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

Chapter 56: No Regrets, What to Ask For (Please Read!)
Not far from Fang Yi and others, there is an ancient pine forest. In the forest, there is a dark room covered by a formation.

A blond burly man holding a long whip was torturing a monk covered in wounds.

"Crack."

Feeling the concentric jade on his waist shatter, Xie Yan's face darkened.

"Something happened to Tushan Huai? He's more trouble than help!"
"Snapped!"

Xie Yan whipped Gu Jiushang hard with the long whip in his hand, then he half-knelt down, lifted Gu Jiushang's chin, and his eyes contained a hint of murderous intent.

"Brother Gu, my patience is limited. I will give you one last chance. If you still refuse to give up resistance when I return this time, you will become my slave."

Xie Yan paused, his eyes gleaming, and he pointed at several monks who were also bound and threatened.

"Then, Senior Brother Gu, just take a good look at the brothers and sisters you usually dote on, as I extract their souls and refine their spirits one by one!"

"Pooh!"

Gu Jiushang spat out a mouthful of blood foam with difficulty, but a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

The golden hair on Xie Yan's neck swayed, and seeing the worry in Gu Jiushang's eyes, he knew that he had already wavered.

But it was still not enough. Xie Yan stretched out his hand and sucked Old Wheat Head into his hand, exerting a little force in his hand.

With a scream from Old Maitou, one of his hands and one of his feet were torn off alive by Xie Yan.

He casually threw the old wheat head with a ferocious expression at Gu Jiushang's feet.

Looking at Gu Jiushang's furious expression, Xie Yan smiled cruelly.

"Brother Gu, if you don't consider yourself, you should also consider your fellow disciples. You have already taken the holy blood of our clan, and there is no turning back."

Xie Yan walked out of the dark room and spit out a gray gem from his mouth. It was the mid-grade magic weapon, the tracking and searching gem. The gem had the aura left by Tu Shanhuai.

One of his magical powers penetrated into the gem, causing it to glow and a fox-like shadow to appear inside the gem.

"He's definitely not a Foundation Establishment Master. If he were, his consciousness would have transformed, and Tu Shanhuai would not have been able to leave any trace behind."
Xie Feng, who was standing by, frowned when he saw Xie Yan like this and asked.

"Brother Yan, what's going on?"

"Something happened to Tushanhuai."

"That slutty vixen has been messing around all day, and now something bad has happened. Brother Yan, what should we do?"

Xie Yan pondered for a moment.

"It wasn't the Foundation Establishment Master who did it. Feng and Yu, follow me and see who did it. As for Lei, guard this formation and don't let the cultivator inside escape."

The ancient forest is quiet and secluded.

Li Wuhui is like a bright light in the dark night, showing his charm without restraint.

Although there were some speculations, the person who snatched a three hundred year old Bu Yuan Ginseng from her in the Qingling Secret Realm was a cultivator from Xuanyang Mountain.

Li Wuhui also secretly asked his clan to investigate, but he did not expect that this old monster who was suspected of possessing another's body was so patient and hid among the outer disciples without revealing any flaws.

She felt a chill down her spine. In Qianzhi Garden, the cauldron she valued the most was actually possessed by an old monster.
"He's not even an inner disciple, but he's hiding in the Thousand Plants Garden cultivating spiritual fields. Does this old monster have the Black Tortoise bloodline?"

Staring at the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword in Fang Yi's hand, Li Wuhui was lost in thought. He began to restrain his own cultivation and summoned a Moonlight Ancient Mirror for protection.
Although I don't want to admit it, the choice made by this old monster can indeed avoid many complications.
After leaving Xuanyang Mountain, Li Wuhui consulted ancient books and learned something about the only magic weapon that Fang Yi displayed in the Qingling Secret Realm. Now he has confirmed the reputation of this magic weapon.

"An ancient treasure of the Way of Killing, the Xuanyin Soul-Severing Sword. Fellow Daoist Fang is indeed worthy of being a Nascent Soul cultivator possessing another's body, to have such an opportunity." "Fellow Daoist Li, we have settled our karma. I wonder what's the point in blocking my way?"

