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

Chapter 351: Acquaintance, Unlucky Spirit

"Junior Brother Qian!"

Luo Shengyi gently stroked her temples and looked at Qian Chuanzi's trembling body, feeling a little sad and unwilling.

“Junior brother, didn’t you say that you wanted to condense the golden elixir and open up Duobao Pavilions throughout the Dayun Immortal Cultivation World?

Will the Qian family be promoted to the top family in Xuanyang Mountain?"

"Senior Sister Luo, do I still have a choice?"

Qian Chuanzi sighed and asked back.

"Senior Brother Fang is not the first spiritual doctor we have sought treatment from. I have visited all the spiritual doctors with some reputation in the entire Fengling Immortal City.

There is no certainty at all!

It would be better to make up your mind earlier so that you can preserve more of your foundation and vitality."

Qian Chuanzi bowed solemnly. "Thank you, Senior Brother Fang, for your help. I will definitely repay you generously."

He pondered for a moment, then took out a storage bag embroidered with gold thread from his storage sleeve and handed it over.

"Brother Changsun, I'm grateful for your generosity this time. This golden treasure bag contains treasures I've accumulated over the years.

It should be able to be exchanged for half of a quasi-third-level spiritual object."

"It's just a small thing."

Chang Sun Jie stroked his mustache, took the treasure bag with a smile, and spoke after probing with his spiritual sense.

"Junior Brother Qian is indeed wealthy, possessing so many spiritual treasures. His worth is not far from that of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator."

Qian Chuanzi sighed slightly, looked at Fang Yi, and said no more.

'This is?!'

A flash of hexagonal cold plum appeared in Fang Yi's eyes, and he vaguely saw Qian Chuanzi admitting that he owed him a favor.

There seemed to be a gray bad luck around Changsun Jie, which fell into Qian Chuanzi's body.

"The Secret Technique of the Heavenly Secret Dao: Borrowing Luck to Replace Disaster? And this cultivation level seems to be more than just the middle stage of foundation building."

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the record in the inheritance of the Guifu Shengong Pavilion, which said that Shen Gongdao, one of the ten great ancient prodigies, possessed an innate Taoist body.

'Born with bad luck?
No, it's a spirit of innate bad luck, and it should only affect cultivators of the same level, and there must be causal entanglements and human relationships.
Another ancient miracle?!

This is weird, could it be that a great era is about to begin?

Fang Yi has read countless ancient books and accumulated experience over two lifetimes. He has inherited the best Bagua in the ten ancient sects, the Guifu Shengong Pavilion, and nine Bagua jade slips.

They have a deep knowledge of the secrets of the world of immortal cultivation, even stronger than ordinary Nascent Soul sects.

Since ancient times, the thirteen states in the human world have accumulated sufficient foundation with each period of time.

I don’t know whether it is the times that create heroes, or heroes that create the times.

There will be a magnificent era in every city, with many geniuses fighting against each other and extraordinary skills emerging.

Such an era can last from a thousand years to nearly ten thousand years. There is even a chance for the birth of a powerful god.

'Junior Brother Xu's "Heaven and Earth Furnace Method", Li Wuhui's "Heavenly Man Incarnation Method", and the "Life and Death Withering and Flourishing Sutra" that I practiced.

Gu Jiushang's practice of "Xuan Tao Hundred Days Banquet" and the fragment of "Erjiu Xuan Gong" by the ancient eccentric Banbian Dao Ren.
The possible existence of Yin-Yang Taoist Beifeng and Longyang Patriarch in Nanli Kingdom
And this innately unlucky spirit Chang Sun Jie

Fang Yi counted the inheritances he had seen or knew about, and wailed in his heart.

'It's troublesome. We need to make more preparations.

This Dayun world of immortal cultivation is just a remote corner somewhere in the thirteen states of the human world. How could there be so many demons and monsters?
How terrifying must Zhongzhou be, the land with the deepest foundation and the most ancient heritage.'

Fang Yi's scalp felt a little numb.

As a cultivator who practices the Sutra of Life and Death, he also comprehended some of the mysteries of heaven.

