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

Chapter 162: Secrets in Feihua Tower
A red light flashed by, and Xu Qingshe appeared from under the bed curtain in the room.

Bed curtain?

Fang Yi had a strange look in his eyes. He first glanced at the female cultivator named Guan Guan, whose face was full of concern.

Then, he looked at the handsome monk who had a pale face and looked very weak.

'Is there an affair?'

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

A dull cough sounded in the room, and Guan Guan carefully helped Xu Qingshe sit down.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Senior Brother Fang.

Junior brother was unexpectedly plotted against, and thanks to Miss Guan Guan taking him in, he is now taking refuge in Feihua Tower."

Fang Yi frowned slightly.

The cultivation level that Xu Qingshe has shown now is already at the ninth level of Qi training, which can severely damage his vitality and at least have the combat power of the second level.

'This is a big problem.'

However, it is difficult to find a second-level alchemist, and the Blood Yang Pill, which is used to break through the body refining cultivation, along with its recipe, is rarely circulated and extremely precious.

There are some options, and Fang Yi is not planning to ask a second-level alchemist in the foundation-building stage to take action.

If the reward is too little, the foundation-building alchemist will look down on it. If the reward is too much, the foundation-building cultivator will easily become greedy.

As for the second-level alchemist in the Qi training stage?

Among the people he has contact with, only the cultivator Xu Qingshe has such a background.

Moreover, the two have been friends for many years, have good character, and have good luck with them, which can ensure the refining of the Blood Yang Pill.

Fang Yi sighed inwardly and asked.

"Junior Brother Xu, I don't know who hurt you so much.

Junior brother, as a disciple of Xuanyang Mountain's inner sect, and Master, a great cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage, who dares to do this?"

Xu Qingshe smiled innocently, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Seeing this, Guan Guan stood up with great understanding.

"It's rare for you two Daoist brothers to come here. I'll go get some spiritual wine and spiritual food."

After saying that, without waiting for Xu Qingshe to answer, she swayed her graceful body, took light lotus steps, and left the room.

Seeing the wooden door closed again, Fang Yi tapped the spirit beast bag lightly, and a yellowish-brown spiritual light emerged from the bag and fell in front of the sandalwood table.

The clouds and mist rolled, and a small space of formation that isolated the inside and outside unfolded.

Watching Qijie skillfully set up the small maze formation, although it was not the first time Xu Qingshe saw it, he still couldn't suppress the slight twitch of his mouth.

He also studied the art of formation, but compared with his talent in alchemy, it can only be said that it is better not to mention it.
With envy in his eyes, Xu Qingshe spoke.

"Brother Fang, your spirit pet is truly exceptionally intelligent. With its natural talent for formations, it must be a mid-level, first-rank formation master by now, right?
If it weren't for the lack of spiritual armor, I would have thought it was a demon beast from the Xuanwu lineage."

Fang Yi would naturally not show off. His spirit pet had a talent for formations far exceeding his own, and was already a top-grade formation master.

His tone was flat.

"Junior Brother Xu, I, the Earth Pig, only have a slightly mutated bloodline. How can I compare with the Xuanwu clan?
Junior Brother Xu, please tell me why you were injured like this."

Xu Qingshe looked a little embarrassed, but after a little thought, she finally spoke.

“Brother, you should know that I collect spiritual objects that nourish the soul.

Spiritual objects are hard to come by, and there aren’t many of them in Xuanyang Mountain. So, a few months ago, I came to Fengling Fairy City.”

After a stick of incense.

Fang Yi already knew the whole story.

A few months ago, Xu Qingshe had just arrived and showed great talent in alchemy.

Afterwards, Mu Xiu Yu Lin was spotted by the Foundation Building Family, who wanted to capture him alive and take him back for refining.

After a battle of wits and courage, Xu Qingshe escaped seriously injured, while the Ming family suffered heavy losses and launched a frantic pursuit.

He hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

"According to what Junior Brother said, in the Ming family there are three Foundation Establishment Masters: Mingxing, Mingxu, and Mingxiang.

