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

Chapter 524: Xuanzhen Opportunity, Fake Pills Appear Frequently (Three in One)

Gu Jiushang was a little confused. It had not even been ten days since Yan Youtai last came to look for him.

What news can we get from looking for him again?
"Master, what does Yan Youtai want to see me about?"

Fang Yi spoke.

“Senior brother still remembers these three years.

"What about the refined second-level monster blood essence in Dadu Ancient City, which increased from 300 spirit stones per gourd to 500 spirit stones?"

"Master, the blood essence of the second-level monster is now worth six hundred low-grade spirit stones."

Gu Jiushang took out two yellow gourds from his sleeves, looking helpless.

“I visited the Duobao Pavilion, the Baishouyuan, the Yugulou, and several other shops in the ancient city that sell monster blood.

There were only these two gourds of blood essence. Even if I raised the price later, the shopkeepers would say that they had no second-level blood essence for sale.

When asked why they had the goods, they were vague.

"." Fang Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless.

In just three days, the price of monster blood essence has increased from 500 spirit stones to 600 spirit stones, a 20% increase.

Compared to the original three hundred low-grade spirit stones per gourd, the price has more than doubled.

Fang Yi murmured in his heart.

“Although Mount Sudu is a battlefield between humans and demons, there are a lot of second-level demon beast blood essences in Dadu Ancient City.

The price could rise to six hundred spirit stones per gourd. In all likelihood, the previous stock of blood essence had already been sold out.

We can’t let Yan Youtai continue like this.”

Yan Youtaigui is a quasi-third-level fortune teller with a complex network of contacts.

Given his status in the Dadu Ancient City, if he wanted to compete for the monster's blood essence, only three True Dan Immortals could come forward to defeat him.

As for financial resources, he has the support of the lineage of Tianque Zhenren from Xuanyang Mountain, who made divinations for him to compensate for his lost lifespan.

As far as Fang Yi knew, the mines, shops, and spiritual fields under Yan Youtai's command amounted to an extremely large number.

With such rich background and abundant financial resources, even fake elixir cultivators cannot compare with him.

Fang Yi had killed countless people in his previous life, and the number of foundation-building cultivators he had killed was large. He made a rough statistics and compiled a [Brief Introduction to the Wealth of Cultivators].

A cultivator who had been in the early stages of foundation building for many years, earned spirit stones, deducted the cost of daily practice, taking elixirs and spirit rice, renting spiritual land, and refining magic tools to cultivate backup.

There are roughly 1,000 to 1,500 low-grade spirit stones left in hand, which is about the price of a high-grade magic weapon.

If a cultivator has the support of a sect, or advances a small step in cultivation, from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage, or from the middle stage to the late stage, their wealth will increase by 30% to 50%.

But the risk of killing is also increased, which can easily lead to the emergence of backers.
As for the foundation-building cultivators?

Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

Each one is poorer than the other, and most of them are good at escaping and are slippery. Their wealth is mostly 40% to 50% less than that of the monks in the sect.

In his previous life, he loved alchemy and medicine the most.
For this kind of cultivator, eighty to ninety percent of his energy is devoted to medicine, pharmacism, and alchemy.

If not, it would be impossible to advance into the hundred arts of cultivating immortals.

Any alchemist or spiritual doctor with a little fame is richer than the other, and their net worth can be 50% higher, or even one or two times higher, than that of a cultivator of the same level.

Moreover, he rarely fights with monks on a daily basis, and his fighting ability is at most equivalent to that of monks of the same level, or even slightly weaker.

Also.

When choosing a fat sheep, don't choose a cultivator who has just broken through in cultivation. Most of these cultivators have exchanged their wealth for elixirs and precious medicines to break through the bottleneck.

Although his cultivation is unstable, he is slightly easier to deal with than cultivators of the same level.

But the storage bag was empty. Even if he killed the enemy, after deducting the talismans used in the ambush, he might still lose money.

Fang Yi swept his spiritual sense across the storage bag and looked at the mountain of five-colored spirit stones in the bag. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he found that there were about eight or nine thousand low-grade spirit stones.

It really costs a lot to open up the Qingyuan Market, set up the formation, and draw the spiritual veins.

