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

Chapter 656 Five Wounds and a Horizontal Blade, Commanding the Cultivators

"boom!"

Yellow sand swirled, and spiritual energy was continuously drawn from the spiritual veins, activating the Wuyang Ancient Formation.

"Wow!"

The vast expanse of yellow sand condensed and transformed into three thousand golden needles, their cold light emanating from them, shooting out towards the onrushing tide of demons.

"Form the formation!" A majestic lion's roar resounded, and a golden-armored lion's body surged into the sky with golden demonic power, transforming into a long, rolling demonic cloud.

Upon receiving Gu Jiushang's order, the demonic beasts behind him vigorously channeled their demonic power into the demonic clouds.

"Roar!"

Gu Jiushang roared to the sky. With the help of demonic power, his blood vessels bulged, and his body instantly swelled to three times its original size, making him even more majestic.

The sky was filled with swirling, demonic clouds, which then transformed into a golden wind that swept down.

"Whoosh!" The golden wind and the needle rain collided violently, the golden wind was pierced and the needle rain was shattered.

With the blessing of demonic power, the Golden Wind Technique's power reached the third-tier low-grade level, knocking down 1,200 golden needles.

The ancient xun (a type of ancient Chinese wind instrument) plays softly. The notes dance, the divine thoughts flow, and a silvery light shatters a thousand golden needles.

At the same time, the azure spiritual tide crashed down, with waves of shimmering water rising higher and higher, eventually knocking down the last eight hundred golden needles.

Although the Four-Clawed Wolf and the Water Toad were half a step slower, they also rallied their subordinate beasts and activated their magic to the third-tier low-grade level.

"The demon race is really going all out." Lightning flashed faintly in the clouds, and Master Hu Lei frowned deeply.

The demon race has never been this crazy before.

His gaze fell upon the ancient city, and he spoke with anticipation.

"Now the demon king of the demon race and we are mutually restraining each other. We hope that Junior Brother Fang can take over Tiandaowu."

Otherwise, the demon tide will become even more ferocious, posing a threat from the outside. The White Bone Sect, the Joyful Union Sect, and the Nine-Bend Old Monster are unwilling to let Heavenly Blade Dock retreat.”

"I wonder what Junior Brother Fang will do."

There were more than twenty Foundation Establishment cultivators and one fake Core Formation cultivator. Even if they attacked from behind, it would be one or two times.

After this happened many times, many cultivators watched.

Thinking of what Fang Yi had said three days ago, he was conflicted.

They wanted Tiandaowu to withdraw from the ancient city, yet they were unwilling to relinquish too many benefits to the various sects and independent cultivators within the city.
In the south of the city, the city walls were stained with blood. The towering walls were covered with knife and axe cuts and the claw marks of monsters, and a fierce aura emanated from them.

After the human race activated the Wuyang Ancient Formation and clashed with the three fierce demons, the two forces faced off against each other.

Humans are drawing power from the spiritual veins, while demons are restoring their magical power.

Neither side's Nascent Soul cultivators intervened; instead, they each unleashed large-scale war spells capable of influencing the battle's outcome, both at considerable cost.

Fang Yi's gaze swept across the clouds and saw flying boats, ancient swords, lotus flowers, Dharma platforms, and various magical artifacts carrying cultivators, hovering in the air.

"Senior Brother Gu sent a message that the Demon King of the Demon Clan has no intention of making a move for the time being, and is training the younger generation. Chen Xian will be unable to make a move after a year."

But Chen Xian has already fallen at my hands. Taking this opportunity, I'll force Tian Dao Wu out of the game first.

He did not immediately approach the many cultivators who were on high alert, but instead spoke to Sheng Bo'an beside him.

"Nephew Sheng, with the Heavenly Blade Dock lacking a Core Formation cultivator to oversee it, I need to take the initiative. I humbly request your assistance."

Sheng Bo'an returned the greeting with a cupped hand, his words earnest. "This junior disciple will certainly do his utmost to assist his senior master."

Fang Yi nodded, his gaze falling on the cultivators gathered at Tian Dao Wu and Bi Shui Ge.

The internal agreement of Xuanyang Mountain has been reached, and their interests are aligned, so they can be relied upon for assistance.

Fengling Immortal City openly refrains from interfering in the conflict between the two factions. As for the Hehuan Sect and the White Bone Sect, although they are major sects, they lack a Core Formation Realm expert stationed in the ancient city, so there is no need to consider them too much.

The only troublesome matter is Hengdaozi and the three fake alchemists, Han Kuizhi and Ruan Xiuqin from Biyue Pavilion.

A chilling killing intent flashed in Fang Yi's eyes. He had been planning this for so long, and everything was ready. The time was ripe, and he no longer needed to worry about anything.

