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

Chapter 487: Each side takes action, each side takes action in secret (two in one)

Above the Qingyuanling market.

True Man Qing Sui wore a ghost-like white bone robe, a wooden hairpin on his head, and was surrounded by yin energy.

"call!"

The cold wind howled, and the thick deathly air condensed into thick leaden clouds, merging with the icy cold wave.

"boom!"

Above Qingyuanfang Market, the grayish-white deathly aura and the azure coldness continued to collide.

Master Qing Sui slapped his storage bag and took out a magical-level bone relic pagoda to protect himself.

Immediately, he waved his sleeves, and a ghost-like bone sword emerged from his sleeves like a fish.

The dark blue magic sword evolved into a scene of hundreds of ghosts wailing, and it was entangled with the cold and chilling Ice Soul Magic Sword in the air.

“Jiuhan, the last battle at Xiaoyuanling was simply because I didn’t want to be entangled by you.

But now you are so aggressive that you have not left any chance of survival for us. Don't blame me for being rude!"

“Hahaha, Old Bones is so angry.

Are you hurt by the crackdown on the dark market these days?

Let me make a guess. I, Xuanyang Mountain, have wiped out twelve dark markets and killed thirteen evil foundation-building cultivators.

How many of them are the hidden forces of your Baigu Sect?

Four? Five?

Seeing Master Qingsui's ugly expression, True Man Jiuhan was shocked, and a guess vaguely emerged in his mind.

"It can't be more than half. Are they all from your White Bone Sect?"

"Humph!"

True Man Qing Sui frowned and looked extremely ugly.

Although it was expected, the death of Zhong He, a true disciple of the foundation-building master who had the potential to form a pill, in Xuanyang Mountain meant that the revenge would be extremely brutal.

He was mentally prepared and took a step back to avoid the attack.

But I never thought
Xuanyang Mountain’s revenge was too precise.

This devastating loss has already made the Jindan Zhenren of the Bai Gu Sect feel heartbroken.

In order to appease Xuanyang Mountain where the Jindan seeds fell, Fengling Fairy City acquiesced to the Xuanyang Guards of Qingyuan Square and strangled the Dark Market.

But he had never expected that Xuanyangwei's attack would be so precise.

There is a dark market in the territory of Fengling Fairy City, except for one that is backed by Li Chenzi.

The remaining foundation-building cultivators, even if they have the opportunity to run a dark market, still need a backer.

The White Bone Sect and the Hehuan Sect joined forces to take over this lucrative offering.

The Hehuan Sect got the news from somewhere and closed the dark market early.

Although the spiritual vein base that had been operated for many years was lost, the casualties among the monks were not serious.

The dark market run by the White Bone Sect is completely different, a world of difference.

It was as if there was a traitor. Even though it was just a vassal force, no family escaped.

That’s eleven dark markets!
The White Bone Sect has been operating in Fengling Fairy City for two hundred years with great effort and dedication.

In just one year, it was uprooted by Xuanyang Mountain.

If it weren't for Master Qing Sui personally presiding over this matter, the traitor would not have been found after several searches.

He had already extracted the soul and refined the spirit of the cultivator in charge of the dark market to serve as a warning to others!
"Hey, Old Bones, you're such a loser, can't you afford to lose?"

Seeing that Master Qingsui had a sinister look on his face, he seemed to be ready to fight for his life.

Jiuhan immediately slapped his storage bag, and a ray of blue light flew out, transforming into three shields made of black ice and covered with runes.

The shield was cold and chilling, protecting True Man Jiuhan.

Once his own protection was assured, he immediately taunted.

"Oh, let Chi Ming come."

"Qing Sui, you? You're still a little short of the mark!"

"Jiuhan, don't be so arrogant!"

The white bone robe of Qing Sui Zhenren rustled, and his eyes were bloodshot, like a gambler who had lost all his money.

The Baigu Sect and Xuanyang Mountain, these major Jindan sects, have a tacit understanding not to take action against the forces belonging to other sects.

But tacit understanding is just tacit understanding.

