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

Chapter 578: Beautiful Maid Visits, Chiquan True Pill

In the small courtyard, red waves were rolling, and a gloomy wood energy was looming, flowing through the side rooms intentionally or unintentionally.

In the air, an oil-paper umbrella painted in ink and wash was emitting flowing light, creating ripples that concealed the energy.

A thin female cultivator with white hair, with steam rising from her body, reached out with her slender jade hand, and a stream of green-gray energy fell into her hand.

The female cultivator's consciousness flowed, and a vast aura flashed by.

"Disciple of Xuanyang Mountain?

Oh, this young man is quite bold, daring to pretend to be a cultivator from Xuanyang Mountain.
Fellow Daoist Kang, including this Li Heng who has hidden his cultivation and has completed the foundation building, there are a total of seven masters in the late foundation building stage, and they have all been investigated clearly.

Apart from that old monster with five senses, there is the fake dan real person.

The rest are all at the late stage of foundation building, and none of them are hidden agents of Xuanyang Mountain."

Kang Quan's clothes were disheveled, his collar was wide open, his dark satin robe was stained with wine, and his belt was askew.

After taking a swig from the wine jug in his hand, he said happily.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you to take action.

After Yuan'er's matter is settled, my Kang family will never regret what we promised.
Xuanyang Mountain, hey, I would like to weigh it a bit."

"The sect naturally trusts fellow Taoists."

The sound gradually faded away, and the two figures disappeared.

A few moments
A piece of green gauze was wrapped around Chen Yao's waist, crystal beads of sweat were sliding down, her red lips were slightly parted, and she was breathing heavily.

Feeling the burning heat between her legs and the broad chest behind her, her eyes turned white and she fainted.

"At the initial stage of foundation building, the Dharma body is still a little lacking.
But it’s okay this way, it saves me a lot of effort.”

Fang Yi shook his head slightly, stood up with his chest bare, and performed a body cleansing technique to remove the dirt from his body.

Then the fingertips changed their gestures and a decayed aroma came.

Magic: Ten Thousand Leaves Are Not Flowers

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, bringing a hint of smile. The pure yin virgin in the foundation-building stage is also a good snack.

Feeling the retreat of the spiritual consciousness outside the courtyard due to the affairs between men and women, he chuckled.

"Zhen Dan Zhenren, this Chiquan Mountain is strange. Wuhua is indeed trapped in Chiquan Mountain.
Now, I am in the dark, and the real person is in the light. It is time for me to act."

Fang Yi activated his magic power, and the golden elixir slowly turned, like a withered spiritual vein, and the energy was condensed to the extreme.

Then the shadow of the green lotus under his feet flowed and turned into a ghostly figure, passing by the door.

When passing by Chen Fang, his fingertips fixed and a hazy light shot out.

Half an hour later.

In Chiquan Mountain, we bypassed several hidden restrictions and climbed over the stone forest and ancient trees.

A ghostly figure followed Kangquan to a pool of wine.

The amber-colored wine in the pool is rolling, and the air is filled with spiritual energy.

A petite and delicate female cultivator with white hair and eyebrows, wearing a jade hairpin on her head and long hair as black as ink, was sitting cross-legged.

Kang Quan looked at Quanzhong's familiar eyes and eyebrows, with a strong sense of kindness flowing in his eyes.

"Yuan'er, how is your cultivation going? Have you reached the Foundation Establishment stage?"

Kang Yuyuan stood up, revealing her exquisite curves under the moonlight.

The pure water spirit and the mixed medicinal fragrance lingered as she slightly opened her pink lips.

"Don't worry, Grandpa. With the help of the spiritual wine stored in our clan, Yuan'er will be able to complete her foundation building in at most ten days."

"Good! Good! Good!" Kang Quan laughed heartily. "My Kang family has been passed down for six hundred years, and has endured for six hundred years. Finally, we have the opportunity.

The Jiuqu of Fengling Fairy City can condense the True Pill, so why can't my Kang family do the same? "

"I see." Outside Jiuquan, under an ancient thorny tree, Fang Yi was dressed in green, holding a small silver-white beast in his arms.

