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

Chapter 371 Kill the Black Heart and Throw the Bait

The three young monks were graceful and gentle, with a respectful attitude as they knelt down to pay their respects.

"Disciple Li Xuan, along with my cousins ​​Li Yuan and Li Dan, pays homage to Master Fang.

May Master Fang have a smooth path to immortality and condense his golden elixir soon..."

Fang Yifeng is handsome and sits cross-legged, supported by a green auspicious cloud, and the vitality of plants and trees gathers together.

He glanced around and then dropped his gaze.

"You three, how old are you and what are your qualifications?
What other abilities do you have that I value? Although I have some connections with the Li family, it doesn’t mean you can’t…”

Fang Yi's long sleeves fluttered as he looked at the young monk with a childish face who was kneeling and bowing.

Since we have to use blood relatives to restrain Li Wuhui, a little Qi-cultivating cultivator will be of no use at all.

At least one Foundation Establishment Master must be trained to recapture Qianzhi Garden, so the spiritual roots cannot be too bad.

Not everyone is Xu Qingshe, who has low-grade spiritual roots and is born a lone person, but has great opportunities and is valued by the remnant soul of the Nascent Soul.

clatter! clatter! clatter!
Fang Yi tapped his fingertips lightly and spoke directly and to the point.

"Don't worry, just speak up.

Even if you have hidden earth-grade spiritual roots and innate spiritual bodies.

With my cultivation, I can also protect you..."

Seeing this, Li Xuan stood up boldly, then bowed again, his clear voice echoing in the cave.

"Reporting to the Master, this disciple, Li Xuan, is fourteen years old, has a mid-grade water spirit root, and is a cultivator at the third level of Qi training..."

I saw the monk on the auspicious cloud with a calm expression.

He continued to speak, increasing his own weight and seeking Fang Yi's attention.

Li Dan, Li Yuan, or even himself, are all cultivators of the Li family. They are from the same clan and are blood relatives.

But there is still competition.

Li Xuan was convinced that the cultivator who could rebuild the Li family of Qianzhi Garden could only be him, it had to be him.

The Li family of Qianzhi Garden may be like monkeys scattering when the tree falls, but even a broken boat still has three pounds of nails, let alone a foundation-building family with hundreds of years of inheritance.

The remaining resources are enough to solve his Qi training period, so how can he give them to others?

It is also not possible for cultivators of the same clan to do so!
……

"Report to Master Fang.

This disciple has studied the way of spiritual plants and is now a first-level mid-grade spiritual plant master..."

"Oh, at such a young age, he has already reached the third level of Qi training and is already a first-class mid-grade spiritual plant master.

You have some talent.”

Fang Yi nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction on his face.

For these young Qi-cultivating cultivators, the path to cultivation lies in struggle and competition.

Being summoned by a foundation-building master means that an opportunity is right in front of you, so how can you miss it easily?

Li Xuan is bold in speaking and has a good character.

At the age of fourteen, he had reached the third level of Qi training. Although it was just a beginner, he had the support of the elders in the clan, but it was still pretty good.

There was more than one person who had the support of the elders in the sect. Fang Yi glanced at Li Yuan and Li Dan, who were also teenagers.

He shook his head slightly in his mind.

'If you practice normally, then devote more resources and spiritual objects just to build the foundation.

Li Xuan was 70% sure, and that was also true...

As for Li Yuan and Li Dan, there's no need to spend too much resources on training them; they can just be a bonus...'

Fang Yi pondered in his heart.

Pointing at the young monk who was also kneeling on the ground with a hint of fear in his eyes, he continued to ask.

"Li Xuan, what about your other two clansmen?"

"My Lord, Li Yuan and Li Dan are brothers, both fifteen years old.

A medium-grade wood spiritual root, and his cultivation is also at the third level of Qi training..."

Fang Yi swept his spiritual sense across, pondered for a moment, then gathered his magic power and slapped his storage bag.

The green jade slip flew out and landed in front of Li Xuan.

He looked reminiscing and sighed.

“I and your Li family of Qianzhi Garden also have a connection.

