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

Chapter 464: In the mountains of Hanqiu, each has his own plan (two in one)

Time flies and three months have passed.

In the Lanyue Pavilion.

Qinghe, a maidservant wearing an apricot-colored skirt, was chosen to be the drug tester.

There was a little bit of jade cream on her lips, and her pink skin was tinged with red.

Heat rose, and a pure yang energy emanated from Qinghe's limbs and bones.

Master Chunyue looked at the golden medicinal powder in the jade bottle on the stone table with a dazed look on his face.

"Is this it?"

Purple mist flowed over the ointment, her red lips rose slightly, and the lingering medicinal fragrance was inhaled into her mouth.

Master Chunyue closed his eyes tightly, feeling the warm and hot medicinal power in his body flowing through the eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve levels of the tower.

Eventually, some of the cold and yin energy in the body will be eliminated.

"嘤咛~"

Master Chunyue's breath was as fragrant as orchid, her white and tender hands were clutching her brocade robe, and her long legs were tightly closed.

"Whoo~"

After an unknown amount of time, Master Chunyue exhaled a breath of foul air, with burning ambition in his eyes.

"Fang Yi. Fang Yi. You are mine."

"Giggle!"

A charming smile was heard, and a red-dressed lady in a crimson robe and barefoot stepped into the Baohua Courtyard.

"Junior Sister Chunyue, what benefits have you gained?
Sister, I was outside the Baohua Courtyard and I could feel your rising energy."

"Senior Sister Hongzhuang, why are you looking for me instead of exploring opportunities in the Hanling Secret Realm?"

Master Chunyue frowned slightly, and his white and tender hands gently passed by, and the Xuanyang Health-Promoting Powder in the jade bottle was put into the storage bag.

She didn't want to reveal too much about Fang Yi.

The Hehuan Sect was originally a demonic sect that respected strength.

After Master Hongzhuang came to Lanyuexuan, he slightly revealed his cultivation level of the late foundation building stage, and 70% of the cultivators in the pavilion became his followers.

Although Master Chunyue uses the Purple Light Mandarin Duck Fan, a top-grade magic weapon, to make Master Hongzhuang feel a little afraid.

However, if Master Hongzhuang has made up her mind, Master Chunyue can only protect herself at best.

The lady in red makeup smiled sweetly.

"Junior Sister Chunyue, I am not interested in the grudges between you and Fang Yi. It is naturally your good fortune that you were able to find Fang Yi's top-grade cauldron.

That is to say, he took advantage of the Hanling Secret Realm.
Among the hundred arts of cultivating immortality, alchemy, weapons, formations and talismans are the most important. The way of spiritual medicine is not even as good as that of a talisman master of the same level, let alone other things."

Master Chunyue sneered in his heart.

'Not interested?'

If she was really not interested, this Hongzhuang would have stepped into Baohuayuan shortly after Fang Yi delivered the elixir.

"Senior Sister Hongzhuang, don't worry, I will take Fang Yi as my servant.
There will definitely be no shortage of the Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment that Senior Sister needs."

"In this case, Junior Sister, please hurry up. The fighting power of Zhong He from Xuanyang Mountain has exceeded our sect's expectations.

A few months ago, I teamed up with that bitch from Bishui Pavilion, and both of us were injured by her.

If it weren’t for the last move of a certain old monster from the White Bone Sect, it would have been difficult for me, Senior Sister, to escape.”

The lady in red makeup had a gloomy expression and gritted her teeth.

If she had not suffered a great loss at the hands of Zhong He, why would she have taken such an extreme approach and longed for an elixir to dispel the cold?

Used to avoid Zhong He and gain the upper hand in the Hanling Secret Realm.

Master Chunyue nodded in agreement.

But she didn't take it seriously in her heart. She didn't know how many years of hard practice it would take for her to condense the golden elixir.

The core now is naturally one's own cultivation, so as to break through the late stage of foundation building as soon as possible.

Qingzhi Building, backyard.

A few green bamboos sway their branches beside the shimmering lotus pond.

Fang Yi leaned on a cloud bed, sprinkling some spiritual rice in his hands from time to time, teasing the fat carp in the lotus pond.

