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

Chapter 565: Crowdfunding Refining Equipment, Return Visit to Xuanyang

The Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword emitted a blade light that turned into a dark green blood light. The blood light turned, and another huge head flew up.

'two!'

Fang Yi took a step forward, and the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword emitted a faint light and slashed down again.

"Senior, spare your life!"

"My master is Jade Pearl Master of the Bishui Pavilion. Senior, please let me go. I will keep my mouth shut."

"Master! Master, I am willing to serve you as my master. I only ask for your life to be spared."

With every breath, screams and pleas for mercy came one after another, and the bloody smell in the cave became more pungent.

In a few breaths, two more foundation-building cultivators were chopped into pieces by the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword.

'Four. '

With a wave of his sleeve, he used two small soul-extracting techniques. Looking at the four soul beads that continued to take shape in his palm, Fang Yi showed a look of satisfaction.

"Old man, I'm going to fight you!"

Seeing that begging for mercy was in vain, only half of the nine foundation-building cultivators were left in just a few breaths. A green jade talisman, full of water light, was cast by a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation-building from the Bishui Pavilion.

“Quasi-third-level Water Blade Talisman?
The talisman is quite powerful, but the person manipulating it has very low cultivation level."

Fang Yi's face showed no joy or sadness. With a wave of his hand, vitality gathered and turned into a large handprint of withered vines.

"boom!"

When five fingers pinched the wood grain, spider-web-like cracks appeared.

"Crack!"

The sound of gold and jade breaking was heard, and the crystal water blade and the head of the monk from the Bishui Pavilion were crushed together.

'Five.'

"Roar!" The ferocious roar of the corpse echoed. Chi Yin, with a childish face, like a little child, stepped on the corpse lotus and walked out of the withered and prosperous small cave completely.

The fake Dan Zhenren who presided over the secret photo shoot had one of his arms torn off by Chi Yin.

Fang Yi activated the Sutra of Life and Death, a dim yellow spiritual light flowed, and the Qi gradually withered.

Kido Genjutsu: Ten Thousand Leaves Are Not Flowers!
A muffled groan, and a decadent and sweet aura appeared in the eyes of the remaining foundation-building monks with a confusing scene.

"Illusion." A murmured voice sounded.

Fang Yi clasped his five fingers together, gathered his Qi, blood and magic power, turned them into fist shadows and punched out, piercing the Dantian Qi sea of ​​the four foundation-building cultivators.

“Eight!
In order to sacrifice to Chi Yin, all the corpses accumulated in the corpse land of Xiaodongtian were used up."

Glancing over the eight corpses of foundation-building cultivators lying on the ground, Fang Yi frowned slightly with a hint of disgust.

"It's either that the magic power is not pure enough, or that the life span is short, and there is no high-quality corpse material.
Forget it, I'll just recycle the waste and, with the help of the magical corpse land, I wonder if I can raise one or two second-level refined corpses."

With his sleeves fluttering, dozens of dark old vines covered with barbs emerged like poisonous snakes.

The corpses of eight foundation-building monks were hung up by two old vines covered with barbs, like dried bacon, to drain away their vitality.

Then pour the Yin energy into it.

A quarter of an hour later.

Eight mummies surrounded by yin energy were wrapped in vine coffins made of tangled old vines and were being nurtured in the spiritual land where corpses were piled up. Fang Yicai then set his eyes on a corner of the cave.

A cultivator in the late stage of foundation building with an old face and wearing a red robe, with two white bone forks surrounded by gloomy and ghostly auras, swung them and broke the winding old vines one by one.

"The Ghost Fork, a top-grade magical weapon?"

Fang Yi felt the breath counting instrument and felt a little impressed in his heart that Gu Jiushang did a good job.

In just a few years, a foundation-building cultivator, relying on the scattered inheritance of the way of corpse ghosts, was able to refine two top-grade magic weapons.

"A late stage foundation building cultivator?
Why are you coming to Heiyuan Island instead of hanging out in Dadu Ancient City?
Do you think that the gathering of independent cultivators on Black Abyss Island makes it easy to take advantage of them?"

Heiyanzi was wearing a red robe and was protected by two bone shields, one large and one small, which were transformed from white bone forks.

