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

Chapter 252 Help
Seeing that Nie Zhirou was still acting strangely, Fang Yi spoke in a playful tone.

"Why, can you bear it now?"

Nie Zhirou's legs were weak, but she still straightened her chest, determined to win the battle.

"I can bear it, why can't I bear it?
"Sir, how do I compare to Miss Ziyan?"

Fang Yi was not polite when being teased, he just wanted to relieve his desire.

With a wave of his sleeves, the cloud smoke pot was raised, and the smoke and mist spewed out and rolled, turning into a cloud tower that was completely white.

There is no point in saying more at this time, just tell him to shut up.

Nie Zhirou was swept up by the clouds and smoke and thrown into the cloud building with a flushed face.

Fang Yi smiled slightly and slowly walked into the building.

Soon, various noises were heard from the building.
"Tear."

"This is the Chixia Liuxian skirt, but it is the latest style in the fairy city, my lord, I can't bear it anymore."

an hour later
Zi Yan, carrying a food box and wearing a moon-white long dress, walked gracefully into the backyard.

Hearing the embarrassing voice in the Cloud Tower, she paused, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she turned around to leave.

But she didn't expect that in the cloud building, a green spiritual light rolled up and also rolled her up.

"master"

Zi Yan only had time to express her anger before she fell onto the cloud bed.

three hours later

The building was filled with passion, a beautiful body lay on the cloud bed, and several white jade chains hung from the ceiling of the attic.

'Although this cloud smoke pot is only a mid-grade magic weapon, it is not very useful in fighting magic nowadays.

But the mist and clouds are ever-changing, and they also have other magical uses in daily life.'

Fang Yi looked at the two women lying on the soft cloud bed, their faces tired and their waists weak.

Zi Yan and Nie Zhirou looked at each other, both feeling a little embarrassed.

But thinking of that terrifying physical strength, both of their limbs felt a little sore, and they felt a strange sense of gratitude and recognition towards each other.

"If it weren't for Zi Yan, I wouldn't be able to handle it. I'm afraid I would faint on this cloud bed."

"If it weren't for Miss Nie, my strength would have become even more terrifying. I would have to practice the Ice Bone Jade Muscle Technique more diligently."

As for the fact that the other party had many concubines, the two did not care.

This is how the world of cultivating immortals is, the strong are respected.

For a master who has reached the foundation-building stage, having only two concubines is already a very small number.

After a stick of incense.

Nie Zhirou secretly glared at Fang Yi and put on a green robe with some embarrassment.

"Master, you didn't even leave me a piece of outer clothing."

Looking at Nie Zhirou's strange walking posture, Fang Yi raised his brows slightly, used the Spring Breeze and Rain Technique, and then gave instructions.

"Rou'er, you are now at the eighth level of Qi training. With my support and the Nie family's financial support, you are not far from the ninth level of Qi training.

However, if one wants to build a foundation for Taoism, the strength of the body is still a little lacking. Without seeking perfection in the Three Treasures, one must at least achieve some success in body refinement.

Otherwise, you will definitely not be able to withstand the backlash of spiritual energy during the physical stage, one of the three stages of foundation building."

Nie Zhirou naturally believed in Fang Yi, the foundation-building master.

Her tone was a little anxious: "Then does the young master have any solution?"

"Practice a body-refining method. Zi Yan has a first-level body-refining method called 'Ice Bone and Jade Muscle Method'. You only need to refine it to a small degree. I will then prescribe you a spiritual medicine prescription to cleanse your body.

The physical barrier of your foundation building shouldn't be a problem."

After receiving the instructions, Nie Zhirou's beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She immediately pulled Zi Yan and bent down.

Seeing this, Fang Yi didn't say much.

He squinted his eyes and leaned on the cloud bed, stroking the smooth backs of the two women with his big hands, enjoying it.

Half a day later.

In the Immortal City, in Jiuchuan Alley, the Nie family in Xuanshan Garden.

