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

Chapter 491: Between choosing and giving up, practicing in seclusion. (Two in one)

Fang Yi pointed his finger.

The red elixir bead, the bronze token and the ice soul cold jade, on the three tokens, the red, green and blue spiritual lights are entangled.

"I wonder if Senior Brother Kou Yuan would be willing to do me a favor."

Kou Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze still moving on the Danzhu, Tongling and Hanyu.

Finally, his gaze stopped at the bronze token that was glowing with spiritual light, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Yan, Brother Xu, and Sister Yang."

Kou Yuan murmured in his heart.

Just as Fang Yi expected, there was a way to advance the spiritual vein of Qingyuanfang City to the second-level intermediate grade.

It’s just that Fang Yi wasn’t worthy before.

"That's all."

Kou Yuan waved his sleeves, and the slender pointer of the longitude and latitude sextant stopped moving. The precious light dissipated and turned into a brass-colored precious light, which drilled into the storage bag.

The solemn expression on his face disappeared, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Look at how confused I am. I will take some time to think about it. Once I have sorted out my thoughts, I will help you refine your spiritual veins."

Fang Yi did not show any arrogance. He bowed and stuffed the bulging storage bag into Kou Huai's sleeve.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Senior Brother Kou. Please let me know what kind of spiritual materials you need."

Fang Yi's eyes swept across the market town, and he saw seven rays of precious light rising into the sky.

"I'll have to trouble you with the spiritual vein matter, Senior Brother. I'll go back and suppress the spiritual vein first."

After saying that, he transformed into a ray of green light and fell towards Bizhu Garden.

He was able to escape from the spirit eye because the Seven Commandments activated the Wu Earth Treasure Gourd and together with the Five Poison Cauldron, suppressed the restless spirit eye.

But in the end, it was not Fang Yi himself who took action, and with the spiritual vein struggling, it was not a long-term solution.

In the Bizhu Garden.

Fang Yi looked at the constantly vibrating Five Poison Cauldron. Qijie's hair was standing on end and brown demonic clouds were rolling, looking quite exhausted.

He stretched out his five fingers, and the vast magical power of withering and flourishing poured into the cauldron like a rushing river.

"Boom!"

The sounds of bells and tripods resounded throughout the market town, and the vibrating spiritual veins were completely suppressed.

Holding the silver-white little beast in his arms and stroking its smooth fur, Fang Yi nourished the Seven Commandments body with withering and flourishing.

As he spoke.

"Xiao Qi, by chance, the spiritual veins in the market can be advanced to the second-level mid-grade.
Therefore, the Qingmu Soul-Nourishing Formation that you calculated earlier was a little off.

You need to recalculate the formation."

"Hmph??!!!"

A look of disbelief appeared in Qijie's dark pupils.

Above the second-level spiritual vein, the market formation is one level higher than the spiritual vein.

A second-level medium-grade spiritual vein can open up a spiritual pool and accumulate spiritual energy on a daily basis. When necessary, it can fully activate the power of a second-level high-grade formation.

Large protective formations such as the Qingmu Yangling Formation draw spiritual energy from the spiritual veins, and can unleash their full power even for cultivators in the early stages of foundation building.

The difficulty of arrangement is more than twice as difficult.

Pull the spirit veins, arrange the formation flags, and penetrate the formation base
Becoming a top-grade second-level formation master also requires a lot of effort.

Qijie sent out a spiritual consciousness tentatively.

'Hum?'

Fang Yi took a look and gradually fell into silence in the spiritual vein.

He made a brief calculation.

"There is no Dinglong Pillar in the spirit vein. The backlash of the spirit vein has been greatly reduced. Yu'er, Zhao'er, and Dacheng can take turns to rest.

There are many forces asking Kou Yuan to help refine his spirit veins. In order not to waste time, he will definitely continue to take action within a month at most."

January?
Qijie's face turned bitter, and he jumped out of Fang Yi's arms without caring about enjoying the nourishment of Ku Rong's magic power.

He opened his mouth and spit out a picture of mountains and rivers surrounded by the spiritual power of Wu Earth.

