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

Chapter 261 Elders' Care
Master Qingfeng smiled brightly.

"Junior brother, do you know who I am a disciple of?"

Seeing Fang Yi seemed to be lost in thought, Master Qingfeng continued to speak.

"Junior Brother Fang, it's not an exaggeration for you to call me Uncle Master.

My old name is Zuo Ziheng, and I practice the "Qingfeng Samadhi Method". My fellow disciples often call me Master Qingfeng.

I became a disciple of Master Huang Guangsheng sixty years ago and am the seventh disciple. I was secretly assigned by the sect to guard Fengling Fairy City.
Junior Brother Fang, who do you think I’ll choose if not you?

Luo Shengyi? Wei Jiuxiao?
Or maybe a money launderer."

Seeing Fang Yi's inexplicable astonishment, Zuo Ziheng's evil taste was satisfied, and he continued to speak.

"Junior Brother Fang, it would be fine if you were useless.

It is not easy for me to choose a useless person according to the order of the master of the sect.

But now that you have a strong character and are loyal to the sect, the benefits will naturally be digested internally by us.

Wei Jiuxiao? After Senior Brother Changle's death, he became a prominent figure in the Wei family.

Luo Shengyi also practices swordsmanship and has amazing combat power.

But so what?

"Master Fang, you and I are our own people."

"Is this protecting one's own shortcomings?"

Fang Yi felt a little weird.

He finally understood why Zuo Ziheng on the terrace had been looking at him kindly from time to time.

'In the Mingquan Sect, the elders who do not plot against the flesh and blood of their descendants are rare upright people.

How could such a gift come to your door? This Master Zuo is a person who is willing to help the younger generation.
The spiritual objects consumed in the Jindan Zhenren's decree are provided by the sect, which allows for a lot of room for maneuver.

Fang Yi suppressed the strangeness in his heart and bowed.

"Thank you, Uncle Zuo, for your kindness. I will definitely remember this."

"Yes." Zuo Ziheng's expression was calm. "I don't expect you to repay my kindness.

If it weren't for your junior brother's efforts to defeat Situ Zhong, Meng Yuanhai, and She Yuanding, three spiritual doctors of the same level, this opportunity would not have fallen into your hands.

The immortal way values ​​privacy. I only hope that if my nephew encounters a similar situation in the future, he will also help the younger generation."

"Thief, I'll remember this."

"In that case, I won't disturb your practice."

Zuo Ziheng flicked his sleeves, moved his feet a few times, and disappeared in Baimu Garden.

A faint voice echoed in Fang Yi's ears.

"Master Fang, remember this.

You just need to do your best to win over the lineage of Jiuqu Zhenren, because in the end it is the Zhenren from the sect who will have a conversation with him.

But please don't lose face for our Xuanyang Mountain lineage in front of the old lady from the Bishui Pavilion and the old ghost Geng from the Tiandaowu. "

After Master Qingfeng left, Fang Yi turned his gaze to the soul-sealing jade box on the stone table.

He pointed his index finger, and the jade talisman on the soul-sealing box spontaneously ignited without wind.

咔

咔

The two jade boxes were opened, and rich water spirit energy overflowed.

Looking at the two spiritual waters in the jade box, one gold and one red, Fang Yi's lips curled slightly.

"Two portions of second-level spiritual water!
As expected, in order to seek spiritual objects from heaven and earth, one still needs to rely on powerful forces like Xuanyang Mountain and Fengling Fairy City.

If I were to search alone, I don’t know how much hard work it would take.”

Fang Yi rolled up the spiritual light in his hand and put away the soul-sealing box.

Then he slapped the pet bag, and a topaz-colored light escaped, transforming into a silver-white little beast.

"Xiao Qi, take me to the underground secret room."

"Hmph! Hmph!" Qijie frowned, accusing Fang Yi of breaking his promise.

"Promise you to buy a new formation plate? Uh..."

Fang Yi's face froze. "Wait a little longer. Once I've refined the elixir, I'll have more money. I'll buy it for you then."

"Humph!!"

