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

Chapter 398: Lure with Benefits, List

The Chen family, the beast tamer, let out a long roar from the gray-scaled dragon beast, swallowing clouds and spewing out mist, with steam rising.

An ancient hall with carved beams and painted rafters and high eaves.

The red tiger, the black auspicious tiger, the black fox, the statues of monsters are lifelike.

Chen Dayong wore a robe with cloud sleeves and dragon pattern on the edge, and reached out to straighten the red dragon crown.

Then he looked at the sparse number of cultivators in the Xiaoyuanling market in the photo bead in front of him, with a proud look on his face.

"My fellow Daoists, I have long said that without the three foundation-building masters Qing Huai, this Xiaoyuanling market is no longer as powerful as it was before.
We, the Beast Taming Chen family, Wulong Mountain, and Changlefang, the three forces have joined forces, and this has only been three months.

There are still many monks in Xiaoyuanling."

Chen Dayong was very proud. Master Qinghuai relied on the support of the White Bone Sect and was also a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage. He had suppressed the Beast Taming Chen family many times.

Now, if they can subdue Xiaoyuanling and take over the dark market business, the glory of the Chen family will be just around the corner.

Chen Dayong saw Xu Shan and Zhong Gui, the two representatives of Wulong Mountain, with gloomy expressions.

He pondered for a moment and then made a promise.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Xu and Fellow Daoist Zhong. I will wait for the Beast Taming House of the Chen family to take over all the businesses in the Xiaoyuanling dark market.

Twenty percent! "

Chen Dayong stretched out his two index fingers and shook them.

“After this matter is settled, remove the secret method of breaking through the bottleneck in [True Explanation of Taming Beasts].

Fellow Daoist Zhong, Fellow Daoist Xu, and Madam Hua will each receive 20% of all the gains of my Chen family.

And later, when the monks from Wulong Mountain come to my Beast Taming House to sell stolen goods, the three of you will also share the proceeds."

"Twenty percent!"

Xu Shan and Zhong Gui looked at each other and their hearts were pounding.

It is only necessary to continue suppressing the monks of Xiaoyuanling, and there is no need to fight with the foundation-building monks sitting in the market town.

Since they started their robbery and repair business, they had never had such a good thing happen to them.

Xu Shan stroked his long beard and asked for confirmation. "Brother Chen, are you serious?

Brother Zhong, Madam Hua, and I each take 20%, so we've already taken 60%?"

"Chen's words are as good as gold, how could he deceive fellow Taoists?

From now on, I'll have to trouble you all to continue suppressing Xiaoyuan Market. If that Master Yin Gu takes action, I will take over.

The remaining Sankei and Heihun, these two foundation-building monks, are ignorant of the consequences.

I'll trouble you, fellow Daoists Xu and Zhong."

Chen Dayong nodded slightly. He was not interested in the mere 40% profit.

The Chen family of beast control can develop and occupy this black market business, which is a steady source of income.

"Good! Brother Chen is so generous. Brother Zhong and I will personally take action and let the little guys under us work harder.
I promise not to let any fellow Foundation Establishment practitioners go to Xiaoyuan Ridge."

Xu Shan quickly calculated in his mind that Chen Dayong would bear the greatest risk, and there was no need to attack any cultivators of the same level.

Some Qi-cultivating monks died, and even if the White Bone Sect investigated the matter later, Chen Dayong would be held responsible.

"Okay! In that case, I'll have to trouble you two fellow Taoists."

Chen Dayong laughed heartily, and there was a sense of heroism in his every move.

As long as Xiaoyuanling is taken, the Chen family, the beast tamer, will be the only one in this area, and this will provide an endless supply of resources and spiritual objects.

A quarter of an hour later, only two monks, a man and a woman, were left in the Beast Taming Chamber.

Chen Dayong looked at the lady in pink.

"Fellow Daoist Hua, you have already sent the secret method back to Changlefang. I wonder if fellow Daoist Chunyue is willing to help?"

"Take action?"

