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

Chapter 447 Meeting, Planning in Lanyue Pavilion
There was a cool breeze in Ziyang Courtyard.

Zhong He smiled and stroked the jade hairpin in his hand. Four great monks in the late foundation-building stage came forward.

Later, it involved Master Guangsheng and Master Tianque, two Jindan cultivators, and he immediately made a decision in his mind.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Jing, I will send my disciples to deliver the elixir from Qingzhi Tower immediately.
As for Wei Jiuxiao, I will also explain it to him."

"Thank you very much, Senior Brother Zhong."

Jing Shaohong was surprised. Zhong He's attitude was beyond his and Master Qingfeng's expectations.

'Zhong He can be ranked among the top five among the foundation-building masters in the sect. He is truly second to none and above ten thousand people.

A token from Master could actually have such an effect, causing him to change his mind instantly?

Recalling what Master Feng had told him before he came, Jing Shaohong did not delve into it further. He bowed and turned to leave.

At Ziyangju, the lingering fragrance enters the nose like a little snake.

Zhong He was wearing a gray silk cloak with gold edges. He looked at the five-colored dan beads, cold jade, tokens, and jade hairpins on the sandalwood table, and was speechless for a moment.
“That’s a lot of friendship.”

He was feeling irritated and rubbed his eyebrows with his index finger, feeling a little headache.

Following the orders of the Jindan Zhenren in Xuanyang Mountain, Zhong He stayed in Fengling Fairy City and explored the secret realm of Hanling.

But the head of the Examination Hall is Wei Jiuxiao after all. The Wei family has been operating for more than a hundred years and has a complex network of relationships.

If under strong pressure, with the influence of the Wei family, exploring the Hanling Secret Realm will be ineffective.

Ultimately affecting their practice
"A struggle for interests!"

Zhong He knew clearly in his heart that if it was a personal grudge, he would use his identity as a ninth-level foundation-building pill seed.

This Wei Jiuxiao is most likely willing to shake hands and make peace. At least while he is in charge of Fengling Fairy City, Qingzhi Tower will be safe.

As for after I leave, I will not be involved.

In this way, he could give enough face to the four great cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, and he himself would not suffer too much loss.

After all, exploring the secret realm of Hanling and searching for information about spiritual objects still requires the lives of the Wei family cultivators in Changle Valley.

Meng Yuanhai can also provide a second-grade mid-grade Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment.

But now it was a dispute over interests. Baoshengtang had been open for less than a year. The spiritual doctors, servants, and guards trained there were all cultivators from the Wei family of Changle Valley.

How great the benefits are, Zhong He must know.

"Forget it, I'll arrange a meeting with my junior brother and see what he thinks.

I hope he can be more sensible and not push his luck further, hindering my exploration of the secret realm and my search for the opportunity to form an elixir.

otherwise"

Qingzhi Tower.

In the stone pavilion in the backyard, there were flickering lights and a gloomy atmosphere. Wei Qiong's screams were incessant.

Fang Yi frowned slightly and put away the soul bead.

A green light flew towards Qingzhi Tower.

Feeling the familiar aura, he pointed his fingertips and white mist rolled up, covering the formation of Qingzhi Tower and revealing a door about ten feet in size.

"Junior Brother Qingmu?"

"Qingmu has met Brother Fang."

Master Qingmu bowed and spoke politely, without the coldness he had when he met Zhonghe.

Although he is a foundation-building cultivator and can be called Senior Brother Yan Youtai, he is actually a family slave and his life and property are in the hands of Yan Youtai.

Just maintain superficial respect with Zhong He.

But this pharmacist Fang is different. He is a person who can really influence his master.

Master Qingmu held a jade box that sealed the soul, with a hint of flattery in his eyes.

"Brother Fang, I heard that you are studying puppetry.

This is the skeleton of the monster that Senior Brother Yan gave to me. I have been ordered to talk to Zhong He about the matter of Qingzhi Tower.

The spiritual medicine that the building lacks will be delivered by a monk tomorrow."

"I'd like to trouble you, Senior Brother Yan, to take care of this matter."

Fang Yi took the jade box, and with the influx of his magical power, the jade box slowly opened, and a yellow-brown spiritual light filled the air.