"Mr. Gu, what is the response from Master Chunyue in Lanyuexuan?"

"Master Chunyue invites you to go to Hanqiu Mountain to enjoy the maple leaves and taste the newly brewed wine at Lanyue Tower."

Gu Jiushang looked strange.

Hanqiu Mountain is half a day's journey from Fengling Fairy City.

There is a quasi-second-level spiritual vein in the mountain, which produces a lot of first-level red fire maple trees. When autumn comes, the maple leaves that reach the sky are like fire, which is a beautiful sight.

There are often wealthy young masters who have built their foundation and bring their beautiful maids to stroll in the mountains.

A hundred years ago, Lanyuexuan, through unknown means, occupied Hanqiu Mountain and used it to brew spiritual wine.

This Hanqiu Mountain Dharma Assembly invited many foundation-building masters to taste fine wine, and it was also a small auction.

Gu Jiushang took out an invitation card carved from spiritual jade and filled with the aroma of wine from his sleeves.

"Master, do you want me to refuse Master Chunyue?"

"No need."

Fang Yi stopped Gu Jiushang, stood up from the recliner, and straightened the wrinkles on his robe.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Go to Lanyue Tower and tell Chunyue that we'll meet at Hanqiu Mountain in seven days."

Wait until Gu Jiushang leaves.

Fang Yi's eyes were deep and a smile appeared on his face.

"I wonder which methods of the Hehuan Sect in this world are more advanced than those of the female cultivators in the previous life."

Ten days later.

In the autumn mountains, the fog rolls in, the maple leaves in the mountains are like fire, and the scenery is leisurely.

"Boom!"

A gorgeous long sedan chair was pulled by a quasi-second-level green-feathered crane, with four wheels rolling and green mist surrounding it.

The long sedan chair slowly descended on the square paved with white jade, and a cloud ladder emerged from the sedan chair.

Fang Yi wore a green lotus crown, had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and had black hair draped over his shoulders. He looked handsome and elegant.

"Wow!"

With the mountains and rivers swaying gently in his hands, he slowly walked down the sedan chair.

"Brother Fang, please come with Chunyue. All the fellow Taoists are already here, only you are missing."

Master Chunyue gently waved a round fan in his hand and walked out from behind a gauze curtain.

She was wearing a light-colored silk dress with silver edges and a lotus-colored gauze ribbon gently wrapped around her waist.

The light-colored silk skirt is embroidered with colorful hibiscus, and the long skirt drags on the ground, outlining a graceful figure.

"Sigh~"

Looking at the graceful figure of Master Chunyue, countless monks were fascinated.

Fang Yi glanced around and noticed the three Foundation Establishment Masters present, with envy in his eyes.

The young Qi-cultivating people on the jade platform who were brought to see the world by the foundation-building master had bloodshot eyes and their blood was boiling.

The younger ones who lacked self-control squeezed their legs together.

Fang Yi took a quick look and saw that the cultivators on the jade platform were either handsome or had a deep foundation.

The withered and prosperous magical power was beating in his eyes, and he felt that some of the negative energy in Master Chunyue's body had disappeared.

Holding the [Yin Yang He Huan Jue], a third-level dual cultivation technique, he understood it clearly.

'When the energy is full and the spirit is satisfied, one's cultivation will be improved.

The benefits of the Xuan Yang Yang Shen San to Chun Yue were slightly beyond her expectations.'

Fang Yi waved his sleeves and sat down on a cloud platform next to Chunyue.

"Haha, thank you fellow Taoists for your help. I was so engrossed in refining the elixir that I was late for a while."

"You're welcome, fellow Daoist."

"It's just a small matter."

"Brother Fang, please let me wait for a long time. After that, you have to drink three glasses of Fire Maple Wine as punishment."

Master Chunyue had a face as rosy as a peach, and her eyes were a little charming as she looked straight at Fang Yi.

"This is easy." Fang Yi's face was calm, as if he was not tempted by the beauty at all.

Upon seeing this, Master Chunyue gritted her teeth, then gently clapped her hands.

More than ten beautiful female cultivators, wearing green gauze clothes and stepping on red clouds, emerged from the maple forest.

The sounds of stringed instruments and orchestras rang out.

