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

Chapter 446: Qingsong's Visit, Zhonghe's Concerns (Two-in-One, -word Chapter)

Fengling Fairy City.

In an ancient courtyard, there is a small bridge, flowing water and a gentle breeze.

Jing Shaohong was dressed in brocade clothes, sitting with his legs bent, leaning against a bamboo.

"Master, why are you here too?"

Master Qingfeng was wearing white clothes, and the breeze blew around him, causing his sleeves to flutter.

"I came here this time for the matter of the Frost Spirit Secret Realm, so please don't make it public...

Your injuries..."

"Wow!"

A crane cry was heard, and Jing Shaohong showed a look of surprise.

"Junior Brother Fang's sound transmission cloud crane?"

A green light shot out from his index finger, and the jade slip was rolled into his hand.

After a few breaths, he put down the jade slip and frowned slightly.

"What happened?" asked Master Qingfeng.

“Master, it’s about Qingzhi Tower.

After Wei Jiuxiao of the Wei family took control of the Examination Hall, he colluded with outsiders and cut off Junior Brother Fang's spiritual medicine..."

"You've run out of elixirs? You're so bold..."

Master Qingfeng frowned, and the breeze around him rippled and turned into a howling gale.

He shook his head slightly, feeling a little regretful.

“If your junior brother had let me know earlier, he would have known that there was a second-level mid-grade demon pet.

The matter of the head of the Examination Pavilion remains unknown...

Now that the dust has settled, but Junior Brother Fang is quite capable, I cannot let others humiliate my lineage..."

Master Qingfeng pondered for a moment and took off a jade hairpin from his hair.

As a disciple of Master Guangsheng, he is always willing to lend a hand if he can.

“I can’t show up now…

Shaohong, take my jade hairpin and go visit Junior Brother Zhonghe... My old face is still worth saving...

At least we can’t let the younger generation of the Wei family be deprived of the spiritual medicine of Qingzhi Tower…”

Jing Shaohong took the jade hairpin.

"Master, don't worry. I'll go there in person. Senior Brother Zhong will give me some face.

However, Junior Brother Fang seems to have asked other fellow disciples to help him, so I have to wait for a while..."

Master Qingfeng nodded slightly.

“In that case, you can proceed on your own. Brother Xiao is in this situation.

His only capable son is in trouble, so why not help him..."

……

Days and nights changed, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

Fengling Fairy City.

As the green light fell, Li Qingsong's hair became white, his forehead was covered with wrinkles, and his body became hunched.

His large, withered hands tightly grasped a young boy of about eleven or twelve years old, with a loving look on his face.

"Heng'er, did you remember what I told you?"

"Dad, Heng'er remembers it.

This time, I came here to meet an important person. I will practice well in the future and don’t reveal my relationship with my father..."

"Heng'er, be good..."

Li Qingsong sighed in his heart, feeling extremely regretful. Fang Yi had also invited him to go to Fengling Fairy City back then.

But a slight difference in thought can make a world of difference.

Walking along the bluestone avenue, we arrived at the center of the fairy city in a blink of an eye.

"Here we are. What happened?"

Li Qingsong looked at the deserted Qingzhi Tower and the bustling Baosheng Hall with monks.

"Isn't Senior Brother Fang known as the best spiritual doctor in Immortal City? Why is Qingzhi Tower in such a state?"

Li Qingsong waved his hand to stop an impatient man in tight clothes.

"My fellow Daoist, I heard that Qingzhi Tower had the Immortal City's number one spiritual doctor, so why is it so deserted now?"

"Old man! Don't stand in my way!"

Feng Dahai was stopped in front of an old monk, who looked grim and was about to teach him a lesson.

A breath of the ninth level of Qi training came down, and at the same time, two low-grade spirit stones, emitting charming spiritual light, floated in front of him.

"Gulu."

Feng Dahai thought of his fifth level of Qi training, swallowed his saliva, and spoke carefully.

"Senior, this is a matter concerning the Foundation Establishment Master, how would I know about it?"

