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

Chapter 256: The edict of forming an elixir
A corner of the terrace.

A handsome cultivator looked at Fang Yi walking towards Xuanyang Mountain under the guidance of a maid with a deep look in his eyes.

Wei Jiuxiao wore a Xiezhi crown on his head, a robe with cloud sleeves and gold thread trim, and was playing with a jade scepter in his hand, looking very noble.

He pointed his bony hand at the monks who had fallen from the terrace and spoke.

"Brother Qiong, did you suffer a loss at the hands of Fang Yi in Baimuyuan a few days ago?"

Wei Qiong smiled awkwardly, and in his heart he remembered Situ Zhong. "The old man accepted the benefits and informed my brother. He is really not a human being."

"Do you think it was Fellow Daoist Situ who told me?"

Wei Jiuxiao shook his head secretly. His cousin was very talented, but he had been raised under his wings since he was young.

After all, there is not enough practice, and if this continues, you will suffer a great loss.

"Brother Qiong, the entire Chiyuan Cave is under my control. I will know as soon as you and Xiaojiu return."

"So my brothers know everything."

Wei Qiong looked embarrassed. This was the first time he had suffered such a big loss since he established his foundation.

Wei Jiuxiao shook his head.

Although his cousin is very talented, he has little experience and still needs to be tempered.

"It's just a little setback, don't take it to heart.

But I will not interfere in this matter. Fang Yi is just an ordinary foundation-building cultivator.

His master, Xiao Changce of Yuping Peak, is also nearing the end of his life."

Seeing Wei Qiong's humble attitude, Wei Jiuxiao's tone changed and became extremely serious.

"He has no support, no weapons, and if Fellow Daoist Situ were to help him, you wouldn't be able to suppress him.
From that day forward, you can focus on your cultivation and not get involved in the affairs of the Examination Pavilion."

"Brother of the clan!"

Wei Qiong looked anxious.

Wei Jiuxiao is devoted to cultivation, and even if he is in charge of the Examination Hall, he will not waste his energy on miscellaneous tasks.

But for him, being in charge of the Examination Pavilion represents a huge resource for cultivation.

"Why? Do you have any objection to my decision?"

The magic power in Wei Jiuxiao's hands flowed, and he continued to refine the jade scepter magic weapon in his hand.

Seeing this, Wei Qiong hurriedly bowed and replied respectfully.

"My cousin wouldn't dare."

"Don't dare? No?

Fang Yi is just a minor case, the most important thing is Luo Shengyi.

Once I take control of the Examination Hall, the tide of change will turn and I'll be able to destroy it in a blink of an eye.
Now you can proceed without any worries."

In the center of the terrace, dozens of auspicious clouds hung in the air. They were a variety of colors, some large, some small, some blue, some purple, some red, and some gold.

The rising red sun, the gurgling clear water, and the five-colored sky sword
On each auspicious cloud, there is a different seal, and spiritual light flows endlessly.

Fang Yi, Gu Jiushang, and Fan Dacheng, along with the maid, landed on the auspicious cloud with the mark of the rising red sun.

Feel the solid touch under the boots and the misty spiritual fog around.

"A top-grade flying magic weapon?"

Fang Yi began to calculate faintly in his mind: a top-grade magic weapon is worth thousands of low-grade spirit stones.

Even though the places where other forces settled were not as good as Xuanyang Mountain, Bishui Pavilion and Tiandaowu, they were also of high quality.

There is only one family that has such power in Fenglingxian City.

True Man Jiuqu!

True Man Jiuqu is in charge of Fengling Fairy City and has set up a third-level formation.

He is one of the rare third-level formation masters in the Dayun cultivation world.

Even though Xuanyang Mountain, Bishui Pavilion, and Tiandaowu are powerful, they still have to give this third-level formation master some face.

'Bishui Pavilion and Tiandaowu are both top forces that are not inferior to Xuanyang Mountain.

There are more than a dozen of these, half of which are smaller, symbolizing the auspicious clouds of many foundation-building forces.

What exactly is the purpose of this Yuntai Dharma Assembly?