Nie Zhirou led Fang Yi into the courtyard.

The monks in the courtyard came and went in a hurry with serious expressions.

But when they saw Nie Zhirou, they would stop slightly to show respect.

Fang Yi's eyes wandered as he pondered how much strength the Nie family still had and how much energy it was worth investing in it.

Things are different now. After all, it is not possible for a foundation-building cultivator to run rampant in Fengling Immortal City.

The city must abide by the rules, the rules of the Jindan Zhenren.
Moreover, he had to attack the Wei family of Changle Valley. If he didn't have cultivators under his command who were willing to wave the flag and do the dirty work, then he would have to handle everything himself.

This will consume too much time and energy and will not be conducive to practice.

As for the physical intimacy with Nie Zhirou, it was secondary.

In the center of Xuanshan Courtyard, Nie Zhirou stopped in front of a bamboo building that was blocked by a magic ban. He took out a token and released a magical power.

The token was suspended in the air, and green waves spread out.

Soon, a gap appeared on the restriction, and a monk with a mustache walked out.

"Rou'er, you're back"

Nie Jia looked at Fang Yi beside Nie Zhirou, feeling his subtle pressure from the foundation-building process and the image that had been circulated among the clan's ancestors before.

He was shocked and spoke respectfully.

"Greetings to Master Fang Yi. Your presence here brings honor to our humble Nie family."

"Yes," Fang Yi nodded slightly. "This time, Miss Nie asked me to come here to see how Fellow Daoist Chengxuan is doing.

I have some experience in the art of spiritual medicine, and I'd like to see if I can diagnose and treat Fellow Daoist Chengxuan."

Seeing this, Nie Jia recalled how Fang Yi's reputation had gradually spread in the Immortal City over the past few days.

The polite smile on his face was a little more sincere.

"Thank you for the help of Doctor Fang. Master, please follow me."

Fang Yi nodded slightly.

Nie Zhirou's voice transmission rang in his ears.

"Master, this is the third elder of the clan. He is generally neutral towards me and Nie Tianhua."

In the bamboo house.

Several elders of the Nie family, with sad faces, surrounded a cultivator with silver hair and sunken eye sockets.

Seeing Fang Yi coming in, the elders all looked expectant. It was obvious that they knew what was happening outside the bamboo building.

Nie Jia paused and bowed.

"Master Fang Yi, thank you for your treatment. Regardless of the outcome, this favor will be remembered by our Nie family."

Fang Yi nodded slightly and looked at Nie Chengxuan, who was barely breathing and had little vitality in his body.

The magic power in his hands surged and turned into several sky-blue silk threads, which were placed on his pulse points to feel the injuries in his body.

'Fire poison invasion?
This fire poison is so strange, it hurts the lungs and pollutes the soul. Is it really an outbreak of fire poison, and not a hidden attack by a cultivator?

A quarter of an hour later.

Putting away the Tianqing silk, Fang Yi shook his head and spoke amid the expectations of Nie Zhirou and several elders of the Nie family.

"Fellow Daoist Chengxuan was invaded by the fire poison, which damaged his lungs and internal organs, and he is now at the end of his strength.

If you want to cure it, there is only one way, which is to use the top-level second-level life-giving spiritual object to replenish the essence and remove the fire poison.

If combined with a life-extending elixir of at least the second rank, there is a chance of success. Otherwise, it will only take a month or two."

The elders of the Nie family looked at each other in confusion upon hearing this.

Finally, Nie Jia spoke cautiously.

"Master Fang, if you don't seek recovery, but only hope to hold on longer, is there...is there any other method?"

Nie Jia gritted his teeth and spoke.

“The Master also knows that since our Nie family lost our ancestral land in Baimujian, we are now struggling to survive in this immortal city.

If we lose the suppression of the Foundation Establishment Master, even with the Master's protection, I don't know how many jackals, tigers and leopards will target my Nie family's centuries-old foundation."

"You are quite direct. If you want to remove the fire poison, I can't do it without a spiritual object.

