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

Chapter 440: Hidden secrets in the secret realm, a spiritual object that can form a pill?
Not long after Qin Yu left, Xu Qingshe, his robe rustling, stepped into the cave with high spirits.

"Brother, I have already processed the Cang Huo Wood with the Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace. When you have some free time, please join me in refining the elixir..."

However, the Xuanhen bone is too sharp, and needs to be sharpened by a Yin spiritual object to reduce its peak and blunt its edge."

Xu Qingshe waved his sleeves.

A one-foot-long piece of Yinhuai wood, half a cold and chilling Kui Snake bone, two Yin-attributed spiritual objects were suspended in the air, absorbing and exhaling Yin Qi.

"I've been to several markets in Fengling Fairy City, and I'm still short of some Yin spiritual objects."

"Thank you, Junior Brother. You don't have to worry about the Yin spirit creatures..."

Fang Yi was delighted. Once he got the Glazed Golden Body Liquid, his body cultivation would be able to reach a higher level.

At that time, it would be much easier to expand Qingzhi Tower or seize the position of the head of Kaogong Pavilion.

He pondered for a moment.

Only one of the two spiritual materials, Canghuo Wood and Xuanhen Bone, is needed to refine the Glazed Golden Body Liquid.

But to be on the safe side, everything was prepared and Gu Jiushang was asked to go to Xiaoyuanling.

As a dark market of the demonic path, there is no shortage of second-order Yin-attributed spiritual objects.

"Please wait for the second-level Yin-attribute spiritual object, Junior Brother. I will have everything ready in three months at most..."

"it is good."

Xu Qingshe saw that Fang Yi was confident and felt certain.

Being able to refine pills close to the quasi-third level will be of great benefit to his improvement in alchemy.

My senior brother is steady and has the courage to speak up about this Yin spiritual object, so there is no problem.

"I'll go take care of the elixirs first. Brother, when you're free, come find me in the alchemy room..."

Fang Yi nodded, then pointed his finger and a green jade talisman was shot out.

A moment later, Gu Jiushang, dressed in a black robe and leaning on a wooden crutch, stepped into the cave.

"Master, what is your command for calling me here?"

"Mr. Gu, please take some time out these few days to go to Xiaoyuanling.

Take all the second-level Yin spiritual objects that can be exchanged in Xiaoyuanling.

Besides, I have already made arrangements for the Thousand Refined Bones required to upgrade the Living Puppet. Let's wait and see if we can obtain the Black Soul in a few years."

……

The next day.

"arrive……"

Looking at the jade archway, Fang Yi stopped and a jade talisman flew out from his sleeve.

After a while, the vermilion lacquered door slowly opened, and a tall and handsome monk came into view.

"Brother Jing, what are you doing?"

Sensing Jing Shaohong's fluctuating aura, Fang Yi frowned slightly.

The original intention of this trip was to find Jing Shaohong to inquire about the news of the Examination Hall, but I never expected this to happen.

"Well, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Junior Brother. I didn't help you before. I was really powerless."

Jing Shaohong's face turned pale and he smiled bitterly.

"This is a long story, please follow me, Junior Brother..."

……

Half an hour later.

Green bamboos sway, water gurgles, and the vitality of plants and trees gathers in the quaint courtyard.

The banner of withering and flourishing in the ruins world was raised, and wisps of vitality were entangled with the lingering fragrance of medicine.

Ku Rong's magic power condensed into twelve sky-blue silk threads, shooting out from Fang Yi's fingertips.

Jing Shaohong has sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes. He wears a dark green crown on his head and a Qingfeng Fuyao robe. His whole body is loose, allowing his sky-blue hair to flow through his veins.

After a stick of incense.

Fang Yi waved his hand to take back Tianqing, and with a point of his finger, the banner of the withered and prosperous world of the ruins was filled with green light.

Yi wood's vitality descends, constantly nourishing Jing Shaohong's vitality.

"The eight extraordinary meridians are being counterattacked by the magic power, the essence and blood are being wasted, and the foundation of Taoism is unstable.

This is the method of burning blood and risking one's life. Brother, who is so bold as to force you to this point?"

Fang Yi was confused.

Jing Shaohong has already reached the sixth level of foundation building. His master, Master Qingfeng, is favored by Master Guangsheng and is a well-known Jindan seed in Xuanyang Mountain.

