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

Chapter 423 Guan Guan passed away and asked for his relics

Having gained benefits, Yang Xuan naturally became easy to talk to.

He put the Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment into his sleeve, and then threw a bronze token into the hands of a burly Feng Lingwei behind him.

“Zhao Kuo, the last time you were infected with the cold poison while testing medicine, you had some connection with Fellow Daoist Fang.

You are exempted from the task of patrolling the Immortal City for the past ten days. You can entertain Fellow Daoist Fang well in these many caves.

If you are unable to open the Fengyu Cave Mansion's forbidden area, you can activate my token to unlock it."

"Yes! Zhao Kuo obeys your command."

Holding the token respectfully, Zhao Kuo walked slowly behind Fang Yi.

"Master Fang, please come with me."

In front of the Wind and Rain Cave, water spiritual energy gathered and turned into a deep blue vortex.

The vortex continued to expand, and the aura of the cultivators in the cave was also rising.

"boom!"

The Qi suddenly broke through a bottleneck and continued to rise.

The shadow of a hexagonal cold plum appeared in Fang Yi's eyes, and his hands in his long sleeves were pinching magic formulas.

After a few breaths, he felt Chu Guanguan's energy, which was growing but abnormally chaotic.

His expression changed slightly.

"No! Mana backlash!"

"Crash!"

The Green Lotus Treasure Flag emitted spiritual light and pierced into the center of the vortex like a sharp sword.

The flag rolled up, and the vortex was broken up by the precious flag, turning into a drizzle of spiritual rain falling down.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Xu!
The caves in this Fengyu Tower are connected to a quasi-third-level or even third-level magic formation, and you can't break it by force."

Fang Yi clapped his hand on Xu Qingshe's shoulder, then turned around and spoke to Feng Lingwei who was holding the token.

"Thank you, Daoist Zhao Kuo, for opening this Wind and Rain Cave."

"Master Fang, please wait a moment!"

Zhao Kuo activated his magic power, and the shadow of a surging river appeared on the bronze token.

The muddy river rolled over and fell on the Wind and Rain Cave, and the azure magic ban protecting the cave quickly dissipated.

Fang Yi explained after seeing this.

"Yu'er, you entertain Zhao Xiaoyou here.

Your Uncle Xu and I will go into the cave to see how your Senior Sister Chu is doing."

In Fengyu Cave, an elegant courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles, the ground is paved with spiritual jade, and several spiritual springs absorb and exhale spiritual energy.

The stream flows gently, water vapor rises, and the dense spiritual energy turns into spiritual mist.

In front of the silent training room, a weak female voice sounded anxiously.

“Don’t come in!

Xu Lang, don’t come in!
I don’t want you to see me like this.”

Xu Qingshe paused, then looked at Fang Yi beside her and spoke earnestly.

"Brother Fang, please go check on Guan Guan for me."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, pushed open the wooden door, lifted the invisible veil that blocked the Qi, and stepped into the training room.

"Fellow Daoist Guan Guan, what are you doing?"

Looking in front of him, there was a female cultivator with fine lines all over her face and white hair like dead grass draped over her shoulders, looking like an eighty-year-old woman.

"I'm sorry, fellow Taoist."

Fang Yi frowned slightly,

Immediately, with a wave of his sleeves, Ku Rong's magic power gathered and turned into dozens of sky-blue silk threads, which were injected into the female cultivator's body along the acupuncture points.

The azure silk flowed through the meridians. Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully sensing the withered energy and blocked meridians in the cultivator's body.

After a stick of incense.

The blue silk was retracted from all the major acupoints, and he already knew the extent of his injuries.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, why are you doing this?"

Fang Yi shook his head regretfully, and immediately raised the Ruins Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner.

Layers of green halos rippled, and the shadowy figure of the demon god wearing a Yimu robe and a crown of creation stepped out of the banner.

The medicine furnace in the demon's hand turned slowly.

"rise!"

Fang Yi pointed his finger, and the lush green spiritual flame fell, burning the ancient medicine furnace.

Seeing this, Fang Yi slapped his storage bag, and dozens of sealed souls flew out after healing.

"Crack!"

