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

Chapter 486: Qingyuan Market, Jiuhan Fun (Two in One)

Fang Yi bowed his head and suppressed the thoughts in his mind.

“Thank you, Uncle Jiuhan, for your concern.

Until the matter with Senior Brother Zhong He is resolved, I will be in seclusion in Qingzhi Tower studying spiritual medicine and will not leave Fengling Immortal City."

"You, young man, are indeed interesting." True Man Jiuhan looked at Fang Yi playfully.

With his cultivation as a Jindan Zhenren, he could naturally see that Fang Yi in front of him was sincere and had made up his mind.

Not to mention leaving Fengling Fairy City, I'm afraid I don't even want to leave Qingzhi Tower.

“Junior Brother Fang, I told you to act with caution.

But he dared to use his foundation-building skills to activate his magic weapon and join in the fight between me and those old guys.

I say you are being radical, but I am telling you, old fellow from the White Bone Sect, why are you hiding away like this?"

There was a strange look in Master Jiuhan's eyes.

"Well, he has some of your teacher's virtues."

"Master?" Fang Yi looked puzzled. "Uncle Jiuhan, didn't Master pass away long ago?"

"Well, I mean before your master passed away."

True Man Jiuhan spoke stiffly with a blank expression on his face.

A hint of gossip suddenly appeared on his face.

"Fang boy, how is the progress between you and Han Jing's disciple?

It's not that your uncle is urging you, but you and Yang Cai'er were both born in Shaoyang Prefecture, so you can be considered childhood sweethearts.

But, if you don’t work harder, Cai’er will be chased away by others.”

"Ahem. Uncle Jiuhan misunderstood."

Fang Yi, who was drinking the spiritual wine, choked and coughed. He had never expected that True Man Jiuhan would be so jumpy.

He was vaguely alert in his heart. If he wanted to compete for the position of the head of Xuanyang Mountain, he had to be more careful in his actions.

A Jindan Zhenren knows where he was born.

Xuanyang Mountain must have spent a lot of effort to turn its origins and foundation upside down.

His own status has been improved and he has already caught the attention of Jindan Zhenren.

This is both a good thing and a bad thing.
"What's the misunderstanding?
A beautiful lady is a good match for a gentleman. Yang Caier has already completed her foundation.

You are also a mid-level Daoist foundation, and have a good chance of forming a pill. If you, a young man, didn't have a personality that matched my personality, I would probably break up the relationship!"

True Man Jiuhan's expression turned cold and he looked unhappy. True Man Jindan's powerful aura pressed down on Fang Yi.

"Boom!"

The power of the ice spirit gathered, condensing frost into snow, and in the blink of an eye, the lotus pond was frozen and the green bamboo withered and died.

"how?

My Nine Cold Clan's Jindan Seed is not worthy of you, Fang Yi?"

Fang Yi's expression froze as he looked at Master Jiuhan, whose attitude had changed drastically.

He spoke earnestly.

"Uncle Jiuhan misunderstood. Between Junior Sister Yang and me..."

"Between what? Just brother and sister?"

"Bah! He's just as bad as your master, Xiao Changce, that bastard!"

There was a look of disdain on the handsome face of Master Jiuhan.

Then, without any hesitation, he spat without any restraint, without any demeanor of a Jindan Zhenren.

"Your master also told me that he had an innocent relationship with the most beautiful girl in the Bai family.
Oh, pure and innocent, giving birth to five babies in a row?"

"Alright, I won't interfere in the affairs between you youngsters."

True Man Jiuhan shook his head.

"Little Fang, if there are flowers to be picked, pick them now, don't wait until there are no flowers left to pluck.
Han Jing was so thin-skinned back then, and he was concerned about the reputation of Li Wujiu in Qianzhiyuan.

No matter what, I believe his lover can overcome this and be her equal."

"If you ask me, she's just thin-skinned.

A dignified female cultivator who has established her foundation, and this master’s disciple.

Be decisive and take Li Wujiu to Bingpo Peak, and rape him.

How could Li Wujiu, a mere Qi-cultivating cultivator, resist?

As for the old foundation-building guy from Qianzhi Garden, he was easily suppressed by calling a few fellow disciples.