On the map of mountains and rivers, the shadows of mountains, rivers and hills emerged, and the shadow of a green spirit dragon shook its head and tail in the picture.

It is clearly the spiritual vein trend chart of Qingyuanfang City.

The silver-white little beast sighed helplessly.

It already felt that its soft fur was about to fall off.

Even if we only expand the capacity of the original formation, it would be a huge project in just thirty days and nights.

not to mention
Fang Yi's clear voice rang out.

“Remember to open a hidden cave under the market town.

In the future, when I refine my body, and when Chi Yin, Jiu Shang, and Li Hun advance, they all need the help of this spiritual vein."

Qijie staggered and his vision went dark.

A secret cave where quasi-third-level body-refining monks can practice.

In the arrangement of the second-level high-grade formation, it is necessary to use the inlay method to inlay the second-level soul-locking formation, the energy-gathering formation, and the hidden breath formation.
"call!"

Qijie exhaled a breath of foul air, his face showing pain.

Although it likes the art of formation, it is unwilling to rush the work in a short period of time.

evening.

The silver moon hangs high in the sky and a cool breeze blows.

Qijie activated the earth escape technique, shuttled under the earth veins, and sent out a series of formation flags.

The top floor of Duobao Pavilion.

One after another, magical prohibitions evolved, and the spiritual power of Wu Earth gathered, isolating the inside and the outside.

Kou Huai looked at Kou Yuan, whose hair was gray, with a puzzled expression.

"Dad, why did you agree to Fang Yi during the day? He is just a cultivator in the late foundation building stage.
The spiritual vein of Qingyuanfang has been upgraded to the second-level intermediate grade, and it still needs six more dragon-fixing stakes.

After wasting these six Dinglong Pillars, I am afraid that the disciple's dojo of Master Hu Lei will not be able to reach perfection."

“But it’s the late stage of foundation building?!

Huai'er, you are only at the third level of foundation building, where does your arrogance come from, looking down on a great spiritual doctor at the late stage of foundation building?"

Kou Yuan looked old, and his brows were furrowed as he looked at his only capable son in front of him.

After a while, seeing Kou Huai bowing his head to admit his mistake, he shook his head slightly.

"Huai'er, my life span is short, so I am heading to Mount Sudu to help Master Hu Lei's disciples open up a cave.

It is so that after I pass away, the real person can protect you.
Otherwise, the treasure is tempting. My longitude and latitude sextant and soul-finding and pulse-detecting ruler are both quasi-magic weapons.

"You are only at the third level of foundation building. Even if you have a second-order, low-grade Jade-armored Mountain-Mountain Beast, you can't protect these two treasures?"

"."

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There was silence in the side room, and Kou Huai seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Seeing this, Kou Yuan felt helpless.

In his early years, he was obsessed with the art of earth veins, and the magic weapon he used for sacrifice was also related to the art of feng shui and earth veins.

In this way, although he became a second-level top-grade earth vein master and was known as the "Earth Dragon Son", his Yuan Yang was damaged by the evil spirit and it was difficult for him to have children.

The only descendant who was able to achieve success and lay the foundation for Taoism was Kou Huai.

Even if he was dissatisfied, he would leave his inheritance to Kou Huai.

Kou Yuan pondered for a moment and explained.

“Since Master Hu Lei’s disciples are opening a Taoist temple, I will naturally give it my all.

However, the Wu family of Jiurang Peak and the Zhao family of Heiyuan Lake were able to refine their spiritual veins and make some adjustments, squeezing out three dragon-fixing piles each.

In this way, although the spiritual vein’s grade after refinement may be slightly flawed, it is ultimately a perfect strategy.”

Seeing that Kou Huai still looked puzzled, Kou Yuandao.

“Huai’er, even though you are now a second-level lower-grade earth vein master, please don’t learn from your father.

This Fang Yi was involved with Yan Youtai, a disciple of Tianque Zhenren, Yang Caier of Bingpo Peak, and the sect's renowned alchemist Xu Qingshe.
It's okay to do a favor."

“However, it was not pleasant to be with Fang Yi during the day.

In order to fulfill this favor, you should spend more time in Qingyun Market these days.
Um."

Kou Yuan pointed in the direction of Fengling Fairy City.

