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

Chapter 465: The Art of Speech, the Thoughts of the Dead (Two in One)

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a green light lifted up the plump Master Chunyue.

With a touch of his fingertips, the banners of the withered and flourishing world fluttered, and green lotuses fell.

"Ok?"

Master Chunyue suddenly felt something was wrong.

Shouldn't we use the dual cultivation method to heal injuries?

"Brother Fang?"

Fang Yi slapped his storage bag and a bowl-shaped magic weapon flew out.

The red-gold spiritual liquid in the bowl dripped onto Master Chunyue's creamy skin.

A warm feeling flowed, followed by a sharp pain, interrupting Master Chunyue's words.

"嘤咛......"

It seemed as if a rotten fragrance penetrated into the nostrils. Master Chunyue's face became blurred, his limbs became sore, and he finally fell into a dream.

Mu Dao Illusion Technique: Wan Ye Fei Hua Jue.

……

A quarter of an hour.

Fang Yi looked at Master Chunyue who was completely unconscious, and his spiritual sense swept over his body, bones, and soul inch by inch.

After a while.

He nodded slightly, feeling completely relieved.

"A virgin's body is full of yin, and it is not a body that can be repaired or restored.
It can be used as a top-grade medicine to help me reach the quasi-third level of physical refinement."

Fang Yi couldn't help being so careful.

Female cultivators who practice the Hehuan Dao have always been dissolute, let alone building the foundation of the Dao.

Even after three years of practicing Qigong, very few people can maintain their virginity and keep sufficient vital yin.

Therefore, among the female practitioners of the Hehuan Dao, 99% of them will practice the art of repairing virginity.

Even after going through hundreds of battles, she remains a virgin, thus maintaining her fairy status.

Whether it's 'a hero saves a beauty and pledges his love to her' or 'mutual love leads to a natural conclusion'.

The difficulty for female practitioners of the Hehuan Dao to maintain their virginity and deceive the cultivators who have taken their fancy to them has been reduced by more than half.

Fang Yi wanted to cultivate Master Chunyue into a great elixir master, which would require an unknown amount of energy and financial resources.

If you are not careful and let the female cultivator Bai Zhan take advantage of you, all your efforts will be wasted and you will become a laughing stock.

"disease!"

The magic spells on Fang Yi's fingertips were pulsating. The blood ink made from his own blood essence in the bowl was used as the material. The scarlet spiritual light flowed, constantly drawing strange spiritual patterns.

The bright sun rises in the east, the silver moon sets in the west, and the days and nights rotate in disorder.

During this month, the Immortal City was in turmoil. You stopped fighting and we took the stage.

Zhong He from Xuanyang Mountain, Bai Lu from Bishui Pavilion, and Chen Zhan from Tiandaowu have fought each other many times.

Together with Chi Hai from the White Bone Sect and Hong Zhuang from the He Huan Sect, the two demonic monks fanned the flames and sowed discord.
All the Dan-forming seeds were torn apart.

In Qingzhi Tower.

Fang Yi held a jade slip in his hand and fell into deep thought.

"Xiao Yuanling received a letter saying that Chi Hai from the White Bone Sect wanted to meet me to discuss important matters?

Well, with the current chaos among the various sects, a balance has been reached. With each other restrained, there shouldn't be much change in the next three to five years.
In this way, Xiaoyuanling's yin bones can be performed on stage."

Fang Yi's gaze was deep and his pupils were shining.

The four arts of cultivating immortality, elixir, array and weapon have a long history and profound background.
Whether it is a cold-removing pill, a poison-removing talisman, or a cold-avoiding magic weapon
Each one has the ability to dispel cold comparable to the second-grade top-grade Five-Sakura Cold-Removing Cream.

In the past, the chance of forming a pill in the Hanling Secret Realm was uncertain.

The cultivators who explore the secret realm are at most in the late stage of foundation building, with limited connections and financial resources.

Naturally, it is impossible to invite the second-level top-grade great alchemist and great talisman master.
But things are different now.