Looking at the Green Fang Earth Elephant in the box, there was an aura as thick as mountains, and the spiritual power of Wu Earth gathered and turned into rolling brown clouds.

A second-level mid-grade monster?

Fang Yi was delighted. The skeleton of a second-grade mid-level monster could be refined to a third-grade lower-level one using the secret method of the Spirit Puppet.

He calmly put the Soul Sealing Jade Box into his sleeve and pondered for a moment, knowing that Yan Youtai valued his spiritual medical skills.

He took out a bottle of green jade paste from his sleeve.

"Please, Junior Brother Qingmu, tell Senior Brother Yan that I am not far from becoming a second-grade, top-grade spiritual healer.
In addition, this bottle of second-grade mid-grade Five Qi Nourishing Paste is the best for replenishing vital energy.

It's a pity that the elixir has been cut off in Qingzhi Tower. This is the only bottle I have. I'd like to ask my junior brother to give it to Senior Brother Yan.

If Senior Brother Yan has some free time, you can come to my place to recuperate for a while. I have some thoughts on your injury."

"Yes, Brother Fang, don't worry, Qingmu will definitely be brought here."

Master Qingmu took the jade bottle, performed several spells, and put away the Five Qi Nourishing Essence Paste.

Yan Youtai's innate deficiency of essence, blood and vital energy is of utmost importance to a Taoist slave like him, and he cannot be careless in the slightest.

"Brother Fang, do you have any other instructions?

If not, the beast tide in Sudu Mountain is surging, Qingmu needs to return as soon as possible to protect Brother."

"There's nothing else to do. Junior Brother Qingmu, please go."

After Qingmu turned into spiritual light and hurried away, Fang Yi's eyes became deep and the magic gestures on his fingertips changed.

A jade talisman for transmitting sound transformed into a cloud crane and flew out.

"I should also arrange a meeting with Senior Brother Zhong He. I'll just have Junior Brother Xu, Junior Sister Yang, and Yan Youtai pass on the message.

It is not enough for Zhong He, a ninth-level foundation-building seed, to go all out.
Wei Jiuxiao is, after all, a seventh-level Foundation Establishment cultivator."

Three days later.

In Qingzhi Tower, Fang Yi looked at Lu Yuezhi holding a moonlit palace lantern and smiled bitterly, holding a talisman.

"Junior Brother Lu, I understand what Junior Sister Yang said. I will return to Xuanyang Mountain after I finish the work at hand."

"Then Master Fang, please hurry up."

A hint of curiosity flashed in Lu Yuezhi's eyes. Her own master was so stunningly beautiful that he could make fishes sink to the bottom of their waters and geese fall to the ground, and yet he still had no Taoist partner. Furthermore, he had forged a mid-level Taoist foundation and possessed outstanding aptitude, earning him the favor of True Man Jiuhan.

This is the first time in the past sixty years that a male cultivator who has established his foundation has been invited to Bingpo Peak with such urgency.

If Master's admirers knew this, I wonder how many of them would grit their teeth and feel jealous.

Lu Yuezhi took out a book from her sleeve and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Uncle Fang, these are all the suitors of our master that Yuezhi has collected. Several of them are handsome and have excellent cultivation.

Uncle, you can try harder.
This is Yuezhi's first time in Fengling Fairy City, and I have other important matters to attend to, so I won't bother you, uncle."

After saying this, Lu Yuezhi stuffed the book into Fang Yi's arms and ran hurriedly towards the food court.

Mumbling in his mouth, five-color porridge, jade chicken, thousand treasure soup
"This girl is living a comfortable life"

Fang Yi shook his head slightly, put away the book, and walked towards Lanyue Tower.

Lan Yuexuan.

In the Baohua Garden, flowers are blooming and water is gurgling.

The purple peony has a faint fragrance, the green lotus sways its branches and leaves, and the pink petals fall.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping over the pavilions, waterside pavilions, stone bridges, spiritual springs, and gurgling water in the garden.

Qinghe was petite, dressed in green. She took a few steps forward and bowed.

"I am Qinghe, the maidservant, and I am honored to greet Master Fang. You have not been here for a long time. Did you inform the master of the pavilion?

The Moon Dew Spring stored in the cellar was just opened a while ago, and the owner of the pavilion specially left three pots for the master."