The soul-sealing jade box was opened, and the healing grass, evergreen wood, and small ginseng, each of these spiritual medicines gathered the essence of plants and trees and floated in front of him.

With the roll of magic power, the elixirs fell one by one into the medicine furnace in the hands of the demon god's phantom.

It transformed into the long-lasting energy of Yimu, rising up and surrounding Chu Guanguan's body.

Half an hour later,
"Whoo~"

A hint of redness appeared on Chu Guanguan's pale face, as if a last ray of light had returned.

Feeling her own dantian which was riddled with holes, she moved the white hair at her temples with a bit of charm.

"Master Fang, how much time do I have left?"

"If you don't use your magic power anymore, I will nourish you with Yimu's longevity energy."

Fang Yi pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, you have three years left. After three years, your original magical power will be completely drained, and you will have no chance of survival."

"What if I use my magic power?"

Chu Guanguan's face was calm, showing no sign of failure in building his foundation or that his life span was coming to an end.

"A quarter of an hour."

Fang Yi looked at Chu Guanguan deeply and had already guessed what he was thinking.

"Judging from the condition of Daoist friend's injuries.

It should be when the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit are united to build the foundation of Taoism that the magic power will backfire.

Moreover, the Taoist fellow did not restrain his magic power and forced his way through.

Now that the Dantian Qi Sea is damaged, I am using Yi Wood's Longevity Qi to block it, but it is only treating the symptoms and not the root cause."

"Only a quarter of an hour. But it's enough."

Chu Guanguan looked at Xu Qingshe reluctantly through the stone wall.

Immediately, his expression became serious and he took out a bronze mirror that he had prepared long ago from his sleeve.

Looking at his pale face reflected in the mirror.

Chu Guanguan pursed her red lips and then sighed.

"I accept the loss and thank you Master Fang for treating me."

"It's just a small thing."

Fang Yi shook his head, looking at the increasingly clear determination to die in Chu Guanguan's beautiful eyes. "Fellow Daoist Chu, please think it through."

"Think it over carefully. In my current state, if I continue to live, I will only be a burden to Xu Lang.

Instead of wasting time on each other, it is better to give him a good memory.

From being the abandoned son of the Chu family, Dinglu, to now having made three attempts to reach the Dao foundation, I have not lost out."

Chu Guanguan dressed up with some difficulty, changed into a crimson long skirt, and pinned a gilded kingfisher hairpin on her temples.

"Xu Lang, do you remember our first meeting at Feihua Tower?"

"Remember!"

Xu Qingshe's calm voice came from outside the quiet room.

He clenched his fingers, his veins bulging, and his cleanly trimmed nails dug deep into his flesh.

"I still remember your song 'Flying Flowers' very clearly"

"Just remember it, Xu Lang. I'll sing it for you one last time."

Chu Guanguan's clear and pleasant voice echoed in the Wind and Rain Cave as she activated her magic power.

Through the invisible veil, Xu Qingshe could vaguely see it.

Amidst the fluttering gauze, a graceful figure appeared, as light as a startled swan and as graceful as a swimming dragon.

A quarter of an hour passed in a flash, and as his magic power was completely exhausted, Chu Guanguan leaned against a landscape screen, his body trembling slightly, and he had no strength left.

Feeling the rapidly flowing vitality in his body, Chu Guanguan's lips curled up slightly with a smile, and he moved his lips to speak with difficulty.

"Xu Lang, take care."

Xu Qingshe's eyes were red and his anger was boiling. He took a step forward and was about to break in.

A hoarse and melodious female voice sounded.

"The years have passed, and I have not seen my white hair and beautiful face. I have no regrets that I have met you in this life, Green Snake.
It's a pity that I am so weak and have wasted so many spiritual objects that I can't continue to accompany you."

"Oh!"

A figure fell to the ground in the quiet room. Chu Guanguan smiled and mobilized the last bit of his magic power to ignite the fireball talisman.

The scorching flames enveloped her body and burned it.

The fire slowly went out, and lying quietly on the ground were a five-colored jade bracelet, half a scarlet robe, and a gilded kingfisher hairpin.

"Fellow Daoist Chu"

Fang Yi sighed in his heart, wondering if his path would be cut off one day.