What he hoped most was that the world of cultivation would be stable and peaceful, so that he could develop slowly with his long lifespan.

Wait until your own cultivation has reached its limit of improvement before you can talk about other things.

"Brother Fang, this is the first time we meet. I heard that you were buying monster skeletons.

Junior Brother, I have a second-grade, mid-grade Green-Faced Cloud-Stepping Beast skeleton. Is it useful to you, Senior Brother?"

Seeing that Qian Chuanzi stopped talking, Chang Sun Jie slapped his storage bag and pushed a crystal clear soul-sealing box into Fang Yi's hand.

"No need!"

Fang Yi thought about the terrifying things recorded in the Guifu Shengong Pavilion about Patriarch Shen Gong, and his hair stood on end. He subconsciously took a step back.

There are more than ten recorded Yuanying sects that were destroyed due to the disaster of Patriarch Shen Gong.

He can be called the number one executioner in ancient times and a powerful weapon for destroying factions.

Fang Yi used his magic power to push the soul-sealing box back, then retreated behind Qian Chuanzi without making a sound.

It's better to leave this difficult character to Qian Chuanzi and Luo Shengyi.
'The method of using luck to replace disasters is something that even the two gods who have achieved great success in the works of miracles have expressed great concerns.

Borrowing a bit of opportunity to endure ten kinds of calamity, transferring the calamity, circulating the luck, and transforming into opportunities. This ancestor Shen Gong is also among the top ten strange men in ancient times.

If you want to avoid being haunted by this future bad luck god, it's best not to take advantage of it at all.'

Fang Yi's mind was as clear as a mirror, and he bowed slightly in a friendly manner.

"Fellow Daoist Changsun, I still need to prepare a magical medicine to remove the cold poison for Junior Brother Qian, so I will leave first."

After saying that, he took a step forward and a green auspicious cloud lifted him up.

"Junior Brother Qian, I'll go ahead. You can come find me at Qingzhi Tower in three days."

Watching Fang Yi leave, Chang Sun Jie narrowed his eyes slightly, and a gray light flashed in his eyes.

'Ancient trees are lush and verdant, the seasons rotate, and a lush green aura emerges. I never thought that I could meet such a rare longevity cultivator in Fengling Fairy City?

Unfortunately, he seems to be a little too wary!
Wood-type skills, spiritual medical skills, and a life-defining medical instrument are quite suitable for Shou Xiu's identity.

He sighed inwardly, realizing that he had no ill intentions and simply wanted to make a medical friend.

'Unfortunately, medical practitioners are notoriously bad at fighting.

This Senior Brother Fang Yi, whose life span is less than 200 years, probably doesn't have many hidden cards. He's just an ordinary cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.
However, the opportunities in the Hanling Secret Realm can be brought to him. A second-level mid-grade spiritual doctor will be of great benefit to the secret realm.'

Chang Sun Jie's eyes turned and fell on Luo Shengyi. "A sword cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building can barely be used. People in the upper stage of foundation building have a long lifespan. Brother Fang, there will always be a time when you are moved."

The next day.

Qingzhi Building Alchemy Hall.

The Five Poison Cauldron, which was missing an ear and a leg, was suspended in the air. Fang Yi waved his hand and threw the last piece of Han Shui Zhi into the cauldron.

The spells in his hands changed, and rays of spiritual light fell.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The faint aroma of medicine rose, and in just a few breaths, a pot of first-grade spiritual medicine, Xiao Quhan San, was refined.

"The so-called spiritual medicine is not only about the warming and cooling of spiritual medicine, but also involves the accumulation of the cultivators.
If enough is accumulated, first-level spiritual materials can also be refined into second-level spiritual medicine.
Xiao Quhan San is also comparable to Wuying Qiehan Gao. My fellow disciples, please practice hard and you will all be able to advance to the second-level spiritual doctor.

At that time, there were magical stones, magical lands, beautiful wives and concubines, everything you could wish for."

Fang Yi skillfully painted a big picture, fooling the newly promoted first-level spiritual doctor and working hard to refine spiritual medicine.

An hour later.