Fang Yi was thinking about the information he had received and the foundation-building forces at the Dharma Assembly.

'The most crucial news is missing
It's a pity that if he could take charge of the Examination Hall, as Xuanyang Mountain's representative in Xiancheng, he would be able to know the specific issues.

"Senior Brother Fang!"

A familiar voice interrupted Fang Yi's thoughts.

He looked towards the source of the sound and saw a foundation-building cultivator dressed in gold and jade, adorned with jewels and precious stones.

"Junior Brother Qian, aren't you guarding Senior Sister Luo? How do you have time to come here?"

Qian Chuanzi took a few steps to Fang Yi and gave instructions to the maid beside him.

"That's none of your business. This Master Fang Yi is a cultivator from Xuanyang Mountain, not a demon cultivator in disguise."

"Demon cultivator in disguise?"

Fang Yi thought about it, and in his storage bag, he had just refined a third of the human puppet Yin Bone Demon, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

'Are there other demonic cultivators in this Fengling Immortal City?

The one who could make Jiuqu Zhenren's lineage send out the Wind Spirit Guards to patrol the test platform must be at least a magic cultivator who has condensed the golden elixir.

Seeing the maid leave and Fang Yi looking puzzled, Qian Chuanzi began to explain.

"Brother Fang has been so absorbed in his cultivation that he probably didn't realize that the Yunze Market, which our sect manages, was attacked by a fake Dan Zhenren from the White Bone Sect.

Now the spiritual source orb nurtured by the spiritual vein of the market town has been taken away by the old demon.

Senior Sister Baihua, who was in charge of the market, fought desperately and only managed to save 60% of the spiritual objects in the market.
Fengling Fairy City is doing this to prevent that old demon from taking advantage of the situation."

"Sixty percent spiritual object?" Fang Yi's mouth twitched slightly.

In order to avoid complications, he did not touch the spiritual object in Yunze Market at all.

This Master Baihua is really a ruthless character.

"Junior Brother Qian, as far as I know, Senior Sister Baihua, who is in charge of Yunze Market, has a high level of cultivation.

But after all, he is just a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

Even with the help of the Yunze Market Formation, how can we fight against the Fake Dan Master?"

Seeing Fang Yi's shocked expression, Qian Chuanzi continued speaking with admiration in his eyes.

“I heard it was the old demon from the White Bone Sect. He was injured by True Man Jiuhan sixty years ago, and his cultivation fell to the Foundation Establishment stage.

But even so, Senior Sister Baihua paid a heavy price.

Senior Sister Baihua's life-saving magic weapon was severely damaged. In addition, two other high-grade magic weapons were destroyed by that old demon."

"My life-saving magic weapon was severely damaged, and two high-grade magic weapons were destroyed. Only 60% of the spiritual objects for worship in the sect are preserved."

Fang Yi thought about his own fight with Master Baihua, and how he didn't get hurt at all.

he murmured.

"She's so cruel!"

"Yes, that old demon is really cruel. He was severely injured by Master Jiuhan.

The old demon from the White Bone Sect actually dared to attack Yunze Market. He is really..."

When Qian Chuanzi saw a green light falling, he stopped talking and pulled Fang Yi towards the direction of the light.

"Brother Fang, the one in the escaping light is Master Qingfeng."

It is only one step away from the late stage of foundation building.
This time, the Chenglu Terrace Dharma Assembly is held on Xuanyang Mountain, so please remember to be courteous and don't be careless.

Hearing Qian Chuanzi's secret voice, Fang Yi nodded slightly to indicate that he understood.

After counting the interest.

Qian Chuanzi brought Fang Yi to Master Qingfeng.

The two men bowed. "Greetings, Senior Brother Qingfeng."

"Ok!"

Master Qingfeng was wearing a plain white robe embroidered with several red-crowned cranes.

Even without activating magic power, there is a light breeze blowing around the body.

He was smiling and looked quite kind.

"Junior Brother Qian, I haven't seen you for a long time.

I know you well. But this Junior Brother Fang, I’m meeting him for the first time, so why don’t you introduce him to me?”

