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

Chapter 307: Dilution, Return to Old Business
Looking at the brown spiritual potato in his hand, Fang Yi's face showed some memories.

"I haven't been back to my old job for a long time, and I don't know if my skills have been neglected."

There was a flicker of spiritual light in his hands, and with a slight clench of his five fingers, the white potato turned into a ball of pale powder.

When he was still in the Demonic Path, Fang Yi was the most famous spiritual doctor in the Mingquan Sect.

It knows the importance of repeat customers.

Most of the elixirs sold have deficiencies in their medicinal properties, but they do not have many hidden tricks.

Just extract the spirit stones and avoid harming lives.

For ordinary demonic cultivators, demanding spirit stones would also cost people’s lives.

Even if one is proficient in the art of spiritual medicine, how can one resist making hidden moves in the spiritual medicine?

Occasionally, there would be a demon cultivator who wanted to learn from Fang Yi, but he would find an opportunity to kill him.

Over time, he gained a reputation as a great doctor in the Mingquan Sect.

Fang Yi's fingertips moved in and out, and a ray of spiritual light rolled up.

The pale white sweet potato powder slowly blends into the golden warming Yang Yang Shen powder, diluting the medicinal properties.

He had studied this kind of spiritual potato medicine a long time ago. It was a pure earth-attributed spiritual fruit without any other medicinal properties. It was most suitable for adjusting the medicinal properties and increasing the dosage.

An hour later.

Looking at the Wen Yang Yang Shen San whose dosage had tripled and whose medicinal properties had been reduced to the lower second grade, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

He slapped his storage bag, and three gorgeous soul-sealing boxes carved with mountains, rivers, plants, and the rising sun appeared in front of him.

"receive!"

Fang Yi let out a light sigh, and three portions of Wen Yang Yang Shen San, which turned from thick gold to light gold, fell into the jade box.

He smiled slightly and put the jade box away.

"Everything is ready now, only east wind is lacking. We can wait for Qin Yu and Gu Lao to return."

Half a month later.

Fengling Fairy City, in the very center, on Zhuque Street near the residence of Jiuqu Zhenren.

A twelve-story building with carved railings and jade bricks and an antique style stands in the middle.

There is a sandalwood plaque engraved with "Baiweilou" on the attic, which is shining with five-colored light.

"Buzz!"

The attic on the twelfth floor of Baiwei Tower lit up, and the spiritual light continued to flow.

The place is filled with clouds and mist, and the shadows of blue phoenix, fire phoenix, cloud crane and black bird, as well as all kinds of rare and exotic animals are lingering.

A vast spiritual tide surged, creating golden ripples.

In front of Baiwei Tower, the noisy comings and goings of the monks suddenly became quiet.

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After a while, a monk wearing a white jade crown with gold threads and a robe embroidered with flowers began to speak in praise.

"This is... This is the Yunlai Pavilion, the top of Baiwei Pavilion. The last time it was opened, it was because the new master of Jiuquan Pavilion from Bishui Pavilion took over.

I wonder who is so wealthy today that he has booked the Yunlai Pavilion."

“He should be a Foundation Establishment Master, but I don’t know which faction he belongs to.

With the price of Yunlai Pavilion, even my family's foundation-building ancestors are reluctant to give it up.
I think it’s only the top sects like Xuanyang Mountain, Bishui Pavilion, and Tiandaowu.”

"What Fellow Daoist Xuan said makes sense. Even those of us who rely on our family's foundation-building seeds don't have such financial resources.

I think there are only a few who are the foundation-building masters among the real top forces in the Dayun cultivation world."

"coming!"

With a cry of surprise, all the monks in Baiwei Tower turned their heads and looked towards the sky.

"Boom!"

A luxurious sedan chair carved from green jade flew through the air, pulled by several handsome horses with green hair and black hooves.

Finally, it slowly landed on the top of Baiwei Tower and spread out onto the cloud platform.

"stop!"

Fan Dacheng gently pulled the stiff rope and controlled the luxurious sedan chair carved from green jade to stop steadily on the cloud platform.