In the clouds, Zhiyangzi held a gilded Dharma wheel in his hand, gazing at the ferocious aura of the demonic beast a thousand feet away.

He frowned and said helplessly, "I don't know when this will end. Five whole years have passed, and the demon race still hasn't retreated."

"Fellow Daoist You Ming, Zen Master Fa Shan, what do you think these demons are plotting? With the support of spiritual veins, can they really break the Wuyang Grand Formation?"

Behind You Ming, the ancient bronze bell tolled melodiously as he arrived hand in hand with Chong Wenzi.

He waved his hand, casting a soundproof spell, then shook his head slightly and said, "If the demon race doesn't retreat, what can this old man do?"

"I wonder who is leading the cultivators in fighting against the beast tide this time?"

Fashan, draped in a crimson robe, twirled prayer beads in his hand. "This old monk is only concerned with whether the person in charge of this beast tide can quell the conflicts between the various factions."

Zhiyangzi's lips twitched slightly, and he said indignantly, "These major sects all appear respectable on the surface, but they resort to underhanded tactics and are all ruthless."
Since the outbreak of the beast tide, at least 30% of the casualties have been caused by infighting among various factions.

If we had worked together, we would have completely driven back the beast tide long ago.

"Hmm? Such a vast divine sense?" The six pseudo-core cultivators, including Zhiyangzi, Fashan, and Youming, suddenly stopped exchanging words and looked at the ancient city, where a verdant space-time appeared from the sky.

The cultivators from the White Bone Sect, the Joyful Union Sect, and the Heavenly Blade Dock fell silent for a moment, then exclamations of amazement filled the air.

"Fang Yi?"

"This energy is continuous and powerful, indicating that the Wood Path technique has been cultivated to its highest level."

"Such formidable magical power! Your foundation is no weaker than mine. Another great figure has emerged from Xuan Yang Mountain."

As the verdant rainbow bridge descended, Fang Yi, wearing a blue lotus crown and a robe that seemed to transform mountains and rivers into the moon, stood tall and imposing.

His gaze swept across them, and whether they were rogue cultivators or Foundation Establishment cultivators from various sects, they were all clad in puppet armor, their nerves taut.

"Fellow Taoists, you are polite."

"We have come to pay our respects to Master Fang." More than a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators bowed in unison, speaking with utmost respect.

Pointing to the surging tide of beasts, Fang Yi spoke.

"Time is precious, so I'll keep it brief. The immortals in the city and the demon king of the demon race are keeping each other in check, and I will be in charge of this beast tide."

If you have any questions, please feel free to speak up!

Fang Yi's gaze swept over the Foundation Establishment cultivators, finally settling on Chong Wenzi, Zhiyangzi, Hengdaozi, and other pseudo-Core Formation cultivators.

Although there are over a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators here, the one who makes the final decisions is still a False Core Formation True Person.

Sheng Bo'an stepped forward first. "Uncle Fang's medical skills are profound, and Xuan Yang Mountain has no objection."

Where the cultivators of the Hehuan Sect gathered, pink spiritual light flowed and seductive music rang out. Qing Guanzi pondered for only half a breath before agreeing, "The Hehuan Sect has no objections."

"The White Bone Sect also acknowledges Master Fang." Gao Yuanlu looked at Fang Yi with a fawning expression and also spoke up in support.

"Danger is ever-present amidst the beast tide, and a cultivator of noble character is needed to oversee the overall situation."

Sect Leader Fang Yi possesses miraculous skills and a compassionate heart; his medical expertise is profound, and no one can compare to him in making the necessary changes.

"I do not agree!" Amidst the voices of approval from various factions, Hengdaozi's opposition was particularly jarring.

Seeing that the many cultivators were quiet, and feeling the two unspoken gazes behind him, he hardened his heart, straightened his back, and exuded a chilling aura.

"The assembled Core Formation cultivators are locked in a standoff with the Demon Beast King, who is unable to intervene."

But we, the True Immortals of the False Core Formation stage, still exist; when has it become the turn of a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator to speak?

He stepped forward, looking at Fang Yi with a half-smile, and said loudly in mockery, "Sect Leader Fang, your medical skills are indeed outstanding."

"But if you wish to preside over this position, return after you have condensed your inner core!"

"Fellow Daoist Hengdaozi, are you looking down on me?" Fang Yi's gaze was like a knife, causing Hengdaozi's hair to stand on end and his imposing manner to soften.

"Why is Sect Leader Fang being so aggressive?" Amidst the shimmering water and flowing azure energy, Han Kuizhi and Ruan Xiuqin, two pseudo-Dan cultivators from the Azure Water Pavilion, also stepped forward.