"A third-grade, low-grade spiritual spring, seemingly exchanged for the inheritance of a spiritual brewer, refined for the second time, and this female cultivator has a powerful aura."

He activated the [Scripture of Life and Death], sensing the essence of the female cultivator in the spring, which was pure and rich, different from that of ordinary people.

"Innate spirit? I just don't know what kind of spirit it is."

"To advance to the Jindan realm?" Fang Yi looked at him leisurely.

The Kang family of Chiquan Mountain has been passed down for more than 500 years. They have also inherited the art of third-level spiritual brewing. Every Jiazi year, third-level spiritual brewing is produced.

However, according to the records in the sect's classics, there has never been a true Jindan master, and all of them were fake pills to suppress their foundation.

The secrets involved are self-evident.

“This is not allowed by the top sects of Dayun Country such as Xuanyang Mountain, Bishui Pavilion, and Tiandaowu.

Without a sacred land for forming the elixir, it would take a hundred days for a cultivator who has established his foundation to break through to the realm of forming the elixir, just to refine the spiritual energy and transform the magic power.

This is enough for the Jindan Zhenren of each sect to activate their sect's strength and slaughter the Chiquan Mountain for several rounds.

The Kang family didn’t dare to act this way before, but now.”

The aura of Zhen Dan Zhenren from before appeared in Fang Yi's mind. "Which sect is this? They raised their hands.

He possesses an innate spiritual body and secretly joins a major sect in Dayun, so it's no wonder he dares to take a gamble."

A green lotus flowed under Fang Yi's feet, and he turned and floated away.

"We must see how many True Dan that big sect has sent to this Chiquan Mountain."

He understood clearly that the Kang family had a direct bloodline that was striving for Dan Condensation and also allowed cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage to enter Chiquan Mountain.

Must be useful
“Look, look at this innate spirit body that has condensed into a pill. It is a top-notch corpse material.

Even if I can't refine a corpse puppet, it will still be a great tonic for Chi Yin."

The next day, orange sunlight shone through the air, and bamboo shadows swayed in the courtyard.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

The sound of footsteps reached his ears, and Fang Yi's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he patted the graceful beauty under him.

"Gulu."

"Da da da!"

Chen Fang was dressed in a blue robe and a jade crown on his head. He bent down slightly and knocked on the wooden door.

"Brother Li, Master Kang Hongyan wants to see you."

As the sound of swallowing was heard, Fang Yi ran his index finger across his swollen lips, put on his robe, and stood up.

"Yao'er, do you want to go to the Kang family with me?"

Fang Yi straightened his clothes, looking refreshed, and asked casually.

After a night of sex, Chen Yao only felt pain all over her skin, flesh, tendons and bones, and her lower body was extremely soft.

"No need, Li Lang, let me rest for a while."

Seeing this, Fang Yi did not force it. He waved his sleeves and the shadow of a green lotus flowed under his feet. In a flash, he appeared outside the carved wooden door.

His gaze fell on Chen Fang, who was slightly bent over. His attitude was humble, but there was a hint of resentment hidden in his eyes.

Fang Yi's eyes were cold, the magic formula in his sleeves changed, and then he patted his waist.

"Yao'er, she's not feeling well. Please prepare some hot spring water for her to bathe and change her clothes.
If this matter is done well, you, Xiaoyueshan, will definitely benefit from it."

After saying that, Fang Yi's clothes fluttered, and he held a stream of energy in his hand as he walked towards Baiquan Garden where Kang Hongyan was.

Lean less.

In the quaint courtyard, only Chen Fang was left, his expression changing from gloomy to bright, sometimes distorted, sometimes full of resentment.

The dull pressure of the middle stage of foundation building suppressed the ancient bamboo trees, flying birds and spiritual fish, and made everything silent.

