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

Chapter 275 Soul Search, Ancient Secrets

The branches of the bitter cold plum tree fluttered, and wisps of misty spiritual energy were absorbed and exhaled by them, creating layers of green halos.

A soul bead appeared in Fang Yi's hand, and Situ Zhong's shadow was faintly visible in it.

The magic power in his hands surged and the soul of a Yinyan dragon slowly emerged.

The Yinyan Jiao shook its head and tail, and a green ghost fire emerged from its mouth, wrapping the soul bead and burning it continuously.

"Ah!! Ah!!!"

The face of Situ Zhong's soul in the soul orb was distorted, in extreme pain, and screaming continuously.

"Fang Yi, you shameless villain, I will never give you the secret method even if I die."

"Heh!" Fang Yi smiled coldly.

He never thought that he would obtain the wood refining method for offering sacrifice to the Life-giving Treasure Tree from Situ Chong.

But the soul has fallen into the hands of this old demon, and Situ Chong still wants to hide the secret?

With a slight movement of his mind, the Yinyan Jiao Soul put away the ghost fire.

Immediately, with a light tap of his fingertips, a trace of the bitter cold plum's pure vitality was borrowed.

The vitality turns into spiritual fluid.

"Tick!"

The vital spirit liquid dripped onto the dark green soul bead, and the two blended seamlessly.

Situ Chong's soul, which had been weakened by the soul refining, had recovered somewhat visibly.

"Oh~~~"

Situ Zhong groaned.

Although he was alert in his heart, his soul was in the hands of others and he had no power to resist.

Seeing that the vitality liquid was completely refined, Fang Yi's mind moved, and the Yin Yan Jiao once again swallowed and spit out ghost fire, continuously burning and refining the soul bead.

"what!!!!"

A familiar scream came from the soul bead, and Situ Zhong's soul continued to weaken.

Seven days later.

The soul in the soul orb was listless and had a dull expression.

"It worked. All my hard work was worth it."

Fang Yi looked at Situ Chong's soul, which had completely lost its mind, and nodded with satisfaction.

He never thought that he would learn the wood refining method for refining the vitality treasure from Situ Zhong.

He and Situ Chong were mortal enemies, and even if he was willing to speak, he would not believe it.

But both of them are foundation-building cultivators.

Even if Fang Yi's spiritual foundation is deeper, it is difficult for him to obtain the complete skills by performing the soul-searching method.

After practicing for hundreds of years in two lifetimes, his accumulation of knowledge in the way of spiritual medicine is not as good as that in the way of puppetry, but he also has some secret methods.

The vitality condensed by the third-level spiritual seeds such as the bitter cold plum is a rare treasure that can nourish the soul.

But Fang Yi has never used this vitality to nourish his soul, and there must be a reason for that.

One is that a small amount of vital force is useless.

Intercepting a large amount of vital energy will damage the origin of the bitter cold plum, which is still a seedling, and affect its future growth.

The second is that medicine is three parts poisonous, and there is only a fine line between medicine and poison.

Although the vitality condensed by the third-level spirit seed can nourish the soul, if it cannot be refined, it can also turn the soul into wood.

A small amount of swallowing and exhaling nourishes the soul.

Large amounts of integration can easily make the soul rigid and assimilated by the force of vitality, like an ancient tree without wisdom.

This is exactly what happened to Situ Chong. His soul was constantly burned by ghost fire and damaged.

Afterwards, even though he knew that this vitality was harmful, his soul instinctively could not suppress it.

If you don't refine it, you will die immediately; if you refine it later, you will die.

All of this happened from the moment Situ Chong died and his soul was captured, leaving him with no other choice.

"Months of hard work and dozens of trials have finally paid off.

Let me see how your wood refining method differs from the secret method recorded in the 'Book of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing'."

Fang Yi's spiritual power surged out and continuously poured into the dark green soul bead in his hand.

"Secret of the Soul Path: Small Soul Searching Technique."

Situ Zhong's soul was rigid and he had long lost his mind. Facing the small soul-searching technique, he had no power to resist at all.

His memory is completely defenseless, like an ownerless book that can be flipped through at will.

An hour later.

Fang Yi showed a happy expression, he had gained a lot.