"Go to the Examination Hall in Fengling Immortal City and invite a few Foundation Establishment Masters who are familiar to you and have sufficient life spans to come.

With a foundation-building master in charge of the sect, Fang Yi is in charge of the Examination Hall, and he probably wants to make further progress.

In this way, as long as he wants to continue practicing in the sect and not be feared by his fellow disciples, he must accept this favor.
If you act this way, you will feel more at ease after I pass away."

"Yes! Huai'er remembers it."

Looking at Kou Yuan, whose hair was gray and whose face was old, Kou Huai felt a bitter feeling in his heart.

I know that everything my father does is to pave the way for his future.

Otherwise, with Kou Yuan's early temperament, not to mention Fang Yi from Qingyuan Market, even the favorite disciple of Master Hu Lei.

It was not enough to make Kou Yuan lose face and almost throw himself at him, pulling his spiritual veins and trying to please him.

The Golden Crow flies and the Jade Rabbit walks.

As time passed slowly, the news gradually spread among the cultivators in Qingyuan Market and Fengling Fairy City.

The news that Kou Yuan and Fang Yi hit it off at first sight and spent a huge amount of money to refine the spiritual veins for Qingyun Market continued to spread.

In Bizhu Garden, Fang Yi's attitude was tacit.

It also makes the rumors completely confirmed.

In a blink of an eye, a month passed.

In the Bizhu Garden, Qijie stuck out his pink tongue, his dark pupils filled with numbness and exhaustion.

These thirty days and nights, three hundred and sixty hours, consumed all his energy and there was not a moment's rest.

Finally, in the early morning, the Qingmu Yangyuan Formation was upgraded to the second-grade superior grade.

Fang Yi shot out a stream of Yimu Changshengqi.

Then he shook his sleeves, and the sound transmission jade talisman slid out, transformed into a cloud crane, flapped its wings, and flew towards Duobao Pavilion.

Duobao Pavilion, top floor wing.

"Wow!"

A cloud crane slowly descended and turned into a jade talisman.

"Well, Fang Yi is fully prepared. How could this market formation be set up so quickly?

Where did he invite the formation master from?"

Kou Yuan looked strange.

A second-grade, top-grade formation that can connect with spiritual veins is definitely not something that an ordinary formation master can set up.

What's more, it's only a short month.

"That's fine. After the spiritual vein matter is resolved, we will hurry up and head to Sudu Mountain.

Afterwards, we can visit a few more foundation-building forces and leave some spiritual objects for Huai'er."

Looking at Kou Huai chatting happily with three foundation-building monks in the backyard, Kou Yuan nodded slightly and his lips moved.

After transmitting the message, he took a step forward and stood above the market town.

Kou Yuan's robe rustled, and his hunched back gradually straightened up, with an aura as motionless as a mountain flowing out of him.

"Tick! Tick!"

The longitude and latitude sextant carved from black bronze was raised, and the slender pointer kept turning.

"Transfer", "Gather", "Spirit", "Element".
Runes flow one after another.

"boom!"

Six gilded dragon stakes covered with inscriptions were driven down, and twenty-four brown light pillars connected with each other, and a vast spiritual tide rolled.
The ground in the market town kept shaking.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Cracks appeared on the bluestone ground.

"After all, it's only a quasi-second-level spirit. It's too weak to be replenished, and it's difficult to fully bear the spiritual energy drawn from the Spirit Source Pearl in the Dinglong Pillar."

Kou Yuan frowned slightly, and the soul-finding and pulse-detecting ruler in his sleeve flew out.

“Well, now that I’ve made my move, I’ll just have to spend some time and effort to break up some of the spiritual veins.

What a pity, even if this spirit vein is upgraded, it will still be at the bottom of the second-level mid-grade spirit veins."

"clang!"

The sound of bells and tripods is loud.

"This is?"

Kou Yuan's expression changed slightly, and the movement of activating the spiritual pulse-finding ruler in his hand to interrupt the spiritual vein also paused.

"Brother Kou Yuan, go ahead and do it. I will suppress this spiritual vein!"