'Damn!
Aren’t the two Fake Dan True Immortals and the three quasi-third-level little beast kings the strongest in this Black Abyss Island?

Is it because I'm in trouble with the Tai Sui?

Heiyanzi smiled awkwardly with a flattering look on his face.

The natal magic weapon that he had painstakingly refined, the combined power of the two top-grade magic weapons, was no weaker than a top-grade magic weapon.

But in front of these monks who slaughtered foundation-building monks as easily as killing chickens and dogs, there was no sense of security at all.

"My Lord, you have a keen eye. I came here to use the scattered cultivators gathered on Black Abyss Island to forge the third bone fork."

Seeing Fang Yi raise his left hand holding the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword, a dark blue light flickered on the sword.

"Pfft!"

Heiyanzi knelt down on his knees without hesitation and carefully took out a broken bone fragment from his sleeve.

"Sir, I, Heiyanzi, have a treasure to offer you!"

Fang Yi had a strange look on his face as he looked at the old bone fragments that appeared before his eyes again.

A ray of spiritual light rolled the bone fragment in front of him. He pinched his fingers and cast a spiritual seal.

"Buzz!"

The bone fragments vibrated, and sinister characters squirmed like tadpoles, transforming into a secret method for refining the magical weapon, the White Bone Fork.

"Chi Yin is ultimately missing one thing, his natal treasure."

Seeing that Chi Yin was wearing gray scale armor and forced Jiadan Zhenren to barely survive, he was good at defense but lacked the ability to attack.

His mind was turning.

After a brief pause, he stretched out five fingers, and a faint light turned into a soul-binding magic barrier.

"Don't resist!"

Heiyanzi felt relieved and looked at the oncoming magic ban, knowing that he had escaped death.

He relaxed his magic power, allowing the soul-sealing magic to pass through his robes, flow into his body, and merge with his soul.

'call! '

After ten breaths, feeling the magical restriction in his soul that was waiting to be unleashed, Heiyanzi exhaled heavily and felt slightly relieved.

Finally escaped with his life
Although life and death are in the hands of others, as long as we are alive, there is hope.'

Fang Yi walked slowly to Hei Yanzi's front, a ray of light appeared in his hand, and he took off the two bone forks.

"Buzz!"

The bone fork vibrated instinctively, resisting the influx of magic power.

Heiyanzi was quite tactful when he saw this. He restrained his magical power and spiritual consciousness, prostrated himself on the ground, and was extremely respectful.

He endured the pain of the backlash from the magic weapon, and spent a lot of effort to collect souls and refine the magic weapon, and his spiritual consciousness was constantly washed away.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Roar!"

A corpse lotus blossomed under his feet, and Chiyin's white and tender hands, covered with scales and armor, smashed a bronze shield into pieces.

"Pfft!"

Chi Yin took out a thumb-sized fake pill, swallowed it, and refined it in his stomach.

"The magic weapon is good!" Fang Yi played with the white bone fork, feeling the warm touch in his hand.

As soon as he thought about it, the banners of the withered and flourishing world fluttered, and precious light filled the air.

Ghostly hands stretched out from the delicate banner, sweeping away all the remaining bloodstains and corpses in the cave.

After Chi Yin walked into the Kurong small cave, Fang Yi spoke gently.

"Heiyanzi, I have something for you to do."

"Master, please give me your orders. I will go through fire and water for you!"

Heiyanzi crawled even lower, but he felt completely relieved.

The old monster asked him to do something, which meant that his life was saved.

Otherwise, how can a dead person do anything?

Fang Yi chuckled. "You don't have to go through fire and water for this matter, just..."

"puff!"

The two white bone forks emitted a cold glow and were extremely sharp, hitting the head and dantian qi sea of ​​the Black Rock Master respectively.

His face was ferocious, and he was trying to use his magic power to self-destruct, but he was entangled by the ghost energy on the white bone fork.

As the sucking sound was heard, red blood was continuously absorbed by the white bone fork.

In a blink of an eye.

Hei Yanzi, dressed in a black robe, died with his eyes open and turned into a dried corpse covered with skin and bones.

"This Black Rock didn't resist, which saved me a lot of energy."

Heiyanzi's soul was absorbed into the white bone fork. Fang Yi smiled and transmitted his thoughts.