Chen Yao's face flushed, and she spoke in a sweet and satisfied voice. "Brother Fang, do you still remember the [Moon Worshiping Yin Nourishing Method] in our sect?
Thank you, second brother, for going to the Jiuquan Market and exchanging it for me a second-grade low-grade Water Moon Stone and a few robes."

The red jade slip fell in front of Chen Fang. He looked deeply at the graceful figure that was looming behind the carved wooden door.

[Moon Worship to Nourish Yin Method] is a secret technique passed down by the Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain, and is the inheritance of the Way of Hehuan.

He felt sad and sighed deeply. Then he took off the jade slip and turned to leave.

"Sister, if you want to do something, I will definitely do it for you."

Chen Yao looked at the tall figure leaving and sighed. How could she not know Chen Fang's friendship?

But he had already suppressed everything, including his clean background and virginity.

After making her choice, she no longer had the qualifications or the ability to regret it.

'Now, the most important thing is to perfect the art of sex and win Li Heng's affection.
A great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, born in a big sect, must have many beautiful maids in his room.

Fortunately, the [Moon Worship Yin Nourishing Method], combined with the second-level Water Moon Stone, can repair the perfect body and add more interest.

'Li Heng, I can never let go!

My mother taught me that men are all masculine creatures with strong possessiveness.
So' Chen Yao's eyes flashed with a hint of apology, and then she made up her mind and opened her red lips.

"In this case, the second brother can also be used. You can call him outside tonight."

"We're here!" Fang Yi stopped and looked at Baiquan Garden.

The tiles are made of glazed tiles and the windows are made of ancient wood. The vermilion lacquer door is half-hidden, and two majestic stone lions, lifelike, stand on both sides.

"Fellow Daoist Li, since you are here, please come into the garden and have a seat." A familiar voice sounded.

Fang Yi did not delay, he lifted his boots and walked into the courtyard, the rich aroma of wine hit him in the face.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyan, I wonder if there has been any progress regarding the Red Spring Spiritual Brew?"

Beside the pond, the water ripples and lotus flowers sway.

Ji Hongyan turned around, his long beard fluttering and his eyes sparkling.

Thinking of the guidance of the clan’s ancestors, he said with certainty.

"Fellow Daoist Li Heng, your cultivation level is more than just the seventh level of foundation building, right?
I think he is not the so-called cultivator from Xuanyang Mountain.

Ordinary cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage are not qualified to procure the secret brew of our Kang family."

Fang Yi smiled without saying a word, his robe moving without wind, and his aura, as vigorous as an ancient tree, spread out with a tinge of yin energy.

This was a flaw he left intentionally. If he hadn't deliberately concealed it, no cultivator in Chiquan Mountain would have been able to discover it.

"Ninth level of foundation building, wood spiritual roots, the way of Yin wood?" Red spiritual light flowed in Kang Hongyan's eyes, as if he was performing pupil magic.

After a few breaths, and confirming that Fang Yi's cultivation was correct, he breathed a sigh of relief, and a sound-transmitting jade pendant in his sleeve glowed.

In the courtyard, Kang Yuanzhu, holding a golden goblet magic weapon, restrained his magic power. Although he was still on guard, he did not activate the magic weapon.

"I don't know who you are, friend, and which sect you belong to?" Kang Hongyan asked tentatively.

"I'm Xiao Changce, a disciple of the Ancestral Hall of Xuanyang Mountain." Fang Yi chuckled, as if he didn't notice the fake Dan Zhenren in the garden.

After entering Chiquan Mountain, he had already walked through the mountain gate with the power of the Seven Rings.

Kang Hongyan sneered. "Since you are unwilling to speak further and do not wish to reveal your identity, I will not do anything reckless.

However, fellow Daoist, there is no need to mention Xiao Changce's identity as a monk who has passed away in meditation?
Fellow Taoists, you may know that the great immortal Huang Guangsheng, who was responsible for suppressing destiny and was a descendant of the Patriarchal Hall, has already passed away.

If you are truly a disciple of the Patriarchal Hall, even if Xiao Changce has not yet passed away, how can you find the time to come to the Kang family's Chiquan Mountain?"