"I broke my promise? I even lied to my own pet?

Xiao Qi, please stop talking nonsense. This spiritual medicine business is done."

"Ah!"

Qijie sneered, then took out a fist-sized photo stone.

The demonic power surged, and the figure of a cultivator emerged on the photo stone.

At that time, Fang Yi said the same words in Xuanbao Garden in Yunzefang Market.

Fang Yi's mouth twitched slightly.

"Where did it come from?"

“Hmph! Hmph!!”

"Did Junior Brother Xu also give it to you?

"Xiao Qi, you are really... Seeing Junior Brother Xu being so bold, you want to pick on him alone. I wonder who you learned this from?"

Fang Yi shook the Xuanyang Order in his hand.

"You heard it just now, don't worry.

With the Xuan Yang Order and the support of a Jindan Master, with a little manipulation, the spirit stone won’t be a problem.”

"Hmph." Qijie swallowed a second-level beast-raising pill and squinted his eyes. He began to enjoy it.

“Junior Brother Xu really dotes on you.

How many beast-raising pills did I give you privately?

Fang Yi shook his head. His own pet knew how to break through its weaknesses.

"Okay, Xiaoqi, it's time for you to get down to business."

The silver-white little beast sighed helplessly, then accepted its fate and fled underground with Fang Yi.

After a while.

A ray of yellow jade-colored light landed in the cave under the quiet room.

Looking at the spiritual veins gurgling in front of him, Fang Yi activated his magic power, and the Ruin Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner appeared in his hand.

Then he waved his sleeves, and wisps of green auspicious clouds lifted him up.

Three rays of light emerged from the storage bag, and two soul-sealing jade boxes and a jade gourd magic weapon were suspended in front of him.

“I wonder how much the bitter cold plums can grow again with three portions of second-grade heaven and earth spirit water.

How much more withered water can be extracted?

Fang Yi used his magical power to activate the Ruin Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner in his hand.

Rich vitality gathered and entangled with the wood spiritual power, creating layers of green halos in the cave.

This causes grass and trees to grow and flowers to bloom in the caves.

"disease!"

He let out a light sigh, and the magic gestures in his hands changed, and one magic seal after another was cast into the treasure banner.

A shadowy figure of a demon god, wearing a crown of good fortune and a Yimu robe, descended from the banner, holding a verdant jade tripod. Within the tripod slowly rotated a white orb, a second-tier spiritual source orb extracted from the spiritual veins of Yunze Market.

The mist of spiritual energy dangled from the orb, continuously nourishing the third-level spiritual seed in the jade tripod, the bitter cold plum seedling.

The one-foot-tall seedlings, with lush green branches and leaves, greedily absorb the essence of the dense spiritual energy.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves.

Boom!
The jade tripod fell to the ground.

The jade tripod containing bitter cold plums fell on the spiritual vein in the cave.

The white jade-colored rhizomes grow, absorbing and exhaling the spiritual energy of the earth.

"Xiao Qi!" Fang Yi called out, and Qijie understood.

The earth spiritual power gathered, and rays of topaz-colored spiritual light flowed out from its silver-white fur, turning into a magical ban that isolated the cave from the outside world.

Seeing this, Fang Yi pointed his index finger and the green gourd magic weapon was raised.

The rustling sound of wind and water echoed in the cave.

The gourd magic weapon tilted slightly, and the green Huifeng Spring shimmered and gurgled, nourishing the third-level spirit seed in the jade tripod.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

The spiritual spring water keeps dripping, and the branches and leaves of the bitter cold plum tree are waving, and there seems to be a faint plum fragrance that is refreshing.

As the vast vitality nurtured in the spiritual spring was absorbed, ancient spiritual characters appeared on the spiritual plants, vaguely turning into a magical ban.

"Wood Refining Method?"

Fang Yi felt a little regretful. If only there was a third-level spiritual spring or third-level spiritual soil to nourish him at this time.

There is a chance to slowly refine this bitter cold plum into a magical instrument or even a magic weapon.

“Forget it, let’s condense the Dan-forming spiritual object, the Withered and Flourishing Water, first.