Lady Hua played with the long silk instrument, lifted up her long black hair, and showed her graceful figure.

"Brother Chen Dao is sincere, and Senior Sister Chunyue naturally sees that. However, you and I still need to discuss this in detail."

"That's fine, Fellow Daoist Hua, let's have a good discussion."

Chen Dayong felt relieved. Since they were willing to talk, it meant that Master Chunyue was willing to help.

The only great cultivator in the late foundation-building stage of Wulong Mountain has fallen. As long as the last variable is in hand, how can Xiaoyuanling win?

Seven days later.

The atmosphere in the White Bone Building was heavy.

Heihun and Sanhai looked at the several sound-transmitting jade talismans in front of them and looked at each other in surprise.

"Brother San Hai, the several invitations to the secret auction that we sent out earlier have all been returned.
I am just a small part of the group. How are the fellow Daoists that Senior Brother invited?"

Black Soul was dressed in a gray robe and had a grim expression. Five invitations were sent out, and five were returned.

He has been practicing in Xiaoyuanling for more than ten years, but this is the first time he has seen such a situation.

The sleeves of the Three-Body Master fluttered in the wind as he held a graceful woman in his arms. The woman had no expression on her face and her body was slightly cold.

He looked at the few cultivators in the market town, his expression somewhat solemn.

In the past, before the secret photo shoot started, Xiaoyuanling was already crowded with people, how could it be such a desolate scene?

"Junior Brother Black Soul, the situation on my side isn't much better either. None of the fellow Foundation Establishment practitioners I invited have arrived.

However, an old friend sent a message to him, and he was stopped by the old bandit leaders Xu Shan and Zhong Gui from Wulong Mountain and persuaded to return.
Junior Brother, the cultivator who targeted Xiaoyuan Ridge this time has ill intentions and is definitely not an ordinary person."

Heihun's face was solemn. Being able to persuade more than ten Foundation Establishment masters to return was far from enough with just one or two people in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

"Brother San Hai, you have come with ill intentions. You and I will report this matter to our Master. This matter is beyond our ability to bear."

"Okay, please ask Uncle Yin Gu to take action."

Sanhai nodded slightly, slapped his storage bag, and a sound transmission jade talisman appeared, surrounded by yin energy.

With a point of Sanhai's finger, the jade talisman turned into a skull the size of a palm and flew towards the cave.

Xiaoyuanling, in the underground cave.

The energy in Fang Yi's body surged, golden spiritual light appeared, and his energy and blood surged like the tide.

"Three Burials of the Golden Body" was activated, and the golden spiritual light transformed into golden human figures.

The figure was sturdy, with thick limbs. He waved his hand and slapped Fang Yi's body with a force that would frighten even a second-level body cultivator.

"Boom!"

The immense force continuously hit the body, and the faint sound of broken bones could be heard.

Traces of blood mixed with dark impurities flowed out of the skin.

"call!"

Fang Yi clenched his teeth, enduring the increasing pain.

Feeling the strength of his body slowly increasing under the tempering of the invisible force of the golden figure, Fang Yi felt satisfied.

This is the way of body refining, focusing on the tempering of the Dharma body. Every time the Dharma body is damaged and repaired, it is a practice.

A little pain is not enough to shake it.

Fang Yi Kurong's magic power flowed and turned into a blue-gray spiritual light, seeping into his limbs and bones, constantly repairing and removing hidden injuries.

The banner of withering and flourishing in the ruins world fluttered, the dark green vitality gathered, and ancient runes flowed on the banner.

On the banner, there is a withered and slender demon god wearing a robe, a crown of creation on his head, and holding a medicine cauldron in his hands.

"crash"

The medicine cauldron was wrapped in lush green spiritual fire, the spiritual medicine in the cauldron was rolling, and the vitality of Yi wood was hanging down.

The combined efforts of the two ensure that his physical cultivation progresses at a speed far exceeding that of an ordinary second-level physical cultivator.

"call out!"