Fang Yi picked up the jade cup and looked at the crimson wine in it. Ku Rong used his magic power to explore it and a strange look appeared on his face.

'A second-grade low-grade spirit wine, blended with blood deer antler, astragalus root, and flame maple buds, many other aphrodisiac and qi-boosting ingredients, which are of great benefit to offspring.

No wonder there are always foundation-building masters coming to this Hanqiu Dharma Assembly.

Half an hour later.

Fang Yi drank another cup of Fengling wine, and his qi and blood circulated, dispelling the hot effects of the alcohol.

"Why haven't you reacted yet? An ordinary Foundation Establishment Master would have his Yang Qi surge after only three cups."

Having sex after drinking.'

There was already a foundation-building master on the jade platform with a red face, but Fang Yi's expression remained unchanged. He held the jade pot and poured himself a drink, looking very unrestrained.

Master Chunyue's mood changed, and he finally sighed.

As soon as she thought about it, a jade pendant magic weapon appeared in her sleeve, which circulated and spread out with invisible waves.

"I thank all of you fellow Taoists for your kindness in coming here."

"boom!"

A red gem circulated, and dozens of fireballs fell like meteorites.

The sound of fireballs exploding and the screams of monks came one after another, interrupting Master Chunyue's words.

In a few breaths, all the Qi-cultivating monks on the jade platform were slaughtered.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves and raised the Green Lotus Flag.

The precious flag moves without wind, vitality gathers, green light is bright, and green lotus flowers hang down.

Protect yourself tightly.

Afterwards, Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the cultivator who came to Hanqiu Mountain to take action.

A hunchbacked monk in a black robe and a bronze mask, with a murderous aura, raised a pink spiritual net to block the white jade square.

Then he slapped the storage bag, and three green jade rings fell from Fang Yi's bag.

"Chun Yue, today is the day you die."

"Fang Yi, hand over the elixir and I'll spare your life!"

Another monk in green, with a sturdy build and holding a red gem, fell towards Master Chunyue.

"Damn it! Who is so presumptuous here?"

The people who had built their foundation on the stone platform looked alert and raised their spiritual shields, magic flags and other defensive instruments to protect themselves.

Song Xisong, with a handsome face, pointed his finger and raised the black sand shield, a top-grade magic weapon.

Then, a jade cicada magic instrument appeared in his sleeve and chirped silently.

'The Green Bird Cicada is a top-grade magical instrument, best at sensing the aura of cultivators.

The two attacking cultivators were in the late Foundation Establishment stage, but on the White Jade Platform, they had the help of fellow Taoists Chen Yu and Lu Cheng.

There is also a spiritual doctor in the middle stage of foundation building.

Looking at Master Chunyue who was sweating profusely under the suppression of a cultivator in the late foundation building stage.

A glimmer of greed flashed across Song Xisong's eyes.

He has reached the fourth level of foundation building, has an outstanding appearance and a tall stature. Among the cultivators present, only Fang Yi can compare with him.

After lending a helping hand, you can establish a relationship with Lan Yue, which will be of great benefit to your journey.

What's more, the main energy of the cultivator in the late foundation building stage was blocked by Chunyue, and his own life was not in danger.

If I could kiss her.
Song Xisong's chest was burning.

"kindness?"

Seeing Fang Yi's robe rustling, he stopped a monk wearing a black robe and a bronze mask.

Song Xisong felt anxious.

The news that the spiritual doctor of Qingzhi Tower has a second-grade top-grade demon pet is widely circulated in Fengling Fairy City.

"We can't let Fang Yi get ahead of us!"

Song Xisong took a step forward, raised a green jade ruler, and rushed towards the foundation-building cultivator holding the gem.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Chunyue, Xisong is here to help you!"

The burly monk turned the red gem in his hand and saw a monk at the fourth level of foundation building rushing towards him without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"court death!"

The green-robed monk and the black-robed monk looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding.

"Send this troublesome monk on his way first!"

"boom!"

The azure jade ring shone with three colors of spiritual light, gathering the power of the water spirit. The crimson gem slowly rotated, a fiery aura swirled, and a series of magical prohibitions illuminated.