Among them, Master Mingxiang, who has the highest cultivation level, is in the middle stage of foundation building, but not long ago, he was seriously injured by a monster of the same level in a beast tide.

Even so, the Ming family is also formidable. Junior Brother Xu, don't try to fight a rock with an egg."

Xu Qingshe gave a bitter smile, then showed determination on her face.

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. It's not that I want to cause trouble for the Ming family.

But, there is a second-level soul-nourishing tree in the Ming family that is of great use to me. The matter is urgent and cannot be delayed.
Brother Fang, what is the important matter that brought you to me this time? If you want to refine the elixir, I'm afraid you'll have to wait for a few days.

After Junior Brother recovers from his injury, I can spare a few days."

Soul nourishing tree?
This kind of spiritual creature knows that this wood is rare and can nourish the soul and gather spirit.

However, spiritual trees like shade and can only survive by taking root in yin veins. They are mostly held by ghost cultivators.

Fang Yi glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

The bronze ring on Xu Qingshe's left hand seemed to have a dimmer glow than the last time they met.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

"It seems that the remnant soul is in a bad state. The Ming family has a soul-nourishing tree, and their family background is unpredictable. It is hard to say whether there are second-level ghost cultivators who can suppress the family's fortune."

Hearing Xu Qingshe's indifferent tone about refining pills, Fang Yi raised his eyebrows.

Then, he took out two soul-locking boxes from his storage bag and placed them on the sandalwood table. With a faint glow in his hand, he opened one of the jade boxes.

"Junior Brother Xu, I did come here to refine the elixir, but a few days might not be enough."

"Brother, are you underestimating me?"

A red gem rose from the soul-locking box, interrupting Xu Qingshe's words.

The orb slowly rotated, and rich blood energy spread out, turning into waves of heat.

Feeling the sudden rise in temperature around him, Xu Qingshe's eyes widened.

His tone was extremely surprised and a little bit unbelievable.

“Such shine, such quality.

Is this the Crimson Blood Pearl? Stage Two! Senior Brother Fang, what a great opportunity, what a great fortune.

A red blood bead of this quality, with its benefits to the way of body refinement, is enough for a second-level physical cultivator to fight for his life."

Xu Qingshe picked up the blood bead from the air, and then caressed it gently as if caressing a lover's skin, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

Looking at the monk in front of him, Fang Yi understood his obsessed look.

One cannot live without madness. Just like his love for the art of puppetry.

The same is true for Xu Qingshe. If he had not been extremely obsessed with alchemy, he would not have been able to become a second-level alchemist during the Qi Refining Stage.

After a while.

Xu Qingshe carefully took the red blood bead, then his expression changed several times, and finally his face became ruthless, and he sealed the soul-locking box.

"Hu~~"

After doing this, he was exhausted both physically and mentally. He collapsed on the sandalwood chair, breathing deeply.

"Blood Yang Pill!"

Xu Qingshe's tone was firm.

"Brother Fang, you're after this elixir, right? With my attainments in alchemy, I truly cannot complete it today.

Senior Brother, you came at an unfortunate time. If such a spiritual object were delivered to my door on any other day, I would not let it go, even if it would greatly damage my vitality."

Stroking the ring in her hand slightly, Xu Qingshe's expression was complicated as she opened her mouth to refuse.

"But this time, I can't. My junior brother has other important matters to attend to. He can't afford to waste his energy, and he can't afford to delay any longer.

Brother, please go back."

Fang Yi naturally knew why Xu Qingshe acted this way. He pointed to the soul-locking box on the right side of the sandalwood table.

"Junior Brother Xu, would you like to know what I am going to offer as a reward?"

"Brother, please don't waste your breath. No matter what you offer as a reward, let alone spiritual objects or magical instruments, even if there is a magic weapon right in front of you,
Junior Brother, I still say the same thing, this cannot be done!"

Xu Qingshe was determined and was about to serve tea and see the guest off, and a hint of interest appeared in Fang Yi's eyes.

