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

Chapter 532: Each one makes a move, the third level inheritance

With the help of the power of the Sutra of Life and Death, he felt the familiar energy in Xuanzhen Garden.

Jade Pearl Master of Bishui Pavilion, Hu Lei Master of Xuanyang Mountain, and the two fake Dan Masters Cang Huai and Sheng Boan.

Fang Yi clapped his five fingers, and the ancient bronze tripod vibrated, and the sound of gold and jade swept across the sky and earth.

"Buzz!"

Runes jumped out from his hands and turned into layers of light, blessing the Five Poison Cauldron.

The secret art of medicine: Baosheng's marrow cleansing sound!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The circular sound wave vibrated, and above Xuanzhen Garden, the spiritual gauze vibrated, and a vague figure revealed a trace of energy.

"Hmm?" Jade Pearl's expression was helpless. She waved her hand, concealing her aura once again.

"Unfortunately, in my haste, I failed to remove the magical artifact, the Qi-hiding silk yarn."

"who!"

Fang Yi, who was cleansing Yan Youtai's body with the help of Baosheng's marrow cleansing sound, suddenly changed his expression and his whole body tensed up.

Vast magical power poured into the protective formation of Xuanzhenyuan, and layer upon layer of magical prohibitions appeared.

"Little Seven!"

He shouted urgently, and a small silver-white beast crawled out from the ground, absorbing and exhaling demonic power and summoning its own magic weapon.

The Wu Earth Treasure Gourd spewed out yellow sand, and the gray clouds rolled and turned into a bowl lid covered with legal prohibitions, which fell upside down towards Xuanzhen Courtyard.

The Blue Lotus Treasure Color Flag and the Ruins of the World's Withered and Flourishing Banner were raised at the same time.

Lines of withering and flourishing magical powers transformed into crystal clear air roots, connecting the three treasures of flag, banner and tripod.

Wood Dao Secret Art: Yi Wood Tongmai Method
Green lotuses bloomed, turning into a lotus sea of ​​several acres, evolving into an endless green scene of lotus leaves reaching the sky.

"Exposed? Fang Yi is really lucky."

Under the spiritual veil, Yuzhu Zhenren frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and a layer of crystal mist appeared around her body as she headed towards the Bishui Pavilion.

As a Jindan Zhenren of Bishui Pavilion, even if he wanted Yan Youtai to die, he could only act in secret.

And it only has the power of one strike.

Xuanzhen Garden is a quasi-third-level cave dwelling, but it is located in the core of the ancient city of Dadu. If the attack fails, it will definitely lure out Master Hu Lei.

True Man Yuzhu shook his head slightly. Even if Bishui Pavilion had the support of forces in the Dayu immortal cultivation world.

But he would not fight to the death with Xuanyang Mountain when there was still a gap in strength and foundation.

“What a shame, there is an opportunity that the station worked so hard to create.

In order to plot against Master Yuzhu, I left Xue Biyuan a chance to live."

Under the magic weapon Luotian umbrella, Master Hu Lei shook his head slightly, with a look of regret in his eyes.

It was a rare opportunity, so he used a small portion of the third-level spiritual object Canghu Stone to ambush a fake Dan Zhenren from the Bishui Pavilion.

In order to cut off the path of Jade Pearl Immortal, he only severely injured Xue Biyuan, but now his efforts have failed.

Sheng Boan put the ancient and heavy stone tablet magic weapon into his Dantian Qi Sea for nourishment, and then spoke.

"Master, what should we do next?"

Master Hu Lei activated a jade ring magic weapon in his arms and spoke after transmitting the message.

"This matter ends here. We cannot alert the enemy in the ancient city. I, the master, only have one chance to strike with all my strength.

But as long as we don’t expose ourselves, there is a long way to go with Tai Ning Dan in sight.”

'It allowed Yuzhu to escape, and it also prevented Fang Yi from becoming a mortal enemy with the Bishui Pavilion.
But she did gain a little, Xue Biyuan was severely injured, and she would not be able to use the quasi-third-level cave in the Bishui Pavilion for the next twenty years.

In Xuanzhen Garden, Yan Youtai, with his black hair draped over his shoulders and his eyes slightly closed, was communicating with Tianwu Jue.