The spiritual light of the two top-grade magic weapons flowed and fell on the magic weapon that protected Song Xisong's shield at the same time.

"Boom!"

The magic ban burst, the shield shattered into pieces, Song Xisong screamed, and turned into a pool of blood and mud.

Chen Yu and Lu Cheng, two foundation-building masters, wanted to help, but they saw Song Xisong die tragically in an instant.

The two of them looked drastically changed.

Then each of them offered a talisman and turned into a light of escape and left.

"Fellow Daoist Fang Yi, Fellow Daoist Chun Yue, Fellow Daoist Lu Yu and I are heading to Xianling Fairy City to get reinforcements.
My two fellow Taoists, you must hold on!"

Fang Yi frowned slightly when he saw this. They were two great cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

He waved his sleeves and raised the blue-gray ancient tripod.

The Five Poison Cauldron was filled with miasma, the bronze cauldron was tilted, and colorful poisonous gas was breathing in and out.

Gold swallowing toad, red fire snake, red flame golden centipede.
One after another, spiritual insects leaped out of the Five Poison Cauldron and turned into a rolling tide of insects.

"squeak"

The insects crawled and turned into huge waves, hitting the hunchbacked monk.

The master who transformed into a hunchbacked old man activated the green jade ring and pointed with his finger.

The three jade rings overlapped and rotated rapidly, and the green spiritual spring rolled and gushed out from the jade rings.

"boom!"

Tides of insects and green waves collided, spiritual energy surged, strong winds whistled, maple leaves on Hanqiu Mountain danced, and spiritual trees were broken.

"Fang Yi, call out your spirit pet, otherwise with your fifth-level foundation-building cultivation, you are no match for me.
And Chunyue, although she was able to stop my friend, she is only at the middle stage of foundation building.
How much longer can she hold on?"

"Fellow Daoist Fang, don't worry about me. I can still stop a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage!"

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Master Chunyue's mouth, and he waved the purple mandarin duck fan in his hand, and fire filled the air and smoke rolled.

A little bit of purple fire swirled around and turned into a mandarin duck the size of a palm, which firmly stopped the monk holding the gem.

"You came for me?"

The shadow of a hexagonal cold plum blossom flashed in Fang Yi's eyes, and [Plum Blossom Yishu] and [Life and Death Withering and Flourishing Sutra] were activated at the same time.

The jade ring turned, and the hunchbacked monk smiled contemptuously, no longer concealing his ninth-level foundation-building cultivation.

"boom!!"

An hour later.

A purple light wrapped around the two cultivators and escaped from Hanqiu Mountain.

The jade ring magic weapon and the red gem were slightly blocked by a vine net.

By the time the vine net was broken, Fang Yi and Master Chunyue had disappeared without a trace.

Hanqiu Mountain, under a red maple tree.

The hunchbacked monk had a calm expression, as if he wasn't angry at all about his prey escaping.

She waved her hand, and the emerald jade ring turned into a jade bracelet with flowing water light and was put on her wrist.

Red mist rolled up, and a spiritual veil flashed by.

The hunchbacked monk transformed into a charming female monk wearing a pink gauze dress and bare feet.

"After all this effort, Chunyue should be able to capture Fang Yi."

"Hongzhuang, this is the nature of your Hehuan Sect. If you follow my idea.

Just now, we joined forces to capture Fang Yi from Qingzhi Tower alive, and then we set up a restriction. There are so many magical herbs we can use."

The green-robed monk waved his sleeves, and his sturdy figure became thin, with red gems flowing and bits of Yin fire entwined around him.

The White Bone Sect's Dan-forming seed, the great cultivator at the ninth level of the foundation-building stage, had Yin fire flowing in the eyes of the Red Skeleton Master.

“The Zhong He of Xuanyang Mountain is difficult to deal with.

If you and I don’t join forces to weaken Xuanyang Mountain’s influence in Fengling Fairy City, why are you making such a big fuss?

If your junior sister covets Fang Yi's good looks and sets a restriction, and then makes one hundred and eight poses, I won't care."

"Heh~ idiot!"

Master Hongzhuang looked at Chi Hai with disdain.