"Have you passed away?"

A hint of joy appeared on Fang Yi's face, but he sighed quietly in his heart.

Although it had been discovered long ago that Huang Guangsheng's life span was running out, there was a spiritual energy hidden in his body.

But I never thought that he would pass away in this way.

'Time, what good is it to be a great immortal? If you can't condense your Nascent Soul and increase your lifespan.

Even if one is powerful and influential for a while, there will be a day when he will die.

Fang Yi had a vague feeling in his heart that Xuanyang Mountain had been planning for a long time, and Huang Guangsheng probably had a backup plan.

But even if he has not passed away, his remaining life span must be short, and it may be difficult for him to take action.

Otherwise, how could it be hidden from the Bishui Pavilion, which is also a major Jindan sect.

Kang Hongyan took out a jade talisman and a cup of spiritual wine from his sleeve and spoke earnestly.

"My fellow Daoist, my Kang family of Chiquan Mountain has accumulated wealth for over six hundred years and has quite a bit of background.

One month later, if you help my Kang family with a great undertaking, I will give you a pot of this Red Spring Spiritual Brew."

"Third-level spiritual wine, can you decide for me, fellow Daoist?" Fang Yi took the jade cup with a look of doubt on his face.

The amber wine swayed, emitting bursts of aroma.

"He can't do it? Can I?" A fake Dan Zhenren aura rose, and Kang Yuanzhu, dressed in green, stepped out slowly.

"Master Yuanzhu?" Fang Yi's face was startled, as if he had just discovered this well-hidden fake Master Dan.

In the evening, the bright moon rises in the east, and silver moonlight falls.

Looking at the handsome Fang Yi, who was leading two beautiful maids behind him, a hint of nervousness appeared in Chen Yao's eyes.

'What happened?
The Kang family of Chiquan Mountain actually values ​​Li Heng so much?

She gritted her teeth and cursed her in her heart as a bitch. She glanced at Chen Fang who was standing beside her with his hands hanging down, and secretly felt relieved.

"Li Lang, who are these two sisters?"

Chen Yao smiled like a flower, walked lightly with lotus steps, and held Fang Yi tightly with her slender hands. The fullness of her chest covered him, without any reserve.

Fang Yi's expression was calm. "I met Master Yuanzhu today. These two are concubines given by the Kang family."

"Concubine?!" Chen Yao was shocked. Although she was prepared, she never thought it would take so long.

"Yu'er, meet your sister!"

"Xiu Xiu, meet your sister!"

Two graceful maids bowed, their graceful curves faintly visible in their green gauze attire.

Chen Yao was furious that the Kang family actually competed with her for the property.

But it is precisely because of this that her vision is very high and the people she chooses are very valuable.

"Yao'er, the Kang family's hospitality is hard to refuse, so you don't have to stay here today."

Fang Yi pushed open the carved wooden door, picked up his boots and walked into the side room, followed closely by Kang Yuer and Kang Xiuxiu.

In order to reassure the Kang family, Fang Yi would not refuse the tripod and furnace that was delivered to his door.

'No! This cannot happen! !'

Chen Yaofeng's eyes were filled with ripples as she stepped into the room.

"Li Lang is very brave, but these two sisters may not be able to handle him. Why not let me, as the elder sister, give them some pointers?"

Yu'er and Xiuxiu looked at each other with a hint of charm, and the thin green gauze skirts on their bodies fell to the ground along their smooth skin.

Chen Yao no longer cared about being reserved and took out a pink jade box from her storage bag. The jade box was engraved with the scene of yin and yang coming together.

The jade box is opened, and the silver bell, rough hemp rope, and pearls are strung together.
"Brother Li, you have to give it a try."

Fang Yi gave Chen Yao a strange look as she knelt down, then sat on the cloud bed with her legs spread out.

"It's been a while since I've seen so many things in the room."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and enjoyed the careful service of the three beautiful female cultivators, each with their own beauty.

"Gurgle. Gurgle" swallowing sounds were heard, and the red lips began to swell.

(End of this chapter)