A jade talisman flew out of the cave. Fang Yi used his spiritual sense to investigate and after confirming it, he continued to immerse himself in body training.

The next day.

"boom!"

A dull sound echoed, and the dark hole on the bone altar slowly closed, with layers of magical restrictions covering it.

Fang Yi was wearing a black robe and swept his spiritual sense over, feeling the deserted market.

"The ultimate plan is revealed." He waved his sleeves calmly, and a mighty aura rose into the sky, filling the air with corpse fumes and a howling cold wind.

"I decree that all disciples of the White Bone Sect must come to the White Bone Altar to pay homage within one stick of incense."

A sound like muffled thunder echoed in the market town.

Fang Yi raised a beast copper furnace, lit a stick of incense and inserted it into the furnace.

Fang Yi sat cross-legged, the Yin energy surged and turned into a gray-black spiritual cloud, lifting him up.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Dozens of rays of light rose up, and in just thirty breaths, twenty-one monks, with respectful expressions, landed on the bone altar.

"call!"

As the last two rays of light fell, Sanhai and Heihun walked out of the light.

Fang Yi opened his eyes, and the gleam in his eyes shot out more than a foot.

His cloudy yet pressure-filled gaze swept over his twenty-two disciples and the hundreds of Qi-cultivating monks outside the bone altar.

He paused for a moment, holding two plump corpse girls in his arms and with another corpse girl following behind him.

His old voice sounded.

"Yes, you are all here. You must have heard about what happened in the market, and I'm sure you have many guesses.
I, the old man, will not keep you in suspense.

The two old bandit leaders from the Beast Taming Chen family and Wulong Mountain, who are in the Foundation Establishment stage, along with Changlefang, have set their sights on Xiaoyuanling.

Fang Yi's expression relaxed slightly and he sighed.

"This is truly a critical moment for survival. If you disciples are unwilling to take this risk.

You can leave on your own within ten breaths, and I will not stop you."

"Thank you for your understanding, Old Ancestor. When we return to the mountain gate, my father, Master Qinggu, will certainly be extremely grateful."

Lu Qiu was wearing a brocade robe and holding a magical weapon called the Mountain and River Fan. He was delighted when he heard what Fang Yi said.

The Beast Taming Chen family, the old bandit leader Wulong, and the Changlefang together have a total of six foundation-building masters.

Among them, there is one great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, four cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, and the weakest one, Chen Ju, who is in the early stage of foundation building, also tames a second-level low-grade demon pet.

With the strength of Xiaoyuanling, one cultivator in the late foundation building stage and two cultivators in the early foundation building stage, they will definitely be defeated.

He is a father who has established his foundation and has a bright future. How could he fight for his life and death for a dark market?

Seeing Fang Yi remained silent, Lu Qiu activated his magic power and fled out of the market.

"Blue bones?"

Fang Yi flicked his fingertips and a pale bone spur flew out.

"Pfft!"

A flash of blood burst out, Lu Qiu's eyes showed fear, and he cursed angrily before turning into a blood mist and exploding.

"You old monster are shameless and go back on your word!"

Fang Yi shook his head slightly, his magic power flowed, and he stretched out his hand to push.

A pale giant hand reached out, and with the blowing of a cold wind, it grabbed Lu Qiu's soul, bones, and storage bag into its hand.

There are actually cultivators who believe the words of the evil cultivator. If he wants to establish his authority, there will be cultivators who will come to him.

Looking at the White Bone Sect monks who were silent on the white bone altar.

Fang Yi raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were deep.

"Lü Qiu, a disciple of the White Bone Sect, was murdered by the Beast Taming Chen family. You should take this as a warning."

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Seeing that the monks on the bone altar were silent, the short and fat Cao Shaocheng stepped forward and spoke respectfully.

"Yes, disciples must take this as a warning. We must not take the beast-controlling Chen family cultivators lightly."

"Shaocheng, you are good."

Fang Yi pinched his five fingers together, and a bone-scraping wind blew, turning Luqiu's jade-colored spiritual bone into a thumb-sized white bone bead.