If Xuanyang Mountain is allowed to continue like this, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The animal skeletons in the territory of Fengling Fairy City are the main source of spiritual bones consumed by the two third-level inheritances of the White Bone Sect, [White Bone Demonic Law] and [Zhu Yan White Bone View].

"We can't let Xuanyang Mountain continue like this!" True Man Qingsui's eyes were stern.

One mile away from Qingyuan Market, under a towering ancient tree.

Xia Zhengbai wore a black lotus crown, a royal blue robe with wide sleeves and cloud patterns, and held a silver whisk in his hand.

Dozens of Wind Spirit Guards were guarding behind him.

Master Xiang Shu, wearing bronze armor, asked in a muffled voice.

"Junior Brother Xia, do you want me to take action?"

Xia Zhengbai's eyes were filled with a deep blue light, and he took in the monks crowded in the Qingyuan Market.

"No need for that. After all, this Qingyuan Market is my Nine-Curve Clan's statement to Xuanyang Mountain.
True Man Jiuhan was in charge again.

If you get caught, you’ll be in trouble.”

Master Xiang Shu looked helpless.

"Who would have thought that Fang Yi was so good at business.

In just one year, the development of Qingyuan Market has exceeded our expectations. I have no choice but to ask my junior brother to personally suppress it.
The White Bone Demon Sect, the top power in Dayun, and the dark market they ran were completely eradicated in just one year."

There was a gleam in Xia Zhengbai's eyes.

"It's okay, after the battle between Jiuhan Zhenren and Uncle Lichenzi and Uncle Wuli
Although my Jiuqu clan has made certain concessions, we were already planning to suppress the Xuanyang Mountain Examination Pavilion.

Fengling Fairy City is the fairy city of my Jiuqu lineage!"

Xia Zheng's white robes fluttered, his eyes were cold, and he crushed the three jade talismans in his sleeves.

"Master Qing Sui of the White Bone Sect is willing to take the lead and eliminate Tian Dao Wu. Both the Bi Shui Pavilion and the He Huan Sect are willing to take action.

Let's see how long that pharmacist can hold out.
Hey, the spiritual doctor is just concentrating on refining medicine and running the market? Let's see how many forces can survive him!"

“Ding! Ding ding ding! Ding!”

Looking at the sky, True Man Qing Sui looked as if his ancestral grave had been dug up. He disregarded his essence, blood, and energy and fought for his life with Master Jiu Han.

Fang Yi took a step back calmly and entered the Bizhu Garden in the center of Qingyuanfang.

True Man Jiuhan doesn’t know.

Fang Yi still doesn’t understand?
He had in his hands a fake Dan Zhenren and a Dan seed of the ninth level of foundation building.

In the territory of Fengling Fairy City, the White Bone Sect is distributed in four directions and eight poles, a total of twelve directions, and operates a total of twelve dark markets.

Five generations of foundation-building cultivators took over and operated for two or three hundred years, but they were almost uprooted by him using the power of True Man Jiuhan.

Normally, if one or two dark markets are destroyed, the White Bone Sect will not let it go.

If it weren't for the help of his true disciple Zhong He, who fell in the hands of the White Bone Sect, Fang Yi would never have acted this way.

His eyes swept across the many monks who were shoulder to shoulder in the market.

He nodded slightly.

Without the contributions of the White Bone Gate Market, how could the Qingyuan Market be what it is today?

We really need to take advantage of the opportunity when True Man Jiuhan is in charge and use the Qingyuan Market to swallow up all the cultivators coming and going in the dark market.

Opportunities are rare and will never come back. If you miss this opportunity, there will be no possibility for the development of Qingyuanfang.
"The support of the Jindan True Masters within the sect requires the development of Qingyuan Market.

Senior Brother Gu, Xiao Qi, Chi Yin, and Li Hun. The spiritual incense instruments, talismans, and elixirs that they consumed during their daily practice.
If we don’t earn more spiritual stones and precious materials, how can we support the cultivation of four cultivators in the late stage of foundation building?
Come, let me see what kind of disaster these various factions have brewed by joining forces."

In the Bizhu Garden.