If there is an opportunity in the future, I will eventually be able to refine it into a magic weapon."

One drop, three drops, five drops
Ten drops, twenty drops, thirty-six drops
As a whole portion of Huifeng Lingshui was absorbed.

"crash"

The lush green branches and leaves of the bitter winter plum are waving, and white jade-colored buds are constantly emerging from the branches.

The spiritual buds grow and turn into branches and leaves.

Fang Yi was certain when he saw this.

"This time, it's much better than the last time I used spiritual water to nourish it."

He waved his sleeves, two rays of spiritual light shot out, and the two spirit-sealing boxes floating in the air were opened.

Two spiritual waters, one gold and one red, gurgled and turned into gurgling streams, falling down at the same time.

The dripping water nourishes the spiritual seed in the jade tripod.

The tender white jade buds stretched rapidly, constantly absorbing the essence from the two spiritual springs, one gold and one red.

The spiritual seeds grow.

one foot

One foot three
Two feet seven

Three feet!

He received three portions of vitality nourishment from the spiritual springs in succession.

The bitter cold plum tree grows to three feet tall, its lush green branches and leaves waving, its fragrance growing stronger, and the runes on its branches continuously connecting.
The spiritual energy in the cave is constantly being absorbed.

The spiritual source pearl glowed with white light, and the misty spiritual fog gushed out, enveloping the bitter cold plum.

Looking at the spiritual energy, the waving winter plum blossoms and the fragrance of plum blossoms, Fang Yi slapped his storage bag.

"But we can't delay too long, the Red Yuan Paste has not been refined yet. Uncle Zuo also needs to go visit a few people."

Several medium-grade wood spirit stones were sacrificed.

Then, spiritual light emerged from his fingertips, exploding the spiritual stones one by one, turning them into spiritual liquid that fell into the mist of spiritual energy.

One day later.

"crash"

The bitter cold plum gradually stopped absorbing spiritual energy.

Wisps of blue-gray spiritual mist began to emanate from the branches and leaves.

"I wonder how much material I'll have this time to refine the Dan-forming spirit item, the Withering and Flourishing Water."

Fang Yi's face was serious, and the magic power in his hands was flowing out as he practiced the "Book of Life and Death" with all his strength.

One after another, ancient seals were cast, landing on the green-gray spiritual mist.

The spiritual mist rolled and blurred, gradually gathering together and turning into spiritual liquid.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

After a while, the dense spiritual mist condensed and turned into drops of withering and flourishing water.

A jade goblet was raised to hold the withered and flourishing water.

Fang Yi continued to mobilize his magic power, and continuously injected ancient seals.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Drop after drop of withered and flourishing water condenses.

Half an hour later.

Fang Yi showed a look of joy, and with a flash of spiritual light, the Jade Jue magic weapon was sucked into his hand.

Looking at the blue and gray spiritual light flowing in the jade goblet.

"Fifteen drops of withering and flourishing water, plus the nine drops condensed earlier.

A full twenty-four drops of withering and flourishing water, only one-third left of the thirty-six drops required."

He pondered for a moment.

"In this way, as long as we collect two or three more portions of spiritual water to nourish the spiritual seeds, we can condense a portion of withering and flourishing water."

"call!"

He exhaled a breath of foul air, his face showing no sign of concealing his joy.

"There is hope for the formation of the pill. As expected, with the help of the power of Xuanyang Mountain, it is much faster than searching alone.
Next up is the matter of the Red Yuan Paste, so I'll need to visit Master Zuo again."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep.

"He is a Jindan seed, and he is also a Jindan True Person disciple. The resources he can mobilize are much stronger than those of Senior Sister Luo and Wei Jiuxiao.

We must seize the time, as the storm is coming and we need to accumulate more experience."

Half a day later.

Examination Pavilion.

Zuo Ziheng looked at his nephew in front of him and shook his head helplessly.

"Thank you, Uncle Zuo, for taking care of me. I will definitely remember this kindness."

"You are truly as shameless as your master."

(End of this chapter)