Moreover, he also needs to support the cultivation of the Seven Precepts, and Gu Jiushang needs to temper his body. He also needs to use the blood essence of monsters to sacrifice to the corpse Chi Yin, which consumes too many spirit stones.

Although it is not a small amount and can be compared with ordinary fake Dan Zhenren, it is far less wealthy than Yan Youtai.

Fang Yi pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"Brother Gu, Yan Youtai collected the blood of hundreds of beasts and practiced the blood sacrifice method. This time, I washed it away with the Pure Essence Method.

He has already given me the spiritual materials needed to refine the [Blood Essence Marrow Fluid]. His monks will likely come looking for you later.
If they ask you, just tell them that I'm looking for an opportunity to communicate with the Murong cultivators in Nanyun Lake."

With a flick of his fingertips, a stream of withered and flourishing magic power fell and merged with Gu Jiushang.

The Secret Art of Withering and Flourishing: Borrowing Objects to Create a Formless Form

Looking at Gu Jiushang, whose cultivation energy was completely blocked and only the sixth level of Qi training was left, Fang Yi nodded in satisfaction.

"Senior Brother Gu, it seems that Master Hu Lei is quite interested in Yan Youtai.

I will use the method of borrowing objects to create illusions to completely conceal your cultivation level. Even a Jindan Zhenren will not be able to see any clues.

As for the matter of the monster's blood essence, let's stop here to prevent Yan Youtai from getting suspicious."

"Yes, sir." Gu Jiushang bowed and turned to leave Fajin.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and all the restrictions derived from the Mountains and Rivers Transformation Robe were dissipated.

He tapped the storage box lightly, and with a flash of jade light, a cute little silver-white animal with its short limbs shaking came into his arms.

"Xiao Qi, let's work together to screen this Xuanzhen Academy first, to prevent anyone from secretly leaving behind any of it.

You will be living in this cave in the future, so you must be on guard against others."

"Hum!"

The silver-white little beast nodded and spit out a magic weapon with a map of mountains and rivers.

The ancient runes danced, and brown spiritual light flowed, sweeping in all directions.

At the same time, Fang Yi also used all his strength to activate the [Life and Death Sutra] to sense whether there were any secret prohibitions, eavesdrop on puppets, or take pictures of the remaining orbs.

His spiritual consciousness carefully scanned the Xuanzhen Courtyard, which had white jade walls and glazed tiles, inch by inch.

The next day, evening.

The silver crescent moon rises and the biting cold wind howls.

In the waterside pavilion of Xuanji Courtyard, Yan Youtai, with his eyes slightly closed, embraced a pretty beauty with skin as white as snow, a face as rosy as peach blossoms, and a graceful figure.

After Chu Xiang finished his report, he opened his eyes slightly, and a gleam of light shot out more than three feet.

“Fang Yi is already refining the blood essence and marrow fluid.

He is also seeking to trade spiritual veins with the Murong family of Nanyunpo.

It seems that my junior brother has temporarily given up on returning to Xuanyang Mountain."

A smile appeared on Yan Youtai's lips.

"Chu Xiang!"

"I am here!" Chu Xiang lowered his eyes, prostrated himself on the ground, and spoke respectfully.

"From today on, you will be responsible for contacting Gu Qingfeng.

Spirit stones, elixirs, talismans and magical instruments were given to him according to the salary of a foundation-building master. On weekdays, even if there was no news about Fang Yi, he should not miss out on Gu Qingfeng's benefits.

This hidden move will be of great use in the future."

He opened his mouth and swallowed the [Guiyuan Blood Wine] brought by the beauty in his arms with her red lips, feeling his vitality growing more and more abundant.

Yan Youtai was in a good mood. With a wave of his hand, a bottle of elixir fell into Chu Xiang's arms.

"You have done a good job on this matter. This bottle of Shuizhidan is the best for replenishing vital energy, so I will give it to you.

For the next month, nothing major happened in the hospital.

Chu Xiang, you should spend some time with your son. I remember his name is Chu Yuan, and he practices very hard.

You have a mid-grade water spiritual root. With the help of this Shuizhi Pill, your cultivation can be further improved.