Only Fang Yi knew that a second-class, top-grade spiritual doctor had come to the Bishui Pavilion, and that Tiandaowu had also invited a second-class, top-grade master talisman master.
Except for Fengling Fairy City, which has a slightly worse foundation
Whether it was the Hehuan Sect or the Baigu Sect, nine out of ten times they had invited second-level upper-grade cultivators who had practiced a hundred arts.

“If you want to seize the opportunity to form a pill in the Hanling Secret Realm.

We must know ourselves and our enemies, and we must meet Chi Hai, the Dan-forming seed of the White Bone Sect."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a flash of blood shot out. The strange spiritual patterns on Master Chunyue's creamy skin completely disappeared.

"嘤咛~"

With a faint groan, Master Chunyue slowly opened his heavy eyelids.

Seeing this, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

The Yuanyin Ding, which was refined using the secret method of the Hehuan Dao, was finally completed.

As for what happened next, Master Chunyue broke through the realm and filled the primordial yin energy in the cauldron.

As for resistance?

He fell into the hands of a demon cultivator who had practiced puppetry for Fang Yi's past two lifetimes and had mastered the art of puppetry.

Although under the protection of the Hehuan Sect, it is not easy to engrave the prohibitions in Chunyue's soul.

But with Fang Yi's methods, no one knows how many hidden tricks he has set up.

Master Chunyue supported the cloud bed with her jade arms and slowly sat up.

There was alertness in her eyes, and her soul and magical power surged out from the sea of ​​qi in her dantian and flowed rapidly through the eight extraordinary meridians.

After a stick of incense.

His mind was clear and his magic power was pure, so Master Chunyue did not feel the sinister magic ban.

On the contrary, due to the practice, a lot of the Yuan Yin Qi that was deposited and blocked the meridians was eliminated, and the bottleneck in the late stage of foundation building was greatly loosened.

Thinking about Fang Yi's behavior of curing illnesses and saving lives in Qingzhi Tower for decades.

Master Chunyue felt relieved.

He then secretly spat at the idiot, saying that such a beautiful woman was right in front of him, but he was so gentlemanly and remained indifferent.

Master Chunyue stood up, with a graceful and plump figure, and bowed.

"Thank you so much, Brother Fang, for your help. Chunyue really doesn't know how to repay you.
If Brother Fang doesn't mind my humble appearance,

Fang Yi's clothes fluttered, his eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were bright. He waved his hands lightly, not caring at all.

"It's just a small favor, don't take it to heart, Fellow Daoist Chunyue.

If it weren't for the intervention of fellow Daoist, the two great cultivators in the late foundation-building stage would have jointly set an ambush for Han Qiushan and his group.

Even if Fang can escape with his life, his vitality will be greatly damaged."

Fang Yi pondered for a moment, took out a bottle of golden ointment from his sleeve, and then spoke.

“When I was treating Fellow Daoist Chunyue earlier, I saw that the accumulation of Yuan Yin in your body had turned from beneficial to harmful.

Fang took it upon himself to use Xuan Yang Yang Shen San to remove some of the Yuan Yin Qi from his fellow Taoist.

Fellow Daoist, after returning to Lanyuexuan, you only need to take the elixir once every three days. After a year at most, I think your cultivation bottleneck will be shaken."

"Thank you, Brother Fang."

Master Chunyue spoke with a smile and took the golden Xuanyang Health-preserving Powder.

The last bit of her guard dropped.

If Fang Yi really had any intentions towards himself, why would he act like this and not care at all?

Looking at Fang Yi's handsome face, a faint herbal fragrance emanated from his body.

Master Chunyue walked to Fang Yi's side with light lotus steps, and gently held Fang Yi's warm hands with her fair and tender hands.

His lips were slightly opened, and his breath was as fragrant as orchid.

"Brother Fang, I like you. I hope you won't refuse."

"Haruzuki! You."

Fang Yi's face flushed, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

"Brother Fang, just call me Yue'er."