"Brother Fang, we've arrived at Yunlai Pavilion in Baiwei Tower."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, holding a second-level demon pet in his arms, while Qin Yu stood behind him with his hands hanging down.

He walked lightly and slowly down from the jade sedan chair and entered the Yunlai Pavilion.

boom

There was a lot of noise downstairs of Baiwei Tower, and many monks were talking about it.

"My God, the Foundation Establishment Master is driving a carriage, and the jade sedan chair is also a top-notch flying instrument.

Who is the big shot who booked the Yunlai Pavilion?!"

"Not only that, the great man chased down by Qingyu, and the demon pet in his arms, also had an aura that was unfathomable.
It could be a second-level demon pet."

"Hiss, something big is going to happen in Fengling Fairy City!

This person is just the owner of Yunlai Pavilion. I wonder what kind of distinguished guest he is that has to wait like this."

The cultivators who come and go in Baiwei Tower are either of extraordinary birth or have outstanding cultivation. None of them are ordinary people.

After dozens of cultivators communicated with each other, someone recognized Fang Yi's identity.

A young man in brocade clothes with fluttering sleeves and long hair spoke.

“I know the important person in the jade sedan chair. He is the head of the Xuanyang Mountain Examination Pavilion and the Spiritual Medicine Hall, Master Fang Yifang.

An elder of the clan once took me to visit him, and he healed my old injuries with outstanding medical skills.

There is a faint reputation of Fengling Fairy City, the first spiritual doctor."

“I also remembered that when I attended the Chenglu Terrace Dharma Assembly, I listened to the elders’ words.

He single-handedly defeated the two spiritual doctors, Master She and Master Meng."

A monk wearing a linen robe and holding a jade staff also spoke at the right time.

"Then who is this Foundation Establishment Master waiting for, if he is so amazing?"

"Wow!"

Half an hour later, a distant crane cry was heard.

"Ding!" A clear bell rang.

Hundreds of cultivators have gathered in Baiwei Tower.

Many monks were either wearing brocade robes or blue armor, with precious light all around them. None of them was an ordinary person.

These cultivators are either disciples of foundation-building families or foundation-building seeds from various sects.

They all heard the news and rushed here from all directions to see if there would be any opportunity.

"Here he comes!" The monks' faces became serious, knowing that the real master had appeared.

"Shh!"

A rainbow bridge descended from the residence of Jiuqu Zhenren and landed on the Yunlai Pavilion on the top of Baiwei Tower.

Five-colored clouds rolled beside the bridge, and golden ripples spread.

Dozens of handsome monks, with serious expressions, swords on their waists, holding precious lamps or precious flags, stood on both sides of the Rainbow Bridge.

A monk with a young appearance, wearing a black lotus crown and a royal blue robe with wide sleeves and cloud patterns.

He gently waved the silver whisk in his hand, his face calm, and he straddled a red-flame golden-eyed tiger, slowly walking towards Baiwei Tower.

And a burly monk wearing armor did not conceal his aura at all, and his second-grade top-grade body-refining qi and blood soared into the sky.

After the Red Flame Golden Eyed Tiger enters Yunlai Pavilion.

A groan came from under Baiwei Tower.

"Master Xia Xia. Master Xia Zhengbai, the biological son of True Man Jiuqu, is so grandly meeting the Foundation Establishment Master of Xuanyang Mountain.

This is going to be a big deal!!”

Some monks in the crowd had already realized the turmoil that this would bring.

Either use a jade talisman or a sound transmission pendant to inform the elders of the clan about this matter.

In Fengling Fairy City, none of the many foundation-building masters are stupid.

After the Chenglu Dharma Assembly a few years ago, it was apparent that Xuanyang Mountain, Bishui Pavilion, and Tiandaowu were interested in establishing friendly relations with Jiuqu Zhen.

As descendants of the Jiuqu Zhenren lineage, what is the significance of his current statement?

In the Yunlai Pavilion, the air is filled with fragrance.

Xia Zhengbai looked at Fang Yi, who was brewing spiritual tea with a calm expression, with some amusement.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you invited me here with such fanfare.