This jade slip records a spiritual herbalist inheritance and a spiritual healer inheritance...

Li Xuan, you take your two cousins ​​and practice well in Qingzhi Tower. The tower will provide you with support.

If you three have the potential to build a foundation, I will not hesitate to help you..."

"Thank you, Master Fang!"

Li Xuan was somewhat disappointed that Fang Yi did not accept him as his disciple.

As a core disciple of the Li family, he naturally knew that due to fate, he could not compare to the disciples and successors of the Taoist tradition.

As the saying goes, human favors are like paper, they only go out and never come in, so the more you use them, the thinner they become.

And if he could be accepted as a disciple, with just a little support from Qingzhi Tower, it would benefit the Li family immensely.

But Fang Yi had already made his decision, and he didn't dare to refute it.

"Well, then the three of you can leave..."

……

Half a month later.

Three hundred miles east of Xiaoyuanling.

In a rocky mountain stream, the water gurgles and sparkles.

Bai Shijiu walked forward slowly, his face alert, and his spiritual sense scanned again and again.

"who!"

His expression suddenly changed, his magic power surged, and the bone sword in his sleeve flew out, slashing towards a strange rock.

"boom!"

The strange rock exploded, and a pale white gem jumped out and collided with the white bone flying sword.

Gu Shisi was wearing a green robe, his face was dark blue, and magical power was flowing around his body. He raised the precious orb and attacked.

"Bai Shijiu, if you know what's best for you, hand over this opportunity.

A second-level demon beast spirit bone, no wonder you were able to break through the ninth level of Qi training so quickly and start seeking a foundation-building spirit object..."

"Only you?"

Bai Shijiu frowned slightly, he had revealed his true colors in front of the black-hearted master.

How come it’s Bone Fourteen?
A foundation-building seed with the same cultivation level as one's own cannot satisfy the appetite of one's own master.

"Forget it, Gu Shisi, you're seeking your own death, so I'll just give you a ride..."

Bai Shijiu slapped his storage bag and sacrificed a red tiger bone beast and a claw-shaped magic weapon.

"Roar!"

The red tiger bone beast let out a long roar, and the invisible sound waves penetrated into the Fourteenth Sea of ​​Bone's consciousness, causing its magic power to stagnate.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the white bone claws clawed towards its head.

Seeing that Gu Shisi was in a state of confusion and about to die, a bronze sword light flew out from the corner of the strange rock.

With a sound of sword, the bone magic weapon was split into two pieces.

"call!"

Gu Shisi was breathing heavily, looking at the white bone claw that was split in half a foot behind him, with a look of relief on his face.

"In such a short time, Bai Shijiu, your cultivation has improved again? Where did you get this opportunity..."

"I am also curious about what kind of opportunity has allowed a young Qi cultivator like you to make such rapid progress in cultivation..."

On the rugged rocks, a black-hearted man who appeared out of nowhere stood with his hands behind his back, a greedy look on his face.

"Black-hearted old ghost?"

"You think you can offend the black-hearted uncle?"

Gu Shisi glanced at Bai Shijiu with a look of trouble-making, and then fanned the flames.

"Uncle Blackhearted, this Bai Nineteen is so ungrateful, why don't we capture him first and torture him a bit..."

"Crack! Crack!"

Heixin waved his hand slightly, and two red slap marks appeared on Gu Shisi's left and right cheeks.

"Useless wretch, I asked you to test Bai Shijiuyier, but not only did he discover your whereabouts, he also defeated you with one move!
How could I, a black-hearted person, have a descendant of your bloodline?"

Heixin's face turned slightly cold, and he turned to look at Bai Shijiu, who looked alert and had despair in his eyes.

“Nineteenth Junior Brother, if you are willing to offer your hidden second-level spirit bone.

Uncle Master can give you a way out!"

"Hey, Bai Shijiu, you never thought that even if you tried to hide it again and again, the ancestor's sharp eyes would still detect the spirit bones."

Gu Shisi covered his face, not daring to complain to Heixin, and vented all his anger on Bai Shijiu.

"Hey, Bai Shijiu, I admit that your cultivation is superior to mine. But in the White Bone Sect, the most important thing is a strong backer...