"Greetings, Senior Brother Qingfeng. May you have a long and prosperous life."

Fang Yi bowed slightly, feeling the imposing aura of Master Qingfeng.

'Not a match.

What a solid foundation and what powerful magic power.

This Master Qingfeng is worthy of the title of the strongest cultivator in the Kaogong Pavilion.

Even though Luo Shengyi, as a sword cultivator, has amazing killing power, Wei Jiuxiao has the support of a powerful foundation-building clan.

As long as Master Qingfeng remained in power, he would be firmly suppressed and dare not even think about the position of Master of the Examination Pavilion. Fang Yi estimated that if Master Qingfeng wanted to take action, he could single-handedly slaughter all five or six Foundation Establishment cultivators on the auspicious cloud.

'Sure enough, the Jindan Zhenren in the sect had some considerations.

Although it is estimated that Jiuqu Zhenren, a third-level formation master, will not send a great cultivator in the late foundation building stage.

But with Master Qingfeng's foundation, if he had another top-grade magic weapon.

Even for a great cultivator in the late foundation building stage, one has to fight to know.'

Master Qingfeng stroked his long beard and spoke with a smile.

"Junior Brother Fang is indeed a man of great talent. He is proficient in the art of spiritual medicine at such a young age."

"Brother Qingfeng is wrong."

"Brother Qingfeng has a keen eye. He said you're a good doctor. Brother Fang, just bear with it."

As three beams of light fell, a cold voice interrupted Fang Yi's words.

Wei Jiuxiao wore a Xiezhi crown and a robe with cloud sleeves and a gold-threaded edge.

His clothes fluttered, and he held a jade scepter as a magical instrument in his hand. He walked out of the escape light with an imposing air of nobility.

Without paying any attention to Fang Yi, Wei Jiuxiao walked straight to Master Qingfeng and bowed.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Qingfeng! May your immortal journey be bright and successful, and may you soon break free from the Mirror."

"Haha, it's Junior Brother Jiuxiao, come and sit with us."

Qingfeng's eyes paused slightly at the jade scepter magic weapon in Wei Jiuxiao's hand.

Then he shook his sleeves, and several cloud beds rose from the auspicious clouds under his feet.

Seeing everyone sitting down, his face brightened.

"Now that everyone is here, I'll take advantage of my age and seniority for once.

I’m sure you fellow disciples are very curious about this Chenglu Terrace Dharma Assembly.

This terrace has not been in use for sixty years. Why did it suddenly become like this today?

I don’t know that Xuanyang Mountain, Bishui Pavilion, and Tiandaowu have all been invited.”

Playing with the jade scepter in his hand, Wei Jiuxiao seemed to be lost in thought.

"Brother Qingfeng, is there something wrong on the front line of the beast tide?"

A hint of admiration flashed in Master Qingfeng's eyes, and he did not hide anything and spoke directly to the point.

“Yes and no.

Although the Beast Dynasty is dangerous, the blood and flesh of the cultivators from the small foundation-building families are consumed.

Adding the outer disciples to the mix, the situation is already basically stable."

His eyes were cold, and he didn't care at all about the beast tide front. Countless monks were swallowed by this mire of flesh and blood.

“This time, the Jiuqu True Man lineage has invited three sects and many foundation-building families to come.

It's about counterattacking the beast tide."

"Counterattack?"

The monks on the cloud bed looked at each other in bewilderment. The beast tide of this six-year period was still at its peak.

"Brother Qingfeng, is this true?"

Thinking about the information controlled by the Wei family, Wei Jiuxiao's handsome face was tightly furrowed.

“The Jiazi beast tide has slowed down somewhat now.

However, the Jindan Zhenren in the sect, Bishui Pavilion and Tiandaowu were also restrained.

If we take action now, I'm afraid the gains will outweigh the losses."

"Don't worry. Don't worry."

Master Qingfeng prepared a set of tea sets, pointed his index finger, and a real fire wrapped around the jade pot.

"Gulu gulu."

As the spiritual spring water in the jade pot boils, the boiling hot spiritual spring water flows out and brews the spiritual tea in the jade cup.