Swish, Li Qingsong slapped his storage bag, and the low-grade spirit stones floating in the air turned into four.

"Is that enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough. I will tell you everything I know." Feng Dahai took off the spirit stone and showed a flattering smile on his face.

"Senior, Master Fang of Qingzhi Tower is kindhearted and kind-hearted. He provides consultation and treatment for injuries in the tower, and the fees are not expensive. He is known as a great doctor.
but"

Feng Dahai subconsciously lowered his voice, shook his head left and right, and after confirming that there was no one around, he spoke cautiously.

“But for some reason, I offended Master Jiuxiao, the head of the Examination Pavilion. He is a great cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage, and there are several other masters of the Foundation Establishment stage in my clan.

Now the Wei family has released the news, cutting off the supply of elixirs to Qingzhi Tower.

I even supported Master Meng in suppressing Qingzhi Tower. In just half a year, this is what happened. I heard that many of Master Fang's spiritual doctors were also poached."

After a stick of incense.

"Dad, do we still need to go and see Uncle Fang?"

Looking at his offspring pulling at his long sleeves, Li Qingsong exhaled, his eyes hardened, and he made up his mind.

"Go! You must go!

Heng'er, you have outstanding talent, and it will not be difficult for you to build a foundation in the future.

Daddy will now teach you one last lesson.

Once you make a decision, stick to it. That way, you won't end up like me, tossing and turning with regrets.

"Daddy, Heng'er, I understand."

Looking at the child's ignorant eyes, Li Qingsong gently stroked his head with a loving expression.

"Let's go, Daddy will fight for an opportunity for you."

A quarter of an hour later.

In the backyard of Qingzhi Tower, the water shimmers and the shadows of bamboo sway.

In the stone pavilion, spiritual spring water bubbled in the jade pot, and the aroma of tea rose.

Fang Yi had a strange look on his face as he glanced at the two monks, one old and one young.

The older one is old and lifeless, while the younger one is delicate and graceful, with extremely pure energy.

Looking at the two of them, they have somewhat similar looks in their eyebrows and eyes.

He pointed his fingertips, and the boiling spiritual spring water in the jade pot flew out and landed in three small jade cups.

"Junior Brother Li, it's been a while since we last met. Is this your blood-related grandson?"

Li Qingsong smiled awkwardly.

"Senior Brother Fang has misunderstood. This is my son, Li Heng.

Heng'er, come and meet your uncle Fang! "

"Li Heng pays his respects to Master Fang."

The young boy had already been informed and knew the seriousness of the matter, so he bowed in a serious manner.

"Li Heng?"

Fang Yi seemed to be thinking about something.

Li Qingsong has been married into the Zhou family for more than sixty years, and all his descendants have the surname Zhou.

Li Qingsong's Taoist companion Fang Yi also remembered that Li Heng clearly did not have the Zhou family bloodline.

"Junior Brother Li, you are already ninety years old, and your son is only ten years old, yet you are still strong and vigorous."

Fang Yi's expression was calm, but he had some guesses in his mind.

"Junior Brother Li, what brings you all the way from Xuanyang Mountain to my Qingzhi Tower?"

Li Qingsong sighed when he saw Fang Yi's cold attitude, knowing that this was already giving him face.

He felt regretful that he should not have been greedy for temporary comfort and failed to follow Fang Yi to Fengling Fairy City.

Fortunately, Li Heng lived up to his expectations.

"Brother Fang, I came here to ask for a favor. This Heng'er is an unexpected find of mine, and it is a top-grade water spirit root.

I wonder if Senior Brother is willing to accept me as his disciple?"

"Top-grade water spirit root?"

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up the jade cup and took a sip, tapping the stone table lightly with his fingertips.

"Junior Brother Li, do you know that my Qingzhi Tower is now being suppressed by Baosheng Hall, and we have even offended Wei Jiuxiao, a great cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Now I am in danger, I am afraid I can't protect myself
With Heng'er's aptitude, the master of the foundation-building sect will not refuse, and will give me a generous reward."

Li Qingsong's old face remained unchanged and his words were sincere.

