then, under the pretext of delivering the broth, she walked towards Fan Dacheng.

Yang Caier's soft voice sounded.

"Dacheng, it's time to drink soup."

"cough!"

Fang Yi's magic power flowed through his eight extraordinary meridians, secretly forcing out the waste blood.

He tapped his slender fingertips lightly.

Shaochi point, Yutan point, Zigong point
Quick! Blood Essence Beast Lure Method

Cyan mana combined with waste blood.

"puff!"

Thin, black threads of blood spurted out with a faint fragrance, silently and entwined with the monks who were sitting or lying by the campfire.

"It would be fine if the wolf demon doesn't come, but if it does, these baits are enough to attract the demon beast's attention."

In his first life, Fang Yi was a medical graduate student on Blue Star, and he was extremely frustrated by his graduation card.

I was working on publishing an article for my mentor's son who was in the sixth grade. I stayed up all night to work on it, and then I felt a tightness in my chest and passed out.

Open your eyes again.

He came to this vast and magical world of cultivating immortals, started his second life, and became a magic consumable in the Mingquan Sect.

Fang Yi still clearly remembers his feelings at that time - confusion, fear, and finally deep excitement.
Live forever!
The Qin Emperor, Han Wudi, Tang Taizong, Song Taizu, and countless great men in ancient and modern times have gone crazy for this.

Such an opportunity is right in front of me, what a great chance it is.

"It's a pity that I missed one step and failed to condense the Nascent Soul."

Fang Yi felt mixed emotions.

Looking at the Three Lives Stone deep in the soul, there is a shadow with white hair and a withered body on the stone.

He was the 'Corpse God Son', a Jindan Zhenren in his previous life.

Hundreds of years of practice.

A minor Qi practitioner, a master who has built a foundation, and a true person who has achieved the golden core.

Every difficulty comes to an end, every step is bumpy but one must keep going.

He walked alone, step by step, up the stairs, and through refining the corpse puppet he earned the name of Corpse God.

In the past four hundred years, Fang Yi had experienced countless hardships, intrigues and deceptions.

In the end, he did not get what he wanted and fell before reaching the Nascent Soul stage.

He is not willing!

Fortunately, with the blessing of the Three Lives Stone, there is finally a glimmer of hope.

Feel your own beating heart and your vibrant body.

Compared with the desolation and despair at the end of his life in his previous life, Fang Yi narrowed his eyes and felt a little comfortable.

"That's great,

The road to immortality is rugged, but the scenery is beautiful, and I can still set foot on it
Those who fail to reach the Nascent Soul stage are all ants. In this life, I must witness the scenery of the Nascent Soul stage."

Sensing that the black and white light on the Three Lives Stone had completely dimmed, Fang Yi was lost in thought.

His life span in the previous life was exhausted, and he slaughtered all the cultivators in blood. He set up the Taiyin Corpse Refining Formation to refine himself, hoping to have the impossible chance of becoming a corpse in the underworld and live another life.

When the formation was completed, the dark death energy and the remaining vitality gathered together.

The combination of life and death activates the Three Lives Stone deep in the soul, and another reincarnation begins, opening the third life.

'If I cannot condense my Nascent Soul, I am afraid this life will be my last.

I wonder if this life and the previous life are in the same world of immortal cultivation?
If so, the treasures left behind from previous lives would be of great benefit to oneself.
If not
I wonder who will get the corpse from the previous life. It is a top-notch talent, the pinnacle of my corpse art.'

Fang Yi suppressed the slight regret in his heart. "Now we have to get through the crisis first!"

'Unfortunately, my spiritual roots in this life are different from those in my previous life. They are not blood spiritual roots, so the power of many of my spells has been greatly reduced.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be difficult to deal with a mere first-level mid-grade monster.'

Half an hour later.

Yang Caier and Fan Dacheng came to the carriage one after another.

Fan Dacheng was wearing a khaki robe, with prominent temples and a strong body, but his face had the simplicity of a farmer.

Scratching his head with his rough hands, he asked naively, "Brother Fang, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Before Fang Yi awakened the memories of his previous two lives, he had already met Fan Dacheng and they were friends for life and death, so he knew him inside and out.

Fan Dacheng is like the protagonist of an ancient martial arts novel.

Born into a farming family, he saved a seventy-year-old man when he was young and was taught the mundane martial art of the Golden Bell Cover.

If he hadn't just entered the martial arts world, he would have been discovered to have the qualifications to practice immortal techniques.

By this time, he should have earned the nicknames of Ragged King Kong and Iron Arhat in the martial arts world, and become entangled with many female heroes.

Fang Yi knew what was going on.

Although Fan Dacheng's kung fu is only acquired and not as good as that of an innate warrior, he can fight in close combat with a Qigong cultivator.

However, with his acquired martial arts combined with the cultivation of the first level of Qi training, his combat power is the best among all the immortal seedlings.

It is also one of the combat forces he is interested in.

In the secular world, only those who have achieved the innate ability of martial arts can be on par with the Qigong practitioners.

Although acquired warriors are not considered to be among the best among immortal cultivators, they still have some fighting power.

"That mid-level monster, the Earth Rock Wolf, is likely to attack again tonight."

Fang Yi's plain words hit Yang Caier and Fan Dacheng like a huge rock.

It easily stirred up huge waves in the hearts of the two.

"How is this possible? Ugh."

Fan Dacheng thought of the ferocity of the rock wolf during the day, his face turned pale and he almost cried out.

Fortunately, Fang Yi was well prepared. He inserted two fingers with a faint glow into Fan Dacheng's mouth and thrust the subsequent words back deeply.

Facing Fan Dacheng's somewhat aggrieved look, Fang Yi remained calm and choked him to death. It was a habit from his previous life that was difficult to change.

"Dacheng, keep your voice down!

Think about how those people behaved during the day, and don't let them know about this."

"Brother Fang, that demon wolf was struck by your three Bone-Dissolving Palms during the day.

One of his eyes was blinded by the two brothers Li Qingsong and Li Hanbai. I guess he is still recovering from his injuries?
How could they possibly attack us again?"

Fan Dacheng quietly pointed to another carriage beside the campfire.

There were two young men, one fat and one thin, wearing jade crowns on their heads, golden rings on their waists, and brocade robes.

There was envy in his eyes of a farmer's son towards the young man from an ordinary family.

"Dacheng, do you still remember what happened in Dongyang Prefecture half a year ago?
Wolves are the most vengeful. After we injured the wild wolf, it chased us for hundreds of miles.

Moreover, several immortal seedlings were killed by the Earth Wolves during the day.

The flesh and blood of cultivators is a great tonic for demonic beasts. Now that it has tasted the sweetness, how could that wolf demon let us go? "

Fang Yi paused.

"Dacheng, Cai'er, it's better to be prepared than to be caught off guard and lose your life when the monster attacks!"

Listening to what Fang Yi said, the two of them seemed to be thinking about something.

Yang Caier's eyes moved, as if she was thinking about something.

"I believe Brother Fang
My father once told me that the three most dangerous animals in the wild are pigs, tigers, and wolves.
Wolves are the most cunning. Ordinary wild wolves are like this, let alone demon wolves.

Besides, even if the wolf demon comes, it’s better for you and me to have a false alarm than to be completely unprepared and lose our lives.”

Hearing this, Fan Dacheng looked at Fang Yi expectantly.

"I also believe in Brother Fang. Do you have any ideas?"

　Ta-da-da, the new book is launching!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)