Cups of spiritual tea fell in front of the foundation-building masters.

Amidst the lingering aroma of tea, Master Qingfeng continued to speak.

"The Jindan Master in our sect has already agreed, but not now.

After the outcome of the battle with the monks from Nanli Kingdom is decided, we will dispatch monks here.

This time, it was just a descendant of Jiuqu Zhenren who was laying the foundation for his Taoism.

I came here to preside over this Chengluo Terrace Dharma Assembly and show my face.”

The several people who were building their foundation on the cloud bed relaxed, and Master Qingfeng spoke in a serious tone.

"However, this time you must put down the arrogance of Bishui Pavilion and Tiandaowu.

The sect's master has decreed that this time you must win, not lose."

Master Qingfeng's immense pressure was locked upon several cultivators present.

"Junior Brother Jiuxiao, Junior Brother Qian, and Junior Brother Fang, I know that you are vying for the position of Pavilion Master of the Examination Pavilion.

However, if we lose this time.

True Man Jiuhan has decreed that all of you be transferred to the demon battlefield to gain some experience.

The position of the Head of the Examination Pavilion will be filled by someone else from within the sect."

Master Qingfeng saw that everyone looked solemn, and suddenly he smiled.

"Don't worry, since this Dharma Assembly is held in the name of spiritual medicine, it will naturally focus on the principles of spiritual medicine.

It just so happens that many cultivators on the front lines of the beast tide have been infected by the cold poison, so today’s competition will focus on curing the cold poison.”

Master Qingfeng paused and looked towards the south of Chenglu Terrace.

"Hey, the real master has appeared."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A dull drum beat sounded.

On the terrace, many auspicious clouds rolled and gathered together, finally becoming one.

The strength and weakness are determined by momentum, and they are arranged in a stepped manner.

Fang Yi raised his head and saw a green spiritual cloud breaking through the sky from the horizon.

The spiritual clouds are shining with rosy rays of light, and golden flowers are falling.

In just a few breaths, the spiritual cloud carrying dozens of cultivators landed in the center of the terrace.

The spiritual cloud turned into a cloud bed three meters in size.

On the cloud bed.

A monk with a young appearance, wearing a black lotus crown, a royal blue wide sleeve with cloud pattern, and holding a silver whisk in his hand.

He bowed slightly and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Greetings, fellow Taoists. I am Master's seventh disciple, Xia Zhengbai.

I will preside over this Yuntai Dharma Assembly. If there are any shortcomings, I hope fellow Taoists will bear with me."

After saying this, he shook the whisk in his hand, and rays of silver light shot out.

Soon, dozens of frozen monks appeared in the middle of the platform.

'This is? ’

The cold air spread out, feeling the fluctuating energy of the cultivator in the ice.

Fang Yi frowned slightly.

"What a strange aura, what a sinister cold poison."

Xia Zhengbai saw that the monks on the cloud bed all had solemn expressions on their faces, so he continued to speak.

“Half a month ago, this fellow Daoist trapped in the ice was attacked by a cold poison.

I wonder if you fellow Taoists can remove the cold poison."

Master Qingfeng looked at Wei Jiuxiao, then glanced at Fang Yi, and was about to speak.

Wei Jiuxiao signaled with his eyes, and Wei Qiong understood.

He took a step forward, came in front of Master Qingfeng, bowed, and spoke first.

"Brother Qingfeng, the matter of removing the cold poison involves the decree of the Jindan Zhenren.

We should be more cautious. It just so happens that Fellow Daoist Situ has been invited by me and is also on the Cheng Terrace. Why not ask him to help us?"

"This"

Master Qingfeng naturally knew about the dispute between the Wei family and Luo Shengyi.

He didn't care about this, but he attached great importance to the edicts of the Jindan Zhenren in the sect.

These are two foundation-building masters who have already walked out of Bishui Pavilion and Tiandaowu.

"I am Meng Yuanhai from the Bishui Pavilion and am willing to give it a try."

"I am She Yuanding from Tiandaowu and am willing to give it a try."

(End of this chapter)