Now, I’m afraid I even have great-grandchildren.”

Thinking of his most beloved disciple, True Man Jiuhan felt a little lonely.

"Now there is no news from Li Wujiu, and Han Jing stays at Bingpo Peak all day long, and I don't know when he will leave.
Why."

"Master, you are so true to your nature!"

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

"No news. It seems that the Jindan Master of Xuanyang Mountain is aware of Li Wuhui's practice of the [Heavenly Transformation Method].

Fang Yi solved a mystery he had in his early years.

The Jindan Zhenren of Xuanyang Mountain all have deep thoughts. They are thinking about how Li Wujiu lured and killed many cultivators in the Qingling Secret Realm more than eighty years ago.

If I remember correctly, Liu Qingyan, whose Taoist foundation was taken away, was the new disciple of True Man Jiuhan.

Fang Yi looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, with a respectful posture.

True Man Jiuhan muttered softly.

"You're so boring, young man. You're just as good as that old charlatan Tianque."

"That's it!"

Thinking of Xiao Changce's instructions, True Man Jiuhan spoke.

"Fang boy, do you still have any enemies in the territory of Fengling Fairy City?
While True Man Jiuqu is being held hostage by the third-rank demon beast Qingxiao Yunhe from Mount Sudu, I can take advantage of this opportunity to help you settle the score with your enemy."

"Hmm? Uncle Master knows that True Man Jiuqu is not here?"

Fang Yi's eyes flickered as he thought of the domineering behavior of True Man Jiuhan when he first arrived in the Immortal City.

It dawned on him.

It turned out that I knew that the most powerful person in Fengling Fairy City, Jiuqu Zhenren, was not there.

"Hey, I'm not stupid.

That Jiuqu old ghost had formed a pill a hundred years earlier than me, and he had a deep foundation. He was also a master of the third-grade formation.
I'm afraid that only the old charlatan Tianque in the sect can surpass him."

True Man Jiuhan looked very proud.

"We are both Jindan True Immortals, and both are of the Nine-character Generation. But if I were to encounter the Nine-Curved Old Monster, I wouldn't be able to stop him and beat him up.
So, naturally, he should take advantage of his trip to the front line of Sudu Mountain to get close to the other cultivators in Fengling Immortal City.
Unfortunately, that old ghost is so insidious that he has hidden two fake Dan Zhenren in Fengling Fairy City."

True Man Jiuhan paused, then urged.

"Fang boy, considering that you have stood up for Xiao Changce's bloodline, if you have something to say, please tell me now!
I must leave before the Nine-Bend Old Monster returns to the Immortal City."

Fang Yi looked a little strange.

No wonder the three characters "True Nature" written in red ink by Jiuhan Zhenren are recorded in the sect's records.
This is true character!

He pondered for a moment, his mind turning.

Thinking about Xiao Changce mentioned by True Man Jiuhan, he was most likely entrusted by his cheap master to take care of himself along the way.

"So, that matter can be moved up the agenda."

Fang Yi looked respectful.

"Uncle Jiuhan, I practice medicine and have always been kind to others. I have no enemies."

The mind flashed with the soul-nourishing pond of Kurong Xiaodongtian, the spiritual land of accumulated corpses, the bloody mud pool. Many magical spiritual lands, the howling wind, the corpses drinking blood.
"However, I have something I would like to ask Uncle Jiuhan for help.
Uncle, what is the current situation of the Xiaoyuanling Dark Market?"

"A pile of ruins."

True Man Jiuhan pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"The White Bone Sect's Yin Bone attacks with ruthlessness and determination.
Judging from the remaining vitality in Xiaoyuanling, nearly a thousand monks were sacrificed in blood.

The first dark market in the Fengling Immortal City has now been blown away by the wind and rain."

"Uncle Master, I wonder if I can use the sect's power to open a market."

"Oh? That's a good idea!"

True Man Jiuhan looked at Fang Yi with admiration.

"You want to use the White Bone Sect's Xiaoyuan Ridge to bully others and destroy the trust between you and those robbery cultivators.

Come and take this opportunity?"

"Master uncle has a keen eye!"