"Brother, I already knew about the Qingzhi Tower incident, but I have made up my mind. Please be lenient with me."
To be honest with you, I had completely given up on marrying into the Zhou family.

I never thought that at the end of my life, I would be able to obtain such a precious treasure as Heng'er."

Li Qingsong paused, took a deep breath, and his eyes were blurred.

"Junior brother is not as good as you in forging the foundation of Taoism and living to the full four generations. I am ninety-two years old this year, and I am only a little over ten years away from the end of my life.

What use are a few spiritual objects and stones to me? The only thing my junior brother wants is that Heng'er can keep the Li family name.

Let my descendants also be like the Zhou family, and continue for hundreds of years endlessly.

Don't worry, Senior Brother, no one in the Zhou family knows about Heng'er's news. I tested Heng'er's spiritual roots privately."

"Oh?"

Fang Yi looked at Li Qingsong meaningfully.

The road to immortality is rugged and the lifespan of cultivators is limited. Throughout history, not even one person among billions of people can reach the end.

Therefore, family bloodline inheritance becomes the first choice for losers, and relying on bloodline is also a form of immortality.

But what Li Qingsong said was still untrue.

This Li Heng was definitely not the product of chance or a momentary flirtation.

Most likely, he saw that his life span was coming to an end and none of his descendants had the surname Li, so he secretly found the child born to his concubine.

I don’t know how many descendants she gave birth to, but she actually gave birth to a child with top-grade spiritual roots.

Fang Yi curled the corners of his mouth slightly, slapped his storage bag, and a moon-white ancient magic mirror flew out.

A mid-grade magical tool: the Spirit Mirror, left behind by the Xu family of Yunshuipo, which can detect the spiritual roots of cultivators.

The spirit mirror slowly turned, runes circulated, and a silver light shot out, enveloping Li Heng.

A six-inch long blue spiritual light evolved on the top of Li Heng's head.

The spiritual light turns into rain, dripping down
The accumulated water forms a river, and the blue river surges, evolving and nourishing all things.

"Sixty-two spiritual root points, just about to enter the upper grade water spiritual root, the aptitude is excellent."

Fang Yi understood that if Li Heng was a woman, she would have been practicing at Bingpo Peak now.

The ten-year-old boy has the talent of top-grade water, and his values ​​are still undetermined. However, his magical powers are pure. With a little training, he will be able to build a solid foundation in the future.

It's okay to accept a disciple like this, it will be a help at least.

The strongest member of the Zhou family of Xiaoxuan Mountain is only a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, which is a world of difference from the Wei family of Changle.

"Since Junior Brother Li has made up his mind, I will accept him as my disciple."

Li Qingsong was delighted and spoke quickly.

"Heng'er, why don't you pay your respects to Master?

From today on, you must respect your teacher and never forget the kindness shown by Senior Brother Fang."

"Disciple Li Heng, hello to Master!" Li Heng knelt down and kowtowed.

"Well, Heng'er, from today on, you are my third disciple, and your two senior brothers are both striving to reach the foundation-building stage.

After the two of them have established their foundation and come out of seclusion, you three brothers will get to know each other well."

'Two disciples are building their foundation!'

Li Qingsong was shocked. He seemed to have underestimated Fang Yi.

He originally wanted Fang Yi to accept him as his disciple, and then he would sacrifice his own reputation and ask Yang Caier to mediate based on their decades of friendship.

Yang Caier's status as a Jindan seed made her willing to speak up for peace with the Wei family, even though it would cost her a lot.

It's quite difficult to keep Qingzhi Tower, but maintaining the spiritual doctor's business shouldn't be a problem. I never thought that my senior brother would have such a backup plan, two disciples who are about to establish their foundation.
Including Fan Dacheng and that second-level demon pet.

There are four foundation-building warriors. Even if Wei Jiuxiao is in the late stage of foundation-building, it is not a problem for him to protect Qingzhi Tower.

"Fortunately, Heng'er's ambition can no longer be hidden."

Li Qingsong reached out and took off the longevity lock hanging around Li Heng's neck.