The plump body leaned in Fang Yi's arms, Master Chunyue's eyes were as charming as silk, the veil was half removed, and the graceful curves were faintly visible.

"Brother Fang, please don't reject me. Yue'er doesn't ask for anything else, just a thought in your heart."

"This"

Fang Yi's expression changed several times, and finally, under the guidance of Master Chunyue, his hot big hands slowly covered the fair and tender skin.

"Please have mercy, Brother Fang."

Master Chunyue reached out to untie Fang Yi's belt, and the veil on her shoulders slipped off, and a faint body fragrance emanated.

The black hair brushed against Fang Yi's naked chest intentionally or unintentionally, causing a slight itch.

Seeing Fang Yi's confused expression and the blood rushing down, Master Chunyue smiled even more charmingly.

The white and tender soft fingers slid along the strong muscles and continued to move downwards.

"no!"

Fang Yi seemed to be suddenly shocked, and his hot big hands tightly grasped Master Chunyue.

He seemed to be overwhelmed by lust, breathing heavily and trying hard to remain calm.

"Yue'er, there is a lot of Yin energy accumulated in your body. If you lose your virginity rashly, it will be harmful to your cultivation.

If Yue'er is truly attracted to me, after we achieve a breakthrough in our cultivation, we can become a couple."

"Brother Fang!"

In the beautiful eyes of Master Chunyue, ripples of light flow like a pool of spring water, full of deep affection.

Then he reached out and grasped a fiery magical weapon, a playful look flashing across his face.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Fang."

Master Chunyue chuckled softly and was very well behaved.

"After Yue'er's cultivation breaks through..."

Fang Yi smiled slightly and embraced the graceful body in his broad arms.

He exhaled a breath of hot air and whispered a few words into Master Chunyue's delicate ear.

"If you're willing, Yue'er, I can help you share some of the burden."

"Brother Fang, you..."

An hour later, in Qingzhi Tower, bamboo shadows swayed.

Outside the quiet room, a small silver-white animal seemed to have noticed something.

"Humph!"

Qijie snorted lightly, then skillfully raised the treasure map of mountains and rivers. Yellow light rolled, isolating the inside and outside.

Fang Yi exhaled a breath, a hint of satisfaction appearing on his face.

Yuan Yin cannot be broken, but the way of Yin and Yang does not have only one way of practice.

After he reached the second stage of body refining, he felt full of spirit, energy and power.

It is no longer something that ordinary Qi-cultivating cultivators, or even those who have established their foundation, can bear.

Master Chunyue stood up and was about to speak.

"Brother Fang, there is something important going on in Lanyue Pavilion. Yue'er can't leave for long. She needs to return to the pavilion."

“Well, there are urgent matters at Lanyuexuan, but things are getting strange in Fengling Fairy City right now.

Yue'er, please be careful on a daily basis. If anything goes wrong, you can come to Qingzhi Tower to find me."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, a hint of reluctance in his eyes, and was affectionate with Master Chunyue for a while.

Finally, Master Chunyue was allowed to leave.

"Don't worry, Brother Fang. Yue'er is also a Foundation Establishment Master, so she will also pay attention to this matter."

Seeing the reluctance in Fang Yi's eyes, Master Chunyue felt a little proud and sighed.

It's a pity that such a gentleman monk would be taken into her arms and taken advantage of day and night.

To help oneself improve
But for just a moment, Master Chunyue suppressed the regret in his heart.

The Hehuan Sect has been practicing for a long time and has established a foundation for Taoism, but she is also a ruthless person.

In order to practice, a medical practitioner who had established his foundation gave up everything.

Outside Qingzhi Tower.

Fang Yi was dressed in blue, with affection in his eyes, as he watched Master Chunyue leave.

"Yue'er, the Hanling Secret Realm is dangerous, so don't go there again.

I will issue a task at the Examination Pavilion to collect the spiritual substance needed to brew Moonlight Dew, and order the monks in the sect to go and collect it."

Master Chunyue was moved and kissed Fang Yi lightly on the cheek before leaving slowly.