Who dares to do this and is not afraid of retaliation from Xuanyang Mountain?

Jing Shaohong pondered for a moment, then spoke.

"Junior brother, you know, this matter concerns a major matter within the sect, but I am not in a position to speak up."

Big news in the sect?

Fang Yi frowned slightly, thinking of the slight chill remaining in Jing Shaohong's meridians.

He spoke tentatively.

"But what about the matter with the Hanling Secret Realm?"

"Senior brother be careful!"

Jing Shaohong's expression changed slightly, but he didn't say much.

Seeing that Jing Shaohong had already given a hint, Fang Yi seemed to be thinking about something.

'The fact that Xuanyang Mountain's Jiedan took a fancy to this Hanling Secret Realm shows that it is quite secretive.

It seems that this Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment has an extra 10% left."

Fang Yi did not ask any further questions. He now had many spiritual objects and was in charge of Qingzhi Tower and Xiaoyuanling.

The most important thing is to refine your body to the quasi-third level first.

By then, even if there is any opportunity in the Hanling Secret Realm, only a body-refining cultivator who is comparable to the Fake Dan Zhenren will be qualified to advance and retreat with ease.

The bright sun sets in the west and the silver moon rises in the east.

The silvery-white moonlight casts a veil over the green bamboo.

"Whoo~"

After exhaling a breath of foul air, Jing Shaohong's face showed a hint of blood color, and his qi no longer fluctuated.

I practiced the [Qingfeng Samadhi Method] and did not feel any pain in my meridians.

Jing Shaohong took out a branch with wood grain all over it and a green glow, and expressed his gratitude.

"Yi Mu's immortality is well-deserved. Thank you, Junior Brother Fang, for your help.

This section of second-level green pine spirit wood is used as medical treatment fee, Junior Brother, please accept it."

Fang Yi waved his hand to refuse. A low-grade, second-rank spiritual object was of little use to him. "It's just a small favor, Senior Brother Jing, thank you for your kindness. Senior Brother and Uncle Qingfeng have also helped me a lot."

He took out a bottle of pink ointment from his storage bag and placed it in front of Jing Shaohong.

"Brother, there is still some cold poison remaining in your meridians. This is the Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment I recently refined.

Brother, take this medicine every day at noon and noon, and within ten days, you will be able to get rid of the cold poison."

Seeing that Fang Yi was still unwilling to accept the spiritual object, Jing Shaohong looked helpless.

"Thank you, Junior Brother. What did you come to see me about this time?"

"Brother Jing, do you know what happened in the Examination Hall?
After I came out of retreat, I visited her several times, but never saw Sister Luo Shengyi."

"Examination Pavilion?"

A trace of fear appeared on Jing Shaohong's face, and he spoke.

"While exploring the secret realm, Luo Shengyi's body was severely damaged, his essence, blood, and lifespan were depleted. Now I'm afraid he doesn't have much time left.

Junior Brother, I remember you have some grudges with Wei Jiuxiao of the Wei Family?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly. Luo Shengyi was about to die, but there was no news at all.

"Brother, who do you think is the leader of the Examination Pavilion?"

"Wei Jiuxiao."

Jing Shaohong gritted his teeth, thinking of Fang Yi's several attempts to help him, and with a wave of his sleeves, clouds and mist rolled in the courtyard, and a magical ban separated the inside and the outside.

He opened his lips slightly and lowered his voice.

"Junior Brother Fang, in addition, the sect has also sent a great cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage to take charge of the assessment.

Senior Brother Zhong He has profound cultivation and has reached the ninth level of foundation building. Among the sect’s cultivators, he is ranked among the top three, below the Jindan Zhenren.

Junior Brother, even if you have Senior Brother Xu Qingshe to help you, you must not be careless."

"The Dan-Jie seed of the ninth level of foundation building?" Fang Yi looked surprised.

"Brother Jing, a cultivator of this level of cultivation, why doesn't he practice in seclusion within the sect to achieve Dan formation? Why does he come to Fengling Immortal City?
Aren't you afraid that he might send someone to do something bad to you?"

Jing Shaohong pointed in the direction of the Hanling Secret Realm and said nothing more.

A gleam of light flashed in Fang Yi's eyes.

The changes in the celestial phenomena brought about by the Hanling Secret Realm, and Xia Zhengbai's undisguised pursuit of the Wuying Quhan Ointment
Bao Tu, the disciple from Xiaoyuanling, whose sect I don't know.
He had a vague guess in his mind.