After the battle with Luo Yu's blown-hair crane, I don't have many foundation-building cultivators under my command, and even fewer cultivators who are capable of doing things.

You should practice well, and when I condense the True Pill, I may be able to help you reach the False Pill realm."

"Thank you for the reward, my master!" After bowing respectfully, Chu Xiang suppressed the excitement in his heart, crawled out of the water pavilion on his knees, and obediently lowered the green gauze curtain.

"call!"

Only after the Lanting Waterside Pavilion disappeared from sight did Chu Xiang stand up, clench his five fingers into fists, and his face flushed.

“Master Fake Dan! Such an opportunity unexpectedly fell upon me.

With the support of the master, even if the fake pill cannot be condensed, it is not difficult to enter the late stage of foundation building.
With my support, given Yuan'er's talent, maybe my Chu family will be able to produce a fake Dan Zhenren."

"Snapped!"

Yan Youtai patted the plump and voluptuous curves of the beauty in his arms and motioned her to stand up.

"Xiuning'er, is there any trace of the cultivator who competed with me for the monster's blood essence?"

The rustling sound of people taking off clothes could be heard in the pavilion.

The green gauze fell to the ground, and Xu Xiuning's warm body pressed against Yan Youtai.

A charming female voice spoke.

"Master, the cultivator who purchased the second-level blood essence is secretive and his identity is unknown.

I suspect that it is the demonic cultivators who have come here and have already asked the fake Dan Zhenren Cang Huai from the sect to come.
As long as those monks show up, they will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the real person."

"That's good!"

Yan Youtai squinted his eyes, enjoying the softness and warmth of the jade in his arms, and obeyed her every command.

With Fang Yi's help, not only was the previously lost vitality replenished, but also the subsequent activation of the Tianwu Jue would not consume as much lifespan as before.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes were proud.

“Everything is ready, only waiting for the east wind.

ten years?

For the sake of the top-grade elixir, I can wait."

"Xuanzhen Cave is a quasi-third-level cave, Junior Brother Fang, let me see if you can hold on to this opportunity.

If you come to me for help, refining spiritual medicine will not be enough to solve it."

Yan Youtai's eyes were long and his mind was deep.

As a true disciple, although he cannot use force against Fang Yi, he has been managing Dadu Ancient City for many years, so he has his own ways to control Fang Yi.

Quasi-third-level cave dwellings are rare, especially in the ancient city of Dadu. The hidden benefits contained therein are even coveted by Master Jiadan.

The next day, Xuanzhen Cave.

A half-acre cave has been dug out underground.

The dark blue soul-sealing stones are about ten feet in size and are spread throughout the entire quiet room, completely blocking the energy in the room.

A small silver-white beast stared with dark eyes and stepped on the demonic cloud.

While accusing the unscrupulous master of taking away the elixir, he urged the brown triangular flags to cast spells and set up a hidden formation.

In the center of the grotto, a spiritual spring churns and connects to the spiritual veins, a large blue-gray cauldron is wrapped in the withering and flourishing true fire, and various medicinal fragrances are entangled with each other.

"puff!"

A dim, dark spiritual light flashed by, and a pungent burnt smell emanated from the Five Poison Cauldron.

Fang Yi raised the banner of the withered and prosperous world, waved his sleeves, and a green spiritual light emerged, drawing the black medicinal liquid in the cauldron into the withered and prosperous small cave.

"This blood sacrifice method is a bit strange. It seems that it is not a simple magic method, but also mixed with some ancient witchcraft heritage?"

He frowned, his mind moved slightly, and a ball of green water appeared in his hand. The surface of the water ball kept rolling, and a hint of scarlet color emerged.

This was the blood essence that Fang Yi quietly intercepted using the Xuanhe Jingyuan method when he was removing Yan Youtai's hidden injuries.

"Go!" A stream of blood shot out and fell into the Five Poison Cauldron like a thin line.

Fang Yi fished out a half-broken jade pestle from his sleeve, and poured his spiritual thoughts into it, trying to comprehend the "Cang Yuanzi's Small Medicine Theory", this incomplete third-level inheritance.

Fang Yi knew that although the blood sacrifice method was condemned by everyone, it could not be tolerated in the Xuanyang Mountain area.

