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

Chapter 332 Punishment, Fang Yi's plan

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the Great Life Pearl floated in front of Qin Yu.

"I have also studied the Blue Lotus Treasure Color Sutra that you practiced. This quasi-third-level Wood Dao technique is quite mysterious.

During the Qi training stage, one can offer a sacrifice of a wood spirit object to refine the basic magic power and help the subsequent foundation-building level.

This Great Life Pearl is a wood-attributed spiritual object for building a foundation. You must carefully refine it using the secret method from the Qinglian Treasure Color Sutra.
With your current foundation, and this secret method to replenish it, it's possible to reach a mid-level Dao foundation.
Besides, with the help of the Great Life Pearl, the thirty bone-piercing whips tomorrow will not be able to damage your vitality and delay your cultivation."

"Disciple thanks Master for his concern."

Seeing Qin Yu respectfully accept the pearl, Fang Yi nodded slightly and turned to leave.

The preparations for ambushing and killing a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building who was holding a top-grade magic weapon were extremely complicated.

The next day.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

From the roof of Qingzhi Tower, there was a faint sound of whipping.

"Twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty."

As the last bone-piercing whip fell, Qin Yu's face turned pale, and scarlet whip marks covered his robe.

Qin Yu gritted his teeth, stepped down from the torture chamber, and then bowed.

"Qin Yu thanks Master Ming Xiang for his guidance."

Seeing this, Ming Xiang did not stop, waving the bone-piercing whip in his hand with a cruel look on his face.

"Friend Mingxiang, this matter ends here!"

Seeing the fiery look in Qin Yu's eyes, Fang Yi waved his sleeves and shot out a green streak.

The green silk thread split into two, one of which lifted up the bone-piercing whip.

Another one fell around Qin Yu, turning into green mist, nourishing his injuries.

Ming Xiang narrowed his eyes, looked at Fang Yi deeply, and then spoke.

"Give Fellow Daoist Fang a favor. This matter ends here. Get out of here, youngster."

Two days later, Qingzhi Tower.

The spiritual light on the Five Poison Cauldron slowly faded. Fang Yi wiped the sweat from his temples and spoke immediately.

"Fellow Daoist Mingxiang, this Five Poison Cauldron has reached its limit, and today's detoxification will stop here.

Fellow Daoist Xia is urging me to hurry, I wonder when the Five Flame Cherry Spirit Tree will be ready."

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Fang, after extracting the Black Armor Soul Devouring Spider's poison from this Five Flame Cherry Spirit Tree, I will naturally offer it to you with both hands.

The spider venom hasn't healed yet, so Fellow Daoist Fang should wait a little longer."

After saying that, Ming Xiang stroked his long beard, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, and turned away without caring about Fang Yi's ugly face.

Wait until Ming Xiang completely leaves Qingzhi Tower.

Fang Yi's expression calmed down, no longer looking as ugly as before.

He murmured in his mind.

The Black Armor Soul-Eating Spider's poison has been suppressed, at least it won't stir up anger in my heart.

This old ghost Ming Xiang didn't give Yu'er any face at all, and he was so cruel to her. He must have another trick up his sleeve.
As expected, none of the old guys who have lived for over a hundred years are easy to get along with.'

Fang Yi pondered for a moment, then slapped his pet bag.

A topaz-colored spiritual light flew out from the spirit pet bag and transformed into a small silver-white beast.

After stroking Qijie's shiny fur, he gave instructions.

"Xiao Qi, go with Mr. Gu and see what other cards Ming Xiang has.
He came to me to treat the spiritual poison, but he showed no mercy and acted so recklessly. There must be something fishy going on."

"Hmph. Hmph."

Qijie nodded his little head, then turned into a topaz-colored light and shot towards the kitchen.

An hour later.

In Fengyuan Lane, in front of a courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles, full of spiritual energy.

Mingxiang has changed his appearance and transformed into a young monk wearing a robe embroidered with stars.

"Boom!"

The welcoming bell in front of the courtyard's vermilion gate emitted invisible sound waves.

