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

Chapter 248 Talents Arrived
The gray sword light was blocked again by the three people.

In the yellow sand formation, Yang Caier looked at Zhu Tianzong's quickly escaping light with an ugly expression on her face.

"Brother Fang, now that we have encountered a fake Dan demon cultivator, I will return to the sect and report to Master, and then I will go ahead."

Fang Yi returned the greeting with a bow. "Junior Sister Yang, business is more important. Thank you for your help this time."

Yang Caier nodded slightly, and with a wave of her slender jade hand, she took back the cold jade bracelet, turned into a beam of azure light, and flew towards Xuanyang Mountain.

Xu Qingshe held a dark wooden ruler in his hand, and his red flame robe was fluttering around him.

"Junior Sister Yang, please wait a moment. I also need to return to the sect and use the sect's fire veins to suppress and refine this fake pill spirit fire."

Taking out a bottle of elixir from the storage bag, Xu Qingshe continued speaking.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to refine the Qingmu Yangling Pill that Senior Brother Fang asked me to make within the next three to five years.

Brother, please use this bottle of Rejuvenating Qi Pill."

Fang Yi took the pill, then took out a bronze token and handed it over.

Although the effect of the Rejuvenating and Replenishing Qi Pill in restoring mana is not as good as the Qingmu Yangling Pill, it is specifically used to restore the mana of cultivators with wood spiritual roots.

But it is also a second-level low-grade elixir. Combined with Yimu Changshengqi, it is enough for ordinary battles.

"That's fine. Thank you, Junior Brother Xu, for your help this time. If you come to Fengling Fairy City in the future, you can come to Baimu Garden to find me.

That second-level soul-nourishing tree has some connection with us after all."

Xu Qingshe nodded, took the token, and turned into a red light and sped away.

"Ahem. Ahem."

Seeing Fan Dacheng coming with Zi Yan, Fang Yi coughed lightly a few times, and a trace of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Fang, what's wrong with you?" Fan Dacheng looked concerned.

Fang Yi waved his hand. "It's okay. I just fought with that old demon, and my energy has been depleted. I just need some time to recuperate."

Half an hour later.

As Qijie stepped forward with his hoof, a yellow jade-colored light spread out and a cave quickly formed.

Fang Yi walked into the cave and spoke to the cultivator beside him.

"Dacheng, I'm going to be in seclusion for a few days to recuperate. During this time, I'll have to trouble you to look after me. Don't let anyone disturb me."

"Don't worry, Brother Fang. I will definitely take care of these small matters."

Seeing Fan Dacheng patting his thick chest muscles, making a popping sound, Fang Yi nodded slightly and walked into the quiet room.

Then, with a wave of his sleeves, streams of withered and flourishing magic were unleashed. Runes of various colors emerged, transforming into restrictions that sealed off the quiet room.

Seeing that the arrangement was completed, he grabbed the silver-white little beast in his hand.

"Xiao Qi, let's go. Senior Brother Gu is still waiting for us. Your new formation depends on this wave."

"Hmph." Qijie's pupils shrank slightly, and then his face showed joy. He urged his demonic power to perform the earth escape technique, wrapping Fang Yi and drilling into the ground.

Hundreds of miles away from the place where the battle took place, there is a small spiritual vein of the lower grade of the first level.

The spiritual energy is thin, and it is occupied by a small Qi-cultivating family called Chenjiaao.

A monk with gray hair, sunken eyes, a withered face full of fine lines, and who looked like an old farmer, was cultivating half an acre of spiritual field.

The old farmer used the magic hoe in his hand to carefully kill a first-grade, low-quality red aphid.

"call!"

A yellow-brown light flashed on the magic hoe, and a cold light flashed on the hoe surface, cutting the red aphids beside the green rice into two halves.

The old monk narrowed his eyes, picked out two pieces of aphid meat as thick as his thumb, and put them in a worn-out soul-sealing box with a missing corner.

"With the aphid meat, I can exchange it for half a spirit stone, which will help my daughter to cultivate in the future."

A ghost suddenly passed by, and the old monk's soul was extracted and merged into a gray-black magic sword.

Zhu Tianzong stood on the flying boat with a pale face. With a flick of his sleeves, a red gem was raised.

