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

Chapter 295 Misunderstanding, Golden Bone Taoist Body

Rich water spirit energy and green wood vitality echoed in the cave, and the two portions of spiritual water were quickly 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 tender branches.

Fang Yi understood after seeing this.

"Compared to the last time I nourished myself with spiritual water, adding the second-grade mid-grade cold stone spiritual water is enough to replenish a portion of withering water.
So, there might be a little more.
As expected, building a reputation and using the power of the sect to collect spiritual objects is the right way.

If I were to act alone, even for a Foundation Establishment cultivator, it would be a question whether I could collect even 50% of this spiritual water."

He waved his sleeves and a ray of light shot out.

The last gourd magic weapon suspended in the air tilted.

The azure spiritual water with a hint of chillness flows gently, turning into gurgling streams.

The white jade buds stretch rapidly, continuously absorbing the essence of the spiritual spring.

Ancient trees grow.

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

The bitter winter plum grows up to ten feet tall, with a trunk winding like a dragon and lush green branches and leaves waving.

Wisps of white light bloomed, the fragrance of plum blossoms became stronger, and new spiritual patterns continued to evolve on the branches.

The strong roots penetrate deep into the spiritual veins, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy therein.

Half an hour later.

"crash"

The bitter cold plum gradually stopped absorbing spiritual energy.

Threads of blue-gray spiritual mist evolved into changes of withering and flourishing, and began to overflow from the branches.

“After hard planning, the results finally came.

Later, when striving for the Core Formation stage, you will need at least one Core Formation spiritual object to help you."

Fang Yi's face was serious, and the magic power in his hands was flowing in and out, and he was practicing the secret method recorded in the "Book of Life and Death".

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

The spiritual mist rolled and blurred, gradually gathered and turned into spiritual liquid.

"Tick!"

The dense spiritual mist condensed, transforming into drops of withering and flourishing water. A jade goblet was raised to contain the withering and flourishing water.

Cold Stone Mountain.

The silvery moonlight fell, illuminating a dilapidated courtyard.

In the garden, Huo Zhao had a tense expression on his face, he was wearing linen clothes, and the magic gestures in his hands were changing.

In a large bronze cauldron in front of him, emerald green spiritual liquid was bubbling.

"Pfft!"

As a first-grade, low-quality ginseng fell into the cauldron, a burnt smell emanated.

Seeing this, Huo Zhao's expression tightened and he took a few steps forward.

Take out the gray-black medicinal residue from the cauldron, let the spiritual light flow through your nose, and carefully feel the changes in the medicinal properties.

"The Xiaolin ginseng is a bit weak. It's a pity that my energy has dissipated."

He took out a large shovel and shoveled out the gray-black medicinal residue in the cauldron.

After a stick of incense.

Huo Zhao held a wolf-hair brush and recorded his thoughts on a thick book.

"What a pity! Even if Old Sun is willing to teach me everything he knows, he is still only a mid-level first-class spiritual doctor."

He looked at the corner of the courtyard, where dozens of books recording the experience of alchemy were piled up, and sighed slightly in his heart.

“I am born with a weak body, and my meridians are thin and weak.

Even though they both have mid-grade spiritual roots, their speed in refining spiritual energy is only half that of cultivators of the same aptitude."

"Oh? I never thought you, Sun Zhao, had such talent?"

"who!"

A voice sounded in his ears, Sun Zhao's face changed, and several talismans appeared in his hand.

"My Hanshishan Sun family is a large foundation-building family, with several foundation-building ancestors in charge.

You scoundrels, why don't you retreat!"

"I am somewhat alert, but unfortunately I have a congenital defect."

Sun Yan slowly showed up, his aura as a foundation-building master clearly revealed.

"Why, you don't even recognize me, Ancestor?"

"Ancestor Sun Yan?

Disciple Sun Zhao greets the ancestor. "

Sun Zhao looked respectful and bowed in worship, but his mind was racing.

'I am just a cultivator in the early stage of Qi training, why would the ancestor come here?
Is it for my mother?

"Get up, you are quite alert."

Sun Yan looked at Sun Zhao's handsome face and felt a little strange in his heart.

"I came here this time to tell you something. There is an important matter in the clan that needs your attention.

Do you know about Master Fang Yifang?"

"I have met you a few times."

Sun Zhao was extremely alert.

A major event in the clan?

If it was a good thing, why would it be the turn of this bastard of unknown origin?
He knew in his heart that if he still had the qualifications of a mid-grade spiritual root, he would be able to practice normally.

The tribe will still take care of you.

However, his body is flawed, his innate meridians are weak, and his cultivation speed is slow.

Even cultivators with lower-grade spiritual roots are better than him.

But in front of the Foundation Establishment Master, he was just a cultivator in the early stage of Qi training and had no power to resist.

With bitterness in his heart, he pointed at the talisman in his hand and tried hard to pull at the tiger skin.

"I have met Master Fang once before, and this talisman was given to me by him."

Sun Yan took off a storage bag from his waist and threw it over.

His tone was calm.

"Inside this storage bag are the newly refined robes and jade crowns made by the embroiderer of our clan.

Put on this robe and go with me.

Master Fang Yi has taken a liking to you, so please serve him carefully from now on. Your lack of innate essence is not impossible to make up for."

"Serve?"

Huo Zhao's face froze, somewhat incredulous.

He carefully took the storage bag and probed his spiritual sense into the bag.

In the storage bag, besides a few gorgeous robes and jade crowns, there were also some strange and erotic tools.

"Grandmaster, can I serve you?" Looking at Huo Zhao who was stuttering and wanted to cry but had no tears, Sun Yan shook his head slightly with a hint of regret.