Soon, the vermilion door slowly opened, and Meng Yuanhai half of his body stuck out from it.

After a few breaths, it seemed to confirm the identity of the character.

His stiff expression suddenly changed, revealing a faint smile, and he politely led the young monk into the courtyard.

"Crack!"

A layer of green restriction appeared, and then the vermilion door slowly closed.

In a corner of Fengyuan Lane, Gu Jiushang slowly appeared, holding a silver-white little beast in his arms and muttering.

"What the master said is correct, this Ming Xiang is indeed connected with other cultivators.

But Meng Yuanhai is still a thief with unyielding intentions."

Thinking about the energy that Fang Yi borrowed from the Tracking Pearl, and Meng Yuanhai, they have not left their own cave since the opening of Qingzhi Tower.

A murderous look flashed across Gu Jiushang's eyes.

"Xiao Qi, let's go back to Qingzhi Tower and report to the master.

As expected, Meng Yuanhai got involved in the affairs of the Ming Prime Minister again.

Are you valuing the Cold Spirit Elixir, whose price has been rising steadily due to the emergence of the Cold Spirit Secret Realm?

The silver moon hangs high.

In the quiet room of Qingzhi Tower.

Fang Yi frowned slightly as he listened to Gu Jiushang's report that Ming Xiang was connected with Meng Yuanhai.

"He's hiding his head and showing his tail, and he's even changing his shape. It seems he's attracted to my reputation as a spiritual doctor."

He pondered for a moment and then spoke to Gu Jiushang, who was leaning on a wooden crutch.

"I know about this matter. For the next few days, you should leave the affairs of Qingzhi Tower to Dacheng and Qin Yu.

You just need to keep an eye on Ming Xiang Lao Gui to see if there are any other troublemakers. With Xiao Qi's help, this shouldn't be difficult."

A quarter of an hour later, in the quiet room.

Fang Yi sat cross-legged, and a green lotus light flowed, holding him up.

He looked at the Soul Sealing Jade Box in front of him, pointed his finger, and withered and prosperous magic power surged out. "Crack!"

The soul-sealing jade box slowly opened.

Insect-poisonous flowers, tobacco-free plants, nine-mushroom leaves, and dozens of other poisonous creatures flew out of the jade box and immediately hovered in the air.

Fang Yi's face was grim, his magic power surged, and poisonous substances fell into the cauldron one by one.

He cast out a series of spells with his hands.

"Buzz!"

The dark green Five Poison Cauldron shook, and five-colored smoke surged out.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and Ku Rong's magic power was swallowed up and turned into a large blue-gray hand, pressing the smoke into it.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The elixir in the cauldron was steaming, and as the spells changed, five-colored smoke rose continuously.

Whenever the smoke and mist were about to emerge from the cauldron, Fang Yi would perform the Great Seal of Withering and Flourishing to force it into the cauldron.

After repeating this cycle for seven times of refining, the five-colored spiritual smoke has turned into colorless and invisible, like a handful of clear spring water accumulated in the Five Poison Cauldron.

"The Seven Insects Seven Refinements Nourishing Essence Paste has finally been refined. Now everything is ready, only east wind is missing."

Fang Yi stood up from the green lotus, took a step forward, and headed towards the west wing of Qingzhi Tower.

In the west wing of Qingzhi Tower, on the black stone platform, two monks were fighting fiercely.

The blue and gold spiritual light flows, and the blood surges.

"Brother Huo, be careful,"

Qin Yu sat on the horse with his waist lowered, the blood and energy in his body surged, and then he punched out.

"Oh? It's rare that Senior Brother is in such a good mood. I will naturally accompany you to the end."

Huo Zhao activated the "Erjiu Xuan Gong", put the five fingers of his left hand together, wrapped them with a layer of golden body-refining light, and used his hand to turn into a knife to chop at the green fist.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

On the black stone platform, restrictions appeared one after another, and the sound of collision between two phantoms, one blue and one gold, continued.