"Thank you, Brother Fang. Yue'er knows."

After Master Chunyue turned into a black dot and disappeared in the spiritual consciousness, Fang Yi waved his sleeves and stepped into Qingzhi Tower.

His eyes were clear and he chuckled.

"The Red Charm Technique does have some power, but after that, it just needs to be ripe and the elixir can be cultivated."

The backyard of Qingzhi Building.

Fang Yi held the silver-white monster in his arms and comfortably pulled at Qijie's shiny and slippery fur.

“Mr. Gu, I need to leave Fengling Immortal City for a while, if any cultivators come to visit.

It means that I have made some progress in the art of spiritual medicine and have been practicing in seclusion.

If Master Chunyue is visiting, there's no need to hide it. Just say you're going to the Hanling Secret Realm to collect spiritual herbs to refine the Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment."

"Shenglian Wuying Cold-Removing Ointment?"

Gu Jiushang was shocked. The Wuying Cold-Removing Ointment left in Qingzhi Tower was now a second-grade top-grade elixir.

If you go one step further.
"Master wants to refine a third-level elixir?"

"Humph?"

Qijie hummed and raised his head, his dark eyes filled with astonishment.

A third-level spiritual doctor.

Not to mention Fengling Fairy City, even Xuanyang Mountain has not seen such cultivators for hundreds of years.

"It's just a quasi-third-level elixir.
The status of a third-level pharmacist is higher than that of a fake dan real person, and is only slightly weaker than a jindan real person in the sect.

How could it be so easy to break through?"

Fang Yi began to explain.

Gu Jiushang's eyes relaxed slightly, and then a hint of disappointment flashed across them.

If Fang Yi could really advance to the third-level pharmacist, his talent in spiritual medicine would be enough to be cultivated by the Jindan masters in the sect.

The grudge between me and the half-demon cultivator from the Nanli Kingdom may be avenged within a few decades.

After all, Gu Jiushang is a Foundation Establishment Master, and he has been pursuing Fang Yi for many years and has also experienced many hardships.

After a few breaths, he calmed down and bowed.

"Master, don't worry. I know what to do regarding Qingzhi Tower."

"Jiu Shang, you should practice well. The Thousand Refined Bones that the Living Puppet has refined are spiritual objects unique to the White Bone Sect.

As a fake elixir seed, Master Chi Hai must have kept some in his hands.

Once this matter is settled, I will refine it for you."

Fang Yi swung his sleeves, took a step forward, and his figure became invisible.

The clear voice fell into Gu Jiushang's ears.

"I'm not far off being a third-rank spiritual doctor."

Ten days later.

Xiaoyuanling.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and silver moonlight shines in the dark night.

Xiaoyuanling was originally an ancient battlefield, with a unique location surrounded by yin energy. Now the Beast Taming Chen family and Changlefang have both been destroyed.

After nearly ten years of development, the reputation of Fenglingxian City as the number one dark market has become more and more secure.

It has become the first choice for many robbers to sell stolen goods.

Rays of light came and went.

Hundreds of gray-feathered crows with scarlet eyes stood on the archway of the market town, gnawing on the rotten meat in their mouths.

Human greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant. Even if there are masters who have built up their foundation to suppress them, there are still cultivators who are hoping for luck.

"boom!"

The sound of explosion echoed, and a scarlet light rushed out from Xiaoyuan Ridge.

Then there was a sound of sword sound, and a pale sword light rushed out.

"You, the White Bone Sect, are too bullying. It's just a female cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training. I, the Foundation Establishment Master, would be willing to show some mercy.

It is a great blessing for that lowly maidservant."

A burly monk with knife marks all over his face coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, his face ferocious as he performed the blood escape technique.

Wu Shi was wearing a black robe, feeling a black gem in his arms, and a hint of pride emerged in his heart.

I've heard that the rules in Xiaoyuanling market are very strict. Even those who have established their foundation are not allowed to use force or bully the weak.