Fang Yi has a simple and honest look on his face.

"My disciples have been practicing medicine on a daily basis, and the damage they have done is quite severe. Moreover, the White Bone Sect has a deep hatred among the sects.
Disciple thought, if we can take advantage of this, it will be better than being captured by the White Bone Sect again in the future."

"If you want to advance to the third level as a quasi-third-level spiritual doctor, the cost is indeed quite high."

True Man Jiuhan pondered for a moment.

"I agree to this matter. You should prepare carefully and seize the time, if it is before Jiuqu Old Ghost returns to Fengling Fairy City.

This seat can stand for you.
However, Qing Sui of the White Bone Sect is extremely shameless, so you should try to persuade the Green Water Pavilion to take the lead."

"Yes! Thank you, Uncle Jiuhan, for your care."

Fang Yi's face lit up with joy.

The Examination Pavilion is located in Fengling Fairy City. Under the suppression of Li Chengzi and Wu Li, it is difficult for it to make further progress.

After that, True Man Jiuhan made such a fuss.

It would be even more difficult for the Kaogong Pavilion to develop, and it can only maintain this level of power at best.

If you want to go further, you have to find another way.

The most important thing when doing this is to have a real person to back you up.

Fengling Fairy City is the place where Dayun cultivators gather, and there are endless cultivators coming and going.

These major dark markets are opened frequently, and it is roughly estimated that there are hundreds of them.

Seventy percent of them are micro dark markets where monks conduct private transactions.

The remaining three floors also have more than 20 dark markets, some of which are run by great monks in the late foundation-building stage.

But even if there is a cultivator in the late foundation building stage in charge, the Wind Spirit Guards will crack down on it in the Dark Market, but there are none in Xiaoyuanling.

Why is this?

This is because Xiaoyuanling is backed by the Baigu Sect and has the support of the Jindan Zhenren.

True Man Jiuqu of Fengling Fairy City, even without considering the Foundation Establishment Master who opened the dark market.

It is also to give face to Bai Gu's Jindan Zhenren.

one year later.

The silver moon hangs high in the sky, and the shadows of bamboos sway.

Three hundred miles away from Fengling Fairy City, there is a Gobi desert with rugged rocks.

Hundreds of cultivators gathered together, and under the leadership of two foundation-building masters, they turned into a dark market, which was very prosperous.

"Selling spiritual medicine. A three hundred year old foundation-building spiritual object, the Buyuan Ginseng." "A top-grade first-level spiritual plant, complete with all its small and large family, with all its weaknesses gathered together.

It's top-quality stuff, and it doesn't need any restrictions or control. Just a mouthful of spiritual rice is enough to ensure it works for ten hours a day."

"How do you sell this spiritual plant husband, fellow Daoist?"

"A family of three, one is at the fourth level of Qi training, and the other two are at the third level.

There is also a kid with low-grade spiritual roots.

Package price: one hundred low-grade spirit stones!"

"One hundred low-grade spirit stones? Why don't you just go and rob them? Fifty low-grade spirit stones!"

"Deal! This fellow Daoist possesses the magical instrument that controls the Spiritual Plant Man, the Heart-Capturing Pearl."

"Deal?! Damn it, I'm overpaying again!"

Li Ming, with a childish face, sat on the dusty stone road with a torn animal skin in front of him.

There are many talismans placed on the animal skin.

Looking at a hunched-backed master who was in the foundation-building stage, falling from the sky, the gray foundation-building aura enveloped the dark market.

Chen Laosan's hoarse voice sounded.

"My fellow Taoists, today's secret auction will still follow the old rules. We won't ask about backgrounds or grudges, we only ask about price."

"I am here first, to throw out some ideas."

Chen Lao San waved his sleeves, and the clouds and mist surged.

A female cultivator, bound by hemp ropes, with a plump figure, skin as white as snow, and excellent temperament, was pulled and suspended in the air.

"A first-grade mid-grade cauldron, the original Qingfeng Mountain foundation-building cultivator, the original follower of the master's family
After Master Yuan Sui fell in the beast tide, he was captured by this old man. His son is still alive and his vital yin is abundant."