Fang Yi waved his hand.

Since Master Chunyue came to his aid, Fang Yi mastered the entire [Yin Yang He Huan Jue] and knew what he wanted.

He had other plans in mind for the dual cultivation method, and he didn't reject it at all. The two of them interacted frequently.

Qingzhi Tower is being closely watched by the Wei family, while Lanyuexuan is a mixed crowd with countless guests coming and going.

It just happened to be used for this meeting with Zhong He.

“Qing He, there is no need to inform Fellow Daoist Chun Yue. If any cultivator comes here with my jade talisman in the future,

Just bring him to Baohua Garden, and don't let anyone else disturb me."

"Yes, Master, please wait a moment. I will obey your command."

Seeing this, Qing He did not force it. The spiritual food in Lan Yue Xuan was delicious, and Fang Yi often met with monks in the pavilion.

She would not act on her own. As a female cultivator, Qinghe could guess some of Master Chunyue's thoughts.

After Qing He left Baohua Garden, Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness surged, sweeping over the pavilions, waterside pavilions, flowers, plants and trees in the garden inch by inch.

After confirming that there was no one around, he slapped his pet bag and a topaz-colored spiritual light flew out.

The spiritual energy of Wu Earth gathered and turned into a spiritual cloud, holding up a small silver-white beast.

Looking at Qijie, whose fur was shiny and smooth and whose aura had increased a little, Fang Yi nodded slightly, quite satisfied.

With the nourishment of the Wu Earth Spiritual Pearl, Qi Jie broke through to the upper level of the second rank in just one or two years.

"Seventh Commandment, set up a yellow sand formation to isolate the inside and outside, and do not let anyone see what is happening in the garden."

"Hmph!"

The silver-white little beast activated its magic power, and the yellow-brown demonic clouds rolled.

A heavy scroll engraved with layers of mountains and ancient peaks slowly unfolds.

Runes flowed on the Wu Earth Treasure Gourd, spewing out spiritual sand, sand and stones flew everywhere, and a gray formation space was formed.

Half an hour later.

Master Zhong He was wearing a gray cloak. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, the aroma of wine hit him in the face.

"Brother Zhong, please!"

Looking at the handsome monk sitting on the floor beside the jade table, Zhong He took two or three steps and sat down, lifting his cloak.

He unceremoniously picked up the jade cup and drank the silver wine in one gulp.

"call!"

He exhaled, and the wine transformed into icy spiritual energy, traveling through his body and nourishing his meridians.

Zhong He felt Fang Yi's cultivation level at the fifth level of foundation building and the silver monster in his arms.

He narrowed his eyes and murmured in his heart.

'Is about to break through to the second-grade upper-grade demon pet? My junior brother is a little weird.
However, this Moon Dew Spring that has been stored for half a century is a good thing.

Zhong He reached out and picked up the jade pot, pouring the wine out without hesitation, and the silver wine splashed everywhere.

In a blink of an eye, he drank half a pot of spiritual wine.

"Ding ding ding ding!"

With a wave of his sleeves, four crisp sounds were heard, and the four tokens, the elixir bead, the token, and the jade hairpin, fell on the table.

Zhong He spoke.

“Junior Brother Fang, I have been practicing for over a hundred years, but this is the first time I have seen a cultivator like you.

Junior Sister Yang, Junior Brother Yan, Junior Brother Xu, Junior Brother Qingfeng, is the next one to be the Fake Dan Zhenren from our sect?

Fang Yi chuckled, picked up a piece of bamboo shoot from the jade basket and tasted it.

"Brother Zhong, I'm also forced to do this. Qingzhilou is a small business, and I've worked hard to manage it, but it's rare for it to make any progress.

I never thought that Senior Brother Wei would actually have the intention to take it by force."

Zhong He sneered and went straight to the point.

"Junior brother, you have raised a big question for me. Why did you ask me to come here?

The elixir has been delivered. If you want someone to embarrass Wei Jiuxiao,

Zhong He paused and pointed to the four tokens on the table.

"We have to give face to these four junior brothers, but we also have to consider the face of a certain family.

Junior Brother Fang, I am not interested in knowing who is right or wrong in your personal grudge with Wei Jiuxiao.

But I still have great use for the Wei family, so this matter ends here."

(End of this chapter)