Fang Yi looked at the battle between the two Jindan Zhenren in the sky above Qingyuan Ridge, which was like a gentle breeze blowing on his face.

"disease!"

A spell was cast from his sleeve, and the Five Poison Cauldron fell on the spirit eye in the garden.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The ancient blue-gray cauldron swallowed and spewed out spiritual liquid, connecting to the magic ban, and a ray of spiritual light shot up into the sky.

"Oh!"

The huge beam of light exploded and turned into layers of green light curtains, blocking the ice knives and cold winds that fell from time to time.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoists. This is the Jindan Zhenren enshrined in the market taking action.
Our Qingyuan Market has a profound foundation and will never let any fellow Taoist get hurt."

Fang Yi's clear voice echoed in the market town, soothing the monks passing by.

When operating a dark market, most of the people who come and go are monks of unknown origin, and most of the goods they handle are stolen goods, so the most important thing is to accumulate reputation.

"Wait until Uncle Jiuhan defeats Qingsui.
Although Qingyuan Ridge was only established for a year, it has the support of a Jindan Zhenren, which is enough for this market to gain a firm foothold.
Next is.”

Fang Yi had a plan in mind and had it in mind when he was wiping out the White Bone Sect's dark market.

For this reason, he held back and left behind the best-run market of the White Bone Sect, the dark market in Black Stone Stream.

Heishijian alone accounts for 40% of the profits of the twelve dark markets.

This is enough to wake up Master Qing Sui and prevent him from acting without scruples and fighting to the death.

"Let's see which cultivator loses his patience and strikes first."

A deep blue water mirror appeared in front of him. Fang Yi's eyes turned, and a gray evil aura came into his sight.

"Hey, among these calamity cultivators, there are still some who are blind."

Qingyuan Market, Duobao Pavilion.

As a specialized business in the market, Duobao Pavilion has seven floors, selling elixirs, talismans, formations, and magical instruments brought from Xuanyang Mountain.
Under the protection of Xuanyang Guards wearing red copper armor and holding long spears, the bright and precious light was completely unobstructed.
The five-element sword emitting cold light, the black jade shield rippling with green waves, the red flame jade scroll with faint flames
In a corner outside Duobao Pavilion, the thin Hou Jie looked shocked and unbelievable.

"Boss, are you crazy?
This Qingyuan Market is protected by Jindan Zhenren, so even if you have the sixth level of foundation building cultivation, you can be defeated in one blow."

Xue Shan, who was wearing a lake green brocade robe and had a face full of flesh, also spoke.

"Brother Lu, it's okay for casual foundation-building cultivators to come to the foundation-building family's market. With the combined strength of the three of us, we can always eat them all.
But this is a dark market protected by Xuanyang Mountain. It is not possible for us, casual foundation-building cultivators, to get it even if we succeed.

Where can we go after that?"

Lu Wen looked at Xue Shan and Hou Jie who were blocking his way, and the light in his eyes was extremely deep.

"Hey, Lao Xue, Brother Hou, you and I have been working together for many years, and I, Lu Wen, have never done anything at a loss.
Xuanyang Mountain is incredibly powerful, with countless people who have reached the foundation-building stage, and a terrifyingly deep foundation.
but."

He took out a green token from his sleeve, one side of which was engraved with the Wind Spirit Rune, and the other side was engraved with the words "Lv Wen".

Lu Wen shook the token and said meaningfully.

"This is the territory of Fengling Immortal City. The lineage of Jiuqu Zhenren is the real master."

"This is?"

"Feng Yuan Ling?!"

"Brother Lu, how did you join Fengling Fairy City?"

Xue Shan and Hou looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

And deep greed.
Fengling Fairy City is a holy place for independent cultivators, with countless cultivators coming and going, but as the helmsman of the fairy city.

The lineage of True Man Jiuqu is very clear about the temperament of these independent cultivators, but rarely absorbs independent cultivators from the Immortal City.

"Hey," Lu Wen said in a low voice, feeling happy. He pointed at the azure light above the market town.

"The Immortal from Xuanyang Mountain visited Fengling Immortal City a year ago and had a fierce fight with several Immortals from the Jiuqu lineage.