"'Danqingzi's Commentary: The Miraculous Method of Yimu Refining Treasures', a secret method left behind by the Qingdi Palace, one of the ten ancient sects.

I never thought that Situ Chong would have such an opportunity.

Although it is only a fragment, it is enough for me to refine a protective magic weapon or even a magic treasure."

Thinking of the "Blue Lotus Treasure Color Sutra" that Qin Yu presented to him when he became his disciple, Fang Yi's heart was filled with emotion.

“Although my current life magic weapon is a top-grade magic weapon, it is not a magic weapon specialized in defense.

Although the Lingsang Brocade Robe is a top-grade magical weapon, its defensive power is only average among items of the same level.

If one could use the wood refining method in "Danqingzi's Theory: Yimu's Wonderful Method of Refining Treasures", one could refine a blue lotus flag.

Even if it is just a top-grade magic weapon, the magic prohibitions are exquisite and sufficient to be used until the formation of the elixir.

What's more, the wood refining method can preserve a trace of vitality of the spiritual material and make the refining process simple.

There is also hope for a magic weapon later on."

Fang Yisi's face turned bitter when he thought about the main material for refining the Qinglian Baose Flag.

For the second-level lotus spiritual root, if you want to have a magic weapon in the future, it is best to use the third-level spiritual seed for cultivation.

"Never mind. Lotus spirit seeds are rare to begin with, and they are of the third grade.

After I take charge of the Examination Hall, I will see if I can retrieve it from the sect. Now is the time to come out."

Fang Yi looked at the bitter cold plum that was absorbing and exhaling the misty spiritual energy, and knew that if he used this third-level spiritual seed for sacrifice.

It doesn't take much effort to refine a top-grade magical weapon, the Hanmei Treasure Tree.

But this spiritual seed involves the spiritual object of Dan-forming, the withering and flourishing water.

Although it is recorded in "Danqingzi Says: The Wonderful Method of Yimu's Refining of Treasures" that the vitality of spiritual plants can be preserved, he will never take risks with the bitter cold plum.

The spiritual objects that can form elixirs are so rare. If the bitter cold plum is damaged, it will cut off the path to enlightenment.

“First, find other spiritual objects and give them a try.

"We'll consider other matters after the Azure Lotus Treasure Flag is fully refined and the Withering and Flourishing Water is obtained." Fang Yi shot out a spiritual light, which landed in a white jade spiritual pool not far from the Bitter Cold Plum.

There are yellow-brown spiritual patterns engraved on the spiritual pool, and the water in the pool is sparkling.

A majestic and mighty green-tusked elephant treading on the ground was immersed in it, nourished by the vitality of the spiritual spring in the pool.

Seeing that Qingya's flesh and blood were slowly recovering under the nourishment of Kurong's magic power, Fang Yi sighed slightly.

“There are too many good things and not enough financial resources to keep up.

Even if fellow Daoist Situ Chong sacrificed himself for others, after the harvest was sacrificed and refined into the corpse, there would be very little left.

It will take some time to refine this Green Fanged Earth-Trampling Elephant into a Spirit Puppet."

In a quiet room.

Qijie squinted his eyes, lying on a auspicious cloud condensed from earth spiritual energy, sensing the surrounding energy.

Seeing that no one was disturbing him, he turned over lazily.

Immediately, he took out a piece of spiritual cake cooked by Gu Jiushang from his storage bag and licked it with relish.

This spiritual cake not only nourishes the body, but its taste is also deeply loved by people.

"Humph?"

Seeing Fang Yi stepping out from the withered and flourishing banner of the Ruins Realm, Qijie swallowed the spirit cake in one gulp.

Then a demonic consciousness came out.

"Qin Yu wants to see me for something? He's been waiting outside the garden for an hour."

Fang Yi paused for a moment, a guess in his mind. "Has the Wei family taken action? They are indeed anxious."
Xiao Qi, pack up and ask Senior Brother Gu to bring Qin Yu in."

"Hmph!" The silver-white little beast put away the Wu Earth Treasure Gourd, turned into a topaz light, and fled out of the quiet room.

After a stick of incense.

Gu Jiushang, leaning on a wooden crutch, led Qin Yu into the secret room.

Qin Yu bowed and saluted with a respectful tone.