Aren't you afraid that those two from the Bishui Pavilion and the Tiandao Pavilion will turn against you?"

Fang Yi's face was calm, and his eyes swept over Master Xiang Shu, who was full of imposing aura and unrestrained.

He used his magical power to raise the cloud smoke pot.

Clouds of smoke gushed out from the long sleeves, isolating Yunlai Pavilion from the outside world.

"Brother Xia, you're worrying too much. Aunt Xie from Bishui Pavilion and Old Ghost Geng from Tiandaowu.

Naturally, Senior Sister Luo Shengyi and Wei Jiuxiao from the Examination Pavilion will deal with it.

but me?

It’s just a business deal with Brother Xia Dao.”

After saying that, Fang Yi took out a set of white jade tea set from his storage bag.

He rubbed his two fingers together, and a little real fire emerged from his fingertips, igniting the spiritual charcoal.

"Gulu.Gulu"

Steam rises up and a faint tea fragrance lingers in the pavilion.

The pleasant sound of stringed instruments also came from outside Yunlai Pavilion.

The boiling spiritual spring water brews a bit of tender green in the jade cup.

Fang Yi's lips curled slightly, not worried at all that Xia Zhengbai would use his power to bully others.

"Brother Xia, Brother Xiang Shu, please try my skill in brewing spiritual tea."

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Fang, it seems that you are fully confident that your newly refined elixir will satisfy me."

Xia Zhengbai nodded slightly, then took the teacup, looked at the hint of tender green floating in the cup, and drank the spiritual tea in one gulp.

"Friend Fang, did you bring that thing?"

"Of course I brought it, the second-level low-grade spiritual medicine Wen Yang Yang Shen San.

According to the requirements of the Taoist friends, the medicinal properties are warming and nourishing, and can dispel cold and remove toxins.

Ordinary high-level Qi training cultivators can also refine it if they pay enough. Fellow Daoist Xia, please take a look."

Fang Yi took out three gorgeous soul-sealing boxes carved with mountains, rivers, plants, and the rising sun from his sleeves, and finally pushed them in front of Xia Zhengbai.

Looking at the gorgeous and mysterious jade box, Xia Zhengbai felt a little favorable impression and expectation just from its appearance.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Spiritual light emerged from his fingertips, and three spirit-sealing talismans spontaneously combusted without wind, and the jade box quickly opened.

The rich aroma of medicine echoed in Yunlai Pavilion.

Looking at the light golden Wen Yang Yang Shen San in the jade box, Xia Zhengbai shook his hand, and strands of gold powder fell into his palm.

A light flashed at the tip of his nose, and a faint warming powder was inhaled into it.

"This is!"

Feeling the warmth filling his limbs, Xia Zhengbai's face turned serious.

He then took a closer look at Fang Yi, who was extremely calm.

He was kind in his words.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, your spiritual medical skills have reached a new level.

Now you are not far away from becoming a second-level mid-grade spiritual doctor."

"Just a little bit more." Fang Yi nodded slightly.

He would not say that after two lifetimes of accumulation, his skills in spiritual medicine had reached the quasi-third level.

"Since Brother Xia is satisfied with my Wen Yang Yang Shen San, then let's talk about what we discussed earlier."

"Brother Xiangshu! Bring the treasure map here and let Fellow Daoist Fang choose a shop."

Xia Zhengbai called out gently, and the burly monk as tall as an iron tower came to his side.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, please!"

Master Xiang Shu took out a scroll of Buddhist instruments.

This magic weapon is of mid-grade quality, but it has no offensive or defensive power at all.

His magic power fluctuated slightly, and under the stimulation of the magic power, the projections of many caves and attics in Fengling Fairy City appeared.

Pointing to the many red and green dots on the scroll artifact, Xia Zhengbai introduced.

"This Fengling Immortal City has been managed by my Jiuqu lineage for a long time.

Fellow Daoist Fang wants enough space to brew the Warming Yang Yang Shen Powder."

Seeing Fang Yi's uncertain expression, Xia Zhengbai spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, how many cultivators do you need for your Spiritual Medical Clinic?"

(End of this chapter)