"You and I held back just now, but didn't Fang Yi hold back too?
A second-grade, superior spiritual doctor, holding a top-grade poison weapon, his combat power is not weaker than that of a great monk in the late foundation-building stage.

With that second-grade, top-grade Wu Tubo, even if he is not a match for you and me, it will not be difficult for Fang Yi to protect himself.
This is Hanqiu Mountain. If we delay for a while, who will deal with Zhong He when he comes, as the sword cultivators are very good at escaping?
Could it be that you, an old man like Chi Hai, have improved your cultivation to the point where you can fight against Zhong He?"

"Chi Hai, if you want to measure Zhong He, the two of us are not enough.

Call the old monster hidden in your White Bone Sect, otherwise, just wait quietly for my Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment!"

Seeing Chi Hai's face turn dark, Hong Zhuang Shangren smiled contemptuously and turned into a pink spiritual light and escaped.

"I'm leaving first, Chi Hai, remember to take care of the aftermath!"

"Where did this old monster come from!"

Master Chi Hai had an ugly look on his face, and he urged the Yin Fire Bead in his hand to fall, completely turning Hanqiu Mountain into ruins.

"Damn Zhong He, damn bitch!"

His eyes flickered and he finally made up his mind.

"In the Xiaoyuanling Dark Market, there is a fake Dan old monster whose cultivation has fallen.
If we can ask him to help, maybe he can stop Zhong He."

In the evening, the moon hangs high in the sky, and silver moonlight shines.

Qingzhi Tower.

Fang Yi supported Master Chunyue, whose limbs were weak and whose qi was weak.

"Master, what happened?" Gu Jiushang was leaning on a wooden crutch, his face frowning.

"Do you want me to go and ask Master Zhonghe to come out?"

Fang Yi's face was pale and he was breathing heavily. He took out a bronze token engraved with the word "Fang" from his sleeve.

Then he waved his hand to call Qin Yu over.

"Yu'er, take my token and go to Ziyang Residence in the Examination Pavilion to meet Senior Brother Zhonghe.

Tell my senior brother that I was attacked by the Jindan Seed of the ninth level of foundation building, and now my vitality is greatly damaged.

In addition, starting today, Qingzhilou will no longer sell the second-grade top-grade Wuying Quhan Cream.
If any cultivator asks, tell them that the reason is that I was attacked by a ninth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator."

"Yes! Disciple, obey!"

Qin Yu took the token, bowed, and headed towards the Examination Hall.

He was burning with rage, with murderous intent in his eyes, but he also knew the cultivation level of the initial stage of foundation building.

Not to mention avenging Fang Yi, even saving his life under the hands of a ninth-level foundation-building cultivator would be extremely difficult.

My cultivation is not good enough and I am not as strong as others.

The only thing we can do is pay the price and ask Zhong He to take action to suppress the enemy.

"call!"

On the bluestone road, Qin Yu transformed into a shadow, moving swiftly. His blood was boiling, his desire for cultivation reaching its limit.

"arrive!"

Looking at the clouds and mist enveloping Zi Yang Residence in front of him, Qin Yu paused and then raised the token in his hand.

"Disciple Qin Yu, would you please meet Master Zhong He?"

"Boom!"

Clouds and mist rolled, and dull sounds echoed
"Disciple of Junior Brother Fang Yi? What do you want from me?"

"Reporting to the Master, our Master was ambushed by two ninth-level Foundation Establishment Core Seeds at Hanqiu Mountain.

Although he has escaped now, his vitality has been greatly damaged.
This second-grade, top-grade Five Cherry Cold-Removing Cream is being discontinued."

"boom!"

A golden beam of light shot up into the sky, and the sound of swords rang out, stirring up the wind and clouds.

Master Zhonghe laughed out of anger.

“Okay! Okay! Okay!

First it was Bai Lu from Bishui Pavilion, then Hong Zhuang from Hehuan Sect. Who is next?
This is going to cut off my path to Dan-forming!"

The Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword flew up, with a cold light flashing on the tip of the sword above the Kaogong Pavilion, and then it slashed towards the Bishui Pavilion.

The strongholds of the White Bone Sect and the Hehuan Sect are extremely hidden, and the Bishui Pavilion cannot hide there.