He felt quite regretful.

A small portion of the third-level spiritual objects, especially the water-attributed spiritual objects, were collected by the monks of the Bishui Pavilion with great effort, but it cost a lot.

The harvest now is only 50% of the planned amount.

He originally wanted to use himself as bait to let Master Hu Lei severely injure Master Yu Zhu.
A True Dan Zhenren died on the road when Fang Yi was treating his old injuries.

Fang Yi will inevitably form a mortal feud with the Bishui Pavilion, and will most likely fight endlessly with the Biyu Pavilion in the ancient city.

In this way, he can also go into seclusion and strive to reach the Jindan realm.

"Never mind. There'll always be another chance. After I condense the pill."

"Brother Bu Dao is as sinister as ever."

Fang Yi's hair stood on end as he felt the threat coming from Yan Youtai.

"The depth of Xuanyang Mountain is truly terrifying."

His eyes swept across the aura of True Person Yuzhu which was getting farther away, and the aura of True Person Hu Lei which was heading towards Ziyuan Garden.

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, exhaled a breath, and said anxiously.

"Brother Yan, it seems that there was a high-level cultivator spying on Xuanzhen Academy just now."

Pointing at the headquarters of Bishui Pavilion and Fengling Fairy City, Fang Yi lowered his voice and spoke with fear.

"Brother, I have already sent a message to Uncle Hu Lei.

But there are only two people in the ancient city who dare to attack my Xuanyang Mountain."

"Master Jiuqu and Master Yuzhu?"

Looking at Fang Yi's anxious expression, a hint of pride appeared in Yan Youtai's eyes.

So what if he is a quasi-third-level spiritual doctor?

After all, a medical practitioner cannot compare to a fortune teller of the same level!

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Fang, you and I will join forces. Junior Brother has a second-level peak Wu Tu Pig Beast.

Senior Brother also has some trump cards. As long as you and I are well prepared, we won’t be afraid of this Jade Pearl Master.”

Yan Youtai felt the abundant vitality coming from every part of his body.

Although some meridians still ache slightly, it is much better than before the treatment.

Therefore, he had the spare energy to predict everything about the ancient city of Dadu and plot against Xue Biyuan.

Yan Youtai curled his lips slightly and took out the title deed to Hanxi Valley from his sleeve.

"Junior Brother Fang, as I said before, I will give you the deed to the second-grade, superior spiritual vein in this sect as a reward.

As for Nanyunbo, I will send my monks to lend a helping hand to you, Junior Brother."

"Thank you, Brother Yan!

How about three days later?"

Fang Yi took the deed and said nothing more about the fact that the blood essence and marrow fluid failed to force out the blood essence of all beasts in Yan Youtai's body.

He teamed up with Xu Qingshe, a quasi-third-level alchemist and a quasi-third-level pharmacist.

Unless a third-level pharmacist appears in the Dayun Immortal Cultivation World and spends a lot of effort to treat Yan Youtai.

Otherwise, the conflict between essence and blood will inevitably happen.
Fang Yi murmured in his heart.
But it can't be now
evening.

In Xuanzhen Garden, the pines and cypresses are twisted and dense, with lush branches and leaves. When the breeze blows, a pleasant sound is heard.

Master Zi Dian tightly grasped a bulging storage bag, with a look of reluctance on his face.

He is not good at cultivating the arts of immortality, and is not proficient in any of the elixirs, talismans, formations, and instruments. His ability in fighting is also among the worst among the fake elixir masters.

For the Nanyunpo spiritual land, this low-grade spiritual object is worth four thousand. After deducting the abnormal practice and the support for the family, this is already the eighth or ninth level of spiritual stones in his hands.

We also sell a shop in the ancient city.

"Junior Brother Fang, I'll have to trouble you with the matters concerning the Nanyunpo Spiritual Land!"

True Man Zi Dian gritted his teeth and said viciously, "If you are an ignorant cultivator, please come find me.

Junior brother, with the help of the secret medical skills performed by the Jindan realm, cooperated with my third-level magic [Thunder Peng Transformation Technique].

If the two of them join forces, even Senior Brother Bo An will not be afraid."

Fang Yi took the storage bag and probed his spiritual sense into it to confirm that the spiritual object was intact and of excellent quality.