"Qin Yu greets Master. I'm sorry to interrupt your practice, but I have something important to report.

Master has a keen eye. Chen Miao has evil intentions, but thanks to Master’s great kindness, he is protected by the Spiritual Medical Clinic.

But now it has colluded with outsiders.

I’m afraid that everything that happened in the museum has been leaked.”

"Oh?" A hint of interest appeared in Fang Yi's eyes.

"Didn't I tell you to stay at Zizhu Garden and not go out? How did you know that Chen Miao was colluding with outsiders?"

"Master, although Chen Miao's cultivation is slightly higher than yours, he is only a mid-level Qi training cultivator.

And as far as I know, he was also born in the secular world, without the protection of a teacher or the support of a family.

But in the past half month, Chen Miao has left the Spiritual Medical Clinic several times, and every time he returns, he is always smiling."

Qin Yu paused slightly, and seeing Fang Yi smiling and with encouragement in his eyes, he continued speaking.

"In just one month, Chen Miao's robes had been replaced with mid-grade magical instruments.

The jade pendant he wears is also a good auxiliary tool.

The disciple therefore became suspicious and deliberately confronted him to test his abilities.

A mid-grade magical weapon! He took out another mid-grade magical weapon from his storage bag.
In just half a month, his wealth and wealth increased several times. The master had previously informed Uncle Luo about the dispute with the Wei family of Changle Valley.

My disciples speculate that he must have taken refuge with the Wei family to gain this benefit."

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There was silence in the quiet room. Fang Yi looked at him with admiration and spoke in a leisurely tone.

"Yes, Qin Yu, you did a great job on this matter. You are very perceptive and have both courage and strategy.

Senior Sister Luo Shengyi came out of seclusion to show her presence, and now Senior Uncle Qingfeng has also stepped down as the head of the Examination Pavilion.

Wei Jiuxiao will certainly instigate your uncle Yu Xing to take action, thereby hindering my progress."

"Master, do you want me to capture Chen Miao and prevent outsiders from interfering?"

Qin Yu's tone was cold.

During his time at Zizhuxuan, he not only had spiritual medicine to nourish himself, but also a monthly salary of spiritual stones.

There are also foundation-building teachers and uncle-masters to guide your cultivation.

In this case, how could he be willing to let others destroy it?

In just less than half a year, he gained friendship with his teachers, his cultivation level increased, and his spiritual medical skills also broke through to the first-level intermediate level.

He already has a great sense of belonging to Fang Yi.

Looking at the admiring look in Qin Yu's eyes, Fang Yi's heart moved slightly, and he immediately taught.

"Even without Chen Miao, we still have Zhang Miao and Wang Miao.
Qin Yu, my disciple, you continue to keep an eye on Chen Miao, and then take charge of all matters at the Spiritual Medical Clinic."

After a moment of hesitation, he looked at Qin Yu deeply.

"Seven days later, I will invite all my friends to hold a disciple-taking ceremony.

"I'll accept you as my true disciple, Qin Yu, are you willing?"

"Yes!" Qin Yu's face showed ecstasy and he agreed without hesitation.

"Yes! Yes! Disciple is willing!!"

Fang Yi waved his hand, his face serious.

“Do you know what you have to endure when I accept you as my only disciple?

The hostility of the foundation-building masters, the calculations of the Wei family monks. Even the monks in the hall will be jealous of you.
If you don't want to, I won't hold this disciple-taking ceremony, but you will still be my true disciple."

"Disciple is willing to share Master's worries." Qin Yu bowed deeply and spoke in a serious tone.

"Once a teacher, always a father. Master saved my life, protected my safety, and guided my cultivation.

It's just a little hostility, I am not afraid.

Besides, it is not reasonable for the master to fight in front while the disciples enjoy themselves behind him.

If Master has something to do, disciples will do the hard work."

Seeing this, Fang Yi curled his lips slightly, then made a hand seal, and the soul-calming sound came out of his mouth.

"Qin Yu, what you just said, are you sincere?"

The sound of muffled thunder echoed in the quiet room, shaking Qin Yu's mind.

Qin Yu's face was childish, but his tone was extremely firm.

"Every word is true. If there is even one word that needs to be said, I am willing to be haunted by my inner demons and not make any progress in my cultivation."

(End of this chapter)