As Fang Yi finished speaking, the sound of bells and tripods rang out again, and the cracked ground in the market slowly closed.
With the seventh level of foundation building, he can activate a magic weapon to this level. His foundation and heritage are definitely not ordinary."

A gleam of light flashed in Kou Yuan's eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Every cultivator who can enter the late stage of foundation building has great opportunities and has his own secrets.

"Low-grade Daoji?
Hey, I wonder what kind of opportunity Fang Yi got."

Kou Yuan did not delve into it. If it were sixty years ago, Fang Yi would only be at the initial stage of foundation building.

He said he might find out something.

But now, his life is coming to an end, and Fang Yi is also gradually growing stronger.

If you take action, the gain will outweigh the loss.

"disease!"

Kou Yuan smiled slightly and saw Kou Huai leading three fellow Foundation Establishment disciples in Duobao Pavilion, looking at him.

He waved his sleeves, and dozens of precious beads flew out and fell into the spiritual veins, continuously helping the spiritual veins to grow.

His lips moved.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Fang, with our friendship, there will be no problem with the spiritual vein refining in Qingyuan Square."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Kou!"

In the Bizhu Garden, Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, feeling the spiritual veins under the Qingyuan Square. In a few breaths, they expanded.

He pointed his fingertips, steam rose, and a deep blue water mirror condensed in front of him.

The spiritual light flowed on the water mirror, reflecting the conversation between Kou Huai and the three foundation-building masters in Duobao Pavilion.

"Yuan Lang, Yi Zhi, and Qi Yunshu are all Foundation Establishment Masters under the tutelage of Fake Dan Zhenren.
This Kou Yuan is truly experienced and cunning; it seems he really doesn't have much time left to live."

"boom!"

The mist of spiritual energy quickly gathered in the spiritual spring, and a powerful force came from the spiritual vein.

"So fast, the spirit vein has advanced to the lower second level!"

Feel the spiritual vein struggling more and more violently.

Fang Yi changed the fingertip technique, tied his hands inside, put his two index fingers together vertically, and pressed his thumb against the ring nail.

A powerful aura like a mountain flowed and blessed the Five Poison Cauldron.

[Green Mountain Immovable Seal]!
"Boom!"

Five-colored mists flowed above the Five Poison Cauldron, and precious light was overflowing, completely suppressing the spiritual veins that were trying to turn over.

Thinking of the corrupt aura surrounding Kou Yuan, Fang Yi showed a look of regret.

“This Kou is only one step away from becoming a quasi-third-level earth vein master, but unfortunately his body has been corroded by evil spirits.

I’m afraid my lifespan will be less than half a century.”

"The spiritual vein is stable and motionless? There is no sign of recovery?"

The longitude and latitude sextant in front of Kou Yuan rotated, and the vast spiritual tide followed the silver pointer, turned into a vortex, and poured into the spiritual vein.

He exchanged glances with Fang Yi in Bizhu Garden, his eyes filled with growing curiosity.

"Such a long Qi channel, a third-level Wood Dao technique? Or is there another opportunity?
Forget it, I am a person whose life span is almost over, so I should not be too curious, so as not to cause trouble for Huai'er.
It’s just that, but it’s hard to hold back, and it’s better to be willing to do something.”

Kou Yuan waved his sleeves, and the jade-colored pulse-finding and qi-detecting ruler was in his hand, inhaling and exhaling the gray earth energy.

"disease!"

"Snapped!"

The jade ruler shone with precious light, and its shadows passed through the ground and landed on the spiritual vein.

As the shadows of the rulers continued to fall, impurities were continuously precipitated from the tangled spiritual veins, and the grade slowly improved.

Seven days later.

The dense spiritual energy filled the Qingyuan Market, and Fang Yi's face showed joy.

"Second-level mid-grade spiritual vein.
With the help of such a spiritual vein, within sixty years, the [Life and Death Sutra] can be cultivated to perfection in foundation building."

"Hum!"

Qijie's thoughts echoed in his ears, and Fang Yi's joy became more and more intense.

"Double happiness! With the help of the power of the spiritual vein upgrade, Xiao Qi successfully opened up a spiritual pool."

"call out!"

A brown light fell.