Seeing the despair in Hao Yuanliu's eyes, Chen Laosan laughed strangely, feeling quite satisfied.

When Master Yuan Sui was alive, he suffered a lot.

"She was originally the daughter of the Master. The starting price is one low-grade spirit stone."

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There was silence in the Gobi Desert, and the monks passing by had never thought that there would be any items to warm up the auction in this dark market.

Surprisingly, so exciting!

Chen Laosan's eyes turned.

"Hehehe! Fellow Daoists, don't you want to taste the daughter of the Foundation Establishment Master?

Do you want to feel the pleasure of being tenderly embraced by someone?"

"Gulu."

I don't know who swallowed his saliva, and then the scene on the Gobi Desert suddenly became lively.

"Twenty low-grade spirit stones!"

"Twenty? You're just sending away beggars. I'll offer you one hundred low-grade spirit stones!"

"One hundred and seventy low-grade spirit stones!"

"Two hundred low-grade spirit stones! Please give me some respect."

Li Ming took a deep breath and thought about the instructions given by the elders in the sect.

The magic power fluctuated slightly, and a sound-transmitting jade pendant in his sleeve was activated.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Boom!"

Several golden rays of light shot up into the sky.

Hundreds of Qingzhi guards, with strong builds, wore red armor.

Grouped in groups of three or five, they were connected by Qi and held dark copper spears in their hands, blocking the paths of many cultivators in the dark market.

Huo Zhao has a tall and straight figure, black hair draped over his shoulders, and holds a black gold three-pointed knife in his hand.

"Chen Laosan, you are secretly running a dark market and selling banned items.
By order of Master Fang Yi of Xuanyang Mountain and Xia Zhengbai of Fengling Immortal City, surrender!"

"Fang Yi?
Haha, it’s really true that the officials are allowed to set fires but the people are not allowed to light lamps. This dark market is opened by you from Xuanyang Mountain.

"I, Chen Laosan, can't open it?"

"Stubborn!"

Huo Zhao narrowed his eyes, and the blood in his body surged. He then took a step forward, and with a flash of his figure, he appeared next to Chen Laosan.

"Zheng!"

The black gold three-pointed knife glowed coldly.

Either chop, pick, or tease.
Like an antelope hanging its horns, it chopped off the black claw magic weapon with a sweet smell from Chen Laosan's sleeve.

"Old Ghost Wang, why don't you take action?
If you don't take action now, and something happens to me, you won't be able to escape! !"

A corner of the dark market collapsed, and a hundred-petal green lotus flag fluttered, with strings of jeweled pearls hanging down.

"Are you looking for him?"

Qin Yu was holding someone in his hand, but he was not tied up with any spiritual ropes. There were several restrictions in his body that were evolved from the Qi-locking and God-sealing talismans.

"Damn it!"

Chen Laosan summoned his magic power and turned into a beam of light, escaping in the opposite direction of Fengling Fairy City.

He knew it in his heart.

He opened a secret market and sold many forbidden spiritual objects. If he were caught, he would probably be worse than dead.

"Want to leave!"

Huo Zhao's face was filled with rage, golden light swirled around him, and the three-pointed black gold knife shot out.

"Now that Fellow Daoist Chen San is here, don't leave!"

Qin Yu opened his lips, changed the magic formula with his fingertips, and performed a bewitching magic.

"boom!"

Chen Laosan was in a trance, as if there was a delicate child acting coquettishly towards him.

“Xiu’er, my grandson, is fierce in his actions.

After my death, these spirit creatures hid under the large bluestone in your courtyard."

"It's done!"

Looking at Chen Laosan who was bound by a black and white chain, Huo Zhao showed joy.

He murmured quietly, "Brother Qin, I miss my master more and more. It's all because of Old Wu."
No, be cautious!
"Brother Qin, this is the territory of Fengling Immortal City, the last one, an informal dark market managed by a Foundation Establishment Master."

Qin Yu wore a black jade crown and a Yi wood robe, and he was elegant and graceful.

He pointed his fingertips, and a green mark appeared on Chen Laosan's forehead, sealing his soul.

He glanced at Qingzhiwei who was fighting with the passing monks and quickly gained the upper hand.

Qin Yu nodded slightly.