After all the monks in the Medicine Refining Hall had dispersed, Gu Jiushang, who was leaning on a wooden crutch, stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

"Master, news has come from the Nie family in Immortal City.

Miss Nie Zhirou failed in her attempt to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, her foundation-building platform collapsed, and she passed away in her cave."

"Sitting in meditation?"

"Yes, Miss Nie forcefully squeezed out her blood essence to attack her foundation, but ultimately failed and suffered a heavy loss of vitality.

He passed away in a rented cave in the Immortal City."

Gu Jiushang shook his head. Nie Zhirou insisted on his own way and made many plans, but ultimately failed to advance to the Foundation Establishment stage.

"Is there anything suspicious about this?"

Fang Yi paused in his movements of handling the elixir, and then asked.

He sighed slightly, it was rare to cultivate a dual cultivation cauldron, and it was also expected to be advanced to a building cauldron.

I never thought that after not seeing you for several years, your grave would be overgrown with grass.

"After Miss Nie passed away, Young Master Yu and I went on a trip together.

There were no signs of other cultivators taking action in the cave, and there was no spiritual poison in Miss Nie's body.

However, he extracted essence and blood, and rushed to build the foundation, and finally fell in front of the foundation-building gate.

The cause of this incident was that Nie Tianhua was building his foundation, Miss Zhirou was stimulated, and the master was also in seclusion.
He finally used a foundation-building spiritual object to force his way through the barrier, but ultimately failed at the physical barrier of the third level of the foundation-building process."

"That's it"

Fang Yi felt a little sorry that a person who had the potential to build a foundation had passed away, but he had no intention of punishing Nie Tianhua.

He hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

"Nie Tianhua has advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, giving us another second-level warrior under our command. We must also begin preparations for establishing the Dark Market.

Mr. Gu, please go there soon and order them to start collecting the flesh and blood of monsters or monks.
The advancement of Yin Bone ultimately requires the nourishment of flesh and blood.
In addition, after Yang Chi's death, even if Qian Chuanzi removed the cold poison, he was unable to attack frequently.

You should take some time to meet Huo Weitao secretly and ask him to collect information about the Wei family in Changle Valley to see if there are any changes.

Especially Wei Jiuxiao"

Fang Yi's eyes were deep, like a bottomless cold pond, and he spoke meaningfully.

"I have broken through to the middle stage of foundation building. If there is any accident in the Examination Pavilion, I will also be qualified to accept the position of Pavilion Master."

"Yes, sir!"

Gu Jiushang picked up the silver-white little beast that was studying the formation book nearby and walked out of Qingzhi Tower.

Three days later.

In Qingzhi Tower, bamboo shadows sway, green leaves flutter in the lotus pond, and ripples appear on the water.

Fang Yi looked at Chang Sun Jie who was standing beside Qian Chuanzi, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What bad luck! It's this troublesome thing again."

He calmed down and spoke.

"Junior Brother Qian, you must think clearly. I want you to remove the cold poison.

Once you use this half of the Quasi-Third-Level Warm Sun Jade as a guide, your future cultivation will at best remain at the initial stage of foundation building, and it will be difficult to make any progress."

"Brother Fang, I don't have any choice. I've visited all the spiritual doctors I can find in the Immortal City.

Not to mention recovery, no one dared to boast even of maintaining their cultivation."

Qian Chuanzi slightly retracted the golden robe that suppressed the coldness.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

A terrifying chill quickly spread out from its center.

The water vapor melts into frost, and heavy snow falls.

The grass and trees were broken, the sacred bamboo withered, and the sparkling lotus pond turned into an icy pool.

"Brother Fang, please proceed. If you delay any further, I'm afraid I won't even be able to maintain my foundation-building cultivation."

Qian Chuanzi shivered and spoke in a trembling voice.

Seeing this, Fang Yi did not delay any longer. He used his magic power to surge and the banner of withering and flourishing in the ruins world fluttered behind him.

Ancient runes flow one after another, the banner moves without wind, and gathers layers of vitality.

Finally, he slapped the Nuan Yang Jade with one palm.

"boom!"

A huge red sun rises in Qingzhi Tower!
(End of this chapter)