But if I just forcibly lock my life and prolong my life, I can delay it a little by using the Golden Needle Soul Sealing Technique. However, this will damage Daoist Chengxuan's soul, and I'm afraid it will hinder reincarnation."

A hoarse voice came out of Nie Chengxuan's mouth.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, please go ahead and make your move.

The theory of reincarnation is illusory. As the ancestor of the Nie family, I cannot let down the ancestors of the Nie family.
With a little more time, both Zhirou and Tianhua will be able to relax a little more."

Seeing his ancestor with a weak spirit and a haggard face, he still planned for the family.

Nie Zhirou and several elders of the Nie family all had red eyes. "It's us who are so incompetent that we actually let the ancestor's soul be destroyed."

"You are all at least at the high level of Qi training. You are either elders of my Nie family or foundation-building talents in the clan. Don't act like little girls.

I just hope that the Nie family can continue.

Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist Fang."

Seeing that Nie Chengxuan's life was coming to an end, Fang Yi did not miss any opportunity to recruit Nie Zhirou for the Nie family.

He didn't care.

After all, the Nie family is just a foundation-building family. Now that they have lost their ancestral land, the foundation-building ancestor of the family is also about to pass away.

The only cultivator who could prevent him from controlling the Nie family through Nie Zhirou was not here.

Fang Yi slapped the storage bag, and immediately thirty-six golden needles shot out from the bag.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng Xuan, please be patient for a moment."

His hands changed, and he made one seal after another. The golden needle magic weapon was infused with vitality and emitted a faint fragrance of plants.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

Shenmenxue

Large vertebral hole

Tianfu Point

Lingquan Point

One by one, golden needles were inserted into the acupuncture points all over Nie Chengxuan's body.

With each golden needle inserted, Nie Chengxuan's complexion became more rosy.

After all thirty-six golden needles were inserted into the acupuncture points, Nie Chengxuan's Qi had stabilized again, and was no weaker than that of an ordinary foundation-building cultivator.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves and finally used the technique of spring breeze and rain to slowly nourish the vitality.

Nie Chengxuan felt the remaining vitality that was blocked in himself, and his face showed amazement.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you are indeed a second-level spiritual doctor with profound medical skills. With this golden needle soul-sealing technique, I should be able to hold on for another two years."

"Fellow Daoist Nie, you're too polite."

Fang Yi thought about the many abnormal ice and fire poisons he had discovered while treating the monks in the past few days, and asked.

"Fellow Daoist Nie, I have a question for you. I hope you can explain it to me. What caused your fire poison?

It's so strange, it contaminates both the body and the soul. I've seen several kinds of spiritual poisons, but none are this potent."

"Fire poison!" Nie Chengxuan felt a little melancholy.

If he had not been injured by the fire poison, he would have been only one step away from the middle stage of foundation building.

With his remaining lifespan, it is possible for him to break through to the late stage of foundation building and become a great cultivator.

His lips moved several times, and finally he looked at Nie Zhirou.

“I don’t know anything about this fire poison either, I was just injured by a second-level fire-swallowing stork.

I have no idea why the poison is so potent."

Fang Yi saw this and realized that there must be a secret, but Nie Chengxuan was unwilling to tell him.

'Are you still thinking about the other foundation-building seed of the Nie family?
Well, as long as I control the Nie family, the secret will eventually fall into my hands.

"In that case, I won't bother Fellow Daoist Nie anymore."

"Well, thank you very much for your help, Fellow Daoist Fang. Zhirou, can you please see Fellow Daoist Fang off for me?"

Jiuchuan Alley.

As Fang Yi walked out of Xuanshan Courtyard, he saw a familiar-looking cultivator walking towards him.

"Sister Zhirou, a good dog should not block the road." Nie Tianhua was arrogant and his aura was intimidating.

"What? Brother Tianhua, you haven't even taken charge of the Nie family yet, but you think you're the head of the Nie family?