I am the blood relative of the Foundation Establishment Ancestor, what do you have?"

Seeing this, Heixin shook his head slightly. If it weren't for his younger generation, he would have good qualifications and lived in Xiaoyuanling for a long time.

Such cultivators have long been refined into magical weapons by him.

"Have you thought it through, Bai Shijiu?"

Seeing that Bai Shijiu remained silent, Heixin's magic power surged and turned into a large bone handprint.

The pale hand was surrounded by yin energy, and the five fingers with distinct joints grabbed slowly but quickly.

“Forget it, don’t think that just because you have some opportunities, you can stand up straight in front of me.

A Qigong cultivator is, after all, just practicing Qi.

Ha, Fourteen is right, you really need some training..."

"boom!"

A blue blade light flew out and easily killed the white bone handprint.

Fang Yi's hoarse voice rang out in the air.

"A second-level demon beast's spirit bone is something a junior like you can only peek at..."

"Master!"

When Bai Shijiu saw Fang Yi appear, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The black-hearted man's face changed. He was doing well in the business of robbing repairmen, so how could he not know that he was being baited?

"What a good plan..."

"Noisy!"

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, waved his sleeves, and the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword was raised.

The sharp blade light flickered and the azure spiritual light flowed endlessly.

"Pfft!"

The pale pearl's magic barrier collapsed and it was easily split in two, and the azure blade light flashed.

"How can it be……"

"Gulu...Gulu..."

Looking at the black-hearted head covered in dust rolling at his feet, Fang Yi felt it slightly.

"The outcome is set..."

A flash of light flashed from his fingertips, and he killed Gu Shisi at the same time.

“Nineteen, after wasting so much effort, this black-hearted cultivator of calamity has fallen.

The matter of Xiaoyuanling's inner treasury is already in your hands, so don't reveal any flaws."

Bai Shijiu showed envy as he watched Fang Yi put away the storage bag and the corpse. This was also a great opportunity.

……

One month later.

In the cave, Fang Yi put down the green jade slip that Bai Shijiu had brought him.

'Master Qinghuai has already prepared 80% of the spiritual objects for refining bone puppets.

We should also call Li Wuhui here...'

He shone his sleeves, a ray of spiritual light descended, and a sound-transmitting jade talisman was thrown out.

……

Three days later, a beam of light landed in the cave.

Li Wuhui had white hair draped over his shoulders and wore a long red robe. The energy of heaven and earth was flowing around him, and his every stubborn expression and smile were full of charm.

"Old Ghost Fang, can we take action against Xiao Yuanling now?"

"It's almost there, don't worry, fellow Daoist..."

Fang Yi was faintly azure, his withered and flourishing energy was apparent, his blood and energy dried up, isolating himself from this naturally evolved enchanting technique.

"Master Qinghuai is stationed at Xiaoyuan Ridge and has been planning to go out recently...

You and I will wait a moment..."

"Qinghuai?"

Li Wuhui pondered for a moment, playing with the golden needle in his hand.
"What level of foundation building is it?
Old Ghost Fang, is Qinghuai at the seventh or eighth level of foundation building?
If he were a cultivator at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, if you and I joined forces, we might be able to surround and kill him...

If you are at the eighth level of foundation building and have comprehended the true meaning, then we can wait until you and I break through to the late stage of foundation building before we take action...

The White Bone Sect is also a major Jindan sect, and Qinghuai is a great cultivator in the late foundation building stage, so we must not be careless..."

Fang Yi looked at Li Wuhui with a strange expression. Why did he change his personality and become so steady in his actions?

He hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

"Master Qinghuai was injured by the Red Corpse of the White Bone Sect and has yet to fully recover...

Fellow Daoist Wuhui, you can rest assured. Master Qinghuai has reached the seventh level of foundation building.

And this time, it’s not just you and me who are taking action…”

"Who else?" Li Wuhui became alert. Anyone who could attack Master Qinghuai must have the combat power of at least the late foundation building stage.

There are not many cultivators like this in the entire Dayun Kingdom. Where did this old ghost find them?

……

(End of this chapter)