"Heng'er, activate the [Sunflower Water Skill]."

"Crash!"

The sound of surging tides emerged, and blue mists gathered around Li Heng.

"Is this the Sunflower Water Spirit?"

Fang Yi was shocked and his face became serious. He activated the power of Ku Rong and his consciousness fell into Li Heng's bones, blood and flesh.

The sunflower water spirit body is just an ordinary one among the innate spirit bodies, but when combined with the top-grade water spirit root, they are mutually beneficial.

With such aptitude for cultivation, he is only one step away from having earth-grade spiritual roots.

"What a shame! If I had Junior Sister Yang's spiritual root scale, the two combined, using water to produce water, could be on par with earth-grade spiritual roots.
No wonder Junior Brother is so confident that he can let you, his disciple, occupy the spiritual land and establish a foundation-building clan."

"Brother, you have a keen eye. Heng'er has such talent. It is already a blessing from heaven for our Li family. Qingsong is already content."

Li Qingsong smiled and felt slightly proud.

More than seventy years ago, the four of them entered Xuanyang Mountain together. Although they were unable to build a foundation, their spiritual roots were not as good as Yang Caier's.

He is no match for Fang Yi in the art of cultivating immortals, and no match for Fan Dacheng in cruelty.

But I can give birth!
Not counting the descendants of the Zhou family, Li Heng alone is superior to countless ordinary people.

"Brother Fang, Qingsong finally defeated you once."

Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

I believed 90% of what Li Qingsong said.

With a top-grade water spiritual root and a sunflower water spiritual body, building a foundation is no longer a problem for such qualifications.

He took me as his master, firstly to protect the surname Li, and secondly to learn the skills of spiritual medicine.

In the world of immortal cultivation, the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth are the most common spiritual bodies.

The five elements are divided into yin and yang.

The natural evolution is Yi wood, Jia wood, Kui water, Ren water. The spiritual bodies of the ten directions.

Fang Yi looked at Li Heng. He had a handsome face, a thin body, and a hint of determination in his big round eyes.

He shook his head slightly.

Kuishui's spirit body is yin, so Li Heng has some troubles in practicing the exercises.

If he wanted to take charge of the Examination Pavilion and then move on to Xuanyang Mountain, the more talented disciples he had under his command, the greater the benefit would be.

The combination of the Sunflower Water Spirit Body and the Top-grade Water Spirit Root, when practicing a third-order technique, already has the potential to impact the Top-grade Dao Foundation.

But he did not have the third-level waterway skills.

The only thing that matched it was the incomplete [Great Method of Heavenly Transformation]. It just so happened that Li Heng's spiritual roots and body were in a state of slight conflict between yin and yang.

'Never mind, accepting a disciple doesn't mean making an enemy.

I've asked Junior Sister Yang and Senior Brother Jing to search the Sutra Library within our sect. They should have a third-level waterway technique.

Fang Yi pondered for a moment, then took out a blue gem and a jade slip from his storage bag.

"Heng'er, since you have accepted me as your master, I will grant you these two treasures.

This gem is a mid-grade magical tool, the Biquan Pearl, which can gather spiritual energy and nourish the origin.

The jade slip contains the quasi-second-level body-building skill [Ice Skin and Jade Bones Method].

[Sunflower Water Sutra] You should practice this first. This method has a pure foundation, and switching to other methods will cause very little loss.
As for your main cultivation method, I will ask a few friends to find you a waterway method."

"Thank you Master!"

Li Heng glanced at Li Qingsong, then respectfully took the precious jade slip.

Before coming, Li Qingsong had already told him that after becoming his disciple, Fang Yi must be put first.

Treat others with your heart and your emotions with your feelings. Don't play tricks in front of a person who has established a foundation.

"Thank you, Brother Fang!"

Li Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief, then bowed and turned to leave.

Li Heng is young and kind-hearted, which is his most dazzling feature besides his talent.

You old man, please don't stay here and get in the way, preventing the two of them from developing the relationship between master and disciple.