He nodded slightly. "Don't worry, Senior Brother Zidian. Junior Brother Xu and I have prepared the spiritual objects.
In the next few days, we will go to Nanyunbo."

Fang Yi was elegant and polite in his words. After promising many benefits, Master Zi Dian left with a beaming face.

"Purple Lightning? If this continues, there might be a fake Dan Zhenren from Xuanyang Mountain under my command.
If you want to take it, you must first give it. Then, please ask the green snake to open the furnace and refine a furnace of medium-grade foundation-building pills."

Fang Yi weighed the storage bag in his hand and felt happy.

Fake Dan Zhenren, whose path to the Dao is severed, cares about the younger generations of his family. Among the younger generations of the Cao family, there are no cultivators with a mid-level Dao foundation. He has 206 bones in his body, and every one of them is a weak spot.

If he doesn't handle it well, he will be unworthy of the cattle and horses sent by heaven.

An hour later, in Xuanzhen Garden.

Gu Jiushang smiled, holding a shop deed and walked into the pine forest.

"My lord, as you command.

I asked a foundation-building master in my sect to take over the ancient city shop from True Man Zi Dian.

The total cost was 1,200 low-grade spirit stones."

Fang Yi nodded slightly and pondered in his heart.

True Man Zi Dian has three shops in the ancient city of Dadu.

Among them, there is a spiritual herb shop, a talisman sales pavilion, and a restaurant, with a total value of three thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

Afterwards, using the mid-grade foundation-building pill, which is helpful in building the foundation of Taoism, as bait, it was not difficult to persuade Master Zi Dian to sell the two shops.

The spiritual lands of these three shops and the spiritual stones brought in by the sale of talismans and spiritual herbs are the most important source of income for the Cao family where Master Zi Dian is located.

Fang Yi spoke.

"Brother Gu, you continue to contact Yan Youtai. Junior Brother Qingshe has also gradually gained Yan Youtai's respect.

Right now, the most crucial thing is to stabilize Yan Youtai and delay his chance to condense his elixir.
When one of me and Xu Qingshe has the fighting power of a True Dan Zhenren, we won’t have to worry about this anymore.”

"I don't know when Dacheng and Junior Brother Jing will come to Dadu Ancient City.
The entire clan of the quasi-third-level spiritual vein Zi Dian entered, even if they only occupied a quasi-third-level cave.

But greed is hard to satisfy, and Junior Brother Xu and I have ended up in a lot of trouble.”

Two days later.

In the ancient city of Dadu, under the bloodstained stone gate.

A red flying boat over ten feet long rose from the ancient city, surrounded by purple lightning. The flying boat cut through the wind and waves and headed towards Nanyunmo.

"gone?"

In the Xuanji Cave, between the pavilions and terraces, an ancient bronze mirror slowly rotates, reflecting the departing flying boat.

Yan Youtai took out the yellow gourd and drank a mouthful of Guiyuan Blood Wine.

He immediately stood up, leaning on a Nine-Wood Green Dragon Staff, and headed towards the Bishui Pavilion headquarters.

"Xu Qingshe and Fang Yi are involved in my future after the pill is formed. I can't let the maidservants of Bishui Pavilion do bad things to me.
The ninth level of foundation building is ultimately not as good as the fake dan real person.

Without the support of formations and spiritual veins, we must be more careful."

Xuansu Cave.

Sheng Boan was chewing on a piece of burnt-leaf lamb, his mouth full of oil.

Sensing the familiar aura fading away, he suddenly rose from the spiritual spring, chewed the sheep bones in his mouth into pieces and swallowed them.

“Well, Junior Brother Yan is watching over the Bishui Pavilion.

I'll keep an eye on this Nine-Bend Meridian. Nothing can happen to the spiritual doctor who is hoping to break through to the third level."

A few moments.

"Boom!"

Thunder and lightning roared, and a stone tablet fell outside Huang Yanzi's cave.

"Fellow Daoist Huang Yanzi, it's been a long time since we last met. I've gained some understanding and would like to discuss Dao with you."

Huang Yanzi had a gloomy expression on his face. He had a deep hatred for Fang Yi and had wanted to follow him secretly to see why Fang Yi suddenly left Dadu Ancient City.

now?