Now he wants to open a dark market in Fengling Fairy City.
The bigwigs in the Immortal City are wary of the power of Xuanyang Mountain and don't want to take action openly. This is an opportunity for us little people."

"This..." Xue Shan looked hesitant.

After all, Xuanyang Mountain is too powerful, and the fake Dan Zhenren of Fengling Fairy City are unwilling to take action openly, so they have to make small moves in private.

He was only at the fourth level of foundation building, and really didn't want to get involved in such a clash of large forces.

Hou Jie's eyes were vicious.

"Old Xue, Brother Lu has come to our door, do we still have a choice?
"Brother Lu, what benefits did Fengling Fairy City promise you to ask me and Lao Xue to join the effort?"

"A spiritual vein!
A second-order low-grade spiritual vein that is enough to establish a family."

The Qingyuan Market is heavily guarded, and the Duobao Pavilion is also full of legal restrictions.

The chilling wind couldn't suppress the burning passion in Lu Wen's heart. But he knew that if he wanted to reap the benefits promised by Fengling Fairy City, he would need the full support of Xue Shan and Hou Jie.

"My two brothers must be aware of the massacre at Xiaoyuanling, but you don't know this.

Not far from Xiaoyuan Ridge, the head of the Yang family, who once controlled the Changlefang spiritual vein, also fell."

"Yang An is dead?" Xue Shan exclaimed in astonishment. "The Yang family kept it a secret so thoroughly that not a single piece of information leaked out."

"Second-grade low-grade spiritual vein?" Hou Jie's eyes were burning as he looked straight at Lu Wen.

"What does Brother Lu mean?"

"You and I, three of us, will destroy this Duobao Pavilion. I am willing to share this second-level spiritual vein with my two brothers.
Old Xue, your descendants, and little brother Hou's confidante, seem to be pregnant.
With a piece of sacred land, you and I, the next generation, won’t have to live on the edge of a knife like this anymore.”

"Done!" Xue Shan's eyes hardened and he nodded.

"Don't worry, Old Xue. I'll keep my word."

Lu Wen looked delighted and took out two more Feng Yuan Orders from his sleeve.

After handing a piece to Xue Shan, he looked at Hou Jie.

"Brother Hou, what do you think?"

Looking at Xue Shan who was close to him and blocking his way, Hou Jie narrowed his eyes and a ghost spear emerged from his sleeve.

"Brother Lu invited me. How could I miss such an opportunity?"

“Fengling Fairy City?
Li Chenzi? Wu Li? Or those two who were hiding their true identities?
still"

In Qingzhu Garden, Fang Yi looked meaningfully at the disheveled and depressed Qingsui Zhenren in the market.

Qingyuan Market is expanding so fast that it is inevitable that Fengling Fairy City will take action.

"I don't know if it was Fengling Fairy City that took action, or if these several families worked together.
But it’s good, it’s a rare target that comes to our doorstep, Zhao’er and Yu’er can use it as a chance to gain some experience.”

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a jade talisman transformed into a cloud crane with slender feathers, noble and elegant, and flew out.

"Xiaoqi."

"Hmph." A small silver-white beast crawled out from the ground and pounced into Fang Yi's arms.

After pulling at Qijie's shiny fur, Fang Yi spoke.

"Fellow Taoist Yang Xuanyi is in the market town.

Xiaoqi, take Yang Xuanyi to the Duobao Pavilion in the market.
Can this Qingyuanfang Market tear off a piece of meat in Fenglingxian City?

Whether I can make further progress in the sect depends on the outcome of this Qingyuan Market."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep and his heart was churning.

Once his cultivation reaches the seventh level of foundation building, he is already qualified to be a true disciple of Xuanyang Mountain.

However, the seats for true disciples are limited as they involve the inheritance of the Taoist tradition.

Even with Xiao Changce's secret support, Fang Yi still needs to make sufficient achievements.

Otherwise, if he is forced into the position, it will be difficult to convince the people, and the position of the head of Xuanyang Mountain will become increasingly difficult.

"Zheng!"