However, its ability to replenish vital energy made it extremely suitable for Yan Youtai.

There is no benefit in making Yan Youtai give up the blood sacrifice method with empty words, except for making him suspicious.

A few moments.

There was a gleam in Fang Yi's eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

“If you want to make the medicinal properties of the blood essence and marrow fluid entangle with the blood sacrifice essence and blood.

The medicinal properties of the two spirits collide, turning beneficial into harmful. A portion of third-level essence and blood is also needed as a medicine to change the cold and heat changes.
With my current foundation, I am still unable to mobilize this spiritual object in the sect."

Stroking the warm token in his hand, he thought about the power and opportunity represented by the [Xuanzhen Cave Mansion Order].

Fang Yi chuckled.

"Alright, first, I'll seize the authority of this Quasi-Third-Level Cave Residence representative in Dadu Ancient City.
It will also help me later to exchange for a quasi-third-level spiritual vein from the Murong family.

Even, he became the leader of Xuanyang Mountain."

"Hey, killing two birds with one stone! I never thought Yan Youtai would give me such a big gift."

Ten days later.

In Xuanzhen Courtyard, a large blue-gray tripod was emitting precious light, stirring up clouds from all directions.

"Boom!"

The sounds of bells and tripods were so loud that most of the cultivators in the ancient city of Dadu felt their spiritual consciousness shaken.

"Towards the Xuanzhen Cave Mansion, Junior Brother Fang has started?"

In a black bamboo house with stilts.

True Man Zi Dian was wearing a green silk jade leaf robe and was instructing two young-looking monks in the clan in their practice.

"Cao Qu, Cao Li, let's stop here today. One of you has a top-grade spiritual root, and the other is only a hair's breadth away from having a top-grade spiritual root.

Practice well, and you will have the hope of achieving a mid-level Dao foundation in the future."

"Thank you for your guidance, Old Ancestor. Cheng'er and Li'er, I will take my leave now."

Cao Qu and Cao Li bowed and slowly walked out of the bamboo building.

In the black bamboo building with stilts, Master Zi Dian sighed slightly.

"After all, their foundation is shallow. There are only these two in the clan who have the potential to become mid-level Taoist masters."

He took out a sound transmission talisman with a medicinal scent from his sleeve, and his eyes slowly fell on the jade talisman, his expression changing several times.

The two spiritual characters of Fang Yi on the jade talisman were faintly visible.

"Well, Junior Brother Fang is trying to gain fame for the Sect Leader's work, so I'm just here to lend a hand and do him a favor.
As long as I don't take a direct stand, even if Senior Brother Xiao Lie knows about this later, he won't make things difficult for me."

True Man Zi Dian’s spiritual consciousness headed towards Xuan Zhen Courtyard.

He teamed up with Fang Yi to severely damage Huang Yanzi, the fake Dan Zhenren of the Jiuqu lineage in Fengling Fairy City, and became friends with him.

This time Fang Yi sent him a message asking him to help out a little, and he would definitely not give up this favor.

Regardless of whether Fang Yi can become the head of the sect, as long as he occupies the Xuanzhen Cave, a quasi-third-level cave.

This already shows how deep Fang Yi's foundation is.

In Mujiayuan, there are gnarled ancient pines and jagged rocks.

In the stone pavilion, feeling the huge sound of bells and tripods, Cang Huai's expression changed slightly.

"Fang Yi?

Quasi-third-level spiritual doctor, I want to see what your foundation is that makes Senior Brother Yan Youtai take a fancy to you.

No matter the cost, I will fight for this Xuanzhen Cave for you
If I were forced to leave by the maidservants of Bishui Pavilion, it would be a real joke."

A fiery spiritual consciousness rose up, transforming into the shadow of a huge sun, spreading towards Xuanzhen Courtyard.

Mujiayuan and Xuanzhen Cave Mansion are not far from each other and are both controlled by Xuanyang Mountain. With Canghuai's spiritual sense, it is enough to detect Fang Yi's actions.

Bishui Pavilion residence.

The lake of dozens of acres is sparkling, and colorful spirit fish are swimming in the lake.