But he planned well and got a great opportunity from a young Qi-cultivating person.

Once you escape from the pursuit of the monks in the Xiaoyuanling dark market, you can digest this opportunity.
Looking behind him, the sword light was getting farther and farther away.

Wu Shi felt relieved, knowing that the adult had not deceived him.

The great cultivator in the late foundation-building stage who is in charge of Xiaoyuanling is not in the dark market.

In the sword light, the thin Black Soul, wearing a gray robe, looked extremely ugly.

The Xiaoyuanling Dark Market destroyed the Beast Taming Chen Family and the Changlefang of the Hehuan Sect, and condensed its reputation with the blood of the foundation-building cultivators.

If Wu Shi were allowed to do this, this cultivator in the early stage of foundation building would have to escape.

Afterwards, the foundation-building masters who came to the market to sell stolen goods might have other intentions.

Among those who have gone through the Foundation Establishment Tribulation, each one is ruthless and cruel, and has emerged from the bloody storm.

In the past, it was estimated that there was a great cultivator in the late foundation-building stage in the Xiaoyuanling dark market.

Moreover, the head of the beast-taming Chen family was killed by Yin Gu together with a second-grade top-grade monster.

Now, if the flaw is revealed, who knows how much trouble will be caused later.
Dark Soul's brows were furrowed, his face anxious.

He ignored the pain in his meridians and used all his magic power to increase his speed.
But Wu Shi was well prepared and used the blood escape technique, but he was gradually left behind.

"Who?"

A sense of energy suddenly emerged.

Wu Shi's expression changed slightly, and he felt a terrifying aura blocking him.

"Which fellow Taoist is here?"

"Fellow Daoist, you came to my Xiaoyuanling Dark Market, but you don't even know who I am?"

Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a gray-white robe. The robe was covered with ferocious evil spirits, and was surrounded by evil spirits, making rustling sounds.

The overflowing Yin energy surged like a tide, and a dull oppressive force filled the void.

"Yin Bone Monster!"

Wu Shi remembered a rumor, his face changed drastically, and a bitter taste appeared in his mouth.

Fang Yi's turbid eyes turned. Although he looked old and it was rumored that his life span was coming to an end, he was surrounded by corpse aura, and it was gloomy and terrifying.

"Oh, you know that Xiaoyuanling is my property, yet you still dare to take action?"

Five skinny fingers stretched out, and the corpse energy accumulated in the Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner gushed out, transforming into a large gray-black hand, which seemed to be slowly but actually quickly reaching out to grab Wu Shi.

"Damn it! Isn't it rumored that this old monster is nearing the end of his life and has already gone into seclusion?

How can you still have such leisure and ease? "

Wu Shi slapped his storage bag, and a dark treasure flag was raised. Strands of water light flowed and turned into a light curtain, supporting it tightly.

He waved his sleeves, suppressed the heartache, and offered several second-level talismans.

Wood Vine Talisman, Water Bundle Talisman
They are all top-quality second-grade mid-grade talismans.

Afterwards, Wu Shi paid no attention and continued to burn his vital energy, escaping towards the horizon.

"Boom!"

The five fingers of the Yin Corpse's handprint clasped together, crushing both the thick wooden vines and the azure water rings.

"Zheng!"

The Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword flashed in Fang Yi's hand.

The sword is as black as ink, the blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and extremely sharp.

Faint blue runes flowed on the blade.

The dark treasure flag was cut by the azure blade light, the magic ban was broken, and the flag was split into two parts.

"Ancestor, spare your life!"

Seeing the blue blade light coming towards him, Wu Shi showed horror and begged for mercy.

"Pfft!"

The ferocious head flew up and blood gushed out from the neck.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, narrowed his eyes slightly, and sucked Wu Shi's head into his hands with a suction force.

A ghostly light circulated, and the soul's tragic howling sound came from the head.

Magical Way: Small Soul-Searching Hand.

After a stick of incense.

Fang Yi opened his cloudy eyes, as if thinking about something, and then lowered his gaze.