"Thank you, Daoist Fellow Heiyan, for sacrificing your life and using your essence, blood, and spirit to refine a magical instrument for me." "Bang!"

Visible resentment rose from the soul, frost formed on the cave, and the atmosphere became increasingly gloomy.

"That's right. The heavier the spirit's death resentment, the better it is for White Bone Fork!"

Fang Yi's fingertips changed the magic formulas, and the spiritual light flowed, turning into a series of large seals that were struck out.

"Buzz!"

The two white bone forks vibrated, and the pale runes acted as chains, pulling the two pieces of magic together and continuously fusing them.

The subtle and secret runes flowed, and under the lubrication of Hei Yanzi's essence, blood, and soul, the two bone forks blended seamlessly, the magic bans were connected to each other, and new magic bans continued to extend.

Ten magical prohibitions!

Eleven magical prohibitions!
"."

Three days later.

In the grotto, Fang Yi opened his slightly closed eyes, waved his sleeves, and the white bone fork surrounded by yin energy passed through the withered and prosperous small cave and fell into the red yin draw.

"Roar!"

In the mire of flesh and blood, Chi Yin had long hair draped over his shoulders and spat out a breath of his own corpse fire, wrapping the white bone fork.

As the corpse patterns on the bone fork flowed, the sharp bone fork gradually softened and merged into the bone handle, turning into a rod-shaped organ embryo.

After retracting his spiritual sense, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

"A top-grade magical weapon-level bone fork can at least save Chi Yin five years of effort in refining his natal treasure.
As for the remaining magical instruments and accessories, I will discuss other matters after I condense the pill."

"Now it's urgent!"

In the evening, the silver moon hangs high in the sky and a cool breeze blows.

Brown spiritual light flowed in the cave, and a small silver-white beast activated a yellow jade gourd, spewing out spiritual sand, continuously washing away the remaining magical restrictions.

After all the restrictions were washed away, Fang Yi slapped out with one palm, and the withered and flourishing banner of the ruins world behind him also emitted wisps of corpse energy.

Gu Jiushang was wearing a green robe and holding a puppet token. Behind him stood Chu Jing, who had a handsome face but an expressionless expression.

After the fight scene in the cave was disguised, Fang Yi turned his attention to the two people in front of him.

He swept his mind around and felt the little blood and essence left in Chu Jingfa's body, and his weakened soul.

“The useful life of this human puppet is almost up.

Senior Brother Gu, after I repair it, there is no need to send Chu Jing out for the time being.

I’ll be of other use later.”

"Yes, Master." Gu Jiushang bowed and reported. "Master, True Man Qingfeng and True Man Zidian have already returned to Heiyuan Island.

Young Master Qin Yu, Young Master Li Heng, and Young Master Yuan Zheng are already waiting outside the Qingzhi Cave.
I wonder when the master will see him again."

"See?"

"No! My disciples and the two masters can just go to Black Abyss Island."

Fang Yi shook his head and took out a spirit-sealing box carved from spiritual jade and covered with inscriptions from his storage bag.

"Crack!"

The talisman on the box spontaneously combusted without wind, and the jade box opened.

The spirit bones of the second-level monster, the Green Wood Leopard, are dark green in color, and the rich vitality turns into lingering clouds and mist.

But all that remained was the head stained with Chu Jing's blood.

"That's enough to mend this half-dead puppet one last time."

Taking out the millstone-sized head of the green wooden leopard, Fang Yi activated his magic power and a green-yellow spiritual fire wrapped around it.

"clang!"

The sound of gold and jade clashing was heard, and Fang Yi raised a large, ancient tripod with three legs and two ears.

As time passed, the withered and flourishing spirit evaporated, and the head of the green wood leopard gradually melted and turned into spiritual liquid.

"combine!"

The secret art of puppetry: half-dead puppet!

Fang Yi's fingertips danced like a butterfly through flowers, ten, a hundred, a thousand.
As the runes continued to merge into the body, Chu Jing's face twisted into a look of pain, and the energy around him began to rise.

Three days later.

In the center of the Black Abyss Island, several formation flags fluttered and green clouds rolled, completely obscuring the core of the island.

Gu Jiushang was wearing a gray robe and acted efficiently. He looked at Qin Yu, Li Heng, Zi Dian and others in front of him.