"Yes, it's you.

Being noticed by Master Fang Yi is your great opportunity and also a great event in the clan.

If so, if you want your mother to be well, please don't let Master Fang spoil her mood."

Sun Yan's face was cold. He wouldn't have taken this trip just for a cauldron if it hadn't involved Fang Yi.

Half a day later.

In the small bamboo courtyard, inside the practice room.

Looking at Huo Zhao, who was wearing a green jade crown and a light blue robe with gold edges, he had a handsome face but his whole body was extremely stiff and full of vigilance.

Fang Yi looked strange.

He took a step forward, wanting to diagnose or treat something.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

Huo Zhao quickly retreated five or six steps, leaning his back against the gray stone wall, shivering slightly.

"Senior, I have no interest in being a traitor. Please spare me."

"Hmm? Long Yang's love??? Who ruined my reputation?!!!"

Fang Yi thought about his conversation with Sun Yan some time ago, and a murderous aura filled his body.

"It's Sun Yan!! What did he tell you?"

“Senior Fang, the ancestor asked me to wash up and come to serve.

Don't ruin the senior's mood."

Seeing Fang Yi bursting into anger, there was a faint murderous aura around him and his momentum was terrifying.

Huo Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. There seemed to be a misunderstanding, and his integrity seemed to be preserved.

A quarter of an hour later.

After listening to Huo Zhao's explanation, which was like a vigilant little beast, Fang Yi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

“This is so”

With Huo Zhao on his guard, he raised the cloud smoke pot, and white smoke rolled up, isolating the inside and outside of the quiet room.

He opened his mouth to explain.

"Sun Zhao? Your original name should be Huo Zhao, right?

Your father works for me, and I see that he has excellent aptitude, so I'd like to take you in as my disciple.

Are you willing? "

"Senior is joking."

Huo Zhao's heart, which had been at ease, was lifted up again, and he shrank into the corner.

“My spirit roots are only of the middle grade, and my innate essence is lacking.

How could I be favored by the seniors?"

Looking at Huo Zhao who was becoming more and more vigilant, Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

Knowing that one has preconceived ideas, it is difficult to convince others no matter what one says.

He didn't say much, but flicked his sleeves and a ray of light swept Huo Zhao in front of him.

"Senior!! Spare my life!"

"Shut up!"

Fang Yi's face turned dark blue. If it weren't for the fact that Huo Zhao had excellent aptitude for physical training and was born with a set of golden bones.

I should have slapped this noisy thing to death long ago.

He slapped his storage bag and a jade bottle fell into his hand.

The jade bottle tilted, and a Sanyuan Body-Casting Pill the size of a longan fell into his hand.

The magic power in his hand surged and turned into a green cauldron.

The scarlet pill rolled in the cauldron and turned into wisps of spiritual smoke.

"Look carefully, Huo Zhao! This Sanyuan Body-Building Pill is more valuable than your life!
And your father, Huo Weitao, is an outer disciple of Xuanyang Mountain and now works under me.

Your physical training aptitude is excellent, but it is just that you are born weak, which is not irreparable."

Scarlet spiritual smoke rose up and merged into Huo Zhao's limbs and bones.

Feeling the warmth all over his body, his struggling movements stopped and his face turned red, realizing that he had misunderstood.

"Senior, I was wrong. Please let me down."

"Ah!"

Looking at the young monk floating in the air, Fang Yi smiled coldly and then cast a spell with his fingertips.

The green withering magic power and the scarlet spiritual smoke constantly cleanse the monk's body.

"It's too late. I have already transformed this Three Yuan Body-Building Pill into spiritual fragrance using my secret method.

This second-level elixir is hard to come by, so enjoy it."

“Ah! Ah! Ahhh!!!”

A pain like drilling into the bones came from his bones. Huo Zhao gritted his teeth and endured it at first.

After that, he couldn't bear it any longer and screamed.

Fang Yi had a blank expression on his face when he saw this. After practicing for hundreds of years in two lifetimes, this was the first time he had been slandered like this.

The hand gestures on his hands, with distinct joints, changed continuously, urging Ku Rong's magical power to cleanse Huo Zhao's body.

After a stick of incense

Strands of golden light emerged from Huo Zhao's bones.

Fang Yi's face became serious, and golden light flashed in his eyes.

"It's indeed the Innate Golden Bone Dao Body. One of the best Innate Spiritual Bodies."

If it is fully nurtured, it will be an innate body of gold bones and jade muscles. There will be no obstacles before the third level of body refining.

Fang Yi's magic power was flowing in and out, feeling the changes in his golden bone Taoist body under the nourishment of Ku Rong's magic power and Sanyuan Body Casting Pill.

"That's good. Exploring the Golden Bone Dao Body will gradually complete it. It will also help me achieve a breakthrough in my physical cultivation."

Unlike the cultivators who cultivate Qi, the cultivators who cultivate the body advance to the third stage, which is to temper their bones and muscles.

With the guidance of a congenital golden bone Taoist body, Fang Yi's body refining speed can be increased by several times.

Three days later.

Looking at Huo Zhao, the golden light around him slowly dissipated. Fang Yi also withdrew his magic power.

"This is!"

Huo Zhao's eyes widened as he felt his meridians becoming tough and broad.

He bowed down suddenly with a respectful tone.

"Disciple Huo Zhao, I pay my respects to Master. Thank you for saving me."

"You lazy bastard"

Fang Yi shook his head and immediately took out a mid-grade magical weapon-level spiritual armor.

“I have an agreement with your father, but I will only accept you as a nominal disciple.

If you want to inherit my legacy, you need to work harder and pass my test.
Are you willing to do so?"

(End of this chapter)