As soon as they started fighting, Huo Zhao noticed that Qin Yu was furious. It was not what he said, he was just itching to fight.

But as a martial arts fanatic, Huo Zhao smiled slightly and continued to punch.

As the eldest disciple of his master, Qin Yu was a cultivator who could make his master so angry yet still endure it, so he must be at least a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

With his own mid-level first-grade body refining skills, he couldn't help at all. In this case, he helped Qin Yu vent his resentment.

This place belongs to Qingzhi Tower, and the foundation-building master Fan Dacheng is looking after it not far away.

Huo Zhao looked delighted, his blood boiling, and continued to fight with the furious Qin Yu.

Half an hour later, Qin Yu let out a long roar.

"Great! Junior Brother Huo, that's all for today.

Senior Brother, I have to go back and prepare for the first major exam of Qingzhi Building. Next time, I will fight with you to cultivate our bodies."

Huo Zhao bowed.

"Brother, please go ahead. I have something to do first."

After saying that, Huo Zhao turned around and left to find Fan Dacheng, wanting to find out what had caused his senior brother to lose his composure like that.

Silver moonlight shone down as Qin Yu sat cross-legged on the black stone platform, and did not leave as he had said.

The dark green large life pearl was rotating again in the Dantian, and strands of vitality flowed out from the pearl, slowly nourishing the body.

Qin Yu's expression suddenly changed as he looked towards a winter plum tree beside the black stone platform.

The Green Lotus Flag of Clear Water appeared in his hand, and he used his magic power to attack with all his strength at any time.

"Who! Who's there?"

"Every failure is a learning experience. It seems you have made some progress."

Fang Yi took a step forward, and auspicious green clouds lifted him up and landed him on the black stone platform.

"Master?" Qin Yu's face was startled, and he immediately bowed. "Qin Yu greets Master. May your immortal path be long and prosperous."

Feeling the anger surging beneath Qin Yu's calm face, he nodded slightly.

“Some blood.

This time, the master is looking for you to clarify the matter about that old man."

"Master, I already know about this. Master Mingxiang is, after all, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and he also provides spiritual medicine for my Qingzhi Tower.

I, the disciple, will definitely not make things difficult for Master."

Qin Yu clenched his fists silently, his nails digging into the flesh, and scarlet blood flowed down through his fingers.

Seeing this familiar scene, Fang Yi's face remained calm, but a strange feeling arose in his heart.

Then he spoke.

"Qin Yu, what are you thinking about? When did I ever ask you to give in to the old ghost Ming Xiang?
What happened in Qingzhi Tower today was that the old guy was poisoned by the Black-armored Soul-devouring Spider.

It’s a good opportunity for you to study the “Spiritual Magpie’s Hundred Medicinal Theory” for a while. What are the characteristics of this kind of disease caused by the invasion of evil poison into the soul?”

“No, Ming Xiang, old ghost, the evil poison has invaded your spirit, and your soul and mind are unstable.

A bit of malice can stir up a lot of anger. If it doesn't go according to his wishes, he will have no scruples at all and will even destroy Qingzhi Tower."

Qin Yu was thoughtful.

"It's more than that." Fang Yi shook his head.

"The most important thing is that my cultivation is insufficient. I am only in the initial stage of foundation building and I am not sure of fighting against Ming Xiang.
And its evil poison enters the brain without any taboos."

"Master, don't worry!"

After hearing what Fan Dacheng said, Qin Yu knew that Fang Yi was of the lower level of Dao foundation.

He looked determined and spoke with conviction.

“We cultivators don’t fight for a momentary opportunity. My current cultivation level is not as good as that of the old ghost Ming Xiang.

But as the world changes, the Canglang River will change its course.

I am still young and have a bright future ahead of me.
The Ming Clan of the Three Spirit Valleys had already entered their twilight years, with several Foundation Establishment masters falling in succession.
I will endure these thirty bone-piercing whips for now. Ten, twenty, or even thirty years from now, there will finally be a turning point.

I will repay this debt one day."

(End of this chapter)