Kou Yuan, who looked pale and depressed, walked out with Kou Huai, Yuan Lang, Yi Zhi and Qi Yunshu.

"Junior Brother Fang, I have accomplished my mission!"

"I'm so sorry for this matter, Senior Brother Kou. If you have any problems in the future, please come to me.
Junior brother will definitely go all out."

Looking at Kou Huai behind Kou Yuan, Fang Yi slightly activated the [Life and Death Sutra], and through the cover, he felt the similar aura of the two.

Thinking about the records in the sect, Kou Yuan was also rebellious in his early years, he felt sad.

'Sure enough, the qi and blood are connected, this Kou Huai is the offspring of Kou Yuan.

Parents’ beloved sons have far-reaching plans
Unfortunately, my Qigong skills are not good enough now, otherwise I could use the help of Kou Huai.

It is possible to recruit Kou Yuan into your fold.'

There was a gleam in Fang Yi's eyes.

A second-grade top-grade earth vein master who has reached the quasi-third level, if he does not care about his life and lifespan.

With two quasi-magic weapons, it is possible to forge a quasi-third-level spiritual vein.
Three days later.

Dozens of feet underground in Qingyuan, there are caves filled with hidden places, energy-gathering places, and soul-locking places.

Hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, bamboo and Baozhi are growing wildly, and the air is filled with the fragrance of grass and trees.

A spiritual spring about ten feet long, with misty spiritual energy rolling around.

Fang Yi sat cross-legged, supported by a green auspicious cloud, and the [Life and Death Sutra] was running.

The pure wood spiritual energy is continuously refined into magical power with each inhalation and exhalation, nourishing the eight extraordinary meridians.

It finally falls into the Dantian Qi Sea and turns into the foundation.

"call!"

After exhaling a breath of foul air and feeling a slight swelling in his meridians, Fang Yi stopped practicing the [Life and Death Sutra].

"In this cave, Xiao Qi has set up a soul-locking and energy-gathering formation to gather the most essential power of the spiritual veins.

This place is not inferior to the top-level second-grade cave residence."

In an ordinary market, even if one controls a second-grade mid-quality spiritual vein, one still has to consider the family influence or the income from the cave.

The best option is to use a spirit gathering array to extract spiritual energy, mostly to build multiple second-level medium-grade cave dwellings.

A second-grade superior cave?

Although the spiritual energy is abundant and the speed of cultivation is greatly enhanced, it is only 20% stronger than a second-level mid-grade cave.

Compared with the benefits of dividing into several second-level medium-grade caves, the cost outweighs the gain.

Fang Yi had no such idea.

He is wealthy and has a long life, but every bit of improvement in his cultivation is precious.

He would love to be able to exchange a few spirit stones for improvement in his cultivation.

"Next, it's the skeleton of Chi Yin and the Yinming Snake."

Fang Yi's gaze turned and fell on the spiritual spring in the center of the cave.

Chi Yin, with red hair draped over his shoulders and a childish face, was surrounded by fire and immersed in the spiritual spring.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The spiritual spring rolled, and the gray-black corpse fire continuously refined the spiritual energy in the spiritual spring.

Fang Yi's spiritual sense surged out, carefully scanning Chi Yin's bones, blood and flesh.

"Using wood to create fire, Chi Yin's current foundation is nourished by this spiritual spring and the mire of blood and flesh.
In three years at most, you can enter the second-level upper grade again.
Moreover, with the support of the Yin Bone's foundation and sufficient blood essence for his second advancement, even a second-level upper-grade cultivator wouldn't be able to stop him."

"Sudu Mountain"

There was a gleam in Fang Yi's eyes.

Whether it is practicing the [True Chapter of Spiritual Root Ascension], refining the foundation of Taoism, or collecting the essence and blood of monsters.

It is inevitable to go back to Dushan.

"Let's first refine a trump card."

Fang Yi's face was filled with fear. Sudu Mountain, as the front line of the battle between humans and demons, was very different from Fengling Fairy City.

The situation is extremely dangerous, there are more than one third-level Jindan Zhenren.

If he was not well prepared, he would never set foot in the Sudu Mountain area.

"First, sacrifice this quasi-third-level Yinming Snake and refine it into a spirit puppet."