Fang Yi was not in a hurry when he saw Li Wuhui had reached the ninth level of Qi training. He was completely different from when he just awakened his memory.

His body training has reached the middle level of the first stage, and his Qi training has reached the fifth level. He will be able to break through within this month.

Moreover, after nearly ten years of nurturing, the Red Tiger Spirit Puppet has reached the lower second level, and the Green Wolf Spirit Puppet refined a few years ago has also reached the quasi-second level.

Holding the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword, with his current strength, Fang Yi is confident that he can escape even if he encounters a second-level monster.

Feeling the sense of danger coming from Fang Yi, Li Wuhui's smile faded.

He was somewhat restrained. Knowing his true strength was useless now. He was bound by the contract and the sixty-year period had not yet expired. He could not make a move against Fang Yi, nor could he even reveal his true identity. Moreover, even if he did, the outcome was still uncertain.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, although you are a Nascent Soul cultivator possessing a body, I believe you must have encountered a life-or-death crisis, otherwise how could you still be a Qi training cultivator now?"

Li Wuhui glanced at Tu Shanhuai's body, and his fingers clenched the golden needle magic weapon even tighter.

"That fox demon was originally my prey. I cut off one of its tails and it escaped. I never thought that it would fall into the hands of fellow Taoist now."

"Fellow Daoist, just return the half-demon monk to me, and I will reward you handsomely."

Li Wuhui is now here to pursue the inheritance of the ancient powerful ancestor Beifeng.

Ancestor Beifeng was also very famous in ancient times. He came from the ancient Yin-Yang Sect, had profound cultivation and was a romantic person. He never cared about meat or vegetables.

Half-demons were quite popular because of their unique appearance and unique charm, so they left behind a lot of inheritance before ascending to heaven to prevent the extinction of half-demons.

The Nanli Kingdom was originally founded by a half-demon cultivator who inherited the legacy of the ancestor Beifeng.

Li Wuhui learned that there was a Yin-Yang Spirit Pool in a secret place in Nanli Country, which could ease the blood conflict between humans and demons, and would also be of great benefit to his practice of "The Great Method of Heaven and Man Transformation".

But the secret realm is extremely hidden and has forbidden laws. Only those with top-grade half-demon blood can enter it.

Li Wuhui searched for several years and paid a lot of money to hire a quasi-second-level spiritualist, who finally divined that there was an opportunity near Yunzefang.

The bloodline of monsters is of the same level as their spiritual roots and is divided into six grades: heavenly grade, earthly grade, top grade, middle grade, bottom grade, and inferior grade.

As well as the true spiritual bloodlines of Youtian Kunpeng, Bai Ze Jiuying, True Dragon and Divine Phoenix, etc. that are above the sixth grade, while the half-demons are contaminated by the blood of the demon clan, and their bloodline grade is the same as that of the demon clan.

Li Wuhui is now worried. It is different from the time when he was in the Qingling Secret Realm. At that time, he had just fought a life-and-death battle with a person who had reached the foundation-building stage. Although he won by chance, he also suffered great damage to his vitality.

Now that he has shed his old body and completely mastered the Three Yin Yin Body, the "Great Method of Heavenly Transformation" is about to achieve some success. If it were not for the one in a million top-grade Taoist foundation, he could have advanced to the foundation-building stage now.

Compared with the Qingling Secret Realm in Qianzhi Garden, his own magic power, cultivation, and magic weapons are three times stronger, but the sense of threat brought by Fang Yi has only increased.

Fang Yi's spiritual sense swept across Tu Shanhuai's white fox tail and saw that there was indeed a healed wound.

"Two-tailed demon fox bloodline?"

Fang Yi didn't care about the half-demon corpse, but he couldn't hand it over easily.

He had to maintain his identity as a Yuanying-level old monster possessing another body. If he showed any fear in Li Wuhui's eyes, he would be in trouble in the future.

Sixty years is not a short time for someone to build a foundation, but it is not long either.

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