Good dog? Who has the talent to be a dog? My brother has the talent to practice, but if there is a chance of this talent to be a dog.

My Nie family has already produced a Foundation Establishment Master."

The two had already fallen out, and Nie Zhirou's words were vicious.

"Little girl, you have a sharp tongue!

I, the old man, will discipline you on behalf of Brother Chengxuan, so that you won’t become ignorant of the heavens and bring disaster upon our family.”

Behind Nie Tianhua, a foundation-building cultivator wearing a brocade robe and with silver hair draped over his shoulders spoke.

The pressure of the foundation-building technique continued to approach Nie Zhirou, and was about to lock her down.

After all, Nie Zhirou was only a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training, which was a world of difference from a cultivator at the foundation-building stage.

Just the aura of the Foundation Establishment Master was enough to make his silver teeth clench, unable to speak.

Nie Tianhua was quite proud of this, feeling that his hard work was worth it.

With the support of the Foundation Establishment Master and the clan elders leaning towards him, the Nie family is in his hands.

Seeing that Nie Zhirou had no power to fight back under the momentum of foundation building, but still gritted her teeth and persisted, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

"After several years of experience, my character has improved somewhat, so"

He glanced at Nie Tianhua out of the corner of his eye.

"Ninth level of Qi training, with a solid foundation, worthy of the Nie family's training."

Immediately, he also released the aura of his foundation-building skills, blocking the aura of the monk in brocade robes.

"Fellow Daoist Situ Zhong is a second-level spiritual doctor. It's shameful to bully the weak."

"Fellow Daoist Fang? I didn't see you here, please forgive me." Situ Zhong smiled jokingly, as if he didn't take Fang Yi seriously.

"Heh~" Fang Yi shook his head. Victory or defeat doesn't depend on words. "Zhirou, we can leave."

After the two men left, Nie Tianhua's face was calm, without any of the arrogance and domineering attitude he had just shown.

"Master Situ, you can see the background of my sister. And what about Master Fang Yi?"

"Your sister's cultivation is only at the eighth level of Qi training, which is far behind you.

Your ancestor is nearing the end of his life, and I want to know how to choose
but"

Situ Zhong's face was solemn.

"However, Fang Yi, the foundation-building cultivator, has an extraordinary foundation, with the essence of plants and trees gathered around him. His cultivation technique should be of high quality.
It should be consistent with the rumors in the Immortal City, and he has inherited the spiritual medicine."

Nie Tianhua breathed a sigh of relief. How could he not know that the Wei family was trying to use him?

But the ancestor is about to pass away, and he needs a master who has established a foundation to support him.

Even though he is hostile to Nie Zhirou, he has a different attitude towards Fang Yi.

Fang Yi had an agreement with the clan to provide protection for twenty years after the ancestor passed away. The ancestor had already informed him of this.

"Only when I establish my foundation can I truly transcend the chessboard." Fang Yi, from Xuanyang Mountain, the Wei Family of Changle Valley.
One day, I will be on equal footing with you.'

Nie Tianhua's eyes were deep, and he had made up his mind that once he had established his own foundation, he would give Nie Zhirou to Fang Yi as a slave.

The Wei family of Changle Valley has a deep foundation, but the sword master Shura Shengyi is also well-known.

As he was in charge of the Nie family, he naturally had to adapt to the changing circumstances in order to ensure stable development.

Baimu Garden.

In a quiet room.

Fang Yi sat cross-legged, inhaling and exhaling the dense spiritual energy. Seeing Gu Jiushang enter the quiet room, he spoke.

"Senior Brother Gu, I need to heal the monks from the Examination Pavilion, so I can't get away.

The ancestor of the Nie family is nearing the end of his life. You and Xiaoqi should go there tonight and find an opportunity to bring Nie Tianhua here.

I'm afraid Nie Zhirou is no match for him. It would be fine if she loses, but if Nie Tianhua is forced to build his foundation, it would be a bit tricky."

(End of this chapter)