Fang Yi waved his hand slightly, and purple lightning flashed. Sheng Bo'an understood and raised an ancient stone tablet to block Han Kuizhi and Ruan Xiuqin.

"Hengdaozi, you've become even more arrogant since your hands healed." A bluish aura swirled around Fang Yi, and his figure vanished.

"Fang Yi, how dare you!" Hengdaozi's expression changed drastically. He never expected that Fang Yi would dare to attack him in front of everyone, with the beast tide approaching.

"Fang Yi, aren't you afraid of the True Man's wrath for acting like this!"

"Wow!"

A blue mist appeared, and Fang Yi reappeared behind Heng Daozi.

Feeling the familiar scene, Hengdaozi's face showed fear, and he frantically urged his magic power.

"Clang!" The dark blade light gleamed with a hint of crimson as it slashed towards Fang Yi. Fang Yi swept his sleeve, and the Azure Water Ancient Map unleashed the black longsword magic weapon. Layers of water curtains stacked up, suppressing the magic weapon.

"Since the lesson is not enough, I, Fang, will give you some more guidance."

In the blink of an eye, Fang Yi's figure blurred, and his five fingers, glowing with a faint blue light, struck down.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two sounds of bones breaking were heard, blood splattered everywhere, and the two arms hanging limply with the knife across them clearly showed that all the bones in both arms were broken.

"Sect Leader Fang, with a formidable enemy at hand, your actions are excessive!" A gentle and magnetic voice rang out from the rogue cultivator camp.

"Why don't Sect Leader Fang and Fellow Daoist Hengdao each take a step back?"

"Is it true that Tiandaowu will not pursue this matter, and that Tiandaowu will be responsible for resisting the beast tide?"

"Chong Wenzi?" Fang Yi felt a chill in his heart; the person who spoke had already sided with Tian Dao Wu.

He glanced at the fearful faces of Zhiyangzi, Youming, Zen Master Fashan, and other rogue cultivators who were faking their cultivation.

Each one take a step back?
Chong Wenzi clearly wanted to use the influence of the rogue cultivator to force him to admit his mistake.

"Fellow Daoist Chongwenzi has a good idea, but I was just a bit too hasty," Fang Yi said.

A hint of joy appeared in Chong Wenzi's eyes, and he quickly said, "It's alright, it's alright."

To err is human, to forgive divine. Fellow Daoist Fang, all you need to do is take a step back and compensate Fellow Daoist Hengdaozi.”

"Crack!" Two streaks of blue light flashed past, followed by the sound of bones shattering and screams of agony.

"Fang Yi!!" Heng Daozi's face was ferocious, his limbs were limp, and all his bones were broken. He floated in the air relying on his magic power.

"Sect Leader Fang, what do you mean by this?" Chong Wenzi was dissatisfied, but he didn't show it on his face.

He spoke with an air of elegance, offering words of advice. "I know you have a deep grudge against Hengdaozi, but the beast tide is imminent."

We, the human cultivators, should truly set aside past grievances and prejudices, and join hands to fight against the beast tide! Instead of doing things that cause pain to our loved ones and joy to our enemies.”

"Who do you think you are?" Fang Yi said disdainfully, his five fingers twisting into a giant handprint as he slammed down.

"boom!"

Chong Wenzi's expression turned slightly cold. He quickly flipped through the scroll in his hand, and the patterns of flowers and birds flowed, outlining a shield that blocked the giant handprint of the green vine.

His eyes were cold as he spoke. "Fellow Daoists, this Fang Yi acts recklessly and without any regard for right or wrong."

Let's join forces and capture him, lest he betray us when we fight the beast tide!

"Huh?!" Chong Wenzi paused, his eyes widening as he saw Fang Yi holding the horizontal knife like a dead dog.

"Fang Yi, what do you want to do!"

The banner of the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing Realm fluttered, rising in waves of blue light. A three-headed, six-armed demon god, with a compassionate expression, carrying a medicine cauldron, stepped down from the banner.

The fragrance of medicine wafted through the air, and the demon god formed a hand seal.

Medical Secret Technique: Xuanzhi Shengshen

Medical Secrets: Five Lotuses Nourishing Qi

Medical Secrets: Gentle Breeze and Rain

Azure-green fungus hangs down, five-colored lotus flowers sway, a spring breeze blows, and spiritual rain falls.

In just a few breaths, all the broken bones in Hengdaozi's limbs had completely healed.

Seeing this, Chong Wenzi breathed a sigh of relief and, with the help of the rogue cultivators and cultivators from various sects present, finally managed to suppress Fang Yi.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, it is commendable to acknowledge one's mistakes and correct them. Fellow Daoist, please make amends to Hengdaozi as well, and let this matter rest."