There are not many things that can attract the attention of a Jindan Zhenren and that a cultivator at the eighth or ninth level of the Foundation Establishment stage is eager to pursue.

The spiritual object of Danjie!

Fang Yi felt a burning sensation in his heart.

This secret realm of Hanling is very likely to produce spiritual objects that can form elixirs. No wonder the Jiuqu lineage values ​​the Wuying Cold-Removing Ointment so much.

No wonder the sect mobilized a great cultivator who had reached the ninth level of foundation building to come to the Merit Examination Pavilion.

'It seems that Bishui Pavilion and Tiandaowu must have made some guesses, which is why they only dispatched ordinary cultivators at the seventh level of foundation building.

The Hehuan Sect and the Baigu Sect were completely unaware of this.'

Fang Yi's eyes were deep.

Who doesn’t need a spiritual object for forming a pill?
Even though he had a portion of the Water of Withering and Flourishing in his hand, this spiritual object was mostly beneficial to his Dharma body.

Although I don’t know what kind of spiritual creature is bred in the Hanling Secret Realm, every additional spiritual creature that can form a pill will increase the chance of forming a fake pill.

A flash of murderous intent towards Wei Jiuxiao flashed through his mind.

Only by taking charge of the Examination Pavilion can one determine the changes in the Hanling Secret Realm.

One month later.

In Qingzhi Building, the alchemy room is paved with bluestone, and an ancient baking furnace is surrounded by mist and exhales fire.

Xu Qingshe held a brown pill in his hand and teased the silver-white little beast.

When he looked up and saw Fang Yi coming in, a look of surprise flashed across his face. The number of Yin spiritual objects needed to sharpen the Xuanhen Bone was not a small number.

"Brother, have you prepared all the Yin-attributed spiritual objects?"

"Junior Brother Xu, do you think these Yin spiritual objects are enough? If not, wait a little longer."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, slapped his storage bag, and five sealed jade boxes flew out.

"Crack!"

A ray of spiritual light flashed from the fingertips, and the jade box slowly opened. Yin energy filled the air, and the alchemy room became unusually cold.

"Ghost Face Zhi, Soul Swallowing Wood, Cold Blood Soil."

Looking at the spiritual object floating in the air, Xu Qingshe waved his sleeves, took the spiritual object into his hands, and felt the spiritual energy in it.

After a few breaths, Xu Qingshe nodded slightly.

"Brother Fang, you have great skills. These Yin-attributed spiritual objects are of top quality, at least lower-grade second-level, and one is mid-grade second-level.

This quality is good enough, shall we start the furnace now?"

"Okay, thank you, junior brother." Fang Yi bowed.

Xu Qingse's face was serious, and he activated the [Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace Method]. Then he slapped out with his palm, landing on the ancient baking furnace.

"Buzz!"

The copper furnace was suspended in the air and slowly rotated, with golden spiritual flames dancing. The Xuanhen Bone, which was crystal clear and glowing with purple light, flew out of the furnace.

"Zheng!"

With a slight sound, the Xuanhen Bone turned into a purple spiritual light and floated in the air.

"go with!"

Xu Qingshe let out a light sigh, and the magic gestures at his fingertips changed, and he kept sending out seals.

Ghost Face Mushroom, Soul Devouring Wood, Cold Blood Soil. Seven Yin spiritual objects flew out and were wrapped and refined by golden spiritual flames.

Time passed slowly, and an hour later, seven balls of Yin Ling Liquid turned into clouds and mist and fell on Xuan Hen Bone.

"Zi!"

The purple edge circulated, constantly colliding with the deep clouds of yin energy, and purple and black spiritual light evolved.

"call!"

Xu Qingshe exhaled a breath of foul air and saw that the purple edge was blunted, gradually evolving into a sense of simplicity and ingenuity.

Excitement flashed in his eyes.

As an alchemist, being able to refine a spiritual medicine that is only a step away from the quasi-third level is also a great opportunity.

“Everything is ready.
Brother Fang, please lend me a hand!"

Fang Yi nodded slightly.

Although Xu Qingshe has reached the eighth level of foundation building, it is not easy to refine the golden glass liquid.

In order to increase the success rate, the two had already made plans.

(End of this chapter)