"This spiritual object, the White Bone Pearl, is given to you."

"Thank you, Master, for the reward."

Cao Shaocheng leaned forward and took the bone bead in Heihun's gloomy eyes.

As the foundation seed for the ninth level of Qi training, he did not take a mere first-level spiritual object seriously.

What he cares about is his own weight in the heart of the old monster Fang Yi.

Fang Yi patted Cao Shaocheng's shoulder lightly, then flicked his sleeves, and dozens of rays of light flew out from the storage bag.

The spiritual light dissipated, and the spiritual iron with yin energy, the white bones with jade light, and the long sword with faint blood energy...
Many spiritual objects and magical instruments are suspended in the air, absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy, and colorful mists are rolling, gorgeous and colorful.

"Gulu."

A faint sound of swallowing could be heard from the altar. Even Heihun, a master of foundation building, was staring at a piece of spiritual bone.

"Cough! Cough!"

Fang Yi coughed lightly, his dim eyes turned, and he raised a gray list magic weapon.

"Since I started practicing cultivation, this is the first time I have been treated so humiliatingly by someone."

“Among the cultivators of the White Bone Sect, we have always been the only ones who oppress others.

There are actually cultivators who are so bold as to intercept visitors from Xiaoyuanling Market."

Fang Yi pointed his finger, and the spiritual iron talisman and the jade bone long sword all caused ripples.

"From now on, anyone who kills a Chen family cultivator who controls beasts can exchange their soul for various spiritual objects.
Since you don’t allow me to hold this secret photo shoot, then there’s no need to hold it.”

The gray-black list slowly unfolded.

A faint purple light appeared, and the exchange prices of second-level animal bones, top-grade magic tools, monster blood, and many other spiritual objects emerged one by one.

"This is?"

Cao Shaocheng stared at a corner of the black list. The short list of dozens of words was extremely attractive.

One medium-grade foundation-building pill: Exchange conditions: 1,500 contribution points, and the Qi training cultivator has the highest contribution.

Cao Shaocheng didn't need to think about it to know the monk's fiery eyes and burning ambition on the bone altar.

A medium-grade foundation-building pill can increase the chances of a cultivator reaching the sixth level of foundation-building, and can also be used to cleanse the body and protect the meridians.

In the Baigu Sect, anyone who can cultivate to the ninth level of Qi training has a foundation-building seed.

As long as you get this mid-grade foundation-building pill, as long as it is not a waste, you can be promoted to the foundation-building stage.

If the foundation is solid, one can also strive for a mid-level foundation, and in the future one can get a glimpse of the Jindan realm.

This kind of elixir is difficult to refine, and even in the hands of a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, there is not one.

'The last time I heard of an elixir of this quality, it was refined by a Jindan Zhenren.

This must be Master's most precious treasure.

If it weren't for the Chen family's provocation, who knows who would have gotten the elixir.'

Cao Shaocheng glanced around and saw Qing Ning, Bai Twelve, Guan Zhibai, and Fu Ziyin.
Among the fellow disciples, as long as they have reached the eighth or ninth level of Qi training, their eyes are filled with passion and they are determined to win.

Obviously, everyone knows that a mid-grade foundation-building pill can help one on the path of cultivation.

Whether it is Cao Shaocheng, Bai Twelve, Guan Zhibai, or Fu Ziyin, they all know that this is the greatest opportunity in their lives.
"Let's fight! We must get this mid-grade foundation-building pill!"

The same thought emerged in the mind of the monk at the bone altar.

Seeing this, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Wuhui, Fellow Daoist Shudan, thank you both for your help this time."

"Old monster Yin Gu, I will certainly do what I promised you.
However, the spiritual objects on this list must be treated equally by my disciples and can also be exchanged."

A faint voice echoed, and a beautiful figure in red appeared in a corner of the bone altar.

"who!"

The expression of the Three-Body Master changed slightly, and a rouge-colored aura appeared around the three plump corpse girls.

(End of this chapter)