"Never mind, let's deal with this barbarian first!"

On the other side, there is Zhanjin Garden in Tiandaowu.

Master Zi Dian smiled, bowed slightly, and spoke politely.

"Brother Heng Daozi, I have something to discuss with you."

The clanging sound of metal echoed, Heng Daozi, with his upper body naked, sweated profusely, and ignited the true fire to temper his natal treasure.

"Zi Dian? Why is he blocking my way?"

Hengdaozi looked strange.

As a disgrace to the fake Dan Zhenren, where did he get the courage and confidence to stop him and another fake Dan Zhenren?

“Forget it, I previously took action to stop Fang Yi from Xuanyang Mountain and took the position of Xuanzhen Garden.

Over the past hundred years, all the monks in the sects have been like this, so it is understandable.
If he takes action again now, he will definitely offend Xuanyang Mountain.

We, Tiandaowu, do not have the habit of taking advantage of the situation for Bishui Pavilion."

"Just pretend to do it, and just give those two companies an explanation."

"Buzz!"

Two sharp fake elixir auras rose from Zhan Jinyuan, but for some reason, they were stopped by Zi Dian Zhenren.

Over the ancient city of Dadu, thunderclouds stretched for hundreds of miles.

A seven-story tower is suspended in it. On the ancient and majestic tower hangs a plaque carved from spiritual wood.

The stone gate of [Ziyuan Garden] slowly opened.

"Click~"

Dense purple lightning roared down and was continuously absorbed by an ancient altar, turning into lightning patterns.

A large hand like a palm-leaf fan stretched out, holding two bolts of lightning and smashing them towards two caves filled with spiritual light in the ancient city of Dadu.

"Boom!"

Thunder and lightning roared, and a curtain of blue water and a field of grayish yellow sand rose.

Two angry curses came from the third-level cave.

The yellow sand swirled, and the hoarse voice of Jiuqu Zhenren rang out. "What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Hu Lei?"

Yuzhu from the Bishui Pavilion frowned. "Hu Lei, are you from Xuanyang Mountain going to start a war with my Bishui Pavilion?"

A monk wearing a purple brocade robe with dragon patterns, with a burly figure, a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, slowly stepped onto the altar and stood with his hands behind his back.

The luxurious purple silk robe fluttered in the strong wind, like a swimming dragon.

Thunder and lightning roared all around Master Hu Lei, and his power was immense. His eyes swept across the ancient city, where he saw three places where the energy was connected and colliding.

His rough words rang out.

"Yuzhu, Jiuqu, Fang Yi is my true disciple from Xuanyang Mountain and a quasi-third-level spiritual doctor.

Whatever you two think, please put it away."

Master Hu Lei's voice turned cold, as it involved a spiritual doctor who was expected to break through to the third level.

During a [Great Doctor's Diagnosis], he would never let Zhendan Zhenren bully the weak.

He stretched out his hand and streaks of purple lightning turned into a lightning net and fell down.

"My two fellow Daoists, please stay in the ancient city for a few days and discuss Dao with me.

Otherwise, I might have to find the fake Dan Zhenren from your sect to exchange ideas for a while."

On the red flying boat.

Fang Yi sat cross-legged, holding a pill the size of a longan, and probed his spiritual sense into it.

Sensing that there were no monks following him, he nodded slightly.

"It seems that the forces of Bishui Pavilion, Jiuqu Lineage, and Tiandaowu have all been stopped by fellow disciples."

Xu Qingshe took out a copper tripod filled with the aroma of medicine from her sleeve, with a smile on her lips.

"Brother Fang, you must thank your junior brother."

"What is this?" Fang Yi sensed the strong medicinal aroma, surprise appeared in his eyes, and he spoke tentatively.

"The inheritance of the spiritual medicine way?"

Xu Qingshe puffed out his chest, looked very happy, and threw the bronze tripod to Fang Yi.

"This took me a lot of effort. Brother, take a look and see if it will be helpful to you."

"Xu kid, you're a money-loser!" Old Chen cursed loudly inside the bronze ring.

He only has this one copy of the third-level medical inheritance. If he wants to do a favor, this is not the way to do it!

(End of this chapter)