He bowed his head in greeting, took out a formation plate and said, "The master is in seclusion, cultivating and refining his life-defining magic weapon, and is unable to take care of the affairs of the island.

To prevent monsters from attacking Black Abyss Island, please ask two real people to take charge of the formation."

After hesitating for a while, Master Zi Dian and Master Qing Feng both felt a little depressed.

I thought Fang Yi was about to condense the pill, bring the two back together, and suppress the Black Abyss Island.

I never thought that I would just go into seclusion and refine my own magic weapon.

True Man Qingfeng pondered for a moment, then took the formation plate and promised, "In that case, I will keep this formation plate.

When Junior Brother Fang leaves the border, please let Steward Gu know."

True Man Zidian also spoke. "Senior Brother Fang is in seclusion, and Junior Brother Xu has already left and is not on the island.

If the three little beast kings of the demon beast lineage attack, with the help of the power of the formation, this Black Abyss Island may not be able to defend it.
Senior Brother Qingfeng, should we notify Dadu Ancient City and pay a price to invite a fake Dan Zhenren to come and take charge?"

True Man Qingfeng fanned the crane feather fan in his hand, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"Shaohong, go to Dadu Ancient City and tell Uncle Hu Lei how much he values ​​his nephew.

It's not difficult to ask a fake Dan Zhenren to take charge!"

Jing Shaohong wore a jade crown and a purple-patterned free and easy robe, and the aura around him showed that he had already reached the seventh level of foundation building.

He took an envious look at the cave hidden by clouds and mist, then bowed and accepted the order.

After refining the treasure of one's life, one is only a step away from forming the elixir.

A quarter of an hour later.

Watched Zi Dian and Qing Feng, two fake Dan Zhenren, leave.

Gu Jiushang took out a jade bottle and a gourd magic weapon from his sleeve, and then looked at the only Qi-cultivating cultivator behind the crowd.

"Young Master Yuanzheng, you have already reached the ninth level of Qi training and can now begin to build your foundation.
The master specially left behind a mid-grade foundation-building pill and a second-grade blood essence and marrow fluid for your foundation-building efforts."

"The master has decreed that until he comes out of seclusion, you, Young Master Qin Yu, and Young Master Li Heng must not leave Black Abyss Island."

Feng Yuanzheng's heart was beating like a drum, and his eyes were fixed on Gu Jiushang's hands.

He probed cautiously.

"Master, do you have any other instructions?"

Gu Jiushang shook his head slightly. "The master didn't give any other instructions before he went into seclusion."

Feng Yuanzheng snatched the jade bottle and gourd magic tools from Gu Jiushang's hands in a lightning-fast manner.

He came from a wealthy family and naturally knew how precious this mid-grade foundation-building pill was.

I never thought that I could get this elixir without paying any price.

"Thank you for your generous gift, Master!"

Feng Yuanzheng bowed to Qingzhi Cave, and then rushed towards his own cave.

One day later, at the southeast corner of Nanyunpo.

Demonic clouds rolled, and fierce and wild energy flowed.

Fang Yi was wearing a black robe to conceal his aura. He looked at the beasts rushing around. The aura of the three little beast kings in the demon cloud was fierce.

Thinking about his arrangements on the Black Abyss Island, he held the Ruins Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Master Hengyi sent a message saying Yan Youtai has secretly infiltrated Dadu Ancient City.

The arrangement on the Black Abyss Island can delay them for a day or two.

After finding an opportunity to severely injure a small beast king, immediately return to Xuanyang Mountain."

Fang Yi didn't know what Yan Youtai's plan was.

But before condensing the pill, he was absolutely unwilling to meet a True Dan Zhenren and a third-level Tianji Dao master.

Especially this Zhendan Zhenren, who still has old grudges and wants to control him.

"It's a pity that the Yin-Moon Toad, the Fire Tiger, and the Green-Toothed Elephant are all in the same place.

Otherwise, Chi Yin and I will join forces, and even if the little beast king has the support of his tribe, we can still quickly capture and kill him!"

The sun rises and the moon sets, and three days pass in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the little beast kings that landed in three places on the island, Fang Yi's eyes lit up slightly.

"Chance!"

(End of this chapter)