The Bingpo Sword let out a long roar, and Fang Yi looked at True Man Jiuhan, chopping off the arm of a quasi-third-level bone demon god.

He knew it.

"Qing Sui must have other plans, otherwise the damage to a quasi-third-level White Bone Demon God would be enough to force him to retreat."

Fang Yi's eyes were dim.

The destroyed dark market can be rebuilt, and the destroyed trust can be rebuilt.

As long as the White Bone Sect and Fengling Fairy City, the two major forces are willing to take action.

Can Qingyuanfang Market develop in the territory of Fenglingxian City, and how can it develop?

This market business only accounts for 30%.

The remaining 70% depends on how much effort the Jindan Zhenren of Xuanyang Mountain is willing to contribute and whether he can suppress the backlash from various sects.

As the most powerful sect in Dayun's world of immortal cultivation, it has four Jindan masters in the open.

Fengling Fairy City is on guard and does not want the Xuanyang Mountain forces to make further progress.

None of the numerous factions, including the Bishui Pavilion, Hehuan Sect, and Baigu Sect, wished for Xuanyang Mountain to make further progress.
True Man Jiuhan alone is definitely not able to withstand the pressure from True Man Jiuqu's lineage and Qingsui of the White Bone Sect.

At least, a Jindan Zhenren is needed to take action.

And Zhang Hengyi, who is behind Yang Xuanyi, is the best candidate.

Even if Zhang Hengyi has not condensed the golden elixir and is unable to take action, the head of the ancestral hall is Guangsheng Zhenren, his own master, who is willing to take action after all.

"Go!"

Fang Yi patted the Seven Rings, and the silver-white little beast turned into a jade-colored light and flew away.

In the west wing of Qingzhu Garden, the lotus pond is sparkling, the green lotus leaves are swaying, and the lotus fragrance is everywhere.

"Wow!"

A cloud crane, which carried messages, flapped its wings and slowly descended. Fang Yi's voice came out from the crane's mouth.

"Yu'er, the Duobao Pavilion in the market seems to be targeted by robbers.

As the master, he presided over the Qingmu Soul-Nourishing Array, protecting the market town and doing his best to stop the aftermath of the fight between the two real people, and had no time to take care of anything else.

You and Zhao'er will go together to guard Duobao Pavilion."

"Master's decree, the robbery cultivators are targeting the Treasure Stealing Pavilion?"

Qin Yu's brows were sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed.

"Qingyuan Market is backed by Xuanyang Mountain, so which robbery cultivator would dare to attack?
Is it the Immortal from Fengling Fairy City, or the Immortal Qingsui who cooperates with the White Bone Sect?
Or is it the Hehuan Sect or the Bishui Pavilion that is interfering and instigating this?"

Qin Yu guessed in his heart that no matter which force it was, it was not easy to deal with.

"We have to be more careful this time. Master can't spare the foundation-building cultivators in the Handicraft Market, so the only ones left are me, Junior Brother Huo, and Grandmaster Yang.
Trouble! "

Qin Yu held the Green Lotus Flag in his hand and transformed into a ray of green light, rushing towards the Duobao Pavilion.

"Hopefully, only two monks will take action."

Qingzhu Garden, East Wing.

On the bluestone platform, Huo Zhao's blood was boiling, his body was agile, and he was brandishing the black gold three-pointed knife in his hand, fighting with two quasi-second-level beast puppets.

“Ding! Ding! Ding!”

The cold light of the three-pointed black gold knife flowed, sometimes lifting, sometimes stirring, sometimes picking, sometimes chopping.

Even if he restrained his magic power, he could still easily suppress the beast puppet.

"Wow!"

The cloud crane flapped its wings and slowly descended from the sky, and Fang Yi's clear voice rang out.

"Zhao'er, go to Duobao Pavilion with your Senior Brother Qin. A robbery cultivator has set his sights on Duobao Pavilion."

"How could this robbery cultivator be so bold!"

Huo Zhao's hair stood on end with rage, veins popped out on his five fingers as he tightly gripped the black gold trident knife.