"Hiss!" Five fingers traced the blade, revealing a ferocious expression on his face, veins bulging at his temples, as he screamed in agony.

It was Fang Yi who made the move, breaking Hengdaozi's limbs once again.

His expression was calm, with a verdant banner swaying behind him, a mysterious fungus appearing, a precious lotus swaying, and the wafting fragrance of medicine healing Hengdaozi's limbs once again.

This process was repeated, breaking limbs, shattering the spine, tearing the sternum, and pulling out flesh and blood, but it always managed to heal Hengdaozi.

He demonstrated his third-tier spiritual healing skills to the fullest.

As Hengdaozi's body began to tremble uncontrollably, Fang Yi unleashed a burst of energy from his sleeve, enveloping Hengdaozi and slamming him towards the direction of Biyue Pavilion.

"Fellow Daoist Chongwenzi, what did you just say?"

Did Mr. Fang not hear clearly when he was treating Fellow Daoist Hengdaozi's old injuries?

Fang Yi's robes fluttered in the wind, and his demeanor was gentle and refined, yet in Chong Wenzi's eyes, he was more awe-inspiring than an ancient behemoth.

"Fang Yi, how dare you!" Chong Wenzi hardened his heart. He had already pledged allegiance to Tian Dao Wu and could not allow Fang Yi to continue like this.

"Chong Wenzi, this is a feud between me and Tiandaowu. You must not interfere." Fang Yi took out a recording stone from his sleeve, a half-smile on his face.

"I almost forgot, Chongwenzi, you've already pledged allegiance to the Heavenly Blade Daggers."

"Fang Yi, don't make false accusations!" Sensing the changing gazes around him, Chong Wenzi's expression changed slightly.

Just as he was about to refute, the image reflected on the photo stone showed Heng Daozi and Chen Jiao laughing and talking as they entered Chongwen Academy one after the other.

'When?! I have always been careful in my actions.' Chongwenzi's lips moved as if he wanted to speak in defense, but he didn't know how to begin.

when?
Qian Junhe, who was involved with Chen Xian, was under his command, and Qian Huaijin was also deceived by Rong Zhouzi before his death.

With intention but without intention, what is the point of a mere photograph?

Fang Yi, his robes billowing, paid little attention to Chong Wenzi and spoke.

"Fang Mou has made some progress in his spiritual healing skills, but unfortunately, all of you fellow Daoists have been injured by demonic beasts."

Even if struck by a sharp blade, it will remain unharmed.

"I, Fang, have volunteered to take charge of dealing with the beast tide. What do you fellow Daoists think?"

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Many cultivators remained silent, frequently glancing at Hengdaozi.

Seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving. Hengdaozi had his limbs broken, his spine shattered, and his chest cavity torn apart.

If they can be saved in this way, how can the cultivators not be tempted? The cultivators' minds are racing. No matter how badly injured they are, they can still be better than Heng Daozi.
"Better to die than to die, my friend!" The scales in the hearts of pseudo-Dan masters like Zhiyangzi and Youming gradually tipped in Fang Yi's favor.

half an hour.

Amidst swirling yellow sand, a hoarse male voice rang out. "Master Fang's medical skills are outstanding; Fengling Immortal City has no objections."

Thinking of Fang Yi's medical skills demonstrated by Hengdaozi, one after another, the rogue cultivators and fake core cultivators spoke up.

"I agree!"

"You has no objection"

"Third-tier medical skills—only Master Fang can accomplish this."

Fang Yi moved with graceful elegance, a gentle smile playing on his lips, his demeanor as warm and refined as jade, showing no trace of the ruthlessness he had displayed when he attacked Heng Daozi. "Thank you all for your consideration; it would be impolite of me to refuse."

His expression was slightly solemn.

"The beast tide surged, with the four-clawed jackal, the water toad, and the golden-armored lion dividing the land into three parts."

Fellow Daoist Gao Yuanlu of the White Bone Sect and Fellow Daoist Qing Guanzi of the Joyful Union Sect, along with Fellow Daoist Zhiyangzi and Chongwenzi, blocked the four-clawed wolf.

Two fellow Daoists from Biyue Pavilion, along with Daoist You and Zen Master Fashan, blocked Tao Shuichan's path.

"As for the strongest Golden Armored Lion, Xuan Yang Mountain and Tian Dao Dock will join forces to stop it."

Hengdaozi's expression darkened slightly.

However, many cultivators, seeing that Fang Yi had taken down the toughest nut to crack, gladly accepted the mission.

"Gao Yuanlu of the White Bone Sect obeys the order!"

"Qing Guanzi of the Hehuan Sect obeys!"

"Sheng Bo'an of Xuanyang Mountain accepts the order!"

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(End of this chapter)