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

Chapter 229: Turbulence before the Secret Photoshoot

During this ten days, Fang Yi, with his talent of seeing the whole picture from a small part and combined with his experience from two lifetimes, has found out the details of many cultivators.

Over time, this jade scroll gradually came into being.

With this accumulation, he had a basis whether he was looking for spiritual objects to trade or evaluating the strength of the major foundation-building families.

The information in the Green Jade Scroll is extremely accurate.

After all, few cultivators would hide their injuries and illness from the spiritual doctors who treat them, and the "Book of Life and Death" is good at sensing qi.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, your grandson has a cold aura entering his body. He must have mistakenly taken a natural treasure with icy properties, and his body is too weak to be replenished.

I'll give him some medical treatment, and then Daoist Sun will find him some spiritual food with yang properties to nourish him."

Sun Yan heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this. "In that case, I'll have to trouble Pharmacist Fang to help. I will definitely reward you handsomely later."

"You are too polite, Fellow Daoist Sun. Since I have accepted the consultation fee, it is my duty to treat the disease and save the patient."

Fang Yi urged his magic power, and vitality gathered in his hands, with layers of green halo appearing.

The halo slowly permeated the young monk's body.

Half an hour later.

Looking at his grandson's rosier complexion, Sun Yan finally felt relieved.

He pondered for a moment, and thinking of Fang Yi's superb medical skills, he wanted to make friends with him.

He then took out a fist-sized piece of cold iron from his storage bag and handed it over.

"Thank you, Pharmacist Fang, for your help. This piece of cold iron is a small token of my appreciation. I hope you won't despise it."

"Friend Sun, there's no need to do this. You've already paid for the consultation. There's no need to do this."

Fang Yi did not accept this top-grade spiritual material, the cold stone iron, but instead pushed it back quite skillfully.

Obviously, this is not the first time that he has experienced such a situation. Monks are also human beings, and as long as they are human beings, they cannot avoid the ways of the world.

Sun Yan's face changed when he saw this, and he immediately forcefully stuffed the cold stone iron into Fang Yi's arms.

"Pharmacist Fang, it's just a first-grade spiritual material, a token of my appreciation. Please don't be polite."

"Fellow Daoist Sun, there's no need to do this. Treating illnesses and saving lives is my duty."

"Pharmacist Fang!

If you don't accept it, you are not giving me, Sun, face. It's just a piece of cold stone and iron. Besides, how can the consultation fee be compared with my grandson's progress in the Taoism."

"Fellow Daoist Sun, you are making things difficult for Fang."

The two monks pushed each other for several rounds, and Sun Yan finally "forced" to send the spiritual material out.

Fang Yi couldn't refuse the kindness, so he 'reluctantly' accepted the cold stone iron.

These two foundation-building monks.

One of them made friends with a second-level spiritual doctor, and the other got extra income, so everyone was happy.

……

"kindness?"

Sun Yan watched Luo Shengyi and the other two approaching, as if he remembered something, his pupils shrank slightly, and then he spoke.

"Since Pharmacist Fang has a guest, I, Sun, will go ahead.

If you have time, please come to Hanshi Mountain and let me, Sun, do my best to be a good host."

"Of course, of course. The Ice Soul Wine from Hanshi Mountain is also famous.

When Fang Mou has some free time, he will definitely visit fellow Daoist Sun Yan."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, and after a few polite words, he waved to call Gu Jiushang over.

"Old Gu, please see Fellow Daoist Sun off for me and change the plaque outside Baimu Garden. I will not be treating any monks today."

"As the master commands," Gu Jiushang replied respectfully, turning around. "Master Sun, please follow me."

Seeing Fang Yi come to an end here.

Luo Shengyi then led Qian Chuanzi and Yang Chi and walked towards Fang Yi.

"Junior Brother Fang Dao, it's been a while since we last met. Your Baimu Garden is also crowded.

I heard that the monk who sought treatment from me has already waited until half a year."

"Sister Luo, your compliments are too much. It's just a compliment from a fellow practitioner."

Fang Yi naturally wouldn't say that 70% of the cultivators who made appointments were disguised as Gu Jiushang.