"Heng'er, you must listen to your master. Before you establish your foundation, don't come to Xiaoxuan Mountain to see me.
Brother Fang, I'll go ahead."

After Li Qingsong walked away, Fang Yi looked at Li Heng, who was timid and clenched his fists.

He shook his head slightly.

"Mr. Gu, take Heng'er to Cangmuju"

"Yes, sir"

Gu Jiushang walked into the backyard on a wooden crutch and spoke respectfully.

"Master Heng, the master has something important to attend to. Please come with me."

Li Heng is very well-behaved.

"Grandpa Gu, just call me Ah Heng. I can't bear the title of Young Master."

A hint of kindness appeared on Gu Jiushang's face. He smiled slightly, did not refute, and left with Li Heng.

Seeing this, Fang Yi curled his lips slightly and took out a green soul bead from his sleeve. Wei Qiong's soul was roaring ferociously in the bead.

His magical power surged, his palms were filled with sinister energy and dotted with phosphorescent lights, as he performed the soul-searching technique that had just been interrupted.

"Ahhhh!"

Wei Qiong's tragic screams were blocked in the stone pavilion. Fang Yi narrowed his eyes and comfortably flipped through the memories in his soul.

"Meng Yuanhai is dead, now it's Wei Jiuxiao's turn.
Calculating the time, news from Junior Sister Yang, Junior Brother Xu, and Fellow Daoist Yan should arrive soon."

The next day.

The bright moon rises in the east, the evening breeze blows gently, and the moonlight covers Fengling Fairy City with a layer of silver gauze.

In the Kaogong Pavilion and Ziyang Residence, spiritual energy is thick and dense, and three nourishing incense sticks rise from the beast-head copper furnace.

The red cloud crane turned into a pill bead, and the fragrance of medicine lingered in the air.

A furnace mark inhaled and exhaled fire, the shadow of Xu Qingshe appeared, and a clear sound echoed.

"Brother Zhong He, I heard that the new leader of the Examination Pavilion, Wei Jiuxiao, is arrogant and domineering, and is colluding with outsiders and framing his fellow disciples."

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhong He looked at the red bead in front of him and frowned slightly.

"This Wei Jiuxiao is acting too extreme, and trouble has indeed come. He is a top-grade second-level alchemy cultivator."

He took out a jade slip and poured his spiritual consciousness into it.

A second-grade top-grade alchemist spoke up. Although he couldn't let him confront Wei Jiuxiao head-on, he could make him give some face and leave a way out for Qingzhilou.

"Master, fellow Daoist from Bingpo Peak requests to see you."

"Bingpo Peak? Senior Sister Bingpo and I are just casual acquaintances, what do you want from me?"

Zhong He looked puzzled, but still asked his disciples to let the monk in.

"Junior Brother Lu? What do you want from me?

But do I need to post a task in the Examination Pavilion to collect spiritual objects from the Cold Spirit Realm?"

Lu Yuezhi is petite, wearing a goose yellow long skirt and holding a moon-white palace lantern.

She bowed and took out an ice-blue gem surrounded by a chilling aura.

"Uncle Zhong, this disciple has come here to deliver a message on behalf of our Master.

Master said that if it weren't for the secret method of practicing that prevented him from leaving Bingpo Peak, he would have come to visit me personally."

Looking at the Xuan Yue mark in the gem, Zhong He inexplicably thought of the furnace mark left by Xu Qingshe on the gem.

With a wave of his sleeves, golden light sucked the ice-blue gem into his hand. His spiritual sense probed into it, and a chill came over him.

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhong He looked towards the direction of Qingzhi Tower with a look of fear on his face, and then spoke.

"Junior Brother Lu, I already know what Junior Sister Yang said. You can go and rest first.

I will give it some thought and will definitely give Junior Sister a satisfactory answer."

"Fan Chen, arrange a superior cave for your Junior Sister Lu to rest."

Zhong He called out softly, and a monk in green clothes, with elegant demeanor, respectfully stepped into Zi Yang Residence.

"Junior Sister Lu, please follow me."

"clatter!"