On a small island in the lake, a petite female cultivator wearing a long azure blue Fubo skirt, with slightly wrinkled eyebrows, faintly revealed the aura of a fake Dan Zhenren.

"Xuanzhen Cave Mansion in Xuanyang Mountain?

Is this the quasi-third-level spiritual doctor that Yan Youtai invited?"

Lou Mingyue pondered for a moment, and a green water lily magic weapon rose from under her feet, lifted her up, and floated towards Xuanzhenyuan.

"It just so happens that Senior Sister Yuzhu told me a few days ago to test Fang Yi.
According to the information given by Jiuqu Old Monster, the quasi-third-level spiritual doctor can simulate the true elixir domain.
Is there really such a talented medical practitioner?"

On the green water lily, Lou Mingyue sighed softly as she recalled Zhang Hengyi who had already condensed the golden elixir, and Yan Youtai who was about to obtain the true elixir.

"Xuanyang Mountain is becoming increasingly difficult. I don't know if this move by the Pavilion is the right one."

In the Yellow Sand Tower, brown mysterious light flows and spiritual sand whistles.

Huang Yanzi felt the familiar aura, his face hesitated for a few times, and spiritual light flowed around his body, turning into a beam of light and shooting out.

"Buzz!"

A brown gem slowly rotated, blocking Huang Yanzi's way.

The shadow of Jiuqu Zhenren, dressed in a gray robe and looking like an octogenarian, emerged, and a vigorous voice rang out.

"Huang Yanzi, don't worry!
Let Bishui Pavilion and Xuanyang Mountain test each other first. Xuanyang Mountain has a thousand-year heritage and a profound foundation.

But those old ladies in the Bishui Pavilion were no ordinary people either.
My Fengling Immortal City lineage is weak, so let these two families fight it out."

"The power struggle in Dadu Ancient City will be handed over to those two families."

Huang Yanzi clenched his five fingers, his nails piercing into his palms, his face showing an unwilling expression.

"Master, this ancient city of Dadu was clearly founded and built by you with all your efforts and effort, including the arrangement of the formation.

Now, the power that I, the Jiuqu lineage, hold over this ancient city is not as great as that of Xuanyang Mountain and Bishui Pavilion."

The shadow of Jiuqu Zhenren looked relaxed.

"I'm not as skilled as you, so I'll just have to tolerate Huang Yan'er for now. Don't mention this matter again.
Wait until the master finishes refining the treasure, then we can talk about other things."

Kill Jinyuan.

Sparks flew and the clanging of metal could be heard continuously.

The fake Dan Zhenren of Tiandaowu, Hengdaozi, had an expressionless face and was thinking in his mind.

“It’s finally started
In Dadu Ancient City, Xuanyang Mountain presides over four quasi-third-level cave dwellings. Xuanji, Xuanzhen, Xuanyan, and Xuansu, these four academies represent the face of Xuanyang Mountain.

I wonder if this new monk has established himself firmly.
Or just like that fake Dan Zhenren from the Bishui Pavilion, who was forced to leave Yuheyuan by the cultivators from Xuanyang Mountain, leaving Sudu Mountain in disgrace and shame.

Hengdaozi waved his sleeves and raised a black flying knife to shoot out.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, with a hint of smile.

"The Sect Master has instructed us to observe and find out which force, Xuanyang Mountain or Bishui Pavilion, has a deeper foundation.

I, Tiandaowu, can rely on you two and share some of the benefits."

In addition, in a bamboo forest, a vigorous aura rose, and a casual cultivator, a fake Dan Zhenren, offered up an ancient bronze mirror and peeked at the changes in Xuanjiyuan.

"Hey, the battle between Xuanyang Mountain and Bishui Pavilion has begun again. Which one will come out on top this time?"

Xuanzhenyuan has walls made of white jade and tiles made of glazed tiles. The lush bamboo forest sways in the wind, and emerald bamboo leaves fall from time to time.

A green auspicious cloud rose up, and Fang Yi sat cross-legged on it, with the banner of the withered and flourishing world waving behind him.

The rich medicinal fragrance rose into the sky and turned into nine-colored smoke that lingered around the Five Poison Cauldron.