This was to spread the false impression that his spiritual medicine skills were superb and that there was an endless supply of monks seeking treatment every day, in order to build his reputation and compete with the other spiritual doctors in Fengling Fairy City for customers.
The aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys.

Fang Yi was very clear about this principle, and now that it was being publicized, the effect was very obvious.

From the very beginning, 90% of the cultivators were Gu Jiushang who had changed his appearance and impersonated him.

Now, after ten days of publicity, the number of fake monks has dropped to 70%.

According to his estimation, within three years at most, he would be able to spread his fame.
Luo Shengyi sighed a little, thinking that his junior brother was indeed a cultivator who had mastered the art of spiritual medicine.

The doctor is kind-hearted and has superb skills. It is a great fortune to meet him.

She took out several jade boxes from her storage bag and placed them in front of Fang Yi one by one.

"Junior Brother Fang, what do you think of this elixir? Can it be used to refine your Yimu Longevity Spirit?

Senior Sister has no other requests, I just hope that Junior Brother will use all his strength to help me recover from this injury as soon as possible."

Fang Yi opened the jade box, and the rich aroma of medicine filled his nose.

"Two second-level spiritual herbs, and the remaining several species are at least quasi-second-level.

Sister Luo, don't worry, with the help of this magical medicine, this hidden injury will heal and I can recover a few months sooner."

"In that case, I'll have to trouble Junior Brother Fang."

A bright moon gradually rose, and the treatment in Baimu Garden was nearing its end.

As the last wisp of Yimu's longevity was refined.

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Luo Shengyi sprayed out a bloody mist mixed with rotten flesh and waste blood.

"Buzz. Buzz."

The sound of sword echoed, and a golden beam of light shot up into the sky from Baimu Garden, attracting many cultivators to stop and watch.

As a second-tier cave dwelling, the cultivators residing in Baimu Garden were either wealthy or noble, none of them ordinary people. Thinking of the endless stream of cultivators seeking medical treatment over the past ten days, many cultivators secretly resolved to make friends with one or two of the garden's spiritual healers.

"Good! Good! Good! I haven't felt this good in ages.

Junior Brother Fang, thank you for your help. I owe you a favor."

Luo Shengyi thanked him generously and gave Qian Chuanzi a look at the same time.

"Senior Sister Luo is indeed very polite. Senior Brother Yang Chi's spiritual soil has also been of great help to me..."

The man covered in gold walked forward and handed Fang Yi a jade invitation.

“Brother Fang, you said earlier that you needed to collect rare objects from heaven and earth to practice the secret method.

Junior Brother has received an invitation to the Fengling Immortal City secret auction. If you are interested, you can go and give it a try..."

"Secret photo shoot?" Fang Yi stroked the warm invitation, thoughtfully. "In that case, thank you, Junior Brother Qian."

Fengling Fairy City is a mixed crowd, but there is a Jindan Zhenren in charge.

Therefore, the monks in the city are diverse but not chaotic, and have the most basic gray order.

It is extremely convenient for any cultivator who wants to kill people and steal treasures, or for the hypocritical evil cultivator, or for the ordinary cultivator who comes to deal with the stolen goods.

Over time, it became the largest dark market in the entire Dayun Xiuxian Kingdom.

Fang Yi had heard of this place before, but getting started in this dark market was not difficult, but one needed someone to introduce them.

Now this invitation comes just in time.

Seeing that Fang Yi was satisfied, Qian Chuanzi continued to speak.

"Brother Fang, Senior Sister Luo, Senior Brother Yang and I have something to discuss with you.

Senior Brother Chu Du, who is in charge of the Merit Examination Pavilion, has now reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building. He wants to return to Xuanyang Mountain to strive for the late stage of foundation building.

Therefore, the position of Pavilion Master of the Examination Pavilion has become vacant. Senior Sister Luo is interested in vying for it, and I wonder if Senior Brother Fang would be willing to offer her assistance."

"The position of the head of the Examination Hall in Fengling Fairy City is vacant?" Fang Yi frowned slightly. This was big news.