He slowly stretched out his hand, ready to put away the soul-locking box, with a frivolous tone.

"Then I will have to use this second-level soul-condensing liquid myself."

Xu Qingshe slumped in the chair, his eyes tightly closed, no longer looking at the spiritual materials on the sandalwood table, fearing that he would be tempted to use his skills.
After all, Mr. Chen doesn't have much time left.

"Brother Fang, please don't waste your energy. I really don't have the time.

The magic weapon is useless, the technique is useless, the spiritual object is also useless, this second level condensation."

and many more……

Second level what? ! !
Xu Qingshe suddenly raised her head, her eyes shining, and her voice trembling slightly.

"Brother Fang, what kind of spiritual object is in this soul-locking box you just mentioned?
Soul-condensing liquid? !

Second-level Soul-Condensing Liquid? ! ! "

Fang Yi grabbed the Soul Locking Box in his hand, speaking in a leisurely tone.

“Of course it’s the second-level soul-condensing liquid.

The senior brother heard that Junior Brother Xu was searching for a treasure to nourish the soul, and by chance, he got this second-level soul-condensing liquid.

Now it seems that Junior Brother has no use for such a magical item, so Senior Brother will have to give it to someone else."

Xu Qingshe's pupils dizzied. He had originally wanted to sneak into the Ming family to fight for his life, but he never expected such an unexpected turn of events.

A man can bend and stretch.

His face was quickly filled with a flattering smile, and he held the Soul Locking Box tightly in his hands as he reached out to it.

The tone is extremely sweet.

"Brother Fang~
Thank you so much, Brother Fang~"

"Sigh~"

Fang Yi took a breath of cold air.

I felt goosebumps all over my body and my hair stood on end.

"Let go!"

"Brother Fang, let go first!"

Xu Qingshe stared at the soul-locking box intently, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Fang Yi pulled his hands back with force, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"I understand. Since Junior Brother Xu is free, this second-level soul-condensing liquid is naturally his.
But where does this tea smell come from, Junior Brother?"

Xu Qingshe spoke in an anxious tone, holding the soul-locking box tightly.

"If I have time, I will have time. Brother, you are so concerned, how can I not have time?
But what does this tea taste like?

Guan Guan, a close friend of mine, communicated with me in this way. I feel good about it, but does my senior brother dislike it? "

“The original look is better.”

Fang Yi shook his head and stopped worrying about it.

"Junior brother, open the Soul Locking Box and inspect the contents to see if this Soul Condensing Liquid is to your liking."

Hearing this, Xu Qingshe's face became serious.

Although he has been friends with Fang Yi for decades, he knows Fang Yi very well because of his steady behavior.

However, some things are more important to see than to hear.

Moreover, this soul-condensing liquid is also related to "Mr. Chen," who treats him like a teacher and a father.

A red spiritual light appeared in Xu Qingshe's hand, and she carefully opened the soul-locking talisman on the jade box.

click
The talisman combusted on its own without wind, and the jade box was slowly pushed open.

"Whoo~"

Looking at the pearl in the jade box with white spiritual light flowing endlessly, Xu Qingshe exhaled.

Then he narrowed his eyes slightly and probed into it with his spiritual sense.

"Soul-condensing liquid, and it's of the second-grade grade!!"

Xu Qingshe stood up, straightened his clothes, and then bowed deeply.

"I don't need to express my gratitude for your kindness. Green Snake will remember this."

Fang Yi hurriedly helped him up. Naturally, he wanted to make friends with Xu Qingshe, a cultivator with outstanding talent in alchemy and a strong sense of friendship.

Seeing Xu Qingshe was very conscientious and took out the contract from the storage bag to sign it, Fang Yi couldn't help but smile.

After his spiritual sense scanned and confirmed that everything was correct, a stream of withered and flourishing magic power was injected into the magic contract, transforming into a deep and ancient tree, activating the magic contract.

"Junior Brother Xu, when are you going to start the furnace?"

(End of this chapter)