Fang Yi slapped his storage bag, and dozens of soul-sealing jade boxes flew out.

"Crack!"

When the jade box was opened, many second-level spiritual objects such as black gold silk, hundred-refined leather, and purple blood stone emerged.

The nine-colored spiritual light is brilliant, and all kinds of spiritual power gather together.

Fang Yi lifted up the ancient bronze cauldron, and the Yinming Snake fell into the cauldron and was refined by the blue-gray withering true fire.

One month later.

"Yan!"

A sinister snake cry echoed in the cave, and the magic formulas on Fang Yi's fingertips danced.

The black gold thread shuttled through the skin and flesh of the Yinming Snake, constantly connecting the demon soul with its flesh and blood.

"A quasi-third-level spirit corpse, I wonder when I'll be able to get it again."

Fang Yi looked reluctant.

Even in the Qingyun Mountains occupied by the demon clan, every quasi-third-level demon beast is a small beast king, leading his own clan and running rampant.

Even the fake Dan Zhenren of Xuanyang Mountain would need two or three of them to work together and seize the right time and place to kill a small beast king of the same level.

If it weren't for the special nature of the Hanling Secret Realm, the Yinming Snake would have just begun to gain intelligence and would have fought to the death.

How could a quasi-third-level monster be killed so easily?

"disease!"

Fang Yi was determined, looking at the gradually taking shape of the spirit puppet, he clapped his five fingers, and inscriptions appeared one after another, and the hundred-refined skin covered it.

The Yinming Snake Puppets were coiled in a circular snake formation in the spirit pool, continuously drawing spiritual energy from the spirit veins.

"Hey! Hiss!"

As the hissing sound rang out, a glimmer of spirituality gradually emerged from the scarlet eyes of the Yinming Snake.

Fang Yi felt neither happy nor sad, and waved his hand to wipe away this trace of spirituality.

For a quasi-third-level puppet, the puppet's spiritual advancement is the right way.

This kind of spiritual puppet can attack and defend on its own, and can save the puppeteer a lot of spiritual energy during a fight.

“But the power of the spirit puppet is the result of daily accumulation. It blooms for a moment, but after three strikes, it turns to ashes.

But it doesn’t need to be like this.”

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a bronze coffin slowly opened, taking in the Yinming Snake Puppet that had lost its spirituality.

The coffin turned into a ray of spiritual light and fell into the Dantian Qi Sea.

The banner of withering and flourishing in the ruins world fluttered, and the blue-gray withering and flourishing magic power continuously nourished the coffin.

"Three years."

Fang Yi felt the Yinming Snake Puppet's energy rising continuously in the Dantian Qi Sea.

"Three years is enough time for the snake puppet to enter the third-order lower grade and cooperate with a spirit puppet that has been nurtured to the third-order lower grade."

"The power of six strikes from a Jindan True Person is enough to take down the Quasi-Third-Level Vine Turtle that occupies the Spirit Seed."

Two years later.

In the Bizhu Garden.

Looking at the rising water vapor, the flowing blue spiritual light, and the gradually taking shape of the spiritual energy vortex.

Fang Yi looked at Gu Jiushang who was leaning on a wooden crutch.

"Master Gu, who is this person who is building the foundation?"

"Master, the only cultivator in the market who has reached the ninth level of Qi training is Li Xuan from the Li family." Gu Jiushang hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"Li Xuan? Li Wuhui's descendant, from the Li family of Qianzhiyuan."

Fang Yi seemed to be thinking about something, and his mind moved.

With the help of the Qingmu Yangyuan Formation, he sensed Li Xuan's aura in the cave.

"Li Xuan has already entered the three stages of foundation building, the physical body stage and the magic power stage, and now he only needs to enter the final stage of spiritual consciousness.
Mr. Gu, if Li Xuan can establish his Dao foundation, please bring him to Bizhu Garden to see me."

"Yes, sir"

"Oh, by the way, do you have something important to tell me this time?" Fang Yi said.

"Master, Zi Yan passed away in the Qingzhi Tower in Fengling Fairy City.

I don’t know how the master will deal with it.”

(End of this chapter)