A faint murderous aura mixed with murderous intent emanated from the burly body.

"Master, rest assured. I will definitely teach those Tribulation Cultivators a lesson!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Zhao transformed into a streak of golden light and left at lightning speed.

In the center of Qingzhu Garden, looking at the azure water mirror, the two disciples Qin Yu and Huo Zhao showed completely different expressions.

Fang Yi shook his head slightly, feeling a little helpless.

"Yu'er is a man of great intelligence and prudent behavior. The Qingzhi Tower and the Examination Hall in Fengling Fairy City can be put under his charge.

Zhaoer
Practice well, perhaps there is always a loss after a gain, if you gain the golden bone Taoist body, you will lose it."

Fang Yi murmured.

"Since Fengling Immortal City and the White Bone Sect have already taken action, there are definitely more than just three mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Let me see who else is hiding their true intentions."

He waved his sleeves, and the withered and flourishing magic power followed the Qingmu Soul Nourishing Formation and flowed through the Qingyuan Market.

"Crack!"

"Crack."

In the Qingyuanling market, there are the ridge beasts on the wooden buildings, the stone lions in front of the courtyards, and the wood carvings on both sides of the bluestone road.
A red light flashed across those lifeless eyes.

The secret technique of puppetry: the method of mixing pearls with spiritual eyes.

Steam rose up, and blue water mirrors condensed, with the help of puppets that had long been buried in various places in the market.

Fang Yi took in the aura of the cultivators in the market town.

"Let me see, where do those old guys hide their cards?"

"found it!"

Fang Yi pointed his finger and his spiritual thoughts gushed out.

With the help of the second-grade, top-grade Qingmu Soul-Nourishing Array that covers the Qingyuan Market, and the Puppet Dao Lingmu Mixed Pearl Method.

His spiritual sense can explore the entire market.

"Hurrah!"

Hundreds of twisting roots meandered out from the ground, transforming into a spiritual net that stretched towards the gurgling stream in the market town.

"puff!"

Water splashed everywhere, and a female cultivator in green clothes appeared, with a fit body and wheat-colored skin.

Master Yuechan waved his sleeves, and a moon blade flew out, slashing towards the vine net.

"Cuckoo~"

She smiled sweetly.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, if you can stop me, can you also stop others?
This time, Qingyuan Ridge has violated a taboo. If fellow Taoists are willing to close Qingyuan Ridge.

I would like to speak for my fellow Taoist."

"Crack!"

Fang Yi's shadow appeared in the air and confronted Master Yuechan.

"Hurrah!"

The blue lotus flag shot out from the Green Bamboo Garden.

The precious flags fluttered in the wind, and vitality gathered, turning into dots of green light.

Rays of green light descended, evolving into gigantic green lotuses that grew, blossomed, and withered.
"Blue Lotus Treasure Color Flag? I've heard of this magical instrument before, but now I want to see it for myself."

Master Yuechan pointed with her white and tender fingertips, and the moon blade shone with silver light, slashing towards the Qinglian Baose Flag.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed, and the spirit surged.

"How is that possible? My Moon Blade is also a top-grade magical weapon, and Fang Yi, you are only at the sixth level of foundation building.

Your magic power is still inferior to mine!"

Master Yuechan's expression changed slightly.

"You broke through?"

“So what if he broke through? A cultivator at the seventh level of foundation building is extraordinary.

But in this situation, how can we resist?"

"Fellow Taoists, don't take action yet!"

"boom!"

A dark iron hammer, emitting purple lightning, fell towards Duobao Pavilion.

Lu Wen had a fierce look on his face and took the lead.

"Old Xue, little brother Hou, take action!"

"got it!"

Xue Shan slapped his storage bag, a cold wind whistled, and a thick-backed ghost-head knife with nine forbidden spiritual lights flowed towards Duobao Pavilion.

Hou Jie was not willing to be outdone. He swung his sleeves and threw out a Yinhun Thorn, which was a top-grade magical weapon.

"Don't think about it!"

The Green Lotus Flag fluttered, and green lotuses fell. Qin Yu looked solemnly at the three cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building outside the Duobao Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)