"The Qingzhi Guards, which Master Dacheng has cultivated for decades, have just opened their front lines after this round.
Junior Brother Huo, we should return to Qingyuan Market. Master has calculated the time and it's time for him to come out of seclusion."

Qingyuan Market.

Pavilions, towers and gurgling water.

Many monks, some are like Confucian scholars with long swords on their waists, some are bare-chested, with their blood surging.
The monks coming and going were shoulder to shoulder, making it very lively.

Qingyuanfang occupies a quasi-second-level spiritual vein.

In the center of the town, there is a green bamboo forest, filled with spiritual energy and swaying in the wind.

In the center of the bamboo forest, there is a green bamboo cave. In front of the bamboo garden, there is a small silver-white beast with a helpless look on its face.

The spiritual power of Wu Earth gathered together, while manipulating the Wu Earth treasure gourd, spewing out spiritual sand and setting up a yellow sand array to isolate the inside and outside.

On the other side, there was a sigh.

A diagram of the formation that evolved from demonic power, Qijie took the spiritual fruit into his pocket.

Since she was paid to do the job, she also paid more attention to guiding Yang Xuanyi.

In the cave.

The banners of withering and flourishing in the ruins world fluttered, and the green light flowed, nourishing Fang Yi's blood, flesh and meridians together with the vitality of Yi wood.

"The Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner has been upgraded to a magical weapon, and I've received feedback from my natal weapon. I'm not far from the late stage of foundation building."

Fang Yi used all his strength to activate the [Life and Death Withering and Flourishing Method].

As the exercises were practiced, the Qi in the body gradually declined, the complexion became dark blue, the skin and flesh gradually became dry and decayed, and the vitality was like a candle in the wind, fluctuating.

When the breath dropped to a low point, a stream of vitality emerged from the Dantian three inches below the navel.

[Withering and flourishing, life and death have their own laws! 】

Fang Yi sighed in his heart.

His breath began to gradually rise from death to life, his face became rosy and shiny, and his flesh and blood gradually became fuller.

This cycle repeats itself, with the Qi going from strong to weak, from withered to flourishing, thus unfolding the changes of life and death, withering and flourishing.

"One week, two weeks, three weeks..."

After thirty-six cycles of operation and a hundred years of accumulation, Fang Yi will finally take the [Scripture of Life and Death] one step further.

"boom!"

The shadow of an ancient tree appeared behind Fang Yi, its branches waving, its entire body green.

Then the ancient tree withered quickly, and a spiritual seed emerged.

"With the seventh level of foundation building cultivation, one is qualified to compete for the position of Jindan seed in Xuanyang Mountain."

Fang Yi chuckled and was in a good mood. He had reached the late stage of foundation building and had truly stepped into the core of Xuanyang Mountain.

After a moment of hesitation, he felt the vigorous vitality, which was too attractive. His magic power flowed slightly and his qi was restrained.

By practicing the [Life and Death Sutra], Fang Yi restrained his vitality and became like an ordinary roadside plant.

With the faint vitality of the [Blue Lotus Treasure Color Sutra] around him, he stepped out of the training room.

The stream in the forest gurgles, and the insects chirp and birds sing.

Fang Yi has a handsome face and walks slowly in the Qingyuan market. The monks passing by all look at him in a flattering manner.

He pretended not to hear, his mind wandering.

"After a year of hard work, there are no more illegal markets in the core area of ​​Fengling Fairy City.
Next, it’s time to establish your authority.”

"Here it comes! This Qing Sui is really here."

Fang Yi stopped, and the ancient bronze tripod emitted spiritual light and dropped pearls to protect itself.

Then he looked at the two majestic spiritual lights colliding in the market.

"Qing Sui, it's worth it that I spent an extra year in Qing Yuan Market!
You, the White Bone Sect, are indeed still so petty."

"Zheng!"

The cold wave surged, frost turned into snow, and the Nine Cold Master appeared.

His face was gloomy and he waved his sleeves, and the Ice Soul Sword slashed down.

"Qing Sui, you're planning to attack the market in Xuanyang Mountain. This is a good opportunity to teach you a lesson."

(End of this chapter)