He looked at his young disciple who was kneeling in the air with a respectful expression.

"Dark Soul, why isn't Fellow Daoist Wuhui in Xiaoyuan Ridge?"

Feeling the increasingly terrifying aura of his master, Master Black Soul even established the foundation of his Taoism.

Cold sweat continued to soak his robe, and he spoke tremblingly.

"Master, Senior Wuhui said a while ago that his cultivation had improved and he went to Mount Sudu to search for spiritual objects."

"Improve your cultivation and cross the mountain again?"

Fang Yisi thought about the records in the fragment of [The Great Method of Heavenly Man Transformation] in his hand.

The cathode generates yang, and the yang pole generates yin.

Going to Sudu Mountain, how far has Li Wuhui gone?
Black Soul breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Fang Yi did not blame him.

"Master, please follow me."

"No need."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the cold light of the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword flickered and chopped down towards a corner in the air.

"Zheng!"

A tearing sound was heard, and a gray invisible air gauze was torn apart.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The dark blue blade light flickered, and the sound of gold and jade clashing echoed in the air.

A tall monk with red hair and shawl, driving a gem surrounded by Yin fire, slowly appeared.

Master Chi Hai held the Yin Fire Pearl in his hand, and locked onto Fang Yi with his unbridled spiritual sense.

"Yin Gu, it seems that your cultivation has indeed fallen to the level of false elixir.
Let me see if you are qualified to cooperate with me."

Master Chi Hai pointed his finger, and the Yin Fire Pearl slowly turned, surrounded by a sinister aura and dotted with phosphorescent lights.

Then he slapped the storage bag, and an eight-foot-tall, scarlet-bodied demon with white bones stepped out.

Fang Yi's expression was indifferent.

After searching his soul, he knew that Wu Shi was just a chess piece used by Chi Hai to test him.

The demonic cultivators live in a world of the jungle, and even if they intend to join forces, they will still test the abilities of one or two of the people they are joining forces with.

If the cultivation level is not good enough, Master Chi Hai doesn't mind adding a cultivator in the late foundation building stage to serve as a Taoist slave.

As the elixir seed in the White Bone Sect.

Chi Hai knew in his heart that as long as he could defeat this old monster who had fallen into decline and had no future.

The real people in the sect won’t care either.

Fang Yi's mind moved, and the Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner, filled with deep yin energy, swayed behind him.

"disease!"

The fingertips changed the magic gestures, and the Yin energy lingered. A skinny hand covered with corpse spots came out from the banner, seemingly slowly but actually quickly.

"Corpse refining? Or a corpse-refining tool?"

Feeling the energy of the Yin Bone, Chi Hai's face became serious, and then his mind moved.

The red bone demon emitted a pale aura, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and blasted towards the corpse's hand.

"boom!"

The grayish-white corpse energy collides with the red fire energy.

There was a brief stalemate between the two, with the corpse qi surging, firmly suppressing the red fire qi.

"Boom!"

A tiny crack appeared on the Bone Demon's fist.

Seeing this, Chi Hai's expression changed slightly.

"This old monster, didn't he say that his cultivation has declined and his life span is approaching, so he can't attack with his full strength.

How can such means still exist nowadays?"

"Brother Yin Gu has profound cultivation skills. How about we leave this matter at that?"

The man on the red sea restrained his energy and took back the Yin Fire Pearl that was fighting with the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword.

Although he still has some cards up his sleeve, the combat power Fang Yi has shown now is enough for him to treat him with courtesy.

"This matter was started by you, Chi Hai. When it ends is naturally up to me to decide!"

Fang Yi's clothes fluttered, and as he pointed his fingertips, his big, skinny hand covered with corpse spots, surrounded by yin energy, closed its five fingers.

Then he pulled hard and the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword fell.

"Zheng!"

The red bone demon, one of his bony hands was cut off.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a dim yellow light rolled up the red bone hand.

"Only then will I give up."

"Yin Gu, you!" Master Chi Hai looked ugly.

(End of this chapter)