"Zheng!"

The long sword hummed softly, and with a flash of sword light, it cut off a layer of the Bishui Pavilion's headquarters.

Seeing the sword light flowing, it fell towards the Bishui Pavilion again, and Master Bailu shot out a precious pearl.

Then Master Bingyan raised a long silk magic weapon, and Master Xuanzhi waved his hand and threw out a green vine whip.

The four colors of spiritual light, green, blue, cyan and gold, flowed, and the magic weapons collided. The three great monks in the late stage of foundation building joined forces and barely stopped the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword.

Master Bai Lu's face was as gloomy as water.

"Zhong He, are you going to start a war with Bi Shui?"

"Huh? Start a war?"

Zhong He was filled with murderous intent.

"You, the Bishui Pavilion, ambushed my disciples first, and then plotted against Junior Brother Fang Yi.
If there's going to be a war, you should be the ones to start it!"

"Fang Yi was ambushed?"

Bai Lu spoke in surprise.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong He, I have been in seclusion for the past six months to heal my injuries, so I don't know anything about Fellow Daoist Fang."

“I don’t know?
Why did the other party attack so quickly? Isn't it because a second-grade, top-grade spiritual doctor came to your Bishui Pavilion?"

Zhong He took a step forward and turned into a golden light, hovering in front of the Bishui Pavilion’s base.

He ignored the spiritual consciousness of the Foundation Establishment Master hanging beside him.

Liwei!

Zhong He's eyes are deep.

Judging from Master Bai Lu's tone and actions, Fang Yi's attack this time was most likely not caused by the Bishui Pavilion.

But so what?

The headquarters of the Baigu Sect and the Hehuan Sect are hidden very deeply and cannot be found.

In Fengling Fairy City, several Jindan Zhenren from the Jiuqu lineage are in charge.

Tiandaowu was not caught again.

The only remaining cultivators who could be used as an example to scare others were the Bishui Pavilion.

Besides, he had also heard of the second-grade top-grade spiritual doctor from the Bishui Pavilion.
"Zheng!"

The Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword fell again.

Qingzhi Tower.

Seeing the faint Yin aura surrounding Master Chunyue, Fang Yi frowned slightly, then he summoned his magic power and the Ruins Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner appeared.

Strands of pure vitality gather together.

On the banner appeared the shadow of an ancient demon god wearing a crown of creation, a green wooden robe, and holding a green medicine cauldron.

"Let's put on a full show. If we don't take advantage of this opportunity, wouldn't it be a waste of Hongzhuang and Chihai's efforts?"

Fang Yi's expression was indifferent.

He already knew that the ones who took action were Master Hongzhuang from the Hehuan Sect and Master Chihai from the Baigu Sect.

The purpose is just to create opportunities for Master Chunyue.

But Chunyue covets the Yuanyang in his own body, and Fang Yi also needs Chunyue's cauldron with abundant Yuanyin.

"Fellow Daoist Chunyue, please be patient for a moment. I will heal you."

Fang Yi lightly tapped his fingertips and released a stream of magic power.

The demon god showed a look of compassion on his face, and the medicine cauldron tilted slightly, and a stream of spiritual light like water flowed out from the cauldron.

"Brother Fang, what are you doing?"

Seeing that the spiritual light was about to fall on him, Master Chunyue was startled, and a faint lunar color appeared on his face.

But in the end, he let down his guard and let the green light fall.

A quarter of an hour later.

"kindness?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly and took out a bottle of Xuan Yang Yang Shen San from his sleeve.

"Fellow Daoist Chunyue, your body has been corroded by Yin Qi. If you believe Fang...
I am confident that I can completely eradicate this method of Yin Qi corroding the body."

Master Chunyue was delighted.

She put so much effort into it, just to make a breakthrough in her cultivation and advance to the late stage of foundation building.

"Thank you for your trouble, Brother Fang."

Master Chunyue stretched lazily, her face flushed, and her graceful curves were faintly visible.

"I hope Brother Dao will have mercy on me."

　Drop drop drop.

　　This book needs a new title.

　　Gou is a heretic who lives forever in the world of immortal cultivation.

　　What do you fellow Taoists think?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)