The scarlet blood pill of all beasts spun around, drawing out the old monk's blood essence.

The rich fragrance of qi and blood wrapped around his body, suppressing the injuries caused by the forced use of Dan Qi.

"Huh! The quality of this blood essence is too poor. If I had no choice, why would I absorb the blood essence of a cultivator in the early stage of Qi training?"

A sinister look flashed across Zhu Tianzong's eyes. "We have a lot of time to go. Fang Yi, Yang Cai'er, Xu Qingshe, please don't let me seize this opportunity."

The gray magic sword shuttled through Chenjiaao, accompanied by sporadic screams.

"Senior, you are not afraid of doing things this way." The gray sword light turned, and the head of the monk who spoke fell to the ground.

"Run away, old demon of foundation building!"

"Hurry up, Nannan. You will be punished, you devil."

Seeing his daughter being hacked to death, a gray-robed monk rushed towards Zhu Tianzong with a blind and ferocious look.

The grey-robed monk's body swelled up, as if he was about to explode.
In less than ten breaths, except for one or two cultivators who were away from home, the rest of the small Qi-cultivating family of Chenjiaao were killed.

More than ten streams of blood and energy rose up and were sucked into Zhu Tianzong's dantian, slowly nourishing his damaged meridians.

“What a pity, there are only three small families like these in this remote area.

Larger families will inevitably have sound transmission jades. If they attract cultivators from Xuanyang Mountain, it would be disastrous.

It’s time to go. If you don’t leave now, that old Jiuhan will probably do it himself.”

A gray light rose up, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.

"laugh!"

A beast head suddenly emerged from the ground, and the blade, with a cold glow, chopped towards it.

"who!"

clang!
clang!
clang!
The gray broken sword magic weapon flicked and collided continuously with the beast-headed kitchen knife, but after a few breaths, the two magic weapons returned to the hands of their respective owners.

"My fellow Daoist, why are you blocking my way? Is it because of a mere Qi-cultivating ant?"

Gu Jiushang held his life-saving magic weapon, the Taotie Knife, and said nothing as he raised a green medicine furnace.

The medicine furnace slowly turned, dropping spiritual light to protect its entire body.

"Even if a Fake Dan Master has fallen in cultivation, he still needs to be careful."

The Taotie knife flashed with gray light and chopped towards Zhu Tianzong like a butcher cutting up an ox.

"Humph! If you don't accept my toast, you'll be punished. Do you really think I can't do anything to you?
It just so happens that my vitality is severely damaged, and a foundation-building essence, blood, and soul will also be beneficial."

Zhu Tianzong's face was cold, and he was surrounded by negative energy. He felt that he was unlucky.

He deliberately chose a remote place, and unexpectedly he was able to meet a person who had reached the foundation-building stage.

"Never mind, I'll send you on your way."

The evil ghosts beneath his feet wailed, and ghosts with broken hands, no faces, and severed waists emerged one after another.

Its power has decreased compared to before, but it has been supplemented by three small Qi-refining families and dozens of Qi-refining monks.

This bone boat also has the power of a top-grade magical weapon.

Looking at Gu Jiushang who was besieged by ghosts, Zhu Tianzong nodded with satisfaction.

Even though his fake pill was about to break and his life-saving magic weapon had dropped in quality, he was still not someone that an ordinary foundation-building cultivator could challenge.

"Crash!"

Hundreds of vines as thick as wrists rose from the ground, emitting spiritual light and connecting with each other.

It turned into a huge net and blocked Chenjiaao.

"Who! Is there an ambush?"

Zhu Tianzong's face changed. His vitality was seriously damaged. If it was just a Foundation Establishment Master, he could still deal with it.

Judging from the situation, there is obviously an ambush.

A mouthful of blood was forced out and merged into the Ghost Sword.

Nourished by the essence and blood, the power of the Yinhun Sword increased greatly, turning into a gray sword light. After repelling the attacking Taotie Knife, it also split several large nets.

Until
"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed, and a dark blue blade light blocked the Ghost Sword.

Zhu Tianzong's expression changed as he felt an aura like an ancient tree locking onto him.

Then, a Wu Earth treasure gourd emerged.

Qi Jie emerged from behind him, activated his demonic power, and sacrificed his natal magic weapon.