"Bishui Pavilion, Tiandaowu, Jiuqu Lineage, and the casual cultivator Fake Dan Zhenren."

Fang Yi's eyes were leisurely and his face was calm. He turned a blind eye to the fake elixir consciousness that was not concealed.

Or maybe this was all part of his plan.

There are twelve quasi-third-level caves in the ancient city of Dadu.

Xuanyang Mountain has the deepest heritage and occupies four caves, while Yuzhu Zhenren of Bishui Pavilion is in charge of the ancient city and occupies three caves.

There are five remaining caves, two in Tiandaowu and three in Jiuquyimai.

Sudu Mountain is the front line of the beast tide, where cultivators fight for life and death. There are three Jindan real people, Hu Lei, Yuzhu and Jiuqu, in charge.

Although extremely dangerous, the monsters' fur, bones, flesh, blood and souls are all top-grade spiritual objects.

Whether it is refining medicine or creating talismans and array formations, it is of great benefit to the major sects of Xuanyang Mountain, Bishui Pavilion, and Tiandaowu.

It is inevitable that the three Jindan Zhenren will have different opinions.

For example, in the Bishui Pavilion, most of the monks there practice water-related skills, so they are willing to be generous to the monks from the ancient city and go out to kill water-attributed monsters.

First, kill the water-draining leopard, river-swallowing python, blue-striped elephant and other monsters.
The cultivators of Xuanyang Mountain naturally did not want to do so.

This is to prevent the Zhendan Zhenren of each faction from completely tearing each other apart.

The four major entities in the Dayun Immortal Cultivation Realm, Xuanyang Mountain, Bishui Pavilion, Fengling Immortal City, and Tiandaowu, reached an agreement.
There are twelve quasi-third-level caves, and each of these caves represents a share of authority in the Dadu Ancient City.

If the two real people are deadlocked, the cultivators occupying the quasi-third-level cave will negotiate.

The voting rights are determined by the majority of cave dwellings, and vacant cave dwellings are not counted in the voting rights.

In this way, even if Bishui Pavilion and Xuanyang Mountain want to suppress each other, they have to send cultivators with stronger cultivation and deeper foundation to garrison in the ancient city caves.

It can guarantee the interests of Fengling Fairy City and Tiandaowu.

Fang Yi knew that since Xuanzhen Academy had this authority, he would not back down.

The current head of Xuanyang Mountain, Xiao Lie, was able to take the position of head because he entered the Xuanyan Cave Mansion decades ago.

It has a lot to do with helping Master Hu Lei to suppress the Bishui Pavilion and gaining the support of a Jindan Master.

"The road to immortality is bumpy. If you want to take the position of the leader, you must not let this step slip.
If I retreat, even if I condense the golden elixir, with the foundation of Xuanyang Mountain, the position of the head will not be mine.

Fang Yi's eyes were dim.

The Dayun Immortal Cultivation World is vast and can accommodate the cultivation of countless creatures, but the higher you go, the narrower the path becomes.

By now, he had already reached the eighth level of foundation building, and the spiritual items required for cultivation were constantly increasing in quality.

If you want to obtain it, you can't just spend spirit stones to buy it.

Fang Yi had practiced for hundreds of years in two lifetimes, so he knew everything.

The most important thing for a sect leader is to coordinate the various forces within the sect and make contributions to the sect so that many real masters have no complaints.

Even for the Mingquan Sect, a demonic sect, the position of its leader must be obtained legitimately.

He defeated many old demons with his achievements.

His spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and the [Life and Death Sutra] slowly circulated, feeling the familiar energy.

Fang Yi clapped his sleeves.

"clang!"

A pillar of green light shot up into the sky, a golden toad worshipped the moon, a black spider wove a web, and a golden centipede exhaled.
The lingering medicinal fragrance may transform into ancient black jade or purple gold ginseng. Many strange visions emerge, stirring up an endless spiritual tide.

Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his back straight and his figure as majestic as a mountain, facing the many fake elixir spirits.

The auspicious green clouds transformed into a third-grade green lotus. He smiled gently, like a gentleman like jade.

"Fellow Daoists, it's our first meeting. I, Fang Yi, would like to greet you politely!"

(End of this chapter)