Place the azure gem on the Danzhu plate, and the two colors of light will shine together.

Zhong He wiped away the jade talisman that he was about to send to Xu Qingshe, muttering to himself.

"My Junior Brother Fang is quite capable."

He took out two jade slips again and poured his spiritual consciousness into them.

The importance of Bingpo Peak represents the favor of two great cultivators in the late stage of foundation building and True Man Jiuhan.

Combined with Xu Qingshe's Danzhu, it is enough for him to come forward and save Qingzhi Tower.

"who!"

Zhong He's magic power was fluctuating as he looked at a burly figure outside the window. A golden sword light flickered in his sleeve, ready to strike.

"Brother Zhong, Junior Brother Qingmu, I am here to visit you on the orders of Brother Yan Zhi."

"Junior Brother Yan?

Junior Brother Qingmu, please come in!"

Zhong He's expression changed, his aura subsided, the sword light dissipated, and his words became polite.

Yan Youtai is the successor of Tianque Zhenren, who practices the way of Tianji. His status in Xuanyang Mountain is comparable to that of Jiadan Zhenren.

Not to mention that he himself has not yet condensed the golden elixir, even if he has condensed the golden elixir, he still has to give him some face.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Zhong He!"

Master Qingmu was tall and straight, his armor was stained with blood, he was holding a bronze token, and there was a murderous aura around him.

"Brother Zhong, I cannot stay here long due to my duties.

Senior Brother Yan ordered me to come here for one reason only: Wei Jiuxiao of the Wei family is arrogant and domineering, and has no strategy or courage.

Senior Brother Yan hopes that Senior Brother Zhong will discipline them, especially the Qingzhi Tower. How can you stop giving away the elixir for your own selfish reasons when you are helping fellow cultivators? "

It’s Fang Yi again!
Zhong He's spiritual sense swept across the bronze token and he was shocked.

This was already the third great cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage to deliver the message, and every cultivator who delivered the message had a status and cultivation level not lower than his own.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Qingmu, for all your hard work. This Wei Jiuxiao is ignorant of the big picture. I will teach him a lesson.

Regarding the Qingzhi Tower's magical medicine, I will have my disciples deliver it tomorrow!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhong! I have something important to do, so I'll go first."

Master Qingmu bowed his head and turned into a streak of light and left, not at all worried that Zhong He would go back on his word.

As a disciple of the third-rank Tianji Zhenren, Yan Youtai said that no one in Xuanyang Mountain would make an enemy for a foundation-building master.

"What a great skill!"

Zhong He sighed, exerted force with both hands, and crushed the two sound transmission jade slips into pieces. He then took out three jade slips.

"Well, with three late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators speaking, it's you, Wei Jiuxiao, who should suffer."

"Crash!"

The breeze blows, and the bamboo rustles.

Jing Shaohong has sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. He wears a dark green crown on his head and a Qingfeng Fuyao robe in his clothes. His sleeves flutter in the wind, and he looks extremely elegant.

"Junior Brother Jing Shaohong, please see Senior Brother Zhong. I have something important to discuss."

Feeling the undisguised aura outside Ziyang Courtyard, Zhong He put down the three jade slips of sound transmission in his hand.

He gave a helpless smile, turned into a golden light, and took a step forward.

"Junior Brother, are you here for Junior Brother Fang?"

Looking at the jade hairpin in Jing Shaohong's hand, Zhong He showed an expected expression.

"Huh? How did Senior Brother Zhong know that?"

Jing Shaohong's expression froze, he raised the jade hairpin in his hand and spoke politely.

"Senior Brother Zhong, Fang Yi from Qingzhi Tower is a disciple of Master Guangsheng.

I have come here specially to visit you on the orders of my master. I hope you will not go too far.
That Wei Jiuxiao"

"I understand."

Zhong He waved his sleeves and put away the jade hairpin.

I murmured in my heart, this is the fourth one.

There are only a handful of great cultivators in the late stage of foundation building in Xuanyang Mountain who can be compared with him.

Now half of them have come.

(End of this chapter)