Or maybe, in the vast world of immortal cultivation, there have been countless geniuses among the millions of immortal cultivators over the past thousands of years.

But how many can reach the other side and ascend to the upper realm?

Time is like a knife, and beautiful women grow old. Like Chu Guanguan, she passed away sadly. If she didn't die an unnatural death, it would be one in a hundred.

An hour later.

It was drizzling, and the falling raindrops wet the entire backyard of Qingzhi Building.

Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe sat on the ground without using any magic power, allowing their robes to get wet.

Xu Qingshe was sad, holding the five-colored jade bracelet tightly in her hand, with a dazed look on her face.

"Brother Fang, why is Guan Guan doing this?
We have been together for decades, and if she hadn't objected several times, I would have become her Taoist partner long ago."

"Maybe it's low self-esteem."

Fang Yi pondered for a moment and began to give advice.

"Junior Brother Xu, you are a true disciple of Xuanyang Mountain, a master of the foundation-building stage, and have lived for four generations.

He is also a well-known second-level alchemist in Fengling Fairy City, and his future is limitless.

As for Fellow Daoist Chu, he was abandoned by his family in Feihua Tower to be used as a cauldron to win over monks.

Even if you and she are in love, she will always feel that she is not worthy of you."

Xu Qingshe clenched the golden hairpin in her hand, her expression becoming increasingly dazed, as if lost in memories.

"Why would she do this? I don't care about the rumors.

Brother Fang, what is the purpose of our practice?
If it were for the sake of longevity, Guan Guan would have at least another sixty years of life if he hadn't forced himself to break through to the foundation-building stage.
If it's for status, who would dare to embarrass her with me around?"

"Brother, what is the purpose of your practice?"

"I?"

Fang Yi's expression changed slightly.

Mingquan Sect, Xuanyang Mountain, Fengling Fairy City. Hundreds of years of experience in two lifetimes flashed before my eyes like a passing scene.

“At the beginning, it was to survive
After seeing this vast world of cultivation, how could I give up so easily?

Practice Qi to build the foundation and form the elixir.
Junior Brother Xu, I would like to know who taught the Dao in the beginning of ancient times?

"Below and below are not yet formed, how can we examine them? In the darkness and gloom, who can fathom them? Feng Yi is only an image, how can we know them?"

Fang Yi chuckled, as if answering Xu Qingshe, but also as if responding to himself.

“Junior brother, don’t be sentimental.

The road to immortality is long, keep going, keep going.

One day, you will give yourself the answer."

"Master, Uncle Xu"

Qin Yu hurried into the backyard.

"The Chu family, where Senior Sister Guan Guan is, came to visit and mentioned... mentioned."

"What are you talking about?" Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

"He mentioned taking back Senior Sister Guan Guan's belongings." Qin Yu spoke cautiously.

"boom!"

Burning anger rose to the sky, Xu Qingshe's face was cold, and his murderous intent was not concealed at all.

"What did the Chu family say?!"

"Gulu."

Under the influence of Xu Qingshe's terrifying aura, Qin Yu's Adam's apple moved and he spoke with difficulty.

"The Chu family's Foundation Establishment Master Chu Xiong and a stranger who is a Foundation Establishment Master are in the lobby of Qingzhi Building.

It is said that Senior Sister Guan Guan is a cultivator of the Chu family, and Uncle Xu has no right to keep Senior Sister Guan Guan's belongings.

Please return the relics, uncle, and don't be so sentimental."

"Good! Good! Good!"

Xu Qingshe's face was ferocious, with fire surrounding him, and the furnace of heaven and earth appeared in his hand.

"In the past, for Guan Guan's sake, I had to save some face for the Chu family.

But since he's so ungrateful, I'll send him packing! "

"Junior Brother Xu, don't fall for my provocation."

Fang Yi let out a light cry, and the magic gestures in his hands changed, performing several small purification techniques.

A faint cool feeling flowed through his meridians and seeped into his soul. Xu Qingshe narrowed his eyes slightly and regained consciousness.

"Brother Fang, I understand.
However, Senior Brother, please lend me a hand. I want the Chu family to bury Guan Guan with me."

"This isn't difficult, but you and I need to be aware of who the cultivator behind the Chu family is."

(End of this chapter)