Yellow spiritual sand gushed out from the Wu Earth treasure gourd, the wind was howling, and the spiritual sand was flying.

Ancient and heavy runes kept jumping out from the magic gourd.

Runes danced and connected in the yellow sand, and a hazy scene emerged.

A formation space that Zhu Tianzong was extremely familiar with took shape.

"It's you! Fang Yi?" Feeling the energy of Fang Yi's body rotating through the four seasons and changing withering and flourishing.

Zhu Tianzong's face was stiff.

"Foundation-building medical practice?
Good, good, you hunt hawks all day, but today you’ve been blinded by a sparrow.”

"Brother Zhu, I haven't seen you for a long time. Please help me on my journey."

Fang Yi curled the corners of his mouth slightly, his expression was as profound as a mountain, and with a wave of his sleeves, the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword emitted a blade of light.

Behind him, the banner of the Ruin Realm of Withering and Flourishing fluttered, and the shadow of the Withering and Flourishing Demon God materialized. Even a lion would use all its might to strike a rabbit, let alone the trapped tiger and leopard before him.

"clang!"

The Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword was moving in the air.

Stir, chop, poke and pick the permanent ghost sword.

"What is this?" As the two treasures fought, Zhu Tianzong looked a little confused.

After a few breaths, he suddenly realized.

"Ghost Iron! It's Ghost Iron!
You little thief, you stole my Yinhun Iron."

"call!"

Zhu Tianzong suppressed his anger, slapped his storage bag, and several mid-grade magic weapons were sacrificed.

"Boom!"

One magic weapon after another absorbed and exhaled spiritual energy, the magic prohibitions collapsed, and turned into a huge sun, which exploded and destroyed the vine net.

Then a flying boat of white bones soared into the sky and crashed into the yellow sand formation.

"Boom!!"

The power of the self-detonation of the top-grade magic weapon, the White Bone Boat, blasted a gap in the yellow sand formation.

A gray light shot up into the sky.

"As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.

A gentleman takes ten years to take revenge. After I escape from this predicament, I will leak the news about the Yinhun Iron.

When it comes to such a great treasure of the magic path, there must be a fake magic pill real person, or even a Jindan old demon who will take action.

Fang Yi, I am not doing well, so don't even think about taking possession of this Yinhun Iron! ! "

Seeing that he was about to escape from the gap, Zhu Tianzong secretly became angry in his heart. A gentleman never takes revenge too late even after ten years, but the old devil takes revenge from morning to night.

'It's getting closer. It's finally coming out.

This Xuanyang Mountain is really incompatible with me. Once I am free, I will leave the Xuanyang Mountain area immediately to avoid other troubles.'

As soon as he got out of the gap, Zhu Tianzong breathed a sigh of relief.

Blood was surging all over his body, and there was a faint bloody smell. He was already performing the blood escape technique.

He blew up many magical instruments and abandoned his own magical instrument, and finally escaped from the dead.
Fang Yi, you and I have a long way to go!
If I am not your opponent, then I am not your younger disciple's opponent.'

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Three invisible ghost thorns shot out from the gap.

"There's an ambush!"

Zhu Tianzong was in a trance and saw another Fang Yi appear outside the gap.

"How is that possible?" He glanced at the yellow sand formation.

I saw 'Fang Yi' in the formation turned into a human puppet.

"Illusion??"

Luo Tiandou had already been secretly summoned by Fang Yi. At this moment, it turned into a large gray net, and the spiritual light flowed towards Zhu Tianzongdou.

The banner of withering prosperity in the ruins world fluttered behind him.

A shadow of a demon god walked out from the banner.

The demon god has three heads and six arms, half of his body is yellow and withered, and the other half is green.

Held in six hands.

Creation bowl, verdant bamboo stick, bone rosary
Ghost Spear, Yi Wood Wheel and Withered Soul Chain.

Each phantom of a magical weapon exudes an aura comparable to that of a top-grade magical weapon.

As the divine thoughts urged, vast magical power of withering and flourishing poured into it.

The lush green spiritual water in the bowl gurgled and flowed down like a waterfall, constantly raising Fang Yi's cultivation momentum.

The pale bones around Zhu Tianzong stretched out and quickly turned into a bone armor.

The gray fake pill was spit out by it, and the fake pill was spinning around.

click
click
A faint cracking sound could be heard from the fake pill.