After all, Fengling Immortal City has Jindan Zhenren in charge, even if the number is not as large as Xuanyang Mountain, Bishui Pavilion, Tiandaowu, etc., the top sects in Dayun Immortal Cultivation Country.

But if it exists, it is a kind of deterrent, representing the qualifications of a chess player in the Dayun cultivation world.

Therefore, many major sects also had some concerns, and the Examination Pavilion only sent cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building to take charge.

This Merit Examination Pavilion provides an overview of the beast tide front, all Xuanyang Mountain cultivators, as well as their subordinate forces and independent cultivators’ merit exchanges.

Once Luo Shengyi takes charge of the Examination Hall, he only needs to give it a slight tilt to benefit Qian Chuanzi and Yang Chi.

If Fang Yi had not demonstrated his profound spiritual medical skills, Qian Chuanzi and others would not have invited him.

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Fang Yicheng pondered for a long time, and Qian Chuanzi also went from being full of confidence to being doubtful and uncertain.

“Thank you for your kindness, Daoyou Qian, but I still need to consider it.

But please rest assured, fellow Taoists, I will never disclose this matter."

Qian Chuanzi stepped forward and began to persuade him. "Brother Fang, do you know what this Pavilion Master of Examination Pavilion means?"

Fang Yi naturally knew about the resources brought by the Examination Pavilion.

But he also wanted to know what kind of person was fighting with Luo Shengyi.

In the world of cultivating immortals, cultivators who only consider opportunities and do not consider danger are either foolish or have no choice.

Fang Yi is not a rookie and has many choices, so how could he make a bet easily?

Qian Chuanzi wanted to continue persuading him, but was stopped by Luo Shengyi's look.

"Junior Brother Fang only has ideas, and perhaps he doesn't want to be involved in this storm. But if you change your mind, don't forget me, Senior Sister."

"Senior Sister Luo has helped me a lot. If you are interested, you will naturally choose Senior Sister."

Fang Yi spoke politely, saying that everything would have to wait until the true situation in the Examination Hall was fully investigated before he could say anything else.

Half a month later.

Five hundred miles outside Fengling Fairy City, there is an ancient forest with rugged rocks.

The stream in the forest gurgles, and the insects chirp and birds sing.

Fang Yi had silver hair, was wearing a green robe, and was holding a wooden crutch. He stopped in front of a cliff.

With a push of his magic power, the jade invitation in his hand floated in the air.

The invitation card glowed with light, emitting waves of mysterious fluctuations.

Soon, the disguise of the mountain wall disappeared, revealing a dark path.

At the end of the path was a valley, from which the noise of monks could be heard.

A female cultivator wearing gauze and half-exposed shoulders walked out slowly from the mountain wall.

She bowed slightly towards Fang Yi, revealing a hint of white on her chest intentionally or unintentionally.

"My name is Qingli. Nice to meet you, Immortal Master. Is this your first time here at Fengling Dark Square?"

Fang Yi nodded slightly, his voice hoarse.

"Miss Qingli, this is indeed my first time participating in a secret auction. But how could there be a youngster in the Qi training stage at this secret auction?"

Fang Yi pointed at the young cultivator in the valley, his tone revealing just the right amount of doubt.

Qingli tied up a strand of hair from her temples, and there was a hint of charm in her tone.

“Some of these monks are younger ones who came with invitations.

Some are auction items. The beast tide is dangerous, and many families have been destroyed. They come to this secret auction to sell themselves in exchange for a place to practice.
Furthermore, these cultivators cannot participate in the secret auction. If any of you are willing to participate in this secret market, you can come here with your token."

Then Qingli took out several jade talismans with body fragrance from her chest.

Fang Yi scanned the jade talisman with his spiritual sense and after confirming that there was no problem with it, he put it into the storage bag.

Qingli walked gracefully and led Fang Yi to the secret photo shoot. She was quite talkative along the way.

It’s less than two miles away.

Fang Yi heard the familiar statement again.

He knew that he had a mother afflicted by a cold poison, a disabled father, and a younger brother who had just awakened his spiritual roots and was striving to join the Fengling Immortal City.
(End of this chapter)