"As expected, all demonic cultivators are the same, self-destructing at the slightest provocation, harming others and not benefiting themselves."

Fang Yi was speechless, looking at the scene that was similar to his memory.

"Fortunately, we were prepared in advance, otherwise it would have been all in vain."

The green wheel turned slowly, and the Xiao Yi wood divine light brushed down and was nourished by the magical power of wood, and the fake pill's spiritual light circulated around its body.

The cracks on the pill shell glowed white, and seemed to be healing, and the momentum of its self-destruction was slightly slowed down.

In the white bone rosary, a Yin Yan dragon was wandering, and its soul was roaring towards the sky.

The roars of dragons were heard, shaking the soul.

“Yin! Yin! Yin!!”

Zhu Tianzong felt a sharp pain in his soul, and the sound of the dragon's cry triggered the old wound that was just inflicted by the ghost.

His face turned green and red, and he urged his spirit to quickly suppress the injury again.

"You want to stop me from self-destructing? I've practiced for hundreds of years, how can I let a young man like you take advantage of me?"

"Crack!"

The cracks on the fake pills are becoming more and more obvious
However, his soul was injured and recovery was delayed, and eventually the dim yellow chains discovered a flaw.

"Crash!"

The chains moved, binding the fake pill, a small corrupt divine light appeared, and the withered energy extended into the pill.

This fake pill, with its foundation severely damaged, gradually fell into a deep sleep and was firmly bound by Ku Rong's magic power.

"Who on earth are you? How could you know the flaws of the fake pill so well?"

Zhu Tianzong was filled with despair. A fake Dan Zhenren was different from a Jindan Zhenren.

The fake pills that are condensed mostly rely on external objects, such as the inner pills of monsters, third-level gems and other spiritual objects.

Therefore, the connection between the Fake Dan Zhenren and the condensed inner elixir is far weaker than that of the Jin Dan Zhenren.

Even if one is severely injured, there is no innate Dan Qi in the elixir.

But that is also a fake pill!
How could a Foundation Establishment cultivator seize the opportunity to block it?
Fang Yi looked calm.

Naturally, he would not tell Zhu Tianzong that he had plotted against many of his fellow disciples in his previous life.

Practice makes perfect. I have already developed a feel for it and can seize the fleeting flaw.

"clang!"

The ghost spear and the green bamboo stick struck down at the chest.

Pale bone armor, surrounded by yin energy.

It was hit and cracked one after another, but it was also able to block the ghost spear and green bamboo stick.

"After all, he is a fake Dan Zhenren. After several attempts, he still has a trump card."

Seeing that Zhu Tianzong still had the strength to struggle, Fang Yi used his magic power to activate the Ruins Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner again.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, if you had this magic weapon with you and your Dan Qi had not been consumed, you might have a 30% chance of escaping and ascending to heaven.

But now that you're trapped, how can I let you escape?"

As Fang Yi finished speaking, a second-level low-grade spirit puppet in his Dantian Qi Sea was activated.

"You!" Zhu Tianzong still wanted to fight for his life.

A silver fox spirit puppet emerged, and invisible ripples appeared in its cunning pupils.

"This, this. This is the devil's way of confusing the mind."

He was hit in succession by three confusing spells: the Ghost Thorn, the Bone Beads, and the Silver Fox Bewitching Mind Technique.

Zhu Tianzong finally became unconscious and his magic power dissipated.

"Successful!"

Fang Yi activated the treasure banner in his hand, and the three heads and six arms of the withered demon god danced.

Three dim pens, three green arms, corresponding one to one.

The six seals representing vitality, decay, longevity, withering and flourishing, and bewilderment are pinched out respectively.
"Crash!"

The seal turned into a talisman chain, and blue and gray spiritual light flowed, extremely bright, and its power and momentum continued to rise.

Foundation 1, Foundation 2, Foundation 3, Foundation 4
Six arms waved and the talisman chains moved.

"Crash!"

The talisman chain penetrated Zhu Tianzong's body, sealing his soul, calming his spirit, and confusing his mind.
One after another secret techniques emerged.

An hour later.

Fang Yi looked towards the direction of Yunze Market and murmured

"Everything is ready, only east wind is lacking."

(End of this chapter)